SHARING MOM...WITH DAD!

pulled into the driveway and my eyes lit up; mom and dad were out! Getting out of my car, I smile in anticipation of what being home alone meant. Entering the house, I grabbed a can of coke from the fridge and quickly made my way down the hallway. Stepping into my room, I tossed my book bag on the desk and downed half the coke. I quickly stripped out of my smelly Taco Bell uniform and thought about taking a shower because even my skin smelled like fast food.

Figuring I had no idea when my parents had gone out and when they would be back, I skipped the shower for now and tossed on a pair of shorts and a Celtics t-shirt. Closing my bedroom door, I all but ran down the corridor to mom and dad's bedroom. By the time I'd opened the door and entered the room, my cock was already semi hard.

I immediately went over to the corner and lifting up the lid of the hamper began rummaging around. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning when I pulled out a lacy purple thong. I let the lid fall close and with no hesitation brought the crotch of the thong to my nose and inhaled deeply. I released a long sigh that bordered on a moan at the delicious scent of my mother's pussy.

Keeping my mother's lingerie pressed to my face, I walked over to the desk against the wall where their computer was set up. Flopping down in the chair, I took another deep breath while I reached down and rubbed my aching cock through my shorts. Lowering the thong, I started rubbing the silky material along my hands, imagining my mother's soft wet pussy beneath it.

That thought briefly cut into my lustful fantasies. I had first started sniffing my mother's panties a few years which was right about the time I'd begun noticing and thinking about girls and sex.

In the beginning it was just about the idea of 'this is what a woman smells like'. Sniffing had turned to masturbating with them, but for some reason it was never with a visual off my mother. I would think about Rebecca who used to live next door and who was a damn hot red head or some of the girls in my class.

But seeing I couldn't get a whiff of them, or get my hands on their panties, moms were what I used. Even when I started dating I would jerk off into her panties while wishing for that day I would be able to smell another female's scent and directly in my face rather than through clothing.

That happened a couple of years back, when after dating Jennifer for six months, her parents had gone away and her big sister gave her the green light to let me come over.

Once I'd gotten my first taste of her I had stopped using mom's underwear as a masturbation enhancer because I'd stolen a couple of pairs of Jennifer's. I'm sure she figured I took them, but never brought it up. We broke up six months later, but in the time since I had been on a good swing and never remained single for more than a few weeks.

I guess it helped that both my mom and dad were good looking and I'd inherited a mixture of their features. I had my father's black hair, but mom's deep blue eyes and high cheek bones. Between the cheek bones, dad's dimpled chin and mom's smooth complexion and coupled with the fact my hair was always perfectly combed I had endured more than a few pretty boy jokes from other guys.

But those jokes were worth the success my looks and easy going personality brought me with the girls. College provided even more opportunity to meet pretty girls and for the last couple of years my fixation with the smell of my mother's pussy had been replaced with enjoying the real thing and I'd left it behind as one of those weird things horny kids did.

That was until last month when my lap top froze up and I needed to finish a project for school. Mom had told me to use their computer while mine was getting fixed and that was when my obsession had not only returned, but progressed to the point I was now thinking more about what was in those panties. I'd noticed their computer kept freezing and when I'd hit the keys to bring up the task manager saw that windows movie maker was running.

I closed out everything else and when I brought up movie maker saw there was a pop up asking if the project should be saved. I'd done that many times myself, quickly clicked out of it or thought I had because I'd walk away not remembering it always asked. I prepared to click yes figuring I didn't want to lose anything of theirs. Just before I hit the button I noticed the title of the project was "Want this?"

It struck me it could be something racy, but had a hard time believing my parents would film themselves. Not that I didn't think they had sex, they were always affectionate with each other and both looked damn good for their ages and worked hard at the gym to stay that way, but still...Looking over my shoulder as if I thought they would materialize behind me, I clicked play.

The screen filled with a view of the bed and Mom walking over to it. She was wearing a short red robe and sitting on the edge of the bed, gave her long, dirty blond hair a toss.

"What is it honey?" she asked the camera with a big smile.

"Just wondering if you're ready for bed." Dad's deep voice came from behind the camera.

"For bed, sure," her smile turned mischievous, "For sleep? Not yet."

"Oh? You have something in mind?"

"Hmm-mm" she purred in a sexy voice that caused my cock to begin stirring. "I'm ready for some fun, you want to play?"

"Why don't you show me what I'll be playing with?"

"Yes sir," Mom pushed her full sensual lips into a pout, standing up, she pulled the robe open and let it fall to the floor.

When the robe hit the floor, my jaw had as well. Although I'd seen mom in a fairly revealing bikini many times, it had never dawned on me how damn hot she was. Mom was tall and years of jogging had kept her long legs looking better than ever. Her stomach was surprisingly flat. Despite the fact she was on the slender side, her hips had enough curve to them to give her a good figure.

What really grabbed my attention were her bare tits; they weren't big, but were perfectly round and sitting high and firm. The skin around her nipples was a deep red in color and the nipples themselves hard and pointing straight at the camera. Mom cupped them, offering them to my father, "Want these, baby?"

"I do, but what else you have?"

"I have it all!" Mom laughed and sliding her hands down her stomach pulled the black thong she was wearing aside, flashing her pussy.

By then my cock had been aching in my pants and I' begun to rub it as Mom let the thong fall back. Lifting her long hair up, she turned around and shook her firm heart shaped ass at the camera. Mom started to turn back around, but dad called out, "Take it off from there; show me that pretty pussy from behind."

Mom obediently hooked her fingers into the thong and sliding it down, bent over. I'd stared mouth wide open as mom exposed not only her ass, but her pink pussy winking out from between her well toned thighs. The fact I was staring at my mother's pussy should have caused me to shut it off, but instead I began rubbing my cock harder and grinding my hips while I watched her turn back around and climb onto the bed.

Mom lay back on the pillows and crossing her long legs at the ankles, asked, "What do you want to see, baby?"

"You know what I want to see."

"I don't know..." Mom made a show of rubbing her chin as if thinking it over.

"Please Robin?" Dad begged as the camera moved closer to the bed, "Please let me see that perfect pussy."

"What do I get out of it?" she asked, now fondling her tits. "You going to kiss it?"

"And lick it, and suck on it."

"On that note." Mom laughed and slowly opened her legs.

I had been squeezing my cock as my hand moved up and down, jerking it through my jeans. Mom reached down between her legs and as the camera zoomed in close, spread her pink lips open. Using one slender red tipped finger she began sliding it through her soft wet folds and started teasing her clit.

"Come give me a kiss baby." She beckoned him with her other hand.

The camera moved as Dad placed it on the bed and lying across mom's thigh he began tonguing her clit so the camera could catch it. Mom moaned and the sound sent a thrill through me. Giving in, I had unsnapped my jeans and pulling my cock out stared to stroke it. In front of me dad had slipped two fingers into her pussy and was working them in and out. Mom's fingers were running through his hair and she was moaning, "Oh, Jack, that feels so fucking good!"

I'd been pumping my cock hard and fast when I'd heard Dad's Ford F250 pull into the driveway. Panicking, I'd zipped up and ran into my room where locking my door, I sat on the bed and masturbated furiously to the image of my mother's bald pink pussy. I stroked it twice more that night and from then on whenever my parents went out at night I would sneak into their room and check out their movies.

And there were several of them. If I thought the first one was hot, the next one featured mom on her knees between dad's legs giving him a long slow blow job. It was a little weird seeing my father's cock, especially because it looked pretty damn big, but watching my mother suck on it helped me quickly over come my awkwardness.

Mom was as good as any of the porn stars I'd seen, taking my father's dick down to his balls easily and taking a good long time licking, teasing and sucking. The entire time she was working his cock with her amazing mouth, mom had been moaning and her big blue eyes were rolled back. With my cock in my hand it occurred to me my mother loved to suck dick! I'd kept my stroking slow until the end of the video, when with a loud moan my father began jerking his cock.

Mom opened her mouth and after taking the first spurt into it, turned her face side to side letting dad splatter his cum all over her. When he was done, Mom let the cum drool out of her mouth, back onto his cock. My own dick exploded when mom started licking his cock clean. The next video featured my parents going around the world, fucking in every position and each time they switched I swore mom looked even hotter than in the one before.

By the fifth or sixth time I'd watched that video I was jerking off using mom's panties and admiring the way my father, who was in damn good shape himself, fucked the shit out of her. Now a month later, I was nothing short of obsessed. When my folks were sitting on the couch watching TV I found myself imagining them having sex, dad just yanking mom's skirt up and fucking her right over the couch.

It would get so bad I would have to excuse myself and go jerk off. Worse was when mom would get close to me. Now when she hugged me I was painfully aware of her tits pressing against me and when she would give me a kiss on the cheek all I could imagine was how good those soft lips would feel pressed against something else. I constantly undressed her with my eyes, or more accurately would envision her stripping for me.

Mom wore a short robe around the house in the summer and as she did in that first video I could see her untying it and letting it hit the floor. She would hold up her perfect tits and ask if I wanted them. Thoughts like that were what concerned me. My fantasies had gone from just thinking of my parents fucking to me being the one to fuck my mother. Not that the former was normal, but the latter was pretty sick.

Sick. That was the word that entered my mind enough to tell me I should stay away from their computer and try to stop thinking about it. I'd been single for a couple of months now as my fantasies no longer seemed to revolve around pretty coeds, but the one woman in the world I shouldn't be thinking about. That was what I told myself on a daily basis. But anytime mom walked by me wearing a pair of shorts or bent over to pick something up, my mind was filled with the videos; and if they weren't home?

I would immediately be right where I was now. Sitting in their room and scoping their pc for new videos. I noticed when I had first been looking there were only three, but after a couple of weeks it seemed there was a new one every few days. Dad had them under a folder marked, "projects" and had it pass word protected. But my father was predictable and used Red Sox 2004 as his password for everything.

I opened the folder and my eyes lit up again at the sight of a new movie, this one called 'Toys'. I clicked on it and sitting back in the chair, pulled my shorts down and wrapping the thong around my cock began watching the movie. Mom was on the bed, her legs wide open as she ran a purple vibrator up and down her pussy. I could hear it humming and mom was groaning. Each time the tip of the toy hit her clit, her hips would jerk and she would give a sharp little yip that sent a surge through me.

Mom slipped the vibrator inside her and reaching into the nightstand drawer next to the bed pulled out a silver egg that was attached to a remote control. Making a show of rubbing the egg along her tits, she placed the egg over her clit and thumbed the remote. She gasped and I saw her hips beginning to rock.

"Roll over." Dad said, "Let's see that from behind!"

I slowed my stroking as I was treated to the eye popping visual of mom rolling over on her hands and knees. I could see the black bottom of the vibrator buried in her pussy and reaching between her legs, she pressed the bullet to her clit. Moving her fingers up her grasped the vibrator and started pumping it in and out of her pussy.

"You like that, you nasty thing?" Dad asked,

"It feels good!" Mom purred, "But not as good as your big cock!"

"Let's make it better!"

Dad put the camera on the bed to the side of mom so I could see the length of her body. I took in her tits pointing down towards the bed and could see the vibrator sliding between her cheeks. Kneeling in front of her, wearing just his boxers, dad leaned over and slipped a thin silver vibrator over the other one.

"Ohh," Mom groaned, "Yes, push that deep in my ass."

My hand moved faster as if of its own accord while watching dad fuck mom's ass with the thin vibrator while she continued using the purple one in her pussy. She was rocking back and forth and dad said,

"Look at you, you dirty slut! You love having one in each hole don't you?"

"Oh, yeah! Hmmm I wish they were cocks! Two nice big cocks!"

"You want another cock, you slut?" he punctuated his question by giving her a slap in the ass.

"You know I do!" she moaned, "You know I want to be in the middle of two hot guys!"

"You couldn't be any more of a pig could you?" Dad laughed,

"Oh, yeah?" Mom asked and resting on her elbow pulled dad's boxers down and quickly took his hard cock into her mouth.

"Oh, fuck!" I exclaimed as I watched her bobbing her head, taking dad's sizable prick deep into her mouth while rocking back and forth into the vibrators.

I began pumping my cock harder as mom left the vibrator in her pussy and grabbing dad's cock, started to jerk it as she blew him. Dad was moaning and pumping his hips, fucking my mother's mouth. She was moaning louder and louder and dad was all but pounding the vibrator into her ass. Mom released dad's cock and lifting her head released a loud cry that even though the computer could have been heard through the house.

"Oh fuck yeah!" She cried out, "Don't stop, Jack! Please don't stop!"

Mom started bucking wildly back and forth as she released a series of loud yelps. Even though I'd heard that sound many times while watching their movies, the sound of my mother cumming never failed to cause my cock to throb and I could feel the cum building as I slid the silky thong along the length of my shaft.

The entire time mom bucked and writhed she was stroking dad's cock and he was now moaning and thrusting into her hand. Mom released a long shuddering moan and as she stopped moving her hips, started to let dad's cock go.

"No, keep jerking!" he pleaded.

With a wicked smile that caused my cock to jerk mom not only resumed her stroking, but placed her mouth over the head of his cock. Dad made a loud groaning sound and grabbing mom's hair gasped and started jerking his hips.

"Hmm-mm!" Mom encouraged him as she pumped his cock harder.

She took more of his cock into her mouth and began making loud slurping noises that sent me over the edge. As I felt the cum racing through my cock, Mom looked straight at the camera, opened her mouth and let my father's cum drool down her chin. Still staring into the camera, her blue eyes glazed with lust, she slipped her cum coated tongue out and waggled it provocatively.

"Oh, shit!" I exclaimed as my cock erupted into my mother's thong.

I pumped it hard and fast, enjoying the sensation of the silky material stroking the head of my cock while envisioning it emptying into my mother's, I'm sure, much softer mouth. I kept stroking and my cock kept spurting. When there was nothing left and the head of my cock was now covered in the mess I'd made, I sighed and leaned back in the chair.

After I carefully wiped off my cock, I balled up the thong and slipping my shorts up made to get up and toss it back into the hamper. When I stood, I glanced over to the nightstand. Remembering the video, I walked over and putting the thong on top of it, opened the drawer.

"Damn." I whistled.

The drawer looked like an overstock bin at an adult toy store. There were several vibrators, each a different size and color, as well as a couple of the bullets. There was a pair of handcuffs and my eyes widened at the sight of a dog collar and a leash. Picking up the collar I wondered if they would ever use that in a video. I placed the collar back in the drawer, careful to put it in the exact same spot.

I picked up a weird looking rubber thing with a small bullet attached to it. I was wondering what it was when I noticed the loop and realized it was cock ring meant to push against her clit. I dropped it and shook my head at the assorted x-rated goodies. In the back of the drawer I saw several DVDs and getting on my knees so I could see in the back of the drawer looked at the titles.

Four of them were titled "Dreaming of Three" with different volumes and two more were from a series called one for each end. It hit me they were all about two men with one women and remembering the video figured mom wasn't kidding about wanting two cocks. I wondered if they had ever done it. That wasn't a thought that turned me on. I would hate to think my parents would share with someone. I doubted they did, if they had mom wouldn't be so into the fantasy. I was going to close the drawer when I saw the purple vibrator from the video.

Picking it up, I brought it under my nose and sliding it across sniffed it.

"Oh, yeah." I said softly, at the faint aroma of mom's pussy.

I took another whiff, and then looking around again, opened my mouth. I took the toy a couple of inches into my mouth and started sucking on it. My eyes rolled back at the faint taste of her sweet juices. I sighed and glancing down saw the one that had been in her ass. I'm sure they would have cleaned it, but... jumped at the sound of bang and felt my stomach lurch as I heard dad say, "Hey Robin, you going straight to bed?"

I dropped the toy back into the drawer and as I pushed it shut, turned and ran across the carpeted floor and peeked out of the bedroom, I almost fell backwards when I saw dad walk across the front of the hallway as he crossed the living room. Wondering what the hell I was going to do I turned back around and saw the mirror over mom's bed reflected the hallway. I saw Mom walk across wearing a black sundress and as she paused, reached up and let her long hair down.

I saw she was barefoot with her sandals in her hand and figured they must have gone to the beach to sit by the water.

"Yeah, I'm pretty tired." She replied as she left my line of sight.

Standing there with my heart pounding, I had no idea what to use as an excuse to be in here. Except for the time they gave me permission to use their computer, my parents room was off limits. I remember getting punished more than once for sneaking in when I was a kid. I now knew why and had no good reason to be in here.

In the mirror, mom left my line of sight and I decided seeing the bedroom was out of their line of sight I would just run out. If I could get close to my room, I could pretend to just be coming out of it, if they came down the hall. I started for the door, when something dawned on me; the computer! I raced over to it and shaking the mouse to bring the screen up, quickly clicked out of the movie and hoping I wasn't taking too long, went into history and erased any proof it had just been watched.

Turning from the computer, I did a quick check in the mirror to make sure the coast was clear and prepared to leave when self preservation instincts, kicked in again; I'd left my coke next to the PC. I darted over and after grabbing it, had made it three steps before I stopped short at the sight of the cum soaked thong on top of the night stand. At this point I felt like I was in a bad sit com and half expected to hear canned laughter as I ran over and grabbing the wet and sticky lingerie, headed for the door one more time.

"You coming to bed, baby?" Mom asked.

To my dismay I could hear her footsteps coming down the hall.

"I need to make a quick call over to the site, I want to check with the guard and make sure the floodlights got fixed."

"Okay." Mom called out, her voice even closer. "But don't keep me waiting, laying in the sun gets me horny."

"Breathing gets you horny!" dad laughed.

"You complaining? You could be like the rest of your friends and have a wife who never puts out!"

"Yeah well...."

"Shhh!" Mom now sounded as if she were mere steps away from the room, "Derek might hear us."

"Pretty sure he knows his parents have sex." Dad called back.

Yes, Derek did. In fact he was just watching it. I was stepping back to drop the thong in the hamper and was going to try to get back in the chair. My only chance would be to tell mom something was wrong with my lap top again and I had to use her...my eyes widened when I noticed the door to their walk in closet was open a couple of inches. No, that was...

"I'll be right in okay?" I heard dad say.

I saw Mom looking over her shoulder in the mirror and feeling like a desperate little kid, I opened the closet door and slipped inside. The reason the door was always open a little was the doorknob had broken and dad hadn't replaced it yet. Pulling it towards me until it was only open enough to be able to slip a hand through, I crouched on the floor.

The closet was huge, going back at least six feet. There were three racks of clothes hanging in the front part, but the back was storage. I planned on slipping all the way into the back if I had to then,..

I frowned when it dawned on me what I had just done. It was after nine and my parents had just said they were going to bed. I would be stuck here all frigging night. Worse I could have to hope I could somehow get out in the morning and get into my room before one of them knocked. I was going to have to try to slip out in the middle of the night.

I eased back a little more and putting the can of soda and thong down behind me, started to turn to move my parents luggage so I could get all the way into the back. I stopped when I heard mom walk into the room. The thin light coming through the opening of the door was blocked for a moment as she walked past. When I could see again Mom was standing at the side of the bed, looking towards the corner where the desk was. Shit! Had the screen not gone to sleep and she saw it had been used?

Mom turned her head the other way and looked up into the corner of the room. I had no idea what she might be look at up there, but after a few seconds she focused her gaze to the front which faced the bureau and the mirror over it. She ran her hands through her hair, and lifting it turned her head to look at her neck, which I noticed was red as was the tops of her shoulders.

"So much for sun block," she muttered.

Reaching back, she untied her dress and my eyes widened when she shimmed out of it. She was wearing her black bikini underneath and despite my predicament and the fact I'd just cum, I felt my cock twitch. The closet was off to the side of the bed and at the angle I was looking I could see the entire length of it.

I was supposed to be moving away from the opening, but seeing her reach around to undo her top, I crept closer instead. Mom took the top off and tossing it over her head towards the hamper, cupped her perfect tits and started rubbing them.

"Free at last!" she giggled.

I licked my lips at the sight of her erect rose colored nipples. Although by this time I'd seen mom's tits dozens of times on the computer, seeing them not ten feet away from me was an entirely different thrill. The color mom had gotten today had deepened her tan lines, making her tits look even sexier.

Speaking of sexy, mom laid back on the bed and raising her legs, lifted her hips and slid the bikini off. I swallowed hard at the sight of her pink pussy staring at me as she worked the bikini up her long legs. Bending her left leg she rested her foot on the bed and crossed her right leg over it, the bikini dangling from her toes. Between her legs I could see the white skin around her pussy framed by the tanned of her soft upper thighs.

Mom yawned and stretching her arms over her head, arched her back. That move pushed her small perky tits up to an even better angle. She released a long satisfied purr that caused my cock to become fully hard. The way mom stretched was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. By now I'd probably had sex with a dozen or so girls. A few were girlfriends, a couple just quick fucks after parties, but not a one of them was anywhere near as sexy as mom. They may have had nice bodies and been pretty, but in front of me right now, was a woman.

Mom lay there playfully kicking her foot back and forth, swinging the bikini around. I stared at her tanned feet with their deep red toe nails and thought that even her damn feet looked good. I had the absurd thought of sucking on her toes and found it was getting me hot as hell. Mom reached down to where she had tossed her cell and picking it up placed it to her ear, a moment later she said, "Where the hell are you baby?"

I saw her roll her eyes, "Checking e-mails? Jack, get out of your in box and get in here so you can get in my box!" she paused, then laughed, "You didn't marry me for romance honey, you married me because I have a nice body and love to suck cock, now get in here before I start without you!"

Mom laughed, but then her eyes widened, "You checked already?" another pause; are you kidding?" the smile came back, bigger than ever, "Well all the more reason to get in here then!" Mom tossed the phone to the foot of the bed and placing her other foot on the bed, reached down and started running her long red tipped fingers through her pussy. I jumped at the sound of my father's footsteps coming down the hallway and as the bedroom door opened it dawned on me that if I stayed here I was going to get a live sex show!

As exciting as that was, I backed up a little in the closet, hoping dad wasn't going to come into it to hang anything up or get anything from it. Dad's shadow crossed the door and I heard him say, "Well, look at you, playing with yourself, you bad girl!"

I heard mom giggle and unable to help it, crawled as close to the opening as I dared. Dad was standing next to the bed, looking down at mom. Fortunately he was standing off to the side giving me a clear view of mom's pussy. Mom flipped her left leg up, sending the bikini up at dad, who caught it and immediately brought it to his face and made a show of sniffing it.

"Hmm, you do have the sweetest smelling pussy, Robin."

"This pussy?" Mom spread her lips wide with one hand and began sliding the tip of one finger around her clit.

"That one." Dad nodded. He pulled his black t-shirt off and tossed it to the side.

"Oh, you do look good, baby." Mom cooed as she began running her foot up and down his chest.

Dad took her ankle and lifting her foot, kissed her toes. Mom giggled again and my cock jumped when dad started licking her toes. Mom moaned and began stroking her pussy faster. Dad placed her foot on his shoulder and asked, "And what's my bad girl thinking about while she's playing with herself?"

"Hmm, what am I always thinking about when I'm being bad?"

"Oh, you're thinking about another man fucking you aren't you?"

"I am, hmmm" Mom sighed and my heart began to pound watching her slide a finger inside her pussy. "A nice young stud."

"You like them young?" dad asked getting down on his knees, and placing his large hand on her stomach.

"I do, a good young hard thick cock pounding my pussy"

Dad tapped mom's wrist and as soon as she removed her finger he slid two of his long thick fingers inside her. Mom moaned and shifted her hand up to begin to play with her nipples, God I was hard!

"Yeah, you want some good looking young stud to fuck the shit out of you?"

"Yes! To just give it to me," she laughed, "That is after I suck on that young cock and make him moan and cum in my mouth, give him a blow job his little girlfriends couldn't even dream of."

"And what about me?" dad asked, "Do I get to watch?"

"In the beginning," Mom sighed, while rolling her nipples between her finger tips and rocking her hips into dad's thrusting fingers, "But after a while you can join in."

"You slut!" dad laughed, "You want two cocks at once?"

"You know I do baby! I've always wanted that; one long thick one in my pussy and another in my mouth!"

"Just in your mouth?" Dad pressed as he put his thumb on her clit. Causing her hips to jerk, "Or maybe somewhere else?"

"Hmm,!" she moaned, "riding one and the other one fucking my ass!"

"You want to be double penetrated, you whore?"

"Yes sir!" Mom cried out as he began moving his fingers faster, "I want to suck and fuck and be taken and used by two big fucking dicks!"

Speaking of dicks, I was starting to rub my own through the shorts. Even in the videos, Mom had never talked so dirty. The look on her face was one of pure lust as she described two men taking her. Even in my own lust addled brain it struck me that all the DVDs they had were threesomes with a woman being tag teamed. Damn, I'd been right, my mother fantasized about being fucked by two men and apparently so did dad.

"Tell me about it." Dad said softly, as he continued to stroke mom's clit and finger her.

"One will be right where you are,"

"Which one?"

"The young stud." She purred, "He'll be between my legs holding my ankles and slamming me so hard his fucking balls will be hitting my ass."

Dad dropped his hand and unsnapping his jeans, unzipped them as mom continued.

"I'd be screaming, but you'll be kneeling next to me, leaning over and fucking my mouth." She stopped and emitted a long groan.

Dad had pushed his jeans down and had removed his cock, which was pretty damn big. In the beginning it was really weird seeing my father like that, but after awhile the fact he was hung added to the thrill of watching my mother suck and fuck him. He had begun to stroke it and I debated pulling my own cock, which although not quite as big had never gotten any complaints from the girls I'd been with.

"I'll be squealing around your cock." Mom continued, in between her moans, "Tasting your dripping cock while you pump my mouth, you'll be telling him to fuck me harder, telling him what a whore I am and how fucking much I love cock!"

Mom was now bucking her hips up and down on the bed, "You'll tell him to make me cum, won't you baby? You'll be calling the shots and you'd love your slut wife to cum for another man!" she released a long drawn out whimper that, regardless of where I was, had me pushing my shorts down and pulling my cock out. I figured at this point they were a little too caught up to be looking in the closet and if I did get caught sitting here while they were fucking I was dead meat anyway.

"Make me cum, Jack!" Mom cried out.

With an enthusiasm that caused my hand to move faster on my cock, dad leaned in and buried his face in my mother's pussy. By doing that, he blocked my view, but the look on my mother's face as he began licking her was almost as good.

"Yes!" she groaned, "Oh, he'd be finger fucking me and sucking my clit just like you are, oh...oh,.. he'll shove a finger in my ass and...." I saw dad's other hand slide between her legs and mom emitted a sharp high pitched squeal. "Fuck yeah! Right in my ass, getting it ready for the cocks that will be taking turns in it."

Goddamn my mother was acting like a pig and it was thrilling me to no end. Mom had placed her feet on dad's broad shoulders and was curling her red toes into them. Her back was arched and she was now pinching her small hard nipples. Her head was back and her face flushed. Even from a distance I could see her legs trembling as my father's tongue worked her clit and his fingers pounded her holes. Mom was still speaking, gasping out the words.

"Yes...he'd make me cum and it would make my pussy so much hotter and wetter and once I came, you'd switch and you'd start fucking me and he would put his....Oh baby!"

Mom screamed so loud it caused me to jump and with one hand on my cock I almost lost balance and fell over. I caught myself with my other hand, and leaning back, watched my mother cum like a porn star.

Mom was squealing and bucking her hips so hard I didn't know how my father could still keep licking. A moment later he didn't have a choice when Mom put her feet behind his head, pulled him into her pussy and clamped her thighs around him, pressing his face to her pussy. Mom threw her head back and released a squeal so loud I wondered if the people next door could hear her. Mom's squealing turned into a soft whimper and she let herself fall back onto the bed, her legs sliding from dad's shoulders.

"Wow, I came hard." She breathed, "Now where's that big cock I need?"

Dad stood up and I saw his cheeks were glistening from mom's juice. His long hard cock was at full attention and with no hesitation he grabbed mom's ankles, lifted her legs and slammed into her.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" Mom called out.

Dad was tearing into her; pounding away on her with his pants around his knees. Putting mom's ankles together, dad wrapped his arm around her knees and lifted her ass off the bed. My father had worked construction for over twenty years and even though he was now a contractor still did his fair share. He was in good shape and the muscles rippled in his arm as he held my mother's back end off the bed.

He had turned slightly and I was getting a full view of his cock thrusting in and out of my mother. Her pink lips were hugging his thick wet cock tightly and she was squealing every time he drove into her.

"Could your boy toy fuck you this hard?" He asked

"Not at first!" she moaned, "But he would once he got used to us. Then he'd fuck the shit out of me, he'd have to because you'd tell him too wouldn't you baby?"

"I would," Dad was breathing hard as he continued to fuck her. "Tell him to give it to you and tell you to take it, to be a good girl and make him happy."

"I'll make him happy sir!" Mom cried out, "And you too, I'll make you both so happy you'll both want to keep fucking me!"

"And sucking!" dad snapped and to my surprise, swung his hand down and gave the side of Mom's ass a slap.

"Ow!" she cried out, then moaned, "Sorry sir, of course I'll be sucking, I have to keep both cocks nice and hard!"

My cock was beyond hard. I'd never heard them talk like this. I knew they were kind of freaky, but would have never thought mom would want to be treated like that or that dad would want to. Even as I jerked my cock, I wondered if this was something they would do if they had a chance.

"Show me, how you'll suck it!" dad demanded.

He stepped back and mom sat up and grabbing his cock began sucking it like it was a competition.

"Oh, damn Robin!" he moaned, "Shit, you can suck cock!"

Mom's response was to take him down to his balls and shake her head. Dad responded with a whimper that was out of character for him and mom giggled around his cock. She started bobbing her head more slowly, sliding his shaft through her soft lips. She was moaning as she did as well as peering up at him with her wide blue eyes. Dad grabbed her hair and holding her head still, started fucking her mouth.

"Jesus." I whispered, and had to bite back a moan as I felt my cock ready to erupt for the second time in less than a half hour.

"Then you'd suck his, but like this!"

Dad pulled his cock from her mouth grabbed her by the shoulders, and with a wrench of his powerful arms, tossed her back further onto the bed.. Dad caught her by the hips and she yelped as he roughly flipped her over. Mom quickly got onto her hands and knees, pointing her ass in the air.

"Turn around." Dad said, with an evil smirk, "Face the closet, I want to get on the bed."

Mom did a quick turn so she was facing where I was hiding. I moved back a few inches, but stayed where I could still see. Mom was up on her hands and I could see her small tits dangling, erect nipples pointing down at the bed. Dad kicked his pants off and getting onto the bed kneeled behind her. He grabbed her hips and mom cried out when he slammed into her.

"Fuck that's deep baby!"

"You like it deep slut." He told her while fucking her hard and fast, "In your mouth too. That's right you'll be ion your hands and knees me fucking you like this and him fucking your mouth.

"I'll be like a pig on a spit!" Mom exclaimed as she rocked back and forth from Dad's hard thrusts.

"A pig alright." Dad laughed, "And speaking of being a pig, how about you tell me where you really want it right now?"

"I want it in my ass!" Mom moaned, "Shove that big cock in this little pigs ass, make me..."

Mom gasped, then released a squeal that was so high pitched I thought the mirror would shatter. Her blue eyes widened and her mouth opened as my father shoved his cock into her ass.

"Damn that's tight!" he moaned.

"Damn you're fucking big!" Mom squealed again then began yelping as dad started fucking her ass as hard as he had her pussy.

Dad was moaning and the muscles in his arms and chest were flexed as he drove relentlessly into my mother. The look on Mom's face was one of pure lust and she was no longer talking, but yelping and squealing. I bit my lip as my cock exploded, sending several long spurts of cum onto the closet floor. My eyes were still glued to Mom's red face as she started slamming her hips back into my father, driving him deeper.

"That's it you slut, take it in your ass while your sucking him. He'll cum first, he'll whip it out of your mouth and...."Dad's words turned into a groan and pulling his cock from my mother' ass, he squeezed it tight and stood up on the bed. Mom rolled over onto her back and leaning over her, dad let his cock go. He cried out as a long thick stream of cum erupted from his cock and landed directly into my mother's wide open mouth. The second and third spurts hit her in the face and the moan she released as the cum struck her kept me pumping my cock even though I had no more left to give.

Mom let her head fall back and hang off, the edge of the bed. I was now confronted with the sight of the cum dripping down her face, her tongue slipped out and licking away a few drops, and with a nasty smile she sighed, "Damn that was good! Should have taped that one!"

"We did remember?" Dad said as he hopped off the bed and grabbed a towel from the small chair next to the bureau.

Mom sat up and sitting next to her dad gently wiped his cum from her face with the towel. That reminded me of my own mess. I frowned at the puddle of white goo on the floor in front of me. Carefully zipping my shorts back up, I picked up the already soiled thong and wiped up my latest deposit that had been the result of my sick obsession with my parent's sex life.

On the bed, Dad had finished wiping off mom's face and after giving her a long kiss hugged her.

"Damn I love you!" he said, holding her.

"Even though I'm a pig?" she laughed.

"You're my pig so it's okay."

They lay back on the bed and after dad pulled the sheet up, mom curled into him, putting her head on his shoulder.

"Think you'll ever share your pig?"

Dad sighed, "We've talked about it, Robin, I would, but it would have to be the right guy and you want a young guy and who at that age would keep their damn mouth shut? You work for the Governor's office. Something like that ever got out; you'd lose your job."

"I know, but damn it would be so hot! You know you'd love it too."

"With the right guy, we joke about treating you like a pig, but the guy would have to care about you and only be playing along, how do you find that?"

Mom shrugged against him, and then smiled, "Hmm, a young guy who could fuck me, but be respectful? Sounds perfect, and, well, who knows, maybe we can find him."

Dad got a strange smile on his face, "I think maybe we can, baby. Now get some sleep."

"Why? Tomorrow's Saturday, we're both off."

"Exactly and something tells me it could be one hell of a day." He laughed and reaching over shut the lamp off.

The room plunged into darkness and as I sat there waiting to be sure they fell asleep I replayed that conversation. They hadn't done it, but wanted too. Part of that was a turn on, but another part of me was appalled at the idea of a stranger fucking my mother, even if my father was fine with it. But it seemed like they would want it to be someone they knew. Most likely that would never happen.

Sitting there I wondered what dad had meant about filming it. Maybe he had put the camera down out of my line of sight. I leaned against the wall, feeling my cock drip against my thigh. If I had any hope of overcoming my fantasies of my mother, tonight was not going to help, that was for sure.

I jerked my head up and realized I had dozed off. Putting my hand on the door, I carefully pushed it open a little more, hoping it wouldn't creak. When it was open about a foot I poked my head out. In the dim light coming through the partially raised blind from the neighbor's porch light I could make out mom and dad. Mom was on her side with dad behind her, his arm around her waist and his face nuzzled in her hair.

I found it odd to see how sweet they looked like that compared to the animals they were earlier. They were both breathing soundly and taking a deep breath, I stood up. Pushing the door open enough to squeeze out, I carefully closed it so it was open a couple of inches. On the bed, Dad rolled over on his back and I ducked so fast I almost whacked my forehead on the floor.

I stayed there, my heart pounding and when the light didn't come on and I wasn't getting screamed at, I lifted my head to see he had rolled over to his other side and had begun to snore. Once again feeling like I was in some stupid TV show, I crawled on my hands and knees across the floor. I felt my way along the wall until I found the doorknob and with excruciating slowness, turned it. I eased the door open and slipping into the hallway managed to close the door silently behind me.

When I entered my room, I slipped into bed and laying there let my body relax. Damn, that had been close. But as bad as it could have been, goddamn had I gotten a show! The only downside, I thought as I closed my eyes, was that the videos would seem less exciting now. After all what could be hotter than what I'd just seen?

*****

"Derek!"

I jumped at the sound of my father calling my name from the other side of my door. His voice was followed by a loud knock and sitting up, I rubbed my eyes. A glance over at the clock told me it was only eight. I didn't have to work today and had done all my chores, including mowing the lawn, why the hell was dad waking me up?

"Hey Derek, you awake?"

"Yeah Dad!" I called out, my voice hoarse with sleep.

My bedroom door opened and dad came into the room. He was wearing just a pair of black shorts and looked as if he may have just gotten up himself.

"Everything okay, dad?"

"I need you to help me with something in our bedroom."

It dawned on me he didn't answer the question, but he didn't look angry.

"Right now?" I asked, "This is the only day I get to sleep in, dad."

"Eight in the morning is sleeping in, in the real world, Derek." He rolled his eyes, "And yes right now, your mother needs something taken care of and you know her," he gave me a strange little smirk, "She doesn't like to wait."

"Okay." I pushed the covers off and swung my legs onto the floor. I was wearing just a pair of grey boxers and said, "Just give me a minute to get dressed."

"Hmm," dad paused, "Why don't you just throw some shorts on, then."

"Um, yeah I planned on it." I said, grabbing the pair I'd worn for a little while last night and slipping my legs into them.

As I stood and pulled them up, I noticed my father staring at me.

"What?"

"Nothing," he grinned, "Just thinking you're a chip off the old block kid, you're really starting to fill in."

"Oh, thanks." I laughed, "Maybe I'll beat you in arm wrestling sometime this decade."

"Let's not get crazy." He made a show of flexing his arms, "You got a ways to go."

"Yeah, but you're getting older." I joked.

"Trust me, I can keep up with you," he smirked, "Something tells me you may find that out pretty soon."

I narrowed my eyes at the odd comment, but let it go. Walking over to my chair I started to grab a t-shirt that was lying across the top of it when dad said, "Skip the shirt."

I gave him a look and with a laugh that sounded more than a little nervous, he added, "The air conditioner is broke, it's warm in there."

"We going to be working up a sweat in there?" I asked, wondering why he was acting so weird.

"As a matter of fact we might." Another nervous laugh and I almost asked what was going on, but instead, just shrugged.

"Okay, mom's not in there right?"

"What if she is, she's seen you without a shirt before." He turned and beckoning me to follow him said, "Come on, let's go."

I glanced at my shoes; debating putting them on, but their floor was carpeted and figured it didn't matter. I followed my father down the hallway and felt a twinge of discomfort as I recalled last night's nasty little show. Despite my jerking off twice last night I lay awake for quite some time replaying my father fucking my mother.

I now had to come to terms with the fact that watching both of them turned me on. Even though I had no interest in men the way my father not only fucked my mother, but how he talked to her was damn hot. I'd laid there imagining them with another man, watching him give it to my mother and my father telling her what to do to him.

But now it was daylight and I was heading into their room to help dad do something boring and now felt like the sicko I was. I imagined telling my father, "Hey dad, I really like how you fuck mom!" or, "Wow, mom really knows how to suck cock!"

Dad entered the bedroom and as I followed close behind, I could see Mom lying on the bed.

"Hey, mom," I began, "What do you..."

I trailed off when dad stepped off to the side giving me a clear view of the bed and my mother sprawled out on it. Mom was lying across the foot of the bed on her back, which was odd; but it was what she was wearing that had left me speechless. Mom was wearing a silky red top that had no middle. The sides were pulled together between her tits with a red ribbon, leaving the inner half of her tits plainly visible.

Because the top was gathered at her chest, the bottom halves were open, exposing her smooth tanned stomach. Too stunned to try not to stare, my eyes continued southward and were not disappointed. Mom was wearing what looked like a very skimpy, as well as extremely tight, pair of red shorts that were transparent lace on the sides, showing her upper thighs. I swallowed nervously when I noticed the crotch of the shorts was also lace, and thin enough that I could just make out the shadow of her...

"Morning honey." Mom gave me a huge smile, "You sleep well?"

"Um, yeah." I managed to get out.

"Me, too!" she gave a long sigh that I swore sounded close to a moan at the end. "Hmm, I love lounging around on a lazy Saturday morning."

Mom emphasized that remark by arching her back off the bed and stretching her arms over her head. The top opened up a little more, exposing not only the white skin beyond her tan, but the pink flesh around her nipple. Resisting my impulse to stare, I started to turn to my father, which was when mom said, "Damn mosquitoes."

She lifted her right leg straight in the air and started to scratch her knee. My eyes traveled the length of my mother's leg, ending at the soft tanned skin of her inner thigh. She drew her leg back further and the shorts tightened between her legs. I caught a glimpse of the lips of her pussy outlined by the lace.

"Derek!" Dad snapped.

I whipped around to face him so fast I damn near gave myself whiplash and stuttered, "W...what dad?"

"You still asleep?" he asked, "I called you twice."

"Um, no, I was just sort of..."

"Day dreaming?" He had that same slight smile on his face he had when he had come and got me.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrugged, hoping I didn't sound as nervous as I felt.

"I prefer to call them fantasies." Mom said from behind me. "But I guess it depends what you're thinking about," she giggled.

That giggle was the same naughty teasing one she always used during their videos as well as last night's little performance. I glanced to my right and could see mom in the mirror over the bureau. She was now lying on her side, propped up on one elbow. Her right tit had slid to the side and was all but falling out. She was staring at Dad with a weird smile on her face as well and as I looked at her lips I noticed she was wearing a deep red lipstick. Why would she have lipstick on lying in bed first thing in the morning?

"So, what were you thinking about, Derek?" Dad asked.

He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and staring intently at me. He was no longer smiling.

"I...I don't know." I forced a laugh, "Guess that's why its day dreaming."

"I see." He nodded, "So what do you day dream about these days, son? A new car, finishing school," he smirked, "Hot little coeds?"

"Well, yeah." I grinned, "Girls are good."

"Women are better." Mom spoke up.

"Women?"

"Yes, women." Mom said, "I know guys your age are always after girls your age, but you're missing out."

"Oh." I said simply, thinking that I had indeed been thinking of an older woman, you as a matter of fact.

"Hey, Derek, don't you think when your mother is speaking you should be nice enough to look at her?" Dad made turn around gesture with his finger.

"Sorry." I nodded, then bracing myself turned around to face the subject of my day dreams for the last couple of months.

Mom had moved and was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She was sitting far enough back that her feet didn't touch the floor and was kicking her legs playfully, back and forth.

"You know why older woman are better?" she asked.

"They, uh..." I paused wondering if I should really answer this, but then again, when one jerks off while watching their parents fuck, answering a question didn't seem all that inappropriate. "More experience, I guess?"

"Exactly." Mom nodded, smiling. "Women my age know what they want and how to get it. Young girls still don't know what they want and they're still a little nervous. Women like me," she tapped her chest between her breasts. "We don't care anymore. No inhibitions, just hot and nasty."

"Hot and...." Not only couldn't I finish the sentence, but I had to look down at my feet. Hearing her talk like this was bad enough, but staring at her amazing, and quite exposed body while she did was too much.

"And most women my age want guys like you." Mom pointed at me.

"They do?"

"Oh, yeah." She made a show of looking me up and down that didn't exactly seem motherly. "Just like you honey, young and good looking and..." the smile left her face and she added softly, "Built. A nice young stud that can fuck all night and do exactly as told."

"Mom!" I exclaimed.

"What's the matter?" she looked at me with her blue eyes wide.

"That's... a little too much." I said, while at the same time becoming aware of my cock beginning to stir.

"Why, you're nineteen, not nine, Derek." She rolled her eyes, "I thought you wanted to be treated like an adult?"

"Well, yeah, but..."

"And why won't you look at me?" she asked.

"Derek," dad said from behind me, "Didn't I just say it's rude to now look at someone when they're talking?"

"Yeah, but uh...."

"What's the matter honey," Mom asked as she leaned back onto the bed on her elbows. The top drifted open at the bottom showing off her stomach again. "You look nervous."

"I...sorry, mom, but um, you're just dressed kind of...."

"I'm just in my jammies." She laughed, "You don't like them?"

"I..." I could feel myself blushing and my heart was pounding. Despite my nervousness my cock was slowly swelling and I realized I needed to find a way to get out of this room. "They just show a lot." I finished.

"So?" she smiled, "I thought you liked looking at me?"

"What?"

"Derek, do me a favor." Dad said coming up next to me. "Sit down, right there."

He was pointing to the chair that was usually in front of mom's dresser, but was now in front of the closet.

"Okay." I nervously did as he asked and made myself look at mom who was sitting a few feet in front of me.

"So, you feeling okay?" Dad asked going over to stand next to mom.

"Yeah, why?"

"Well you look flushed," Mom answered, "You're starting to sweat and you were in bed awfully early last night."

"Just tired from work." I lied.

"I see." Dad nodded, "So, let me ask you, did you hear anything last night?"

Oh, shit! But out loud, replied, "No, I slept pretty well, why?"

"Because there was somebody in the house last night; in our room as a matter of fact." Dad said.

"What do you mean?"

"What did I just say?" he asked, as he rested his hand on mom's bare shoulder. "Someone was in our room, hiding in the closet."

"The closet?" I whispered.

"The closet, and I guess they liked what they saw."

Dad removed something from the pocket of his shorts and threw it at me. It landed in my lap and I felt a sharp stab of fear in my stomach when I saw it was the soiled purple thong. I'd left it on the floor of the closet!

"They must have been thirsty too, because there was an empty Coke can with it." Mom added.

"I..." I had no idea what to say. Should I try to lie?

"Pretty disturbing." Dad said, "But fortunately, I had just installed a couple of cameras in the corners of the ceiling there." He pointed to the corner over the bureau, then to the corner across from it. "They feed directly to a lap top I just bought and keep in my workshop downstairs. I checked it out and e-mailed what I found so we could play it here."

Walking over to the computer he brought up the screen and as I sat there, feeling as if I was now in a horror movie rather than a sit com, dad continued; "So let's see who was in here, shall we?"

"Dad, I..." I started to stand up

"Sit down." Mom said in a tone that told me I was beyond screwed.

With a feeling of nausea, I sank back down into the chair.

"Watch." Mom pointed at the computer.

I did as she said and released a groan when I saw the video. I was sitting in front of the very computer I was now watching; the thong wrapped around my cock and moaning as I came in it. The video also showed what I was watching as I did it. I could see the small image of my mother sucking my father off.

"Now that's not who I expected." Dad said, looking over at me.

"I...I'm s...."

"I didn't tell you to talk." Dad pointed at me, "You just sit there and watch."

"Y...yes sir." I answered, as I feverishly tried to come up with what I would say once this was over.

On the screen, I got up from the chair and walked over to their nightstand. I felt like crawling under the chair as I watched myself sniff, then suck on mom's vibrator.

"Can't imagine most sons know what their mother tastes like." Mom said, causing my face to become even hotter with embarrassment.

"Mom, I..." she put her hand up and I stopped.

On the screen I was now looking around nervously and after running around the room like a cartoon character, I slipped into the closet. A moment later, mom came in. Dad let it run long enough for her to take her clothes off and shut the computer off.

"Funny," he said as he walked back over to stand next to mom. "You didn't seem to have a hard time looking at your mother last night, did you?"

"I...I'm so sorry!" I blurted out.

"I'm sure you are, because you got caught." Dad shook his head, "Derek, after I saw this, I started looking through the download history. You've watched our movies all of them haven't you?"

"Yes sir." I whispered, putting my head down.

"Look at us!" dad snapped, "God knows, you don't usually have a problem doing that when were fucking, what's the problem now?"

I blinked back the tears that were beginning to well in my eyes and forced myself to face them.

"Easy, Jack, he's getting upset." Mom said.

"He's upset?" Dad laughed, "What about us?"

"Hmm, what about us?" Mom asked, giving him a strange look.

Dad returned the look, then with a sigh, asked, "You watched those videos a lot didn't you son?"

He was speaking in a softer tone and I simply nodded.

"So you've been watching our movies and obviously jerking off to them." He put his hands out, "I don't think I have to tell you, Derek, that it's pretty unnatural to jerk off to your mother."

"Yes sir."

"Then again, your mother is unnaturally hot."

"Oh, you're so smooth!" Mom giggled.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Derek, why were you watching those movies, and why did they turn you on so much?" Dad asked as he sat down next to mom, putting his hand on her knee.

"I...I know it's wrong and I'm sorry."

"We know it's wrong too." Dad told me, "But you're an adult Derek and we're giving you a chance to be one. Tell us why you watched the movies." He grunted, "Never mind the movies, you sat there and watched us go at it not ten feet away from you last night."

"Well," I shook my head, "I don't know what to say."

"Say the truth." Mom prodded.

"Look kid," Dad began, "You've been caught. You can't get out of it. But as far as what happens next? That's up to you. Keep dodging and lying like a little kid, things aren't going to go so well, but" he gave put his hand out towards me, "Man up and tell the truth and who knows, maybe things won't be so bad."

"Might even turn out pretty good." Mom murmured.

She was staring at me when she said it, but not at my face. He eyes were cast downward and following her gaze I swore she was looking at my crotch. No, that was nuts, my mind was spinning and I was confused.

"So go ahead." Dad continued, "Last chance to just own up to what we already know."

I sat there quietly for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. I saw dad's hand was moving, sliding up and down mom's thigh. Mom was looking at him and I noticed her breasts were rising and falling as she seemed to be breathing heavy. Her hand was on Dad's thigh and my eyes widened when I saw it creep towards his crotch, which...was bulging. My parents were aroused, both of them. I blinked and let my eyes wander back across the scene, trying to decide if I was really seeing this.

"Well?" dad had an expectant look on his face and now becoming more curious then scared, I took the plunge.

"They turned me on." I said softly. "I found the first one by accident and after I watched it, I couldn't get it out of my mind."

"Why?" Mom asked.

"Because, um,..." Looking her in the eyes I went even further out on my narrow limb. "Mom you just looked so hot!"

"Hot?" she raised her eyebrows, but I noticed a smile playing across her red lips.

"You're beautiful and sexy and I always kind of looked a little, but after watching you...I....I couldn't stop thinking about you!"

"So when you jerked off, was it just to her with me," dad asked, "Or were you thinking about her with you?"

"I...don't want to say." I looked away.

"Why not?" Dad pushed, "You just admitted you liked watching your mother fuck. Hate to tell you kid, but any woman I ever spanked it to I wanted."

I looked back at mom, who whispered, "Tell me. Tell your mother you want her."

Tell her....? I stopped and started again, Mom was breathing so heavy her lips were parted and her hand had now made itself onto dad's cock through his shorts. Holy shit! Were they...."

"I thought about you fucking me." I admitted.

"Just fucking, or sucking too?" Dad asked, "You think of your mother on her knees blowing you? Think about her riding you? Letting you fuck her on her knees?"

"Dad...I...."

"Answer me."

Dad was beginning to sound like mom and I saw he was starting to sweat. His hand had made its way to the top of mom's thigh and she had opened her legs. My eyes were drawn to the red lace and I couldn't help, but envision the beautiful smooth pussy behind it. My cock was rising and I wondered if this were all a screwed up dream. Dad was still waiting for an answer and seeing I couldn't make things worse, I nodded.

"Everything. I...I've thought about mom doing every dirty thing she does with you, with me."

"Good answer," Dad said softly, "We appreciate the honesty."

"Appreciate?" I repeated.

"Now, let's see if you can keep it up." He tapped his chest. "Does it turn you on to watch me with your mother; do you like to watch us fuck?"

"Yeah, kind of." I shrugged, "I mean, I'm not into you, I mean..." I frowned.

"I know what you mean; you like watching mom get it nice and hard don't you?"

"Yes."

"Say it." Dad demanded.

"I...I like to watch you fuck mom."

"One more question Derek." Mom began, "You watched last night, that means you heard us. Did you hear what we were talking about?"

"You were...." I paused as mom was now stroking dad's obviously hard cock through his shorts and he was now caressing her pussy over the lace thong. "You were talking about how you'd like to have another guy um, you know..."

Mom smiled, "Go ahead and finish. Another man?"

"Fuck you, you...you want two men to fuck you"

"I do." She nodded, "You looked through our dvd's you saw what they all were. "But it's not just my fantasy, now is it Jack?"

"No." Dad looked down and watched mom's hand rub his cock. "I want it too, but you heard us, can't be just anyone."

"No," Mom breathed as dad's hand moved faster, "He has to be young and good looking which we can find, but he has to be able to respect me and most importantly not tell anyone." She sighed, "If only I knew a good looking young man who would want to be bad with us and we could trust."

"And who would appreciate you." Dad added, , "So Derek, you know anyone like that?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, my eyes still fixed on dad rubbing mom's pussy.

"Derek when we first thought you were watching our movies we were pretty upset, but then we started thinking."

Dad stopped and was staring in his lap, I followed his gaze to see mom had unsnapped his shorts and too my surprise, pulled his cock out. She wrapped her slender fingers around it and started slowly pumping it.

"But then," Mom took over as dad moaned. "We both had to admit it excited us. We started filming more and making sure you had time to watch them. We started talking more and more about it and...and we started talking about while we were fucking. Your dad telling me what I would do to you and," she licked her red lips "What both of you would do to me."

"Wait a minute." I pointed at myself, "You mean you want me too..."

"We want you to?" Dad asked, "You want to and you know it. And as sick as that is I guess we're sick to because we're going to let you."

"Let me?" I couldn't have heard that right.

"Yes," dad nodded his eyes no longer on me, but following mom's hand as it travelled up his now slick cock. "You're going to fuck your mother. The three of us are going to fuck."

"Are you nuts?" I blurted out; It sounded hot, but was this a joke?

"Take your shorts off Derek," dad said, "Show your mother how hard you are for her." I stared at him and he pointed at me. "Derek you're about to have the best sex of your life and we're about to make a twenty year fantasy come true. Now take your fucking shorts off, before we decide to change our minds."

"Yes sir" I said and moving quickly so I wouldn't think about it, I lifted my hips and showed my shorts and boxers down. My cock sprang free and mom cooed,

'Oh, look at that, you do take after your dad." She licked her lips again and asked, "Baby, are you hard for your mother?"

"Yes." I whispered.

"Do you want to see your mom's tits?" dad asked as he grabbed the string between her breasts. "In person?"

"Yes, please."

"I like that." Dad answered, "That's how its going to be Derek. I can treat your mother like the slut she wants to be, but you best be respectful, got it?"

Before I could answer he pulled the string. The top opened up and I was confronted with my mother's small, perfectly shaped tits not more than five feet away from me.

"Whatever you want." I said, staring at her swollen nipples, "I'll do whatever you want."

"Oh, what a good boy you are." Mom said, "You going to be good to me?"

"He'll be however I tell him to be." Dad said, with a grin, then asked, "How do her tits look?"

"Amazing." I wasn't lying.

"Hey, Robin your son likes your tits, why don't you show them to him?"

"Yes sir," she nodded and releasing his cock, cupped her tits in her hands.

She started rubbing her nipples with her thumbs and I noticed her hips beginning to rock against dad's hand. "You like these, baby?"

"Oh, yes."

"Stroke your cock for me." Mom said her blue eyes as wide as mine felt. "Jerk off while I play with my tits."

I grabbed my cock and started stroking it slowly. Although it was my own hand, I still moaned as my throbbing cock was already seeking a release.

"That look good Robin? You like watching your son stroke his dick?"

"I do, it's a nice one."

"Slut." Dad laughed, "What about my cock?"

"I love your cock." She turned slightly and still playing with her nipples, leaned over. Putting her head in dad's lap, she kissed the tip of his cock then ran her tongue around the head. She pulled her tongue back, taking a trail of his sticky pre cum with it.

'Oh, my God." I breathed.

"You like that?" dad gave me an evil grin, "You want to watch mommy suck my cock?"

"Yes sir."

"Go ahead, Robin, show your son what you do best."

Dad stood up and grabbing his cock, Mom opened her mouth wide and, her eyes looking into mine, slowly took his cock between her full red lips. My cock jumped in my hand as mom slid her mouth over his cock until she had him about halfway down, then started slowly bobbing her head.

"That's a good girl." Dad sighed, as he moved her long hair from her face so I could watch the show.

Mom was still watching me as she began using her hand, jerking my father off as she blew him. Dad put his hand on the back of her head and began guiding her head up and down. She was moaning as she sucked and her hips were now grinding into the bed. Dad reached down and started playing with her nipples and her eyes rolled back as she continued to work his cock.

"You like that Derek? You think she looks good with my dick in her mouth?"

"Damn good." I said.

Afraid I would cum I was barely moving my hand and my balls were beginning to ache, I was so hard.

"Bet you'd like to see her suck yours wouldn't you?"

"Please?" I asked, amazed even as I said it.

"I think we can arrange that." He paused and moaned as Mom plac3ed her other hand around his balls and started playing with them. "But I think you should be good to her first, no?"

"Anything you want."

"Stop." Dad whispered and mom removed his cock from her mouth with a loud slurping sound. "Robin, why don't you be a good girl and show your son your pussy?"

"I'd love to." Mom lifted her hips and pushing her shorts down, then lay back.

Lifting her legs straight up, she worked the shorts up over her knees before kicking them away from her. Her smooth pink pussy stared at me from between her thighs and with exaggerated slowness, mom let her legs spread open. Dad grabbed her ankle and reaching down started stroking her clit with his fingers.

"Oh, that feels good!" She moaned, her hips thrusting into his fingers. Mom reached out and grabbing dad's cock gave it a squeeze, "That does too!"

"Derek, come here." Dad beckoned to me.

I got up from the chair, careful to step out of my shorts before I tripped over them. I slowly walked over to my parents, very conscious of the fact I was but ass naked in front of my mother and with a raging hard on to boot.

"Stop right there on her left." Dad said softly, trying to speak as mom had leaned over and was once again sucking his cock.

I did as he asked, stopping next to my mother who was now sitting up, sucking my father's dick, not two feet from me. Dad tapped mom's shoulder and whispered, "What about him, honey?"

Mom lifted her head from his cock and I jumped when she grabbed my cock.

"Oh, that is so hard!" she smiled up at me.

My answer was lost in a pathetic sounding moan as my mother began to slowly pump my cock. I looked down, watching her red tipped fingers wrapped around my throbbing cock.

"Look at you stroking two hard cocks." Dad said, "You like that don't you?"

"Oh, I do!" Mom purred as she pumped both of us. "I'd like it more if someone would play with me!"

"You heard your mother." Dad pointed at me, "Let's play with her tits."

Dad cupped her tit and began to rub her nipple between his strong fingers. Mom looked up at me, her blue eyes wide and her lips pushed out in a pout. "You don't want to touch me, baby?"

I hesitated, but only for a moment. As my mother was still pumping my cock with a teasing slowness, I reached down and placed my hand over her tit. It was soft and firm and I could feel her nipple pressing into my palm.

"Go ahead, baby, don't be shy." Mom whispered, "Play with it."

I gave her tit a hard squeeze, then sliding my hand down, cupped it as my father was doing and began rubbing my thumb across her hard, rose colored nipple.

"Oh, I like that." Mom moaned.

A surreal feeling came over me as I stood there, fondling my mother's tit while watching my father do the same. Was this really happening? I stared transfixed at my mother, my naked mother sitting on the bed jerking me and my father off. Speaking of dad, he was staring down at mom with a big smile on his face. Speaking of dad, it was a little awkward being this close to him naked, but seeing his cock in my mother's hand was as big of a turn on as it had been in the videos.

But this was no video! If I needed any more proof of that it was when dad said, "Robin lay on the bed, I think it's time me and your son made you cum."

"Oh. I like the sound of that!" Mom giggled and the sound sent a thrill through my cock.

Mom let go of our cocks and lay back on the bed, with her legs hanging off the end. My father got onto the bed on his knees next to her and following his lead, I did the same.

"Suck on her tits." He told me, "I'll just watch."

Still nervous, but unable to resist the chance to suck on my mother's perfect tits, I leaned over and eagerly took her nipple into my mouth.

"MMM," Mom purred as her hand ran through my hair, "Oh, honey, I like that."

I swirled my tongue around her nipple as I reached across and began fondling the other. Mom was breathing hard and her fingers clenched in my hair as I began rolling her nipple between my fingers while tonguing the other.

"That looks damn good." Dad said, "You like him sucking on them?"

"Oh, yes!" Mom moaned, making me suck harder. "It feels so good!"

"How do you think he'll do sucking your pussy?"

Sucking her? Holy shit! I eased back and made a show of tonguing her nipple, slowly tracing my tongue around it and hoping mom or dad would tell me to tongue something else.

"I want both my tits sucked." Mom declared.

"Sluts always do." Dad laughed

He leaned over and as soon as I moved my hand, he replaced it with his mouth. Mom moaned and I saw her place her hand on his head the same as mine. "God this feels good!"

I watched as my father started licking mom's nipple less than a foot away from me and decided to focus my gaze down the bed. Mom's legs were open and her hips were thrusting up and down. I could see the top of her pussy and putting my hand on her soft stomach started sliding it down towards her forbidden slit.

"Oh, look at you!" Dad said around her nipple, "You know what you want!"

"And I want him to have it." Mom added, "Go on, baby, play with my pussy."

I was past all hesitation at this point. My hand trembling in anticipation, I worked it down her stomach, over the swelling of her pubic mound and down into her pussy.

"Damn!" I exclaimed, as my fingers slid through the soft wet lips of her pussy. "You're wet!"

They both laughed and I felt like an idiot, but that didn't stop me from working my fingers up and down the length of her sopping flesh.

"Sluts always are." Dad said, "Sluts that let two guys play with them."

"Only one's playing now." Mom pointed out, "I think you should too."

"In a minute, put your fingers inside." Dad told me.

Sliding my fingers down, I slid two of them inside her. Mom moaned and I did as well at how damn hot and wet her pussy was. Without being told I began working them in and out and Mom quickly began moving her hips back and forth, pushing my fingers deeper inside. Dad slid his hand down and pushing mine slightly to the side, he put his finger tips on her clit and started rubbing in slow circles.

"Oh, fuck!" Mom cried, "Suck my tits!"

Moving as one dad and I both returned our mouths to her nipples and mom cried out again. Her fingers were now pulling my hair, but I didn't mind. Her nipple was hard in my mouth and her pussy tight and wet around my fingers.

"This is even better than we talked about!" Mom groaned as she arched her back off the bed, shoving her small tit deeper into my mouth.

I gasped when I felt her reach down between my legs and grab my cock. A glance across her body showed she had grabbed dads as well and was once again stroking us as we worked her body with our hands and mouths. Mom was moaning continuously and I felt her pussy contract around my fingers.

"Harder!" she groaned, "Fuck me with your fingers!"

I started going harder and was rewarded by mom sliding her hand under my cock and playing with my balls. I moaned around her nipple and stared as dad was also moving his fingers faster, rubbing her clit up and down instead of in circles.

"Yes!" Mom cried, "Oh, please don't stop! I want to cum for both of you!"

"Jam your fingers in there!" Dad said from around her tit, "She's not one of your little girlfriends, she loves it rough!"

I did as he said; pulling my fingers out and thrusting them back in as hard as I could. I was pushing them in so deep I could feel my knuckles hitting the cheeks of her ass and Mom cried out her approval and began pumping her hips faster. Her hand was moving faster as well and I was breathing hard as she pumped my throbbing cock.

"A little more," Mom whimpered, "I'm right there, I....oh!"

Mom let out a long loud wail and her hips began bucking wildly. Her fingernails dug into my scalp and her legs clamped together, pinning my wrist awkwardly between her thighs. Not that I minded; hearing my mother crying out in pleasure and feeling her incredible pussy contract around my fingers more than made up for it.

Mom continued to squeal, her body writhing between her husband and son as she came long and hard. Her hand had stopped moving on my cock and I was grateful for the reprieve, not wanting to shoot off in her hand like, well, like the young inexperienced-to her anyway-boy I was. Mom's movements slowed and after releasing a long low moan, she let her body relax, and opened her legs.

Dad moved his fingers from her clit and leaning over gave mom a long deep kiss. Mom sighed as they kissed and sliding my fingers from her pussy, I quickly sucked them into my mouth. My eyes rolled back at the sweet taste of my mother's sticky juices and when I glanced down, my father was looking at me as he kissed mom. He gave me a wink and now fully enjoying what was either one hell of a wet dream, or an encounter worthy of Penthouse Letters, I winked back.

Mom pulled on my hair, tugging me towards her and as I leaned over, she broke the kiss with my father and turned to face me. Her face was flushed and she was beginning to sweat, causing her hair to stick to her red cheeks. She was still breathing hard and her full lips were parted. As her blue eyes found mine, it struck me how desirable my mother really was.

"Give me a kiss, baby." She whispered.

She guided my head down and closing her eyes, parted those perfect lips even more. My eyes closed as our lips met and I felt a thrill go through me at the feeling of giving my mother a real kiss. Mom made a soft cooing sound in her throat as our lips slid across each other and I heard a low moan coming from my own throat as she kissed me more forcefully. The moan grew louder when her hand began slowly pumping me again.

I placed my hand over her breast and began fondling it as we kissed and was rewarded by her moaning and pushing her tongue into my mouth. I eagerly accepted it and as her soft wet tongue caressed mine, my hips began to rock, sliding my cock through her now slick hand. I started moaning louder in my throat and dad said, "I think you better take the edge off, if you want a good long fucking from him"

A good long... This was getting crazier by the minute but by now all I was hoping was not to wake up. Better than that for it to be real. As my mother removed her lips from mine, I started to imagine what this meant. Would it only be once, would they let me again?

"Sit on the edge of the bed, baby." Mom told me.

Sitting up, I slid to the edge of the bed and saw dad do the same a couple of feet away from me. Both our cocks were standing at attention and I saw he was breathing as hard as mom had been. Mom rolled over and I caught a glimpse of her amazing ass as she got off the bed and walked around to face us.