Laundry Day
There she was, folding laundry like she did every Thursday. Her big tits bouncing back and forth in that loose silk robe she wore on laundry day. She knew I liked the view. She caught me staring, which wasn't difficult because I didn't bother hiding it anymore. "Oh! What are you doing there?" she asked with her flirtatious rhetorical tone. She knew the answer. She could see it when she glanced briefly at my crotch. A smile drew across her lips; she always loved how easily she could make me hard. In response, I simply returned the smile and allowed my eyes to wander back to her enchanting cleavage. She continued folding laundry but arched her back slightly, making sure to give me the best view she could. She exaggerated every fold, allowing her breasts to bounce and jiggle for me.
My step-mom and I had been playing that game for months now. Teasing each other at any chance we got. Her finding more and more ways to show off her amazing body, and me not bothering to hide how hard she can make me. Laundry day had become one of our favorites. She would use it as an excuse to wear this short silk robe with nothing underneath. It was short enough that her glorious ass couldn't help but peek out the bottom of it when she bent over even slightly. She'd make sure to find plenty of reasons to do so when I was around.
I began wearing just a t-shirt and boxers in response, which made it impossible to hide the erections she so capably elicited. Initially I'd try to hide my erections from her. Despite my efforts, she caught sight of it one day, and I thought I noticed lust in her eyes. After that, I'd grown increasingly bold in showing it off to her. Chasing that lustful glance she'd given. She'd rewarded me in turn by showing off her body for me and teasing me more often.
She took to leaving her door open when showering, and afterwards would often spend long periods of time lotioning her naked body in front of the mirror. She'd pretend she couldn't see me peeking from the doorway in the reflection, but she'd always wait for me to finish jerking off to her before she'd go into the other room. These are the sorts of games we'd been playing for so long, but that day was different. As I watched her allow her silk robe to slip open while vigorously folding laundry, I realized I couldn't take it anymore. In a fit of lust, I pulled my cock out for her to see. He big tits bounced as she jumped back and gasped. She'd never seen my hard cock like this before; up close and fully exposed. I'd never dared to show it to her before.
She tried to act shocked and dismayed, but couldn't conceal the small details. Details like the subtle traces of joy on her face, the way her hand involuntarily reached out to touch me before she could restrain it, or the simple fact that she hadn't bothered to close her robe. Her breasts heaved with excitement and my heart raced in sync. I slowly began stroking off for her. The faintest of moans escaped her gaping lips while she searched her mind for something to say. She watched in a daze while I slowly stroked. Gauging by the feel of my cock throbbing in hand, it seemed my heart might explode in my chest. She licked her lips, which still searched for words. Would she attempt to chastise me? I didn't care. This had been a long time coming, and I knew she'd been waiting for me to make a move.
...to be continued.
My step-mom and I had been playing that game for months now. Teasing each other at any chance we got. Her finding more and more ways to show off her amazing body, and me not bothering to hide how hard she can make me. Laundry day had become one of our favorites. She would use it as an excuse to wear this short silk robe with nothing underneath. It was short enough that her glorious ass couldn't help but peek out the bottom of it when she bent over even slightly. She'd make sure to find plenty of reasons to do so when I was around.
I began wearing just a t-shirt and boxers in response, which made it impossible to hide the erections she so capably elicited. Initially I'd try to hide my erections from her. Despite my efforts, she caught sight of it one day, and I thought I noticed lust in her eyes. After that, I'd grown increasingly bold in showing it off to her. Chasing that lustful glance she'd given. She'd rewarded me in turn by showing off her body for me and teasing me more often.
She took to leaving her door open when showering, and afterwards would often spend long periods of time lotioning her naked body in front of the mirror. She'd pretend she couldn't see me peeking from the doorway in the reflection, but she'd always wait for me to finish jerking off to her before she'd go into the other room. These are the sorts of games we'd been playing for so long, but that day was different. As I watched her allow her silk robe to slip open while vigorously folding laundry, I realized I couldn't take it anymore. In a fit of lust, I pulled my cock out for her to see. He big tits bounced as she jumped back and gasped. She'd never seen my hard cock like this before; up close and fully exposed. I'd never dared to show it to her before.
She tried to act shocked and dismayed, but couldn't conceal the small details. Details like the subtle traces of joy on her face, the way her hand involuntarily reached out to touch me before she could restrain it, or the simple fact that she hadn't bothered to close her robe. Her breasts heaved with excitement and my heart raced in sync. I slowly began stroking off for her. The faintest of moans escaped her gaping lips while she searched her mind for something to say. She watched in a daze while I slowly stroked. Gauging by the feel of my cock throbbing in hand, it seemed my heart might explode in my chest. She licked her lips, which still searched for words. Would she attempt to chastise me? I didn't care. This had been a long time coming, and I knew she'd been waiting for me to make a move.
...to be continued.
8年前
