Kathy Andrews - Peeping tom mom

The doctor came.

Thick, creamy come juice gushed from the piss hole of his cock, flying almost a foot into the air, then arching back to splash directly into his belly button. Sandra raced her lips and tongue up his squirting cock, but he spurted once more, this time spattering her face. Then Sandra had her lips around the head of his cock, her cheeks sinking inward, then ballooning out, sucking in a frenzy, taking his spewing come juice into her mouth.

Peggy's cunt convulsed again with a very strong, very hot orgasm. She moaned loudly before she could stop the sound, and her son pressed his cock hard against her palm. Her tongue ran over her lips as though she were jealous of what Sandra had in her mouth, jealous of the sweet, thick come juice flooding her throat.

She became aware that her son was twisting his hips, rubbing his cock hard into her hand. There was an increase in the throbbing. She felt the writhing of his prick through his pants. Wetness soaked through and onto her palm, and she realized her son had came, too. He had come off in his pants.

They stayed a bit longer, both fascinated, to watch Sandra remove her lips from the doctor's cock, flick her tongue over the piss hole, then started licking away the come juice on his stomach. The scene they had just witnessed had created a flurry of erotic sensations within Peggy, and she knew how much her son had enjoyed it. The evidence of that was the mess in his pants.

They watched Sandra crawl up and rest beside the man, her naked body pressed against his. They kissed and fondled each other, talking. The doctor lit up a cigarette, sharing it with Sandra. Even without being hard, the man's cock seemed to remain thick and long. His prick fascinated Peggy, just as Sandra's pretty cunt seemed to fascinate Jeff.

Finally Peggy pulled at his hand, and they went back to the sidewalk. Both were emotionally drained, holding hands as they started back home. They didn't talk. Yet both Peggy and Jeff were aware that something had changed between them this night. Peggy did not mention feeling his cock through his pants, nor did Jeff comment on it.

Peggy realized she was excited.

She had suppressed her natural erotic nature for too many years, and now it was bubbling from her. Seeing the things she had seen the past two nights was creating a storm of erotic feelings.

She had never been one to sit back and observe when it came to fucking. But then she had never been anywhere near someone else fucking, until now. Peggy was – or had been – a participant in sex. She had never so much as thought about watching others fucking and sucking. If she had, it must have been so brief she could not remember it. She did, though, fantasize. All people did that, didn't they? Only in her fantasies, she was being fucked, sucking on a cock, or having her cunt licked. Her fantasies never consisted of being an outsider, an observer while others received all the pleasure.

Now, though, she could understand the raging desires of some people to watch others. She had found the pleasure of peeking in, secretly watching people fuck and suck them selves to orgasms. Jeff had introduced her to this secret kind of pleasure. Not exactly introduced her to it, but showed her the enjoyment to be found in it. Following him that night had shown her.

And now she and her son went out together at night to peek into windows.

For a week they went out, usually leaving the house about eleven, and they always found something going on. Sometimes it wasn't much; perhaps some man jacking off or a lonely woman feeling herself up. During the week, they managed to watch a man and woman fucking once, and it had not been all that exciting. He simply climbed between the woman's legs and fucked her, nothing more. It was, all in all, a disappointing week for them.

Until she discovered Jeff trying to look under her dress.

Neither of them had mentioned her pressing against his cock, feeling him come off. It was as though they were ashamed to mention it, afraid something would happen they could not halt.

One morning Peggy had awakened feeling someone looking at her. It had been one of the hottest nights yet, and she had kicked the sheet from her body during the night. For some reason, she had slept in her panties, so actually she was not all that naked. Before she moved at all, she slitted her eyes and saw Jeff looking in at her. For a moment she almost grabbed for the sheet, but decided instantly it didn't matter. He could see her tits, but not her cunt, so it was all right.

Later that day, she found her son watching her, his eyes burning hotly, and Peggy felt as if her son could see through her clothing or that he was undressing her. At first she was uncomfortable, but then found it pleasant to have him look at her that way.

She had not touched his cock since watching Sandra and the young doctor, either, but she felt that her son wanted her to. It was nothing he said, but he was close to her a lot lately.

Peggy had seen Sandra since that exciting night. She had seen her one morning turning on the lawn sprinklers and had chatted with her. Sandra seemed no different than always, friendly and cheerful. Peggy found out her husband was out of the state, that he would be gone for the next two weeks, and that Sandra actually missed him.

"In a way, Peggy," Sandra said, "you're sort of lucky. You don't have to miss a husband. I wish he would quit that damned job and get something so he could be home with me."

Peggy thought she might be lucky in that sense, but she missed the steady diet of a hard cock. She didn't however say this to Sandra. She wondered what Sandra would say if Peggy told her she knew all about the doctor. But Peggy had no desire to embarrass her friend.

Sandra was perhaps twenty-six, a very beautiful woman. She usually wore shorts and some skimpy halter on the hot summer days, and the pair she wore that day was so brief, the half-moons of her pretty ass were showing. Peggy often admired women who could dress in such an exposed manner, but could never bring herself to do so. It wasn't that her body was anything to hide; hers was as beautiful as Sandra's any day.

Jeff came out as Peggy stood talking to Sandra, and Sandra greeted him, mussing his hair. "You're getting to be quite a big guy, aren't you, Jeff," Sandra said. "Peggy, you're going to have to watch this kid. The girls are going to be after him in a year or two."

Peggy smiled affectionately at her son, putting an arm around him. "Not my boy," Peggy laughed. "He's going to stay with his mother forever, aren't you, darling?"

"You bet, Mom," Jeff replied, wrapping his arm about her waist, but glancing at Sandra's thighs. "I won't ever leave you."

Sandra laughed. "That's what you think. Some cute little girl is going to wiggle her behind at you one of these days, and you'll forget mamma pretty damn quick, believe me."

"Never," Jeff said, firmly squeezing his mother's waist, then dropping his hand.

Peggy gasped softly. Jeff had placed his hand on her ass, giving her a fast squeeze, then jerking his hand away. It happened so fast, Peggy wasn't sure it happened at all.

"If you were a few years older, Jeff," Sandra said, winking, "I'd take you away from your mother fast. Come to think of it, I just might try it anyway."

Sandra turned around, looking at Jeff over her shoulder as she wiggled her half-exposed ass. Jeff's eyes became huge and his mouth opened.

Sandra laughed. "See what I mean, honey?"

"Oh, stop teasing him, Sandra," Peggy said, but she wasn't angry. She knew her son was imagining Sandra naked again, sucking on the doctor's cock and balls. "It's cruel to tease a guy that way."

"Who's teasing?" Sandra giggled, and Peggy saw the woman's eyes rake over the front of Jeff pants. "I mean every bit of it."