Chapter 2
Tommy woke up around 7:30 hearing what he guessed was his mother opening the bathroom door. He took his opportunity to head there himself before his Dad got a chance. The sight that greeted him was not exactly what he expected. Although his mother did have her usual robe on, as she turned it became apparent that it wasn't tied. In the gap between the two sides of the robe, Tommy got a clear view of the curve and bulge of his mother's ample breasts. He couldn't stop his eyes from locking onto them. They were in great shape and the slight sag only made them even more alluring to him.
On spotting Tommy, his mother made no attempt to pull the robe properly closed. She smiled wishing him, "Good morning darling!" Tommy allowed his eyes to wander further, taking in the way her meaty, swollen nipples pushed through the fabric, just covered by the edges of the material. Daring to look down, her neatly trimmed pussy was also just peeking out at him.
"Did you sleep well?" his Mother asked. A barely detectable smile briefly swept across her face as she lapped up the complement of his attention. She walked slowly towards him along the hall, the motion causing her robe to part a little more giving him a better view of the delights underneath.
Trying to keep himself together, Tommy managed to respond, "Yes, great thanks Mum. How about you?" Tommy had regained enough control to be able to detect her amusement as she thought back to the night before.
"Like a log, I was kind of worn out." she smiled more openly. Tommy couldn't believe that she was acting as if this was nothing out of the ordinary. As she passed him, she gave him a peck on the cheek; he managed to stop himself from jumping as her left tit gently grazed his arm.
Looking back, she said, "I'm heading back to bed for a bit." and absently lifted her left hand up to her right breast, gently stroking the bump created by her nipple. She grinned again, "I'll see you a bit later, honey." she added, then headed back to her room.
Tommy quickly dashed into the bathroom and shut and locked the door behind him. He'd completely forgotten his need to piss and just sat on the seat reeling from what he'd just experienced. It wasn't unusual for his Mother to dress sexily or to be flirtatious occasionally, but he'd never seen anything like this.
After 5 minutes or so, he had composed himself a little, although he once again had this issue of a rampant erection. He decided to head back to his room. Leaving the bathroom, he immediately saw that his Mum hadn't properly closed their bedroom door behind her. It was only open a small amount, like it hadn't really been pushed back properly after her.
He noiselessly stalked across the landing, stopping as he reached the door. Unfortunately the gap still didn't make spying possible, but he pressed his ear to it. He could hear his father's breathing, obviously still asleep. But, over that he could hear sticky sounds and gentle moans. His mother was quite unsubtly getting herself off next to her sleeping husband.
Tommy knew his parents must have masturbated. Mum had sex toys and Dad had his porn collection, but he'd never really noticed it happening before.
He was again taken by his Mother's indiscreet moans and the squelching sound of her manipulating her soaking pussy. As time passed, the intensity of her noises steadily rose, she was clearly getting close and he heard his Dad stir. Delighted that her husband was awake, his Mum purred, "Morning big boy, fancy picking up where we left off last night?" They kissed and Tommy guessed his Mum must have immediately climbed on top of his Dad. She let out a loud, "coooo!" as she sank onto his morning wood and started riding him.
Tommy was well used to how verbal his parents could get. This morning, his mum took this to a new level as she started riding his father, "mmmmm you're already so hard, this is exactly what I need." Then, following a string of groans, she told his Dad that she wanted him to, "suck my big titties!" It was almost as clear as if Tommy could see his Father obliging this demand.
His Mum approached her climax quite quickly, telling his dad to, "make me cum, make me cum so hard!" over and over. Her climax tore through her and with a final, "cumming!!!" she shrieked her way through her orgasm.
This was the most intense thing Tommy had ever heard. He was rock solid and wanking like his life depended on it. Without the closed door as a barrier, he fought to keep quiet, but realised that they were so absorbed in their own pleasure that he probably didn't need to be too careful. Following her orgasm, his Mum didn't appear to stop riding his Dad, she simply told him, "I need you to cum in me now Daddy." She encouraged him over and over as she pounded herself up and down on his dick, milking it until Tommy heard his father finally release, much to her glee.
Tommy slipped his still hard cock back into his pyjama bottoms and slid silently downstairs to get a drink. He guessed his father would probably be heading to the bathroom soon and wanted to be as far from the action as possible to save any embarrassment about the bedroom door being open.
Tommy tensed slightly as he heard his father enter the kitchen shortly after him. "Morning son," he said cheerfully, "sleep well?"
Tommy took a sip of his drink and readied himself to play it completely cool. He turned to return his Father's greeting and nearly dropped his glass in shock. His father was stood there, bollock naked, his fat cock semi-hard and glistening with juice from his morning fuck. Tommy quickly realised that his mother's coital comments about his dad's size weren't merely encouragement. Even in its current state it stood out a good way, but it was the thickness of it was unbelievable. He realised that it was wide enough that someone with dainty hands, like his Mum, probably wouldn't be able to wrap their fingers and thumb all the way around it.
As if to draw Tommy's attention to this fact, his Dad gave himself a casual stroke. His happiness was very apparent as he told Tommy that, "Your mother has promised to help me deal with this in a minute, I just needed some water first." Having filled a glass from the tap, his Dad turned and headed back upstairs. Tommy realised that he hadn't even spoken to his Father, which didn't seem to matter as his Dad was so eager to get back to the job in hand.
Tommy quickly followed, just far enough behind to keep out of sight. At the top of the stairs, his Dad turned into their bedroom, his glass in one hand and his growing dick in the other. The door swung back lazily behind him, his Dad having not really given any attention to ensuring it was shut. Tommy was just half way up the stairs when he picked up the buzzing sound of his mother's vibrator. She had been entertaining herself while his dad was absent. "Are you ready for a big mouthful babe?" he heard his Dad ask.
The sound of his Mother moving on the bed was accompanied by her enthusiastic response, "Oh yummy, Daddy!" It then sounded like his Father fairly unceremoniously thrust his dick straight into his Mother's mouth, making her groan as he did so.
Tommy reached the open bedroom door and was stunned as the sound of his dad forcefully face fucking his Mother drifted out of their room. From the sound of her muffled moans and squeals, Tommy could tell she was loving it, or at least she was loving the effect of the vibrator. Tommy barely kept himself from shooting another load as his Mum came powerfully with Dad's cock in her mouth. Hearing her then pop it out and instructing him to, "Cum all over Mummy's big titties and face!" was just too much and Tommy shot a sizable load all over the floor and wall outside their room.
He was wrapped in the ecstasy of his own climax as his Father growled over and over, his Mum encouraging him the whole time. "Fuck, look how much cum there is", she chirped, "mmmm you're covering Mummy's tits so good". With one last gasp, his Dad finished what has appeared an eternal cumshot. His Mother giggled playfully, "Look, its all in my hair too!"
After a pause to catch their breath, they got down to one more, hard, intense fuck. Tommy was astounded by how they could be ready for that so soon after both climaxing repeatedly already. It sounded like Tommy's dad was on top, really pumping his cock into his wife. The heavy pounding made the bed squeak and Tommy could hear his father's balls slapping against his Mum as she screamed with pleasure.
This session very quickly built to orgasmic levels, his Mum making the usual announcement that she was cumming which sent dad over the edge into another long, hard climax perfectly synchronised with hers. It sounded as if, after this, they simply collapsed where they were. He heard him Mum whisper, "oh fuck, I needed that." as she caught her breath.
Tommy did his best to clear up the mess he'd made as he listened to this final chapter of their morning session. He realised that his own desire to cum was back with a vengeance. He wondered if this was the result of what he had just heard or whether he too was subject to the effects of the enzymes being pumped out into their room.
He sneaked back into his room before his parents' horniness finally subsided enough for them to get up. His mum crossed back to the bathroom and he heard the shower switch on. She again, idly left the door wide open behind her. Shortly afterward he heard his Dad's footsteps move around their room and finally head downstairs.
Tommy stepped out of his room a few minutes later, intending to follow his Dad. From his bedroom, he could see directly through the open bathroom door. He did a double take as his Mother's head and shoulders came into view. She was bending to dry her legs and feet and smiled as she caught his eye. "Hi baby!" she called and gave him a little wave. This action brought one of her heavy tits into view, setting it swinging. Tommy grinned vacantly as he soaked up the hypnotic vision in front of him, then hurried away downstairs.
The little nagging voice in his head questioning whether any of this was a good idea was back doing battle with the louder voice demanding he push things further.
Tommy anxiously stepped into the kitchen, but things were actually pretty normal. His dad was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He was unshaven and his thick, dark hair was still messy. He again wished Tommy a good morning as he set up the coffee machine and filled the toaster.
It was only when his father turned around, that it became glaringly obvious that his dick was still semi-hard in his sweatpants. His Dad wandered around the kitchen, and Tommy struggled to maintain the idle morning small talk with him. His Father's distracting tent proudly stood in front of him. Tommy almost completely lost the thread of conversation as his Dad reached down at one point to adjust his bulge, causing it to swell a little more.
