"Oh, God. Save something for when we get back to your place," Eric begged.
The black Audi was speeding down the freeway and he was clutching his groin muscles, trying to keep himself from cumming while trying to keep his sports car between the white lines.. Lily's hand was buried deep in the crotch of his jeans. Her fingers danced up and down his rock hard shaft.
"Oh, I've got it!" Lily suddenly shouted. "Get off ahead... uh, I mean exit here. Let's go fuck in my parents' bed. They're not supposed to be home until tomorrow night. How naughty would that be?"
"I'll do whatever you say right now, honey," Eric sighed, shifting his legs so that Lily couldn't get a tight grip around his stick.
The two lovers met in college, five years earlier, and dated off and on until finally committing to each other at twenty four. They didn't want to give up their sexual adventures, though, so they maintained an open lifestyle, constantly communicating about their individual sexual exploits and frequently swapping partners with couples of different ages. At dinner earlier that night, Lily had downed most of a bottle of wine on her own and Eric knew trouble was brewing when she practically flashed her perky tits to their server. He managed to pay the check and drag her to his car before she caused a scene but he knew she wasn't done with him.
While she maintained a hold on Eric's stiff prick, Lily helped him navigate some twists and turns until he made it to familiar territory.
"You want to put that hand away, honey," Eric requested as he swung the car toward the security gates in front of Lily's parents' neighborhood.
"I guess. See you soon, 'lil E," Lily waved goodbye to Eric's cock and patted his lap one last time before rolling down her window and dropping her right arm limply into the open frame.
Rows of ground level lights projected onto Lily's parents' spacious home. Eric knew the whole display was automated, so the couple could come and go as they pleased and not worry about the house ever looking too dark. It never struck him that there could be another reason why the track lights over the kitchen counter were on after he and Lily stumbled in from the garage.
"Take it off, take it off, take it off!" Lily chanted in a whisper as she dragged Eric's polo shirt over his head and then pulled at his belt.
"Why are we whispering?" Eric asked while Lily began licking circles around his nipples and then traced a line down his torso with her tongue.
"It feels more naughty this way?" She answered before pulling her dress off over her head and tossing it onto the island in the middle of the kitchen.
Eric never grew tired of staring at his girlfriend's bouncy pale breasts. They were held high on her chest by a lacy white strapless bra that looked like it was barely clinging to her chest. She turned around to lead Eric through the kitchen and he watched her long pale legs strut through the house on a pair of black heels. Her tight ass cheeks bounced with each step. She rarely wore underwear and tonight was no different.
Around the corner Lily went and Eric found her heels lying in the sitting room next to the kitchen as he tried to keep pace. When he reached the bottom of the steps, he collected her bra and looked upward to see her tip toeing up the stairs as though she was trying not to wake the empty house. He struggled with his zipper before finally finding the right angle and dropped his pants to the floor at the foot of the steps before quietly following his girlfriend up the ornate winding stairs.
"Why are these still on?" Lily asked, meeting Eric at the top of the steps. She grabbed his boxer briefs by the bottom hems and ripped them down his legs to the floor. "Shh," she whispered with a finger to her lips.
Lily grabbed Eric's long soft manhood like a trunk and used it to lead him toward the end of the upstairs hallway where the master bedroom was located. The night air in the house was cool and it caused Lily's nipples to harden and Eric's cock to engorge as a draft passed across his genitals.
Suddenly, as Eric and Lily reached the end of the hall, they heard moaning from the bedroom.
"Oooh, yeah. Who's a big daddy?" A male voice groaned.
"Oh my god, what is happening?" Lily whispered with a shocked look back to Eric. "Come on," she beckoned to her lover.
"What are we doing?" Eric whispered to Lily, futilely trying to pull her back away from the door.
"You said you thought my parents were hot. Now's your chance!"
Eric did not want to risk a scene in the hallway, so he let Lily drag him to her parents' bedroom door. The door was cracked just a little and Lily dropped to the floor to peer in through the opening. Eric joined her, standing over his crouching girlfriend as he tried to let his eyes adjust to the low light in the room.
It was difficult to make out what was going on in the room but there were definitely two bodies joined in a circle on the top of the blankets. The king sized bed sat in the middle of two small bedside tables on the far wall of the enormous bedroom. Lily didn't seem happy with the view, so she carefully pressed a hand against the wooden door, pushed it a few inches farther, and extended her neck between the door and the frame.
"Oh my, god!" Lily exclaimed and then jumped up and flicked on the light.
"Shh, what are you -" Eric tried to interject but it was too late.
"What the - Lily - what the fuck are you doing - why are you naked?" Lily's father, Henry shouted at the doorway. He was scrambling away from another man. His chest had a patch of curly dark hair on top of a powerful set of pectoral muscles. His curly salt and pepper hair was a mess on the top of his head.
"What the hell? Eric? Oh, god..." Came the frantic cries from the other man on the bed with Henry.
Eric's mouth dropped open. Shock prevented him from even considering hiding his nakedness from the men on the bed. Looking back over a thick muscular shoulder was Eric's father, Thomas. Even through his shock, Eric was a little impressed at the toned back and muscular glutes on his father's backside. He hoped he looked like that in twenty five years.
The two men were circled up on the bed, lying on their sides in a sort of 69 position. They scrambled into sitting positions and tried their best to cover themselves with whatever was nearby. Eric's dad grabbed a small pillow and tried his best to press it over his massive erection, while Henry was holding a small triangle of the silvery sheet in between his legs. His other hand was poorly covering impressively thick balls.
"What are you two doing?" Lily shouted into the room.
"Well... uh, honey... you see... sometimes your mom travels and... when you've been married as long as we have..." Henry struggled to spit out words.
"I knew it! You've been fucking people behind each other's backs for years! Does Mom know about this?" LIly shot back.
"Well, not exactly. You see, uh, we don't alway see eye to eye... uh, you might call this a game - a secret game... I don't know what to say here," Henry finally gave up trying to explain himself.
"How did this start?" Eric asked.
"We hit it off at Lily's birthday party a couple years ago," Thomas tried to explain. "We had a few drinks later and, well... you see, we're not exactly gay. I mean this is fun but..."
"... but I think I know what you're talking about..." Lily replied with a devilish chuckle. "And I think Eric' knows what you're talking about."
"Lily -" Eric futility tried to interject again.
"You see, Eric has a been know to enjoy a nice big dick every now and then. Tell 'em, sweetie." Lily waited for Eric to responded but he could only stand in the doorway, frozen. "Fine. I'll tell them. Since we're all grown up, sometimes we like to fuck other people. How's that, daddy? Except, we do it the responsible way and talk about it. And share it. And Eric doesn't go sneaking around sucking other guy's dicks without telling me. It's not some shitty game we play behind each other's backs."
"Lily, if you're mom finds out, she'll stick a knife in my back. I think she's just been holding out for a reason to divorce me for years. Our pre-nup protects my future income unless I'm unfaithful..."
"Well, isn't that just peachy." Lily put a hand on her hip, cocking her athletic ass and hips to the side as she pondered her next words. "You're in luck. I'm not going to tell, as long as you two can help us out."
Lily's words were still coming out slurred.
"Lily - you're drunk. Let's go get some sleep in your old room and talk this over in the morning," Eric begged.
"No," she defiantly held a finger up to Eric's lips. "Eric told me in the heat of passion one time that he wanted to watch his dad fuck me. Has he told you that, Thomas?" Eric's father's eyes shot open wide. "Except, I'm turning the tables. Come here, Thomas. That's right come sit with me over here."
Lily slipped away from the door frame and onto the divan positioned on the wall next to the door. She patted the soft red seat next to her. Like a hostage taking marching orders, Thomas hesitantly stood up. He was ghostly pale and still holding the pillow between his legs.
"Now, sweetie, why don't you go sit on the bed with my handsome father over there."
"Darling, uh..." Henry looked desperate for an excuse.
"Silence, father. You'll do what I say or I'll blow this whole thing... plus let's have some family fun! You and Henry were all revved up in here and Eric and I were just getting ready to jump all over each other, so why don't we make something of it?" Lily's voice was almost reaching a super villain pitch.
"Now, Eric..." Lily waved a hand toward the bed and Eric slowly crossed the room and then climbed on the big four post bed, leaving a gap between where he sat and Lily's shameful looking father.
