David Crane: Family Peepers

Virginia curled gracefully onto the couch. Pretending to be looking at the television, she drew one leg up, her knee bent. She squirmed around, as if getting comfortable, and managed to slide the hem of her negligee higher over her lush hips, as if by accident.

Jimmy gaped at her, unable to conceal his fascination. His eyes bunged, his jaw dropped open wide and beads of sweat dotted his brow.

The way she was sitting, with one knee raised, Jimmy could look right up her nightie! He could see her bushy cunt mound and, in the shadows, glimpse a flash of pink pussy lips. The boy's head spun. So much blood had rushed into the building of his enormous hard-on that his brain was starved for oxygen.

Virginia sneaked a sideways glance at her son and smiled as she noted his reaction to her display. Still feigning an interest in the television, she wriggled around a bit. She arched her back, thrusting her stiff-tipped tits out. Jimmy's eyes shifted to her tits for a moment, then dropped back onto her creamy crotch.

Why was his mom's cunt all wet?

His prick was pounding and pumping wildly. The magazine vibrated in his lap. He placed his hand on it to stop the motion and felt his prick jump vigorously. He was afraid he was going to cream his jeans. How embarrassing that would be, with his mom in the room!

Virginia scratched lightly at the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, raising the hem of her negligee a bit higher in the process. She was really enjoying this situation, thrilled at how much she was turning Jimmy on. Her pussy rippled, as if the boy were caressing her with his gaze. More pearly cunt juice oozed from her fuck-slot.

Now Virginia was as desperate to get her rocks off as her son was!

Jimmy was trapped in his chair by the prominence of his hard-on, and Virginia felt as if her body were glued to the couch by her soaking cunt. She watched his prick pound under the magazine and her pussy rippled as spasms of pure lust rushed through her loins.

She had known that it would be exciting to flash her pussy to her son, but she hadn't expected it to make her this fucking horny! If she sat there much longer, she knew that she was going to cream, that her steaming cunt was going to just melt all by itself.

Virginia figured that it had gone on long enough. She simply had to leave the room now, both to relieve herself and to give the horny teenager a chance to jerk off. She got up slowly. She could hear her cunt squash between her thighs and wondered if Jimmy, too, had heard that moist sound. Her legs felt limp as she moved towards the doorway, and her cunt was like a smoldering ember in her crotch. She wouldn't have been surprised if her pussy had suddenly ignited, bursting into flames, except, of course, that her creamy pussy was much too wet to burn!

With her lovely ass swinging sensually, Virginia left the room with her son staring after her, looking stunned. She paused in the hallway, breathing heavily. Her face was radiant with arousal, her body glowing in the dim light. She was amazed by her own fiery passion. She didn't think that she had ever been so hot before, not even on that memorable evening when, as a teenager, she had sucked off the whole basketball team, one right after the other.

She started towards the stairs, then paused again.

It dawned on her that maybe Jimmy was going to pump his prick right there in the living room.

She smiled with trembling lips.

She had given the boy a stimulating sight, now it was her turn to enjoy a performance!

As soon as his mother had left the room, Jimmy took the magazine off his lap and began to rub his throbbing cock and balls through his jeans. He thought that he should go up to his bedroom and jerk off behind a locked door, but his prick was so heavy that the thought of lugging it, unemptied, up the stairs was distasteful. His iron-hard prick was already jammed uncomfortably in his jeans and he figured it would be downright painful to try to walk that way. His cock was pushing the front of his jeans out like a tent and his balls were swollen so massively that his legs were almost bowed around them.

He decided to jack off right there in the comfort of the easy chair.

There was the risk that his mother might return and catch him at it, but that element of danger only added another dimension to the thrill.

Somehow, he didn't think that she would be surprised, or that she would disapprove. It almost seemed as if she had deliberately flaunted her voluptuous body and exposed her pussy. It was shocking to think that his mom would do such a naughty thing, and exciting. He knew that she was a horny woman because he had often heard her wailing and moaning in the marital bed, and this wouldn't be the first time that Jimmy had thought about his sexy mother while he pounded his prick to a frazzle.

He closed his eyes, summoning up a vision of her bushy, soaking pussy.

He rubbed his cock through his jeans add cupped his balls, squeezing them gently. He was so hot that he could feel the thick jism slashing around inside those swollen balls.

He drew the zipper of his fly down. His cock shot out of the opening like a guided missile, standing high over his belly. Jimmy refastened the waistband and his fly spread open in a wide wedge. He reached in and hauled his balls out. He stared down at his prick, amazed by how huge and hard it had become. Jimmy was fascinated by his own hard-on.

But not as fascinated as his mother.

Virginia had sneaked back to the living room door and carefully peered around the corner, just in time to see her son haul his prick out. Her green eyes flared and she had to stifle a moan of desire.

Virginia simply adored big pricks, and Jimmy's cock was a fucking masterpiece! His balls looked huge jammed between his lean thighs and, rising from his loins, the stalk of his cock was long and thick and rock hard. Dark, pulsing veins writhed up the underside of his cockshaft and spread out under his mushroom-shaped knob. That massive slab of cockmeat was deep purple, glossy and shiny and throbbing. His pisshole was parted and a few drops of frothy pre-cum had oozed out and trickled down the cock-knob, like lashings of whipped cream on a plum.

Not touching himself yet, the horny teenager moved his ass and hips, humping up from the chair and thrusting his prick up over his belly.

His cockshaft was so long that the knob was standing nearly as high as his breastbone. A creamy ribbon of pre-cum slithered down the slope of his purple slab and ran down his cockrod, tracing the pulsing vein.

His cockmeat was slimy with his cum seepage, and it was a mouthwatering sight. Virginia began to drool as she stared at his hard-on.

She felt as if her eyeballs were going to melt from the fiery intensity of her gaze.

Her cunt rippled and flowed and her clit flared. The woman felt as if her loins were hollow, a void abhorred by her nature. Oh, how she would have loved to have her son's gigantic cock thundering up her fuck-hole!

Wild, incestuous desires raced through her fevered mind and her fiery body responded. Her nipples shot out like rockets ready to be launched and a tide of pussy cream filled her slot. Her clit felt like it was being pulled right out of her cunt as it swelled and expanded. Her tongue slowly slid back and forth across her lower lip, flicking like the tail of a hungry cat that was staring at a feast. She felt dizzy with fuck-lust, not knowing which end of her voluptuous body was hornier, her steaming cunt hole or her ravenous mouth. Those two holes seemed interchangeable. Her tongue was tingling as much as her clit and her mouth was drooling as heavily as her pussy was flowing. Even her trim little asshole was rippling with longing for a load of cock.

Virginia reached down and cupped one open hand over her cunt slot, holding herself as if she were trying to keep her creamy juices from escaping, to contain her passion. She sank very slowly down to the floor, kneeling over her hand. She began to fondle her explosive tit tips with the other hand, pulling and rolling the taut nuggets.