Shortly after college, I ended up temporarily moving back with my parents. They had a rather large home so if offered a decent amount of privacy if needed, so I didn’t mind it so much. During this time I just started dating someone from work, (a story for another day if interested). We’ll call her Amy. Amy and I spent the day out in the city and had dinner before crashing back at my parents house. It was late and by the snoring coming from my parents dark room upstairs, it was safe to assume that my folks were asleep. Since there wasn’t a tv in the guest room that I was sleeping in, we went into the downstairs den and quietly turned on the tv.
I don’t remember why we sat on the floor as opposed to the couch, but there we were on the floor in front of the tv talking. We got into flirting and teasing each other to the point where Amy abruptly leaned over and kissed me, pushing to my back. She straddled me on the floor and began grinding her groin into the rapidly growing erection that was developing in my jeans.
She finally broke the kiss and looked at me through heavy lidded eyes and continued rolling her crotch into my boner before asking breathlessly, “Can I taste it?” Knowing damn well that we should move from the den to my room for more privacy, I instead responded with “I’m not going to stop you” What rational man would delay a blowjob? She slid down, and made quick work of undoing my jeans. She proceeded to pull them all the way down before I stopped her at about mid-thighs. Knowing that my mother often gets up in the middle of the night to visit the kitchen, located right next the the den, I literally didn’t want to be caught with my pants down. “Not all the way down. Just in case”. She smirked, pulled my engorged cock from my boxers, took me into her mouth and began to bob enthusiastically on my cock. I groaned from the sudden and pleasurable warmth her mouth provided. She was on all fours sucking my cock as if it was the last cock on earth. I was in heaven.
My exquisite journey of pleasure was interrupted by footsteps coming from my parents bedroom upstairs. “Amy!” I hiss, in a loud whisper. She either didn’t hear the foot steps or didn’t care because instead of stopping, she doubled her oral assault on my cock. I felt my cock head beginning to penetrate her throat, intensifying the pleasure. It was the lewd manner in which her back began to arch with each up stroke that set me off. I felt my orgasm approaching. I remember repeatedly cursing just above a whisper as I erupted in her mouth.
When I came back to my senses, we both listened out for movement in the house and heard nothing. Not even my dad’s snoring. Did they hear? Did some one come down and see? I’ll never know since nothing was ever mentioned to me and, to this day, I refuse to ask.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v23p59/receiving_an_enthusiastic_blowjob_with_parents