Author's note: Welcome to my latest story! As my long time fans know I'm always looking for something new to try or a challenge to respond to. I pride myself in not writing stroke incest. I do the best I can to justify the taboo attractions(okay Bound for my daddy not so much) and try to give a plausible reason for the ultimate line to be crossed. So of course that has led to "What's the matter, you can't write stroke?" Well I doubt I can write a short story, but content, not length makes a stroker. So I have decided to give it a shot. This story is a throw reason to the wind, down and dirty story of sexy family fun. So turn off your reason, get out your favorite lube and sit back and enjoy a totally implausible wild ride LC68 style.
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I pulled into the driveway and my eyes lit up; mom and dad were out! Getting out of my car, I smile in anticipation of what being home alone meant. Entering the house, I grabbed a can of coke from the fridge and quickly made my way down the hallway. Stepping into my room, I tossed my book bag on the desk and downed half the coke. I quickly stripped out of my smelly Taco Bell uniform and thought about taking a shower because even my skin smelled like fast food.
Figuring I had no idea when my parents had gone out and when they would be back, I skipped the shower for now and tossed on a pair of shorts and a Celtics t-shirt. Closing my bedroom door, I all but ran down the corridor to mom and dad's bedroom. By the time I'd opened the door and entered the room, my cock was already semi hard.
I immediately went over to the corner and lifting up the lid of the hamper began rummaging around. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning when I pulled out a lacy purple thong. I let the lid fall close and with no hesitation brought the crotch of the thong to my nose and inhaled deeply. I released a long sigh that bordered on a moan at the delicious scent of my mother's pussy.
Keeping my mother's lingerie pressed to my face, I walked over to the desk against the wall where their computer was set up. Flopping down in the chair, I took another deep breath while I reached down and rubbed my aching cock through my shorts. Lowering the thong, I started rubbing the silky material along my hands, imagining my mother's soft wet pussy beneath it.
That thought briefly cut into my lustful fantasies. I had first started sniffing my mother's panties a few years which was right about the time I'd begun noticing and thinking about girls and sex.
In the beginning it was just about the idea of 'this is what a woman smells like'. Sniffing had turned to masturbating with them, but for some reason it was never with a visual off my mother. I would think about Rebecca who used to live next door and who was a damn hot red head or some of the girls in my class.
But seeing I couldn't get a whiff of them, or get my hands on their panties, moms were what I used. Even when I started dating I would jerk off into her panties while wishing for that day I would be able to smell another female's scent and directly in my face rather than through clothing.
That happened a couple of years back, when after dating Jennifer for six months, her parents had gone away and her big sister gave her the green light to let me come over.
Once I'd gotten my first taste of her I had stopped using mom's underwear as a masturbation enhancer because I'd stolen a couple of pairs of Jennifer's. I'm sure she figured I took them, but never brought it up. We broke up six months later, but in the time since I had been on a good swing and never remained single for more than a few weeks.
I guess it helped that both my mom and dad were good looking and I'd inherited a mixture of their features. I had my father's black hair, but mom's deep blue eyes and high cheek bones. Between the cheek bones, dad's dimpled chin and mom's smooth complexion and coupled with the fact my hair was always perfectly combed I had endured more than a few pretty boy jokes from other guys.
But those jokes were worth the success my looks and easy going personality brought me with the girls. College provided even more opportunity to meet pretty girls and for the last couple of years my fixation with the smell of my mother's pussy had been replaced with enjoying the real thing and I'd left it behind as one of those weird things horny kids did.
That was until last month when my lap top froze up and I needed to finish a project for school. Mom had told me to use their computer while mine was getting fixed and that was when my obsession had not only returned, but progressed to the point I was now thinking more about what was in those panties. I'd noticed their computer kept freezing and when I'd hit the keys to bring up the task manager saw that windows movie maker was running.
I closed out everything else and when I brought up movie maker saw there was a pop up asking if the project should be saved. I'd done that many times myself, quickly clicked out of it or thought I had because I'd walk away not remembering it always asked. I prepared to click yes figuring I didn't want to lose anything of theirs. Just before I hit the button I noticed the title of the project was "Want this?"
It struck me it could be something racy, but had a hard time believing my parents would film themselves. Not that I didn't think they had sex, they were always affectionate with each other and both looked damn good for their ages and worked hard at the gym to stay that way, but still...Looking over my shoulder as if I thought they would materialize behind me, I clicked play.
The screen filled with a view of the bed and Mom walking over to it. She was wearing a short red robe and sitting on the edge of the bed, gave her long, dirty blond hair a toss.
"What is it honey?" she asked the camera with a big smile.
"Just wondering if you're ready for bed." Dad's deep voice came from behind the camera.
"For bed, sure," her smile turned mischievous, "For sleep? Not yet."
"Oh? You have something in mind?"
"Hmm-mm" she purred in a sexy voice that caused my cock to begin stirring. "I'm ready for some fun, you want to play?"
"Why don't you show me what I'll be playing with?"
"Yes sir," Mom pushed her full sensual lips into a pout, standing up, she pulled the robe open and let it fall to the floor.
When the robe hit the floor, my jaw had as well. Although I'd seen mom in a fairly revealing bikini many times, it had never dawned on me how damn hot she was. Mom was tall and years of jogging had kept her long legs looking better than ever. Her stomach was surprisingly flat. Despite the fact she was on the slender side, her hips had enough curve to them to give her a good figure.
What really grabbed my attention were her bare tits; they weren't big, but were perfectly round and sitting high and firm. The skin around her nipples was a deep red in color and the nipples themselves hard and pointing straight at the camera. Mom cupped them, offering them to my father, "Want these, baby?"
"I do, but what else you have?"
"I have it all!" Mom laughed and sliding her hands down her stomach pulled the black thong she was wearing aside, flashing her pussy.
By then my cock had been aching in my pants and I' begun to rub it as Mom let the thong fall back. Lifting her long hair up, she turned around and shook her firm heart shaped ass at the camera. Mom started to turn back around, but dad called out, "Take it off from there; show me that pretty pussy from behind."
Mom obediently hooked her fingers into the thong and sliding it down, bent over. I'd stared mouth wide open as mom exposed not only her ass, but her pink pussy winking out from between her well toned thighs. The fact I was staring at my mother's pussy should have caused me to shut it off, but instead I began rubbing my cock harder and grinding my hips while I watched her turn back around and climb onto the bed.
Mom lay back on the pillows and crossing her long legs at the ankles, asked, "What do you want to see, baby?"
"You know what I want to see."
"I don't know..." Mom made a show of rubbing her chin as if thinking it over.
"Please Robin?" Dad begged as the camera moved closer to the bed, "Please let me see that perfect pussy."
"What do I get out of it?" she asked, now fondling her tits. "You going to kiss it?"
"And lick it, and suck on it."
"On that note." Mom laughed and slowly opened her legs.
I had been squeezing my cock as my hand moved up and down, jerking it through my jeans. Mom reached down between her legs and as the camera zoomed in close, spread her pink lips open. Using one slender red tipped finger she began sliding it through her soft wet folds and started teasing her clit.
"Come give me a kiss baby." She beckoned him with her other hand.
The camera moved as Dad placed it on the bed and lying across mom's thigh he began tonguing her clit so the camera could catch it. Mom moaned and the sound sent a thrill through me. Giving in, I had unsnapped my jeans and pulling my cock out stared to stroke it. In front of me dad had slipped two fingers into her pussy and was working them in and out. Mom's fingers were running through his hair and she was moaning, "Oh, Jack, that feels so fucking good!"
I'd been pumping my cock hard and fast when I'd heard Dad's Ford F250 pull into the driveway. Panicking, I'd zipped up and ran into my room where locking my door, I sat on the bed and masturbated furiously to the image of my mother's bald pink pussy. I stroked it twice more that night and from then on whenever my parents went out at night I would sneak into their room and check out their movies.
And there were several of them. If I thought the first one was hot, the next one featured mom on her knees between dad's legs giving him a long slow blow job. It was a little weird seeing my father's cock, especially because it looked pretty damn big, but watching my mother suck on it helped me quickly over come my awkwardness.
