Watching Mom

Just a quick fun story. Maybe I'll write a sequel to it another time. There is no actual intercourse in this one. Just watching.

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"Uuuuuhhhhggg. Thank God. That's the last box." I said as I set the large moving box on the floor of the livingroom.

"OK, Sweetie. Why don't you take a shower and change before dinner. I already have the kitchen stuff unpacked." Mom replied.

With mom's divorce final and the old house sold, we were moving into a new house. Dad was now out of the picture, since he was caught screwing his secretary. The barracuda that my mom hired really did a number on him. The last time I saw or spoke to him was when he was leaving the courthouse. I heard him mutter something to the effect of 'could have at least used some lube'. That was about 10-months ago. Now, she had a new house, and I was living with her until I graduated and moved to the dorms.

Yes, I am 18-years old and a senior in high school. I'm fairly popular, decently good looking, and work out to maintain my shape. I have decent luck with the girls too. Nope, I'm not a virgin. Mom is 36-years old (She had me when she was 18), 5'6" tall. Red hair and green eyes. She goes to a local gym four times a week, and has a nice body. Her 36D breasts are set off well by her slim waist, and her toned legs end in a nice toned ass. No, I wasn't perving on her then. That came later. I was just stating facts.

A week later, we finally had the house unpacked. I was going through some of the manuals for some of the features of the house, trying to make sure that I knew how to operate everything. Mom left this to me, since she was pretty technologically challenged. There were a lot of newer gadgets in this house. The thermostat was three generations above the one in our old house. This house also had a swimming pool that I would need to take care of. One item was really interesting. I remember the realtor talking about it. This house had a complete home security system. I imagine that mom probably didn't even pay attention to that, but it sounded pretty cool. There were cameras covering both front and back yards, as well as indoor cameras placed throughout the house.

I was in my room working on my laptop to try and figure out how to set the security system up. Once I had it running, I would show mom so she could use it when I was away at college. After screwing around with it for a while, I finally got it going. I got the settings taken care of and was checking things out. I noticed that the video feed was really high definition, and the sound quality was amazing. I could even move and zoom the outside cameras. The guy that bought this system really went all out. That's when I decided to flip through the inside cameras and check things out.

"HOLY SHIT!" My brain screamed out.

The image of mom's bedroom suddenly filled the screen. Furthermore, there was my mom totally naked and massaging lotion on her breasts. I really should have switched the camera, but I was mesmerized. Her red landing strip on her pussy was burned into my mind. I just couldn't bring my finger to click on the mouse to change screens. I sat watching as she finished rubbing her lotion into her breasts. Did she just pinch her nipple? Now, I had a full view of her pussy as she put one foot on the bed to spread her lotion onto her legs. She spent quite a bit of time on her pussy too.

I changed cameras as she began getting dressed. I decided to tell her about the security system later. If I went running to tell her now, she may get the idea that I had seen her naked earlier. In the meantime, I locked my door and jerked off to the video that had recorded earlier.

Seriously, I kept meaning to tell her about the cameras, but things just kept coming up. Yes, I meant that. I was also recording a lot of videos. The months went by. I kept watching. Eventually, the end of the school year was getting close. I needed to study for my finals. The library was open on Saturdays, so I went there to study.

It was a really nice afternoon. Bright, sunny, and in the low 80's. Ah, well. The sacrifices that we make to keep the grades up. I had been studying for a couple of hours and decided to take a break. I was alone in one of the study rooms, so I opened my laptop. The library had free Wi-Fi, so I could log into mom's security system. I pulled up the camera to her room, and I saw that she had just walked out of her bathroom and was pulling her hair into a ponytail. She was gloriously naked. She walked over to her closet and rummaged around for a few minutes, then came back out carrying a large beach bag and left her room.

Curious, I switched the camera to the livingroom. The house had an open floor plan, so I could see the entire livingroom and kitchen from the one camera, as well as about half way down the hall. She had stopped at the linen closet and was pulling out a beach towel that we use when we go out into the pool. Wash she going skinny-dipping? I had told her that I would be at the library until they closed this evening, so she wasn't expecting me home for a few more hours yet. We also had a high privacy fence around the back yard, so the neighbors wouldn't see her. I then watched her walk into the kitchen and get out a water bottle. Sure enough, she picked up the bag and walked to the back door.

I immediately switched to the back-yard camera and watched her move over to one of the lounge chairs. She turned the chair so it was facing the house, then spread out her towel. Looking back at the house, I saw a sly grin on her face. A thought flashed through my mind that she was feeling a bit mischievous at being naked out where she could be seen if I happened to come home early. As far as I knew, she had never stepped outside her room without being fully dressed. Then, she laid down on her back to sunbathe.

After taking a sip of water, she reached into her bag and pulled out a tube of sunscreen. Beginning with her feet and calves, she started to slowly spread the sunscreen into her legs. Moving slowly, she added more as she worked up her toned legs. Just before getting to her crotch, she laid back and began to work on her arms. Her legs were glistening as her hands moved up her arm to her shoulder. Once her right arm was covered, she began her left arm. I was transfixed. Arms, shoulders, then her neck. She sat up and rubbed her hands together, evening out the cream that she just applied to her palm. Her breasts shook and wobbled as she rubbed the sunscreen on her face and ears. Once she had her face protected, she squirted a dab onto her toned, flat stomach and began slathering it all over. I saw her glance back at the house and smirk again.

I manipulated the camera and zoomed in on her a bit. I watched her squirt a dollop of sunscreen onto each breast. She sat back as she began slowly massaging the cream into her breasts. I zoomed in some more. Instead of simply coating her breasts and moving on, she began massaging them. I watched in fascination as her fingers closed on her nipples and began to gently pinch and twist. Then her fingers released and started to tenderly rub and flick her nubs. She cupped her breasts, arched her back and used her thumbs to swirl around her nipples. For the next several minutes, she alternated pinching, twisting, and rubbing her nipples, occasionally giving her big tits a gentle squeeze.

Finally, one hand blindly reached for the tube of sunscreen, and squeezed a bit onto the palm of her hand. That's when she moved to her pussy. She seemed to spend quite a bit of time there. I zoomed in and saw the moisture on her pussy lips. I saw a finger move and begin circling around her clit. Then, another finger moved to her slit and began entering her. She was thrusting her finger in and out while the other finger continued toying with her clit. I had completely lost track of time by this point. Her slick finger finally came out of her drooling pussy, and I watched as she moved it up to her mouth. I stared as she sucked the fluid from the digit.

She reached back into the bag and removed two objects. One was long and cylindrical, and the other was short and looked like a Christmas Tree from the side. Another tube of something was pulled out of the bag. It was some type of lube. That became obvious as she applied a liberal coating to the tree shaped object. Standing the object on the table, she raised her legs, spreading them out until she was wide open and bent almost in half. Her finger was coated in the lube. She began inserting her lubed finger into her ass, pumping it in and out several times. Then a second finger joined the first. She was thrusting them in and out as she twisted her wrist. Pulling her hand back, I watched as she took what was now obviously a butt plug and spent the next several minutes working into her ass. Finally, fully inserted, she reached back into her bag and brought out what looked to be a small remote control. Her body jerked as she pushed the button. Her hand moved back to the plug and worked it around a bit more. By this time, the microphones began picking up the gasps and moans that she was making.

Setting the remote on the table, she picked up the cylindrical object and twisted the bottom. The microphones picked up the buzzing sound. She took the next several minutes rubbing the tip of the vibrator around her nipples. She alternated fingering one nipple as the vibrator was working on the other one. Her hand holding the vibrator moved down and began touching her pussy. She worked it around the outside of her pussy, clit, then outer lips, then back to her clit. She squeezed her thighs together and stuck the vibrator between them, trapping it so it was held against her entire pussy. Both hands moved back to cupping her breasts and playing with her nipples. She raised each one in turn, extended her tongue, and licked her nipples. Her hips began to gyrate in pleasure.

Crying out, she reached down, spread her legs, and began pushing her vibrator into her pussy. Her moans and cries were constant now. She reached over to the remote, fumbled with it for a second, then hit the button again. Her hips launched off the lounger as she cried out.

"Oh. Fuck YES!" she cried.

She was now plunging the vibrator in and out like mad. She twisted the base again and went into overdrive. Her hips were bucking. One hand was fucking the toy in and out, while the other was furiously rubbing her clit. It hit her like a tidal wave.

"OHGOD, OHGOD, OHGOD, FFFUUUCCCCKKKKK YYYYESSSSS!" I heard her cry out.

Her entire body began thrusting and bucking as she orgasmed. It went on and on, until I finally saw her relaxing. There were still a few shakes and tremors as she was basking in the afterglow. Eventually, she turned off the vibrator, set it on the table, and pushed the button on the remote. After chugging half the bottle of water, she reached down and pulled the butt plug out. I watched as she picked the vibrator back up and began licking and sucking it clean. It seemed that she was staring straight into the camera while she was doing it. I dismissed that thought. I believed that she had forgotten about the security cameras, and I knew that she didn't think that they had been activated, since I hadn't told her about it yet.

Setting the vibrator down, she got up and began walking back to the house. I watched transfixed at the sway of her hips. I almost fell off the chair when she looked directly into the camera and said, "Hurry home, Sweetie. I still need sunscreen on my back." Then she got that smirk on her face again. "Did you really think that I didn't know all about you setting up the security cameras?"

Fuck this. I wasn't getting anymore studying in today anyway. She turned, walked over to the pool and dove in. It was two seconds before I had packed up and ran out of the library. I needed to get home and keep mom from getting sunburned.