I’m usually the one that’s naked around the house most of the time. Mom goes topless now and then. I’ll still wear stuff but in the morning I’m for sure naked for a while after my shower.
Today was a beautifully lazy Sunday. I slept in and then put shorts on to go have breakfast. Everyone was home.
Then I remembered I needed to do my laundry. So, I went back to my room after breakfast, stripped off my shorts and walked back to the laundry room naked carrying my clothes basket.
My brother was gaming on the tv in the lounge room. Mom was on the couch reading. Dad was in and out of the garage working on something.
I put my clothes in the wash and lounged on the couch with mom, watching tv. Mom was into her book so I didn’t bother her but I did casually start caressing my boobs.
Then the washer was done, so I put my things in the dryer with some slight imbalance *wink*, started it, then positioned myself on top with my pussy pressed just right on the corner.
I actually hadn’t done this in months, and I had only done it a couple times before. It felt amazing having my pussy rock with unexpected motions and vibrations. My hands were free to tug on my breasts, twisting my nipples. I was vocal through the whole cycle. I rode it the whole time (which I had never done before). My buildup to cumming was gradual then I had my first 1, then 2 and 3 close together, then a pleasurable plateau. Then 4 rocked me! I was LOUD on that one. I remained on top as the cycle neared the end in pure bliss. A slow, erotic calm. Hands still holding my breasts.
After I composed myself. I hopped off, wiped down the top of the machine (my juices were all over it), and blissfully walked back to my room with my fresh laundry.
Mom gave me a wink on my way back.
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