Nick Eastwood: Peeping naughty mom

"Don't worry," he whispered, "they can't see us. This is really a kick to watch, Mom. Why don't you relax and enjoy?"

Janet still felt shocked at finding her son peeping, but she tried to take his advice. The neighbors were new, having moved in just that week, and Janet had hardly had time to say hello to them. They were a newly married couple, Bob and Sally Howard, attractive people in their mid-twenties.

Sally was wearing just her lacy bikini panties and matching bra, and Bob was down to his jockey shorts. Their bodies were pressed tightly together as they kissed, and Sally was eagerly rubbing her mound against her husband's cock. Janet could tell they were exchanging darting wet tongues as they kissed, and it wasn't hard for her to imagine how horny they felt.

She could see Jeff's point – this really was a kick to watch. And as long as Bob and Sally didn't know they were being observed, how could it hurt them? Of course Janet's schoolteacher conscience was yammering at her that it was wrong to peep, that it was sick and weird and wicked, but she blotted it out. She was terrifically horny herself.

She shifted her position, getting more comfortable, and she snuck another glance at Jeff. He had a big leer on his face, and he was watching eagerly, not at all shy or guilty about it. The kid was just plain having fun. Janet decided she'd do the same. She turned back to Bob and Sally just in time to see them break off their steamy tongue-kissing and tome up for air.

"Mmmmmm, honey, you got me so hot," Sally murmured.

"Not as hot as you got me," Bob leered.

Janet and Jeff could easily bear their conversation through the half-open windows. Now Bob stepped back to show Sally just how hot she'd gotten him. The crotch of his jockey shorts bulged obscenely with a big hard lump. Sally looked at it and licked her lips. Then she seized the waistband of his shorts and carefully peeled the garment down over his massive cock-stand.

Janet almost groaned with need when she saw his prick. It was a good eight inches long and as thick as a girl's wrist. It was absolutely rigid, wagging stiffly in front of him and oozing hot cream. Janet's hungry cunt juiced heavily, and the molten liquid soaked the crotch of her panties. She imagined taking that enormous rock-hard cock, and she shivered with need. It was just what she needed at that moment.

As if reading her mind, Jeff took her hand and placed it on the fly of his jeans. There was a big hard lump there, too. Even through his clothes she could feel the radiating heat and hard throbbing of his cock. Then he moved her hand away. She got the message. There was a hard-on waiting for her, only later.

Okay, Janet could live with that. She knew it was naughty of her, but she really was getting aroused from this peeping. She watched with mounting lust as Sally helped Bob out of his shorts. The slim blonde went to her knees before her handsome dark-haired husband as she removed the garment. That left her mouth right on a line with his stiffly weaving prick.

Her wet pink tongue darted out, contacting the gleaming purple head of Bob's engorged prick. He gasped, then shivered with pleasure as she lapped up the thick cream that oozed from his piss hole. Watching that greedy tonguing, Janet felt hot saliva rushing to her mouth. She could do with a taste of cock juice herself. But a glance at Jeff showed her that he was totally absorbed in peeping and didn't want to be distracted, so she tried to ignore the blazing heat and sticky wetness in her pussy and went back to watching the lusty young neighbors. Sally was making a thorough job of it, lapping up every single drop of the thick cream that bubbled from the cleft of her husband's prick. She left the bulbous head of his cock glistening with her hot spit.

"Mmmmmmm," she murmured, "my favorite snack."

He lifted her to her feet and reached around her to unhook her bra. As he drew it off Janet saw that the girl's tits were small, only apple-size, but high-riding and beautifully shaped. They made a perfect fistful for Bob as he cupped and squeezed them. Sally gurgled with excitement as his big hot hands molded the sensitive flesh.

Then he leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and lashed her soft pink nipples into rigid rosy buds. Her gurgling and whimpering got louder, and she was rubbing her thighs together, revealing just how hot and needy her slit was feeling. When he'd tongued her nipples into complete erection, Bob gave her tits a final squeeze, then reached for the waistband of her panties and quickly drew the skimpy garment down.

He cleared the firm rounds of her ass, and then the silky panties slithered down her shapely legs. Sally kicked them away, and Bob's hand darted to her little triangular blond bush, giving it a pat and a squeeze. Then, teasingly, he began to back Sally up toward the bed. He kept at it till she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and then he dropped to his knees before her.

Janet sensed what was coming, and she creamed like mad. She would have given anything to be in Sally's place just then. She adored having her pussy eaten, and except for some brief attention from Jeff last night, it hadn't happened to her in years. She watched with boiling lust and hot envy as Bob pushed his wife's legs apart and shoved his face against her slit.

It was hard to tell what Bob was doing exactly, but whatever it was, Sally loved it. His head bobbed up mid down, and he was making an obscene wet sucking and slurping noise. Sally's face contorted into a lusty grimace, and she tangled her fingers in his hair, rocking with his motions. Janet creamed right through her panties as she watched.

Again it was as if Jeff read her mind. Somehow he must have sensed just what she needed and what she was thinking, because he reached over and slid a hand between her legs and gave her pussy a few squeezes. He was just letting her know that he'd take care of her later. Even through her panties and jeans he must have felt the intense heat and oozing wetness of her slit, so he knew how badly she needed him.

He knew, but he was taking a rain check. He went back to watching Bob and Sally. Janet could see his point. It would be terrific fun to make love now, with both of them so steamed up, but they also had this exciting show to watch. It was brand-new and thrilling to watch another couple make love. At least it was new to Janet.

"Do you do this often?" she whispered.

Jeff nodded and grinned. "It's one of Lisa's hobbies," he whispered back.

Lisa again. Quite a girl, that Lisa. Janet chuckled to herself, knowing that this time her ex-husband Darin really had his hands full. Lisa had not only seduced Jeff, she'd taught him to peep. And now Jeff was teaching his mom. Janet felt her arousal mounting to fever pitch as she watched Bob eating his wife's hot juicy pussy.

Bob briefly came up for air, leering, his face smeared with her pearly pussy cream. "Let's try it this way," he said, lifting her legs and draping them over his shoulders.

That forced Sally to slide down onto her back, her ass just at the edge of the bed. It also left her wet pink slit wide open to her husband's tongue and lips. Bob hungrily eyed the juicy flesh. He folded back the blond furred lips of her bush and exposed the little pink nub of her clit. He began to rim her clit with the tip of his tongue, and she went wild.

"Oh, God, honey, yes," she squealed, "lick me there, get me off."

Sally's pretty face went flushed and twisted with ecstasy, and she clawed the bed as hot rushes of pleasure sizzled through her pussy. Janet knew exactly what she was feeling, even though it was ten years since she'd had the same experience. She knew the bliss of feeling a man's hot stiff tongue tip spinning around and around the shaft of her ultrasensitive joy button. Once again she found herself squirming with lust and envy.