Nick Eastwood - Peeping naughty mom

Jeff chose his very favorite position. He stretched out on his back, his swollen cock standing at right angles to his flat belly. Janet's eyes blazed with lust as she studied his cream-oozing prick. She quickly crawled over to him and straddled him, bringing the juice slick mouth of her cunt down to touch the purple knob of his cock-head. Jeff gave a snort of lust and crammed his meat into her.

He began to fuck her in steady hard strokes, and she closed her eyes and let the hot pleasure carry her away. She wondered if she'd ever make up for all those lost years. It didn't look like she would. She couldn't get enough fucking, couldn't come often enough, to satisfy that stored-up need. But it was a good thing she had a tireless teenage boy to help her out.

This was Jeff's favorite position to fuck in because of the view. There were so many exciting things to watch. He could observe his own cock in action, pistoning up and down between his mother's wide-stretched pussy lips, forcing out her thick pearly cream. Or he could watch her magnificent big tits swinging and bouncing with the impact of his fucking.

Perhaps the most exciting view of all was Janet's face. He could study her every reaction to their love making. Right now her pretty features were all contorted in a lusty grimace, her white teeth flashing. She had her eyes closed tight, blotting out everything but the pleasure he was giving her. Each deep hard thrust of his cock made her moan and cream.

"Ohhhhh, honey, it's so good," she cried, "fuck me forever, don't ever stop."

It gave Jeff a real feeling of power to be able to drive a mature woman wild with ecstasy, especially when that woman was his own lovely mother. As his excitement rose, he fucked her faster and faster, making her whole body shudder and quiver with the impact. Already he knew that the faster and harder he fucked her, the more aroused she got.

Soon he felt her cunt begin to tighten around his deep-fucking cock, a sure sign that she was about to come. Just before she got off, she'd contract her cuntal tube to make even more hot friction, and that seemed to send her right into orbit. Jeff was deeply tempted to come along with her this time, yet he wanted to go on and on fucking her. It was a hell of a decision.

"Unnnhhhhh, yes, just a little more," Janet moaned.

Jeff held her firm little waist and hammered his meat into her, giving her blast after blast of hot pleasure. Just like her son, Janet was torn between two desires. She was aching to come, yet she wanted to prolong her pleasure, to go on and on feeling Jeff's rock-hard cock pounding in her famished pussy hole. But finally she couldn't contain her pleasure any longer, and the decision was made for her.

By now she'd lost track of how many times she'd come since she woke up. She just seemed to be having climax after climax. She must have needed them desperately, because they came so easily, so effortlessly. All her pent-up lusts from ten years back were demanding satisfaction. As she bucked and writhed and came, she soaked her son's prick with her molten juice.

Jeff groaned with excitement but didn't come. There was one more position he wanted to fuck his mother in, a kinky method Lisa had taught him. He waited till Janet finally went limp, then eased her off the rigid impalement of his tireless teenage prick. Janet followed dizzily as he led her off the bed and over in front of the big dresser mirror.

"Just rest your hands here, Mom, like this," he grinned, setting her hands on the dresser.

Janet was still in kind of a daze from her last climax, and she let him do whatever he wanted with her. He eased her legs open, then pressed up against her from behind, holding her around the waist. She was watching in the mirror, and she saw his stiff cock gliding between her thighs and lodging in the molten wet pit of her cunt mouth. The thick blue veined column of meat began to slide into her body, and she watched with lust-glazed eyes.

She caught sight of Jeff's face in the mirror. He was also watching his cock as he pushed slowly into her, then glancing at her face to see how she was reacting. She couldn't do anything about that flushed and lust-contorted expression she was wearing. They both watched the hot cream drip from her furfringed cuntal opening. She moaned in bliss as his cock touched her womb.

"I'm coming with you this time, Mom," he said hoarsely.

Then he began to fuck her like a stallion, pulling out all stops. In the mirror Janet watched, and she had a dizzy impression of her body shuddering with the impact of his furious fucking, her big breasts swinging heavily back and forth. His hammering prick reamed the hot juice from her twat, and it poured down her inner thighs. The whole effect was wickedly arousing.

"Take it, Mom, take my cock," Jeff groaned.

"Yes, baby, give it to me," Janet whimpered.

Watching themselves in the mirror was driving both of them wild, and they couldn't hold off the violent mutual orgasm that soon ripped through their bodies. Janet had one last glimpse of her songs rigid cock plowing into her cunt, and then she screwed her eyes tightly shut and began to come. A split-second later she felt the first hot sting of Jeff's jism.

Janet saw nothing for long delicious moments as her body spasmed. Then she opened her eyes and saw her son's creamy jizz pouring out of her cunt and down her legs. It was an outrageously incestuous picture, yet all she could do was smile. She felt sexually satisfied for the first time in years.

The terrific fucking Jeff had given her that morning left Janet feeling satisfied and content for many hours. Yet it didn't surprise her when she started feeling horny again as the day drew to a close. She had so much lust to take care of, after all. She finished loading the dishwasher with the dinner dishes, then went to look for Jeff.

She expected to find him parked in front of the TV set, but be was nowhere in sight. She found the bathroom door open, the room dark. There wasn't any light coming from under his bedroom door, either, yet she sensed somehow that he was in there. Was he all right?

"Jeff, are you in there?" she called.

"Yeah, just a second," he answered, his voice sounding hoarse and lusty. "Don't come in yet."

Janet couldn't help grinning. It sounded very much as if she'd caught the boy jacking off. He was even more horny than she'd dreamed. He must have known they'd be making love again tonight, yet he couldn't wait. Janet just hoped she'd caught him before he finished. She could really use a good stiff cock right now. Her pussy boiled and creamed as she thought about the hard eager fucking her son could give her.

She waited impatiently, rubbing her thighs together in a hopeless attempt to ease the burning need in her slit. Jeff seemed to be taking forever to let her into his bedroom. Finally he opened the door, holding his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. She nodded, puzzled. Her eyes darted to his crotch, and she was delighted to see that he still had a big fat hard-on.

But why did she have to be quiet? And why hadn't he turned on the lights in his room? He took her hand now and guided her inside and closed the door. She couldn't see a thing. He was leading her over to the half-open window. He had her kneeled in front of it, then joined her. Janet glanced out the window, blinked, and gasped.

"Ssshhh, Mom, don't spoil the show," he whispered.

The house next door was only about twenty feet away, and Janet found herself looking into a bedroom. The room was lit, the curtains open, the window only half shut. A young couple were standing in the room half undressed, kissing and pawing each other. To Janet it was like having a front-row seat at an X-rated movie. She turned to Jeff with a shocked look on her face.