Brian Laver - Hot to trot mother

He was too excited to even consider that his mother might see him peeking in at her. But he wouldn't have been able to resist anyhow.

To get at the window, Ted had to crawl through some bushes that were growing beside the house. Those bushes would help hide him though, he thought.

Careful not to rustle the bushes, he crept to the window. He could already see the pink tile of the bathroom wall. Yes, be would have a clear view. And his mother was going to be taking a bath right in front of him!

Ted had to get up on his tip-toes to see what was going on in the bathroom. And although he was wildly impassioned, he wasn't expecting the sight that met his eyes.

Rose was naked all right. She was standing at the sink, looking into the mirror. But Ted didn't expect to see her grabbing her tits as she was.

Ted moaned generally as lust overwhelmed him. He couldn't imagine why his mother was holding her tits. But it was a sight that he would never forget. He could see her creamy tit-flesh oozing through her fingers as she squeezed her jugs.

And Ted's eyes took in the rest of Rose's slender body too. He could see the beautiful curve of her high ass. And from his vantage point, he could just make out the crack that split her round ass.

If Ted hadn't been so concerned with her body, he might have noticed the passionate expression on his mother's face. That would have given him a clue to what she was up to. But in his youthful innocence he never imagined that his mother would play with herself.

When Rose began lifting her jugs and rolling them around on her chest, though, Ted began to suspect that she was enjoying herself.

But it was only when she began sliding a hand down her belly to her cunt that Ted caught on.

"She's going to jerk off," he told himself in amazement.

This was more than Ted had bargained for. And he felt as though be might faint from outrageous lust.

But he steadied himself. Putting one hand on the side of the house and opening his mouth to take deep breaths, Ted pulled himself together.

Rose ran her fingers through her cunt hairs. Ted couldn't see her cunt from where he was, but he did see how his mother thrust her hips forward. And he could see where her hand was. There was no doubt that she was holding her cunt. And Ted wondered if she had a finger in it.

When she began to shake, though, the boy was pretty sure that his mother was finger fucking her cunt.

"How, shit!" he whispered in delirious passion.

Without even realizing what he was doing. Ted pulled his throbbing cock from his pants. This was the perfect scene to watch while jerking off and he wasn't about to miss the chance.

By the time Rose's ass and tits were wobbling and shimmering with her masturbatory movements, Ted was sliding his fist back and forth on his prick.

He didn't know a woman's ass and tits could move as Rose's were now. And the faster she moved her arm in front of her, the more her tits and ass shimmered. Her ass already looked like a bowl of cream with an electric beater in it. Her tits were shaking like jello.

Ted saw his mother throw her head back. He could see by her posture that she was experiencing genuine lust. But Ted was dying to get a view of her cunt.

"Turn around, turn around, turn around," he began whispering as though he could influence his mother's movements.

And maybe Ted's words did influence her. Or maybe Rose was getting too excited to stand up any longer. In any case, she staggered to the toilet and sat down. Now she was facing the window and Ted.

With her finger still, up her pussy and one hand still gripping one tit, Rose continued jerking off.

Ted watched his mother in this new position with renewed lust. Between his mother's spread legs, the boy could see the bottoms of her ass and her twat. But most of her cunt was hidden by her hand as she continued rubbing herself off.

Rose was obviously in rapture. Her face was contorted with lust. And her arm was working surprisingly hard on her pussy. She was squeezing one tit so tightly her fingers were almost invisible as they sunk into the soft flesh. The other tit was wobbling with her gyrations.

"O-o-o-o-o," the masturbating woman moaned loud enough to be heard on the other side of the window.

That was all Ted could take without spilling his jism. So just as Rose let out another wanton moan, his cock began firing gobs of jism. Even though Ted had come several times that day, including one climax with Jean's hand wound his prick, this orgasm was super.

Even when Ted was out of ammunition and his mother had pulled her fingers from her cunt, the boy remained at the window. He wasn't going to miss one second of his mother's naked body.

He watched as she turned off the water in the tub, tested the water temperature with her toes, and climbed in. And he got some very interesting views.

He could tell that the water was very hot, for Rose lowered herself into it slowly. She paused as her cunt hit the hot water.

When she was comfortable in the tub, Ted couldn't see anything but his mother's head leaning back on the rim of the tub. But he still couldn't tear himself away from the window. After all, she would have to get out of the tub eventually.

The potatoes were forgotten as Rose's body totally captured Ted's mind.

And Ted wasn't sorry he stayed. Watching his mother rubbing her pink body with a towel was almost as exciting as watching her jerking off.

And Ted managed to squeeze another orgasm from his sore prick.

When his mother left the bathroom, Ted scrambled from the bushes and went into the house.

He found the water boiling, but the potatoes were still unpeeled.

"What have you been doing all this time?" Rose asked as she came into the kitchen and found her son just beginning to peel the potatoes.

Ted thought he had been caught until he realized that his mother was only asking the most logical question. He couldn't say anything though. His throat was still constricted from his excitement.

"Well, dinner's going to be a little late," Rose said. "I hope you're not too hungry."

He wasn't. Actually, after what he'd been through that day, Ted could have climbed into bed and gone to sleep.

"See you. And I want to see you tonight."

Ted could imagine what his mother wanted to see Jim about. But he didn't even have to imagine after listening a few seconds longer.

"That's right," Rose said. "So why do I have to say it? All right, if it's so important: I want to get fucked!"

Ted's eyebrows shot up when he heard his mother say that. He thought only kids talked like that. At least he'd never heard any grown-ups using that sort of language.

"Ha, ha," Rose laughed. "Okay. I want to suck you off. There, how's that, you pervert? Really, Jim, I never knew you liked obscene phone calls so much."

The rest of the conversation was dull. Rose said she would be ready by eight. Then she hung up. But Ted had heard enough that he had to rush to his room and jerk off again. It seemed that if his mother could get fucked, he should be able to too.

"I'm going out with Jim tonight," Rose told Ted at dinner. "Are you going to stay home?"

Ted had no place to go, but he refused to tell his mother that he was going to stay home alone while she was out having a good time.

"I might go to the movie at the Strand," he said. "The Strand? They always show those movies that you are too young to see," Rose said.

She was right. And having his mother remind him of that was enough to stiffen Ted's prick yet again.

A few minutes after eight the doorbell rang. "Answer that, will you?" Rose called from her room.

Ted let Jim in. And although Jim liked Ted, Ted refusal to talk to him. Jim wouldn't have guessed that Ted was jealous, but he was.