The Dining Room Was Only The Beginning
Part One - On The Stairway
When I reached the first floor landing and turned the corner leading to the second level to my bedroom, I stopped dead in my tracks before taking another step. I couldn't believe my eyes. From the landing where I stood I could see up into the dining room.
My original plan was to get off from work early, grab a snack from the kitchen and hit the covers. But what I am witnessing quickly changes everything. I quietly advance a couple more steps for a better view, bending low so as not to be noticed.
There, bent over one of the dining room chairs was my daughter with her dress pulled up over her ass, while my son in law Eli, standing behind her, pounded her pussy big dog style. Fuck, horny as I am this was not what I needed to see today.
My pussy was getting wetter by the stroke. I was mesmerized as I heard him talking to her, caressing her weaving tits, sliding his hardness in and out of her welcoming hot wetness.
"I love being in my pussy," he said to her. "Yes she replied, keep fucking me like that, it's your pussy." While they were oblivious to my presence, I realized that my pussy had formed its own opinion. I was dripping wet. Sans panties, the juice began running down my leg. My swollen clit was begging for some tender attention.
With their backs to me I managed to ease up a couple more steps without being seen. Looking downward, I raised my dress and slid two fingers into my slippery wet hole and began finger fucking myself.
When I looked back up Eli happened to turn slightly right, discovering my wide-eyed, horny presence on the steps. I was caught. I started to feel embarrassed until I saw his reaction.
A lustful smile turned the corner of his lips. So, I did not cease, nor did I desist. This was now an unintended threesome.
Using his body as a shield to keep my daughter from detecting me, he kept rhythmically pumping his bulging dick inside her as she egged him on. "Come on baby, you know what I need, fuck your pussy," she cooed.
Her next question almost made me fall backwards down the steps. "I love that good dick," I heard her say. From my vantage point I would say, it did appear to be very satisfying, her fat hips were rotating in unison with his deep strokes.
Eli was glancing over his shoulder at me every few seconds, so I gapped my hot thighs, giving him an eyeful as I toyed with my plump wet lips, my hard nipples burning for attention. All my reservations had left the room, I truly needed to be fucked.
Then, my mind almost exploded when he answered the question she posed next.
"Remember the secret you told me a couple of weeks ago?" She asked him, her outstretched arms on the dining room table, her hands knuckled into a tight ball as Eli continued pumping cock into her. "Which secret was that," he said to her, returning the ask while glancing back at me. I licked my lips for him.
"The night I sucked you off in the garage, and I asked you to tell me one of your fantasies. You said it was crazy, but that one of your recurring fantasies was to fuck my Mom, remember?"
Stunned, I reached out with my free hand and grabbed the railing, doing my best not to stumble or make a sound, thankful for carpeted stairs.
"Oh yeah, I remember," he said to her. "I'm okay with that now, she said, since I had time to think about it." "Are you serious, baby," he said. "I'm serious baby," she answered back.
Pleased by her openness he said, "maybe one day, but right now, I'm going to come all in your pussy. Then, I'll think about fucking your Mama."