They Do What They Have to Do.

"Just come to bed already," Jill told her husband, as he is sitting on the computer across the bedroom." I want to suck the cum out of those balls." Jill had been worked up all day, thinking about the new porn scene that made her cum three times.

"Honey, I'm too tired, even for a blowjob," Tom replies, as he turns the computer off and gets up from the chair. Jill, laying across their king size bed in a pair of white cotton panties and a cutoff t-shirt, looks at him in disbelief. Tom gets to his side of the bed, pulls the sheets back, and climbs in.

Tom and Jill have been married for 25 years. They were at one time a very sexual couple, with an extensive porn collection, and filmed many fantasy based home videos. Things changed once they had children, though. They have two eighteen year old twins, Peter and Amanda. Amanda takes after her mother when it comes to her body and looks. She is beautiful, has a tight ass, legs for days, and a great pair of perky C-cups. She is top three in her class, and is a star volleyball player.

Their son, Peter, is the total opposite. He is a skinny boy, about 5'9", and isn't into sports. He is constantly in trouble in school, has been to the juvenile detention center multiple times, and just didn't care about his future at all. Peter had many enemies in school, and would take his frustration out on his family. He didn't talk to his sister much, and frequently would get into shouting matches with his parents, calling Jill a bitch and Tom an asshole. They couldn't wait for him to leave, but unfortunately, it didn't look like he will be going anywhere for a while.

Tonight, Amanda decided that she wanted to stay in and watch a movie, as her mother laid frustrated in bed, two doors down. She turned on her streaming service, and picked out a chick flick. She was very comfortable, as she knew Peter wasn't home. Peter's room is between Amanda's and their parents, and she always hears him watching porn and jerking off, as the walls are so thin. Jill and Tom would hear him as well, but they would always try to drown it out with the TV.

Peter had gone out to his friend Cody's house party, and was fully expecting to get wasted and smoke some weed. As the night progressed, Peter was well on his way, as he was starting to wobble from the eight shots of vodka. What Peter didn't notice in his drunken condition, was that one of his biggest enemies, Zach, had just shown up to the party, knowing Peter was going to be there. They fought a couple of times in the past, but he wasn't there to fight tonight. He had other plans. He wanted Peter to make a fool out of himself in front of his classmates.

He saw Peter pour another drink, place it on a folding table, and turn his back to talk to an acquaintance. He saw his opportunity. He walks over to the table, takes a small white pill out of his pocket, and drops it in. He walks away, hoping to not be seen. He wanted to stay for the show, but he also didn't want to get caught being there. Peter gulps down his drink, and then bums a cigarette off of Cody.

After about thirty minutes, Peter was even more drunk, but felt a little off. It felt like he was going to have a panic attack. Peter turns to Cody, and tells him, "I have to go home, man."

Cody asks, "Are you sure?" Peter nods his head, and Cody immediately calls the taxi service. While waiting, Peter starts to pace back and forth, and people at the party start to notice. Some people gather around him and make him sit down, telling him he was going to be alright. He starts yelling and causing an even bigger scene, but fortunately, the taxi pulls up in front of the house. Cody walks Peter out to the car, tells the driver where to go, and pays him the fare.

The ride home for Peter was really scary, as the symptoms were getting worse. Luckily, Cody only lived ten minutes away. The taxi pulls up to his house. He opens the door, and in a drunken and drugged stupor, walks to the front door, and opens it. He slogs up the stairs, walks to his room, and slams the door. At this point, he is at the height of whatever was happening to him, as he paced around his room in a panic.

Jill never heard Peter come in, as she was now masturbating to the scene she had thought about all day. She didn't want to wake her husband up, so she had her earbuds in. It was a blowjob scene, as the guy's ankles and wrists were tied to the four posts of the bed. The girl was sensually sucking his cock, as he laid helpless, and forced to cum. Jill was working her way to an explosive orgasm, when she heard a big slam coming from Peter's room. It was loud enough that she heard it with her earbuds in. She couldn't win. She was either getting turned down, or interrupted. Her husband, Tom, heard it as well, as it woke him up. Amanda heard it too, and paused her movie to listen to what was going on.

Jill and Tom get out of bed, put on pajamas, open the bedroom door, and walk to Peter's room. They listen at the door for a little, trying to hear what was gong on. Peter was getting angry as to what was happening to him, yelling profanities. Jill and Tom heard enough, and to their surprise, his door wasn't locked. As the door opened, they see Peter throwing things off his nightstand against the wall. He looked panicked and angry. Tom yells "Stop!" Peter looks at both of his parents. They could see he was drunk. They've seen him drunk many times, but this was different. He seemed to be losing control of himself.

Peter yells, "Fuck you. Get out!" as he walks over to his door and slams it as hard and he can, bending the door frame and breaking the door. Now the door won't close, as Jill and Tom push the door back open. Peter, seeing that they were back, yells "Fucking Bitch!" as he starts to aggressively walk towards his mother, as if he was going to attack her. Tom steps in front of Jill, and puts Peter in a full nelson. Tom wasn't a big guy by any means, and knew he wasn't going to be able to hold him forever. Peter, flailing his arms, yells at his dad, "Let me fucking go, asshole!"

Jill, in a panic, yells, "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know, but we have to calm him down," Tom answered. With that, Jill was trying to think of something painless, as she didn't want to hurt her baby. Peter bucked his hips, as he was trying to free himself from his father's grip. Seeing Peter being restrained set off a flash in her mind, as her heart jumped, and she immediately felt her clit tingle. She looks down at Peter's crotch, as he is still trying to free himself from his father. She looks back up at Peter's face, then back down to his crotch again.

Tom, still holding him as hard as he can, yells, "Honey, we need to do something, now!" Her mind was made up. She had no choice. She needed to protect her husband and daughter.

"Keep holding him, and sit him between your legs on the end of the bed. Make sure he can't move his legs, either," quipped Jill. Tom, confused, walks Peter over to the bed, and sits down with him between his legs. He wraps his ankles around Peter's, so he can't kick his legs.

"What are you going to do?" asked Tom.

"You'll see. Just hold him," Jill says, looking down at Peter's bulge.

Amanda, hearing all of the commotion, walks out of her room. With everything going on, she forgot she was wearing just a thong and t-shirt. She walks up to the door to see what is going on. She is a little confused, as she can see her dad holding Peter on the edge of the bed, arms up above his head, and his legs spread apart.

Jill kneels down between Peter's legs, as he is still yelling and trying to break free from Tom's grip. She reaches for Peter's belt, and starts to unbuckle it. Tom, seeing what Jill was doing, has a look of astonishment on his face. Is she about to do what he thinks she is about to do? Amanda had the same expression, as she secretly peered through the door. She unbuttons his jeans, slides his zipper down, and places both flaps to each side, exposing his bulge in his boxer briefs. Peter, still unaware what his mother is doing, is still yelling and still trying to break free. Jill pulls apart the slit in his boxer briefs, exposing Peter's cock. It is bigger than she thought. She reaches her hand in, and pulls his cock through, followed by his balls. She smiles, as she sees the birthmark on the head of his penis. She thought it was so cute when he was a baby. He also was shaved, which she loved.

She takes one more look at Peter's face, thinking if he only knew what she was about to do to him, and let out a devilish smirk. She lowers her head to his soft penis, and very slowly licks the entire length, ending with a gentle lick up the middle of his scrotum, letting it bounce down from the tip of her tongue. Peter is still unaware of what is going on, as he is still wrapped up in trying to get away. Jill grabs her son's penis, and sucks the head into her mouth. She keeps it there, hoping to stimulate him enough to get hard.

It works. She feels his cock getting harder, and decides to work her way down to it's base, making sure her tongue slides over his frenulum. With that, his cock grows up to full mast. Now she can get to work. She very slowly and sensually slides her mouth up and down his rock hard shaft, stopping every so often to lick and suck his balls. She can feel that her pussy is almost dripping out of her panties. She takes off her top, letting her beautiful tits swing, as she is pleasuring her son.

Peter's tone is starting to change. He is less aggressive, and is starting to let out little moans. He is now feeling what is happening to him. Amanda is still standing at the door, watching her mother absolutely destroy her brother. Is this really happening? Regardless, she is getting really wet. She sticks her hand down her panties, and starts to rub her clit. Jill is now picking up her pace, and slurping sounds start to fill the room.

With every slurp, Amanda's pussy is getting more wet. She starts to breathe heavily, letting out a little moan, as her mother's saliva is dripping down Peter's cock, down to his balls. Jill hears it, and shoots her eyes towards the door. She forgot Amanda didn't go out tonight. The damage was already done. She can see that she was just wearing panties and a t-shirt, and that she had a big wet spot. At that moment, Jill decided that she'll give her daughter a little justice, as Peter was especially mean to Amanda.

Jill locks eyes with Amanda, as a little smirk comes across her lips. She sensually licks the top of Peter's cock, before taking his cock back into her mouth, slowly making her way down. She breaks her stare as she hits the base, and sticks out her tongue to softly lick his balls. She starts to come back up, and locks eyes again with Amanda. Peter's lets out a loud moan, and right before Jill reaches his head, she shoots Amanda a wink. Amanda's jaw drops to the ground, as she can't believe what her mom just did.

Tom, still with a vice grip on Peter, whispers in his ear, " Don't worry, it's almost over." Peter, now in a pleasure trance, can only sit there, and anticipate his orgasm. With that, Tom looks at Jill and says, "Ok, finish him." Jill nods, and she starts to pick up her pace again. Tom wants Peter to get a better view, so he sits him up straighter. He can now see the back of his mother's head, as it's bobbing up and down, shooting pleasure all throughout his body. "I want to see it," Tom tells Jill. She nods, and she goes in for the kill.

Peter is panting now, as he is so close to exploding. Jill moves faster and faster, as once again, slurping sounds fill the room, and Peter moans louder and louder. He's had enough. Peter's eyes roll back into his skull, as a little smile comes across his lips. Jill feels his cock pulsate, and pulls it out of her mouth. As soon as his head pops out, Jill grabs it, moves to the side, and jerks it slowly, as ropes of cum start shooting out across the room, one after the other. Peter is now whimpering, as Jill yells, "Oh my God!" after every spurt.

Peter finally hits his last rope, and his head falls to the side against his father's shoulder. Tom can feel Peter's body go limp, and he now feels like a sack of potatoes. He has passed out, mouth gaping open on his father's shoulder. Jill licks his head, and slowly makes one more turn down his hard, spent cock. She takes it out, and whispers with a smile, "Who's the bitch now?" She makes another swirling lick around his cock head, and then gives it a soft, gentle kiss. She then lifts his spent cock up, and gives a soft kiss to each nut, before letting his cock flop back down.

Tom moves out from under Peter, and lays him down on his bed. Peter's is snoring now, as the most intense orgasm he's ever had was too much for his body to handle. They decide to strip him down naked. His spent cock and balls were glistening with his mother's saliva. She spots some more cum coming out of his slit, and bends down to lap it up with her tongue, squeezing to get the last drop. Amanda quietly goes back to her room, as Jill goes into the kitchen to grab some paper towels, so she can clean up the cum covered floor.

Jill and Tom both give Peter a kiss on the forehead, and leave the room to let their son sleep. With Peter audibly snoring through the walls, Tom and Jill, being so worked up, gave each other mind blowing orgasms. Amanda, being so turned on as well, finished herself off in her bedroom.

Peter will never live this down with his family, but, they did what they had to do.