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Voyeur 41

by atomica24
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Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.

Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.

I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect...

The cameras had arrived by courier. I had seen them online, small and hardly visible, the battery lasted a month after charging, or so the advert said, and they were just what I needed. I charged them and then connected them to my phone; I could watch them from anywhere. I also set them up to upload files to my cloud store.

I put one in the bathroom, fixing it to the wall behind the heated towel rail. The view through the rails was a little restricted, but it would show me anyone standing by the sink, or more importantly, in the shower, and it was difficult to see unless you knew it was there.

My parent's bedroom was the target next. I stood in the doorway and looked around, where could I put it so that I could see the bed but that no one on the bed would notice the camera. On top of their wardrobe there was a jumble of boxes, one of them looked ideal. It was black and contained old photos that Mum wanted to keep.

I took the box into my bedroom and carefully cut out the centre of a letter O and stuck the camera inside the box looking out through the hole. Back in the room I carefully positioned the box back on the wardrobe. I knew the camera was there, but it was difficult to see, and the image was perfect, showing the bed in its entirety.

I smiled to myself, at last I would be able to see my Mum naked. She always shut her bedroom door when she was in there, and their door creaked so I couldn't open it and peep in without her knowing, also the landing floorboards creaked, a silent approach was impossible. Mum also always wore a robe when she went to the bathroom, and she always shut that door behind her too, so no sneaky peaks there.

I was desperate to see my Mum naked, I wanted to know how she compared to the various girls I had been with. I was no virgin, but Mum was a mystery to me, I needed to see her naked, it was driving me to distraction.

My first captured video was in some ways a disappointment, it was Dad in the bathroom. I really didn't need to see my Dad's dick and balls, but that is what I got. I smiled as I realised, he was sporting a semi, but I did not enjoy watching it wobble around in front of the camera. It was Mum I wanted to see.

From what I knew, Mum got up in the mornings and did breakfasts and packed lunches for Dad and me before we went to work, and then, after we had gone was, I guessed, when she had her shower, when the house was empty, and she was not going to be disturbed.

At coffee break at work, I got my phone and went onto my cloud storage to see if any videos had downloaded, and bingo. Hello. Mum standing at the sink naked, she was side on, so all I could really see was the bulge of her mons, but I learned something important, Mum shaved. No hair visible, well learning that was almost worth the cost of the cameras.

When she turned, she turned away from the camera and I got a view of her arse, and just peeping through her thighs I could see her fanny lips, oh my God, and then coffee break was over and I had to get back to work, and put my phone back in its locker; personal phones are not allowed at work, further viewing would have to wait until lunch break. Those two hours would be the longest of my life.

At lunch time I went and sat on one of the quiet seats in the grassed area and called up my cloud videos. I watched Mum in the shower, I got a few glimpses of her fanny, but she didn't really face the camera, I did confirm that she shaves and that her crease has her inner labia poking out a little. Her boobs are a bit droopy, but then she isn't a teenager, nor has she had a boob job. They were still fantastic to look at.

In her bedroom where my other camera was, Mum didn't do much apart from get dressed, watching her put her bra on was an education, she put it on backwards and then swivelled it around and dropped her boobs into the cups. Wow, that was different, I had no idea that was how it was done.

Her knickers were just knickers, nothing special and then a dress over the top. I had some positives, but not as many as I had hoped, I was feeling a little disappointed to be honest. The rest of the day dragged on, and someone sat next to me on the bus, so I didn't look to see if there was any more footage.

Mum was in the kitchen when I got home making spaghetti Bolognese, steam from the boiling water building up, it was almost like one of those steam rooms you get at spa places.

"Hello Mum," I said giving her a hug, my dick remembered what I had seen, and I had an almost immediate hard on, God I hoped Mum didn't notice it digging into her.

"Hello love," she said, tea will be in about twenty minutes, your Dad has just stopped off for petrol on the way home, he won't be long.

"Okay Mum, I'll just go up to my room, I'll be down for tea."

As I sat on my bed, I pondered what could happen if Mum did notice my hard on. Best case scenario would, of course, be that she got turned on and wanted to shag me. The likelihood was that she would just ignore it, worst case scenario would be that she would notice it and berate me. I am guessing that she just ignored it.

I scanned the videos on my cloud storage, nothing of interest for the rest of the day. At least I had a few moments of naked Mum on camera, I could wank to those later when all was quiet. Tea was quiet, none of us had much to say, sounds like work was boring for Dad, and Mum said that she did housework and then sat in the garden enjoying the sun.

After an evening watching TV, I went up at about nine, I was bored with TV and planned to watch a few reels. I was sitting on my bed wondering if there was a way I could get some cameras into neighbour's houses, that could be interesting. I know that sometimes Mum went and fed the cat next door when they were away, all I would have to do is use the key that Mum had. I would think on it.

I think I had been lying on my bed and dozing when I heard my parents come up. Mum did the usual shuffle between bedroom and bathroom, and I was watching on the bathroom camera. Mum took her robe off and I had another view of her naked fanny as she turned to use the loo. The camera didn't catch her on the loo, just her bending down and backing towards it.

After she had finished, she got up, washed hands and cleaned her teeth and put her robe back on for the return journey of around two yards to the sanctity of her bedroom. It was Dad's turn in the bathroom next, he stood at the loo, his robe simply open, then washed his hands and cleaned his teeth. I switched to the bedroom camera.

Mum was sitting on the bed, naked, and I was able to get a wonderful view of her boobs and her crease down below, showing on the camera as a dark line. Dad came into view and hung his robe up.

"Make sure the door is shut Stuart," Mum said.

Dad checked the door and then walked to the bed; his dick having hardened since the bathroom. Hello? He sat next to Mum and then turned his face to hers and kissed her, his one hand on the bed, the other on her left breast. Mum reached across and gripped his dick and began to wank him.

Mum lay back and Dad lay besides her, his hand now in her crotch, rubbing her clitoris I imagined, his hand was certainly at the top of her crease. His hands moved further down and then I realised that he was fingering her, and Mum was gasping, I guessed she was enjoying it.

Dad rolled over a bit more and was covering Mum, and then he was shagging her, his bum rising and falling, Mum's hands on his back. Not as erotic as watching a porn film, mostly because of the camera angle and distance, but it was still enough to give me a hell of a hard on. Dad grunted as he finished, and when he pulled out, he just lay on his back next to Mum.

Mum pulled the quilt over them and then turned her light off and the room went all black and white as there wasn't enough light for colour on the camera. Interesting. They had sex, I sort of knew that they did, but it was a little uninspiring. But, as I was between girlfriends, it was better than I was currently having.

In the morning as I was eating my toast, I looked at Mum and couldn't help but think that she had Dad's spunk swimming around in her fanny. Could she feel it? Was it oozing out onto her knickers? It left a lot of questions in my mind, like, did she wank herself off after Dad had gone to sleep, it didn't look as if she had orgasmed when he shagged her. Do women get the equivalent of blue ball? My camera had raised more questions than I had expected and had only answered the 'what does Mum look like naked' question.

In my coffee break I watched Mum shower, she sprayed herself, aiming the shower upwards as if to rinse out her fanny, I wondered how successful that could be, perhaps she should somehow squirt water up into her fanny, but I had no idea if that was dangerous or not. I know that you could do that with your arse, but not sure about the fanny.

At lunch I had a shock, and it almost made me late back into work. Mum was in her bedroom undressing, that wasn't the shock, it was Uncle Steve. Uncle Steve was in the room, and he was stark bollock naked. His dick hard and pointing forwards. Uncle Steve is Mum's brother, what the absolute fuck?

"Come on Steph," he said, a menacing undertone I thought, "I haven't got all fucking day."

"Piss off Steve," Mum said as she pulled her knickers down and walked towards the bed.

"Piss off yourself, do you want me to tell Mum, show her my evidence?"

"You can be a real bastard," Mum said.

What was this? Was he blackmailing her into sex? What could it be? What could he have evidence of that would force Mum into fucking him? Mum got onto the bed, and she bent her head and began to suck Uncle Steve's dick, her hand working his shaft, God I wished I had better cameras.

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Steve lay back, his eyes closed, his mouth forming an O shape as his pleasures built up. Mum worked faster and harder, I wondered if she wanted to get him to finish so that she didn't have to fuck him with her fanny. Steve was not letting her get away with that, he pulled her head up.

"On your knees," he said.

Mum rolled over and got onto her knees and elbows, Steve was behind her between her leg, his dick sticking forwards into the crack of her arse. He reached down and fisted his dick, shimmied his pelvis and pushed into her fanny. The high up camera angle was good for this position, I could see his dick push in and pull out of her.

He began thrusting quite hard, her buttocks parting as he pushed in, a sound of a slap in the room as he fucked her. Mum was grunting as he slammed into her, fuck, fuck, fuck, he was going faster and harder, her buttocks were beginning to redden, and her fingers screwed into the mattress.

"You might pretend you're enjoying it," he said, "it'll go much quicker if you do."

"Piss off," Mum replied, this was not a pleasurable encounter for her. I wondered if she would want to shag Dad later, make her last shag memory a positive one.

"Oh, and if I did, imagine the destruction of the family, Mum and Dad, you and Stuart, would you ever get to see your son Jase again? Would you go to jail? Would Dad? Is that what you really want, me to piss off and all that happen?"

He began fucking her harder and harder, really slamming into her, Mum grunting louder now, and whether she wanted to or not, she was getting the living daylights fucked out of her. Steve grunted loudly and slammed harder into her, held his dick and then pulled back before slamming in and holding again. I guessed he had cum.

He pulled back, his dick fell from her fanny, the resolution wasn't good enough for me to see if his dick was covered in spunk or not.

"Come on Sis, clean me up," he said, laying on the bed next to Mum. She turned and sucked his dick into her mouth, presumable wiping away the evidence so that it wouldn't be in his underpants for his wife, Auntie Geraldine, to find and question.

I was absolutely gobsmacked. I had to find a way to stop this, no one abuses my Mum like that, but how? I phoned my boss.

"Jack, I'm sorry, I have just thrown up, I have no idea, but I need to go home and get changed."

"Okay Jason, let me know if you are not coming in tomorrow."

I was lucky, I didn't have to wait for a bus. Before I walked up the drive to home, I checked the camera, Steve was downstairs and dressed, Mum was in her robe, I presumed she was going to shower when he left. I opened the front door and walked in.

"Oh, hi Uncle Steve" I said, "nice to see you, haven't seen you for ages."

"Hi Jason, actually I am just leaving, see you soon." He hurried out of the front door; I clicked it too behind him. I went upstairs.

"Hi Mum," I said loudly, "where are you, Uncle Steve just left."

She was sat on her bed, her robe open, her fanny on full display, smeared with white and tears in her eyes.

I rushed across and took her in my arms, "Mum, God, are you alright, what's happened?"

Mum pulled her robe closed. "It's nothing Jason, it doesn't matter."

"It does matter Mum, you are crying, and you look, well, you are naked, what is going on, why was Steve here?"

"I told you Jason, forget it."

I pulled her to me, I tightened the belt on her robe as if I were trying to be a concerned son, and I turned her face to mine. Leaning forwards, I kissed away her tears.

"I can't forget it Mum, what has Uncle Steve done, has he forced you to do something?"

"I, er," Mum said, her voice failing her.

"Did he rape you Mum, is that why you are undressed?"

"No, not really, no."

"Not really Mum, so he did fuck you. Why on Earth Mum, I thought that you were happy with Dad, God Mum."

"It wasn't rape Jason, but I wasn't willing. He makes me do it."

"How can he make you Mum?"

I pulled her closer into a tighter cuddle, again kissing away her tears, one kiss landing on her mouth, before returning to her cheek. I was being the loving son."

"He saw something once, and if he told what it was, then it would destroy our families. Letting him do what he did is the price for his silence."

I squeezed her again, undoing and redoing up her robe, showing her that I was keeping her safe.

"How about if we get him in a compromising situation and threaten to tell Auntie Geraldine and Gramps and Gran, would that neutralise him?"

"I don't know, but how can I do that?"

"Let me think about it, but first, lets' get you in the shower and get you cleaned up."

I went to the bathroom and turned the shower on and then back in the bedroom I took Mum's hand and pulled her to her feet. In the bathroom I put my hands around her and undid her belt and pulled her robe off.

"There you are Mum, I will hang your robe on the door, you get in the shower and wash him off you, out of you, and I will go and put the kettle on and have a think how to get your own back."

It was all I could do to not get in the shower with her, but that wouldn't have worked as part of my plan to get Mum to shag me. I took my hard dick and went down and put the kettle on.

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After a while Mum came down, she was wearing a jumper and a skirt, I had no way of knowing at that moment if she had underwear on, I could look on my videos later.

"Right, here you are, let's make some tea." I put tea bags in two mugs, added water and milk, gave them a good stir, fished out the tea bags and handed her a mug. "Some on, let's go to the lounge."

She sat in the single armchair; I sat on the sofa opposite.

"Are you going to say anything to your father?" She asked, her eyes fixed on mine.

"God no Mum, what do you take me for, no, you and I will work out a way to sort this out."

"Are you going to use this to make me let you have your own way, to give in to things that you want, like a new game for your PlayStation or something?"

"Fuck Mum, I am not like Uncle Steve, okay? You are my Mum, and I love you fiercely, no way I would blackmail you the way Steve is."

"Thank you," Mum said softly, leaning back and relaxing and drinking her tea. I could not help myself; I looked up her skirt, white knickers. She saw me looking, I tried to look guilty and embarrassed. 'sorry' I mouthed.

"I have an idea."

"What?" Mum asked.

"How about we video him and you together, you know like you were today, and threaten to show it to Aunt Geraldine, could that work?"

"I don't know, I mean how can we do that, your father will be suspicious if a camera appears in our bedroom."

"Let me work on that, I have some ideas, we can pretend it is part of a security system and only works when the alarm is set, something like that."

"I don't know."

"I will sort it, now, come over here and have a cuddle."

Mum looked at me and got up and came and sat by me, I had my arms around her, and I pulled her close, God though, my dick was just so hard, it was all I could do to not adjust myself.

"I know what you have seen," Mum said, "you know, me naked, and I know what affect that has. I can't help you, I just can't."

"What? God Mum, no, you don't need to worry about me." I didn't know if Mum meant what it sounded like she meant, I hoped that one day I could get her to 'help me' but I wanted it to be her idea, she needed to make the moves, I didn't want to get into a position where Mum hated me.

I squeezed her tight to me and turned and kissed her forehead, her cheek, and a small one on her lips. She would know that I cared. Well, I supposed I did care, I certainly didn't want Uncle Steve forcing Mum to fuck him.

"You don't have to tell me what he has on you," I said, "I am sure it is ancient history."

"You'll hate me if I tell you," Mum said.

"Fuck Mum, I could never hate you, ever, and that is a fact," I kissed her cheek again.

"He saw me with your Grandpa."

"Saw you?"

"Yes, I had my skirt around my waist, and I was on his lap, you can guess the rest. He took a video with his phone and says he will show it to Grandma and your Dad."

"Oh shit, is that all? Not the end of the world Mum, I wouldn't hate you for a natural little thing like that." So, Mum had been fucking Gramps, hope for me yet then.

"Is that all you have to say?"

"Yes, not my concern if you had the hots for your Dad, it is quite common for people to get the hots for their parent."

Mum was quiet and looked at me and then down at the bulge in my trousers. She didn't say anything, as she said earlier, this wasn't the time. "Your Dad and your Gran wouldn't be so understanding."

"Perhaps not Mum, but we will find a way to stop him."

"I hope so baby."

I did some research online and came up with a camera from Amazon, it looked very similar to an alarm movement sensor.

"Mum," I said as we sat drinking tea before Dad came home, "I have an idea and a solution."

"Tell me Jason."

I showed her the camera. "We buy this and set it up in your room. If he sees it just say it is a motion detector for the alarm system that you are installing a bit at a time."

"Oh, and?"

"Next time he comes round it will film you, all you have to do is make sure that you say that you don't want to do this, that sort of thing, and then a few days later, next time he comes you can show him the film and say that you will show Auntie Geraldine and your father and then go to the police. They will charge him with sexual crimes and blackmail and coercion, and he will go to jail. His only solution is to stop and never force you again."

Mum looked at me and then she was quiet. "That makes me as bad as him."

"Okay, well, that is the best way I can think of Mum, play him at his own game."

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