This was probably a year after my mom and I began our “adventures.”
That would make me 16 years old, and my parents would be pushing forty at a handsome 36 & 38 (mom and dad respectively).
I was one year older, and sad to say, a good deal plumper. My round belly now hung over a little, my wide hips were now topped with well-defined rolls of fat. I had deep creases at my armpits because of my wide upper arms and a network of stretch marks had appeared around my waist. Also unfortunate, was that my chest had NOT expanded at the same pace as the rest of me. I was definitely ‘pear-shaped’ and a bit self-conscious of the whole thing.
It was the middle of August, I remember, and just on the hot side of comfortable. You could sit in the house with the windows open and the ceiling fans running without the air conditioning, but any exertion would whip up a sweat in a hurry.
Mom and dad had left around 9 that evening to go out with some old friends who were passing through town. They told me not to wait up and they might not be back that night. This was fairly normal, my parents would probably spend one night away from the house each month. I thought it was great, they were clearly still in love with each other and they still craved time alone together.
I stayed up fairly late, it was about 1a.m. and I was headed to bed after watching an old 80’s sci-fi movie (this night is now forever connected to that movie in my mind). I was upstairs in my bedroom, I had just undressed and put on a very light knee-length nightshirt when I heard my parents outside through the open window. Peeking through the sheer curtains, I could see them paying a taxi before meandering to the door. I was glad they were smart and took a cab, but surprised that they were that drunk. They made quite the funny sight as my barely-five-foot mom tried to steady my over-six-foot dad.
About my dad: he was six foot, three inches tall, very skinny looking, but when he had his shirt off (which was often) you could see he was muscular, but his long frame hid it well. He, like my mom, was well tanned from shirtless yard work and long hours at the beach. He was mildly hairy, with a small patch in the center of his chest, a little around his nipples and a ‘happy-trail’ running down from his belly button. His thinning hair was in a distinguished widow’s-peak and he kept a wide, well-groomed mustache (now-a-days you’d call it a “porn-‘stache). As I said before, he was often shirtless and his happy trail led to, what I learned, was a respectable bulge in his shorts. All this attractiveness was offset by large, thick nerd-glasses! He was seriously blind without his glasses!
I followed my parents slow progress through the house with my ears, I knew they’d be embarrassed by how drunk they were and I respected them enough not to confront them in their currents state, I listened at my bedroom door and smiled to myself at their bumbling antics. Once they made it to their bedroom I lay down in bed to go to sleep.
I was just about to nod off when I was gently shaken awake. I looked up and saw my mom leaning over me. Her make-up was a bit smeared and her hair was falling out of her ‘up-do’ and the rest of her was about to fall out of her oh-so-cute-and-sexy black sequined cocktail-dress! Even now, with her breath reeking of alcohol as she swayed side to side in my room, my short, plump, little mother was hot as hell!
Just as I was wondering if she was going to tell me what she had woke me for, she unsteadily stood up and said, “Please come help me with your father.” and turned away to walk back to her room. Tossing my covers aside, I hopped up to help HER down the hall, she wasn’t doing so well! As I came along side of her, she threw her arm around me to stay upright. We slowly walked down the hall, but as we did, she slowly lost her grip and slid down until her left arm was around my generous rump, her face was pressed tightly against my right boob and her right hand was grasping my left boob!
As tried to hold her up, my arm around her waist caused her little dress to ride up until her whole ass was exposed and I could see she had worn a lacey little thong panty under her dress (VERY distracting given the whole situation)!
When we turned the corner into their bedroom, quite the sight awaited me!
A trail of clothes led to my dad, laying buck-naked on the bed!
I froze.
After a few seconds, my mom, now noticing my shocked state, assured me he was passed out drunk. Now, of course, was my mom’s cue to surprise me once again…
She let go of my tit and ass, stood up straight and walked over to the bed where dad lay naked without so much as a tipsy sway. In fact, the only swaying going on was her tiny, sexy ass; the black string of her thong accentuating the sway of her hips!
My heart was thumping in my chest under the heady influence of it all, I was both dreading and excited as to what hijinks my mom had in mind. Pressing a finger to her lips, indicating I shouldn’t speak, she motioned me over. As I came over to stand beside her she slid her arm around my fat waist, her left hand coming to rest on my left hip. She nodded her head towards dad, and in the gentle light from the lamp on the nightstand I could clearly make out his monumental erection.
From neatly trimmed, short pubes, dad’s shaved cock and balls stood out in stark contrast. His balls were relaxed and hung between his thighs while his cock arched away, the head almost reaching his belly button and not quite resting on his belly. My eyes wandered back and forth from my mom’s cleavage spilling over the top of her dress, to my dad’s hard cock and back again.
Mom turned towards me and started to pull her dress off over her head. After I helped her out I stood back a second to admire her sheer and lacey bra and panties. She then reached down and pulled my nightshirt up and off. She slowly looked me up and down as I stood before her completely bare. Her lips parted and she reached for me, everything moving in slow motion as I watched her hands approach my chest. At the last moment her hands moved aside and went around me, avoiding my aching tits and instead she clasped herself to me in a strong hug. I could tell she was savoring the sensation, so I purposed to do the same.
I could feel her hands clinging to my back, her arms resting between the rolls of fat on my sides, her face was pressed sideways against my chest, my tits were smashed against her shoulders, I could feel her firm, round tits pressed against my soft belly, her hard nipples easily felt through her sheer bra. She slowly relaxed in my arms, her hands rubbed up and down my back, she took a moment to explore my wide ass with her fingertips and as she drew away from me, her fingers came around my sides and brushed the underside of my boobs, the sensation was electric!
The spell momentarily broken, my attention was back on my dad’s hard cock. While not particularly attracted to men, I could appreciate a well-made tool. The shaft was of even thickness from base to head and veined without appearing gross. He was circumcised and the head had the classic mushroom shape and was wider than the shaft. It was a good looking penis!
Dad was lying on his back near the edge of the bed which made my mom’s next move easier. Leaving her right foot on the ground, she swung her left foot over and placed it next to his hip. Glancing over her shoulder to me, mom nodded behind her, indicating that I should look under her to witness what she was doing.
Mom reached down and grasped dad’s cock and began to rub the tip of it up and down her slit, her juices running down over the head making it glisten. I looked at dad’s face and he hadn’t even twitched! Dad was REALLY passed out!
I went back to watching the show mom was putting on for me. She was really enjoying rubbing his head on her clit and lips, but after a bit, I gasped as she lowered her tight little pussy onto his cock. Mom slowly rose up and down, riding the full length of his cock, I would have guessed him to be around seven inches long, and mom’s small frame and tiny pussy made him look gigantic!
I moved to watch mom’s pussy work from the front, after a minute, she reached down and began to play with her fat clit. I reached between my legs to do the same. My wet, sloppy pussy was running like a river, the juices flowing down my thighs to make wet spots on their carpet.
With me watching, it didn’t take long for mom to cum! She began to convulse while riding his cock and her stifled cries turned to grunts as I witnessed her juices gushing around dad’s cock in great pulses.
However, mom’s show was far from over. Without hesitation, she stood up, slipping dad’s cock out of her pussy with a distinct ‘pop’ and kneeled beside the bed beside me. She then picked up his dripping cock and stunned me again as she slowly slid her lips around the head and down his shaft!
I would have guessed she would only have been able to fit half the length in her mouth, but she kept going, all the way to the bottom, her face and hair sliding through the puddle of her own juices she had sprayed him with!
When she reached the end of his cock with her lips, she began to move her head up and down and inch or so, slowly at first, but faster and faster, literally fucking her own throat with his still hard cock.
After a bit she slipped back so just the head was in her mouth, and using her left hand, reached between her legs to get a handful of her own juices to begin stroking his cock. She bobbed her mouth up and down on his head while stoking his shaft, faster and faster.
I was completely absorbed in the scene, I didn’t even realize that I had straddled my mom’s kneeling thigh and had been humping her leg! I was sliding my soaking pussy up and down on the top of her thigh near her knee, what made me realize what I was doing was that my amazing mom, while sucking my dad’s cock inches from my own face, had lifter her thigh a bit to help me rub my clit harder!
Before I knew what was happening, several things happened in quick succession:
My mom’s efforts were rewarded as my dad, with only a sleepy moan to indicate any effect, began to fill my mom’s mouth with cum, I could see the white creamy liquid begin to escape around her lips…
My own effort were coming to a head as I began to clench my thighs around my mother’s…
My mom closed her lips on a mouthful of dad’s cum and grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me backwards onto my back, I could see dad’s cock still twitching, throwing ropes up thick white cum onto his belly as I fell backwards…
My mom’s thigh returned to its place on my pussy and ground against me HARD, instantly jump-starting my orgasm…
Just as I felt her slippery mouth on mine, her tongue thrust between my lips, opening my mouth wide…
As my pussy poured forth its flood of juices, my mom’s mouth poured my father’s cum into mine…
Her mouth clamped against mine, my body convulsing in the throes of ecstasy, my mind reeling with our first kiss of lust and passion and the deeply intense thrill of the forbidden as I was forced by my mom to swallow my father’s cum!
I lay there, kissing my mom, grasping her head between my hands, probing her mouth with my tongue, licking and kissing her face, sucking all the juices, cleaning her as carefully as a kitten. Her thigh remained clenched between mine, my juices had added to the previous wet spot and had created quite the puddle beneath us. Our passionate kiss slowed to a stop as we relaxed in one another’s arms, she gazed into my eyes and slowly sat up, I followed suit and we sat there, kneeling across from each other. Both of our pussy’s dripping, covered in sweat, our faces cleaned by our mutual tongue bath, our mouths still filled with the oddly pungent and satisfying flavor of my father’s cum.
I glanced around at the scene, my mom following my gaze, the clothing strewn about, the puddle on the bed and the floor, my dad’s soft dick lying in its own puddle up cum, which was just now running off his belly onto the bed, the red marks on her thigh, the red marks on my chest and belly somehow caused by the rough lace pattern of her bra… and we quietly began to giggle in the incredible afterglow of the experience.
She leaned forward and whispered in my ear that she would clean up and make the necessary excuses in the morning, but that she seriously needed to pass out now. So I climbed to my feet, and helped her up and around to her side of the bed.
I could swear she was asleep before her head had even hit her pillow.
I gathered my nightshirt, closed their door and headed down the hall to my room, my brain reviewing the affair over and over, committing every nuance to memory even as I was entering my room…
…a lone thought strayed into my head…
My head was swimming with the images, smells and feels of the last half hour. As my heartbeat slowed and the practical realities of after-sex cleanup began to make me think of showering, I couldn’t shake one little thought rattling around in my hormone flooded brain: dad was passed out drunk and slept through my mom riding him and even a climax, and now my mom was also passed out…
I wanted to go back and give this thought a little test… let’s see, I left my mom passed out in a bra and thong next to dad on their bed. I could go and take her bra off, if she wakes up, then I was just looking after her. Wearing a sexy bra out for the evening is fine, but sleeping in the same bra would be miserable in the morning! Now that I had my excuse, I was just delirious enough to go try it out.
I opened the door to their bedroom and surveyed the scene. Their bed was across the room in front of me, illuminated by the light of one lamp on the nightstand was dad, on the right, just as we had left him, and mom was on the left, again, just as I had left her: flat on her back, legs shoulder width apart, left hand on her belly, right hand behind her head. I called out to them and received no response.
Moving into the room, I went over to dad first and gently shook his shoulder, only afterwards suddenly remembering that we were both naked! Luckily he did not stir and we didn’t have to come up with a way to explain why we were naked or why there was a large pool of semen drying on his belly!
I went around to my mom’s side of the bed and took a moment to admire her dark nipples and hairless pussy showing through her sheer, lacey, bra and panties. After a moment I shook her shoulder; no response. I reached out and touched her right nipple, also no response. I rubbed it a bit until it stood up hard and pinched it a little, still my mom slept.
Thus encouraged, I reached under her back and unhooked her bra, I brought the left strap down off her arm easy enough, but her right was still behind her head, so I set the bra aside still looped on her arm. Removing her bra had almost no effect on her firm, round tits. They settled to the sides a bit, but still stood up perky and proud! Slipping her tiny thong panties off was a piece of cake, and I just stood and stared at her for a minute.
I hated her no touching rule. It was still VERY fun and exciting when we messed around, I always got off on it and our relationship was so close and special. I thought I understood the reasons and why it was different; watching one another, showing off but not touching. Some invisible line she refused to cross, it was also VERY frustrating.
But tonight, the show she put on, her allowing me to rub my pussy on her thigh, and finally, that intoxicating kiss… a line had been crossed. I didn’t know if she would remember anything in the morning, though I was hoping she would, I decided then and there to take advantage of the situation. I might never get the opportunity again, especially if she remembered and was plagued by guilt.
Climbing onto the bed, I straddled my mom’s legs. My big belly rested on her firm round belly. I could feel my pussy resting on hers. I reached forward and began to fondle her perfect round tits. I kept expecting her to stir, or wake up under my shaking hands, but she remained blissfully unconscious.
We must have been a sight: a tiny, plump, tanned, middle-aged woman lying naked under a large, pale, fat teenager!
As I leaned forward to lean down and finally put my lips on my mom’s hard nipples, I could feel my huge belly spreading over hers like a melting marshmallow. My soft flesh enveloping her firm, plump body.
I placed my mouth directly onto her nipple, I opened wide, trying to fit as much of her tit into my mouth as possible, I began to suck and lick and rub her hard nipple on my face! I was so into it, my hips began to rock back and forth, the mound of my pussy sliding over hers as my juices began to flow.
My mom finally let out a quiet, slow moan, freezing me in my place instantly! Gazing at her face, I could see the hint of a smile on her lips, but aside from that, she appeared unresponsive. I started to get nervous, but something came over me, and I said “Fuck that!” and decided I was going to get whatever I wanted tonight, and if she woke up in the middle of it, then we’d deal with it.
I immediately stood up beside the bed and began to move my mother into the position I dreamed about: I placed her butt right on the edge of the bed, her feet on the floor, I playfully put her hands on her own tits, but I was more concerned with the “pot of gold” between her legs!
I knelt down on the floor between her legs, I placed both my hands behind her knees and lifted her legs up and apart, pushing her legs back towards her body, her pussy and ass was now spread wide open before me!
I gazed at the wondrous sight before me; her small puffy pussy lips parted enough for me to see her tight little pussy-hole, a drop of juice ran out of her pussy and down over her smooth, puckered asshole. On an impulse, I leaned forward and licked the drop off her asshole, running my tongue up over the entrance to her pussy and lingering on her fat clit hiding in its hood. I licked her up and down, from clit to asshole, over and over, I began rubbing my face side to side, smearing my saliva and her pussy juices all over my face!
I used my tongue to tongue-fuck her asshole, it relaxed more and more as I plunged my tongue in and out, deeper and deeper as I pushed her legs back farther, giving my probing tongue more access to her loose back-door.
I was enjoying every second of this opportunity! I switched to tonguing her pussy as deep as I could, curling the tip up to tease her pee-hole, trying to insert the tip of my tongue into it. I continued this for minutes, licking, sucking and tongue-fucking her asshole, pussy and pee-hole.
I wanted to taste her cum so bad, I began to concentrate on her clit, teasing, licking and sucking. Her clit swelled up, the tip looked just like a miniature cock-head as it extended slightly from its hood, but try as I might, as much as I wanted it, she was NOT spraying my face with her sweet cum! My tongue actually got tired! I withdrew my face from her pussy and let her legs down and sat back on my butt on the floor. I could feel my eyes stinging with the hint of tears in my frustration.
I thought about riding her face with my pussy, forcing her to wake up with her mouth on my pussy. That could end badly, and I could feel the anger in that thought caused by my sexual frustration and I didn’t like it. I wanted to cum, I wanted HER cum, I wanted the taboo, the forbidden, I WANTED so much, but without her cooperation, it seemed my taking advantage of her drunkenness was over.
I was thinking of standing over her and fingering myself until I sprayed her down with my cum, when a new thought occurred to me. I immediately rushed downstairs to the kitchen and got a deep plastic bowl.
Returning to their bedroom, I double-checked that they were both still passed out, and took the bowl to their bathroom and filled it with warm water. I remembered a prank from summer camp; if you place a sleeping person’s hand in a bowl of warm water, and they almost always pee in their sleep!
I moved my mom back from the edge a bit, placed her feet on the bed as close to her ass as I could bend them and gently let her knees down, thus spreading her pussy wide, and freeing me from needing to hold her legs up and apart. I placed the bowl of warm water next to her hip and her right hand beside it.
I kneeled on the floor once again and leaning forward, placed my face near her pussy. I could feel my small flabby tits on her shins, her feet between them. Reaching forward with my left hand, I held her hand over the water.
“This is it,” I thought, time to drink the lemonade!
I covered her pussy with my mouth, my upper lip over her clit, my lower lip at the bottom of her pussy, my tongue extended below her piss-hole. I slowly lowered her hand into the water, waiting for the effect I was praying for… I felt her pee-hole twitch on my tongue, yet nothing more was happening… I waited, and waited, and waited.
It seemed like forever, but I was loving every second with my lips locked onto my mom’s pussy, my tongue buried deep in her hole! I began to tease her pee-hole with the tip of my tongue, hoping to spur something to happen, and was almost immediately rewarded.
I felt her piss-hole swell and relax onto my tongue and a steady, powerful stream of hot piss began jetting into my open mouth! I kept my lips pressed tight against her and swallowed over and over, opening the back of my throat, forcing myself to relax and gulp it all down, not willing to allow even a drop to be wasted!
The torrent slowed and I could think more about what was happening, enjoy the moment more. Her piss, my mom’s piss, which I was drinking like an oasis in the desert, was flowing directly into my mouth, I could feel it on my tongue, I was swallowing it with my lips locked onto her pussy, I could feel it hot and heavy in my throat and filling my stomach.
It had almost no flavor, just barely salty, and a little bitter on the back of my tongue. I guess I owed a night of drinking thanks for her watery piss. I had time to be grateful that it wasn’t “morning piss,” thick, stinky and strong (I had plenty of time experimenting with my own piss to know that).
Too soon, it ended. The stream weakened quickly, and my mother squirmed on my mouth a little as I tried to suck every last drop from her piss-hole. My eyes were a bit watery from gulping down so much, so quickly and as I sat back on my heels after removing her hand from the water, I understood that I was now a fully addicted piss-slut, that sex would practically be incomplete if I could never experience “watersports” again.
My pussy gave a twinge and I was still fully horny. I really wanted more piss in my mouth! Mom was spent, but then my eyes came to rest on my dad’s relaxed penis… acting without thought, I brought the bowl of water to his side of the bed, placed it next to his right hand while I kneeled on the floor to his left. Leaning over, I picked up his right hand with mine, and used my left hand to pick up his flaccid penis.
“Here goes nothing!”
I closed my lips around his soft cock for the first time in my life. I kind of felt proud that the first cock I had in my mouth was my own father’s!
I lowered his hand into the water and in seconds felt his cock swell slightly and begin to spray hot piss against the back of my throat! Again I relaxed and gulped it down, over and over, filling my swelling stomach! I took it all and didn’t spill a drop, chugging my dad’s piss like a porn-star! I was so proud of myself!
My eyes we closed tight and I was swallowing over and over until the piss ran out and as I was endeavored to suck the last remaining drops out of his cock, I could feel it begin to fill my mouth, swelling and getting harder every second.
Glancing up I could see his eyes were still closed and his face was relaxed as his cock grew and pressed against the back of my mouth until only half his length was in my mouth. I experimented a bit, bobbing my mouth up and down on his cock a little, to see what it felt like and see if he reacted.
I had just watched my mom suck him until he came barely a half hour ago, inches from my face, but I could tell I still didn’t know a thing about what I was doing.
As intrigued as I was about whether or not I could make him cum, or even what it felt like to have a cock cum in my mouth, I was now ACHING to get off myself! My pussy was drenched in its own juices and I felt steams of it running down my thighs!
Standing up, I knew what I would do: I removed the bowl of water from the bed, and put my left foot beside my dad’s right hip. Bending my legs, I lowered myself over his hard cock. I reached behind my ass and picked his cock up, placing the head against my asshole.
With much practice, I had learned that I could cum in seconds with something in my ass while I fingered my pussy.
I willed my ass to relax, and I lowered my juicy asshole onto his cock. It slipped into my relaxed hole easily and didn’t stop until I had slid down the entire shaft and my pussy rested against my dad’s neatly trimmed pubes!
The sensation of a real cock in my ass was nearly indescribable and was made even more arousing by the fact that the cock my dad’s!
My heart nearly stopped when he moaned! My asshole clenched his cock like a vice in my panic! He moaned louder now and mumbled my mom’s name… his hands came up and rested on the tops of my thighs and he mumbled her name again and thrust lightly against my now extremely tight asshole…. and yet, as I stared in terror at his face, his eyes never opened! I rocked back against his cock to test his reaction and he merely hummed quietly in the back of his throat.
With that, my desire returned in a flood to replace the dread and panic in an instant! I rocked against my father’s hard cock buried in my asshole and began to rub my clit feverishly, it only took a few seconds before I was covering his belly with my cum! I came in gushes, my juices spraying out in pulses onto his stomach and chest.
As I came down from my orgasm, I was aware of a new sensation: I could feel my father’s cock pulsing its own rhythm in my ass!!!
Oh gawd! My dad was cumming in my ass!
I looked to his face, his eyes were open, but they were rolled back in his head as he orgasmed! His cock throbbed in my ass as his hips made little thrusting motions against my ass, his large hands were clamped tightly to my thighs… he closed his eyes, never having looked at me… he said my mother’s name aloud one more time before his whole body relaxed beneath me and I had to stifle a laugh as he began to gently snore!
I stayed where I was, virtually motionless as I felt his cock soften and slip from my ass, I shivered as his load of cum drooled out of my asshole onto his balls. As I slowly got off of him and stood beside the bed, I couldn’t resist leaning over and licking a large glob of his cum off his balls to savor the flavor of my father’s cum in my mouth!
Wow! I decided this night was over!
I had taken what I wanted, I felt the oddly satisfying sense of achievement when a child defies her parent’s rules and gets away with it. My dad would assume that all of the cum, mine and his, was from my mom jumping his bones while he was drunk and my mom would assume the same of my father, “Ha, the perfect crime!” I thought to myself. I put away the bowl I used for my selfish purposes (I was never able to see that bowl without thinking of that night again!) and took a quick shower.
As I lay in bed, quickly drifting off to sleep, my asshole could still feel my father’s cock in it, and I secretly hoped that they were both pretending to sleep while I had my way with them…
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