This was the first trip to visit my inlaws to be. Of course I'd heard a lot, but it's hard to judge by someone else's subjective view. My fiance's family lived in NC, near Asheville, atop a mountain with a fabulous view. An isolated spot, only one road to the house and that was straight up a steep hill.
It was late when we arrived, George made the introductions and we sat down for a drink to relax us all. I loved their home, it was old and full of family antiques. We shared a light supper, took turns in the only bathroom and went to bed.
For his mother's sake, I occupied the room that had belonged to his sisters, and George took his boyhood room. We kissed and went our separate ways, which was ok, it had been a long tiring drive.
About 2 am I awoke. I'd had a dream that had aroused me and I found my panties wet. I got up to use the only bathroom and quietly walked downstairs. When I returned, I stopped outside of George's room. The door was open a crack and there was a dim light on. The 20 watt bulb produced just enough light that I could see my love on his back, naked with his legs spread. I nearly gasped. I was frozen as I watched his hand run over his flaccid cock and pull his balls. I opened the door a little more...it squeaked. I didn't move or breathe. Instead of waking him up, this seemed to trigger something that made his cock start to rise.
I watched as he masturbated his cock and teased his balls. He spread his legs and tilted his hips toward the light so that I could see his winking rose bud. ooooooo this was beginning to make me hot! I pulled up my gown and put my hand down my panties.
I was just about to push a finger in my wet hole when I heard a noise from his parent's room. In one giant step, I was inside my room with the door mostly closed. I could hear movement in their room, Soft soled shoes scuffing on the floor. I held my breath again as I saw their door open. His mother came out...very quietly and wearing only her nightgown. Good God, I thought. Look at her jugs, they are monsters!
She scuffed across the floor to George's room, stood there a moment, and then slowly pushed the door open. She stood to the side a bit so I could see over her shoulder. George was wanking his now hard cock, precum dripping down the shaft, his eyes closed as if in sleep. His mother sighed as she watched him masturbate.
Oh good god, my fiancΓ©'s mother is watching him masturbate. And I am sure it is not the first time! A moment later, his dad emerged from the bedroom, wearing only boxers. He moved up closely behind her and wrapped his arms around her front. I could tell he was massaging her enormous breasts. I could hear her sighing. They were both watching George masturbate. I could see Papa's hips against mama's wide ass. He seemed to snuggle something between her cheeks. She moved her hips at him.
I could see his hips moving and could tell he was still squeezing and massaging and pinching her breasts and nipples. George continued to wank his hard cock, occasionally stopping so as not to shoot his load.
Mama sighed and said "oh papa, I so miss this. I miss my boy."