Kathy Andrews - My peeping mom

"Would you like some cold lemonade, Pam?" Janice heard herself ask.

She was amazed at the thoughts inside her mind, thoughts she had never had before. And if she had, she always shoved them away, not wanting to dwell upon such thoughts.

"I'd love it," Pam said.

Janice was surprised to find her hand in Pam's as they entered the house. Pam's hand seemed hot, not sweaty, but simply hot. There was an aura radiating from Pam, that she had not sensed before. It was an aura that clung to them both, binding them, leading them.

Pam sat on the couch as Janice entered the kitchen and filled a tall glass with ice cubes, then poured fresh lemonade. Her cunt was bubbling so hotly that she had to press her fist against it and lean against the counter until some unexpected tremors passed.

Carrying the glass in a shaking hand, she returned to the living room.

"Is Bobby home?" Pam asked when she took the glass.

"No," Janice replied, struggling to control her voice. "He's out someplace."

"Me you nervous?" Pam asked, flashing eyes staring at Janice. "You're shaking and you seem nervous. What do you have to be nervous about?"

Janice remained standing, clasping her hands before her. She could not rid herself of the image she and her son had seen the night before, of Frank and this exquisite girl knowing, perhaps, that she and Bobby had watched. Her eyes fell to Pam's slender thighs, moved up them to the crotch of those tight shorts again. But Pam was sitting down, and she couldn't see the sweetness of those puffy cunt lips outlined.

Her legs shook, and Janice jumped, startled, when she felt Pam reach out and touch her thigh. The girl was gazing up at her, sparkling eyes smoldering, her moist mouth parted slightly. Janice saw the pink tongue, that wicked tongue that had licked her father's dripping cock the night before, move out and run slowly over those lips.

The throb in Janice's cunt became intense, but she didn't dare press her hand into her crotch with Pam sitting there.

A small gasp erupted from Janice when she felt Pam move her hand in a caressing motion along her thigh. She felt the fingertips moved along the leg of her shorts. Janice sucked in a loud breath, then gazed hotly into Pam's smoldering eyes. The lemonade was on the floor, forgotten.

As if in a dream-like trance, Janice slipped to her knees in front of Pam. They continued to gaze into each other's eyes as Janice placed her hands on Pam's dimpled knees. She felt the heat of those pretty knees burn into her palm, and her tits rose and fell as the excitement increased. Pam, too, was breathing faster, her tits swelling out against the thin material of her cotton blouse.

Janice moved her hands, sliding them along the outside surfaces of those creamy smooth thighs. She moved her hands up and down, feeling and touching as Pam sat there, that pleased, almost knowing smile on her sweet face, her eyes glowing with pleasure and anticipation.

Still without speaking, Pam flung her knees apart. With her slender thighs wide, she scooted her ass forward on the edge of the couch. The tight crotch of her shorts revealed those puffy cunt lips again, molding them to perfection. Janice stared into the girl's crotch, and her own cunt began to steam more than ever. She drew her hands over Pam's smooth and tanned thighs, caressing the sensitive inner surfaces, watching her fingers move closer and closer to that tight crotch.

She felt the girl trembling under her hands, but it was not the trembling of fear; it was the shivering, goose-bumpy trembling of eager anticipation.

Janice could hardly believe she was doing this. She could hardly believe she was running her hands up and down the satiny surfaces of Pam's inner thighs, stroking and feeling, kneeling there in this lewd way. But her cunt was burning with a fire that guided her, forced her onward. The images she had been witnessing through the window each night aided in increasing her desire.

"Ohhhhh!" Janice suddenly moaned.

Her face darted down and forward, pressing her lips tightly against Pam's crotch. Her mouth was wide open, and her tongue lapped furiously against the tight shorts.

"Oooooh, I like that!" Pam mewled, and Janice felt the girl wiggle her cunt tighter into her face.

The smooth inner thighs pressed against Janice's face, hot and arousing. She moved her hands up those thighs, under them, then closed upon Pam's tight ass, lifting that precious crotch.

But licking Pam's cunt through those shorts was not at all satisfying.

The shorts buttoned in front, and through a hazy vision, Janice saw the girl pulling at them with fumbling, eager fingers.

"I wanna take my shorts off!" Pam whimpered in a hot voice. "I wanna take them off! I wanna get licked… oh, I love to be licked!"

Janice helped draw the shorts down, her eyes burning on every inch of exposed skin. She saw the pink slit of Pam's cunt as she pulled at the shorts, bringing them down. As Pam shoved them from her feet, she slumped her cute ass over the edge of the cushion, her knees wide apart. Janice gazed with hungry desire at that sugary cunt she had only seen from a distance until now. Her tongue ran over her moist lips, and she was making soft mewling sounds as her fingers traced those gently pulsating cunt lips. She peeled the lips apart and saw the tip of Pam's succulent, glistening clitoris. Rubbing a finger over it, Pam squealed and lifted her crotch into the air.

With an animal-like groan, Janice shot her face directly into that succulent crotch. She opened her lips wide as she closed her mouth upon the tasty cunt. Her tongue flipped about the sensitive clitoris of the wiggling, jerking girl. Again Janice clutched at the ass cheeks, feeling the naked smoothness of them flex in her palms. She began licking her tongue up and down, lapping hard. The taste was exotic to her, sweet and so different than a cock.

Pam's cunt was slippery with seeping juices as Janice twisted her tongue about that swollen, knotted, sensitive clitoris. She pulled it between her lips and sucked harshly, making Pam arch her cunt tighter against her mouth. Janice felt Pam pulling at the back of her head, and when Pam began to grind her cunt furiously into her mouth, Janice shook her ass and felt a deep convulsion inside her cunt. The orgasm amazed her, but not because it was so strong. It amazed her because she had come by licking at this sugary, succulent, young cunt.

Janice thrust her tongue into Pam's cunt, delving deeply and wiggling it about, pressing upon that steamy clitoris, writhing against it. Her chin seemed to be thrust between those hot ass cheeks, resting upon Pam's puckered asshole.

Pam squealed and churned her ass, grinding her hot cunt into Janice's face. She clutched at Janice's head, scissoring her hot, velvety thighs about her face.

"Oooooh, lick my pussy!" Pam pleaded as she ground hard and tight into Janice's mouth. "Oh, I love to have my cunt sucked! Ahhh, make your tongue go deep in my pussy real deep! Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Use your tongue like a cock in my cunt!"

The words coming from Pam bounced about inside Janice's inflamed mind, sending her into a frenzy of tongue fucking action. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could, flipped it about the wet, satiny walls, then swirled it up to her clitoris.

With her ass swaying and twitching, her cunt bubbling with wave after wave of orgasm, Janice sucked and licked at the deliciously young cunt like a woman demented.

Pam was squealing with ecstasy. The convulsions of Pam's orgasm squeezed at her tongue in a wet, tight manner. Janice pumped her tongue in and out swiftly, her hands clutching the bunching cheeks of Pam's sweet ass. She kept her tongue moving swiftly until she felt the spasms slow a bit. Then she slipped her tongue free and worked it up over Pam's distended clitoris, licking at it with harsh strokes.