Tempted Moms Ch. 03: Peeping Tom

Both of them were on the verge when suddenly the young lad groaned in a very clear voice, "OH fuck, Mom, I'm going to cum."

Rachel's eyes widen, and she gasped loudly just as her climax was peeked and stuttered, "Wha... wha... what did she say?"

Kyle jerked his cock rapidly, looked at his mother and grunted, "He said, fuck Mom I'm going to cum."

Rachel's fingers pressed hard into her snatch as her orgasm exploded. Her mind spun wildly out of control as those words rang in her brain, and she groaned, "Oh no; he can't be her... her son?

Kyle grabbed his cock hard as it spurted onto his chest and then said, "Holy fuck, Mom, did you cum too?"

Rachel pulled her hand way and shot off of bed shouting in a disturbed whisper, "They can't be. It's not... not real? They're just actors."

"No, Mom. It was real," Kyle said, still holding his shaft. "That's the son of the mother who caught me the other day. I met him at school and had him film this for me. I told him I would tell his dad what he was doing if he didn't do it."

"Oh my god, Kyle!" Rachel said and rushed out the door.

Back in bed with her husband Rachel had trouble sleeping. She couldn't shake the pictures of the woman blowing her own offspring. But also couldn't cope with why she got so excited herself. Tired and drained she finally dozed off.

Meanwhile, Kyle lay in his bed and grinned after seen his mother cum right next to him. He couldn't help but wonder if he could seduce her into carrying out a sexual act with him.

In the morning, Rachel was quiet - Kyle noticed, as he carried on a discussion with his father. He also didn't like how she just gave him a fast peck before he left for school.

Then at supper when she didn't speak, even his father figured something was wrong and actually questioned her about it.

Rachel looked at him, smiled and said, "Oh I've been thinking about Steff lately and I guess it just got me depressed."

"Well cut it out."

"Alright dear."

They all retired into the living room and of course his dad put on a game. However, after 20 minutes he hears his mother excuse herself to already take her shower.

Kyle waited 10 minutes after she left and dashed away himself.

He ventured out onto the roof and was disappointed when he saw the blinds closed.

Shit, I think that video got mom upset, he thought as he went back into his room. But all was not lost. For he still had one more video and waited until his parents went to bed.

Once he was sure, he slipped in the second film and hit play.

Rachel lay in the bed still restless from the night before. She couldn't shake the images of that woman and son and then when her husband began snoring, she quietly left the bed and threw on a short, baby blue robe before tip toeing out the door.

Kyle was engrossed in the new video when he heard a light rap at his door, and it slowly opens to reveal his mother once more.

He smiled, paused the movie and said, "Come on in, Mom," and patted the bed with his hand.

Rachel cautiously proceeded into his room. But instead of sitting down she stood next to him and said, "Kyle, you do know how wrong it is for them to have done that right?"

"So you didn't find it exciting? I mean you were getting into it even after you heard they were related?" Kyle replied, looking very questioning.

"Okay maybe I did. But I think it was the shock of it that pushed me over the edge."

"So what your saying is, it wouldn't affect you now?"

Rachel paused for a second and said, "Yes that is correct."

Kyle restarted the video from the beginning and heard his mother stammer, "What are you doing?"

"Seeing if what you said is true."

"Kyle, turn that off right now."

"Listen, Mom," Kyle uttered with a confident attitude. "The only way I'm going to believe you is if you watch this video with me."

"And what would that prove?"

Kyle snickered, "That you're not lying about how it makes you feel."

With a loud huff, Rachel crossed her arms and gnarled, "Fine!"

She hesitantly slid next to him and watched as the video started off with the woman walking into her room followed by her son. They both then heard the mother close the door and whisper, "This is too dangerous, Jacob. Your dad can stop watching TV at any moment. We should wait until he leaves again."

But her son followed up by saying, "Mom, you've been driving me crazy all day dressed like that. I don't think I can wait that long."

The mother looked down at her tight black jeans and smiled, replying, "I just gave you a blow job last night. Didn't that help curb your horniness?"

"It did a little. But what I really need is to feel your sweet pussy again," and he pulled her tight to his body.

Rachel gasped softly and covered her mouth. Then Kyle said, "You okay, Mom?"

Shocked, she responded only with a nod and crossed her legs tightly. Her body ignited with desire and caught her off guard.

You can't let him see its affecting you, she thought and straightened her posture while resting her folded hands on top of her knee.

Rachel watched as the mother playfully slapped his arm and chimed, "You can be so fresh."

Her son just smiled and kissed her deeply.

"Isn't this the hottest thing you've ever seen?" Kyle queried.

Rachel, in a barely audible tone replied, "I can't believe that is her son."

"We'll believe it. Just look how passionate they are together."

"Yes. I admit. They do seem genuinely into each other."

Fixated, they both watched as the son wiggled a hand into his mother's tight pants and listened as she moaned and then heard him hiss, "Mom, you're so fucking wet."

The mother purred as she unzipped his pants and removed his hard cock from its hiding place. Slowly, she stroked it up and down and cooed, "Does my little boy like that?"

Kyle rubbed his groin on top of his trousers and then noticed movement next to him. He grinned as his mother's hand gradually moved off her knee and up her thigh.

That's it, Mom. I knew you would get into it.

Rachel felt flush as her body fidgeted on the bed. Her building lust was getting the best of her, and she had trouble controlling her actions. Without thinking, her hand slipped between her robe and inched every closer to her most sacred spot.

The couple was now really getting into their mutual foreplay and grunted louder as they played.

Fuck I can't help it either, Kyle thought and unleashed his hard dick. He looked at his mother's face and noticed her eyes glance over as he started to masturbate and grinned when she didn't say a word.

Oh my god he's jerking his big cock next to me again. I wonder if I could even take that whole thing in my mouth, she thought and pushed her hand hard into her crevice.

Oh no... What's wrong with me? I can't be thinking those thoughts. He's my son. But her eyes stayed focused on his groin and couldn't help but rub her own crotch in sync with his strokes. Suddenly, she heard the woman chime, "Yes baby," and looked to see the boy unbuttoning her pants and then tugged her panties to the floor. Rachel's heart fluttered as the mother's legs parted slightly and saw her son insert his fingers into her snatch.

Oh my god! He's fingering her! His own mother! her mind yelled as the woman whimpered and moaned, "Mmm. Ohhh. That's it, baby. Make mommy cum."

"Jesus, Mom. This is so hot," Kyle groaned and watched as the mother slid her son's trousers to the floor also.

Kyle heard a light whimper coming from his mother and spied her lips parted slightly as her breath heaved. And also caught her hips lightly pushing upward every second or so.

Do I dare? he thought. Would she stop me? Fuck I have to try, his mind replied and scooted his body closer to hers, only stopping when he felt his stroking arm brush against hers.

Rachel quickly looked to her son and went to speak when she heard him brazenly announce, "Look at her face, Mom. She loves what he's doing to her."

Rachel looked back at the video and once again got caught up on the action. And could only nod when her son asked, "Don't you think?"

Kyle watched his mother intensely and when she appeared to be in a trance, he lightly tugged on her robe, which caused it to open just enough for him to peek inside.

Kyle's cum bubbled up his shaft as he glanced at her hand tucked under her white lace panties, moving rapidly over her clit.

Rachel couldn't stop watching as the mother jerked her son off feverishly while both of them grunting wildly. Her pussy muscles tightened when the boy groaned, "Fuck Mom, you're going to make me cum."

Kyle's heart raced, and he thought, It's now or never. Deliberately, he moved his hand off his cock and over to his mother, placing it on top of her hand that was tucked under her panties and gradually moved it in time with her rubbing.

Shocked, Rachel gasped, "What are you doing?"

Shhh, Mom. I'm just helping you like the boy is helping his mother.

"My god, Kyle! Do you know how wrong this is?"

"Just watch, Mom. Look how good he's making her feel. I just want to give you the same pleasure."

Rachel groaned as her eyes fluttered and her son pressed his hand firmly down upon hers. Her body tingled as her lust quickly over took her rational thinking.

Kyle grinned when she made no attempt to stop him. Patiently he bided his time, until her hand quickened its pace across her excited clit. Then swiftly he lowered his digits down past her flicking fingers and pushed them hard into her panties, forcing them to nudge into her pussy slit and heard her softly moan.

Oh my god! He's touching my pussy, Rachel's mind cried until her eyes closed and her head tossed back. With what reasonable sense she could muster she softy pleaded, "Please Kyle, it's so wrong."

Harder Kyle pushed and shoved until finally her hand eased out of the way. Her breath quickened while her hips lightly bucked upward sending more of the flimsy material inside her.

He couldn't believe what happened next when suddenly her hand encompassed over his solid shaft and patiently stroked him off.

"Oh f-f-fuck, Mom," he groaned as she whimpered and thrashed next to him.

The action on the screen was heavy now. Both their bodies were jerking and shuttering as they continued on with their assault on each other. And then suddenly they heard the mother whimper, "Jacob. I'm cumming." And the son replied, "Cum on my fingers, Mom."

Kyle motioned his hand up and slipped it inside his mother's panties. Easing it down he didn't stop until he had two digits snuggled into her soaked snatch.

Rachel inhaled loudly as she squeezed his cock tightly and squealed, "Ohhh. Your fingers are inside me. This can't be happening."

Kyle responded, "It is, Mom. Let me make you cum like the woman on the screen."

Rachel moaned, "Oh God." And bucked her hips up harder sending her son's penetrating digits deeper into her hot cunt.

Oh fuck. OH fuck. Why am I letting him do this? He's going to make me cum. My son is going to make me cum! her mind screamed as her body tingled with sexual delight.

Kyle worked his fingers faster into her sultry snatch while her hand stroked him off rapidly. His own cum was just about ready to blow, and he grunted, "Fuck, Mom. Cum... Cum for me."

Rachel's body heaved up high as her hand clutched onto his steel pole, and she wailed blissfully, Oh Oh Oh! I'm cumming!!!"

Kyle grunted and sank his fingers deep into her quivering cunt just as his cock exploded inside her death grip hand.

The room was dark. The video ended. And all that could be heard was the sound of heavy panting.

Kyle slowly eased his digits out of his mother's wet snatch, just as her hand slipped off his dick. He leaned over and was just about to kiss her lips when she bolted to her feet and in a loud whisper said, "What did we do? Oh my God."

Kyle yelled, "I love you, Mom," as she made her fast getaway.

In her own bed, Rachel struggled over what she had done. What started out as an attempt to help him had blossomed into losing her own self-control.

At breakfast, Rachel put on a fake smile and kept her distance from her son once again. Not sure how to handle this new situation, she felt it best to wait until she could think over it.

Kyle sighed and figured she was pissed at him and thought, Fuck, maybe I pushed her too far this time.

Hopeful that night, Kyle got the video ready but his mother never paid him a visit. He even tried over the next couple days to catch her in the shower, but every time the shades were drawn even when he purposely opened them prior to her going inside.

Eventually his urges to watch people had returned and couldn't shake the need to spy into windows.

So over the next week, after his parents went to sleep, he snuck out in hopes of catching a peek. Finally, his luck changed when he came upon a window where a young boy and woman were necking on the living room sofa. After watching them for about a half hour, things started to get heated. But suddenly the woman jumped to her feet and scolded the young man. He felt a rush of excitement when he heard the woman yell, "That's far enough, young man. Teaching you to kiss is one thing. You groping your own mother is another."

Holy fuck! he thought, but then felt a hard tap on his shoulder and he turned around abruptly to see his mother's dagger-like stare.

"What the fuck are you doing? We discussed this indecency. I think I've even gone beyond what a mother should do to help her son."

"But Mom. I... I have tried to stop. It's just that. Well, you abandoned me. I just needed to do something to make me feel better."

"Oh Kyle, I wouldn't ever do that," she said and hugged him tightly. Kyle sniffled on her shoulder and held her back and felt her hand stroke his hair lightly.

But they suddenly they heard a voice yell from the front door, "Who's out there? I'm calling the police."

Rachel grabbed her son's arm and said, "Hurry this way" and they dashed through the back yards. A couple blocks away they slowed down to catch their breaths and Kyle said, "Wow, that was close."

"Honey, you have to stop doing this."

"I know, Mom. I know," Kyle replied, holding his head low.

Rachel could tell he was sincere and once again hugged him and said "It's ok, baby. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. That wasn't my intention. I just felt that what we had done had crossed a very taboo line."

"Mom, if it bothered you that you came on my fingers, why didn't you just tell me?"

Rachel stepped back, still holding his arms said, "Please Kyle, stop that kind of talk."

"But Mom. That is what happened. And I only did it because I wanted to give you something back for helping me like you have."

"Oh Kyle, what am I going to do with you?" Rachel replied, shaking her head and hugged him once more.

In their loving embrace, Rachel whispered, "Let's go home."

Kyle nodded and they slowly strolled back holding each others hands without saying a word.

Once at their door Rachel softly spoke, "Now try to be quiet when you're going to your room. I don't want to wake your father."

Again, Kyle nodded and followed her inside. Then crept up the steps and waved to her as she entered her bedroom. Kyle watched as she disappeared into the room and closed his door softly.

In the darkness, he stripped naked and crawled into his bed and lay on his back with his arm folded behind his head and reminisced over the nice walk he shared with his mother.

Fifteen minutes had passed when his door slowly opened. Kyle sat up on his elbows and watched as his mother gracefully entered his room wearing a light rose colored, very sheer baby doll that showed her bare bubbly breast underneath and a pair of matching pink panties that also were highly transparent.

"Mom?" he whispered as his cock jumped under the cover when she seductively sashayed towards his side.

Rachel bent over and whispered, "Okay, I'll watch just one more video with you."

Kyle grinned and nodded and was about to leap from his bed when it hit him; he was hard naked under the covers.

Rachel noticed his sudden stop and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not decent, Mom."

"So? It's not like I haven't seen your cock already. I mean I did stroke it."

"Wow Mom, I never heard you talk like that."

Rachel eased his covers back and looked straight at his hard dick and replied, "Oh you're already hard. Did I do that?"

Kyle just nodded and she chuckled, "You're such a naughty boy. Getting hard from looking at your mother."

Kyle just smiled and then heard her say, "Well, don't just lay there, get the video started."

Quickly, he fired up his laptop and installed the flash drive before diving back into his bed.

Rachel had already positioned herself on the bed, with her back resting high on the headboard and whispered, "Make sure the volume isn't too loud, Kyle; we wouldn't want to wake your father."

Kyle jumped back up and waited until he heard the mother on the video say, "God Jacob... I didn't think he was ever going to leave," and adjusted the sound until he thought it was fine. Then lay himself close to his mother with his back also resting on the headboard.

Rachel held her son's hand and rested it upon her thigh and whispered, "Now let's try to control ourselves this time."

"Okay, Mom," Kyle whispered back and squeezed her hand.

They both watched intensely as the forbidden sexual foreplay unfolded before them. And it didn't take long before Rachel's breath was racing once more.

Kyle's cock was as hard as a rock as he watched the boy finger fuck his mother once again and groaned, "Fuck, Mom. He really knows how to please her."

"Yes... yes he does," Rachel hesitantly replied feeling her own body becoming excited, her personal demons breaking free as she watched intensely at the screen. She desperately struggled to keep herself under control but noticed the arm holding her son twitched on its own and then suddenly moved.

No, Rachel! Control yourself, she forcefully thought, yet her hand gingerly inched higher up her thigh.

Fight it. You can do this. Still her hand moved and was now pushing inward closing the distance to her forbidden area.

No... stop it. I must stop myself. But alas, she heard the mother moan in pleasure and looked up at the screen. Her eyes focused on the woman's face and recognized her expression. It was that of a woman reaching a climax. No longer could she control her actions as the young lad brought his mother to a blissful orgasm, and she inhaled deeply when she pushed her son's hand hard against her covered crotch.

Kyle was ecstatic and wasted no time forcing his middle finger into the material covering her crotch and pushed it between her pussy lips. He heard her groan softly as he motioned his hand up and down over her clit and could feel her little bud becoming hard.

Oh no. Oh no. Not again. But her thoughts didn't match her words, and she murmured," Yes... Oh yes..." while her hips rocked under his moving hand.

Kyle turned on his side and draped a leg over his mother's thigh causing her legs to spread wider as he slid his body lower and suckled her soft breast through the material.

"Mmm... Ahhh... Ohhh..." he heard her whine and tucked his hand inside her panties.

"Oh ffffuck, Kyle," Rachel sighed as her young man pinched her nipple between his teeth while vigorously stimulating her clit with his finger. Her body twitched and shook as her approaching climax built.

Faster he fingered her and then with his free hand he patiently timed when his mother lifted her ass and nudged her panties down.

"K... Kyle. Oh honey. What do you think you're doing?"

Kyle removed his mouth from her breast and whispered, "I'm going to make you cum on my tongue," and with that he quickly slithered down between her legs and pierced his tongue through her folds.