My father looked up to the loft and saw that I had been watching, he saw I was naked from the waist down. My father's lips were glistening with my mother's arousal and Ronnie's cum. His eyes looked empty as Ronnie's cum ran off his chin. For a quick minute, I felt bad for him, but then I remembered how he said my mother looked radiant sitting on Ronnie's lap. He loved watching her being taken by another man. He loved seeing another man's cock slip into her, hearing her begging for more, and then licking the other man's cum from her pussy. It was his desire as much as it was hers.
I remembered my father's porn collection was down in the storage room next to his office. The seemed house quiet for the first time all day and I was glad, I wanted to be alone. I wondered if he added anything to his collection since I first found it.
I loved his porn collection, it was vast and varied. There were Gay, Bi, straight, and some very kinky fetishes too. There was a new box in the far corner. I had never seen it before, so I eagerly grabbed it. The box slipped out of my hands, and all the contents fell out onto the floor.
It hit the floor making a noise that caused my father to ask, "What was that?"
Then I heard my mother say, "It sounds like something fell in your office."
Looking down I could see the contents of the box were pictures and snapshots taken by a camera. I could easily see they were mostly pictures of my mother, naked with another man. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I quickly began attempting to put them back in the box, but in my haste, my fingers were fumbling and dropping as many as I gathered. I saw my father's feet appear before me with my head down grabbing the images.
"Did you drop something, Matty?" My father asked.
I didn't answer him, it seemed obvious. I went about picking them up and stuffing them back in the box, the best I could.
"Matty, don't rush, you're bending the pictures, take more time, look at them if you want...your mother cherishes these."
"I never thought I'd be having this conversation with you. Look at her in this one. I know this is a bit out of the ordinary for a father and son to be talking about this...but look at her. She's so into it, you can see it in her eyes. I know you like looking at her son, I can see it by the way you react to her.
I took the picture from him. It was my mother sucking on a really big cock. Her lips were wet from saliva and his arousal.
"Who is this, do you know this guy?" I asked.
"Yeah, it's the guy your mother calls Mr. Big. I took these pictures the first night she was with him at the hotel," My father said as he adjusted the front of his pants.
I watched my father go through the pictures as he helped pick them up. it was as if he was reliving that night, remembering how a guy in a bar, picked up his wife and fucked her unlike he could ever do. I was there in the living room after her second date. I listened to my mother tell my father how well she had been fucked.
"Mmmmmm." I heard my father moan as he pressed his hand against his cock in his pants. It was as if he lost track of who he was sitting with, lost in the moment of desire and arousal.
"Do you ever wish she felt that way about you Dad?" I asked.
"I'm not that guy, son. I'm not equipped like him. I can't reach the depths of....of..."
I cut my father off, "Yeah, I know Dad. But don't you wish you were good enough...I mean you were at one time, right?"
My father nodded and handed me the pictures before he turned and walked out.
I sat back down on the floor and began looking through the pictures. One by one, my mother was either sucking on that fat cock or he was fucking her with it. I was still naked from the waist down...and my cock was so hard. I leaned back and began stroking as I closed my eyes. I remember watching her getting fucked by Ronnie, she was so passionate. She was so hungry for his cock. As I stroked, I imagined she was sitting down on my cock and fucking me, raising up and down, taking my big cock as she told Cindy... how badly she wanted it...I was so close to cuming...
"Mommy...Mommy," I whispered to myself."
