….I guess I never realized that Stan is aroused my me. Wow, his boner is making me hot. It’s as big as his dads. I’d love to see it bare, and to see him wank it while fantasizing about me….it’s just the idea that ‘I can’t do that‘, that has me excited. He must think of me sexually….. I know guys fantasize about having sex with older women, but now it’s Stan, not someone else. His dad is always gone and when he’s home he’s so tired, and I need more sex than just thinking about it. I want to watch some sex live!
There must be a way for Stan’s wants and mine to get together. Watching is a turn on for both of us
…That’s it!
…I’ll suggest we watch each other and then go and he and I can masturbate in our own rooms. I wonder if he’ll go for it. His boner is not going down, I guess now’s the time to bring it up.
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Stan’s thoughts….
Lynn’s eyes were fixed on my boner. I said to myself….let her look, and I’ll watch her play with her tits. Maybe I’ll reach down and play with my tent a little, and she’ll do some more touching of herself. I’m gonna have a good wank tonight, this is really hot.
She gulped and started whispering: (“…I….a….was thinking about us just now…you know just watching us getting aroused is no big deal, it….a….doesn’t hurt anything…and afterwards ….we can do our…a…private things …a…to ..relieve ourselves…do you know what I mean?”)
Well I knew exactly what she meant. Let’s get hot watching us and then go wank. I was all for that. It was show time. I watched her hand go inside her night gown and start feeling her bare tits. Her nipples started sticking out real big. I began stroking my boner inside my pajama tent.
She drew a big breath. I scooted over so she could lay down facing me. I gave her a big pillow to prop her head up with. The night light was great, we could still see real good. Her hands worked her tits as her night gown fell open. I looked at her tiny little pink panties as she squirmed a little. They didn’t cover her pubic hair at the top and that was hot. I started slipping down my pajama bottoms, a little at a time.
I watch her one hand slowly wander down her tummy, her fingers feeling herself. Lower they went. Now she was feeling the top of her pubic hair. For every move I made, she would follow.
Lynn….
I’ll let him take the lead on this, I haven’t been this aroused since his dad and I fucked in the back seat of his car. I want more of this, don’t hold back Stan, your making me very happy and hot. I want a mental cum so bad right now, but I’ll let him take it slow and just wait….what if we masturbated right here? …oh my god….I better not even think about that….
Stan….
If my girlfriend knew what was happening right now, she would shit. She just wants to fuck once and a great while, to keep me on a string. This will be a hot wank for me later. I’m going to have to leave soon or I’ll cum right here…she’s so hot, I wish we could fuck. I sat up and told Lynn I had to go wank. She took a big breath and rubbed my leg as I left.
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Lynn…
At breakfast, Stan had left and Rena and I were talking. She had this little smile on her face and asked me if I had a bad dream last night. (..her bedroom is right underneath my bedroom..) I stammered and said: “Why yes I did, did I wake you, with my noises?” She said: “It sounded like a good dream not a bad one. Mom you need to masturbate more quiet, Stan might hear you and that would be embarrassing for you.”
I began to chuckle and so did she. She asked: “What were you thinking about to make you moan like that?…come on mom, you can tell me, I’m a girl too. Share that hot fantasy with me.”
I got so red in the face, she knew something was up. She scooted her chair close to me and started putting the pressure on me to tell her. I had to tell her something to satisfy her. I said: “I was fantasizing about watching a young guy…a….a…having…, sex.” She leaned over and whispered: (“….mom, could you hear Stan whacking off in his room?, did you watch, I know your such a voyeur.”)