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Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced, middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of mate-swapping. All in the spirit of good, clean fun… But where does the fun stop and degradation begin? When one excess leads to another — and another — to what? When children set as the pattern of their own lifestyle what is already the norm at home?
This is the story of two American families. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets.
PEEKING AT MOM — a story of two families whose goal is pleasure and whose lifestyle reflects that goal. A story with a message for our changing world.
Biff’s cock got hard as he stared at the ad in the magazine. It was only an ad for a resort in the Bahamas showing a beautiful lady in a bikini running from the surf onto the beach. But for a kid like Biff, a picture like that was a powerful aphrodisiac.
In his fevered mind, Biff was imagining himself standing on that beach. The lovely woman was running toward him. As he watched her tits bouncing heavily in the tiny top of the bikini, Biff imagined himself opening his arms to encircle the gorgeous creature.
As his daydream continued, he could actually feel the woman pressing her body on his. His imagination even supplied the warm drops of water that covered the woman’s body.
As Biff’s hard cock pressed against the tightness of his jeans, he imagined he could feel the chick’s taut belly pressing against his prick, right through his bathing suit.
Although Biff had never actually sunk his prick into a pussy, he did know the feeling of firm tits against his chest. And now he brought the memory of some of his own hot times at the beach into his fantasy.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.