Kink does not even begin to describe this Halloween treat.
If oral sex or water-sports aren't your thing, please be forewarned, there's a lot of one and a bit of the other in this story. It's also a bit tongue in cheek, so if you read on, I hope it brings a smile to your crotch. As usual, all characters in the story can vote.
CHAPTER I - MOM AND DAD
I was excited. I was driving home from university and was looking forward to surprising my folks. They'd no idea I was coming and they certainly had no idea I had good news that I couldn't wait to share. You see, I'd been accepted into law school.
As the older of two children by a year and a half, my parents raised me to succeed on my own terms. I'd chosen my undergraduate classes by myself and for graduate school, I'd chosen law. It was the profession I'd dreamed of since I was a little girl when I watched TV lawyers put away bad guys.
My parents thought it was a phase, but I stuck with it. Though they encouraged both my brother and I to pursue our dreams, I think they secretly hoped one or both of us would take over their lumber yard. Mom had inherited it from her own parents and that's where she met Dad. He was a general contractor and bought all his supplies from the yard.
Politically and socially, they were liberal. Fiscally, they were conservative. Though I knew they were open with their sexuality (nudity and frank discussions about sex were acceptable practices at our house), as I was about to find out, they were also very kinky. And so I was about to find out, was I. It was to be the surprise of my life.
As I pulled into the driveway, I saw Mom's car and Dad's truck, but not my brother's jeep. We live on the outskirts of town and often my father and brother would be out hunting or fishing. I thought that might be the case this afternoon, but knew Ben would be home for dinner. If there was one thing that big strapping kid loved to do it was eat. I guess he needed the calories to fuel his insatiable appetite for activity.
When I walked into the house, I didn't hear anyone talking and there was no television or radio playing. I walked to the kitchen and looked out the window that overlooks our backyard patio and pool. It was then I saw something that made my jaw drop down to my collarbone. Mom and Dad were kissing. But that was not all.
They were in their bathing suit, which if you know my parents is itself unusual, as they are quite comfortable with nudity. But what was startling and surreal at the same time was what they were standing next to. By our patio bar and just in front of the diving board was a giant jack-o-lantern that looked to be made of orange and black crepe paper.
It had to be at least ten feet high and I knew right away, my father had built it. His hobby is building anything and everything that can be made from wood.
Then Mom undid the top to her two-piece and let it fall to the ground. Dad grinned, bent his head, and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Mom cradled his head in the crook of her arm and closed her eyes. Though Mom's boobs are not as big as mine, god love her, they still point up and look to have a nice heft to them. I was just about to turn away and go up to my room, when Dad dropped his suit and Mom grasped his turgid cock in her hand. She pushed his head away from her breast and turned to walk up to the pumpkin's face.
When she got up beside the giant orb, she pushed Dad right up to the mouth of the jack-o-lantern's face and then walked around to the side opposite of where I was standing. I saw the big orange pumpkin move about for a minute like someone was inside of it. Then, the funniest thing happened. Dad stuck his hard cock right in the hole that served as the jack-o-lantern's mouth. He reached up with both hands to hold on to the edifice's lower eye lids and just stayed still for a minute.
After about 45 seconds, he started moving his cock in and out of the jack-o-lantern's mouth. Then I got it. Mom was inside sucking his dick. OH MY GOD. Dad had built a Halloween glory hole and Mom was inside sucking him off. I laughed out loud.
Just then, a big hand covered my mouth and a strong arm wrapped itself around my waist. My brother had snuck in and came up behind me quiet as a mouse. I squirmed, but it was no use. He was way bigger than me and much too strong to get away from.
"What's up big sis?"
He let me go and I pointed to the backyard where Dad was moving his cock in and out of the jack-o-lantern's mouth faster and faster. I knew he was about to shoot his load.
"Mom's inside the pumpkin. Did you ever see such a thing?" I asked.
"Not really," he replied.
We both stopped talking as it became apparent Dad was shooting his goo into Mom's mouth. When he slumped against the jack-o-lantern, we knew he was spent.
"Way cool," Ben said.
"Yeah, no shit. Who'd a thunk, the 'rents could be this kinky?"
"Oh, you've been away too long. Mom and Dad are way kinkier than this."
"How do you know?"
"Just ask them about their club."
"What club?" I demanded.
"Just ask them. I'm going to my room."
"Ben..." I whined.
"Oh look. There's Mom. God, she's got great tits."
I turned to look out back and saw Mom walk back around and up to Dad. She bent to one knee and took his softening dick into her mouth and sucked it clean. Then she stood back up and they both started walking toward the house. Dad was without his swim trunks and Mom was still topless.
Ben left the kitchen. I sat down at the table and waited.
"Surprise," I said in a loud and cheery voice.
"Jesus H.," Dad exclaimed, trying to stand behind Mom to hide his dick.
"Oh hi honey," Mom said in a voice huskier than normal (she'd just been through a bout of tonsil tickling). "When did you get here?"
"About three minutes before the show started."
"Oh. That. Well, we didn't expect you and you know how we are about sex."
"Yeah, Mom, I do. But being open about sex and being kinky are two different things. Where on earth did you get the idea to build a jack-o-lantern cum glory hole?"
"Oh, I like that," Dad chuckled. "A cum glory hole."
"No Dad. Not cum as in that stuff you just shot into Mom's mouth. But cum, used as a preposition meaning a connecting word combing terms. And what's this club Ben told me to ask you about?"
"Oh dear," Mom said. "We really didn't expect you to come home before Thanksgiving."
"Well, I'm here and, oh yeah," I remembered. "I got into law school."
"Oh my god," Dad exclaimed, as he pushed past Mom and picked me up in a giant bear hug.
"Dad, Dad, you're naked. I can feel your dick against my knee."
"Oh," Dad said. "Sorry. I'm just so proud of you; I forgot I don't have any clothes on."
"You go girl, "Mom said, as she stepped forward and gave me a hug and a kiss.
"Mom, Jeez. I can smell Dad's cum on your breath."
"Now don't go and get all uppity on me. I know you suck cock and I also remember you saying you liked the taste of cum."
"Mom. Not in front of Dad."
"Why not?" Dad offered. "I think you're forgetting it was me who caught you blowing your boyfriend on prom night."
"Oh, god Dad. I did forget. It's just, I dunno," I stuttered. "I came home to tell you guys my good news and the next thing I know, I'm watching you stick your cock in a giant pumpkin."
We all broke up laughing.
"Honey," Mom offered looking at me, "let's have a celebratory drink and we can catch up on all your good news."
"Fine, as long as Dad put's that thing away before it goes off again," I said pointing to his rapidly inflating cock.
"It's all the talk about blowjobs and cum on your Mom's breath, that's got me this way," he explained.
