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Horny Balling Mother

 

Chapter 2

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Watching other couples through a telescope leads a mother and her son to each other's arm as well as pave the way for a three way relationship with a girl they used to watch.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Ma/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Lesbian   Incest   Mother   Son   Orgy   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Water Sports   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism   Novel-Pocketbook  

Joan was not bashful about jacking her son's cock off. On the contrary, it not only excited her to the point of orgasm, but it made her seriously consider fucking him.

They had moved into this apartment complex two months ago, finding it the best of any they inspected. It was small--only ten or twelve units, built in a square around a nice pool and patio with built-in barbecue with two tables. Ted was the only young one there, all the rest being adults. Most, as far as Joan knew, were single men and women, all of them working during the day.

Being without boys and girls his own age did not bother Ted. He had always been a loner. He didn't even seem to miss his father, and Joan sometimes wondered if he would miss her if she were suddenly gone from his life. He never seemed to have much interest in things. He was a good student, but thought sports were stupid. He preferred his books to chasing balls or trying to hit one with a piece of wood. His intelligence was far above average, and he had dreams of becoming an astronomer some day. He had a powerful telescope set up in his room that he studied the heavens with, and his bookshelf was filled with material on the subject.

Joan had been a widow for over five years before they moved into this apartment. Before that they'd lived in a house on the other side of town. But the place was much too large for just the two of them so she sold it at a good profit and they located this apartment. There was a shopping center near-by, and Ted walked to the movies when he wanted. He shopped for his mother when they needed something she had forgotten, and his generous allowance was spent on lenses and books about the stars and planets.

Ted was at the movies this night, and Joan was alone in the apartment. She was pleased that her son acted no differently toward her since she had jacked him off earlier in the day. In fact, once he got over his surprise, he seemed to act as if it were something his mother did for him on a daily basis. She was delighted that he showed no feelings of shame, or treated her as if she was something to be ashamed of.

She went into his room, suddenly eager to use his telescope to look at the stars. He actually had two of them set up. The larger, more powerful one, and a small one next to it. Both, she noticed, were not aimed into the sky now but downward. Curiously, she peeked into the larger telescope.

It had been adjusted to peer into a window directly across from their apartment. All she saw was a closed curtain with shadows moving behind it. But it had been set in place for some reason, Joan knew. Turning to the smaller one, she peered into it and found herself looking directly into Fawn's living room!

A shiver went through Joan as she saw Fawn sitting on the couch, apparently reading. The girl was in her robe, with her long legs propped up. One lovely tit was exposed, as were her thighs. Ted had shown his mother how to adjust the focus and pull in a bright, detailed image so as she peered into the eye piece, Joan turned the focus knob and found she could see Fawn's tit perfectly. With her pulse racing and her own tits swelling, Joan moved the telescope slightly, focusing it upon Fawn's thighs. The image seemed close enough for her to reach out and touch!

Fawn moved a hand along her thigh, sliding her robe away from her body as Joan watched. Joan noticed she could almost count the pores on that creamy, exciting flesh. As the robe parted, Joan began to moan softly. She was looking directly at the honey-colored curls of Fawn's cunt. Each strand seemed to leap out at her. She began to breathe heavily when Fawn drew her hand up her thigh and toyed with the lip of her cunt. There was something intensely erotic about watching Fawn without the girl realizing she was being seen.

As her cunt started twitching, Joan watched as Fawn parted the pink lips of her cunt and exposed her tiny, but obviously swollen clitoris. Fawn stroked it slowly, spreading her legs widely, her book forgotten now. Joan's eyes were straining with eager pleasure as Fawn slowly dipped a finger into her cunt and moved it back and forth, her rounded hips writhing in self-induced pleasure. The image of Fawn was so sharp and seemed so close, Joan was sure she could hear the soft moans of ecstasy Fawn must surely be making. She could see that wet finger glistening as it went in and out of her pink, hair-rimmed cunt, and could almost hear the moist sounds of it.

As often as Joan had used her own fingers on her pussy, she had not once thought it would be exciting to watch another girl finger-fuck herself. But as she watched, her own cunt was having fits between her thighs, boiling with wet heat. This was the girl who had only this afternoon wantonly teased her son into discharging inside his bathing trunks, and now she was finger-fucking herself with the drapes open. Remembering the things she had heard at the pool, Joan wondered if Fawn was aware that Ted had his telescope trained on her window, and that she finger-fucked herself as another means of teasing him at night.

She watched Fawn with pleasure, seeing the rounded hips arch up as the girl apparently came. Fawn pulled her finger from her cunt and Joan watched in amazement as the girl licked it, running her tongue about the wetness and finally plunging the finger in and out of her mouth rapidly.

When Fawn finally turned out her lights and went to bed, Joan turned her attention back to the larger telescope. This time she saw that she had missed the opening in the curtains across the way. Through a two-inch slit she could see the bed there, and she gasped loudly. On the bed was a woman she knew who lived on the bottom floor, spread out with her hairy cunt revealed. Then she saw a man move between the woman's thighs, his cock hard and his hairy balls swinging. Joan's pussy throbbed as she saw the woman grasp the man's cock and stuffed it into her cunt. The man's cock slipped all the way into that hairy cunt, and the woman's legs wrapped around his waist. Joan watched his balls bounce up and down as the couple started fucking vigorously.

Joan shoved her hand under her skirt and inside her panties, finding her cunt wet and hot to the touch. She rubbed at the puffy lips of her cunt as she watched the man and woman fuck. She could almost feel the man's cock thrusting into her own cunt as she rammed two fingers into herself.

With her hand flying under her skirt, Joan panted with steaming excitement, watching the man and woman fucking so eagerly, wishing she was there on her back with his cock plunging so powerfully into her pussy, probing and stretching and filling her. His balls bounced about, banging against the woman's lifted ass, and then a hand came down and around and started twisting and squeezing his balls. Joan was so excited she could almost feel his balls in her own hand. The woman's face could just be seen past the man's shoulder, and Joan was certain the woman was screaming out her ecstasy. At least her mouth was open and her eyes were wide and glazed.

Joan spread her feet on the floor and half bent her knees as she fucked herself frantically. Her panties were causing her some troubles, but she was so excited she didn't want to take the time to remove them. If she did she might miss the finish of the man and woman across the way.

She was disappointed when she saw the man's naked ass slam hard between the woman's legs and his body go stiff. He was coming, and it was over much too fast for Joan. She kept watching them as they relaxed, and then the man lifted from between the woman's legs. The woman stayed on the bed, her legs wide, and Joan watched her hairy cunt drip with the come juice, her hand moving about the thick curls of her pussy.

Still excited, Joan turned from the telescope, her hand still inside her panties. She pulled the drapes and turned on the light, looking about her son's bedroom. She seldom had reason to enter it. Ted always made his own bed and kept his room neat and clean. Now she looked around. Near the telescopes she saw where her son sat as he jacked off while he watched either Fawn or the couple. The fact that her son was peeking into windows at night did not disturb Joan. She, too, had found how exciting it could be. She wasn't sure she wanted anyone to peek in at her, but it was fun to watch others in secret.

Turning off the light, she went back to the living room, and just in time because Ted came in as soon as she sat down.

"Enjoy the movie, honey?" she asked him.

"It was okay," he said, flopping down on the couch and slumping forward, his legs apart. Joan found her eyes moving to the front of his pants, wishing his cock was hard. "It wasn't as good as I thought it would be. Hey, it's a good night to study the stars."

He jumped up instantly and went to his room. Joan knew he would be disappointed. Fawn and the couple across the way were all through for the night.

"Mom, have you been in my room?"

She looked up. "I was there, honey," she said. "I thought it might need some straightening up. Do you always leave your curtains open?"

She looked directly into his eyes, letting him know she had discovered he was looking at more than stars. Ted gazed back at his mother unflinchingly.

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