Peeping tom

Tom, the teenage voyeur, peeped inside his neighbor's bedroom window every chance he could. Each time he watched Mrs. Knight dress or undress, he reveled in her nakedness knowing what a slut she was. He had watched her seduce the vacuum salesman and masturbate several times, shoving her large dildos in and out of her juicy pussy as she screamed in ecstasy.

He peered through the window as he slowly stroked his hard-on -- his shorts and underwear down around his knees. As he waited for Connie Knight to come out of her bathroom, he looked down at his swollen cock. He wished Mrs. Knight's hand was wrapped around it instead of his own. His gaze traveled to the side of the house, below the window, where countless orgasms had sprayed his sperm. Since late Spring and early Summer were arid months in the desert where he lived, no rain had fallen to wash it away. Even he was amazed at the copious quantity.

His attention was brought back to the window as Mrs. Knight reentered the bedroom. She stepped through the bathroom door totally naked -- a towel wrapped around her wet hair. Droplets of water lingered on her soft, luscious body; remnants of a soothing morning shower. After removing the towel, Tom watched Connie Knight blow-dry her hair.

Absorbed in the "show", Tom was startled when he heard footsteps nearby. He quickly scrunched behind the bushes and glanced around them. It was his mother!! She was scurrying to their neighbor's house. Tom sighed deeply when he realized the thick bushes kept his presence secret. He figured with his mother visiting, there was no chance of seeing Mrs. Knight masturbate, so he was about to leave.

As he was pulling his clothes back on he heard the doorbell ring and watched Mrs. Knight throw on a short robe and run to answer the door. When Tom finished dressing, he turned to make his escape. However, the sudden movement, after kneeling for such a long time, caused a cramp in his leg. He grabbed it in both hands and began kneading the muscle, biting his lip in order not to utter a sound. The pain subsided, and he was about to leave, when he heard his mother's voice. He peeked through the window and saw his mother sitting on the bed next to the table where Mrs. Knight resumed blow-drying her hair.

"Connie, you have such lovely legs," Tom's mother, Sally, said.

Mrs. Knight put down the hair-blower and turned to face her neighbor. She slowly raised her already short robe until it hovered just below her pussy. Lifting her right foot off the floor, she pointed her toe towards her friend.

"Really? Ya know... I just shaved them. Wanna feel?"

"Please. Oh please, let me."

"Ya know I'll let you. If you're a good little girl, that is. Are you a good little girl?"

To Tom's astonishment, his mother answered in a little girl's voice, "I'm a good girl. You know I am. I always do whatever I'm told... don't I?"

Mrs. Knight raised her leg and pushed her heel against Sally Burke's thighs, coyly pressing her robe against her pussy to keep it covered. Tom's mother obediently parted her legs to make room for her neighbor's foot. Connie placed her heel on the bed and lowered the front part of her foot against the material of Sally's shorts covering her cunt. She wiggled her toes and told her neighbor that she could touch her legs.

Sally gently began stroking the other woman's calf. She trailed her fingertips across Connie's soft skin, slowly moving higher and higher, until she caressed the very sensitive inner thigh. When Connie closed her eyes and moaned, Sally moved her hands still higher until they bumped against Connie's hands still clutching the robe between her legs. All of a sudden Connie opened her eyes and backed away.

"You're a bad girl," she scolded Tom's mother.

"No, no," the adult wailed like a little girl, "I'm good. I'm a good girl."

"You need to be punished."

"Oh no... please Mrs. Knight, don't punish me. I'll be good."

Tom watched through the window -- mesmerized. His mother was acting like a little girl. She spoke like one and now even called her friend "Mrs. Knight", like a child would.

"Connie, show me that you're a good little girl. Show me your titties."

Without hesitation, Mrs. Burke pulled her top over her head and threw it to the floor. She quickly unclasped her bra and tossed it on top of her discarded shirt. She sat naked from the waist up with her hands at her sides -- waiting silently.

Her Peeping Tom son waited breathlessly.

"OK, now take off those shorts."

Connie stood up and slowly opened her shorts and lowered the zipper. Tom thought she was teasing her friend (and he was right). His mother slid the tight garment down her wide hips, exposing her white panties inch by inch. When they cleared her thighs and came upon the narrower part of her legs, Mrs. Burke released the shorts and wiggled her ass -- the garment slid to the floor.

Tom stared at his mother's panty-covered ass and quickly pulled his own clothing off. He grabbed his throbbing cock and began wanking it. After ten or so strokes, he shot a large glob of sperm against the side of the house. His mother stood before him naked, except for her panties, acting like a little girl. He was not ready for what happened next!!

"Suck my toes," Mrs. Knight ordered as she plopped her foot -- toes up -- onto the bed.

The teenager's mother instantly turned and bent over. Tom was now able to see his mother's large breasts dangling from her body. She lowered her face and began licking her friend's foot. Then she opened her mouth and closed her lips over Mrs. Knight's big toe and sucked it like a cock.

"You are a good little girl," Connie said as she leaned over and stroked Sally's hair. "But my toes don't have any flavor. I think you should be rewarded for being so good and get to taste something real nice."

Mrs. Knight yanked her foot from Sally's mouth and told her to stand up. Connie then replaced her friend on the bed, sitting far enough back from the end so that her calf was resting on the mattress with her foot extended beyond the edge.

"Take off those panties, dear," Mrs. Knight ordered.

Sally did not hesitate. She quickly pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Tom was now staring at his mother's bushy cunt.

"Did you get your panties wet, little girl?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, we can't have that, now can we? What if Tommy found them like that?" The teenager stopped in mid-stroke at the sound of his name. "What if your boy found your sticky panties? What do you think he would do?"

"He'd probably smell them and taste them."

"Would you like him to do that? ...to smell your panties? ...to lick them?"

"Oh yes," Tom's mother said dreamily.

"Well, I don't think that's right," Connie scolded. "Clean them up... lick your goo off your panties so your son isn't tempted."

Tom watched in awe as his mother picked up her panties and pulled them apart. She positioned the inside of the panty-crotch at her mouth and began licking her own juices off it.

Her son instantly shot another load of jism against the house.

Up and down Connie went, driving her friend's toe in and out of her pussy. Then she suddenly grabbed Connie's foot and pulled it upwards as she sunk down upon it. Tom watched as his mother closed her eyes and shuddered. He knew she came, and came hard.

After Mrs. Burke recovered, she sheepishly backed away from her friend's foot. The toe glistened with her juices.

"OK dear, now you can suck it again," Mrs. Knight gloated. "It's now flavored... just the way you like it."

Sally dropped to the floor and, once again, gobbled her friend's toe between her lips. This time, Tom noticed, she licked and sucked it more energetically. When it was clean of all her juices, Sally released her mouth-lock on it and, still on her knees, looked up at her friend.

"Good girl. Now you can have your 'Happy Meal'."

Mrs. Knight moved to the edge of the bed and pulled her robe apart. When she spread her legs, Tom's mother crawled between them and dove into the mass of pubic hair. All Tom could see was Mrs. Knight holding onto the back of his mother's head between her splayed legs, but he knew exactly what she was doing. In fact, he actually heard her slurping -- through the open window -- as she licked and sucked her friend's pussy.

After a short time, Mrs. Knight dropped backwards onto the bed and grabbed the sheets within her fists. Looking over her prone body, Tom was now able to see the top of his mother's face above Mrs. Knight's wet pubic hairs. He could tell her mouth was wide open and covering her neighbor's cunt. He assumed correctly that her tongue was very active. All of a sudden Mrs. Knight began thrusting her cunt into Mrs. Burke's mouth, causing her ass to lift off the mattress. Then, with one loud shriek, she came as she pulled on the bed sheet.

Sally leapt onto the bed and pulled Connie's body lengthwise. She then lifted one of Connie's legs and slipped one of hers between her lover's legs. She maneuvered her body upwards until her cunt was pressed snugly against Connie's pussy. Then she began moving her hips rapidly, rubbing her cunt and clit against her friend's.

Tom was able to see where they were joined. It was impossible to tell where one's pubic hair ended and the other's began. Due to the titillation, Connie began thrusting back, smashing their cunts together. It didn't take Sally long to cum, and her orgasm triggered Connie's. They laid panting and twitching, locked together in a very intimate embrace -- pussy to pussy. Tom, of course, unloaded another load of sperm against the wall.

When they finally separated, Connie said, "Come on over tonight... OK?"

"OK."

Tom waited until they dressed. He noticed his mother her put her panties over her very juicy cunt. After his mother returned to their house, he waited for a few minutes and then sneaked back home. When he passed his mother's bedroom on the way to his own, he heard her singing in the shower.

Tom waited in his room until he heard his mother leave the house. He then rushed into her room and retrieved her wet panties from her hamper. He pressed them to his nose and reveled in the pungent fragrance of the mixture of the two women's pussy juices. Without even returning to his room, Tom dropped his shorts and underwear and began jerking off, all the while smelling and licking the wet panties. When he was about to cum, he wrapped the silky panties around his cock and used them to masturbate. When he came, he shot his cum all over his mother's panties. After wiping the excess cum off with the panties, he threw the soiled undergarment into the hamper and returned to his room. He impatiently waited for nightfall.

* * * *

After dinner, Sally announced she was going over to visit with Mrs. Knight. Tom followed after a few minutes and waited below the Knight's bedroom window. His cock was already out and in his hand in anticipation.

Soon, the bedroom light illuminated, followed by the appearance of his mother and Mrs. Knight. Connie Knight was wearing a short summer dress that was held together by a row of buttons down the front. Sally Burke wore what she left her house with -- a pair of shorts and a tank top.

"Go get ready, Hon," Mrs. Knight said pointing to the bathroom. "I've laid everything out for you. Oh, and don't forget to do your hair."

After a while, Sally reentered the bedroom. Tom covered his mouth to hold back his gasp. His mother had gone through a metamorphosis. She had removed all her makeup and tied her hair into pigtails. But that was not all. She wore a red and white cheerleader's outfit with a very short pleated skirt. If not for her large breasts pushing the material of her sweater out, she could have passed for a teenager.

"Very nice, little girl," Mrs. Knight complimented her friend. "Have you been a good little girl and practiced your routines?"

"Oh yes, ma'am," Tom's mother replied in her little girl's voice.

"Good. Let me see what you've learned."

Tom's mother performed several cheerleader moves -- twirling, jumping, kicking her leg in the air, and so on. Her white panties were often exposed as her short cheerleader skirt flew about.

"Tell me, little girl, do you ever get wet during one of your son's game?"

Sally lowered her head and quietly answered, "Yes."

"What causes you to get wet?"

"Watching the boys. I get wet when I watch the basketball players running around in their loose shorts."

"All of them?"

"Well, sort of, but I really like one in particular."

"Really... which one?"

"Tommy Burke."

Tom listened, dumbfounded. What was his mother saying? Did she really get wet watching him play basketball?

"What do you do when you get wet watching your s... um, Tommy?"

"Well it's hard... ya know. All those people around, and all. I get so excited I squeeze my thighs together and, with my hands in my lap, push down on my cunt. But sometimes that's not enough. I put something on my lap, like a pompom, and... ya know... go under my skirt and touch myself."

"You play with your pussy in the middle of a basketball game?" Mrs. Knight exclaimed incredulously.

"Yeah, I have to... I get so hot."

"Show me."

Tom's mother sat on the floor and crossed her legs -- Indian-style. Connie and Tom watched as her hand slowly slipped under her short skirt. Then they saw the material move as her hand obviously was busy between her thighs.

"OK," Mrs. Knight continued, "make believe you're at the basketball game and watching Tommy Burke. You're playing with yourself in front of all those people. What are you thinking?"

"You're still at the game, but you're invisible," Mrs. Knight coached her. "If no one was able to see you, what would you do?"

Sally watched her friend masturbate while her mind visualized the scenario described. She flipped her skirt to her waist and pulled her panties aside with one hand. Two fingers of her other hand dove into her very wet cunt and thrust in and out.

"Oh shit... I'm sooo hot," Sally yelled, dropping her little girl voice for the first time.

"What would you do to Tommy if you could?"

"I'd... aahhh... I'd suck his cock. Oh god... aahh. I'd suck his cock until he came... and I'd let him cum in my mouth. Ahhh... I'd... swallow his cum. Then I'd fuck him!! Oh, I need him so much. I'd fuck his brains out!!"

By now, Sally had straightened her legs and was uncontrollably jamming her fingers in and out of her hot cunt. Connie kneeled at her feet and pulled her panties off. This caused Sally to momentarily stop frigging herself but, as soon as the area was free, her fingers went back inside.

"One of the other cheerleaders can now see you. You are not invisible to her," Connie directed the play. "Watching you has gotten her hot too. She wants to join in."

Mrs. Knight then moved to Sally's head and, lifting her dress, sat on her friend's face. Before she fanned the dress out, covering Sally's head, Tom saw his mother eagerly lick the other woman's pussy.

Then, something completely unexpected happened!!!!

Jerry Knight, Connie's husband, stepped out of the closet -- completely naked. He was sporting a very large erection which he casually stroked. Mrs. Knight held one finger to her lips to make sure he remained very quiet.

"Oh baby, that feels so good," Connie purred as her friend continued to eat her. "Tommy can see us now. He's walking over to us and watching. Does that make you hot... knowing Tommy is watching you have sex with another cheerleader?"

Connie lifted off Sally's face, just slightly, and all heard the muffled, "Yes... my god, yes!"

Connie sat back down on her neighbor's face and continued, "Tommy's taking off his clothes. He's now completely naked. Ooohhh, he has such a big, hard cock. He's masturbating while he watches you make love to another girl. I think he likes it. He's really turned on. Uh, oh... he's coming closer. He's between your legs now. I think he's gonna fuck you. Your Tommy is gonna fuck you."

Jerry Knight knelt between Sally's splayed legs and kissed his wife. Then he moved Sally's hands away and positioned his cock at her pussy and plunged into her very wet cunt in one thrust. Connie raised her dress so that he could see Sally's mouth buried in her hairy pussy. Mr. Knight pulled out and thrust back in. In and out... in and out. He was fucking Tom's mother.

"He's fucking you," Connie said between gasps of pleasure. "Tommy is fucking you. Do you like it? Your Tommy is fucking you. He's fucki...."

Mrs. Knight stopped talking as her body began to shudder. She rubbed her wet cunt more forcefully against her neighbor's face and then came in a very powerful orgasm. When she recovered, she backed up and sat on the floor.

Sally looked up and looked at Mr. Knight's face hovering over her as he rammed his cock in and out of her. Her eyes opened wide, realizing for the first time what was happening.

"OH MY GOD!!! STOP!!!"

But Mr. Knight continued to fuck his neighbor.

"Please stop. Don't do this. I'm married. OH GOD, NO!!! NO!!"

Sally tried to push Mr. Knight off her, but Connie scooted behind her, pulling the back of her head against Connie's belly. Connie then laid her legs over Sally's arms, pinning them to the ground. Sally's upper body was now tilted slightly so she was able to see Mr. Knight better and was able to watch his thick cock slide in and out of her cunt. Connie began squeezing Sally's breasts and tweaking her nipples.

"Enjoy it, Sally. Jerry is going to fuck you whether you want him to or not. Make believe it's your little Tommy. If you like, close your eyes and make believe we're in the gym. You have one of the cheerleader's pussy juice all over your face and she's playing with your tits. Meanwhile, Tommy is lying between your legs and fucking you silly. You are no longer invisible. Everyone in the gym stopped what they were doing and are now watching you. The other cheerleaders jump up and chant, 'Go slut go! Go slut go!' as you are fucked by Tommy."

The visual seemed to have worked. Sally closed her eyes and began fucking her neighbor back. Her hips thrust up to meet his penetrations. Connie continued to play with one of Sally's tits while her other hand snaked down her body until it felt where they were joined. While her husband fucked their neighbor, Connie rubbed Sally's clit.

Sally now moved even faster, her ass bouncing off the floor as she was fucked hard. Her legs wrapped around Jerry's hips, trying to pull him deeper into her loins. With one last erratic bounce, Tom's mother screamed as she came, "Aaaaggghhhhrrhhdgh!!!"

Her orgasm caused her vagina muscles to contract which was all Jerry Knight needed to cum. He thrust into his neighbor as deeply as he could and unloaded his sperm inside her recesses. When he pulled out, Tom saw his white sperm oozing from his mother's open cunt.

Mr. Knight crawled to the side of Sally's head and said, "Suck my cock."

"I can't. I'm married. I can't cheat on my husband," Tom's mother babbled.

"Don't be silly," Connie stated, "you willingly ate my pussy... and, although maybe not at first, you willingly fucked Jerry. I saw you. You fucked him like an animal. So don't tell us you can't cheat on your husband. You already have!"

"OK, maybe you and I did stuff... but that's different. You're a woman. That's not cheating. But with a man... I can't."

"Maybe I'll call Brent on the phone and tell him to come over. How will you explain this?"

"I'll tell him you raped me!!"

"Yeah, dressed like a little girl. Sure he'll believe you. OK, forget about Brent. I think I'll tell Tommy about his mother's fantasies. How she visualizes him naked during a game and plays with herself... how she wants to suck his cock... to fuck him. He's 18 years old... he'll believe me. He'll think of you as a slut... a fuckin' slut."

Tom's mother began weeping and then turned towards her neighbor's slimy cock and opened her mouth. Without hesitation, Jerry shoved it inside. Jerry and Connie -- and Tom -- watched Sally's mouth suck on her neighbor's cock. When her head began moving back and forth, swallowing more and more of his meat, Jerry grabbed the sides of Sally's head and began ramming his hard cock in and out of her mouth.

"Oh yeah," Mr. Knight shouted, "suck my cock. C'mon slut, eat it all. Yeah, like that. I'm fucking your throat, slut. What a mouth ... what a cocksucker. Oh shit... I'm gonna shoot in your mouth. Eat it slut. Eeooowwwaahhhh."

Mr. Knight shot his hot goo into Tom's mother's mouth -- she swallowed every drop.

After they all recovered, Connie said, "That was fun. I think we should do this often. What do you say, Sally?"

Tom's mother simply nodded her concurrence.

"Good... now get your other clothes on and go home. I think we've all had enough for one night."

Tom watched and listened to all this. He lost count of the number of times he came. He quickly dressed and ran back into the house while his mother was getting dressed.