I was 16 and couldn’t sleep. I heard a noise as I quietly made my way down the hall to get a drink in the kitchen. I listened at my parents door and could hear the sounds of sex. I went to just keep walking, but something caught my attention. My dad was grunting and my mom wasn’t.
Now I’ve overheard them many times, but this seemed different. Usually could hear them both.
I wondered if my mom left and my dad was masturbating. I could hear the bed bouncing and my dad grunting in rhythm…then I heard my mom saying something.
I very slowly and quietly turned their doorknob and slightly opened their door. I had a clear view of my dad face-down ass-up with my mom ramming his ass HARD with a strap-on.
I’d heard of it and seen pix of it, but now I was watching my mom and dad doing it in front of me.
I don’t know how long I was watching my mom’s ass bounce and fuck my dad’s asshole with a thick dildo, but after my dad groaned and collapsed flat on the bed, she kept fucking him. She changed position a bit and I could see more clearly the dildo plowing his ass. I could also see my mother’s asshole and extremely wet pussy.
Eventually she stopped, still buried deep in my dad’s bowels. They whispered quietly a few minutes. Then my mom pulled out of my dad’s ass. She turned and froze when she saw me.
At some point I had dropped my robe and was 3 fingers deep in my pussy while wrenching on my nipple.
I couldn’t stop…I was to far gone. My mom said my name softly. I looked her in the eyes and kept going. My dad turned and saw me. I looked at him and still kept going.
My mom was sitting on the bed, big dildo hanging in front of her that had just ravaged my dad’s asshole.
I finally came, hard, and collapsed to my knees. When the convulsing eased up, I picked up my robe as I stood. I planted a minute in their doorway with my juices running down my thighs and from my fingers.
I asked them if I could watch again tomorrow. They both were speechless with surprised looks.
After breakfast, I asked again if I could watch. My dad told me to clear the table. He and my mom walked away.
After clearing the table, I walked down the hall. Their door was cracked. I pushed it open. My dad was in the same position. My mom tightening her straps. I stripped and sat on the edge of the bed. My mom climbed on the bed and started to work into my dad’s asshole. For the next hour and a half, I watched and masturbated to my dad getting his asshole destroyed by my mother and her strap-on.
From then on, I watched them most nights that they fucked. Most often dad fucked mom in one or more holes. Often mom fucked dad in his ass, sometimes after fucking his throat. Though could both deepthroat.
I was always naked and always masturbated in some way.
Sometimes they finished before me, so they watched me. They would offer me toys, and would offer advise or give pointers.
Though mom and I would entertain dad sometimes by using a strapon on each other, it wasn’t until mom died 17 years later that dad fucked me, and yes, I fucked him.
23 years after mom died, dad died.
I was blessed and my husband loves getting pegged. Our son and daughter have taken to watching us. We also have watched them both. Our son can’t seem to stay with the same girl, but loves to fuck her where we and/or his sister can watch.
