The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games - Sex Stories

The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games

... wrong and Vernon felt slight relief from guilt. After Vernon dropped her off in his car, he sped back home and got in her car. Six long, mind numbing, hours later his mother’s car was finally finished. He barely paid attention to the mechanic as he droned on about which belt was loose, which bearing was missing, which gasket needed replacing. He wanted out of there, he was annoyed and miserable. Vernon went home and got in his car again. He didn’t want his mother to know he had spent nearly $500 on getting her car tuned up. She would demand to know where he got the money. When he arrived at the nearby location to pick her up, he couldn’t help but smile, noticing how jovial she was. He started feeling a little better, thinking that maybe she was happy to see him. When she grabbed his hand, trailing her fingers across it and talking about her day on the way home, he forgot about the newest challenge from Bob. Later that evening, he heard a knock at his bedroom door. He had showered and was putting some socks on while sitting on his bed. “Come in.” “Hi there Vernie. I was thinking we could find a movie on TV to watch,” his mother suggested. “Yeah, that’d be great mom, I’d love that,” Vernon replied. There was relief in his voice. He had decided in the shower that he didn’t need to film her. No one was forcing him. He was done. Nicole threw her arms around him, snuggling close on the couch, kissing his cheek. “Love my little Vernie,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder. He ...

... raised his arm, placing it around his mother, holding her close to him on the couch. The movie was quite boring and Vernon had trouble keeping his eyes open. Leaning his head back on the couch with a slight smile on his face, he ran his hand up and down his mother’s side. She was so warm and soft in his arm. The guilt and anxiety slowly washed away. He smiled when he pictured her beautiful backside in the shower. He stirred when he felt her move to grab a pillow to place on his lap. Watching her stretch out on the couch and lay her head in his lap, he casually trailed his fingers across her hip. She was wearing more tight yoga pants. They were grey in color and hugged her butt tight, going into the crack. Vernon was staring at her, unaware that he was salivating, and unaware that his cock was hard. He replayed footage of her nude ass in head, while his finger lightly trailed back and forth on her hip and thigh. She was oblivious as she rested her head on his lap, her eyes toward the movie. “It’s perfect,” Vernon said to himself. His mother stirred and for an instant he thought she heard the voice in his head compliment her. “Ok, well that movie was kinda bland wasn’t it?” Nicole asked, sitting up and getting off the couch. Standing a couple feet in front of him, facing away, she fumbled with the remote to turn off the TV. Vernon stared at her butt. His cock twitched as he watched her reach back to pull her yoga pants out of her asscrack. “Alright, there we go. I’m heading to ...