Mom Becomes an Unexpected Voyeur

The wedding was beautiful, dinner was delicious, and to top it all off my dress was actually quite flattering. Despite all this, I couldn't help but feel a bit irritated by how the weekend was playing out. Truth be told, my boyfriend Rob and I had hit a bit of a dry spell. We are the same age, both 46 years old, but while my sex drive has been thriving his has been growing weaker by the day. Between work and our daily routines the intimacy just felt non existent lately. That's why I was so looking forward to this wedding. A weekend away in a beautiful hotel, romance in the air from the wedding, the perfect place to rekindle the flame. I needed it so badly. I needed to be touched, to be lusted for, I needed to be taken.

This weekend was the time to have those needs fulfilled... but then came the call from my son Jake. Ah yes, Jake. Despite being a grown man now at 24, with a career, apartment, and his own car, he somehow couldn't make the effort to call the hotel three months ago and book a room in the wedding block. No, Jake completely forgot, and panicked earlier this week when he tried to make a reservation for him and his date and all the hotels in the area were booked solid. So what were we to do? He couldn't miss his cousin's wedding. Reluctantly we agreed to let them share our room, since we had an extra double bed anyway. And just like that, my plans of a sultry weekend away went up in smoke.

So there I was, pouting at my table and sipping my cocktail, watching all the guests get their groove on on the dance floor. We had danced a bit, but Rob got tired, so now we sat on the sidelines watching the fun. Jake was having the time of his life with his beautiful girlfriend Brooke, breaking out all the moves and sucking back jack and cokes. He made eye contact with me and flashed that charming smile, then glided over to our table and held out his hand for me. Honestly, despite how irritated I was with him, I couldn't help but smile whenever he looked at me. Jake is one of those people who makes you feel like the most important person in the world whenever he gives you attention. He's funny, smart, witty, and incredibly handsome. He might be a pain in my butt, but I'm proud of my boy.

"Come on, the night's far from over!" He exclaimed as he took my hand.

I shook my head and laughed, "No way, I'm all danced out."

"Oh come on mom, I want you to have fun tonight!" He said, and I knew he meant it. He cared a lot about me and was always invested in my happiness.

"I am having fun! Please, enjoy yourself!" I said with a tender smile.

He shook his head, playfully acting disappointed, but then flashed his charming smile once more before hurrying back to Brooke's side. I laughed as I watched them groove. Their stamina was incredible. I sat there thinking how they could probably dance all night if they wanted to. And that's when it hit me. They had at least another hour in them to party, which meant the hotel room was empty for the next hour.

I grabbed Rob by the arm and pulled him away from whatever conversation he was having with the man at the next table, and whispered in his ear.

"Take me upstairs."

Rob looked at me with concern and replied "Are you alright?"

I looked him in the eyes with a naughty smirk and said "I need you."

Slowly his confusion faded from his face and was replaced with a naughty smile of his own, and we were off to the elevators up to our room.

I hurried inside, hoping Rob would pin me against the wall and have his way with me. Instead, he took his time undressing, told me he had to use the bathroom and brush his teeth, and then proceeded to take his contacts out. Granted, I appreciated that he'd have fresh breath, but geez did he know how to kill a mood. I pushed my frustration aside and decided to get ready for him while he finished up.

By the time he finally came out of the bathroom I had pushed the covers down and was lying provocatively across the bed in a new night dress I had bought just for this occasion. It was white, nearly see through, stopped just below my ass and showed enough cleavage that the girls were practically completely out already.

He took one look at me and smiled from ear to ear, and I bathed in his lustful stare as he gasped, "oh wow."

In an instant he was on the bed with me, kissing me deeply. I pulled him on top of me and pushed his boxer shorts down, reaching between his legs to take hold of his... soft penis. I let out a frustrated grunt, but I knew it was my own fault. Rob needed time to work up to it, and I was rushing things. All we needed was a little foreplay to get the engines warmed up. So I kissed him again, this time letting our tongues intertwine, and I stroked him gently as he felt me up. I began to feel a twinge of movement in my hand, and my heart rate spiked. But still, we didn't have the luxury of time this evening, so I knew I had to find a way to speed things up a bit. I pushed him off of me onto his back, and leaned down, taking his half hard shaft into my mouth. He gasped in pleasure, probably in shock since I had never done this for him before. In fact, it had been years since I gave oral to any partner at all.

But wow, was I glad I did it. I had forgotten how arousing it was to give pleasure with my mouth. To look up and see the ecstasy on his face as I swirled my tongue around his tip. He clearly loved it as well, as his member was hard as a rock within thirty seconds. Now if we were home or this was any other night, I may have been tempted to keep going, but as I said time was of the essence, so I gave his shaft one last long lick before laying on my back again and pulling him on top of me. He kissed me ferociously now, and I reached down to guide him towards my pussy. To my dismay, it seemed he had already softened in the few seconds since I took my mouth off of him, but it was still hard enough, and I was wet enough, that he slipped right into me without issue.

I growled as he pushed all the way in, wrapping my legs around him to pull him in close. He moaned uncontrollably, and I could tell that he wouldn't be lasting very long. But that was okay - I didn't need him to last very long, I was primed and ready. All I needed were some good hard thrusts and I'd be well on my way. And thrust he did. Rob may not get aroused often, but when he did, he humped like a stallion. His hand slid under me and grabbed hold of my ass, his face buried in my shoulder as he grunted and moaned, his hot breath on my neck. This is what I needed. This is what I craved. Raw lust.

I could tell by his breathing that he was growing close, and thankfully so was I. I could feel the heat growing within me with each hard thrust.

He desperately whispered in my ear, "are you close?"

"Yes, yes, don't stop!" I moaned in reply as I clawed at his back.

And just then, just as we nearly reached the peak, we heard the distinct beep of a door key being scanned and the loud locking mechanism unlatching. Jake was back.

Rob jumped off of me and grabbed the covers, pulling them up to our necks, and we both did our best to appear peacefully asleep as Jake and his date entered the room. I steadied my breathing and trying not to think of the fact that the whole room probably smelled of fresh sex.

They giggled to one another and stumbled through the dark room, and it was clear that they had continued drinking once we left the reception. I sighed a breath of relief, thinking that they were probably too tipsy to even notice what they had just interrupted. But soon my relief turned to frustration. I was so close. So close to satisfying the need that I've had for months, ruined by this cute couple that I adore so much.

They struggled to undress and climbed into their bed, and once they settled I turned to look at Rob. It looked as though he was actually asleep already. I let out a heavy sigh as quietly as I could and rolled onto my side, defeated. Soon my eyes grew heavy and I gave in to the weight of sleep coming over me.

I awoke a short time later, taking a moment to remember where I was, and then noticed some light noises coming from across the room. At first I wasn't sure what it was, and thought maybe I was hearing the television from the room next door. But then it hit me - I was hearing a light moaning. A female moan. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I lifted my head slowly, looking over at the other bed. My son was sitting up slightly, leaning over Brooke a bit. They were covered by blankets but I could still see that his arm was moving swiftly in a rhythmic motion, and Brooke's heavy breathing and moans were growing slightly louder.

My God. They were fooling around right in front of us. GREAT. Not only was my much needed orgasm interrupted before it even got off the ground, now my own son and his girlfriend were hooking up right in front of me. I thought about speaking up, but honestly that would be just as embarrassing for me as it was for them, so then I thought about trying to sneak to the bathroom until they were done. No, it just wasn't possible without alerting them. So, I swallowed hard, and laid my head back down on the pillow, and closed my eyes to try to sleep again.

Sleep refused to come. The room was so quiet that the movements and moans from the next bed seemed to be all consuming, even though they were being relatively quiet. I felt my heart beating faster as I reluctantly listened to the soft moans from each of them. To my surprise, I felt the heat within me growing once more. Oh God, was I getting aroused? How horrible of a mother I must be. Was I really that deprived that hearing my son fool around with his girl was turning me on? I was disgusted with myself. But soon, those thoughts of guilt and disgust faded. All my thoughts faded. I wasn't thinking at all. I was just listening, and watching the covers move as they continued. They seemed so full of passion, so intense. A kind of intensity I hadn't felt in years. Decades maybe. God I missed that feeling. Young primal love.

Absent-mindedly I felt my hand gliding down my belly, gently lifting my night dress and letting my fingers slip between my legs. I was shocked by how hot and wet I was, but I took advantage of it, rubbing my clit softly and trying to lay as still as I could so I wouldn't be caught. I watched as Brooke pushed Jake onto his back, clearly satisfied with how he had been pleasing her and ready to give him his turn. She kissed him deeply and I watched as the covers began to move up and down swiftly. Dear lord, she was giving him a hand job, and I was watching. I moved my fingers faster, matching the swift motion of her hand, up and down, up and down. I titled my head back and breathed heavily, trying to remember a time when I felt this naughty. I embraced it. There was no turning back now.

Suddenly with one swift motion Brooke pulled the covers back, and I nearly gasped as I saw his cock spring free in the open air. I covered my mouth quickly and tried to stifle my shocked reaction, and then felt a wave of guilt pass over me as I marveled at the sight of it. Big and thick, hard as can be, standing tall in the darkness. A prominent vein climbed up the side until it reached his swollen circumcised tip. I couldn't believe how big he was, definitely bigger than I remembered his father. The guilt I was feeling wrestled with the arousal, but any hesitation to watch was pushed aside as Brooke took him into her mouth. She worked him hard, and I wondered if I had ever been that good at giving oral. He grasped the sheets tightly with one hand, the other resting gently on the back of her head. He tilted his head back far and moaned out quietly, whispering "yes baby" as he enjoyed.

I was absolutely dripping at this point, and I had to do something. I needed to feel a man in my hand. So, I reached behind me slowly and felt for Rob. I slid my hand over his thigh and took his flaccid manhood in my hand, stroking it slowly. Rob stirred in his sleep and rolled into me, spooning me from behind. I continued pulling at him as he began to harden in my hand, and I felt him waking up. I looked over my shoulder and saw the confused look he was giving me, and I held my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet. His eyes moved away from mine and looked past me, and I watched them widen as he caught sight of the events unfolding in front of us. His eyes shot back to mine and his mouth dropped open, and once again I held my finger to my mouth. He nodded, and bit my lip, and continued stroking him as I turned back to face my son once more.

Within seconds Rob's cock hardened in my hand, and he slowly wrapped his arms around me. Part of me knew that Brooke had made him hard, but in the moment I didn't care. I just needed him to feel him in my grasp.

Soon Brooke couldn't take it any more, and she straddled Jake and pulled off the long shirt she had been using as pjs. I felt rob grind against my ass as Brooke lowered herself onto my son, and I watched him disappear inside of her. Soon Rob took my hand off of his shaft and moved closer behind me, lifting my leg slightly and rubbing his tip against my pussy from behind. I bit my lip and struggled not to moan out loud, then reached down and guided him into my inviting hole. He pushed into me slowly, trying not to move too much, and I found myself enthralled by the fact that we both were enjoying being secret voyeurs.

Brooke rode him slow and methodical, clearly enjoying every moment of it, and his strong arms held her by the hips as she did. I traced my way up his arms to his face, and nearly yelped when I realized his head was turned towards me. Could he see me? Could he tell what Rob and I were doing? His face was bathed in a shadow and I couldn't make out any features at all. If he could see us, he gave no indication of it. A small part of me thought we should stop right then and there, but a much bigger part was lost in the naughtiness of it all, loving every second of it.

I felt Rob's arm slip under my body, and reach around me, and his hand took hold of my breast and started massaging it. I felt my eyes nearly roll back into my head at the sensation, and then was shocked when he suddenly pulled the material of my night dress down, letting my breasts spill out into the open air. My eyes shot towards Jake's face again, but I saw no sign of a reaction at all. If his eyes were open, if the dim moonlight from the window was enough to illuminate me, he'd have a perfect view of my breasts hanging freely in the open as Rob continued to thrust behind me.

You'd think I would be mortified. But I was thrilled. A chill made its way up my spine and I shuttered with excitement, reaching down to rub my clit with one hand as the other pulled at one of my nipples gently.

Jake sat up abruptly, pulling Brooke in for an intense kiss, then lifted his hips and flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion, careful not to make too much noise. He spread her legs and kneeled over her, stroking his young hard cock openly above her. I covered my mouth once again as I gazed at it, and then he lowered it down and rubbed it against her pussy before holding the shaft and pushing into her once more. She arched her back and moaned out quietly, and he wrapped his arms around her as she wrapped her legs around him. And then, he went to work.

He thrusted deep and hard, giving it to her faster and more wildly than they were before. I felt a rush of heat come over me, and I bumped Rob back with my ass and started working my hips hard. Rob stayed still and held my hips while I did all the work now, fucking him with my movements. I could feel him swelling inside me, and the heat building within myself intensely now. I heard Rob whisper "oh, God", and I almost scolded him for being too loud, but honestly I just didn't care. In fact, it made me work my hips harder. I matched Jake's pace as he pounded into Brooke, and she writhed desperately under him. His thrusts slowed now, but grew more intense, and I could sense that he was reaching his climax. Brooke seemed to let go first, throwing her head back and covering her mouth tightly as she orgasmed. Jake kept going, urgently reaching his end as well. I continued to match his pace, sensing that Rob could explode at any moment as well.

Then I saw it, his body began to tremble, his rhythm became erratic. He was reaching it now. I reached down and took Rob's balls into my hand, something that always seemed to finish him off, and sure enough he groaned and moved his hips as I pumped back into him.

Then something happened that I'll never forget. Jake turned his head towards me, and this time there was no mistaking it. He saw me. His eyes were locked on mine, and he bit his lip as he gave a few final hard thrusts, and his eyes didn't move off of me as he moaned into Brooke's ear softly, "I'm cumming baby"

And I. Lost. My. Mind. A title wave of an orgasm crashed down over my body, and I bounced my hips on Rob's tip sending him over the edge as well. I came with every fiber of my being as I watched Jake's face turn into one of pure ecstasy and bliss. He was exploding, filling her with his seed as I felt it filling me at the same time. I let out a moan and grabbed my mouth to stop it, but Jake looked back over with a coy smile as he pumped his hips slowly a few more times.

Rob pulled out and rolled onto his back, and I grabbed the covers and pulled them up over me, feeling a mixture of guilty and incredibly thrilling arousal all at once. Jake pulled the covers up over him and Brooke as well, glancing back at me one more time with a look of satisfaction as he cuddled up with her and went to sleep.

I laid there, letting the cum drip out of me, and smiled to myself as a deep relaxation came over me. I got what I needed, and then some. And then I drifted to sleep.