Family Traditions Ch. 10

Literotic asexstories – Family Traditions Ch. 10 by Madadam90,Madadam90 Hello readers! I apologize for the long time in between chapters. I hope to update with more regularity! As always these chapters can be standalone but I suggest checking out the previous chapters. I hope you enjoy and am happy to listen to feedback!

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Chris stretched and yawned as his eyes struggled to open against the morning sun creeping into his room. It took him a few seconds to get his bearings straight – waking up in the rental house for the first time was a new experience. He felt the thin sheets wrap around his naked thighs and the smooth fabric gently slid across his natural morning erection; causing a brief moment of pleasure which brought his mind back to the events of the previous night. The family vacation had started off with a bang – well, almost – and the visions and feelings of his mother’s touch coaxed his hand down to his now fully erect penis. Chris adjusted his body and he pulled the sheets to one side as he debated whether or not he was going to get himself off. He had plenty of mental material but he also wanted to make sure he didn’t waste his loads – anticipating that there may be more fun to be had.

With his hand on his cock, Chris let out a heavy sigh. He told himself that it would only be a matter of time before either his sisters or his mom would be able to assist and now was not the time. Chris laid in bed for a couple minutes, wasting time while his morning excitement subsided. He could smell the coffee and the scent of baking coming from the kitchen so he decided to throw on a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top prior to his expedition towards the enticing scent.

He stopped by the bathroom closest to his room where he brushed his teeth and made sure he looked somewhat presentable. With each step towards the kitchen, the smooth feeling of his shorts caressed his still stirring cock; something that excited Chris but also made him walk a bit slower; not wanting to greet his family with a massive erection – yet.

On his approach to the kitchen; his ears picked up shuffling noises and what sounded like muffled voices. However it didn’t sound like a normal morning conversation and Chris couldn’t decide if he should be scared or intrigued. Lacking the proper attire didn’t give him the best opportunity for self defense so he was hoping his services wouldn’t be needed. In order to focus more on the sounds coming from the kitchen, each step Chris took was more calculated than the last but became a bit more hurried as began to think he could recognize what he was hearing. The sound of silverware falling into the sink startled him out of his concentration and just as he was about to turn the corner into the kitchen he heard his mother’s voice among the still running sink and bumped into kitchen appliances.

Reaching a point where he was absolutely positive he was hearing something intriguing; Chris became overly eager to see what exactly was going on. The last few steps of the journey were by hurried tip toes and a curious Chris poked his head around the corner as soon as he could. A gasp escaped his lips; the volume of which was so loud it froze Chris; momentarily believing he was caught. His heart nearly leapt out of his chest, his legs wobbled and almost buckled at the sight of his dad thrusting his hips rhythmically into his mom from behind.

There was something exciting about watching his own parents have sex even though the idea of any member of his family having sex took on a different meaning since he became involved in his family’s traditions. It was intimate and sexy – watching a private moment between two people he had experienced the same with. Chris felt his cock swell immediately and watching his parents fucking in the kitchen left him throbbing. Frozen and unsure of what to do; Chris stood and stared from behind the wall; wishing he had a better view than having to witness the act from where he was stationed. Feeling his cock pushing against his basketball shorts; Chris reflexively slid his hand down his shorts and nearly came at the first touch.

Since he could only see the deed from behind; his first focus was on his dad’s frame. Strong and in control, Nick grasped his wife firmly and Chris could tell his cock was hitting finding the right spots. Nick’s pajama pants were around his ankles and his legs held a solid foundation allowing him to penetrate as deep as possible. Chris watched as his parents’ bodies collided together in a sexual harmony that seemed as sexy as it was aggressive. It was impossible not to admire the shape of his fathers ass and legs; although it did make Chris a bit self conscious knowing his legs didn’t quite look the same. As Nick’s calves and glutes worked together to slide in and out of Tricia’s hole, he shifted his body more towards one side; allowing for Chris to get a better view of his mother.

Tricia let out small moans and occasionally a slight yelp when Nick thrust as deep as he could – which happened frequently. She was standing almost straight up against the counter, bent only slightly at the waist – her deep pink silk night robe pulled up to her lower back exposing her full, round ass and providing access to her beckoning cunt. Chris didn’t hesitate to begin stroking; watching his mother match his father’s thrusts; syncing with his speed. Nick had his left hand wrapped around her shoulders and Tricia’s reactions to it made Chris believe Nick was alternating between light air play and covering her mouth when she got too loud. Nick’s right hand kept the robe in place while he fucked his wife in the kitchen.

Chris couldn’t help but feel the urge to wander in, interrupt and join but his feet felt as if they were glued to the ground – he’d need to be content to watch for the time being. He slowly massaged his rock hard cock; knowing his excitement watching this unfolding scene before him would lead to a quick orgasm. His eyes were glued to the two figures writhing, pushing and pressing into each other; admiring his mother’s long legs and perfectly pedicured feet – standing on tip toes to allow her husband enough leverage behind her. Yearning to get closer for a better look – Chris had convinced himself that any noise would clue them in to his voyeurism and that would be the end of that.

Overwhelmed and needing to be touched; Chris decided to free his member and his cock sprang out from his now soaked shorts; a long strand of pre cum dangled off the head which Chris noticed and used a finger to scoop before it fell. Now leaning with his shoulder into the wall; Chris cupped his tightening balls with his left hand and plunged his pre cum covered finger into his mouth; tasting his own excitement. Using the excess saliva to wet his fingers and palm; Chris rubbed the head and underside of his shaft allowing his hand to glide swiftly over his member.

His focus returned back to the kitchen when Tricia’s moans became quicker and louder; her round ass jolting backwards and meeting Nick’s movements. The sound of their bodies slapping together and Nick’s balls now visible from behind with his wider stance allowed Chris to get a better view even from his vantage point. Chris saw his dad grip and pull Tricia closer to him; his movements getting more compact but with greater force.

Chris’s mouth was watering; wanting nothing more than to participate. He pictured himself doing the fucking while his mom wrapped her lips around his dad’s cock; his mind racing with different scenarios. He thought back to the restaurant bathroom where he fucked his own mother while a complete stranger looked on and shot his load in front of them. A few months earlier, like most people, Chris wouldn’t want to believe his parents even had sex let alone catching them in the act and now here he was about to shoot a massive load while watching his parents fuck.

The adrenaline was pumping and Chris knew he didn’t have much longer. Judging by his parent’s change of pace; Chris believed his dad probably felt the same.

“nnnnnggggh…babe….I… I…,” Tricia’s voice was halted and interrupted with each pump of Nick’s hips as she tried to form coherent words from her groans and grunts.

Seemingly no longer worried about the noise; Nick brought his left hand from around Tricia’s neck and shoulders and situated himself directly behind his wife. Now with both of her husband’s hands squarely on her hips; Tricia bent down further and kept herself steady by clutching the sides of the sink.

“Yeah? Tell me…” Nick exhaled his words, focused solely on what was about to happen and his wife in front of him.

“Fuck, baby. I’m close.” Tricia got her words out and a wide eyed Chris sat in awe watching his mother brace herself for her orgasm.

Chris ran his tongue over his palm; lubricating it as much as possible before he increased the speed of his strokes; now unaware and un-phased by the noise his own masturbation was making.

“Cum on my cock, baby. That’s it. Take it. Fuck… I can feel it…” Nick, clearly getting to the point of no return; focused his thrusts and firmly grabbed his wife’s hips pulling her into his hard thrusts.

Chris bit his lip and clutched his cock in his hands, wanting to time his own climax with his fathers. He didn’t need to wait long.

“ohhhhhhh fucccckkkkkkk…. Nnnnnnnnnnnggghhhhh,” Tricia’s body shook and clenched up first; her muscles spasming – flooding her body with pleasure. She flung one hand from the support provided by the edge of the sink to her mouth but couldn’t get there before her pleasure echoed throughout the kitchen. Trying to gain any control of her body and with varying degrees of accuracy; that same hand shot down to her breasts, awkwardly pinching and pulling at her nipple with as much grace as she could muster in order to add any additional pleasure to an already overwhelming climax

Instead of trying to cover his wife’s mouth, it was clear Nick was past the point of no return himself. “That’s it… that’s it… tha…. Fuuuuuuuuuck” Chris heard his dad announce his own orgasm through gritted teeth and a guttural roar as his balls emptied. Nick’s ass and legs flexed as he pushed deeper inside his wife; the outline of his muscles pressed tight against his skin – a sight Chris found himself admiring greatly, much to his own surprise. Tightening his grip, Chris felt his cock twitch while he watched his father erupt inside his mother.

Nick’s legs locked while his movements slowed and then came to a stop; his cock shooting rope after rope of spunk into Tricia’s still clenched pussy.

“I wonder what that tastes like…” Chris thought about licking his mother’s warm, wet snatch until she came and after watching his father fill her up; the idea of tasting the combination of them both finally sent him over the edge. He closed his eyes and imagined his tongue swirling across his mother’s swollen button and down her cum covered lips. He bit down hard on his lip when he felt his own balls tighten and with one last stroke; his cock twitched and exploded with a climax that nearly took him off his feet. His hand was covered with his own semen and he would have heard the rest hit the hardwood floors if it wasn’t for his own audible groans of ecstasy. He felt brief panic when he realized his increasing volume but couldn’t contain his euphoria any longer.

Nick and Tricia stood in place; their bodies still close as they held on to each other, reveling in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Nick’s softening cock still buried inside Tricia’s snatch while they both caught their breath.

Chris regained some semblance of self control and took a step back; making sure he didn’t give himself away just yet. He stood in the hallway, his shorts still pulled down around his knees, staring blankly at the amount of cum he now needed to clean up. Instead of addressing his mess; he peaked around the corner once more- just in time to watch his father pull his cock out of his mother.

Tricia moaned as she felt Nick slide out of her still soaked pussy. As Nick’s cock slipped out; some of his cum followed; plopping down on the kitchen floor between them. Tricia turned around and gave her husband a kiss and they both shared a brief chuckle following words Chris couldn’t make out. The two adjusted themselves – Nick pulling his pajama pants back up and Tricia, putting her panties back in place and pulling her night robe back down, over her shapely ass.

Chris couldn’t decide if he should walk in like nothing happened or give it a few minutes. He used his mouth to suck up the cum on his hand; something he found new and a bit strange but increasingly sexy. The salty taste of his climax swirled around in his mouth and he felt his cock stir – surprising himself with how turned on he still was.

Taking a few quiet steps back, Chris decided he’d go back into his room and take a few minutes before facing his parents. He tip toed quietly, attempting to finish off his impromptu trip to the kitchen without making any noise. The walk back was swift but calculated; moving on his toes to minimize noise but his mind kept replaying what he just saw. Entering his room and closing his door softly; Chris initially sat on the edge of his bed still processing everything he witnessed and his heart was still beating at a quick pace.

Placing a hand on his cock through his shorts; he felt how wet he had made them; a mix between his precum and cum left a large noticeable dark spot against the red athletic fabric. He let his hands linger on his covered but still active cock; the feeling of the wet, slick fabric sliding across the tip gave him goosebumps and a familiar stirring.

When Chris got back to his room, he exhaled and fell back on to his bed, staring at the ceiling and after a couple minutes, he sat back up and decided to take a shower to get ready for the day; regardless of how flustered he still was. A knock on his door caused him to jump a bit and he responded as such.

“Oh… uhhhh… yeah? What’s up?” Chris answered as normally as he could.

“Oh, morning, Chrissy.” Tricia’s voice came softly through the closed door.

When Chris heard his mother’s voice; the nervousness only seemed to increase, feeling as if he had just been caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“I just wanted to check in to see if you were awake. Your dad and I were going to get going in an hour or so. Didn’t know if we needed to leave a note or whether or not we’d see you.”

“Oh; sorry. Yeah I’ve been up for a bit; just being lazy before showering.” Chris replied

“No worries, hon. Your dad is about to hop in the shower; did you want me to make you something for breakfast?”

Chris’ mind was focusing on the fact he had just watched his parents fuck only a handful of minutes prior to this conversation. His cock began to swell as he thought that his mom must still be full of cum as she was talking to him; an idea that sent all the available blood straight to his groin.

“Uhhh… n..no that’s ok. I’ll get something when you guys head out.”

“I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t hear you. Can I come in? Are you dressed?”

Chris felt his face get red and he felt his cock pressing against the soaked fabric of his basketball shorts. He couldn’t say no; but he knew his body would betray him.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah. That’s fine.” Chris had barely stood up to open the door before Tricia took the initiative and let herself in. Upon hearing the door open and realizing his cock was harder than he realized; Chris internally panicked and tried to turn his body away from the door. He went to sit straight back down on his bed and tried to hide not only his erection but also the massive dark patch of cum soaking his shorts.

Tricia peeked her head in the room and seeing Chris’ red face and awkward positioning piqued her motherly interest. She didn’t plan on coming in but her maternal instinct must have kicked in and wanted to follow up; entering the room and pulling the desk chair to closer to her but didn’t sit down.

“You ok, Chrissy? You look flushed.”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah. Sorry; just felt a little dizzy after waking up but I’m feeling better”

With a concerned tone; Tricia followed up. “Oh no. You need anything? Want me to bring you some water or toast? Fruit?”

“Thanks, ma. I’ll be alright. I appreciate it. It was just something that hit me as I got out of bed this morning”

Tricia moved closer to Chris; her silk robe still clinging to her curves and her cleavage showcasing the shape of her breasts with the help of the cinched belt. Chris let a gasp escape his lips watching his mother coming towards him knowing she was only going to get closer.

“Let me feel your forehead.” Tricia’s touch sent a shock through Chris’ entire body and he felt his balls jump and cock pulse. Chris tried to avert his eyes, wanting to be respectful of his mother who, as far as he knew, was trying to help. His hand didn’t move from his lap and as natural as he was trying to look; his body was stiff and afraid to move.

Tricia kept her hand on Chris; moving it around his face- attempting to make a motherly diagnosis. She looked down at her son and noticed him squirming and his hand suspiciously unmoved from the position on his lap. The family had become so close and while they certainly weren’t nudists by any measure; her choice of clothes around the house around the family was usually relaxed.

Feeling her cum filled pussy tingle; Tricia removed her hand from her son’s face; taking the opportunity to caress his cheek as she stepped back and sat in the desk chair a few feet away from her son. She watched as Chris failed to make eye contact but instead focused on the floor and Tricia’s feet.

Trying intently to hide his erection and the dark stain covering his shorts; Chris knew he was fighting a losing battle especially now that his mom was sitting only feet away from him.

Tricia could see the obvious and thought about her next step. She considered leaving her son to his own devices but her body was begging her to stay and go ahead with her developing feelings. She crossed her right leg over her left; the short pink robe riding up exposing more of her legs and her right foot dangled perfectly in front of Chris.

“You seem flustered, baby. Can I help?” Tricia’s smooth voice quietly asked her son.

“I’m just uh… very distracted. I’m sorry. I was going to the kitchen a bit ago but heard something going on so I just came back here…” Chris stared at his mother’s smooth legs, her perfectly pedicured foot seemingly beckoning him towards her. He knew he’d have to either explain his current state or lie; however he knew the latter option wasn’t in the cards.

Tricia clicked her teeth and let out a chuckle while at the same time a jolt of electricity rocketed through her body as she realized her son watched her get fucked just minutes prior.

“Ahhhh,” Tricia smiled. “I thought I heard something but uh, well I guess I was a little preoccupied. Did you see anything or just turn around right away?”

His mother’s question caught him off guard. He wasn’t sure if confessing everything would ruin the moment and as he started to answer; he noticed his mom uncrossing her legs and pulled her robe up slightly; exposing a thin strip of fabric covering her slit.

Chris couldn’t help but lock his eyes between his mother’s legs. His cock now strained against his shorts and heart beating nearly out his chest. His mind raced with the image of his father releasing his seed inside his mother moments earlier; watching them cum together while he stroked his cock to completion.

“I…,” Chris started to respond and realized he was gawking at that point; looking to see where his mother’s eyes were.

He nearly choked on his words seeing his mom staring directly at him, one eyebrow raised and biting her lip; the same look he had seen a few times since their relationship expanded.