David Crane: Hot family voyeurs

At long last he was drained. He felt as if he had been shooting into her ass for hours. Gasping, he slumped over her haunches and kissed the back of her neck. Bonny moaned, full of fuckjuice, but wishing he could pump even more into her hot body. She continued to squirm under him, impaled on his prick, working her own coming off to the end.

Jimmy began to withdraw. His prick was still stiff and her asshole clung tightly to him, and for a terrible moment he thought that they might be tied together, like rutting dogs – that someone would have to throw a bucket of cold water over them. But then his cock began to emerge. He held the cheeks of her ass in his hands and slowly drew his spent prick out of her well fucked shit hole. It came out as it had gone in, inch by precious inch, dripping with cum and ass-juice.

His cockhead popped out like a cork from a bottle. Cum streamed from her vacated asshole and frothed through the crack of her ass, running down into her crotch.

"Kiss me, Jimmy," she whispered, hiking her ass up.

Jimmy willingly bent down and kissed the soaking bud that had just given him such pleasure, sliding his tongue into her shit hole. Bonny wriggled against his face, still frigging her pussy off. She sighed as the last wave rippled softly through her fuckhole. She slumped down on the floor, panting, then twisted around toward her brother, smiling dreamily.

His cock was beginning to droop now. It was slathered with slime. Bonny slid up to him and slurped his meat into her mouth, hungrily sucking on the soiled delicacy. She fed every inch of his soft, but still tasty, prick into her mouth, polishing it, then she tilted her head and let it slip from her lips. She sucked his shrunken cumbags in and gently licked the slime from them.

Drawing back, grinning impishly, she said, "Golly – we sure are being naughty today, huh?"

"Yeah – naughty but nice," he said, returning her grin.

It had all been far too wonderful for either of them to feel any shame or remorse or regrets, and they knew they would be fooling around together an awful lot from now on. Everything but actually fucking, of course.

Or so they still believed.

"What now?" Jimmy asked, gazing down rather wistfully at his limp prick and wondering how soon he could get another hard-on? He thought that maybe Bonny might like her cunt sucked again, in the meanwhile. But naughty Bonny had come up with another idea.

"Let's sneak upstairs and look through the keyhole," she suggested. "Maybe we can catch Mom and Dad screwing."

Jimmy nodded, thinking that a fine idea.

And Claire thought it was an absolutely wonderful idea. After all, she owed the kids a performance and she was determined to make it a good one…

Claire, being a voyeur, was also an exhibitionist – the other side of the coin. The knowledge that her naughty daughter was in the habit of spying through the keyhole thrilled her tremendously. She wondered how often Bonny had peeked in while she and Charles were fucking or sucking. Often, she hoped. She adored the thought that the girl had watched her in sexual action, and wondered how good a view she had gotten from the keyhole.

But today Bonny and Jimmy were not going to be sneaking any furtive looks through that keyhole.

Claire intended to leave the door open!

She was still squatting over the cream-filled Coke bottle. Now slit got unsteadily up on trembling thighs, the bottle sticking from her cunt. Plucking it out, she took another slug of cream, loving the flavor of her own pussy nectar. Then she turned and hurried to the stairs, going up quickly but quietly, not wanting the teens to hear any sounds that might inhibit them.

Her lush body was glowing all over, warmed by the anticipation of putting on a lascivious show for her children, almost as excited about performing as she had been at watching. She had creamed again and again as she watched the teens suck and bugger, yet she was still horny. Her nipples jutted out stiff and her pussy simmered.

Entering the bedroom, she was delighted to find that her husband was still asleep. She closed the door partially, leaving plenty of space through which Bonny and Jimmy could look in, but also giving them enough concealment for their voyeurism. She checked to make sure there was a good view of the bed, then went over and slid in beside Charles, careful not to disturb him.

She waited for the audience to arrive.

"You ever see them at it?" Jimmy asked as he and Bonny came sneaking up the stairs.

"Yeah – but you can't really see so much through the keyhole. None of the details, I mean. But you can hear them pant and moan and once I heard Mom making plenty of sucking sounds, too."

"Oh, wow! You think Mom blows?" Jimmy said. It didn't seem the sort of thing a mother should do – although it was sure great that his sister was a cocksucker.

Bonny giggled at her older brother's naivete. "Of course she blows, silly," she said. "And she must swallow the fucking stuff, too, 'cause I heard her gulping."

Jimmy's limp but still impressive cock gave a little tingling jolt as he thought of his sexy mother drinking cum. Jimmy had often had erotic fantasies about his Mom while he was jacking off. Even the knowledge that he had once suckled on her big stiff nipples as an infant turned the horny teen on, and he never missed out on a chance to peck at her while she was in the bathtub or shower or changing her clothing. He spilled as much jism over thoughts of his mother as he had over his sister. Now he was more keen than ever to play the Peeping Tom, and he hoped desperately that his mom and dad would be fucking.

Jimmy was in for a treat.

Reaching the head of the stairs, brother and sister tiptoed down the hallway. When they saw that the bedroom door was ajar, they were both disappointed. Surely the door would be closed if their parents were having a fuck. But they proceeded, with fading hopes. At least they might get a chance to look at their mother as she lay naked in bed – and for Bonny the thought of getting a glance at her daddy's whopper cock was an exciting prospect as well.

Bonny moved ahead and slid her face around the door jamb. Jimmy stepped up behind her and looked over her shoulder. They both stifled gasps when they saw that Claire was sitting on the edge of the bed with her knees apart and her ripe body stark-naked.

It appeared from the way she was placed, that she was just about to get out of bed and they were disappointed that they weren't going to get to spy on a fuck, although they were both turned on by gazing at the woman's voluptuous body in the nude.

Claire, careful not to look directly at the partially open door for fear of scaring them off, saw their shadows from the corner of her eye. She smiled slightly. Feigning a yawn, she raised her hand to her open mouth. Then she sighed and stretched, as if limbering up after a night of slumber. As she raised her arms, her fat tits thrust out toward the doorway. They noticed that the rosy tips of her tits were stiff and swollen.

Jimmy and Bonny exchanged an excited, conspiratorial glance, then quickly looked back at Claire.

The woman's arms came down and her hands moved under her heavy, jutting tits. Purring softly, she began to caress her firm tit meat, holding her tit-mounds higher. Then she pulled gently at her nipples and uttered a low moan.

"Jeez…" Jimmy whispered. Watching his sexy Mom playing with her tits was turning him on even more than watching his nubile sister caressing her ripe body.

Bonny too, was fascinated. She had never had a lesbian experience, but she had wondered what it was like and now she was fascinated by the sight of her mother's naked charms.

Claire lingered over her tits for a while, in no hurry to get on with her performance. She intended to give them a three-act play. She rolled her tit tips in her fingers and thumbs and squirmed, arching her back. Her eyes were narrowed to slits, and her lips were parted as she deliberately assumed an attitude of arousal for their benefit – an attitude that would soon be becoming natural to her, as she got hotter and hornier.