The first time I sneaked into the adjacent closet that my room shared the master bedroom just to see what the oh's and ah's was about, I was really worried about getting caught. If any of them opened the door, they would find me right there, in the dark, on my knees, glued to the keyhole.
When I was growing up, my room was on the bottom floor, but when I moved out, my parents redecorated that room and made it a studio for painting and other hobbies. Now, when I was visiting over summer between semesters at the university, I slept in the guest bedroom on the second floor. The room that shared a walk-in closet with the master bedroom. I knew they were quite sexually active, I had heard them before, but I couldn't have guessed in my wildest dreams what I would see that night through the keyhole.
First, I heard them. I figured they were massaging each other. I'd seen and heard that before and it sounded kind of similar. Mom was moaning and dad was huffing and puffing. I tiptoed from the guest bed I was using to the closet door and carefully opened it. The closet was pitch dark, except for a tiny sliver of light from the keyhole on the opposite door. The door that led directly into the master bedroom. Mom's moans were heard more clearly with my door open. I carefully stepped into the walk-in closet and got on my knees by their door, peaking through the keyhole.
The hole was quite big for a keyhole. It was an old house with old doors. Big mechanisms and big keys. And big keys required big keyholes. I could almost get the tip of my pinky finger inside it. I stared with my wide open eye for a bit until it adjusted for the available light and translated the scene for my brain.
My mom was on standing at the foot of their bed, legs spread wide and wrists tied with black rope to the bedposts, spreading her arms even wider. Apart from a blindfold and high heeled shoes, she was completely naked. Dad was right behind her, arms around her with his hands on her big tits. He was fucking her slow and deep, causing her to moan softly with each thrust.
Right about now is probably a good time to mention that my biological mom died when I was very young, and I have no clear memories of her. Hilda, the very soft spoken and reserved blonde from Sweden, who my dad married a few years later, have always been my mom, as far as I consider. However, when I watched them through the keyhole and felt my dick get hard quickly, I didn't think of her as mom. She was a sexual marvel that no heterosexual man could ever deny being turn on by.
Hilda was almost 10 years younger than my dad, and he was only 21 when I was born. That first time I saw them through the keyhole, I was just a few months passed 19. I had a girlfriend for about a year before, but she ended it a while back because I wasn't 'fun enough'. I still had no idea what she meant by that. I'll admit, I've always been a bit of a nerd and parties were never really my thing, but that's exactly what she was like too. At least that's what I thought, but I was apparently wrong. Anyways, back to the keyhole and watching my parents fuck.
They had the bedside lamps turned on and even if they didn't do a very good job to illuminate the whole room, I got a clear image of what was going on. When dad suddenly let Hilda go and took a step back, she immediately waved her ass at him and moaned in a hushed tone.
"Please," she whispered desperately, "I'm so close..."
He replied by grabbing her hair and pulling her head back.
"Beg for it," he growled quietly in her ear.
She shivered and turned her head back towards him.
"Please, John," she moaned, "fuck my tight pussy with your fat cock and make me cum!"
I had my cock out and almost cumming myself, just hearing her like that. It was so unlike her, I thought. Then it occurred to me that it wasn't strange that I had never seen this side of her. Why would I have? This was their most intimate moments and I had no part of it whatsoever. Yet, anyway.
Dad did make Hilda cum on his fat cock, as per her request, only moments later. He covered her mouth with his hand and silenced her moans, probably hoping not to wake me up. Maybe I was asleep, I smiled and pinched my balls a bit. Ouch! Not asleep. I watched Hilda's whole body shake as dad fucked her through an intense orgasm. I thought he was cumming too, but I thought wrong, as it turned out.
As soon as he was sure Hilda had gotten her needs satisfied, he slipped out of her and walked around her to get up on the bed in front of her. His dick, which looked similar in size and shape to my own, was right in her face. Without a word, he grabbed her hair and she opened her mouth, obviously knowing exactly what he wanted. I wouldn't have called it a blowjob. It was more of a face-fuck. He held her in place and used his hips to piston half his dick into her mouth over and over again. I would have never imagined that she'd be into something like that, but she clearly was.
Dad pulled out and jerked his spunk all over Hilda's face. She had her tongue out, trying to catch as much as she could. It was like straight out of a perverted, German porno or something, I thought. Then I realized that I was about to cum too, and I caught my own ejaculate in my left hand while my right jerked the shaft. My own orgasm was extended when I watched dad push his cock into Hilda's mouth again to let her suck the last drops out of him. What a sight!
When dad moved down from the bed, I panicked. Maybe he would get something from the closet and find me. I quickly stood up and shuffled into my bedroom and closed my closet door behind me as silently as I could. I heard my dad leave their bedroom to go to the bathroom. I wondered if he had untied Hilda. I stood still and listened, wiping my cum into a towel I had left on the floor. That was something my step mom would be on me about all the time.
"Clean up after yourself, please," she would say with that stern motherly tone and look that always got me to do it.
I heard dad leave the bathroom and stroll down to the kitchen. Not a sound from their bedroom. Did he leave Hilda tied up? I had to check. I ventured into the closet once more and dove down to the keyhole. Hilda was still standing, legs spread and arms out, tied to the bedposts by the rope around her wrists. The light reflected the cum on her face in a very erotic way. I felt my loins stir once more, and couldn't take my eyes off her. She just stood there, obediently waiting for my dad to return.
It took him a good ten minutes to finish whatever he was doing downstairs. Getting a snack maybe. I heard him come up the stairs again, and I defied the rational thoughts to go back into my room and instead I stayed glued to the keyhole to see what he would do upon return. He quietly entered their bedroom again and closed the door carefully behind him. He walked up silently to Hilda and slid his hand between her legs, testing her wetness. She nodded eagerly and he quickly slid his semi-hard cock inside her once more.
"Yessss," she hissed softly, pushing her ass out to meet his thrusts.
They fucked like that for another half-an-hour almost, while I stared and jerked in rhythm with dad's dick going in and out of Hilda's very wet pussy. Finally, they both orgasmed together with a drawn-out moan that probably wouldn't wake me, but not make me guess what they were doing if I was already awake. Even less when I was watching them, I thought and smiled to myself. I emptied my balls directly into the towel and quietly returned to my room to fall asleep with wild thoughts running through my head.
Life continued as if nothing had happened the next day, except for the fact that I couldn't see Hilda without picturing her naked and cum dripping from her face. My cock twitched every time I saw her, but I'm sure she didn't notice. I jerked off three times that day, fantasizing about having my way with Hilda, just like dad had. I also made sure to lie awake an hour extra in the evening, listening to any sounds coming from their bedroom. Eager to see them in action again.
Three uneventful nights passed after the first time I saw them, until I heard some familiar noises from their bedroom. I hurried quietly to the keyhole in the shared closet and peaked through it. Hilda was on her back on the bed, ass just on the edge at the foot of the bed. Her legs spread wide and her ankles tied with the black rope to the bedposts. Dad was fucking her at a nice, steady pace, leaning over her with his hands on her tits. She had the blindfold on and I noticed that her arms were also reaching for the bedposts, with her wrists again tied to them by black rope. She was completely spread open and at dad's mercy. A second later, I had my cock in hand, jerking it and staring at my parents through the keyhole while they fucked.
This time, they kept going for a good while before dad finally emptied his balls deep inside Hilda. She seemed close but not contempt with the slow pace. To my surprise, he slipped out of her and dove in with his mouth and finger to finish her off. She bucked and moaned when the orgasm ripped through her. I came prepared and shot my own cum into a glass that I would put in the dishwasher the next morning. My cum kept spurting as I watched dad use his fingers to feed Hilda his cum from her pussy. Fuck, I thought and squeezed out the last drops from my balls. A record amount, I guessed, without any way of knowing in the dark.
Dad left the room shortly after, leaving Hilda in a very compromised position, with cum smeared all over her lips and dripping from her well-fucked pussy. I stayed by the keyhole this time. Hilda just laid there, waiting for dad to return. A few minutes later, he came back. I noticed his cock was already hard again and he simply walked up to his wife and slipped it inside her once more. She moaned, pleased that he had returned. He grabbed her shoulders and started a hard, fast fuck.
They both moaned a bit louder than I expected, maybe thinking I was a deep sleeper or maybe not thinking at all. Or maybe even wanting me to hear them? I jerked my cock to full mast and came again into the glass at the same time as they both came, all three of us together. I stayed at the keyhole, wondering how they would end their session. Dad untied Hilda with his dick still inside her, gentle releasing her arms and legs. She took the blindfold off herself and smiled up at him lovingly.
