1. Neighborhood Mom, Part III


    Date: 3/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: luvsumcameltoe, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

    semi-lacy things. But I still thought it was hot. Then a thought occurred to me...did her panties ever get wet like C's? I wondered. And why not find out? K wasn't a super organized type, and in the corner of her closet was just a big laundry pile next to her hamper. I rummaged through it carefully so it wouldn't be too obvious it was disturbed. She wore a perfume that smelled really nice and the pile wafted that scent. Quickly I found a pair of panties. No visual spot like I had found in C's. But they smelled good, like C's. Another pair. Same. I was full fledged horny again. Dirty idea. I undid my pants and rubbed her panties on myself, then beat off until I came in the crotch of them. I remember I was disappointed that there wasn't much semen...I'd left my whole supply in C's panties it seemed. I put the panties back in the laundry pile and went back to watch TV. It didn't take long before I was horny again and thinking on what I might find in C's room. My curiosity quickly overwhelmed me, and I went to find out. C's underwear drawer was far more interesting. While most of it was similar stuff to K's, C had a collection of more exotic stuff as well. Panties that was sheer, and lacy. And...the electric massager. I'd seen that in action before! I smelled it. It smelled the same as C's used panties had! Instant boner. And then I got an even dirtier idea. C liked me Cumming on the panties she was wearing right now...I found a pair I thought were particularly sexy. Black and ...
    sheer. Hot. Again I undid my pants and beat off another good load, all over the sheer crotch of them. Again, not as much spunk as that morning, but enough to dry into an obvious spot. Then I placed them, laying flat, on the top of the pile in her drawer and closed it. After a while, I was bored. I went to the shed and collected the blue panties she'd insisted I keep. I fit them in my pocket as best I could and headed home. All afternoon I watched my IM for C to come back online. Usually if she was home, she was logged in. Time dragged by. All I could think about was C, and the dirty thing we'd done that morning, and what dirty things we might do next. I fantasized about her reaction to finding her clean panties dirtied. It was both arousing and nerve wracking. What if that wasn't a turn on for her? What if that made her mad that I went into her drawer? I wanted to touch her breasts. Touch her pussy. I wanted to have sex with her - to feel what it was like to be inside a pussy. I fantasized constantly, but I wouldn't jack off anymore. I would wait. I wanted to be able to cum again like I had that morning. And all afternoon, C didn't come online. She said she'd be home around 4, but 4 passed and she wasn't online. And then 5. I called her house (cell phones were a novelty then). Got the answering machine. Damn. 6. Nothing. 7...no answer. Then 8...and then "ding dong" - she was on IM. A few minutes later a message "Are you coming over?” Yes! Yes, I definitely was! Apparently her ...
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