Mom peeps on the neighbors

CHAPTER SEVEN

Susan wasn't sure how she would keep her promise.

There was no way she could just walk up to Mary and say: "I want you to fuck my son."

For one thing, it would embarrass her even if not Mary. And for another thing, she wasn't sure that it was what Mary wanted.

Susan didn't know how to go about it. She had told her son she would get Mary for him, in a moment of passion, and now she didn't know if she would be able to keep her promise. Mary might misunderstand, too, and think it was Susan who was interested in her.

That would be very embarrassing to Susan, if Mary thought she was making a pass at her.

It was two days before something happened that gave Susan the opportunity she needed.

She had been out, and Bobby was off someplace alone for the first time in months. As she came into the apartment building toward the stairs leading to her apartment, she found Mary sitting halfway up the stairs. Mary was on a level with Susan's head as she stood at the bottom.

The girl grinned and said: "I locked myself out, and the manager isn't around."

"Isn't it hot up there on the stairs?" Susan said.

"Very, but at least I can sit down."

Susan started up, then stopped. Mary had been sitting there with her knees together, her skirt smoothed over them. But when Susan put her foot on the bottom step, Mary suddenly opened her knees. Susan found herself staring between those wide knees, at the smooth, inviting surfaces of Mary's thighs, and the blonde triangle of cunt hair there. Susan froze where she was, one foot on the step, the other on the floor. She stared directly into Mary's cunt, and her tongue moved over her lips with out her being aware of it.

But Mary was aware of it. Her eyes gleamed and she moved her own tongue over her full lips, and the significance of it dawned on Susan.

Still looking at Mary's cunt, Susan found herself saying: "You never wear panties, do you?"

"They're too hot," Mary said, her voice very low and seductive.

"I know," Susan said, and she started up the stairs. As she stopped around Mary, she felt a light touch on her lower leg.

"Why don't you sit with me a while, Susan?" Mary said. "We've been greeting each other for months, but never get to know each other."

"I… well, a little while," Susan said, siting one step above Mary.

Mary turned so she could face Susan, her smile somewhat mysterious, but exciting to Susan. Susan held her knees tightly together, knowing this was an opportunity for her, yet not knowing how to approach the subject.

"You're a very beautiful woman, Susan," Mary said. "I've thought so since I first saw you."

Susan wanted to thank the girl, but found her voice wouldn't work. There was a strange pulsation between her thighs, and she felt her cunt becoming moist. She gazed into Mary's hot eyes and, as the girl began to stroke her lower leg with light fingers, the tingling of her cunt became more pronounced. She shivered, and it was not lost on Mary.

Without talking, they looked into each other's eyes and Mary continued to run her hand up and down Susan's leg. When Susan felt that hot hand on her knee, she made no effort to push it away. Susan knew now that it wasn't only men this exquisitely beautiful girl was interested in. It gave her a strange feeling, but one of pleasure, a hot, bubbling sort of pleasure, all centered in and around her cunt.

"So beautiful," Mary whispered, and she slipped her fingers between Susan's knees. "You're so soft, Susan, so very soft. Your skin feels like velvet."

Susan found she could hardly breathe, liking that hand pressed between her knees. She licked her lips and kept looking into Mary's eyes. Those eyes glowed, burning with desire.

Susan found she wanted that hand deeper under her skirt, wanted to feel the soft heat of it on her thighs. As if reading what was in her eyes, Mary inched her hand past Susan's knees, her fingertips stroking the woman's thigh. Mary turned a bit more and moved her other hand to a knee. Gently, she pried Susan's knees apart and gazed between them with a hot bold look. Susan's cunt twitched. She felt the crotch of her panties becoming moist, her tits rising and falling with increasing excitement.

"Nice, very nice," Mary murmured, stroking higher and higher as she gazed between Susan's creamy legs. "Why do you wear panties in this heat, Susan? You'd feel so much cooler without them."

Susan didn't reply; she couldn't reply. She knew very well what Mary was up to, and she was becoming more and more receptive. When Mary pressed her knees farther apart, she didn't try to fight it.

"You're wet, Susan," Mary murmured in a throaty voice. "I can see how wet you are now."

Susan felt a hot hand slide up her thigh, then it was stroking about the tight crotch of her panties, the tip of one finger sliding up and down the puffy slit of her cunt. As Mary leaned forward and pressed her hot, moist lips against one knee, Susan gasped, the sound coming out in obvious desire.

"You feel so hot here," Mary said in a thick whisper as she dragged her finger up and down Susan's crotch. "So hot and wet. I love it when a woman is wet, Susan."

Susan looked about, making sure no one could see them, and then she opened her thighs as wide as she could, a soft mewl coming from her. Mary cupped her cunt and pressed, and kissed her knee again.

"Let's… Mary, let's don't… not here," Susan said, shoving at Mary's hand. "Let's go to… come with me."

They stepped into the coolness of Susan's apartment. As the door closed, Mary was suddenly pressing against Susan, her thrusting tits smashing into Susan's larger tits.

Before Susan could protest – and she didn't want to protest – Mary's lips were on hers, smashing, writhing, kissing with openmouthed wetness. Slightly shocked by her easy acceptance of Mary, Susan found she was melting against the girl, unable to resist. There was something pleasant about those wet lips against hers, about that darting, wicked tongue that was snaking into her mouth.

Mary was moaning softly as she kissed Susan hungrily. Susan felt the girl's hands sliding up and down her back, and she held onto Mary's slim waist. As Mary shoved her crotch close and began to grind her pussy against Susan, Susan responded with more excitement than she had suspected she would.

Both became suddenly frantic, Susan not thinking, but doing. Even as Mary began to clutch at the cheeks of her ass to pull her tighter, Susan's hands were curling around the tight cheeks of Mary's ass, and she was moaning into the girl's mouth.

Susan began lifting Mary's dress, anxious to get her hands on naked flesh. She found the backs of Mary's thighs hot to the touch, and when she curled her fingers about the naked cheeks of that tight ass, she whimpered into Mary's mouth. Susan was not even aware that her own dress had been pulled up until she felt her bare thighs against Mary, the heat of their flesh mingling. She felt those golden-blonde cunt hairs pressing against her crotch. Mary rolled her panties down. Her mind was reeling with the erotic sensations this exquisite girl was producing within her heated body.

She was kissing Mary as hotly as the girl was kissing her, their tongues sliding and probing and licking, their lips sucking, teeth nipping. Each squealed and mewled, sighed and burbled, their hands caressing smooth flesh in a frenzy of boiling fuck-lust.

Susan found herself looking down at Mary, who was on the floor, her skirt bunched about her waist and those long creamy legs wide apart, her blonde-haired cunt beckoning. With shaking legs, Susan stepped over Mary's head and went to her knees, feeling the girl's hot hands sliding up her thighs, scooting her skirt to her waist. Facing Mary's feet, Susan leaned over, bracing herself with her hands feeling about her ass, between her hot thighs, brushing through the thick curls of her cunt, touching lightly at the pulsating lips and tingling clit. When Mary began to pull at her hips, bringing her cunt down toward her face, Susan eagerly helped. She drew her knees toward her waist, pressing them against Mary's body. As that hot, wet tongue moved about her cunt, Susan sobbed with ecstasy. She peered into Mary's cunt, licking her lips, seeing the swollen and inflamed clit. The blonde-haired cunt lips were twitching, and moisture seeped wetly. Mary was twisting her hips slowly, moaning as her tongue moved about Susan's clit, twirling and lapping it. As she licked with those teasing, feathery touches, Mary's hands were in constant motion, feeling Susan's rounded, spreading ass cheeks, her fingers moving up and down the hot inner asscrack.

Susan shook with pleasure, thrilled by the wet, eager tongue running about her cunt lips, and lapping at her clit. She felt Mary's tongue between the cheeks of her ass, groaned with delight as it slipped across her tightly clenched asshole. Finally, Mary's tongue darted into Susan's cunt.

"Oooooo!" Susan wailed, feeling Mary's tongue spearing into her pussy. "Ohhhh!"

Gripping the cheeks of Susan's ass tightly, Mary thrust her tongue in and out of Susan's cunt, licking and making soft, hot, whimpering sounds, sounds that revealed her ecstasy at eating this hairy cunt.

Susan, still braced with her hands on each side of Mary's hips, gazed between those long thighs. The golden hairs of Mary's cunt seemed inviting to her, and the throbbing of her clit attracted her mouth. With her naked ass shaking, Susan began to grind her cunt into Mary's sucking, tongue-thrusting mouth, sobbing as her ecstasy grew within her heated body. She felt the girl's hot breathing, felt her nose almost in her asshole, the breath warming her tender flesh. She felt Mary's lips sucking at her cunt even as that delightful tongue fucked in a frenzy, diving into her tight, wet cunt time and again. Susan started humping her cunt up and down, working her hips, fucking her pussy onto the rigid tongue of Mary. She groaned and wailed softly, squirming and smearing her pussy against the eager mouth of the girl.

Lowering her face, Susan kissed just above the golden curls of Mary's cunt. She slipped her tongue out and traced the tip along the soft triangle of cunt hair. She inhaled the heady heat of Mary's cunt as her tongue slipped along one puffy cunt lip. She lapped almost daintily at the girl's soft, sensitive inner thighs, drew her tongue up the other side of that boiling pussy. She shoved her face down lower and kissed at the soft, yet tight, flesh where Mary's ass cheeks met her thighs. She licked her tongue along the crease there, then drew it again up the side of one twitching cunt lip. She ran her tongue through the thick pussy hair, moving her hands beneath the wiggling cheeks of the girl's ass, cupping them, holding them, squeezing them. She lifted her head once more, looking at the succulent cunt below. Mary's cunt glistened wetly, beautifully, enticingly.

Pursing her lips, Susan pressed them upon Mary's cunt the way she would a mouth, kissing that sweetness. As her lips touched Mary's cunt, her mind exploded with ecstasy. She opened her lips now, placing them over those puffy cunt lips, kissing hotly as her fingers dug into the sweet flesh of Mary's ass.

With Susan's mouth on her cunt, Mary began to suck and lick and tongue-fuck harder and with more vigor. She fucked her tongue deeply into Susan's cunt, lapping it about the velvety cunt walls, soft sounds of delight bubbling from her mouth. Mary's breathing increased, and the faster she breathed, the hotter it felt against Susan's asshole and sensitive inner ass checks.

Susan squirmed her cunt into Mary's face, and drew the puffy, wet cunt lips of the girl into her mouth, sucking them as her tongue fluttered about the pussy silt. As Mary arched her cunt against Susan's face, Susan mewled and sucked the throbbing clit into her mouth. She sucked hard as her tongue fucked about the tip, making Mary twist and pump up and down, grinding her blonde-haired cunt against Susan's face. Susan plunged her tongue into Mary's cunt, tasting the sugary delight of it. Her tongue ran deep, very deep, feeling those pussy lips close around her tongue, feeling the contractions of them.

It seemed to Susan that Mary's tongue and lips were everywhere in her crotch… up her cunt, sucking at her distended clit, licking the inner heat of her ass, over her puckering asshole… everywhere. The more Mary sucked and licked at her pussy, the more frantic Susan became. She sucked hard at the wet lips of Mary's cunt, her tongue eagerly, hungrily, going after those sweet cunt juices. Her tongue slipped and slid about the girl's tasty cunt, her lips sucking. Susan swallowed often as her mouth became filled with those syrupy pussy juices, and her mind was reeling with the perverse thing she was doing. Her tongue returned time and again to thrust as deep as it would go into Mary's tight, searingly hot cunt. And while she sucked and licked and ate, she pounded her own cunt against Mary's hungry mouth, shaking her hips and closing her knees tightly. She clung to Mary's bouncing ass, thrilled to feel those hot, smooth inner thighs scissoring and thrashing about her face.

The way Mary arched and twisted, grinding her boiling cunt into Susan's face, served to inflame the older woman until she was sucking and eating the blonde-haired cunt with a starving frenzy. Already, Susan was boiling with orgasms, her cunt contracting about the girl's stabbing tongue, her stomach rippling as the series of shattering orgasms flowed through her like some wild, raging river. Loud groans came from both of them. Susan sucked frantically at Mary's cunt, finding the contracting pussy lips and throbbing clit a pleasure to have in her mouth. She fucked her tongue in and out of the convulsing cunt of the thrashing girl beneath her face, her hands clawing at the tight ass cheeks, lifting Mary's ass to grind her mouth harder yet into that seeping cunt.

With a final explosion, Susan smashed her pussy into Mary's face, pulling her tongue free of the hairy cunt and arching her neck, her head high, and she wailed with mindless ecstasy.

Susan was on her stomach, spread out on the carpet, not knowing how she got there. Her skirt was still bunched at her waist, and she dug her fingers into the floor. Her legs were spread out wide, and Mary was leaning over her, running her tongue about the creamy checks of her ass, leaving wet trails all over them, then up and down the backs of her thighs, searing her flesh as it had never been seared before.

She felt relaxed, yet there was that heat between her thighs, still. She shivered, her ass rippling and quivering. "Ohhhh, Mary," Susan whimpered. "Oh, that's… oh, God, Mary!"

Mary said nothing. Her tongue continued to lick about the creamy, swelling checks of Susan's ass, her hands feeling and caressing. Turning her head a bit, Susan saw the girl was on her knees at her hips, her skirt up, exposing a few inches of tantalizing thigh. Susan wanted to feel that thigh flesh, but she felt so relaxed and lazy, she didn't want to move. She wanted to lie there, feel that sweet tongue licking her ass and thighs.

She clenched her ass cheeks when she felt Mary dragging her wet tongue up and down the crack. It was not to prevent the tongue from slipping into the crack of her ass, but on reflex, because it felt so good. She felt Mary's hands pulling her ass cheeks apart, and then the wet heat of her tongue was lapping in a dainty way upon her puckered asshole. Mary's tongue licked along her sensitive inner ass cheeks, circled her asshole, then licked at it again. Susan's flesh rippled and tingled, and her ass squirmed against Mary's face.

"Ooooooo, Mary!" Susan whimpered as she felt the tongue fucking into her asshole. "Ohhhh, Mary, Mary!"

The tongue worked in and out, fucking Susan up her ass. Susan wiggled her ass higher.

"Oh, God!" Susan wailed as that wicked tongue fucked in and out of her asshole. The difference between Mary's tongue and her son's was so subtle, it was indistinct to Susan. "Oooooo, Mary! Oh, God! Oh, God!"

Susan felt a hand move from an ass cheek now that she was arching up. It slipped between her thighs and began to fondle her cunt. As one finger fucked her pussy, another seemed to be pressing upon her clit. The finger and tongue plunged at the same time, and Susan wiggled with ecstasy.

"You're going to make me come again, Mary!" Susan whimpered with a thick voice. "Ohhhhh, I'm about to come again!"

A muffled moan came from Mary, and her tongue began to race in and out of Susan's squeezing asshole, the finger fucking deep into her cunt. The friction of being tongue-fucked in her asshole and finger-fucked in her cunt was too much for Susan. Despite the number of times she had come against Mary's mouth, Susan screamed as an intense, boiling, rumbling orgasm erupted throughout her whole body. Through the roaring in her head, Susan heard Mary gurgling with delight, and with her blurred vision, saw that Mary was finger fucking herself with a frantic motion, her knees apart, but her tongue was still fucking in and out of her asshole. A sob came from Mary, and Susan saw her body shake, under standing the girl had made herself come, too.

As the women's orgasms began to subside, Mary pulled her tongue from Susan's asshole. But instead of raising her face, she shoved it between Susan's thighs and lapped all about her soaked cunt lips.

When Mary sat up on her heels, her beautiful young face smeared from Susan's cunt, her eyes were glowing in hot delight.

"I knew you'd be this way," Mary said, her voice still filled with passion. "I just knew you'd be so fucking hot, Susan."

Susan was too exhausted to move. She lay on her stomach, her skirt about her waist, legs spread, her pussy still pulsating in a lovely way.

"I've wanted this ever since I saw you," Mary continued in a soft voice. "From the first day I saw you, I wanted to eat you up! I've dreamed about your cunt, your ass, Susan. I was hoping – oh, how I was hoping you'd see me on the patio, and want me as much as I've wanted you."

"But, I don't understand, Mary," Susan said in a lazy voice. "That man and my son. He saw you before I did. Weren't you worried about Bobby? He's so young, you know."

Mary laughed, a low, throaty sound. "Worried about Bobby? Oh, no, Susan. I knew he was looking down at me, and I enjoyed it. It would make me so hot and I knew he loved seeing me. I bet his little cock would get hard. I hoped he would come, just watching me."

"He did," Susan replied, smiling as she remembered that first time when they had watched Mary together. "He did come, all over the place."

"With your help," Mary laughed. "Oh, I saw both of you looking at me, remember. I knew then you were fucking Bobby. Or least playing with his cock."

When Susan looked into Mary's face, she saw those blue eyes gleaming hotly.

"I did jack him off," Susan admitted.

"You haven't fucked him?"

For a moment Susan didn't answer, then she slowly nodded her head. "I guess it doesn't matter if you know, Mary."

"You're right, it doesn't matter," Mary laughed, again in that throaty way. "I think it's beautiful, fucking your son. He's such a handsome young boy."

"Was that man on the patio your boyfriend?" Susan asked.

"Oh, no, not him. I don't have a boyfriend, not really," Mary replied. "But I couldn't seem to get you interested by just being naked and playing with myself. I let that guy pick me up on the condition he fuck me on the patio. He thought I was kinky, but he went along with it. I thought if you saw me fucking, it would turn you on and then we could do this."

"It turned me on," Susan said. "But I had no idea you were trying to attract my attention. I thought it was my son you wanted. What turned me on was seeing you on the stairs a while ago, looking up between your legs."

"I had to do something, Susan," Mary said, caressing the rounded smoothness of Susan's ass. "I was getting desperate for you. So, I took a chance. I didn't really lock myself out of my apartment."

"I didn't think so," Susan laughed. "I knew the manager was home because I waved to him as I passed his office window outside."

"People sure play a lot of games, don't they?" Mary laughed.

She squeezed Susan's naked ass. "I've got get out of here, I guess. I'd love to spend the rest of the evening and all night long with you, but I've got to go, I suppose."

"Why, Mary?"

"Bobby, remember?" Mary slapped Susan's ass playfully. "You wouldn't want him to come in and see us, would you? Maybe we can be together tomorrow. Please, Susan, let's not let this be the only time. I want you too much."