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Subject: Incest story "Photo" Chapter 4
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Photo - Chapter IV
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by Caesar
The house next his own had been the scene of two
episodes of delight, and Rod was determined to
repeat the pleasure yet again. This time, he
changed his tactics and on the next Saturday
afternoon watched in expectant anticipation as Mr.
Wilson left the house, Pam having left hours ago.
Stealthily crossing the yard and quickly entering
the house, Rod quickly made his way up to the
kitchen and the back of the house.
He had planned at length to see Mrs. Wilson's curvy
naked body again, and even brought several rolls of
film in case the situation presented itself. Rod
could hear music in the front room, slow romantic
dribble that he didn't much care for. As he had
saw an hour ago, Mrs. Wilson was alone and had
dressed nicely before carefully moving about her
house to clean and close the outside world. This
shut off Rod's view from his parents bathroom and
knew that her actions anticipated his own.
Yet when he slowly looked around the corner, from
the kitchen, into the large well decorated living
room. He wasn't prepared for what he saw. The
sight, at first sickened him, then rapidly excited
his senses. He knew his instincts were correct,
that Mrs. Wilson was "entertaining".
Wearing only stockings, garters and heels, white,
Mrs. Wilson was slow dancing with another woman. A
fully naked woman. They were passionately kissing,
tongues busy moving about the others mouth. The
naked woman's hands were cupping the shapely
buttocks of Mrs. Wilson. While his neighbour had
one hand on the others ass, the other was placed
between them cupping a full breast. As they moved
slowly to the beat of the music, they turned so the
dim light allowed a better sight of the naked
woman's face. It was Rod's mother.
Rod turned from the scene and backed up into the
kitchen, his stomach queasy, his heart rapidly
pounding in his chest. The sight of his mother and
Mrs. Wilson would not retreat from his mind's eye.
In fact every detail of his quick vision was held
within his imagination. Something pulled him from
his lagethary and returned him to the living room
door. He brought his camera up.
He captured their passionate dance, and the
grinding of their sex against each other. His
mother was breathing loud, easily heard over the
gentle music. Rod was sure to capture a few
pictures of his mothers incensed face as she
enjoyed the encounter with the neighbour. Zooming
in, Rod was able to get a close up view of his
mothers body, realizing she was not as pretty as
Mrs. Wilson, but was much more attractive than her
son had imagined. Possibly due to her habit of
wearing conservative clothing and styles.
A smell drifted to Rod's nose, and he instinctively
knew it as the scent of a woman's passions. And
his mother was becoming "wild", and obviously
enjoyed the bottom and stocking clad legs of the
older younger woman. Mrs. Wilson backed his mother
up against the wall and slide a hand gently down
between her legs, cupping the thick fur. Rod's
mother began to grind herself against that hand,
while the younger woman moved her lips to his
mothers wide dark hard nipples. She sucked roughly
while the sloppy sounds of her hand work was heard
across the room to the busy young man.
Rod went through three rolls of film in very little
time, not realizing the ramifications of his, or
his mothers, actions. Only realizing that his
mother was cheating upon his father, something that
could send the large man into a violent frenzy if
he ever found out. For the first time he wondered
if his parents often had made love, and if so what
they did.
His contemplation and another quick change of film
caused him to miss the movements of the two
sexually thrilled women in the living room. When
his lens again returned, he saw that his mother was
kneeling upon the huge couch, her bottom raised and
pointed towards her female lover. Mrs. Wilson was
kissing and fondling the pale skin continuously.
The camera captured every inch of his mothers
bottom, even the sight of the shadowed region deep
into her ass crack.
Mrs. Wilson stood up straight and with a smile and
little hesitation, brought her open hand down upon
his mothers bottom. The caused the older woman to
jump in surprise and delight, while leaving a large
red mark upon those round white globes, his mother
having squealed loudly that reverberated about the
house. He half expected his mom to stop their
neighbour as she again spanked the raised bottom,
but realised she was enjoying this. The spankings
lasted for several long minutes and Rod almost
forgot to take pictures, so excited and surprised
at this sight.
As quickly as it had begun, the spanking ended.
Mrs. Wilson knelt behind his mother and lowered her
open lips to his mothers pulsating wet flowered
open vagina. As soon as the woman's tongue touched
the dark pink inner lips, his mother began to
buckle and spasm as a incredible orgasm hit her.
With tired movements and desire, Rod's mother
turned about on the large couch, her legs widely
and wantonly spread. Mrs. Wilson moved upon her,
and pressed her sex into the others. The wet
sloppy sounds echoed about the room, as well as the
moans of delight and words of passion as Mrs.
Wilson ground herself to orgasm. While the teens
mother lay lovingly and happily below her.
Rod's camera captured the abundant amount of liquid
coating both attractive set of thighs, and the two
hairy pussies as they worked together. The lens
zoomed in, and he clicked again and again.
Something distracted him, or his senses warned him,
as he moved the camera back up to his mothers
raised face.
Her happy and sweaty pleased face disappeared as
her eyes looked directly into the lens. It was
obvious from her look, and the speed that she
turned white, that she saw her son taking her
adulteress escapades. Rod lowered the camera and
looked, without the aid of a zoom, directly into
his mothers shocked face. The seconds ticked away,
as Mrs. Wilson, unaware of the newest development,
continued to agitate herself against her lesbian
lover. Time froze until the squeals of orgasm
resounded about the room as the younger woman
reached orgasm.
Rod finally realized what had transpired in the
room, and began to back up, his eyes still looking
into his mothers. Mrs. Wilson was talking quietly
to his mother, and to his surprise, she answered
while taking her eyes from him. The two women
cuddled comfortably as Rod finally left the house,
running all the way to his school. Not anxious to
return home and stand, guiltily before his mother.
He spent the next several hours developing and
examining the pictures he had taken.
continued...
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