Mommy, Sonny And a Voyeur IV
2005-12-05
Blake squinted through the eyepiece of his Nikon, which was perched on a tripod on the railing of his cabin. He scanned the beach in front of Meg's cottage, twisting the lens until the beach was in sharp focus. He saw Justin through the powerful zoom lens first, clad only in his tight little red swim trunks and building an impressively large sand castle at the water's edge. He nudged the camera with his fingertip, up the beach, and was immediately rewarded with the sight of Meg sprawled face down on her beach towel, basking in the already hot rays of the late morning sunshine. He was momentarily disappointed to see that she was lying in profile to him - he had been hoping for a shot of her gorgeous, rounded ass. Ah well, he could be patient. He took a sip from his cold beer, thankful for the shade of the overhanging porch roof. Not for the first time, he mourned the fact that he would no longer be able to ogle her spectacular tits as she lay topless. No, not with Justin around. But you couldn't have everything. Watching her masturbate through her bedroom window, jacking off together with Justin, and especially sucking the boy's tasty little cock, had more than made up for it. He licked his lips as he relished the memory. This was already a summer to remember. He thought back to Justin's description of his and Meg's boat trip out on the lake, and he felt his cock twitch with arousal. The thought of that babe and her son watching each other piss was so fucking erotic! And Justin was obviously aroused by what he had seen. And the thong! He was amazed at her boldness - she apparently had no qualms about parading around in front of Justin half-nude.
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He allowed himself to briefly fantasize about wicked mom and horny son falling into a perverted sexual relationship, then chuckled at his own folly. That shit only happens in porno stories, he told himself. He squinted through the eyepiece again, and his eyebrows arched with interest. Meg had adjusted her towel to follow the sun's movement across the sky, and was now lying diagonally to him, still on her stomach, and facing slightly away from him. He gazed upon the sculptured beauty of the rounded globes of her ass. Shit, that bathing suit was skimpy! In fact, from this angle, it appeared that she was completely naked. The gentle flare of her hips hid the waistband of the suit, and the narrow string of the thong was completely buried between her ass cheeks. He simply *had* to go over there and sunbathe with her again. He zoomed in as far as the lens would allow, until her prone body completely filled the viewfinder. He snapped off a half-dozen photographs at varying shutter speeds and lens apertures. He wanted to be sure at least one of the photos was a keeper. Man, she was hot! His unblinking eyes traveled up and down her body, beginning with her slim ankles, up her rounded calves, up the tanned shapely thighs, pausing at her round ass. He noted that her cheeks were much paler than the rest of her body, compliments of the new, more revealing suit. He knew a good ass when he saw one, and this one was damn good. A bit wider and fuller than most men liked, but he liked larger butts.Athens Independent Escorts and Escort Agencies
Her whole body was covered with a shiny layer of perspiration and suntan oil, and Blake licked his lips with his wet tongue. How could Justin resist this? He eased the camera back to where the boy had been crouching in the sand, and chuckled. Well, it turned out that Justin *couldn't* resist. He was half-heartedly building his sand castle, true, but Blake could clearly see that Justin's eyes were trained elsewhere, watching his mother sunbathe. Blake imagined Justin's erection growing, as he gazed with lust at his sexy mom. But he couldn't tell with certainty if Justin really did have a hardon. He was facing away from him, and besides, that amount of detail was probably beyond the capability of the zoom lens. Blake swiveled the camera on its tripod mount back at Meg. He continued his lusty gaze, starting this time at her ass, then roaming up her tanned, muscular back. . . wait a minute! He rubbed his eyes and tweaked the focus. "Holy shit," he muttered out loud. "Is she topless?" There definitely wasn't a bra strap interrupting the sleek lines of her back. He squinted into the viewfinder.Erkek Eskort İstanbul
Yes, she had loosened her straps - he could just barely make them out lying on the towel next to her, and he could see the creamy, smooth sides of her unadorned tits as they pressed into her beach blanket. Blake shook his head in amazement. He couldn't believe she was doing this in front of her horny son. She apparently was clueless about the hormones that rage through the bodies of thirteen-year old boys!His view was briefly obscured, and then the tanned thin form of Justin filled the viewfinder. He had obviously tired of his sand castle construction, and Blake watched as he sat next to his mother, his gangly legs stretched out in front of him. Now *this* was getting interesting. *****Meg put her book aside and stretched her lithe body facedown along the towel, soaking up the warm rays. She wished she could lie topless, but Justin's presence obviously made that impossible. Maybe, though, she could at least loosen the bra straps? She *hated* tan lines. She glanced over her shoulder at Justin building his sand castle at the water's edge. She noted gratefully that he didn't seem to be paying too much attention to her nearly nude butt. . . maybe she had been silly to be worried about it. She untied the bra straps, let them fall to her side, and buried her face in the luxurious softness of the beach towel.shemale escort dubai escords
She was so relaxed, drifting lazily away in the warm sunshine, and more than a little horny. She fantasized about what she had read in the last chapter of her novel. She imagined herself as the heroine of the story, being taken by the Latin stud. Unconsciously, she pushed her hips into the towel beneath her, stimulating herself. Through her semi-sleep state, she gradually became aware of a ticklish sensation on her calf. Thinking a fly had landed on her, she flicked her leg absent-mindedly in her dream-like state. But she felt it again, this time higher up her leg, behind her knee. This time, she lifted her head and looked behind her, squinting into the dazzling sunlight. It was Justin. He was kneeling next to her, grasping a large blade of grass in his little fingers, and sliding it along her bare leg. "Watcha doin' you little stinker?"Justin began to giggle. "Oh nothin'," he said innocently. "Ticklish?""You *know* I am. . .escorta arad escort turkey bugatti escort adoos eskorter escort fetish adult friendfinde shemale contacts
you used to tickle me all the time. ""I remember. " Justin tossed aside the blade of grass and fluttered his fingers along her hip, up toward her waist. Meg jerked away spasmodically and giggled. "Now you stop that!" she reproached him playfully. She was vaguely aware of the fact that she was wearing a skimpy thong, and of how close his hands were to her naked butt cheeks. "NO!" laughed Justin, at the same time playful and defiant. And he more insistently fluttered his fingers along the small of her waist. Meg yelped and scooted her hips sideways, giggling and laughing. Almost too late, she remembered she had loosed her bra straps. She clutched the bathing suit top to her loosely hanging breasts. Justin was half-laying on top of her now, pinning her down on her towel. His insistent fingers were fluttering along her sides, and in her armpits, as she laughed hysterically. "No. .eskort bayan halkalı eskortlar ikitelli eskort istanbul avrupa yakası eskort istanbul bayan eskort istanbul elit bayan eskort istanbul eskort
. NO. . . " she plead with Justin to stop, but she was out of breath with laughter, and she writhed her body to and fro, trying to escape the tickling fingers. Justin hooted with laughter, and his mother squirmed as he tickled her mercilessly, laughing and gasping for breath. Justin climbed on top of her, pinning her down. He weighed much less than she did, and Meg could have flipped him off if she had really wanted, but she was enjoying the fun and bonding with her adolescent son. But through her and Justin's giggles, she was becoming keenly aware of a new sensation. Justin was stretched out on top of her, pressing almost the full weight of his nearly nude body into her sticky, perspiring skin. His crotch was pressed against her naked buttocks, and she could feel the satiny fabric of his swim trunks, still wet from the lake, against her bare skin. This didn't seem right. "Stop. . .Escort Jigolo İstanbul |Escort girls Turkey|Turkish Jigolo Services |Escort Girls in Istanbul |Jigolo Ajansı İstanbul |Istanbul Escort Guide|Sitemap|ilçeler|PartnerWeb Tasarımı Hitit Ajans
Stop it Justin!" But her son was insistent as he pushed down against her. He was fully sprawled along her back, and his legs were pinning hers to the beach towel. Meg could only buck half-heartedly. She was out of breath, and suddenly didn't seem to have the strength to push him off of her. He was still tickling her lightly along her sides, but it was almost more of a caress. . . his hands moved up to the sides of her breasts, touching her. . . She bucked her hips off of the towel, trying to push him away, but he pressed back against her. She could feel something. . . something not right.eskort, eskort bayan travesti
. . pushing against her buttocks. It was a firmness, a hard. . . Oh God. . . A tingle coursed through her groin as Justin humped rapidly against her. But this wasn't right! "STOP IT JUSTIN!" she yelled, and with supreme force of will, she bucked her rear end into the air, and Justin fell away to her side. Mother and son's eyes met briefly, and then he clambered to his feet and ran toward the cabin. Blake snapped the last photo on the roll of film, dumbfounded by what he had watched and photographed. He sat back and exhaled loudly, and realized that he had been holding his breath for probably two minutes. His heart was pounding violently in his chest.yasemin escort ara escort ilanları resimli eskort eskort ilan siteleri elit eskort ankara mersin eskort
He had just watched little innocent Justin humping his mother, poking his little prick against her round full ass. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. It looked as if it had started innocently enough - a little light-hearted fun between mother and child - tickling and giggling. But with Justin it had started to turn into something much more. What, Blake wondered, did Meg think of what had happened? She had let the game go on a long time - had she been aroused by it?Blake peered through the viewfinder.escorte girl
His cock, though, was still stiffly erect beneath his shorts. He continued to gaze at Meg, but the distance between them was increasingly frustrating him. He wanted to see her up close, see her behavior, talk to her. What he really wanted to do was fuck her senseless but he figured that was out of the question. *****Meg quickly refastened her swimsuit top, tying it behind her. She laid on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, stunned at what had just happened. She was breathing heavily, whether from shock or excitement or what, she didn't know. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and stung her eyes. What had just happened? She had been dreamily lying in the sun, and then Justin was playing a tickling game with her. But before she knew it he was on top of her, pressing his. . . Was it just a natural extension of the game, or something more? She didn't dare want to think that Justin was sexually aroused by her, and was acting out his fantasy. But she couldn't deny that he was sexually aroused. There was no mistaking the feel of his erection through his shorts, poking against her rear end, her crotch.And where did he learn that from anyway? His adulthood was approaching at great speed, and she seemed so unprepared for it. Her mind wandered over her own physical response to what Justin had done. She had felt his fingers tickling her waist, the side of her breasts. There was a fine line between tickling and sexual touching, and she had a growing feeling of dread that Justin had crossed the line, that she had let him do it. And when he had climbed on top of her and pushed himself against her, had she pushed back? She desperately wanted to believe that she hadn't, but she knew in the dark recesses of her mind that wasn't true. She had flexed her buttocks and pushed back against him. Even now, she was semi-conscious of a tingling feeling in her groin. She knew from long experience that her vagina was probably slick with the juices of arousal. "Oh God," she sighed, and she hung her head. What had she done? But even as she mourned her lost control, and Justin's lost innocence, and told herself that nothing like that would ever happen again, she flexed her thigh muscles together and pushed her twitchy groin into the beach towel beneath her. "Stop it!" she whispered to herself fiercely. And she rolled over and sat up on the towel. *****With a determined set in his jaw, Blake stowed his camera equipment, locked his front door, and strode briskly down the lane toward Meg's cabin. He had no idea what he was intending to do, but he hoped and prayed that she was still on the beach when he got there. He was uncertain where Justin was, but wasn't concerned about that.
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He emerged from the thicket demarcating the yard from the lakeshore, and soon spotted Meg, still sitting on her towel. He hummed an aimless tune as he approached her. "Well, Hi Meg!" he said in the friendliest voice he could muster. "I was out for a walk and thought I'd stop by," he lied. "Didn't get an answer when I knocked on your door, and thought you might be on the beach. "She smiled half-heartedly, torn between her dark thoughts and the joy at seeing her handsome neighbor again. She squinted into the sunlight, her straight white teeth glinting. "I'm glad you stopped by. How are you?""Doing fine. Another hot one, huh?""Yep. Everyday it seems. "He crouched in the sand next to her, but not so close as to seem threatening. As he did so, he casually let his eyes wander toward her crotch. She remained in her sitting position, her legs pulled up to her chin, knees together. Blake caught a quick flash of her crotch.Athens Independent Escorts and Escort Agencies
The general outline of her pussy lips was clearly evident through the thin tight fabric. Blake wasn't certain, but he thought he caught a fleeting image of a few dark, wiry pussy hairs peeking enticingly out. Lower, the triangle of material narrowed, and the thin strand of her thong disappeared in the crack of her ass. But the view was fleeting; Meg had either seen him looking, or she became self-conscious of her exposed position. She closed her knees and lowered her legs. *****It took a superhuman effort for Blake not to ogle Meg as he sat there next to her. Her tanned skin was slick and shiny, and the smell of coconut oil and perspiration filled his nostrils. "So, where's Justin?" Blake saw a flash cross Meg's pretty eyes. Was it anger? Fright?"Um, he's. . . I think maybe he's up in the cabin. He was. . .Erkek Eskort İstanbul
here a little while ago. ""Oh," Blake paused. "You know, Meg," he said idly, "He sure is a good little kid. I mean, I enjoy having him at the house. It's fun. "Meg smiled uncertainly. "I'm. . . glad you like him. He talks about you all the time it seems. ""Oh?" Blake hoped he hadn't said that too eagerly. "Yeah. " He says you have a nice computer and tell him funny stories and things. " Blake chuckled, a bit too loudly perhaps.shemale escort dubai escords
'If only she knew,' he thought. Apparently Justin was covering up their little games nicely, but he didn't like the direction the conversation was taking. But Meg saved the day. "I was just about to take a dip," she announced. "Care to join me?"Blake looked ruefully down at his clothes. "Well, these aren't swim trunks. " He was wearing a pair of short faded gray track shorts. "Plus, I don't have a towel. ""Shorts are shorts. What does it matter?" Meg teased. "And you can use my towel. " And without waiting for an answer, she jumped gracefully to her feet and walked briskly to the water's edge, kicking up little sprays of beach sand as she went. Blake watched admiringly, as her firm ass cheeks flexed gracefully underneath her thong. Soon, both of them were paddling in neck deep water, chatting and laughing about nothing in particular, exhilarated by the cool water. Meg was thankful for the company.escorta arad escort turkey bugatti escort adoos eskorter escort fetish adult friendfinde shemale contacts
Blake took her mind off of Justin and the nasty thoughts that lurked there. Occasionally she glanced toward the cabin as she and Blake splashed in the lake. But she didn't see Justin. A twinge of concern came over her, but Blake diverted her worries. He seemed like an old friend. She had always felt an attraction toward him. But years ago, he had seemed aloof and distant. Now, he seemed friendly, pleasant. But Meg was coming to a growing awareness that it might be something a bit more than friendship burning in their rediscovered relationship. She had felt it the other day when he had visited her in this very spot, and she felt in now, the flirty glances, the easy laugh, and the shared experiences. That, and Blake's handsome features, the somewhat weatherworn, yet still attractive face, the laugh wrinkles around his eyes, the strong jaw. Meg shivered. "I'm getting a little chilled," she stuttered through gently chattering teeth. "Want to go sit on the beach for awhile?""Sure. "Meg waded back through the shallows and onto the sandy beach, water cascading off her body.eskort bayan halkalı eskortlar ikitelli eskort istanbul avrupa yakası eskort istanbul bayan eskort istanbul elit bayan eskort istanbul eskort
Blake followed, leering at her seductively flexing ass cheeks, just as he had a few days before. Shiny rivulets of water streamed down her back and ran into the dark, hidden crevice. A shudder of equal parts embarrassment and arousal coursed through Meg's body as she realized what kind of show she was giving Blake. And now, as she reached for her towel to dry off, she realized that he was probably at that very moment ogling her nearly naked ass. Meg rubbed her face with the terry cloth towel, and turned around to face Blake. "Oh, I guess I promised I would share my towel," she giggled. "No problem. I guess I don't really need one. The sun will dry me quickly. " He paused. "Um, I *would* like to use a little corner of your beach towel to sit on though. "His blue eyes were boring into hers. "Okay. . .Escort Jigolo İstanbul |Escort girls Turkey|Turkish Jigolo Services |Escort Girls in Istanbul |Jigolo Ajansı İstanbul |Istanbul Escort Guide|Sitemap|ilçeler|PartnerWeb Tasarımı Hitit Ajans
sure," she stammered. The two of them sat down side by side on the towel, and Meg was acutely aware of the fact that she wasn't the only one who was half-naked. Their thighs brushed together briefly and lightly as they settled into position. Meg had her hands clenched in a protective ball over her groin, trying to hide the shadow of her pubic hair through the thin, wet fabric. Blake though, leaned back on his hands. They sat side by side in silence, listening to the sound of the waves gently lapping around the wooden pilings of the dock. Meg glanced at Blake out of the corner of her eye, smitten by his tall muscular body. His thin shorts were plastered to his groin. The outline of his penis was plainly evident - she could see the size, the shape. . . her eyes widened. She could swear she saw it twitch. "You should maybe put some sun tan lotion on Meg. "She started at the sound of his deep voice.eskort, eskort bayan travesti
"Mmm hmm. In a bit. ""You know. . . " and he turned slightly to look pointedly at her. "I could help you put it on. "Meg smiled shyly. "Yes. . . you could. . . " Her eyes were drawn once again to the wet bulge in his groin - she couldn't help herself! When she looked up again, he was staring at her, a funny little smile playing on his lips.yasemin escort ara escort ilanları resimli eskort eskort ilan siteleri elit eskort ankara mersin eskort
Their eyes locked. "Here, hand me the suntan lotion. "Meg looked away, in a moment of indecision. She knew where this was heading, but seemed powerless to stop it. She handed him the bottle. "Back or front?"In reply, Meg grinned crookedly, and flipped over on her stomach. Blake paused to revel in the sight of this sexy woman, laying so close to him, nearly naked. He focused momentarily on her beautiful ass, fully exposed to his delighted gaze. . . the thong hid nothing. It was exactly the kind of butt he loved. It was firm. . .escorte girl
the butt cheeks strong and smoothly curved, pointed pertly upward toward him. He felt his cock stir in his shorts. Within seconds he was fully erect. He could have mounted her right then and there, just like he had seen Justin do, but he knew he had to proceed carefully. Blake squeezed a dollop of lotion onto his fingertips. He knelt next to Meg, casually readjusting his cock inside his shorts, and then began rubbing the lotion on her back and shoulders. "Mustn't get burned, you know. This sun is very strong. " Meg didn't answer. . . her face was buried in the towel. Blake's strong hands smeared the lotion into the clear, supple skin of her shoulders. As he began to draw his hands downward, toward the small of her back, a movement from the bushes up near the cabin caught his eye. He squinted, and soon spied Justin standing there, about thirty feet away, half-hidden in the dense shrubbery.Blake smiled at him, and put his finger to his lips in warning. Then he winked and continued massaging the lotion into Meg's glowing skin. "You have a tan line here," and his index finger traced along the line at her waist, separating the dark bronze of her back from the lighter tan of her ass cheeks. "Mmm hmm. I just bought this suit. ""I think I'd better get a little extra lotion here so you don't get burned. "Blake glanced up the beach toward the cabin. He couldn't see Justin, but he knew he was there, watching, and his cock jerked at the thought. He shifted position, straddling Meg's left thigh with his knees, and casually, seemingly accidentally, eased her legs further apart as he did so. He squirted some lotion onto each of her magnificent round butt cheeks, placed his hands on her ass, and began working the lotion into her soft skin. The crack of her ass opened and closed invitingly as he kneaded her with his strong fingers, and he could see the thin yellow string of her thong barely covering her asshole. He desperately wanted to kiss and lick her butt, her asshole, but he grit his teeth and suppressed the urge. But Meg grew suddenly reticent. She tried to close her legs, but Blake's knee prevented it.
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