Nick Eastwood: Peeping with mom

She just walked after him as fast as she could. Her sneakers made no noise on the asphalt. Clint kept glancing from side to side as he walked, as if he was looking for something.

Puzzled, Teddi kept her distance wanting to know just what he was up to. After several blocks he stopped still.

He turned to face the back of a house, watched for a moment, then quickly scaled the low fence and entered the yard.. Teddi crept quickly closer. Clint had disappeared and she wanted to know where he'd gone. As she approached the house, she stopped and gawked. She was looking into a brightly lit bedroom where someone had neglected to pull the shades.

She took a quick peek over the fence and saw Clint right below, sitting there on the grass, leaning back against the fence, arms folded. He was waiting for something. Teddi moved back a littie, into the darkest shadows of the alley, and waited, too. She was more and more puzzled by her son's behavior and she just had to find out what it was all about She could have her talk with him later. Right now she just had to know what he'd been doing at night.

Abruptly a young couple entered the bedroom. They were laughing and chattering away. Teddi recognized them from the wedding announcements in the local newspapers. They hadn't been married more than a week. In fact they were just back from their honeymoon and getting settled into their first rented house.

They moved into an embrace, kissing hotly, and the young husband cupped his wife's shapely

ass and pulled her hard against him. Teddi blushed hotly. It wasn't really right of her to be watching their private moments. On the other hand, she felt oddly excited, and she really didn't want to stop looking. She rationalized that she was there to find out what Clint was up to.

But that was becoming rather obvious. The young couple went on kissing and caressing, and Clint didn't leave. Clint was there to watch. Her son a Peeping Tom? Teddi could hardly believe it, yet all the evidence pointed to it.

She remembered how he'd strolled down the alley looking from right to left till he'd found a lighted uncurtained room to look into. He'd gotten settled comfortably for the show. He knew exactly what he was doing. Teddi wanted to grab him and shake him, but any movement or sound night be detected by the young couple. It would be so embarrassing to be caught peeping.

Because that's what Teddi was doing, too- peeping. She found herself excited and fascinated as the pair broke off their lingering steamy tongue-kiss and began to undress. She knew it was wicked of her to watch, but then, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. She was way overdue for some excitement, that was for sure.

She froze as the husband paused in his undressing

and walked over to: the window. Had he spotted her or Clint? No, he was just opening the window to let in some fresh air. He opened it pretty wide and now Clint and Teddi could hear what the couple were saying as well as watch everything they did.

"How can you be horny, Greg?" the young wife was giggling. "My gosh, we've gotten it on every night since the wedding."

"Gee, Angie, I didn't know you minded," Greg chuckled. "What's the matter, getting tired of fucking?"

"Not by a long shot, buster," Angie leered. "The last one in bed is a rotten egg."

"You're on," Greg laughed.

They started flinging their clothes in every direction. Greg, a lean, dark-haired six-footer, was doing great till he had trouble with his shoelaces. Angie, a petite blond with cute little high-riding tits, practically tripped getting out of her bikini panties, then dived for the bed and landed on it with a loud creak of springs.

Greg wrenched his shoe off, without untying it and jumped up on the bed beside her. "Wait make out with a rotten egg?" he leered.

"Sure, I'm not particular," Angie laughed, reaching for his cock.

Teddi stifled an envious moan. It had been a week and more since she'd curled her eager fingers around Jim's fat rock-hard prick. She

ached to touch it right now. Angie playfully pumped her husband's cock, swiftly working it into full thickness and stiffness. Greg watched her, his eyes glazing over with hot lust.

"Lady, if you don't watch out, I'm gonna cram that thing into your hot cunt" he growled.

"Oh, goodie!" Angie grinned. "But do you mind if I suck it first?"

"I guess I can live through it," he laughed. She pushed him onto his back. His handsome cock stood up rigid and bulging with blue veins, the head swollen and purple. Angie crouched low beside him, fisting and pumping the thick base of his cock. She shot out her wet pink tongue and began to lick the bulbous head of his cock.

Teddi heard another sigh, closer by, and realized that it came from Clint. No doubt he was aching to be in Greg's place just then, with a cute girl hungrily licking his cock head. Teddi couldn't blame him. On the other hand, he had no business spying on the couple, and neither did she.

A proper mother would have leaned over the fence, grabbed Clint by the ear, hauled him home, and tanned his ass. But Teddi made no move to do it. She was afraid of being caught, for one thing, and to be caught peeping would have created a terrible scandal in this little town.

The other reason was, she just couldn't bear to stop looking.

It was wicked, it was naughty, but she found that watching others make love was turning her on like crazy. Even though she'd just masturbated and gotten herself off powerfully, she was horny again, achingly horny, as she watched Angie licking Greg's cock. Her pussy burned with need, and thick cream poured uncontrollably from her cunt soaking into her jeans.

She watched in an agony of lust as Angie coated every inch of her husband's cock with hot spit, leaving it engorged and glistening. Then the blonde began drilling the stiff tip of her tongue right into his piss hole, reaming out his tasty hot cream. That really aroused Teddi. She adored eating Jim's cock juice, and it had been far too long since she'd tasted it.

"Mmmmm, uuummmmm," Angie gurgled "I love the taste of your cock, honey."

Greg leered up at her and said, "I know how you can get a lot more of that cream, baby."

"Oh!" Angie said, faking innocence. "How?"

"Just take it in your mouth and suck on it," he answered, "and I'll fill your mouth with the stuff."

"Mmmmmm, sounds good," Angie grinned. But it was obvious from what happened next that she'd sucked Greg off before. She didn't

hesitate, and she wasn't awkward. She firmly fisted the fat hairy base of his dick, holding the lustily weaving monster in place. Then she opened her lips as wide as she could and started sliding them down his rigid cock. Greg snorted with lust and shivered happily.

"That's it, sugar," he panted. "Take the whole thing, suck it."

Angie certainly tried, but she couldn't quite get his whole cock in her mouth. She managed about half of it, and she pumped the rest in her hot eager fist. She caved in her cheeks and stared to suck, and the wet obscene noises could be heard clearly out in the alley. There was another big sigh from Clint.

Teddi was practically moaning herself as she watched. It must have been two weeks or more since she'd had a chance to go down on Jim and gobble his come. She was drooling as she thought about it. She envied Angie so much. Angie's husband wasn't away on some long haul. He was right there in bed where she needed him, and he wasn't in any rush to leave.

So often Teddi's private moments with Jim had been spoiled because he was in a hurry to leave on another job or because he was exhausted from the last one. Jim was a good provider, and they had a lovely home but was it worth the damage to their sex life? Right now Teddi didn't think so. She'd have given up the

home, the extra car, the gadgets, if only she and Jim could have all the time they wanted for love-making.