The five hour drive home from college seemed to go by quickly. My best friend Samantha was riding with me, and she even helped with some of the driving. Sam and I had been best friends since high school and we had just finished our third year at State University. We talked all the way home; about school, our friends, our summer plans, and of course, we talked about boys and sex. After all, what twenty-one year old, female best friends don't occasionally talk about sex? Actually, Sam had turned twenty one about two months earlier, and my twenty first birthday would be in less than three weeks. But who is quibbling about that?
It was a last minute decision on our part to drive home on the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. All semester we thought that we would be at school through the first week of June in order to finish our final exams. But exam schedules had changed and both of us were finished with the semester earlier that day. On an impulse we decided to load the car with all our belongings, drive home early and surprise our parents.
Arriving in our home town about 9 PM, our first stop was Samantha's house. Her parents weren't home, but that wasn't that unusual as they often went out on Saturday nights. I helped Sam unload her stuff, told her I would call her in a day or two, and then I drove home.
Approaching my home, I noticed there were many cars parked along the street, and in our driveway. It dawned upon me that my parents always held a pool party on Memorial Day Weekend. These parties were for the adults, and as a child I had always been sent away to stay with my grandmother for the holiday weekend. I hadn't given it much thought, as Memorial Day weekend had been this way for my entire life.
As I walked up to our front door, I wondered if I was appropriately dressed for a surprise appearance at my parent's party. But hey! I was dressed in a tight fitting t-top and a short blue jean skirt, and this was a pool party, wasn't it? I figured I would fit right in.
But I wasn't really prepared for what I encountered as I entered our home. There were many adults milling around, eating, drinking, talking, and obviously having a good time.
And all of them were totally naked!
I was stunned. I wondered what was going on. I also knew I had to be an adult and keep my composure. However, I was extremely curious.
I remembered that our pool and backyard were surrounded by a ten foot privacy wall, as were many of the backyards in our neighborhood. I remembered that my mother often sunbathed totally naked on a lounger by the pool, or swam totally naked in our pool, but only when we had no guests at the house. And I even suspected that my father also swam naked when it was only he and mom at home. But with all these people? Were all of them here to swim naked?
One of the party guest, a very handsome man, stepped forward and greeted me.
"Hello. I'm Richard." he said as he extended his hand to shake mine. "You must be Fred and Scarlet's daughter. You're Amber, correct?"
I was frozen for a moment, shocked by the situation. I had always been aware of men and their 'elevator eyes' checking out my 36D breasts, and here I was with my own 'elevator eyes' checking out his good sized cock dangling freely in front of me. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.
"Uh, yeah." I stammered. "I'm Amber. I home from college earlier than expected and intended to surprise my parents."
I shook Richard's hand and fought the temptation to glance again at his beautiful cock.
"Nice to finally meet you." Richard replied in a very pleasant voice.
"Do you know where my parents are?" I quickly asked. I had been glancing around the living, dining, and entry area and hadn't seen either of them.
Richard turned to face towards the back of the house. As he waved his arm that direction he told me, "Fred's in the pool. And I believe Scarlet is in the bedroom."
"Okay. Thank you." I said to Richard as I stepped towards the back of the house. I had no idea why mom was in the bedroom, but I figured if I found dad, that mom would be joining everyone out by the pool soon. As I walked through the kitchen and breakfast area, it was also full of naked people. I just couldn't process in my head that my parents were hosting a pool party for naked adults.
I stepped out the back door onto the patio. More naked people were around the pool and in the pool. Everyone was having a good time, and all appeared oblivious to the fact that everyone was naked.
From a distance, I could see my father sitting in the hot tub which was built into a corner of the pool. His back was towards me, so he didn't see me. Sitting on each side of him was a woman whom he had his arm around. I didn't recognize either of these women, but I could see enough of them to know that they were both topless. My guess is that all three of them were naked. I could see dad's head turn as he kissed one woman, and then turned back as he kissed the other. And everyone acted as if this was normal.
Where was mom? And what would she think of this? I had to go find her.
As I moved back inside the house, I looked again at all the naked adults in the room. When I first entered the house, my initial view of the party goers, were as a group. I had been viewing the forest, and not the trees. Now I paid more attention to each person. I realized that my parents friends were beautiful people naked. The women were shapely and sexy. The men were buff and generally well endowed in the sex equipment department. All in all, these people were very sexy.
I moved towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms to find my mom. I passed an open door of a guest bedroom. Two people were inside, on the bed, having sex. An older man was laying on his back and a gorgeous blonde female was riding him in cowgirl position. Her movements were rapid. Both were grunting and moaning. It appeared their orgasms were approaching.
'What the fuck?' I thought to myself. I had assumed this was a nude pool party, but this activity had me rethinking the nature of this party. I had to find my mom.
I continued down the hallway towards my parent's bedroom. The door was open and I entered. A group of people, maybe eight to ten, mostly men, were standing around the bed. All of the men were sporting erections, unlike the males in other parts of the house where the cocks were soft and limp. No one noticed me as all were watching the activity on the bed. I stepped forward to see and a few men moved aside to give me a view.
My mother, Scarlet, was naked on the bed, on her hands and knees facing away from me. One male was kneeling behind her, fucking her from behind in doggy position. There was another man kneeling in front of her, his cock in her mouth. Oh My Gosh! My mother was being spit-roasted by two men! I had seen spit-roasting in porn videos, but never live in person. And to see my mother in such activity was blowing my mind. I was frozen by my shock.
As I watched, the man fucking her from behind appeared to have his orgasm. After resting a moment, he pulled his cock out and backed away. Immediately another male, with a very large erection, moved forward to take the place. As he shoved his cock into mom's pussy, I could hear her moan in pleasure. Soon all three were moving in sync, enjoying the threesome sexual intercourse.
I couldn't believe what I was watching. But as a voyeur, I couldn't stop watching these men having very public sex with my mother. And she was obviously loving the attention and sexual stimulation.
Another man moved close to me and spoke, "I'm John. Care to join me in another bedroom?"
Just when I thought this couldn't get any more crazy, it had.
I choked, tried to gather myself, and then replied. "Uh, no. I was just looking for my mother. Apparently she's busy."
Just as I turned to leave the room, I heard my mother cry out in what must have been an incredible orgasm. Everyone was cheering for her and applauding the show. My head was spinning trying to understand everything I had witnessed in the past twenty minutes since I entered our home.
Walking back towards the living room I encountered Jim Barton, my father's business partner. He, like everyone, was naked. His arm was wrapped around a gorgeous blonde with really big tits.
"Hello Amber. Let me introduce Bambi." Mr. Barton said to me.
I realized that this was the couple I had seen having sex in the guest bedroom. I also knew that Bambi was not Mr. Barton's wife, Mary, who I knew quite well.
