[M]y Wife gets [F]ucked in her childhoor bedroom

We visited her parent’s house, her childhood home, about 9 months after we got married. We live in California and her parents live on the east coast, and we took the trip in October. You know, the perfect time to leave California! Jump right into winter.

And winter it was: raining and snowing alternately the whole visit. The sun came out a few times but it was my first time on the east coast and it took some getting used to. Her family is great and they welcomed me with open arms. In fact, it was so fun hanging out with them, we didn’t have any alone time for days. Around day 3, I am getting some serious morning wood, but since I was so newly married, I wanted to save it for the inevitable fuck fest the wife and I were going to have. In fact, we agreed that we would leave the next party early when we could have the house for ourselves.

We needed the space, because it turns out the bed in her childhood room squeaked like a motherfucker. That, combined with the thin walls, and the fact that all the bedrooms shared walls, and the fact that everybody had come to visit so there were all 6 grown children plus the in laws in those rooms, meant that even rolling over in the bed was like a trumpet blast. You could hear everybody snoring in that old house. And rolling over. And getting up to go pee. Basically, a no-fuck zone. But tonight….

Tonight we were getting the house to ourselves.

The party was nice, and it was at a house just down the road, so we left early as planned. We walked through the cold night, giggling and holding hands, super excited for what was coming. We got back to the house and we immediately ran upstairs, throwing clothes onto the floor, and hurling our naked bodies on the squeaky-ass bed.

I was raging hard and when I went between my wife’s legs, she was dripping with arousal. I licked her cunt until she cried out, pinching her own nipples as she orgasmed.

Then it was my turn. She dove onto my cock, deepthroating me until her tongue touched my balls. I was so hard it hurt, and I was dribbling precum everywhere. She grabbed my balls in her hand and dove up and down my cock until I almost couldn’t take it.

That’s when the front door downstairs slammed. She pops off me, balls still in hand and we both freeze. Heads cocked. We hear what sounds like her parent talking. Her mom’s higher voice, then her dad’s lower tones, coming up the stairs. We both make eye contact and lie down quickly. Yanking the covers over us. My balls are still in her hand and I can feel my penis going flaccid as my hopes for a sexy evening died.

We lay under the covers, stock still, as we heard our door creak open a hair.

“They are asleep! Let’s not wake them!” I hear her mom drunkenly whisper, trying to stay quiet. Our door closes again.

We lie in the dark, my balls shriveling and starting to ache as they turn blue, to her parent’s night-time routine. Toothbrushing, peeing, etc. All while they drunkenly and loudly whisper about the evening.

In my head, I give up. I am tired and a little tipsy and this night is obviously dead. I close my eyes and try to go to sleep, but wife hasn’t released my balls yet. I reach down and tap her hand, but she just squeezes in return.

Slowly, she begins massaging my balls. Then I feel her other hand tentatively stroke my shaft. I open my eyes and in the dim light, I see a devilish grin on her face. I start to come back to life, cock growing under her expert hands.

And then I understand. I hear the shower turn on and my FIL say, “I am gonna go down and check some football scores. Meet you when you are done with your shower.”

I hear the door open and close and his footsteps go downstairs as presumably my MIL is showering.

Quick as lighting, my wife scooches down and takes me back in her mouth. I am hard again in no time, leaking all over. Then, she slips out of bed and onto the floor, the only thing in our room that doesn’t creak.

I follow her, and she arranges our clothes on the floor and lays down flat.

I whisper, “don’t you want to be more comfortable?”

She whispers back, “No time. We have to hurry up and empty you. Get in here!” She reaches back, and spreads her cheeks.

I need no further encouragement and enter her, prone bone. I start thrusting hard, trying to stifle my moans. My wife keeps holding her cheeks apart with one hand, then puts the other over her own mouth. I put both my hands on her shoulders and really start pounding away. I only have a minute or two before that shower shuts off.

I am getting close, the slaps of my body on her ass muffled by the shower. My wife takes the hand off her mouth, looks back, and says “Hurry up and fill me!”

I do, pulsing in her pussy, dumping rope after rope into her. When I am done shaking, I climb off. She quickly gets on all fours and, hand between her legs, catches the creampie. Then, making eye contact with me in the dark, she puts her hand to her mouth, and licks the load clean off. I hear her audible gulp.

Then I hear the shower shut off.

Perfect timing.

TL:DR Snuck away from a party to relieve some tension and had hot, sneaky sex while In-Laws were busy.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qjmb45/my_wife_gets_fucked_in_her_childhoor_bedroom