f****y Peepers -Anonymous Author - Sex Stories

f****y Peepers -Anonymous Author

... in the morning, still groggy with sl**p so that the hand-job had a dreamlike quality. And he almost always jerked off as soon as he got into bed at night. And quite often he enjoyed a hand-job during the course of the day. Jerking off was a lonely occupation but it served to take the pressure off his cock and balls. It was better than nothing. He heard his mother come into the room but didn't look up from the magazine. Virginia came over and stood behind his chair. Jimmy was glad that he was reading a wholesome sports magazine instead of a girly magazine as the woman leaned over his shoulder. Her fat tits brushed against his neck. Jimmy tensed. He could feel the stiff tips of his mom's tits brush against him. He blushed, embarrassed by his own reactions. Obviously his mother didn't realize what she was doing to him. She probably still thought that he was an innocent c***d, he guessed. Wild images flashed through his fevered brain. As an infant, he had nursed on those big nipples-and how he would love to nurse on them again! Virginia rubbed her tits against him for a moment, pretending to be taking an interest in his reading matter. Then she moved away. As she crossed the room, Jimmy stared at her swinging ass. He could see the indentation of the crack between her ass cheeks quite clearly through her nightie and he gulped. His big prick, a blessing that he had inherited from his robust daddy, gave a lurch. Jimmy blushed again, ashamed and embarrassed at getting a hard-on ...

... over his mother. That was real naughty, he knew but all the more thrilling because of it. His cock hardened and rose up inside his jeans like a fleshy lever and his balls ballooned between his legs. He glanced down and saw that the outline of his hard-on was very obvious. He hoped his mom didn't notice! But how could he hide a huge cock-bulge like that in his skin-tight jeans? The boy felt trapped and panicky. If his mother stayed in the room, he just couldn't get up from the chair without revealing his booming hard-on. He lowered the magazine into his lap, shielding his disgrace. Virginia curled gracefully onto the couch. Pretending to be looking at the television, she drew one leg up, her knee bent. She squirmed around, as if getting comfortable and managed to slide the hem of her negligee higher over her lush hips, as if by accident. Jimmy gaped at her, unable to conceal his fascination. His eyes bugged, his jaw dropped open wide and beads of sweat dotted his brow. The way she was sitting, with one knee raised, Jimmy could look right up her nightie! He could see her bushy cunt mound and, in the shadows, glimpse a flash of pink pussy lips. The boy's head spun. So much bl**d had rushed into the building of his enormous hard-on that his brain was starved for oxygen. Virginia sneaked a sideways glance at her son and smiled as she noted his reaction to her display. Still feigning an interest in the television, she wriggled around a bit. She arched her back, thrusting her ...