Janet and Jeff finally got around to eating their picnic lunch, and she debated whether or not to tell him about the stranger. She decided not to. It would just be her little secret. It might not be a good idea to let her son know just how kinky she could be.
Not that she had a monopoly on kinkiness. Jeff could have taken a few prizes himself. After all, he was Darin's son, and he'd been well taught by Lisa. As they drove home, he said to Janet, "Hey, I know what let's do tonight, Mom. Let's go on a prowl."
"A prowl?" Janet said. "What's that?"
"Well, that's what Lisa and I call it," he grinned. "We dress in dark clothes and sneak around the neighborhood and check out the action."
Janet blushed. "You mean you and Lisa go out peeping?" she asked.
"You got it," he leered. "How about it, Mom, you wanta go with me?"
"I'll have to think about it," Janet said, feeling pretty flustered.
She was a highly respected school teacher in that little town. What if people were to find out that she was also a peeper and that she was having a kinky affair with her own teenage son? She'd lose her job for sure. Yet what were the chances of being caught, if she and Jeff were really careful? The more Janet thought about the idea of a "prowl", the more it excited her.
She'd gotten so turned on watching the neighbor couple make love, and she'd really like to peep again. By the time night came, she could hardly contain her eagerness. Jeff went to his room and changed into a black shirt and cap. Apparently he'd brought his peeping clothes along with him. He emerged and looked at Janet impatiently.
"Well, Mom, you coming or not?" he asked. "We're wasting time. People will be asleep pretty soon."
Jeff came with her and helped her select the dark things she needed, and then they slipped out into the alley. Janet felt like a naughty little kid, yet she knew she wasn't going to turn back. Jeff led the way down the alleys of the neighborhood, but at first there wasn't much to be seen – kids doing their homework, a few people reading in bed. Janet was discovering that peeping wasn't all that easy.
Once they paused outside and uncurtained bedroom window and watched a woman taking off her clothes, but she was middle-aged and fat, no treat to look at. Later they caught a couple kissing and starting to undress. That looked promising, but the wife remembered to pull the shades before the heavy action got started. Jeff and Janet moaned with disappointment.
It took almost an hour before they found just what they were looking for. They were going down an alley behind a motel, and they paused outside a brightly lit and open window. Inside a woman was pacing the floor, as if impatiently waiting for somebody. Janet recognized her as the mayor's wife, a slender redhead in her mid-thirties.
What was Alice Benson doing in a motel room at that time of night? Janet seethed with curiosity. On the dresser she saw a dark wig, indicating that Alice had come to the motel in disguise. That made things even more interesting. Poor Alice was really getting frantic, lighting one cigarette after another and consulting her wristwatch over and over again. Then there was a knock on the door, and she almost jumped out of her high-heeled shoes.
She hurried to open the door, and a man rushed inside, his collar turned up, his hat pulled down over his fate. He chain-locked the door, then removed his hat and coat. Janet barely stifled a gasp of surprise. The man George Benson, the mayor's brother! Alice was keeping a secret meeting with her own brother-in-law. And to Janet's astonishment, they fell into each other's arms, kissing hotly.
"Oh, my gosh," Janet breathed.
George Benson, a burly guy in his forties, ran the family business, a gas station and repair shop, and he had a pleasant plump wife and a whole herd of kids. He belonged to all kinds of clubs and did charity work and was a big shot in his church. No one would have dreamed he was having an affair with his sister-in-law. And of course nobody would have suspected the mayor's socialite wife of cheating.
"Where have you been, George?" Alice asked as they came up for air. "I was frantic."
"Aw, one of the kids skinned his knee and I had to take him to the doctor," George said. "Seems like something always makes me late. I wish we could just see each other like normal people."
"But we can't," Alice sighed, "and at least you got here. I guess this is the best we can do."
That was true, Janet thought. Neither one of them was about to get a divorce. In this small town it would create a terrible scandal if the mayor's wife ran off with his brother. In fact it would be a terrible scandal if they were even caught in this motel room. So the attraction between Alice and George had to be pretty hot. They were risking everything they had in order to be together.
Alice poured them a couple of straight shots of whiskey from a flask, and then they started to undress. Janet began to feel aroused. She and Jeff were leaning against somebody's back fence to watch, and she felt like she was settling down for an X-rated film. Her eyes darted to George's crotch as he stripped down to his shorts.
He was a big guy, and he was very well hung, his cock massive and thick like the rest of him. Alice eyed his prick and gave a lusty shiver, then hurried to take off the rest of her clothes. She had a slender firm body, and she was in very good shape for a woman her age. George watched her remove her bra and panties, then gave a lusty growl and lifted her onto the king-size motel bed.
Alice and George didn't waste any time. They probably didn't have much time, so they went right to work. George rolled onto his back, his massive hairy chest rising like a mountain, his huge hard cock standing at right angles to his belly. Alice straddled him backwards, her pert little ass practically in his face, her glistening red-glossed lips poised right over the swollen head of his cock.
"Oh, boy, sixty-nine," Jeff whispered. "I really go for that."
Just tile thought of being naked and in bed with her handsome son was enough to make her wildly horny. But she knew she was going to get a lot more horny before they reached home. There was a very exciting scene before her in that motel room. Alice stuck out her tongue and began to swirl it all over the big purple head of George's cock.
"Ahhhh, yeah, baby, that feels great," the big man sighed.
Her tongue was busy and eager, coating his massive prick head with her hot spit, lapping up the thick globs of cream that oozed from his piss hole. Alice was hungry for his cream, and she didn't try to hide it. Janet could really identify with that. She adored lapping up Jeff's salty juices and felt like she could never get enough of them.
She was sure Alice was drooling all over George's prick as she gobbled his juice. As each bubble of cock creak emerged from that dark cleft, she speared at it with the pointed tip of her tongue, then rolled it around in her mouth, savoring it. Then she gulped it down and went for more. George lay there red-faced with excitement, ogling her juicy pink slit.
"Yeah, honey, eat all that juice," he growled. Her pussy was practically in his face, and he was studying the stuffed pink flesh and its fringe of reddish curls. Alice was a real redhead, Janet discovered. George was panting on her pussy, glassy-eyed with arousal, like a kid trying to decide which candy to choose from a box of chocolates. He finally decided to go for the whole thing.
George was lashing his big wet tongue all over her swollen pussy, giving her delicious rushes of pleasure. Janet watched and shivered with need. She'd love to have been in Alice's place just then, feeling that juicy hot flesh on her lust-engorged gash. Thick cream began to spurt from Alice's cunt mouth, and George gave a lusty snort and gobbled it up as fast as he could get it.
"Ohhhh, George, honey, I love that," Alice moaned.
"Wish my wife would let me do this," George muttered.
"I wish my husband would do it to me," Alice sighed.
She was beginning to understand the hot attraction between Alice and her brother-in-law.
It sounded like both of them were married to people with hang-ups about sex, people who didn't want to experiment. Bath Alice and George had been married for a long time. By now they must be just about crazy with boredom and frustration. That is, they were until they met each other.
Now Alice was whipping her tongue ravenously over George's sensitive cock head, while he tongue-whipped her lust-engorged pussy. They were giving each other the novelty and adventure they both craved. Janet felt nothing but sympathy for them. She knew just how it was to be nearly crazy for sex. In fact she knew the feeling better than anybody, after ten whole years without a partner.
Go for it, you guys, she thought with a grin. The mayor of their little town was always raving and ranting about other people's morals, hinting that everybody else should be as wonderful and virtuous as he was. Janet just wished he could get an eyeful of this scene, his wife stark naked, straddling his brother, doing sixty-nine. She wished that holier-than-thou mayor could watch his wife hungrily licking another man's cock while he tongued her pussy.
Yes, it would be interesting to hear what the mayor had to say then. He didn't approve of oral sex? Fine, his pretty little wife would just get it somewhere else. For instance, with his brother. Even out in the alley Janet and Jeff could hear the obscene wet slurping and sucking noises the couple were making as they ate each other. Alice and George were gorging themselves on all the goodies they couldn't get at home.
"Honey, I need to come so bad," Alice moaned.
"Want me to get you off in your favorite way?" George grinned.
"Ummmm, I sure do," she gurgled.
George made his big tongue long and stiff, then crammed it into her smoking little twat. Alice gasped and nearly flew off the bed. Then her face relaxed into a lusty smile as George began to tongue-fuck her, sawing his big stiff tongue up and down in her hungry cunt. His face was quickly soaked with her overflowing juices.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yeah, baby, I love that," she cried hoarsely, "don't stop, do it to me forever."
George looked as if he'd be glad to carry out that request. He was eagerly pistoning his big tongue in and out of her box and gobbling up her hot tangy cream. His own wife would have been horrified if he'd even suggested such a thing to her, but Alice adored it. She gurgled and squealed and moaned in ecstasy as he reamed her twat with his thick spearing tongue.
But Alice didn't neglect her work, either. She was lashing and whipping her glistening pink tongue all over the massive head of George's boner, and she was gobbling up his bubbling juices like they were candy. These two people were literally starved for each other. Watching them, Janet was getting frantically horny. She wished there was some way she and Jeff could get it on right there in the alley.
She was squirming and sighing with horniness, and Jeff looked over and chuckled. "Move closer to me, Mom," he whispered.
Never taking her eyes off the scene in the bedroom, Janet obeyed. She hardly even heard what her son was saying, she was so absorbed in watching Alice and George. Then she felt Jeff's hand creeping down inside her slacks. She'd wondered, when they were getting dressed, why he'd insisted on her wearing such loose-fitting pants. Now she knew.
It was easy for him, to slide his hand down inside her slacks and then under her elasticized bikini panties. He was touching the soft warm fur of her muff, then reaching even lower. He began to massage the juicy swollen flesh of her slit, and she just barely stifled a shrill whimper of pleasure. He found the small but slippery mouth of her cunt and eased his stiff middle finger inside.
That was more like it. She could watch Alice taking George's pistoning tongue and not feel so frantically jealous, because now she had Jeff's thick middle finger pumping in her cunt and giving her blast after blast of pleasure. She quickly soaked his finger with her molten cream. The hot liquid overflowed her twat as he reamed it out with his pumping finger. Like everything else he'd done to her, this was expert.
"Did you do this to Lisa while you two were out peeping?" she grinned.
"Yep, it was one of her favorite things," Jeff chuckled, "only a couple times she couldn't keep quiet, and we almost got caught."
"I'll keep quiet," Janet promised.
She definitely didn't need to be caught like this, the town's most respected female teacher letting her own son finger-fuck her while they peeped the neighborhood. It sure wouldn't do much for her image. So she managed to stifle her cries of pleasure as Jeff pistoned his stiff finger in her red-hot juicy pussy hole. She decided to return the favor, and she unzipped his fly and slid her hand inside.
She'd curled her hot fingers around his meat and was slipping it out of his pants. His cock was already semi-hard with excitement, and as his pretty mother began to play with it, it went stiff as steel in her fist. Eagerly she began to jack him off, pumping her hot fist up and down his rigid throbbing shaft. She matched his hot rhythm as he finger-fucked her. But they both had their eyes on the other couple.
"Oooooo, shit, honey," Alice was squealing, "it's so fuckin' good."
She'd drenched George's massive purple cock head with her hot spit, and she'd lapped every drop of his cream from his piss hole. She was starved for more of his juice, and she knew just how to get it. She opened her lips as wide as she could and crammed his enormously engorged cock head into her mouth. George groaned hoarsely and gave a lusty shiver.
"Awwwwww, yeah, baby, suck me off," he cried, "you know I love that more than anything."
Surely it was something his nice little wife had never done for him in all their years of marriage. She probably would have fainted if he'd even suggested that she suck his cock. But Alice didn't have any inhibitions when it came to giving head. She was sucking like crazy on his throbbing dick, soaking it with her boiling saliva.
George growled with contentment and crammed his thick tongue back into her cunt. They went at each other furiously, snarling and growling and moaning. Janet and Jeff caught their excitement and speeded up their own action, masturbating each other like crazy. Jeff pistoned his stiff finger fast in his mother's juice-slick cunt, and she pumped his prick fast in her hot little fist, her fingers slippery with his oozing cream. It was hard for them to keep quiet.
It looked like Alice and George were about to go into orbit, too. Alice's red hair flew as she bobbed up and down over her brother-in-law's cock, and George's head was bobbing to the same hot tempo. She fisted the thick hairy base of his prick and sucked hard on the massive head. George plowed his thick tongue into her smoking depths. But unlike Janet and Jeff, they didn't have to be quiet.
The room echoed with their moans and grunts and snarls, and the big motel bed was starting to creak and groan. Janet creamed furiously all over Jeff's pumping finger, and his cock throbbed like mad in her fist. They were both aching to come, yet they didn't want to miss a second of the exciting scene in the motel. So they struggled to hold back their own climaxes till Alice and George had gotten off.
Alice's head was bobbing with lightning speed now, and they could hear her greedy wet sucking noises and muffled moans. George's head was pistoning up and down as he plowed his stiff tongue into her fiery depths and reamed out her thick tangy cream. Alice gasped, stiffened, then began to convulse, her body shaking violently. A second later her cheeks ballooned with George's come.
They were coming together, powerfully, gulping each other's juices. Alice let her mouth fill with her brother-in-law's boiling jizz, then gulped the whole load. George was sucking out her come, his lips glued to the spasming mouth of her cunt. The room echoed with their obscene noises, and Janet and Jeff could hear them clearly even in the alley.
It was just too much. Janet whimpered and began to come, her cunt clamping tightly, rhythmically around Jeff's finger. She gave his cock a firm squeeze as she came, and he yelped and began to spurt his jism into the alley. There was just no way mother and son could keep from coming, they were so wildly aroused. And they couldn't stifle their hoarse groans and gasps of pleasure as the hot mutual orgasm shook them.
Luckily Alice and George were making so much noise of their own that they didn't hear all the tell-tale sounds from the alley. They finally stopped coming, and Alice let George's soaked cock slip from her lips. She just happened to glance at the window, and she gasped, then leaped off the bed.
"Oh, my gosh," she cried, "I forgot to close the window and pull the curtains. Lucky nobody came along."
Jeff and Janet hit the ground just as Alice reached the window. They'd been very lucky to escape being seen, and they decided not to press their luck any farther that night.