At Mothers Window Again - Sex Stories

At Mothers Window Again

... in her hands and watched it shrink like a demon conquered. Her ass still moved over his face demanding to be licked. The tip of her tongue plucked the last drop of semen from its tiny opening and spread it sensuously on her smiling lips. She was coming again almost instantly. A few nights later, my Dad caught Tommy Dory peeking in her window. There was hell to pay and the whole street knew about it. Few could resist a few snickering jokes about Œpeeping Tom¹. But, aside from Tommy¹s disgrace, the main message in the neighborhood was that my mother didn¹t pull her blinds. Curfew came earlier for the rest of the summer, and even the older guys didn¹t congRayate beneath the streetlight any more. The loose screen on my bedroom window got a workout almost every night. I prowled the neighborhood shadows with my friends until the last light was extinguished. Whereas before there had been only the occasional titillating sight, now there were a few more blinds carelessly agape. We found a favourite on a neighboring street and watched almost nightly as she entertained men in her bedroom. Her husband was a cop and worked nights walking a beat downtown. Our house was the last one at the end the road, up on a bit of a hill and backing on to a maple wood lot. Coming home from our nightly excursions, we always approached by one of the many paths through the trees. My mother¹s blinds were always open and quite often there would be someone there watching. One muggy night we were already there ...

... behind the shed when two shadowy figures crept along the side of the house. They nestled back against the bushes close to where we were hidden. In the dim reflected light from the window we could clearly see that it was Ray and Muriel, Tommy¹s mother and dad. Inside the house, my mother was trying on clothes. She wore no underwear and wriggling into the garments let her move her tits and ass in a very provocative way. Ray and Muriel stood nestled together like spoons with him wrapping her in his arms from behind. She wore the shorts and halter that was de riguer for such sultry nights and Ray wasted no time in baring her trembling tits. She was bigger there than my mom and I heard her whisper that fact to her husband. Ray¹s hand was already in the front of her shorts and she had to undo the button to keep it from popping. Her own hand had found the stiff cylinder in Ray¹s pants and they frigged each other while watching my mother sway naked in front of her mirror. They were close enough to us that we could smell Muriel¹s musk as Ray pulled down her shorts. We were enthralled to hear the lubricious click of his fingers as they slid in and out of her. The scene through the window had moved to the bed and my mother¹s fingers stroked sensuously between her legs. Muriel¹s panties lay on the grass and Ray had replaced his fingers with the real thing. Muriel talked dirtier as she got more excited. She marveled at the thick hair on my mother¹s cunt and we grinned to hear her say the ...