Intruder made Adam and his mom do weird activities – 02

I walked across the lawn staying close to the house and feeling like a fool, but wanting to be careful, I ducked my head when I reached the fence so if anyone was on the other side they wouldn’t see me. I had just reached the corner of the fence when I thought I heard footsteps moving up the driveway of the house next door. I turned the corner in a crouch and flashed the light up the long driveway, but all I saw was the third floor’s Toyota parked in front of the garage.

Still staying close to the fence, I walked along the length of the driveway until I reached the corner where the fence joined that of the house behind ours. I looked over the fence at our house and figured this was about where the guy I saw had been standing.

Even with the shade down, I could just make out Mom standing in the middle of the room and I could only imagine the view the creep had gotten when the window was open and mom was in my lap. I shined the light into the backyard and across the pool, and then quickly brought it up as I swore I saw movement along the fence across from me.

I swept the light across the length of the yard, but didn’t see anything. Maybe I hadn’t seen anyone, after all I couldn’t make out any details, just a shape, could have just been a trick of the shadows from a lit room.

Shutting off the flashlight I walked across the driveway and as Mom had asked me to do, checked the back door. It was locked and now walking normally along the fence I crossed the lawn and entered the house.

“You were right,” I said as I walked into the living room, “There was no one…”

I stopped in mid sentence at the sight of mom sitting on the couch. She had her hands folded in her lap and was looking at me. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to be looking past me.

“Mom?” I took another step towards her, “You okay?”

“Your mom’s just fine,” a deep voice said behind me, “In fact, she’s really fine!”

I spun around and dropped the flashlight at the sight of a large man dressed all in black, including, despite the heat, a ski mask, leaning against the wall.

*****

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed, “Who the fuck are you?”

“If I wanted you to know who I was, I wouldn’t be wearing a mask, now would I? ” he shrugged, “But seeing we’re going to get to know each other pretty well, just call me, I don’t know, Lydia will do.”

Even through my shock, I noticed the guy’s voice was weird, abnormally deep and sort of mechanical. Again, my mind working faster than I would have thought it could, I was reminded of the voice distorter I had bought at the Halloween store a couple of years ago when I’d dressed as a ghoul.

“Adam, sit down.” Mom said, softly from behind me.

“Yeah, Adam,” Lydia pointed at the recliner, “Go sit down.”

“Fuck you.” I snapped, taking a step towards him, “You better get the hell out…”

“Adam!” Mom called out, “Listen to him! He…”

She stopped, but I didn’t need her to finish the sentence as Lydia lifted his sweatshirt to show the handle of a gun protruding from his belt. I stopped in my tracks and he nodded.

“Good boy, trying to stick up for your mommy, but why don’t you listen to what she says and take a seat?”

I looked over at mom, who nodded at me and started to go over to sit next to her on the couch.

“In the chair.”

I hesitated and mom pointed, “Go over there, Adam.” She gave me a forced smile, “It’ll be okay, just do what he says.”

“O…okay.”

My legs were trembling as I walked over and sat down in the recliner and Lydia laughed, “You do listen to mommy, don’t you?” he pointed over at her, “Then again, I would have done anything my mother wanted if she looked like that.”

Neither of us said anything and looking over at me, he asked, “You like how your mother looks, Adam?”

“I…” I couldn’t answer. Between the situation itself and this guy asking me what I thought of mom I had no doubt he had been staring at us and…

“I asked you a question.” Reaching down he tapped the handle of the gun, “See here’s the deal, we’re going to have some fun tonight, Adam. In fact I bet you’re going to have just the kind of fun the two of you have been dying for.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Mom asked, “Look, you have my wallet and I told you there’s no more…”

“You speak when spoken to.” Lydia told her harshly. “Right now I’m talking to your son.”

Mom looked as if she were going to continue, but stopped.

“That’s better and don’t worry honey, that pretty little mouth will be busy soon enough.”

I felt a stab of fear through my stomach, “Don’t hurt her.” I told him.

“You are a good boy.” He nodded approvingly, “A real mama’s boy, aren’t you?”

“No, I…”

“Bet you wanna be your mother’s boy.” He laughed nastily, “Take good care of her.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Mom asked.

“Oh, please,” Lydia waved his hand at her, “I’ve been watching the two of you. You’re really close aren’t you?”

“My husband’s going to be home any minute now.” Mom said quickly, “You…”

“Oh, no, your lame old man is gone for the next few days. Like I said I’ve been watching and you’re a real cock tease aren’t you mommy?”

“No I’m not.”

“No? What’s with that little bikini and all those little dresses you’ve been wearing lately? And funny how much you like to show off for your little boy! Hell today I thought you were going to blow him by the pool!”

Holy shit, he had been watching us! Mom shook her head, and said, “I don’t like what you’re trying to say.”

“No? You don’t like hearing the truth? That you want to fuck your son you little whore?”

“Hey watch…” I began, but stopped when he swung around on me. “And you’d love it if she did, wouldn’t you? Probably jerk off to her don’t you?”

“You’re sick.” I told him, but could feel myself blushing.

“Me? I’m not the one who wants to fuck my mother,” He laughed loudly, “But I’m going to like watching you fuck yours.”

“What?” Mom and I both exclaimed at the same time.

“You heard me; I told you we were going to play a game. I’ve been watching and I want to see you both get what you want, each other.”

“I…I don’t want to…”

“Oh, you do.” Lydia told me, “And hey, I don’t blame you, she’s fucking hot! Pretty, nice body.” He pointed at me, “You want that body don’t you?”

Before I could answer he turned to mom, “Take your robe off.”

“I won’t!” Mom declared, “You…” she stopped when he tapped the gun.

“Listen to both of you; you will do what I say.” He pointed at her, “You, you little slut are going to fuck your son.”

“I won’t do it!” I yelled, “You…”

“Fine,” he said with a shrug, “Then I’ll tie you up and you can watch me fuck her. But I figure the other way is that we all get what we want.” He turned back to mom, “Now, take off your robe.”

“Mom don’t,” I said, shaking my head.

Mom stared at me for a moment, then stood up, reached down and untied her robe. I looked over to see Lydia watching her. He had pushed himself away from the wall and was now standing behind the chair between the couch and where I was sitting.

He was too far away for me to leave the chair and reach him before he would see me. The best I could do was hope that he wasn’t really going to hurt us and the only thing he wanted was…My heart skipped a beat when my stunned mind finally acknowledged the thought he wanted to watch my mother have sex with me!

Across from me Mom had untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. I swallowed hard when I saw what she had on beneath it. Mom was wearing a black bra the cups of which were lace and even from across the room I could see the shadow of her nipples behind the thin material. The bra was accompanied by a matching black thong that was little more than string with a patch of lace between her legs.

“Do you always wear lingerie when you’re home with your son?” Lydia asked, “You still going to deny it?”

“I like feeling sexy.” Mom said with her head down.

“Oh, you’re sexy alright, isn’t she Adam?

He turned to me and when I shrugged, raised his voice, “Answer me!”

At that volume his voice sounded even stranger and I was sure he was using some type of voice box. That thought disturbed me because it meant it might be someone we knew. He had said he’d been watching us. My thoughts were cut off when I saw him take a step towards mom.

“Yes, she’s sexy.” I blurted out.

“Good boy.” Lydia lowered his voice, “See, that’s all I want tonight, some honesty from both of you.” He pointed at Mom, “Turn around, show your son that fine ass of yours.”

Mom hesitated long enough for him to sigh and reach for his waistband, then bringing her hands up, placed them in her hair and raised her arms over her head. As she took her long red hair up with her hands, she turned around slowly, and despite our frightening predicament, my eyes immediately found her ass.

The thong was little more than a string between the cheeks of her ass and I couldn’t help but notice how round and firm looking her ass was. Sensing Lydia staring at me, I forced my eyes upward and took in the smooth creamy skin of mom’s back. Not wanting to look as if I was indeed looking more than I should be I dropped my gaze, but not before catching a quick look at the backs of mom’s long well shaped legs.

“Yeah, my mom dressed like that when we were alone at night.” He grunted, glancing my way he asked, “Hey Adam, you think your mother has nice tits?”

As he spoke he came around the chair and sat down in it, putting him between us.

“She…she’s my mom and I…”

“I know who she is, now answer the question.”

“You’re sick, you know that right?” Mom asked him as she turned back around to face us.

“You’re wearing Victoria secret and sitting on your son’s lap and I’m sick?” he laughed, “Okay maybe I am, but I can admit it. Now shut up, so Adam can answer.”

Play along; I told myself, something will happen to get us out of this.

“Uh, yeah she has a nice chest.” I answered.

“Nice chest? What are you twelve? Tell me you think your mom has nice tits.”

“My…mother has nice tits.” I said softly, looking away from her as I spoke.

“Ever see them?”

“No.”

“Look over here when you speak.” Lydia demanded. When I did as he said he asked, “Want to see them?”

“No!” I exclaimed.

“Liar, you stare at them all the time.” He wagged his finger at me, “Remember I’ve been watching and whenever she isn’t looking at you, you’re fucking gawking at her. Now I told you the rules are you answer honestly and do what I say. Now tell me you want to see your mother’s tits.”

“Just say it, even if it’s not true.” Mom said, “Just give him what he wants.”

“Just what I want?” The mask had a thin film over the eyes to protect them from bad weather, but I could sense him rolling them behind it. “But, whatever, that’s some good advice from your slutty mom over there, you just play along.” He paused, “So, Adam wants to see mommy’s tits?”

“I…okay I guess.” I muttered as my heart started pounding at the thought I really wouldn’t mind seeing them, but could think of a thousand better scenarios to do so.

“Better than that!” he shouted, “You two aren’t stupid and you know what I want so fucking give it to me! You both want it so act like you do!” he put his hand on the gun and looking at me said, “Now answer my question like one of the kids in those stupid porns you watch when their mother wants to fuck them.”

I felt my heart skip a beat at the same time my face flushed deep red. How the hell did this guy know what I watched on my laptop? I always had my blinds down, had he hacked us somehow? Worse was the stunned look on mom’s face when he said it.

“I’m waiting.”

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