Brian Laver: Horny mother

Tom tried to memorize every detail. He knew he would have to jerk off as soon as he was alone, and he would be picturing the sight he was now witnessing.

The naked couple began swimming around, but they remained side by side, and they would grab at each other occasionally.

"Maybe they'll fuck," Jack said hopefully. "I'd love to watch them doing it."

"So would I," Tom said.

After several minutes of swimming, the naked pair climbed back on the bank. The boys watched from across the stream, hoping with all their might that they would be treated to a sight of ultimate lust. When they saw that the guy's fuck was still hard, they were encouraged.

On the bank, the guy sat close to the chick and put his hand around her waist. The girl leaned into the boy's embrace and they kissed.

Tom and Jack gasped when they saw the guy lift his hand to one of the girl's firm tits. They saw him squeeze her tit so tightly that the white flesh protruded between his fingers.

"O-o-o-o-o, I wish I was grabbing that tit," Jack sighed.

"God, yeah," Tom said. "It's torture just watching!"

"It is. But I'm glad I'm being tortured this way," Jack said.

Strange as Jack's words seemed, Tom had to agree.

When the couple across the creek fell back on the ground, still kissing, the boys had a view of the chick's crotch. But due to the distance they wore watching from, they couldn't make out the crack that they knew was lying among her curls. "I wish I had a telescope," Tom said.

The boy kept massaging the chick's tits, and as he did, the peeping boys got hornier and hornier. They could see the girl writhing under the hand on her jugs.

"She really loves it!" Jack said.

"I wish there were more chicks like her around," Tom said.

Then when they saw the guy reach into the chick's crotch, the excitement almost became unbearable for the voyeurs.

"I can't help it," Jack said as he reached for his zipper. "I've got to jerk off."

Tom watched his friend pull out his huge prick, but his gaze swung across the creek again. Tom was glad Jack had decided to jerk off, because he could do it too. He never would have had the nerve to pull his cock out first.

Soon both boys were kneeling in the bushes with their stiff pricks in their hands.

As the boys, watched the chick move her hips in a rhythmic motion they pumped their cocks, but they pumped slowly. They knew the show was just beginning.

They could see that the boy's finger had disappeared up the chick's twat. His face was in the nape of her neck, and he was moving down her body. Soon his mouth was devouring the mounds of her tits.

Tom and Jack licked their lips and their mouths watered. They had never gotten beyond a few quick feels in the movie theater on Saturday afternoons, and now their pent-up horniness was made wont by watching someone else doing what they longed to do.

After the guy had sucked his girlfriend's tits for a while, she sat up and pushed the guy don on his back. Tom and Jack couldn't believe what they were seeing as she leaned over his crotch, but when she took his prick into her mouth they had to admit that it was true.

"Shit, that lucky son of a bitch," Jack whispered.

Tom was speechless. He'd heard about blow-jobs but he somehow could never believe that anyone could be lucky enough to actually get one.

Now both boys knew just how deprived they really were.

They kept sliding their fists back and forth along the length of their cocks. Even though they wanted to wait until the fucking began before they came, they were losing control in the excitement of seeing that naked chick sucking her boyfriend.

"Do you think she's going to let him come in her mouth?" Tom asked.

"God, I don't know," Jack said. "I hope so, but I'd love to see him fuck her."

As the chick sucked the guy's prick, the boys could see how her tits rested on his thigh. Although her hair fell over the guy's crotch they could see her head bobbing up and down. They both tried to imagine how it would feel to have their pricks sliding in a girl's mouth.

Then the girl lifted her head, threw her hair back, and lowered her head again. While her head was raised, the boys saw that she was holding the guy's cock just as they were holding their own.

The guy sat up as the girl lifted her head again. They kissed.

"Come on, fuck her," Jack whispered.

Both boys were nearing their orgasms, but they didn't want to come without something really spectacular to watch.

As it turned out, they had nothing to worry about. The guy got to his knees and the chick got down on all fours. She was facing both the creek and the boys on the opposite bank.

"He's going to fuck her doggy-style!" Tom whispered.

Sure enough, the guy moved behind the girl. The boys could see him reach down to his prick to guide it into the chick's cunt, and by the expression on her face, they knew just what his cock pierced her cunt. They could see the girl's tits hanging and swinging as the guy behind her began moving his hips back and forth.

"Look at that!" Jack gasped.

From across the creek sounds of slapping came to the jerking-off boys. They knew it was the sound of the guy's hips smacking the chick's ass.

Both boys began moving their fists faster. This is what they'd been waiting for.

They watched the faces of the fuckers who both wore expressions of lust. The chick's eyes were closed and, the guy was grimacing in passion.

Suddenly the girl opened her eyes and mouth at the same moment. "Oh-h-h-h-h!" she wailed desperately.

"Holy shit!" Tom gasped.

The girl kept moaning, and her gaze seemed to be directed right at the masturbating boys. The more they looked at her, the more it seemed that she was looking back, but Tom and Jack were too far gone to care if the chick could see them or not.

Then, from the corner of his eye, Tom saw a glint of cream at Jack's cock, and Tom found he was coming too. He pumped his prick with all his might as he watched the fucking on the opposite bank.

When the boys had wrung all the jism from their cocks, the guy across the creek was grunting in passion. They could tell he was coming.

"Hey, is that chick looking at us?" Jack asked.

"That's what I was wondering," Tom said. "Do you think she can see us?"

"I don't know," Jack said. "I hope her boyfriend doesn't see us though."

"It looks like they're finished," Tom said.

The boys shoved their shrinking cocks back into their jeans while the couple across the creek lay down beside each other, but the chick seemed to take a few more look sat the peeking boys on the other bank.

"I think she sees us," Jack said.

"Mmm, I wonder," Tom said.

They watched for a while as the couple lay resting, and then saw the naked people get up and put on their clothes. As they walked away the girl turned quickly toward the creek. Without her boyfriend noticing, she waved at the two boys.

"Wow, she did see us!" Tom said.

"How about that!" Jack said. "What a chick!" After the show neither boy felt much like fishing. They put their poles on their shoulders and walled slowly back to town, talking about what they'd seen, and they speculated on which girls in the neighborhood would be most likely to let them do the things they'd seen that girl at the creek doing.

But they knew that none of the chicks that they knew would suck a guy's prick, much less fuck him. They'd already tried to get somewhere with all the girls in town their age, and they still hadn't gotten beyond the heavy petting stage.

For the rest of the day Tom was in a dream world of fucking. The sight of the boy and girl at the creek stuck in his mind, and he played the scene over and over, his prick throbbing painfully in his jeans.