As Crystal watched Kevin hammer her mother's pussy, she wormed her hand down into her panties and found her sensitive clit. She began to rub it softly as she watched Kevin fuck her mom.
As her mom came up for air after a lengthy, prolonged orgasm, she watched in surprise as Kevin took her legs and placed them, one at a time, over his shoulders. Her mom hooked her arms around his neck in anticipation.
With a swift, sure, long stroke, she watched as Kevin buried his cock deep into her mother. Her mom threw her head back and gasped as his length slid into her.
With her mom's legs pinioned over her head, and her eyes adjusting to the dark, she made out details that she previously hadn't noticed. With her mom's legs out of the way, she could see the size of Kevin's cock driving in and out of her mom's exposed pussy. She was surprised at the size of it, seeing that it was easily two or three times the size of Mark's pathetic dick.
Crystal continued to rub her clit as she watched Kevin hammer away on her moaning mother.
"Oh fuck, Kevin! I'm cumming again!" Crystal heard her mother say in a breathy whisper through the partially opened door. Crystal saw her mother's back arch and her arms gripped Kevin's torso tight as he pistoned his cock in and out of her pussy. Her mother let out a little muffled cry with each one of Kevin's hard thrusts. With each thrust of his huge cock into her, she heard their bodies slap together audibly, and she saw her mother's enhanced breasts bounce up and down, vividly showing the force behind Kevin's hard thrusts.
Crystal felt her own orgasm growing inside her, fueled by the sight of her mother cumming helplessly under Kevin's relentless fucking. She bit her lower lip as she began to quiver in an orgasm, leaning against the wall outside of her mother's bedroom doorway.
"Shit, I'm gonna cum again!" she heard Kevin moan.
"Cum inside me again, baby!" her mother whispered to him.
Looking through the doorway as her orgasm subsided, Crystal saw Kevin thrusting his cock hard into her mother until he buried it to the hilt inside her and let out a stifled groan. He stopped his thrusting, buried inside her mother.
"Oh, that is so sexy," she heard her mother whisper. "I love feeling you shooting your cum inside me."
Kevin collapsed on top of her mother, heaving for breath. Crystal quietly retreated to her bedroom. Climbing into her bed, she began rubbing herself again, aroused at what she had just watched in her mother's bedroom.
Within just a minute or two, she was (very quietly) in the grips of another fantastic orgasm.
Chapter Eleven
Charlotte
Charlotte awoke the next morning, groggy from the night before. Kevin was on the other side of the bed, sleeping soundly in his post-coital bliss.
As well he should have. His long neglect of his balls had been made up adequately in one night. She wondered if he could even get it up again. But then again, given his insatiability, she was probably wasting her time. She guessed Kevin could get it up anytime, anywhere. She guessed that was an advantage to dating a younger guy.
She was starting this dig this cougar thing …
But she was curious about finding the bedroom door open the next morning. She distinctly recalled it getting closed when she cloistered herself in her chambers with Kevin. Neither of them left the bed for anything she was aware of.
She was puzzled by that open door, but didn't ask any questions of Kevin. She certainly said nothing to Crystal, who would have wondered why mom was asking about her door being closed, when she routinely slept with her door open.
Every night for the next two weeks, she played dumb with Kevin until after Crystal retired for the evening. On school nights, her curfew was 10 o'clock, which she religiously followed.
Kevin had a routine he followed religiously. Shortly after 10, after checking to see if the coast was clear, he would pad quietly to her bedroom. Coming inside, he would close the door behind him, and begin stripping off his clothes, leaving a trail from the door to her bed. By the time he arrived at her bed, she was naked and inviting.
She wasn't complaining at all, even though she awoke every morning groggy and bleary-eyed from lack of sleep. Kevin had virtually taken over the cooking duties, preparing fantastic meals every evening for her and Crystal, which they had devoured. And she hadn't run a single time in the last two weeks.
The funny thing was that she had still lost two pounds …
Apparently, fucking was a valid form of exercise. And it was a lot more fun than a goddamn treadmill.
Chapter Twelve
Crystal
Crystal had listened to her mom and Kevin going at it every night for the last two weeks. Every night, she would sneak down the hall as she heard her mother's cries of passion, crack open the door and watch her and Kevin fuck like drunk monkeys. She always crept back to bed as her mom and Kevin wound down and masturbated to satisfy her own frustrated cravings.
Fed up with Mark, she had kicked him to the curb a few days before. After watching Kevin with her mother, she knew that she needed to find a man who could satisfy her. Mark, with his pathetic little dick, was never going to get the job done.
One morning, about a week after she first watched her mom and Kevin, she sat at the breakfast table alone. Her mom entered the room.
"Good morning," her mom said cheerily.
"Yeah," Crystal shot back in a grumpy tone.
"What's the matter, baby?" her mom asked.
"Oh, I don't know," Crystal said.
"You don't know?" her mom asked. "I call bullshit. You can't be that upset and not know why."
"OK, I broke up with Mark a couple of days ago," Crystal admitted.
"What happened, Crystal? I thought you two were getting along great!" her mother told her.
"Well it wasn't that bad, but something happened that got me to thinking. So I dumped him," Crystal told her mother.
"What on earth happened?" her mom asked.
"I don't think you want to know," Crystal told her matter-of-factly.
"How can you say that to me? We've always been able to talk about anything!" Charlotte retorted. She was clearly offended.
"Mom, I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to freak out on me," Crystal told her.
"OK, sure baby. You can tell me anything. I'll be good. I promise," Charlotte promised her.
"Well last Friday night, I came home, and noticed that Kevin wasn't sleeping in his room," she began.
Charlotte raised an eyebrow, as if to tell her to continue.
"Anyway, I heard sounds coming from your room and thought you might be in trouble, so I opened the door. And I saw you and Kevin together."
"I'm sorry," she continued. "I only opened the door because I was worried about you."
Charlotte stared at her in dumb silence.
"Well, I'm sorry. We tried to be discreet, but I guess we didn't do a very good job of it."
"No, you didn't," Crystal said, punctuating it with a giggle.
"Shit, I'm sorry baby," Charlotte said, adding her giggle to the conversation.
"Well, you looked like you were having a really good time," Crystal told her.
"Crystal!" Charlotte scolded her.
"Well, just so you know, I watched the whole thing!" Crystal told her in a faux-huff.
"You didn't!" Charlotte demanded.
"I damn sure did!" Crystal told her, matter-of-factly.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't scandalize you for life," Charlotte told her.
Crystal paused.
"No mom, you didn't scandalize me. You just made me realize what I'm missing," she told her mother.
"What do you mean?" Charlotte asked.
"Mom, I saw you having an orgasm," Crystal told her bluntly.
Charlotte blushed and realized what Crystal had seen.
"Oh yeah, I guess you did," she told her with a smile.
"Mom, I need to tell you something else," Crystal told her.
"What now? I'm afraid to ask!" Charlotte said.
"Mom, I didn't just watch you that one time," Crystal said in a quiet, hushed whisper.
Charlotte's left eyebrow shot up in a silent form of a question.
"Mom," Crystal said, recognizing Charlotte's subtle cue. "I've heard you every night for nearly two weeks now, and snuck in every night to watch you getting screwed by Kevin."
Charlotte clapped her hand over her mouth, shocked by what her daughter had just said.
Then she just laughed out loud.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "I kept noticing the door open in the mornings that we had made a point of closing every night. You little sneak!"
"I'm sorry, Mom," she lamely said.
Charlotte did a mental inventory of the last two weeks and thought of the number of times that she had made love to Kevin and wondered how many of those Crystal had eavesdropped on. They had made love every way imaginable, except swinging from the damn light fixture. If Crystal had seen just a fraction of it, she had gotten an eyeful.
"Mom, I've only slept with Mark, but I've never felt anything like what you felt with Kevin," Crystal continued. "Compared with what I saw, Mark was just … .pathetic," Crystal told her.
"Baby, do you mean that you've never, er, uh … " Charlotte lamely asked her.
"Had an orgasm?" she asked. "If that's the question it could go either way. If you mean an orgasm caused by a man, the answer is no. If you mean an orgasm I caused myself, the answer is yes," Crystal bluntly told her.