David Crane: Hot peeping wife

Samantha grinned and stretched out, spreading her legs and tilting her cunt up, just as if she were laying a succulent breakfast table for Martha.

Martha ate her cunt with hearty appetite.

Then they linked up for a lovely morning 69 so that both would be satisfied at the same time. After that, they showered and got dressed. It had been a wonderful experience, and both girls hoped they would soon be able to spend a whole night together again.

They left the room.

They'd paid in advance, and there was no need to go to the office, so they went straight to the car. Neither of them remembered the dildo, which was still under the bed, lurking there like a dragon in a cave, waiting for a maiden to wander by.

Jeannie was already up and dressed in her maid's uniform by the time that Samantha and Martha drove off. Normally, Jeannie was inclined to linger in bed in the morning, finger-fucking herself, in no hurry to get about her tasks. But today was different. She wanted to get her work done early, so that she could meet Ronny and have lots of time for fucking and sucking at the apartment.

Her parents were still in bed.

Jeannie went down the line of units with her pushcarts changing the linen and emptying the ashtrays. When she came to the room with the spy holes in the wall, she wondered if it had been occupied and, if so, whether there had been any lewd behavior which her mother and father might have witnessed.

She inspected the bed.

Something had sure been happening in that bed, for the sheets and even the pillowcases were damp and sticky. It gave naughty Jeannie a thrill. She knew what cum tasted like now – lovely stuff it was, too! She knelt down and began to lick the moist sheets.

That was funny.

It didn't taste like cum – not quite.

She knew what cunt juice tasted like, of course, because she often licked her fingers while she was giving herself a hand job, and those sticky sheets tasted like that. She guessed that some lucky lady had been fucked to a frazzle and had come time and again while a thoughtful gentleman held his own spurting climax back or poured it so deeply into her pussy so that not a drop spilled onto the sheets.

Then she recalled seeing two women leave. This was the only room that had been occupied at this end of the motel, so it must have been them. Why, they must have shared a bed and finger fucked themselves! Or maybe they had finger fucked each other! Or – gee whiz! Maybe they had even sucked each other off!

These were inspirational thoughts for a horny little teenager, and Jeannie was more eager than ever to get her work done so that she could phone Ronny and arrange to meet.

She knelt down to change the linen.

What was that under the bed?

Jeannie reached under and drew it out. She held it up, frowning. Then she gave a little gasp as she realized it was no wonder those sheets were soaking, if two horny women had been sharing a rubber prick!

And it was a delightful-looking prick, too. Jeannie held it to her lips and licked. There was no doubt that it had been used, for it was basted in cunt juice! Her tongue curled and coiled around it as she tasted the flavorsome stuff. If cunt juice was as tasty when you sucked it out, all hot and bubbling from a cunt, as it was second hand, she could see why some girls liked to eat pussy.

She wouldn't have minded snacking on a cunt, herself.

Maybe she would, someday, with the right girl. But she was more interested in cocks, now. She was mainly interested in Ronny's big cock, of course. But Ronny was not there with her.

And that big rubber cock was right in her hand.

Jeannie grinned impishly.

She decided that she had better find out what it felt like to have a cunt full of the pleasant-looking prick. After all – a cock in the bush was worth two in the hand – if the bush happened to be that curly one that surrounded her steaming cunt!

The girl had an idea that her pussy was going to get awfully juicy in a moment, and remembering how thoroughly those sheets had been soaked, she figured it would be wise to take her uniform off before she got it all wet with pussy juice. She put the dildo on the bed and removed her clothing. Then she lay down on the bed and prepared to give her cunt a nice long fucking.

The girl was so aroused and excited by the prospect that she did not give any thought to the fact that she was in the special room and that there were spy holes in the wall.

She slowly pushed the fat prick up her cunt.

Oh! It felt wonderful!

She began to fuck herself merrily towards a climax.

Carl got out of bed quietly, so as not to wake his wife.

He was wondering if the two women were still in the motel room. He wanted to sneak down and peek in to see if they might be giving each other a morning suck or dildo fuck.

But he also had another idea.

Carl did not understand the psychology involved in such matters. He was rather naive, and he had always figured that the only reason two women would fuck each other was because they did not happen to have a man to stick it to them.

Now he wondered if he should offer his services.

If those gorgeous gals liked a rubber prick – why, they would simply adore his real-life cock!

It seemed logical to him.

He would peek through the spy holes, and when the girls were all worked up and horny from fucking each other, he would knock on the door and very politely offer to let them use his cock!

As soon as he had left the bedroom, Marlene opened her eyes, for she had not really been asleep. Marlene had been having some ideas of her own. They, too, concerned the girls in that secret observation room. Marlene had no experience of lesbianism and, in her way, was as naive about it as her husband was. But she was fascinated, too.

Those girls had obviously been having an awful lot of fun and had enjoyed what they were doing tremendously.

Marlene wondered if they might like to suck her cunt, too.

The idea of lying back with her legs spread while two sexy women took turns tonguing her creamy pussy was thrilling.

She even thought that she might like to suck them, too – just to see what it was like.

Marlene slipped into a robe and, not realizing that Carl had gone there, headed for the observation room with very much the same plan in mind that her husband had.

Jeannie was stuffing her cunt with extreme enjoyment when she heard the door of the ad joining room open and softly close.

She suddenly remembered that she could be seen!

Oh, golly! It must be Mom or Dad! she thought in panic. She didn't know what to do. There was no time to flee. Should she pluck the dildo out of her cunt and try to hide it? Or should she stuff the damned thing all the way up and hope they didn't notice the leather straps dangling out of her cunt? But even if she managed to hide the rubber prick, they would see her naked on the bed! They would assume that she was finger fucking herself.

The she saw the only solution.

Since she was naked, there was no way they could identify her as their daughter unless they saw her face.

Jeannie dragged the soaked pillowcase off the pillow and pulled it over her head.

Now, if she was lucky, her mom and dad would merely think that the occupant of the room was a member of the KKK.

She felt secure now, under the mask.

She even grinned.

Those naughty parents of hers had probably seen her finger fucking herself plenty of times through that treacherous two-way mirror. Now she thought that she might as well put on another show for them. As long as they didn't know who she was, it would be kind of exciting, and anyhow, that dildo felt so good that she did not want to stop using it simply because she was being watched.