The terrific fucking Jeff had given her that morning left Janet feeling satisfied and content for many hours. Yet it didn't surprise her when she started feeling horny again as the day drew to a close. She had so much lust to take care of, after all. She finished loading the dishwasher with the dinner dishes, then went to look for Jeff.
She expected to find him parked in front of the TV set, but be was nowhere in sight. She found the bathroom door open, the room dark. There wasn't any light coming from under his bedroom door, either, yet she sensed somehow that he was in there. Was he all right?
"Jeff, are you in there?" she called.
"Yeah, just a second," he answered, his voice sounding hoarse and lusty. "Don't come in yet."
Janet couldn't help grinning. It sounded very much as if she'd caught the boy jacking off. He was even more horny than she'd dreamed. He must have known they'd be making love again tonight, yet he couldn't wait. Janet just hoped she'd caught him before he finished. She could really use a good stiff cock right now. Her pussy boiled and creamed as she thought about the hard eager fucking her son could give her.
She waited impatiently, rubbing her thighs together in a hopeless attempt to ease the burning need in her slit. Jeff seemed to be taking forever to let her into his bedroom. Finally he opened the door, holding his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. She nodded, puzzled. Her eyes darted to his crotch, and she was delighted to see that he still had a big fat hard-on.
But why did she have to be quiet? And why hadn't he turned on the lights in his room? He took her hand now and guided her inside and closed the door. She couldn't see a thing. He was leading her over to the half-open window. He had her kneeled in front of it, then joined her. Janet glanced out the window, blinked, and gasped.
"Ssshhh, Mom, don't spoil the show," he whispered.
The house next door was only about twenty feet away, and Janet found herself looking into a bedroom. The room was lit, the curtains open, the window only half shut. A young couple were standing in the room half undressed, kissing and pawing each other. To Janet it was like having a front-row seat at an X-rated movie. She turned to Jeff with a shocked look on her face.
"Don't worry," he whispered, "they can't see us. This is really a kick to watch, Mom. Why don't you relax and enjoy?"
Janet still felt shocked at finding her son peeping, but she tried to take his advice. The neighbors were new, having moved in just that week, and Janet had hardly had time to say hello to them. They were a newly married couple, Bob and Sally Howard, attractive people in their mid-twenties.
Sally was wearing just her lacy bikini panties and matching bra, and Bob was down to his jockey shorts. Their bodies were pressed tightly together as they kissed, and Sally was eagerly rubbing her mound against her husband's cock. Janet could tell they were exchanging darting wet tongues as they kissed, and it wasn't hard for her to imagine how horny they felt.
She could see Jeff's point – this really was a kick to watch. And as long as Bob and Sally didn't know they were being observed, how could it hurt them? Of course Janet's schoolteacher conscience was yammering at her that it was wrong to peep, that it was sick and weird and wicked, but she blotted it out. She was terrifically horny herself.
She shifted her position, getting more comfortable, and she snuck another glance at Jeff. He had a big leer on his face, and he was watching eagerly, not at all shy or guilty about it. The kid was just plain having fun. Janet decided she'd do the same. She turned back to Bob and Sally just in time to see them break off their steamy tongue-kissing and tome up for air.
"Mmmmmm, honey, you got me so hot," Sally murmured.
"Not as hot as you got me," Bob leered.
Janet and Jeff could easily bear their conversation through the half-open windows. Now Bob stepped back to show Sally just how hot she'd gotten him. The crotch of his jockey shorts bulged obscenely with a big hard lump. Sally looked at it and licked her lips. Then she seized the waistband of his shorts and carefully peeled the garment down over his massive cock-stand.
Janet almost groaned with need when she saw his prick. It was a good eight inches long and as thick as a girl's wrist. It was absolutely rigid, wagging stiffly in front of him and oozing hot cream. Janet's hungry cunt juiced heavily, and the molten liquid soaked the crotch of her panties. She imagined taking that enormous rock-hard cock, and she shivered with need. It was just what she needed at that moment.
As if reading her mind, Jeff took her hand and placed it on the fly of his jeans. There was a big hard lump there, too. Even through his clothes she could feel the radiating heat and hard throbbing of his cock. Then he moved her hand away. She got the message. There was a hard-on waiting for her, only later.
Okay, Janet could live with that. She knew it was naughty of her, but she really was getting aroused from this peeping. She watched with mounting lust as Sally helped Bob out of his shorts. The slim blonde went to her knees before her handsome dark-haired husband as she removed the garment. That left her mouth right on a line with his stiffly weaving prick.
Her wet pink tongue darted out, contacting the gleaming purple head of Bob's engorged prick. He gasped, then shivered with pleasure as she lapped up the thick cream that oozed from his piss hole. Watching that greedy tonguing, Janet felt hot saliva rushing to her mouth. She could do with a taste of cock juice herself. But a glance at Jeff showed her that he was totally absorbed in peeping and didn't want to be distracted, so she tried to ignore the blazing heat and sticky wetness in her pussy and went back to watching the lusty young neighbors. Sally was making a thorough job of it, lapping up every single drop of the thick cream that bubbled from the cleft of her husband's prick. She left the bulbous head of his cock glistening with her hot spit.
"Mmmmmmm," she murmured, "my favorite snack."
He lifted her to her feet and reached around her to unhook her bra. As he drew it off Janet saw that the girl's tits were small, only apple-size, but high-riding and beautifully shaped. They made a perfect fistful for Bob as he cupped and squeezed them. Sally gurgled with excitement as his big hot hands molded the sensitive flesh.
Then he leaned down, stuck out his tongue, and lashed her soft pink nipples into rigid rosy buds. Her gurgling and whimpering got louder, and she was rubbing her thighs together, revealing just how hot and needy her slit was feeling. When he'd tongued her nipples into complete erection, Bob gave her tits a final squeeze, then reached for the waistband of her panties and quickly drew the skimpy garment down.
He cleared the firm rounds of her ass, and then the silky panties slithered down her shapely legs. Sally kicked them away, and Bob's hand darted to her little triangular blond bush, giving it a pat and a squeeze. Then, teasingly, he began to back Sally up toward the bed. He kept at it till she was sitting on the edge of the bed, and then he dropped to his knees before her.
Janet sensed what was coming, and she creamed like mad. She would have given anything to be in Sally's place just then. She adored having her pussy eaten, and except for some brief attention from Jeff last night, it hadn't happened to her in years. She watched with boiling lust and hot envy as Bob pushed his wife's legs apart and shoved his face against her slit.
It was hard to tell what Bob was doing exactly, but whatever it was, Sally loved it. His head bobbed up mid down, and he was making an obscene wet sucking and slurping noise. Sally's face contorted into a lusty grimace, and she tangled her fingers in his hair, rocking with his motions. Janet creamed right through her panties as she watched.
Again it was as if Jeff read her mind. Somehow he must have sensed just what she needed and what she was thinking, because he reached over and slid a hand between her legs and gave her pussy a few squeezes. He was just letting her know that he'd take care of her later. Even through her panties and jeans he must have felt the intense heat and oozing wetness of her slit, so he knew how badly she needed him.
He knew, but he was taking a rain check. He went back to watching Bob and Sally. Janet could see his point. It would be terrific fun to make love now, with both of them so steamed up, but they also had this exciting show to watch. It was brand-new and thrilling to watch another couple make love. At least it was new to Janet.
"Do you do this often?" she whispered.
Jeff nodded and grinned. "It's one of Lisa's hobbies," he whispered back.
Lisa again. Quite a girl, that Lisa. Janet chuckled to herself, knowing that this time her ex-husband Darin really had his hands full. Lisa had not only seduced Jeff, she'd taught him to peep. And now Jeff was teaching his mom. Janet felt her arousal mounting to fever pitch as she watched Bob eating his wife's hot juicy pussy.
Bob briefly came up for air, leering, his face smeared with her pearly pussy cream. "Let's try it this way," he said, lifting her legs and draping them over his shoulders.
That forced Sally to slide down onto her back, her ass just at the edge of the bed. It also left her wet pink slit wide open to her husband's tongue and lips. Bob hungrily eyed the juicy flesh. He folded back the blond furred lips of her bush and exposed the little pink nub of her clit. He began to rim her clit with the tip of his tongue, and she went wild.
"Oh, God, honey, yes," she squealed, "lick me there, get me off."
Sally's pretty face went flushed and twisted with ecstasy, and she clawed the bed as hot rushes of pleasure sizzled through her pussy. Janet knew exactly what she was feeling, even though it was ten years since she'd had the same experience. She knew the bliss of feeling a man's hot stiff tongue tip spinning around and around the shaft of her ultrasensitive joy button. Once again she found herself squirming with lust and envy.
"Oooooo, shit, oooooooo," Sally was howling.
Bob was swirling his big wet tongue faster and faster around her throbbing clit, getting her aroused out of her mind. Thick pearly cream poured from her cunt in a steady helpless flood, and he gobbled up the tangy liquid as fast as he could get it. Sally was on the very verge of coming, waiting for just the right stroke to put her over the edge. Janet almost ached for her.
Come on, Bob, she thought, give her what she needs.
Just then he did. He suddenly jammed his mouth onto Sally's clit and began to suck her off. She screamed and arched her slim body, greedily shoving her joy button harder against his sucking lips. She screwed her eyes shut tight, aware of nothing but her intense need to come. Then she screamed again as she rocketed into orbit.
Bob drew back, his face soaked with her spurting come-juice. He grinned as he watched the results of his work. Sally was writhing all over the bed, moaning hoarsely as spasm after spasm of ecstasy shook her body. As she finally began to come down from her climax, Bob slid into the bed and eased her into the doggy position. He knelt behind her and leered.
"You ready for a good hard fucking, lady?" he growled.
"Oh, God, you know I am," Sally moaned. He socked the massively engorged head of his cock into her juicy little cunt mouth, and they both moaned with excitement as he pushed into her, cramming her with that wrist thick slab of meat. Once again Janet creamed through her clothes and almost groaned with envy. Peeping was fun – too damned much fun. She was getting unbearably aroused.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, stick it in me," Sally moaned, "give me every inch of it."
Janet couldn't control her lust a second longer. She reached out in the darkness and fumbled around till she found the sharply tented fly of Jeff's jeans. She cupped and squeezed his cock, letting him know how urgently she needed it. But Jeff just patted her head, then eased it away.
Gritting her teeth, she turned back to watch Bob easing his huge hard boner the last couple of inches into his wife's steaming twat. Sally was in ecstasy as she took it, clawing the bedspread and whimpering, thick streams of juice overflowing her box and running down her thighs. Finally only Bob's big hairy balls showed, and he paused to savor the sensation, his prick fully sheathed in Sally's gripping juicy fuck hole.
But Sally didn't want him to pause. She obviously needed some lotion – and fast. "Fuck me, honey," she whimpered, "I need it so bad. Do it now, please."
Bob took pity on her and began pistoning his eight-incher up and down in her juice-slick box. Even twenty feet away and in another house Janet and Jeff could hear the obscene sucking noise his thick cock was making as it reamed out Sally's cream. His belly slapped rhythmically against her upturned ass, and her body quivered with each deep thrust.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesss," she sobbed, "I love it, I just love it."
"I don't mind it myself," Bob leered.
But Sally was too far gone to make jokes. She was almost too far gone to talk. She gurgled and squealed and moaned, letting him know without words that she adored his fucking. She soaked his plowing prick with rush after rush of molten cream, and the thick juice overflowed her crammed box and flooded down her legs. Clearly she was in ecstasy, right on the edge of coming.
And so was Janet. She felt like she'd come if she sneezed, she was so achingly horny. She had a frantic urge to play with herself, but she rejected it. She wanted the real thing. She wanted Jeff's still-stiff cock hammering in her cunt. And she could have it, if only she could wait. But the waiting was getting more maddening by the second.
Bob was snorting with lust and hammering his meat into her faster and faster, making her body shudder violently. She didn't mind his roughness. She just got more excited. She dug her nails into the bedspread and howled in ecstasy as he pounded it to her. Then she gasped, stiffened, and went still for several seconds before her body began to convulse.
"Ohhhhh, Bob, ohhhhh, I'm coming!" she screamed.
Her cunt must have been clamping hard around his cock, because Bob snorted and spun out of control, hammering his load into her.
Janet shivered with longing. She needed to come so badly, she could have screamed. Once more she glanced pleadingly at Jeff. He was draining the last drops of excitement from the scene, his eyes gleaming lustily as he watched Bob and Sally writhing together in a howling mutual climax. He waited till they rolled apart, then turned to Janet with a big horny leer on his face.
"Okay, Mom," he whispered, "now I'll give you what you want."
He lowered the window, then reached up and pulled the shade. They were in pitch darkness, and when Janet reached out for him, she couldn't find him. Then the small bedside lamp went on, and there he was on the bed, naked and grinning. His handsome cock was standing straight up, stiff as a board and drooling fat globs of cream.
Janet couldn't control herself. She had no shame at all as she feverishly got up and stripped. The important thing was to get her clothes off as fast as she could and get her son's stiff cock into her famished cunt. She flung clothes in all directions.
Naked at last, she whimpered with need and dove onto the bed. As she rolled towards him, Jeff reached out and grabbed her while she was on her back. His face twisting with animal lust, he threw himself heavily onto her, knocking her almost breathless. He used his knees to force her legs wide open, then sank down between her hot silky thighs. Janet didn't mind his roughness. She screamed in ecstasy as he crammed his steel-stiff boner into her.
"Yes, Jeff, stick it in me, fuck me," she sobbed.
No, she'd run out of shame and guilt. All she felt was overpowering lust as she flung her legs wide open and took her son's thrusting cock into her womb. She didn't care about anything but getting fucked, and she wanted to be fucked till she couldn't stand it any more. Jeff began jackhammering his prick into her, making her body shudder with the impact. It was just what she craved.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss," she hissed, "that's it, baby, give it to me as hard as you can."
Jeff was trying to act cool, but he was just as insanely turned on as his mother was. After that kinky peeping experience, his cock was painfully swollen and his balls felt ready to explode. He couldn't control himself, and he spun out of control, fucking Janet so hard that the bed creaked and rattled. She clung to him, fucking back at him, jerking her hips to his hot rhythm.
"Fuck me, baby, fuck me crazy," she sobbed.
They went at each other like animals, clawing and snarling and growling. It was the most animalistic fuck Janet had ever had, no refinements at all. Just red-hot overwhelming lust, lust that had to be satisfied no matter what. She arched her body to take Jeff's piledriving prick as deep as she could get it, and he hammered it into her molten depths. A few more of those nearly savage thrusts and she felt her womb filling with the boy's molten jizz.
She was coming harder than she'd ever come in her life, harder than Jeff's father had made her some. There was something very special between her and her son – and she was just beginning to find out what it was.