Peeping with mom

CHAPTER TWO

Teddi fumbled into jacket, jeans and sneakers, not bothering with bra and panties. She'd be talking to Clint in the dark outdoors so it didn't matter how she looked. The important thing was to catch up with him before he met his buddies or his date or whoever he was going to see.

As she hurried out of the house, she scolded herself for not keeping closer tabs on the kid. He'd been going out every night lately and she'd accepted his vague, mumbled explanations about "hanging out" with friends. Now she wanted to know exactly what he was up to. If he could drill a spy hole in her bedroom wall and watch her most intimate behavior, he might be into something really kinky on these evening excursions.

To her surprise, she didn't see Clint anywhere on the street, though he'd left the house only moments before she had. The streetlights revealed nobody. She hurried around the house and into the alley. Far down the alley she spotted her son, moving along briskly.

She just walked after him as fast as she could. Her sneakers made no noise on the asphalt. Clint kept glancing from side to side as he walked, as if he was looking for something.

Puzzled, Teddi kept her distance wanting to know just what he was up to. After several blocks he stopped still.

He turned to face the back of a house, watched for a moment, then quickly scaled the low fence and entered the yard.. Teddi crept quickly closer. Clint had disappeared and she wanted to know where he'd gone. As she approached the house, she stopped and gawked. She was looking into a brightly lit bedroom where someone had neglected to pull the shades.

She took a quick peek over the fence and saw Clint right below, sitting there on the grass, leaning back against the fence, arms folded. He was waiting for something. Teddi moved back a littie, into the darkest shadows of the alley, and waited, too. She was more and more puzzled by her son's behavior and she just had to find out what it was all about She could have her talk with him later. Right now she just had to know what he'd been doing at night.

Abruptly a young couple entered the bedroom. They were laughing and chattering away. Teddi recognized them from the wedding announcements in the local newspapers. They hadn't been married more than a week. In fact they were just back from their honeymoon and getting settled into their first rented house.

They moved into an embrace, kissing hotly, and the young husband cupped his wife's shapely

ass and pulled her hard against him. Teddi blushed hotly. It wasn't really right of her to be watching their private moments. On the other hand, she felt oddly excited, and she really didn't want to stop looking. She rationalized that she was there to find out what Clint was up to.

But that was becoming rather obvious. The young couple went on kissing and caressing, and Clint didn't leave. Clint was there to watch. Her son a Peeping Tom? Teddi could hardly believe it, yet all the evidence pointed to it.

She remembered how he'd strolled down the alley looking from right to left till he'd found a lighted uncurtained room to look into. He'd gotten settled comfortably for the show. He knew exactly what he was doing. Teddi wanted to grab him and shake him, but any movement or sound night be detected by the young couple. It would be so embarrassing to be caught peeping.

Because that's what Teddi was doing, too- peeping. She found herself excited and fascinated as the pair broke off their lingering steamy tongue-kiss and began to undress. She knew it was wicked of her to watch, but then, what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them. She was way overdue for some excitement, that was for sure.

She froze as the husband paused in his undressing

and walked over to: the window. Had he spotted her or Clint? No, he was just opening the window to let in some fresh air. He opened it pretty wide and now Clint and Teddi could hear what the couple were saying as well as watch everything they did.

"How can you be horny, Greg?" the young wife was giggling. "My gosh, we've gotten it on every night since the wedding."

"Gee, Angie, I didn't know you minded," Greg chuckled. "What's the matter, getting tired of fucking?"

"Not by a long shot, buster," Angie leered. "The last one in bed is a rotten egg."

"You're on," Greg laughed.

They started flinging their clothes in every direction. Greg, a lean, dark-haired six-footer, was doing great till he had trouble with his shoelaces. Angie, a petite blond with cute little high-riding tits, practically tripped getting out of her bikini panties, then dived for the bed and landed on it with a loud creak of springs.

Greg wrenched his shoe off, without untying it and jumped up on the bed beside her. "Wait make out with a rotten egg?" he leered.

"Sure, I'm not particular," Angie laughed, reaching for his cock.

Teddi stifled an envious moan. It had been a week and more since she'd curled her eager fingers around Jim's fat rock-hard prick. She

ached to touch it right now. Angie playfully pumped her husband's cock, swiftly working it into full thickness and stiffness. Greg watched her, his eyes glazing over with hot lust.

"Lady, if you don't watch out, I'm gonna cram that thing into your hot cunt" he growled.

"Oh, goodie!" Angie grinned. "But do you mind if I suck it first?"

"I guess I can live through it," he laughed. She pushed him onto his back. His handsome cock stood up rigid and bulging with blue veins, the head swollen and purple. Angie crouched low beside him, fisting and pumping the thick base of his cock. She shot out her wet pink tongue and began to lick the bulbous head of his cock.

Teddi heard another sigh, closer by, and realized that it came from Clint. No doubt he was aching to be in Greg's place just then, with a cute girl hungrily licking his cock head. Teddi couldn't blame him. On the other hand, he had no business spying on the couple, and neither did she.

A proper mother would have leaned over the fence, grabbed Clint by the ear, hauled him home, and tanned his ass. But Teddi made no move to do it. She was afraid of being caught, for one thing, and to be caught peeping would have created a terrible scandal in this little town.

The other reason was, she just couldn't bear to stop looking.

It was wicked, it was naughty, but she found that watching others make love was turning her on like crazy. Even though she'd just masturbated and gotten herself off powerfully, she was horny again, achingly horny, as she watched Angie licking Greg's cock. Her pussy burned with need, and thick cream poured uncontrollably from her cunt soaking into her jeans.

She watched in an agony of lust as Angie coated every inch of her husband's cock with hot spit, leaving it engorged and glistening. Then the blonde began drilling the stiff tip of her tongue right into his piss hole, reaming out his tasty hot cream. That really aroused Teddi. She adored eating Jim's cock juice, and it had been far too long since she'd tasted it.

"Mmmmm, uuummmmm," Angie gurgled "I love the taste of your cock, honey."

Greg leered up at her and said, "I know how you can get a lot more of that cream, baby."

"Oh!" Angie said, faking innocence. "How?"

"Just take it in your mouth and suck on it," he answered, "and I'll fill your mouth with the stuff."

"Mmmmmm, sounds good," Angie grinned. But it was obvious from what happened next that she'd sucked Greg off before. She didn't

hesitate, and she wasn't awkward. She firmly fisted the fat hairy base of his dick, holding the lustily weaving monster in place. Then she opened her lips as wide as she could and started sliding them down his rigid cock. Greg snorted with lust and shivered happily.

"That's it, sugar," he panted. "Take the whole thing, suck it."

Angie certainly tried, but she couldn't quite get his whole cock in her mouth. She managed about half of it, and she pumped the rest in her hot eager fist. She caved in her cheeks and stared to suck, and the wet obscene noises could be heard clearly out in the alley. There was another big sigh from Clint.

Teddi was practically moaning herself as she watched. It must have been two weeks or more since she'd had a chance to go down on Jim and gobble his come. She was drooling as she thought about it. She envied Angie so much. Angie's husband wasn't away on some long haul. He was right there in bed where she needed him, and he wasn't in any rush to leave.

So often Teddi's private moments with Jim had been spoiled because he was in a hurry to leave on another job or because he was exhausted from the last one. Jim was a good provider, and they had a lovely home but was it worth the damage to their sex life? Right now Teddi didn't think so. She'd have given up the

home, the extra car, the gadgets, if only she and Jim could have all the time they wanted for love-making.

"Mmmmmmmm, uuummmmm," Angie moaned as she suctioned the hot cream out of her husband's cock.

"Yeah, baby, go for it," Greg moaned.

She started sucking slowly and sensuously, but as her lust grew, she sucked faster and louder on his throbbing boner. Greg's face reflected the change of pace. He got more and more flushed and his features contorted into a lusty grimace, his teeth flashing. He lay there panting and groaning as his cute blonde wife sucked hungrily on his meat and gobbled his cream.

The lewd sucking sound was driving Teddi wild, and she knew from the sighs of longing on the other side of the fence that Clint was getting insanely horny, too. She was pretty sure Clint was a virgin. He'd never had a date before and now these every-night excursions of his were revealed as solo trips. No wonder he was envious of Greg.

Clint was a handsome kid, a blond hunk like his dad, but he was a little on the shy side. That was why he hadn't started dating yet. But he'd get there, Teddi knew. His boiling hominess would propel him into it. And right now he was getting a fantastic sex education. He'd have

quite a repertoire of techniques by the time he started taking girls out.

He'd sure know all about cock-sucking. Angie wasn't leaving out a thing as she noisily and hungrily sucked Greg's thick blue-veined cock. She coated the granite column with her hot spit and suctioned every drop of cream from his piss hole. She fisted his big hairy balls with her free hand and gave them a sensuous massage as she sucked. Greg was groaning and snorting with excitement.

"Baby, you're gonna get a mouthful in just a second," he said hoarsely.

"Mmmmm-hmmmmm!" Angie responded. She sucked even faster, blonde curls flying, head bobbing up and down furiously. Greg's face got totally red with lust and he closed his eyes tightly, conscious of nothing but the hot sensations he was getting from her sucking mouth. He dug his nails into the bed and groaned steadily. There was a softer groaning from Clint as he watched with lust and envy.

"Unnnhhhh, Christ, you're gonna get it," Greg gasped.

Angie went into high gear, sucking his cock as fast as she could, soaking it with hot spit. Teddi heard a zipper being opened, and she peeked over the fence to see Clint hauling out his stiff cock to pump it. He was taking a terrible risk, she thought, but there was nothing she

could do about it just then. Any movement, and she might be caught, too.

"Awwwww, fuck, baby, eat my come!" Greg suddenly roared.

Teddi whimpered with envy as she watched Angie's cheeks balloon with her husband's boiling load of jizz. Angie let it collect, savoring the hot salty flavor, till it was spurting from the corners of her lips. Then she gulped down the sizzling come, and Greg filled her mouth again. He pumped load after load of the thick liquid into her mouth and throat.

"Mmmmmm, uuummmm!" she moaned as she gobbled it.

"Awwww, yeah, honey, eat it!" he cried.

Teddi knew the crotch of her jeans was soaked with her helpless creaming, and she wished now that she'd taken time to put on panties. But if she'd done that, she realized, she would have lost Clint in the darkness and wouldn't have discovered how he was spending his evenings. Teddi wasn't sure whether that was good or bad.

The mystery was solved, but now she was faced with what to do. Should she punish the boy, take him to a shrink, say nothing and hope the phase would pass? She just didn't know, and meanwhile she was in danger of getting hooked on peeping. She felt wildly aroused, and she could understand why Clint just couldn't resist

playing with himself as he watched.

She took another quick peek over the low fence and saw that Clint was watching the lighted room avidly and pumping steadily on his swollen prick. He certainly had no idea that his mother was standing right behind him. Teddi moved back into the darker shadows. Angie was just releasing Greg's spit-soaked cock from her mouth and licking her lips to get the last delicious drops of his come.

"Fantastic, honey," Greg sighed. "Now it's time I gave you a little reward."

He rolled toward her and eased her onto her back. Angie eagerly bent her knees and spread her legs wide open. Greg crawled between them and slithered forward on his belly till his flushed face was just inches from her glistening pink pussyslit. His tongue darted out, raking sensuously up and down her swollen pussy, and she whimpered and clawed the bed.

"Unnnnhhhhh, yesssss," she cried, "lick my pussy, Greg, lick it all over."

Clint's breathing was getting so heavy, Teddi was almost afraid it would be heard inside the house. But most of the time Angie and Greg were making their own excited noises that drowned out Clint's sounds. Now Greg was lashing his greedy tongue up and down his wife's tangy-tasting pussy, while she moaned and squealed and whimpered with delight.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, I love that," she gurgled. "Don't ever stop."

Teddi barely stifled a horny whimper. Of all the things she and Jim did in bed, nothing was more exquisite feeling to her than having her pussy licked. Jim was damned good at it, too. Pussy was his favorite evening snack and he never seemed to get tired of driving her to ecstasy. She sure could have used his stiff expert tongue right now!

But there was nothing available to relieve her lust except her own fingers. She thought about playing with herself like Clint was doing. It was an insane risk to take. What would Jim say if he came home to find his wife and son arrested for peeping and playing with themselves in public? On the other hand, Greg and Angie weren't likely to look their way. They were too busy with their own little party to be looking out the window.

Greg's stiff tongue fucked faster and faster over Angie's lust-inflamed cunt slit, and the faster he ate her, the more wildly aroused she got. Teddi couldn't stand it. She was aching for some hot loving herself, and it just killed her to see somebody else getting it instead of her. She quickly unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down inside them, touching the soft warm fur of her bush.

She eased one stiff finger inside the fur and

felt the slick scorching-hot flesh of her pussy. She tried not to moan with relief as she began to rub the swollen throbbing nub of her clit. It felt great. That stiff rubbing gave her little sparks of pleasure and made her cream all over her stroking finger. Yes, this was much better than just standing there feeling horny.

She'd have to be awfully careful, though. She didn't dare cry out when she came, like she usually did. She went on happily stroking her erect joy button as she watched Greg tongue lashing his wife's pussy. Angie was jerking her hips at him now, trying to shove her clit against his tongue.

"Honey," she whimpered, "get me off, please. I'll go crazy if I don't come."

You and me both, lady, Teddi thought.

Greg responded quickly, shoving his hands under Angie's pert little ass, holding her writhing body in place. He jammed his lips down on her clit and began sucking her off. She screamed and arched her body sharply, shoving her clit hard against his mouth. The loud obscene sounds of his sucking were clear in the alley, driving Teddi to a fever pitch of need.

Jim always made those lewd snorting and slurping noises when he sucked her pussy and they always added to her wild arousal. They were having the same effect now, even though the man wasn't Jim and it wasn't Teddi's hot

pussy that wasn't getting the attention Teddi grasped her own throbbing clit between her thumb and index finger and began to knead it, pretending her fingers were Jim's greedily sucking lips.

"Ooooo, yes, baby, suck meeeee," she breathed.

Then she reminded herself that she absolutely must keep quiet. She didn't want the young couple to catch her, and she didn't want Clint to know she'd followed him and joined in his peeping. She massaged her clit steadily and gritted her teeth to keep from making any sounds. All the noise she could hear now was being made by Angie.

"Ohhhhh, Greg, baby, suck meeeee," she wailed, "I'm gonna come real quick, unnhhh."

Greg's head was bobbing furiously as he sucked her slippery clit. She had her eyes screwed tightly shut and she was clawing the bed: as she hurtled toward orgasm. Teddi knew all about that hot, breathless excitement. She'd felt it when Jim sucked her to the very brink of climax, giving her so much pleasure that she didn't think she could take any more. If only Jim were with her right now!

She watched in lust and envy, frantically kneading her clit, as Greg took Angie over the top. His fast loud sucking triggered her climax and she gasped and went rigid for a second as

the first delicious thunderbolt of hot pleasure ripped through her. Then she screamed in ecstasy and her petite body began to buck and convulse:

"Ohhhh, honey, you did it, I'm coming, unnnhhhhhh!" she howled, soaking Greg's face with a molten flood of cunt-juice.

Teddi gave her clit a long firm squeeze and felt a violent orgasm welling out of the exploding nub. She sank to her knees and convulsed, pressing her knuckles to her mouth to keep from screaming with ecstasy. Come cream boiled from her pussy and sizzled down her thighs. From behind the fence she heard Angie's wails of pleasure, punctuated by horny grunts as Clint jacked himself off.

Clint? She'd almost forgotten about him as she brought herself off. Dizzily she crawled over to the fence and peeked over it, just in time to see her handsome teenaged son shooting thick wads of come into the air. Some of the glistening globs were caught in the streaming light from the house and Teddi froze, positive that Angie and Greg would notice.

"Awwww, shit, awwwww," Clint softly groaned.

To Teddi's relief, the young couple didn't see or hear him. Angie still had her eyes tightly closed as she moaned and climaxed, and Greg's flushed face was buried in her smoking gash.

Finally she went still, and he raised his cream soaked face and grinned at her. Angie had a big satisfied smile on her rosy-checked face as they locked glances.

"Mmmmm, honey, you're the greatest," she grinned.

"Do I deserve a treat?" Greg leered.

"You sure do," she said. "Just name it."

"How about rolling over for me?" he said, rising to his knees and showing her his stiff drooling cock.

Angie eyed his hard-on and licked her lips. Teddi felt her own lust rushing back, even though she'd just climaxed violently. That was what she really needed and craved right now, a thick hard cock to ream and cream her neglected cunt. She'd have given anything to trade places with Angie.

No chance of that, however. Angie was already rolling into the doggie position, shoving her cute little ass in Greg's direction as she crouched on her hands and knees. Greg grinned broadly as he knelt behind her and plugged the fat purple head of his cock into her moist and steaming cunt mouth.

"Ooooo, yes, baby, shove that big thing into me," Angie squealed, clawing the bed.

Stretching her delicate cunt lips wide, Greg pushed into her, easing his thick prick deeper and deeper into her velvety hot cunt hole. Angie

gurgled with delight and thick hot cream spurted out around his cock and ran down her legs. Teddi could have screamed with lust and envy. She ached to feel Jim's massive prick invading her cunt and throbbing deep inside her.

There was more harsh excited breathing from Clint, too. As a virgin he was probably wondering just how it felt inside a girl's cunt, just what Greg was experiencing as he sheathed his cockmeat in his wife's juicy pussy hole. It was safe to bet that Clint was getting another hard-on, just as Teddi's pussy was flaming with need again.

"Ooooo, shit, ooooo," Angie squealed.

Greg was pistoning his cock in and out of her cunt, doing it to her fast and urgently. His flat belly slapped rhythmically against her ass and her petite body shuddered with the impact of his fucking. But she wasn't complaining about his roughness. She seemed to love it. The faster and harder he fucked her, the more she squealed and moaned.

"I love it, Greg, honey, don't ever stop fucking me," she sobbed.

Teddi fought the urge to play with herself again. Nothing could replace what she really needed tonight. She needed her man, and she needed his iron-hard cock pounding in her cunt. Sadly she zipped up her jeans and ignored the ache in her pussy, an ache she couldn't ease

alone.

She fought her blazing lust as Greg fucked Angie toward a body-blasting climax. The littie blonde whimpered as the first delicious shockwave shook her, then broke into sustained hoarse moans. A second later Greg was yelling with lust and blasting his load.

"Oooooo, Greg, whaahhhhhh!" Angie screamed.

"Ahhhhhh, fuckin' Christ, aaagggghhhhh!" Teddi saw more glistening wads of jism shooting up from the other side of the fence; a sign that Clint was getting himself off yet again he was tireless. She sure could use a lover like that, she thought dryly, somebody who could fuck her till all her frustration was gone, all her stored-up lust satisfied.