Nick Eastwood - Peeping naughty mom

Jeff wished he could be that guy. He would have given anything in the world to be lying beside his beautiful main, getting her off with his fingers – or with his cock. He could do the job, too, even though most people might think of him as just a kid. Janet would be really surprised if she knew all the things he could do for her. He was well trained, thanks to his stepmother Lisa.

Darin Lawson had been married several times after his breakup with Janet, always to young women. One after another they'd left him for the same reason Janet had, catching him in bed with other women. Only Lisa had stayed. Lisa believed in the motto, "Don't get mad, get even." When she caught Darin fucking another woman, she didn't divorce him. She just seduced his son.

Lisa had taught Jeff everything he ever wanted to know about sex. Whenever the old man was a way, Jeff would spend the night in the big bed with Lisa, and they'd fuck up a storm and invent other new ways of having fun. Lisa had shown the boy exactly where women like to be touched and what they like best. He was able to please Lisa all the time now, and he was sure he could do the same for his mother.

Janet looked like she really needed a man. There she was with her face all screwed up in a lusty grimace, her fingers working frantically on her clit, and she was moaning things to some guy who obviously wasn't there. She was horny out of her mind, but there was no one to help her out except herself. It seemed crazy to Jeff that he should stand out in the hall being horny, too. Why couldn't they just get together and help each other?

He began to strip. Meanwhile Janet was kneading her clit faster and faster, rocketing towards climax. She arched her body, stiffened, and gasped. Then she began to buck and writhe, her big tits wobbling crazily, thick hot cream spurting from her little fur-fringed cunt mouth. Jeff watched feverishly through the keyhole as his gorgeous mom experienced her orgasm.

Jeff's prick gave a lusty lurch and started to drip hot cream. No, it just didn't make any sense at all for him and his mother to be horny all summer when they could so easily satisfy each other. He quickly removed the last of his clothes, stood up, and began to turn the doorknob. Meanwhile Janet was finally coming down from her climax, opening her eyes and blinking as she returned to reality.

She blushed as she remembered that Jeff had been watching everything she'd done. Her eyes darted to the keyhole – but that very moment the bedroom door began to open. Janet froze, her dark eyes wide. Jeff was stepping into the room, and he was stark naked. Helplessly she lowered her eyes to his cock. As she should have expected, it was rigid, hugging his belly and drooling thick rivers of cream.

He kept on coming right toward the bed, his eyes moving hungrily over her ripe naked body.

"Mom," he said as he approached the bed, "I watched everything you did. It just doesn't make sense for me not to help you out. I mean, why should we both be horny, when we can take care of each other?"

Janet's mouth opened, but she couldn't make any words come out. She was going to lecture the boy about incest, about how wrong it was for a mother and son to be lovers. But she couldn't speak the words. All she could think of was how desperately she needed to be fucked.

It had been a mistake to go to bed with Russ, she could see that now. He'd broken through her defenses and made her crave sex again. Once he'd fucked her, she had to have more. She couldn't do without it now, but there was no Russ to help her out. There was only her own teenage son. Jeff slid onto the bed and reached for her. It was like two magnets making contact, an irresistible attraction.

Their bodies came together in a delicious electric shock, and Janet creamed floods as she felt her son's iron-hard cock pressing her belly. Jeff kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth, and she was amazed at how well he could kiss. She wondered how he had acquired such experience. An awful possibility occurred to her, and she drew back in terror.

"Jeff," she cried, "has your father, uh, been taking you to women? I mean, you seem to know a lot."

"I know a lot, all right," Jeff laughed, "but the old man had nothing to do with it." And very quickly he told her about Lisa.

Janet was a little shocked to hear that the boy's own stepmother had seduced him, but she was also amused. It only served Darin right for fooling around. Besides that, knowing Darin's taste in brides, Lisa was closer to Jeff's age than to Darin's.

He rushed through his story, anxious to get back to their love-making, and when he kissed her this time Janet didn't worry about his amazing expertise. She just enjoyed it. He probed her mouth with his tongue, and she gurgled with excitement and creamed helplessly, the molten liquid dribbling down the crease of her ass. Her stiff nipples poked against the boy's chest, and his swollen cock throbbed against her belly.

She knew she should feel terrible guilt about making love with her own son, but all she felt was hot excitement and unstoppable lust. She was starved for sex, starved for a male body, and nothing was going to stop her from getting what she needed, not even the dreaded word incest. She clung hungrily to Jeff, darting her tongue over his, till they finally came up for air.

"Mom," he groaned, "I wanta fuck you so bad."

There was no point in postponing what had to happen. She knew she was going to fuck her son, and it would be silly to be coy and shy about it. Blushing only a little, Janet rolled away from him, onto her back. She bent her nice long legs and spread them wide. Jeff gawked at her moist pink slit and its fine fringe of dark curls.

Then Janet held out her arms, and her son gave a lusty growl and crawled over to her. He let himself down on her, shivering with excitement, and began hammering his rigid cock against the slippery wet flesh of her pussy. He kept missing the mark and moaning with frustration. Janet reached down, took his cock, and inserted it into the steaming slick tunnel of her cunt. She let go, and he eagerly pushed into her.

"Ohhhhhhh, honey, yesssss," she moaned. He pushed to her womb in one greedy thrust, then began to fuck her hard and fast. His need was urgent, and so was hers. Neither of them wanted to be slow or gentle. As he hammered his meat into her, Janet clung to him, digging her nails into his shoulders fucking right back at him, their hips moving in unison.

"Yes, baby, that's good," she panted, "do it to me real hard, as hard as you can."

Jeff realized that his mother's lust was as hot as his own. There was no danger of hurting her by fucking her too hard. She wanted it that way. She wanted a real pounding. Her jerking hips signaled the rough tempo she craved, and Jeff gave her what she wanted, pistoning his stiff boner into her with lightning speed.

"Is that good, Mom?" he moaned, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Is that the way you want it?"

"Ohhhh, yes, honey, I love that," Janet sobbed, "you're fucking me so good."

She realized that just last night she'd been moaning those words to Russ, her fiance. He'd only been out of town one day, and already she was fucking somebody else – her own son. Well, it was too late to do anything about it. Her lust had to be taken care of, and Russ wasn't there to do it. She forgot about him as she rocketed toward the orgasm she craved.

He'd fucked his stepmother many, many times, and it had always been a lot of fun, but never as exciting as this. Fucking his very own mother had an added kick to it. And Janet was a lot more horny and passionate than Lisa. Lisa liked to fuck, for sure, butt half her motive was revenge. Or she was just plain bored. She used Jeff and he used her.

But there was more than using involved now. His mother was the most sexy and gorgeous woman he'd ever seen, and she excited hell out of him. His excitement was reaching fever pitch as he hammered his cock in her red-hot juicy fuck tunnel. He could feel her molten cream drenching his prick each time he thrust into her, and she was sobbing her pleasure, letting him know just how much she loved his fucking. To the horny boy she seemed a thousand times more passionate than Lisa.