In chapter 5 Stephen spends an evening at home, turns out mom and dad are a little kinky, and things get hotter between he and Jen. As always comments and thoughts most welcome, really want to hear what you think.
All characters are over 18 years of age
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Ch 5.
It's a 30 minute drive from the office to home and it's usually a good time to think of the events of the day and the things I'd need to do. There was something eating at me from the back of my mind but I just couldn't put my finger on it. The session with Jen and now tonight with Helen, something was odd here, and it wasn't just that I could now see their colours much clearer.
Then a possibility dawned on me. Sure it could be these women have been harbouring carnal desires towards me all this time and just happened to act out their fantasy within a few days of one another. But I've never been a magnet for that kind of attention before. I'm not ugly or anything, just average. That's it, I'm average. Let's just say I'm probably not going to get a gig in the next BBC movie. I'm just average. So why was this stuff happening now? and only after I've become more aware of women's colours? This was something that was going to require much more thought.
I pulled into the drive way, parked the car and headed inside. Mom had dinner still waiting for me. It was quite late now and everyone else had eaten and set about completing the remaining chores of the day. Mom and Dad were now resting in front of the television and Jen had disappeared upstairs. I warmed my dinner in the microwave and sat at the kitchen table to eat.
After eating and washing up I decided to head upstairs for a shower, maybe some online gaming and bed. As I passed the TV area I thanked Mom for dinner and noticed Mom and Dad watching "Fifty Shades Darker." "OK," I said to myself, whatever floats your boat. Mom and Dad clearly like the content.
I went upstairs and headed towards the shower. Feeling a little more normal, a little more relaxed, I put on some headphones and lay on the bed listening to some music. A couple of hours later I was startled awake by Jen shaking my shoulder. She clamped a hand over my mouth a shussed me before I could react.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Shhhh," she said, "Come with me."
I cleared the sleep from my eyes, got up stretching and followed her out the door. Her colours were showing happiness and joy, with a good dash of horniness. Jen turned towards me again, made a "be quiet" signal and led me down the hallway.
It was now after midnight and the house was very quiet. As we approached Mom and Dad's bedroom I began to hear some movement.
We crept up to the door and I could hear a little more clearly now. The door was closed, however it had an old fashioned lock on that had long since lost its key. Jen signalled me to have a look through the keyhole. I resisted at first, but the sound of a slap and grunt got my curiosity going.
I could not believe what waited for me. There was my Mom, naked, faced down and spread eagled on the bed with each of her hands and ankles tied to a bed post and held firm. She was clearly pretty happy to be there, no evidence this was against her will. Dad was naked as well. As he moved around her, he would taunt her occasionally.
"Do you like this slut," he'd say, his voice barely above a whisper. Then he'd slap her ass. He'd move beside her, rub his hand along the crack of her ass and over her pussy. Then give it a shove, clearly shoving half his hand up my mom's pussy.
She would grunt out a reply, "Yes, I am a slut," or "Yeah, give it to me."
Dad moved to the front of her, grabbed her hair and making her look up. He positioned his cock at her lips and she willingly opened her mouth. But he didn't want to be sucked, he wanted to fuck. He shoved his cock hard down her throat and she grunted again. He moved back and thrust again. Then again and again, falling into a rhythm. He was going for it, fucking her mouth and throat with all abandon.
I got up from the keyhole, and looked at Jen. I was so horny a cat could not scratch my cock. With one look Jen's colour turned bright yellow and she grabbed my hand and dragged me back to her room. Within seconds her clothes were off and she was spread eagled on the bed fiercely rubbing her clit.
