Of course Teddi knew exactly what was the matter. She wasn't getting fucked enough. No mystery there. The question was, what to do about it. She wouldn't consider leaving Jim and finding a man who could spend more time with her. She loved Jim and always would, and she also didn't believe in cheating.
Ask Jim to quit his time-demanding job? He loved trucking and they needed the money. There seemed to be no way out of her dilemma. And meanwhile another crisis had come up. She'd discovered that their only child was a Peeping Tom, and she didn't know how to handle that. Once again she wished Jim were home. He'd know what to do about Clint.
All the next day Teddi debated whether to confront the boy with her knowledge of his peeping activities. She might have some effect on him, but then again, he might just ignore her and go on doing it. Maybe it would be better to wait and let Jim handle the situation. On the other hand, shouldn't she nip Clint's naughty habit right in the bud?
By evening she still hadn't decided what to do. She and Clint watched a little TV, but as soon as it was totally dark outside, he began to get restless. If Teddi hadn't known better, she'd
have wondered if he was a Vampire. Total darkness always took him out to prowl. But now slit knew why.
"I think I'll go out for a while, Mom," he said at last.
"Okay, honey, but I'd like to know where you're going," Teddi said.
"Why?" Clint replied. "You never asked before.
That was true, but Teddi persisted. "I know," she said, "and that wasn't right. Mothers should always know where their kids are."
"Well, I'm just gonna go hang out with some of the guys," Clint lied.
Teddi didn't push it any further. She'd just been curious about what he'd say. As soon as he was out the door, she was slipping into the dark sweater she had ready, then leaving the back way and following him. Why, she wasn't sure. She already knew what he was going to do. But something was compelling her to follow.
Clint walked farther tonight. The younger couple's window was dark. Probably they were out to dinner or the movies, and there wouldn't be any show till later. He continued for several more blocks down the dark and empty alleys, then stopped abruptly. Teddi sensed that, he'd noticed a brand-new and exciting opportunity to peep.
He stood very still, looking to his right. Teddi quietly caught up with him but remained directly behind him where he couldn't see her. He was looking into another lighted bedroom window where someone hadn't drawn the shades. A beautiful red haired young woman was sitting at a dressing table and brushing her long flame colored hair.
Teddi could understand why Clint was electrified. This girl was gorgeous. She was wearing a cream-colored satin nightie and matching robe and the nightie was low-cut, showing a lot of her large shapely tits. Teddi could imagine Clint's cock stiffening as he watched this luscious creature and fantasized about her.
It was a small town and everybody knew everybody else. The lovely young woman was Linda Foster, the wife of an ambitious young attorney who was hoping to become mayor someday. He'd married a prominent Eastern society girl and some folks said Linda was bored pissless already in this little Western town. The marriage was only about a year old, but already she was restless, or so the gossip said.
She certainly looked bored tonight. Teddi happened to know that her husband, Frank, was at a meeting and probably wouldn't be home till quite late. Linda brushed her hair very slowly, as if she had nothing else to do, and occasionally she gave a great big yawn, naturally unaware
that he had an audience.
Clint finally unfroze and slipped quickly into the back yard. Teddi watched him discover a comfortable place to sit under a tree, in deep shadows where he couldn't be seen. She found herself a place, too, behind him and against a hedge. They both had a perfect view into Linda Foster's bedroom. Now all they needed was some action, but it didn't look as if they were going to get any.
Teddi wondered why Clint had chosen this house to spy on. The husband wasn't home, so there'd be no fucking. Maybe he just wanted to watch Linda take her clothes off. For a horny teenaged boy, that ought to be a big treat all by itself. Or maybe he was not aware that Frank was away. Whatever his motives, he was here to stay, seated comfortably and waiting expectantly.
Linda finally set down her brush and stood up, her lovely big tits quivering slightly with her movements. She removed her robe and hung it neatly in the closet, then looked at herself in the big mirror on the closet door. They could hear her sighing all the way out in the alley.
Teddi could guess what was, on her mind. Here she'd made herself gorgeous and sexy, and there was nobody home to appreciate it. Teddi knew the feeling all too well. She had half a dozen sexy nighties that had been wasted on her
exhausted or rushed husband. Life with Frank Foster had to be very much like life with Jim Ross.
Linda moved closer to the mirror and slipped down the thin straps of her nightie. She eased the gown down to her waist, exposing her firm big tits. Teddi heard a little groan from Clint. She didn't blame him for being excited. Linda's full ripe tits were as beautiful as her flawless face.
She took her small red nipples between thumbs and index fingers and began working them into stiffness. Teddi was sure that something else was getting very stiff at that moment-her son's cock. She noticed Clint sitting up a little straighter as he strained for the best possible view of Linda's naked tits.
Linda's heavily lashed green eyes fluttered lustily as she fondled her sensitive nipples and stroked them into long rosy nubs. She hoisted one full breast, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick the engorged nipple. Another horny groan from Clint. Teddi blushed hotly. Had her son watched her do that very same thing, and was he remembering?
She'd been so achingly horny last night, she'd been half crazy. Imagine standing naked in front of her mirror and licking her own tits! Yet Linda Foster, the respected wife of the prominent young lawyer, was doing the very same thing
right now, and probably for thc same reasons. Frank was so busy with his job, he didn't have time to keep his wife sexually content.
She licked both nipples till they glistened with her hot spit, then stared lustily into the mirror at her half-naked body. She was probably thinking what a shame it was that she had no man around to appreciate those curves and to douse her hot lust. Teddi knew exactly where she was coming from.
Then Linda eased the nightie down over her curvy hips and let it float to the floor. She was naked except for a tiny pair of cream-colored silk panties. She rubbed the pout of her mound and moaned softly, a sound just barely audible through the slightly open window. Then she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and started inching the garment down.
"Shit, yes," Clint breathed.
Teddi wasn't worried about his noises and movements any more. Clint had obviously been peeping for some time and knew exactly what he could get away with. He wasn't taking any risks. She watched him unzipping his jeans as Linda lowered her panties. He slipped out his engorged cock and began to pump it, knowing he couldn't be seen in the shadows under the tree.
Linda popped the tiny panties down over her little round ass and then let them slither down
her long shapely legs. She kicked them away and stood naked before her mirror, caressing herself, running her hands up and down her sleek, firm body. Clint's eyes were locked on the dainty copper-colored triangle of her bush.
She trailed her, hands down to the fur patch and gently eased it down, showing the glistening pink flesh inside. She placed a finger tip on the hooded nub of her clit and began to rub it in a circular motion. Her eyes fluttered, and she moaned softly as she sensuously stimulated herself.
Teddi shivered with arousal. She hadn't dreamed she'd get turned on by watching another woman play with herself, but she could identify with everything Linda was feeling and doing. She knew just what it was like to be so horny in the evening that she had to play with herself, all the time wishing her husband was there to fuck her.
A big hard cock beat her own fingers any day. She was sure Linda agreed. But neither of them had a choice. They were normal young women with normal needs that weren't being satisfied. Their husbands were away, making money- and for what? By the time they saved up all the money they wanted, they'd be too old to enjoy it. And meanwhile their wives would be dying of hominess.
Linda's fingertip twirled faster and faster
around her clit, and pearly liquid began to flow down her legs. Clint's fist matched her tempo as he masturbated and watched her. Teddi could just imagine the hot fantasies he was having about the beautiful, red haired housewife. She was even more sexy and gorgeous than the women in his stash of girlie magazines. And she was a lot closer and a lot more real. They could even hear her whimpering with excitement as she masturbated.
"Ooooooo, my God, unnnnhhhhh," she breathed.
As she aroused herself to the boiling point, Linda's knees began to get rubbery, and she swayed dizzily. She stopped for a moment and hurried over to the king-sized bed. Stretching out on the blue satin spread, she bent her knees and spread them wide, then began rubbing her clit again, jerking her stiff index finger up and down over the swollen, wet bud.
Clint's breathing, was loud and harsh as he watched her frantic efforts to get herself off. He had to be wishing with all his heart that he could just climb in the window and help her out with his stiff and ready cock. And who knows, she may have welcomed him. She was obviously in desperate need of a good fucking her finger jerked faster and faster.
"Oooooo, more, baby, harder," she moaned. Linda was into her own fantasy-with her
husband? Or with someone else? Teddi reddened as she reviewed her own masturbation fantasies, for she often made it with other men in her daydreams. She really didn't see any harm in it. She just wondered what Linda was thinking right now as she worked herself steadily towards climax. But suddenly Linda stopped.
"Oh, hell!" she moaned. "It just isn't the same."
Teddi had to agree. Playing with herself was a kick, but it could never replace Jim's big hard cock. She knew why Linda felt so frustrated. But as it turned out, Linda had a solution and Teddi didn't. The pretty redhead opened a drawer of her bedside table, reached way into the back, and took out a huge plastic dildo.
Teddi shivered with envy. She'd heard and read about those contraptions but had never had the nerve to buy one. Linda was less uptight about such things, apparently. Keeping her knees bent and her thighs spread wide, she switched on the vibrating fake cock and started rubbing it up and down the swollen wet flesh of her cunt. She gurgled delightedly.
"Mmmmm, yes, that's more like it," she sighed.
Teddi had a wild vision of herself jumping in the window snatching the dildo, and racing home to try it. It looked like it could make a lonely evening and a lot more interesting. It
buzzed and stimulated Linda's pussy, and she squealed happily and creamed all over it. Clint was pumping his cock like crazy as he watched her.
She vibrated her whole cunt slit, working herself to a fever pitch of excitement. Then she pressed the fat round tip of the dildo to her cunt mouth and started easing the thing inside, as if she was taking a big stiff cock. Teddi creamed furiously, soaking her jeans and panties.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, shit, yesssss," Linda hissed.
Teddi was practically jumped up and down with envy as she, watched the other woman sliding that buzzing fake cock into her cunt. It just had to feel fantastic, Teddi thought. Linda was moaning steadily as she inserted the humming vibrator deeper and deeper into her starved pussy. Her thick cream gushed out around the thick plastic shaft and trickled down the crack of her ass to puddle on the bed beneath her.
At last she couldn't push the dildo any farther and she lay there gurgling with contentment as it buzzed inside her, vibrating against every inch of her gripping cuntal tube. Her pretty face was flushed and contorted with lust and she was clawing the bed. Teddi stifled a whimper of hominess as she watched her. She was definitely going to treat herself to a dildo at the first opportunity.
Linda now grasped the end of the dildo and began to pump it up and down in her juice-slick cunt, just as if it was a real live cock. She moaned and squealed with delight as it reamed her and crammed her. She closed her eyes in ecstasy-and that was why she didn't see her husband start to enter the room, then stop still and stare.
Frank Foster was an attractive man in his thirties, tall, with a mustache, tan and lean. He was wearing his usual expensive three-piece suit and carrying an attache case. He looked perfectly ready to appear in court and win his case, or to be mayor of the town, his big ambition. But when he saw what his wife was doing, he completely lost his cool.
His mouth dropped open and he stood there in the doorway watching Linda pumping the vibrating dildo in and out of her cunt. She was moaning as she briskly worked the thing inside herself, and obviously she had no idea that she wasn't alone in the house. As he recovered from his initial shock, Frank quietly set down his attache case, then eased off his shoes and padded silently into the room, moving as close as he could to watch.
"Unnnhhhhh, slit, it's so damned good," Linda was moaning as she pumped the thick dildo in her starved cunt.
Even out in the alley Teddi could hear the soft
hum of the vibrator and the lewd sucking noise it made as it reamed the cream from Linda's gripping pussy. Frank had to be hearing those sounds, too, and his eyes looked bright with excitement. Teddi thought his fly was starting to tent. That wouldn't be at all surprising, considering the enticing scene before him.
He moved within a few feet of the bed and stood there watching as his lovely red haired wife reamed her horny pussy with the big fake cock. No danger of him being seen. Linda had her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, shutting out all other sensations but the hot pleasure she was giving herself. Frank's eyes locked on her beautifully manicured fingers as they worked the dildo.
Teddi was creaming right through her jeans, and she could hear Clint panting just a few feet in front of her. The kid was pumping his cock briskly but never taking his eyes off the fantastic scene in the lighted window. Mother and son both caught the naughty excitement in that room. They watched Frank's eyes glaze over with hot lust.
"Oooooo, shit, honey, do it to me harder now," Linda squealed, "make me come."
Frank's nostrils flared. He knew she was off in some sexy fantasy, but who was the man in her daydream? Was it him or some other guy? He didn't look jealous as he mulled it over, only
hotly aroused. The bulge at his fly continued to grow, tenting his pants obscenely. As quietly as he could, he started unzipping, intending to give his prick some growing room.
Meanwhile Linda was pistoning the thick dildo faster and faster in her juicing pussy and with her free hand she raked her nails over the satin bedspread. She was moaning steadily now as she reamed her smoking depths with the buzzing machine and worked herself to a fever pitch of excitement.
"Do it to me, mother-fucker, give it everything you've got," she moaned.
Frank dropped his pants. His shorts were hugely tented. He worked them gingerly down over his hard-on. Teddi watched with almost unbearable excitement. It was the first adult cock she'd seen, besides Greg's, in more than a week. She ogled Frank's long thick boner and almost sobbed with longing. She needed a big hard cock so badly.
But as usual there was no cock available for her, and she'd just have to use her own fingers to get relief from her searing lust. She couldn't resist a second longer. The sight of Frank's belly-hugging hard-on was just too arousing. She unzipped her jeans and slid a hand down inside her panties. She found the wet pulsating lump of her clit and began to rub it with her circling fingertip.
That was a lot better than just standing there feeling horny. But she had to remember not to make a sound, no matter how excited she got. She didn't want to be caught peeping, and it would be just as mortifying if her teenaged son learned that she'd been following him to spy on other people and beat off. It was going to have to be the quietest masturbation session of her life.
Frank Foster was being very quiet, too, as he carefully removed his clothes and watched his gorgeous big-titted wife getting herself off with the dildo. Linda was working the thing with lightning speed now, hammering it in and out of her smoking box. Her teeth flashed in a wide grimace of lust as she worked herself to the very brink of climax..
"Ohhhhh, fuck, yessss, just a little more," she sobbed.
Frank's cock gave a lusty lurch and drooled thick globs of cream. He left his expensive suit in a puddle on the floor and moved even closer to the vast bed, till he rested his knees against it. His eyes were locked hungrily on his wife as she stiffened, gasped, and then started to convulse. Her luscious body rocked and writhed violently.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm coming, ohhhhhh!" she moaned.
She let go of the dildo and let it vibrate deep
inside her as she moaned and came. She went into wild pleasure-spasms that made the bed creak, and Frank took advantage of it to slip onto the bed unnoticed. As Linda finally began to quiet down, he reached over, eased the dildo from her cunt, and turned it off. Linda's eyes popped open.
"Hi, honey, I'm home," he leered.
"Oh, my gosh!" Linda exclaimed, breaking into giggles. "How long have you been watching me?"
"Long enough to get this," he said, taking his engorged cock and wagging it lewdly at her.
Linda eyed his magnificent stiff prick, and Teddi could see the lust rushing back into her eyes. She was horny all over again, and Teddi didn't blame her one bit. The sight of that hugely engorged cock was enough to turn on any normal woman. It was driving Teddi crazy, that was for sure.
"Mmmmm," Linda purred, reaching out to pet Frank's rigid boner, "we'll sure have to do something about this. Any ideas?"
"Yeah," Frank leered, "how about sitting on it?"
He rolled onto his back. His lust-stiffened cock stood straight up, drooling thickly and pointing at the ceiling. Linda gave a little whimper of longing and hurried to straddle him. She crouched over him and rubbed the juice
slick line of her slit over the swollen purple head of his cock.
"Yeah, baby," Frank leered, "just slide right down that thing."
Teddi stifled a whimper of longing as she watched Linda blissfully impaling herself on Frank's long rigid cock. The pretty redhead slid down the thing slowly, savoring the sensation as she was crammed with thick throbbing cockmeat. Teddi rubbed her swollen clit more urgently, with more pressure, her pussy pulsating and creaming, her lust at the boiling point.
"Oooooo, yesssss," Linda squealed.
She kept sliding till only Frank's big coarse furred balls showed, then he took over. Grasping her tiny waist, he snorted with lust and began hammering his stiff cock in and out of her juicy pussy. She squealed delightedly as he crammed and reamed her and her overflowing pussy juice gushed down her thighs.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, fuck it to me," she gurgled. "Nothing's better than your big hard cock."
"Not even that dildo?" Frank grinned.
"There's no comparison, baby," Linda moaned.
Teddi sadly agreed.. She could buy herself a whole truckload of fake cocks and they wouldn't replace the real thing, the thing she
craved right now. She wanted her husband's swollen cock in her cunt. Her massaging finger felt so inadequate compared to that. But it was all she had, and she kept rubbing her throbbing clit and aching to come.
Linda was having all the luck tonight. She had what Teddi craved. Her husband had come home after all, and he was giving her the good hard fucking she'd been aching for. Teddi wished she had that kind of luck, but no way in the world would Jim be home tonight. He wouldn't be home for another week. How in hell was she going to survive that long without sex?
Her eyes glowed with envy as she watched Frank's steel-stiff cock pistoning up and down in his wife's juicy fuck hole. Linda threw back her head and wailed as she took the thick reaming, and her ecstasy was obvious. Even out in the alley they could hear the obscene sucking noise Frank's big cock made as it forced out her molten cream.
"Ooooo, shit, honey, I'm gonna come," she sobbed.
"You and me both, baby," he leered.
And they wouldn't be alone. Clint's fist was working with lightning speed up and down his nearly-exploding cock as he watched them fuck. The kid had to be excited out of his mind as he eyed the sex-hungry redhead and pretended that
it was his cock not her husband's, she was enjoying. That hot fantasy was going to take him right over the edge.
Teddi didn't have a fantasy this time, just a frantic need to come. She had to do something about the hot ache in her cuntslit or she'd go crazy with frustration. She grasped her throbbing clit between thumb and forefinger and kneaded it furiously, matching the tempo of Frank's pile-driving cock as he fucked his moaning wife to the brink of climax.
It was a lot of action for a small town, Teddi thought wickedly. The would-be mayor was humping his wife after watching her use a dildo on herself, and unknown to them, a mother and son were out in the alley watching them and beating off. No need to go to the big city for kinkiness.
"Unnnnhhhhh, Frank, you're doing it to me," Linda sobbed, "ohhhhhhhh, baby, I'm coming!"
"Awwwwww, Christ, baby, take my come!" Frank roared as he sizzled his boiling jism into her womb.
They were both yelling pretty loud as they came, and Glint must have felt it was safe to make a little noise. "Awwwwwwwww, shit, unnnnggghhhhh!" he groaned as he shot his load.
Teddi watched the thick globs of his jism
catching the stream of light from the bedroom window. "Ohhhhhh, God, yessssss!" she gasped, bringing herself off hard.
She just prayed Clint hadn't heard her, but it was too late to do anything but sink to her knees and come, still frantically kneading her clit. The delicious orgasm burned through her body, giving her temporary relief from her aching lust. When it was over, she quickly zipped her jeans and hurried home. It was essential to be there waiting when Clint arrived.
She still hadn't confronted him about his kinky and dangerous habit, and she was starting to get hooked on peeping herself. She was just going to have to get tough-both with her son and with herself.