I have often wondered on what was the event that started my fascination of sex with my parents. I have discovered over the years that it can be traced to a single moment when I was 18 years old.
I awoke wearily on a Saturday morning from the rhythmic sounds of moaning and the bed squeaking. I softly got up, cupped my breasts massaging them awake enjoying the responsive nipples, then I fluffed my small patch of dark pubic hair. You could portray me as a voluptuous buxom, 36dd pear shaped breasts, rosy nipples - 30 waist - 40 inch hips, 5 foot 4 with full curly auburn hair, with an hourglass figure.
I put on a pair of panties, and a tank top, intending to go relieve myself in the bathroom, I passed by my parent's bedroom. They had left the door opened and I could see them naked, my mother facing away from my father, facing the door of their bedroom, with his penis inserted between her legs. I gently slowly opened the door a little more so that I could watch them, then I smelled their sex odors. The pungent smell of sex juices and sweat wafted over me. I could feel my pussy tighten itself and I desperately wanted to caress my breasts to alleviate the throbbing in my clit to my chest. I quietly moan my desire. Then I see my mother looking at me her heavy pendulous breasts bouncing wildly as she rides my daddy's cock. She smiles then with both hands pinches her nipples, my father's dick pops out of her in one violent thrust, then starts to spurt it's liquid all over her chest and face, while she also achieves her orgasm by rubbing her clit on his now deflating cock, I can see their juices leaking over the bed sheets. My mother then gets on all fours, still looking at me and lowers her pussy and ass over my dads face.
My mother, Kathy, is a large breasted sexually open minded woman of 40 years with natural 36d breasts also pear shaped but showing a little more sag than mine with long protruding nipples, long flowing curly dark brown hair, an hourglass figure.
She then cries in extasy: 'Yes, Jules clean my pussy, lick off your stinky cum!''
She then gyrated her ass over my dad's face while intently looking at me squeezing her hanging breasts. She then lowers her face to the bed and the moans in pure ecstasy:
''Yes Jules you pig, lick my stinky ass, clean me all good before I have to go to work''
I gasped in surprise to knowing my father was actually enjoying licking my mother's asshole and actually cleaning her as she put it. By then my nipples were painfully stretching the front of my tank top, and I could feel my pussy leaking and wetting my panties. My mother was drooling in pleasure her head resting on the bed, my father happily lapping in between her butt cheeks. I was dreaming, it was me there, being thoroughly cleaned by my father. I put a hand inside my panties, cupping my pussy and rubbed myself slowly. But it only ended up frustrating me, and as my mother collapsed on the bed obviously satiated, I made my way to the bathroom.
I was sitting on the toilet replaying the scene I had just witnessed, peeing and relaxing from the pressure release on my bladder. I had forgotten to bring another pair of panties and I didn't want to wear my juiced one back on. I decided to drop them in the hamper in the corner of the bathroom. But as I was bending low placing my panties in the hamper, the door to the bathroom suddenly opened and bumped me on my ass, and in the process I fell forward and to avoid landing face first, I used my arms as my support. In walked my father surprised at seeing me on all fours with my juiced hairy pussy and asshole up in the air. Jules my father, is a very attractive male of 40 some years, dark greying hair, full chest hair, quite tall, and sporting a little belly, and as I noticed earlier, with a gorgeous circumcised penis.
"Oh my! I'm sorry Nancy, I thought you were still in your room sleeping!" I heard him say in surprise.
I tried to get back up, but the hamper was in the way and I had trouble getting my balance, I just managed to wiggle my ass around trying to get my feet back under me. Then I distinctly felt a soft wind on my butt cheeks, as if someone was breathing on them.
"Absolutely delicious!" I heard in a muffled whisper.
"Sorry what did you say Daddy?'' I asked still trying to get balanced so that I could cover my displayed asshole and puffed pussy lips.
"Oh I was just saying it sure smells like your mother is cooking something delicious''. I heard him say over my shoulder, an obvious lie.