Hole in The Wall

Literotic asexstories – Hole in The Wall by NewIn57,NewIn57 I’ve been poking periodically at this story for a couple months, mostly looking for a vehicle to touch on a few specific kinks that are near and dear to me. I was always unsure of where it might belong, though. It didn’t feel like it rightly, fully belonged in the Fetish arena and, though it includes sex between family members, the story really isn’t so much about the incest.

Then I saw that the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2024 was happening and it seemed to fit. The story is initiated by, motivated by and advanced by instances of voyeuristic and quasi-exhibitionist events.

So… This is my humble entry to the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2024. If you like it, please let the judges know by voting

Thanks!

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My name is Amy, not that my name matters. I grew up poor in western Pennsylvania, the only child of Dave and Linda, two loving, hard-working parents who gave me all of what little they could. We live in an old house, barely secure from the winter winds, barely able to retain the heat that our old wood stove can provide. Everything we have we have because we worked hard for it and, so, we truly appreciate everything we have. The only thing we didn’t have to work for was our love for each other.

I’m a student at the local community college, studying to be an HVAC technician. It’s not a glamorous profession but it’s one that will keep me comfortably employed for life, especially here in rural Appalachia. I’m still at home, in my old room, saving money to pay tuition and, eventually, I hope, to have enough to live in my own place.

One night I was lying in bed with the lights off, reading on my Kindle. My closet door happened to be ajar, and I noticed a light just below the level of the hanging clothes, about three feet off the floor. For context, it’s helpful to know the history. Years before, when I was 12, a roof leak had destroyed the drywall between my parents’ bedroom closet and mine. Daddy couldn’t afford to replace the drywall, so he fashioned a wall of sorts by nailing to the studs a series of wooden slats he’d ripped from the old milking stalls in the barn. Some of the slats had good-sized holes in them from various old hooks and knots, all of which he sealed with caulk and plaster. It was supposed to be a stop-gap fix, but it ended up being permanent as there was always something more important to spend money on. And, besides, once we painted the slats and hung up our clothes and closed the closet doors, there was no longer a real problem to solve.

So when I saw the light, I sort of knew what had happened and, on investigation, I saw that, sure enough, one of the caulk plugs had fallen out, leaving a hole about the size of a dime. I peeked through to find that I could see quite clearly into my parent’s room through their open closet door. The hole could have been there for years and, if so, I’d probably never noticed it before because it was obscured by my clothes when I was standing and by my closet door when it was closed, which it usually is. I made a note to tell Daddy in the morning.

A few minutes later, though, I heard my parents go into their bedroom and I just couldn’t help myself. I knelt and peeked through the hole and watched as they undressed. They’re both in their late 40’s but hard work has kept them in pretty good shape. Mom is petite like me, about 5′ 2″, 105 pounds, short blond hair and, now, I could see that, naked, she was stunning. Her breasts were full with no sag and with large nipples surrounded by light pink areolas; her belly was flat; her ass was taught as a gymnast’s. She had a natural bush that matched her hair and though it wasn’t groomed like mine, neither was it wild. My mouth watered at the sight.

But it was Daddy who shocked me. To say he was fit is an understatement; he has a remarkable body — 6′ 2″, slim but heavily muscled in the way that’s attained only by men used to hard, honest, daily work. I’d seen him shirtless often enough to know that. But, oh my! He had the most beautiful penis I’d ever seen. It was long and thick and heavy and I swear it belonged on a pony, not on a man. He walked to the closet to pick out a shirt and I was mesmerized by the monster dangling just a few feet in front of my face. I wanted to reach out to touch it, to feel it, and I almost moaned in frustration when he selected a shirt, backed away and closed the closet door.

A generous person would say I wasn’t innocent; a less generous person would say I was relatively experienced; an honest person would say I was a slut — I’d have sex of any kind with any one at any time. I was nineteen and I’d been with eight or nine men and at least as many women and I’d loved every bit of all of it. My only requirement in a lover was cleanliness and mutual consent and, once that was assured, I had no limitations or inhibitions.

My previous two partners, though, had not been so liberated. I lost them both on the same night when my girlfriend walked in on me while I was pegging my boyfriend. Neither knew about (or approved of) the other and, also, my girlfriend was really pissed that I’d “borrowed” both her strap-on and her favorite dildo! It was a few months later that I found the peephole and I’d been self-servicing with vibrators and dildos almost daily since then while I waited for the next partner to hit the radar.

So, anyway, I decided to NOT tell my father about the peep hole after all. Instead, I waited for another look at that giant cock. I watched for opportunities over the course of the next few weeks, and I was sure to keep my closet doors closed when my bedroom lights were on so that they didn’t discover the hole the same way I did. It was helpful, too, that I could recognize peeping opportunities from a distance — if the hole was lighted, it meant their bedroom lights were on and their closet door was open — so I spent many hours lying in bed with my lights off, waiting for the hole to light up. I think I watched every time they dressed, and I don’t know how many cums I had, rubbing myself off while staring at Daddy’s dick.

I got extra lucky for the first time on a Saturday afternoon, about six weeks after I’d discovered the hole. I didn’t know where Mommy was but Daddy was in the bedroom. To date, most of my peeping was at night but I figured it would be safe enough to peep during the day since there’d be no chance of light leakage. I went to the closet, hoping against hope that their closet door was open and, yes, thank God!, it was. Daddy removed his shirt and folded it across the back of the chair on his side of the bed. Then his pants. Then his underwear. I’d seen this a dozen times by now but, still, I felt my pussy tingle as the underwear slid down his thighs, exposing that beautiful penis. I expected him to walk away — to the shower most likely — but, instead, he lay down on the bed, on his back, and began to slowly stroke himself.

I almost cried out as my pussy drenched and my clit started to swell. I moved quietly out of the closet to remove my shorts and my now-soaked panties and, just as quietly, snuck back into the closet, on my knees, one eye glued to the peephole and both hands glued to my dripping cunt.

I watched as his cock slowly engorged. It took a long time for him to become fully erect as he slowly, patiently masturbated himself. My Lord he was enormous — easily ten inches and as thick as my forearm. His large fist didn’t even cover half the length and just barely wrapped all the way around the shaft. I was panting as quietly as I could, afraid that he would hear me, and I was grateful that it was a windy day and that the wind gusts covered up my heavy breathing. The first and second fingers of one hand were sliding between my labia, my engorged clit trapped between them, keeping pace with his stroking, me imagining it was his dick, not my fingers, sliding the length of my slit. My other hand time-shared between my nipples and my dripping hole; soon enough, my tits were as slick with pussy juice as were my thighs.

I knew I’d cream the instant I saw the seed spray from his dick. My need was so urgent that I begged him to hurry, to cum now, to let the jiz fly, but he just kept stroking, taking his time. At one point he seemed to be close, his pace increasing, the urgency clear on his face, and I pressed my button, ready for my release, but he removed his hand at the last second and waited for his dick to stop twitching. Then he resumed, slowly lightly stroking.

My God! He was edging! The bastard was edging but I needed to cum NOW. Oh, for the love of God I needed to cum!

It was then that I heard the unmistakable sounds of a woman on the verge of climax. He looked over to the corner of the room and smiled and I realized what was happening — he was edging to porn and – thank God! – the woman he was watching was about to cum. Maybe he would come with her! I held off, waiting to see him spurt.

The woman suddenly cried out, clearly in orgasm and I glued my eyes (eye?) to the tip of his cock but, still, he kept up a slow, steady pace while watching his porno. The woman’s orgasm drew to an end and then, strangely, he spoke to the TV, asking it to open the window for some air. He rolled onto his back as my view was blocked by the naked, panting woman who was now crawling between his legs on her hands and knees.

Holy shit! It was my mother who had been cumming in the corner. And, now, she was stuffing that huge cock into her mouth with her wet, inflamed, gaping cunt up in the air facing directly at me. It was a beautiful sight – her labia were distended and slightly open, showing her perfect, pink hole and her engorged clit hanging down towards the bed like a tiny penis, dripping cunt juice onto the bed.

It was soon pretty clear by the way she was rocking her head and pressing her face into his pubes that she’d somehow managed to get his entire cock into her mouth and down her throat. She brought him all the way out to lick the tip, then plunged him all the way in a second time. Daddy was starting to moan and to writhe on the bed. He put his hands on the side of her head and, while he didn’t force anything, she let him guide the pace that he wanted. One of her hands was on his scrotum, rolling his balls between her fingers. The other hand suddenly appeared between her own legs as she stroked herself along the length of her slit – from clit to hole, then back again.

“I’m gonna spew, Lindy! Oh, fuck, yes! Just like that. I’m boiling, baby doll!”

She backed off a bit, holding just the first three or four inches in her mouth, her one hand moving off his balls and onto to his shaft, stroking him fast.

“Yes! Yes! Oh! Fuck. Now, Lindy! NOW!”

Daddy started to buck as he squirted jet after jet into Mommy’s mouth. I pushed hard on my clit and my orgasm hit me like a brick. I could hardly keep my eye at the hole and Mommy could hardly keep up with the volume — her mouth was already full of dick; there was no room for cum — and, soon his shaft was thick with the cum and spit leaking past her lips. And, still he squirted a sixth then a seventh time as my orgasm intensified. Mommy took him out her mouth as the next few jets splashed onto his chest. Mommy kept stroking him as he started to grow flaccid, running her thumb along his urethra, milking him for every drop he could provide. I plunged three fingers into my spasming hole and rode a new peak, trying not to scream.

She had just started to slurp up the puddle of cum on his chest when a gust of wind blew their closet door shut. I rolled onto my back and for the next 20 minutes gave myself to the waves of orgasms that were ripping through me.

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I was lucky again the very next day. My parents had just come back from church — a ritual that, thankfully, they never forced on me — and I snuck to the closet and closed the door to watch them change clothes.

“Is Amy home?” asked Daddy as he took off his suit coat.

Mommy left the room, and I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I checked and, yes, the closet door was firmly closed. After a few seconds, another knock and I heard the bedroom door creak open and click closed.

“She’s out. Do you want to play.” Mommy responded after returning to their bedroom.

They undressed and hung up their “Sunday best” but, instead of dressing, Mom walked over to Daddy and, caressing his dick and balls, pinched off a drop of precum and rubbed it on her lips. They kissed, lovingly and gently, then Daddy lifted Mommy off the ground and carried her to the bed.

The most notable thing about the start of their lovemaking was how tender and loving and patient it was. My history with sex had been otherwise — it had been about want and need and urgency, about orgasmic pleasure and mutual sexual release. Even now my cunt was soaked and it craved attention but, for the first time in my life I was witnessing something more beautiful and more worthy than that. I was determined to watch and to learn.

They spoke softly as their lips grazed each other’s faces and ears and necks. Mommy was clearly in heat but she took the time to stroke his face and his back as he kissed along the curve of her neck. Her arousal was evident and Daddy was obviously aroused as well but they each took the time they needed to kiss and connect. They paused now and then to whisper to each other, sometimes laughing, always sharing. Every once in a while, one would touch the other in such a way as to make them flinch or to giggle and even that was a shared thing that hurried nothing along. In fact, their shared patience and shared arousal seemed to be the whole point.

Daddy leaned down and sucked one of Mommy’s nipples into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue., making her gasp. Mommy reached between his legs and grazed the length of his dick with her fingernails, making him quiver. He rolled her other nipple between his fingers, and she responded by pushing his head down towards her crotch

He took his time. First, his fingers found her, wet and wanting, and he teased her clit and circled her hole as he kissed his way down her belly. His hand was partially blocking my view, but I could see that her clit had emerged, standing proudly out of its sheath, clearly visible above her outer labia and matted pubes. It was pink, puffy, gorgeous and it made my mouth water anew. She pushed a little harder and he slowly, gently licked at her labia and flicked the tip of her clit as he pumped a finger into her, finding her G-spot. She spread herself wide, holding herself open for him and said “Eat me, Davie. I want your tongue.”

He lowered his face and gave a long, slow, steady lick from hole to clit as she cried out her pleasure. I have no idea what he was doing after that — my view was blocked — but Mommy loved it! She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into herself as she started to beg.

“Eat me, Davie! Yes! Yes! That’s so good! Oh, God! I neeeeeed this cum! I’m right there. Right there. Fuck me with those fingers, Davie. Oh, my God, give me that fucking tongue!”

Daddy pulled back for a second, just enough that I could see him slide in a second finger and increase the pace with his hand. Mommy started to whine and again pulled him into her — HARD into her — as her first orgasm slammed into her.

“Oh my God it’s so good, so good, so fucking good!” she panted, her head thrown back, her fingers convulsing on the back of Daddy’s head, her legs shaking uncontrollably on Daddy’s shoulders and upper arms, her heels pushing into his back.

I saw Daddy move his mouth higher on her vulva and I guessed that he was attacking her clit and, from Mommy’s response, I was right. She screamed a high-pitch plaintive cry as her orgasm spiked again. She was beyond speech now, uttering inarticulate wails of pleasure and lust. Her arms were flopping uselessly beside her, hands smacking pointlessly into the mattress as every part of her below the shoulders convulsed. Her mouth was open, her eyes rolled back, as she rode wave after wave of punishing pleasure.

I’d never even imagined an orgasm could be that beautiful.

My own orgasm tore through me just then. I hadn’t touched myself but I was suddenly cumming, too. A big one. A fucking huge one. I had no time to muffle my scream and, thank God, Mommy was screaming even louder than I was and Daddy’s ears were between her legs. I came down quickly only to discover that my pants were soaked through and I was kneeling in a puddle of my own juices.

Daddy kept eating Mommy who, by now, was in an almost continuous state of orgasm, having one cum after the other, each bigger than the last, and I couldn’t stand it anymore. I slid my hand down my pants and gave myself another huge one. Then another. I hoped to God they didn’t hear me but I was beyond caring.

Mommy eventually tapped out and Daddy slid up beside her, patiently waiting for her to collect herself. He gave her a soft, sensuous kiss, then an evil smile, as he reached down between her legs and pressed all four fingers of his right hand into her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit.

She didn’t make a sound as her back arched, her toes curled, her head titled back to stare at the headboard. Her hands each grabbed at the sheets and held on. He rolled her clit back and forth, back and forth, and she exploded. No warning, no build-up — just total mind-blowing, instantaneous orgasm. It was freaky. She didn’t move. She didn’t scream. She wasn’t breathing. She just lay there experiencing… what?

After what seemed like forever, she took a ragged breath and started to quiver — her legs, her torso, her arms. Daddy removed his fingers from her clit and cupped her vulva in his palm, giving a gentle squeeze once in a while but, mostly, just holding her vulva as she quivered. It was two, maybe three, minutes before her orgasm was finally, definitely over. All through it, she hadn’t made a sound.

Not until the end when she looked blankly at my father and said “I don’t even know what that was.”

Daddy lay beside her and let her snuggle against his chest. It took a few minutes but Mommy eventually recovered enough to lean up and give Daddy a soft kiss and a smile of thanks. I was sure that was it for the day, sure she’d kiss Daddy thanks and head to the shower. But no. She reached down and gave his cock a hard squeeze.

“Get this thing into me, Davie. I want fucked.”

She flopped onto her back and Daddy crawled between her legs. He lifted her butt off the bed and, with one smooth motion, slid himself all the way into her. She gasped. At the size? The pleasure? The power? I’ll never know. But when he started to slowly thrust himself in and out I almost gasped, too, Her belly bulged noticeably with each stroke. She was so tiny and he was so huge that you could literally track his dick inside her as it pushed her guts around.

He kept his strokes slow and even at first, clearly enjoying the warmth and wetness enveloping his cock. “Jesus, Lindy, I love your pussy. It’s so fucking hot. So fucking wet.”, he said as he picked up the pace just a tad.

She begged him for more. “Fuck me, Davie! Fuck me harder. Ram it into me.”

He began to pound her pussy, his pubic bone smashing into her labia with each stroke and she only begged for harder and harder. He responded with just that – harder and harder. It was now almost brutal how hard he was fucking her, how much meat he was ramming into this tiny woman. I was 15 feet away on the other side of a wall and I could almost feel the impact of each stroke. And, still, she begged for more, harder, deeper, faster.

The scream that announced her orgasm was almost scary. If we had neighbors it would have brought the police. Her entire body was convulsing, her head lolled to one side then the other, mouth open, eyes rolled back. Her only controlled movement was to thrust her hips up with every thrust, trying to get even more of that monster dick into her hungry, abused cunt.

Suddenly she was still again. She pushed Daddy aside and, facing away from him, curled into a fetal ball, her entire body a mass of quivering jelly. Daddy spooned her and, surprisingly, greedily, entered from behind, maintaining slow, gentle strokes as her quivering orgasm continued. He reached around her and rolled a nipple as her orgasm slowly intensified again. She moaned and he fed her a couple of deep hard strokes as she exploded yet again.

When her orgasm had run its course, he pulled himself out of her and, spooning her, he let her rest.

Thinking the show was over, I closed the closet door and returned, again, to my bed. I’d never been so aroused, never seen two people fuck like that. I could feel my juices running out of me and down my ass cheeks as I buried three fingers of one hand into my soaking wet cunt and tortured my burning clit with the other. My orgasm was quick and huge, stifled only by the fact that my fingers had stopped working. I pulled my vibrator from the nightstand and pressed it to my clit and started to cum again and again — a big, long, glorious chain of orgasms that hit me with wave after wave of the most exquisite pleasure. I was a sweating, panting, sloppy mess by the time I came down several minutes later.

I had rested for a minute or two and had recovered my senses when curiosity got the better of me. I moved back to the peep hole. Daddy was on his back and Mommy was climbing on top of him. My word! How can they continue?

Mommy couldn’t raise herself high enough to put him in, so she had to slide forward and stuff him into herself as she slid back down. But then, she started raising and lowering her ass, taking him almost all of the way out before slapping herself back down on him. And, again, I had to gasp; his dick was easily half the length of her torso, and she was fucking it into herself to the hilt like it was nothing.

She sped up her pace, clearly wanting to orgasm again and she said cryptically, “Don’t pull out, Davie. Cum in me and I’ll share. I promise.”

It took about 20 strokes before Mommy was clearly starting to orgasm again. Her strokes got shorter and easier to manage as her legs began to tremble. Mommy stopped stroking and lowered herself to his pubic bone, grinding her hips back and forth so the top of his cock would rake her clit, the tip obviously hitting all those delicious deep spots that all women crave. Daddy put his hands on her hips to stabilize her and to assist her movements while beginning his own upward thrusts, seeking his own well-deserved release.

“I’m gonna cum, Lindy! I’m gonna fill your belly!”

“Oh, God, Davie! Give me a minute. I’m almost there. Just one more cum. Please, Davie. Just one more.”

Daddy moved his right hand from her hips and pressed his thumb into her clit and Mommy was cumming hard about 10 seconds after that.

“Fill me, Davie. I want to feel your spunk.”

Daddy pushed himself as hard as he could into the shaking mess that Mommy had become and started pumping his load into her. “I’m cumming, Lindy. You’re getting it all.”

“God, yes! I can feel you pumping. I can feel it spraying.”

It took forever. He must have jetted a dozen times and, even after, he seemed to have a few more lesser squirts to offer. Mommy was coming down from her orgasm and gave him a look. He nodded.

I was stunned when Mommy climbed up over his shoulders, over his face. He opened his mouth as she spread herself open and let his load run out of her pussy onto his lips and tongue. I was shocked by the amount of cum– this couldn’t possibly be all him; nobody could cum that much. When Mommy felt the flow stop, she lowered herself onto his face as his tongue snaked out to gather even more.

“I promised you I’d share.”, she said. “Now it’s your turn.”

She scooted back down beside him and turned her face up as they shared a passionate, sloppy, cum-laden kiss, trading the load back and forth between them. By the time they were done, their mouths were empty, their genitals and faces were licked clean, and I was curled in the middle of my bedroom floor, experiencing the biggest orgasm of my life.

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Two weeks passed without another opportunity to spy. I had classes, they were working, people visited and, when there might otherwise have been a chance, they had their closet door closed. Until finally one evening when I happened to peek through the hole and saw Daddy naked in the bedroom doing some sort of prep. He lay a large beach towel sideways across the mattress about three feet below the pillow and toss a hand towel beside his pillow. Then he went to the bathroom and returned with a small bucket which, based on the way he treated it had at least a little water in it. He reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out a shiny metal object and a tube of something.

I realized quickly that he was lubing up a large steel butt plug. He got on all fours, reached around behind, slowly slid the plug into his ass, then stretched out on the bed. I had only half a notion what was up; I had a boyfriend (the one I’d been caught pegging, actually) who talked about his failed efforts to have a prostate orgasm. He raved about what he’d read online about MMO and super-o’s and auto-fucking and who knows what all and he spent a fortune on massagers and vibrators and wands, all to no avail. He loved ass play but could never cum from it. I pulled my clothes off while I waited to see what happened with Daddy.

It took less than two minutes to know the answer. Daddy lay on his side nearly motionless, occasionally shifting position slightly, occasionally squeezing the plug in his ass (I could see the handle move). Soon, he started to squirm, slowly arching his back and rolling his hips as the pleasure grew. It didn’t take long — a few seconds – when he entered into what looked like an epileptic seizure. His toes were curled, his arms were extended with his fingers spread into claws. He was moaning, crying, laughing, gurgling as his entire torso quaked and I was terrified for him.

Thirty seconds in, he suddenly came down, panting hard, trying to get air, only to be right back into the seizure a few seconds later. This must have been the prostate orgasm that had eluded my boyfriend. It was exquisitely intense, and Daddy was obviously enjoying it. Without any indication of why, it suddenly intensified; he suddenly looked like he was being electrocuted. He pressed the hand towel to his mouth and screamed a tortuous wail into only to draw a ragged breath and scream again. I suppressed the urge to run into his room to help him. But fifteen seconds later it stopped as quickly as it had begun, and he seemed fine. Tired. Panting. But fine.

He lay on the bed in the same position as before, his body limp, his penis still flaccid, as he worked to catch his breath. Thirty seconds later, he emitted a plaintive whine and began convulsing again. This one seemed to start at the extreme level of pleasure with which the previous had ended and he was crying out continuously, the towel forgotten, obviously in ecstasy, as he was consumed by another huge extended orgasm.

He rolled over to face away from me and the third orgasm started not more than a few microseconds after had landed on his right side. For some reason his left leg raised a few inches into the air and cantilevered there for the duration. Afterward, he lay there for a long while — maybe 5 minutes or so. I was sure it was over when the plug started to move again; his ass was fucking itself with the plug when the fourth orgasm crashed hard into him.

I may be entirely wrong, but this orgasm was clearly mind crushing. It lasted almost two minutes as wave after wave rolled over him, peaking four or five times, and when it was done, he lay there for several minutes before slowly sitting up to rest on the edge of the bed. He was a sweaty, disheveled mess and he had a wild, disoriented look in his eyes as he turned his gaze to the corner of the room. To Mommy’s corner.

She said something that I didn’t hear but he smiled and got back fully onto the bed as she walked naked towards him. He began stroking himself, trying to get erect, as Mommy raised one knee onto the mattress and casually pulled a plug out of her own ass, tossing it into the bucket Daddy had brought earlier. She then reached under the bed for a tub of lube — it looked like Crisco but I now know it’s called Boy Butter — and smeared a generous amount on his almost-erect penis, continuing to rub until he was fully and gloriously erect. Then, she climbed atop him and fucked that huge piece of meat into her ass, to the hilt, all the way into her bowels. My God! Her anus was stretched so fucking wide. I’d have been scared that I’d be ripped in two but then, this obviously wasn’t her first time.

“You’re so tight, Lindy. You okay?”

“My ass is pretty happy right now, Davie. I love the stretch.” She leaned down to kiss him. “I’m ready, big boy. Fuck that monster into my ass.”

She raised herself a little to give Daddy some room and he began thrusting the last few inches of his dick himself up into he at a furious pace — maybe two times per second. His hands raised to her chest and started pulling and twisting her nipples and her hands, both ot them, dropped to her crotch. I couldn’t see but it looked like one hand was plunger into her cunt while the other tormented her clit.

She was whining “Yes! Oh, yes! I’m cumming, Davie!”

She exploded. Her head rolled back, legs started shaking and she would have fallen to the side if Daddy hadn’t paused to catch her.

“Don’t fucking stop, Davie!”, she growld.

Daddy revved back up and Mommy exploded again, collapsing forward onto Daddy’s chest as he continued to pound into her ass. She pushed herself back vetical and started slapping his chest and shoulders. “Fuck me you bustard! Fuck me harder!”

Daddy clearly didn’t like being hit! He pulled her back down to his chest and rolled her over onto her back. He lifted her ass and began pistoning the entire length of his long, thick cock into his tiny wife. She squealed in delight then exploded yet again as her husband wrecked her bowels. It was a huge one; she was squealing continuously, shaking, convulsing and Daddy showed her no mercy.

But strong as he was, Daddy had worked hard. When Mommy’s cum had peaked, he slowed down to rest, ready I’m sure to resume should that meet with her disapproval. But Mommy was done. She put her hand on his face and said, “Yes! Yes. Please stop.”

Daddy pulled his still-erect dick out of her ass and lowered her to the mattress.

“Thank you, Davie. You always fuck my ass so good. It’s dancing right now!”

Hey snuggled for a few minutes while they recovered themselves, then Mommy asked, What do you want, Davie?”

“My balls are full, Lindie. I want to eat.”

Mommy said, “Okay, Davie.”

Then Daddy said, “Actually, Lindie, maybe you could get your glove first. I think I’d like that.”

Mommy got off the bed as Daddy rolled onto his back and raised his legs. Mommy reached between his ass cheeks and slowly removed his plug, then tossed it into the bucket beside her own, then she reached for Daddy’s hand towel and cleaned first his ss hole, then her own. The towel, too, went into the bucket.

She went to her nightstand drawer and pulled out a long, black rubber glove which, when it was on her hand reached all the way up to past her elbow. I recognized it; it was a fisting glove!

Mommy grabbed the tub of lube again and smeared it all over the rubber glove. “Raise ’em, Davie.”, she commaded and Daddy held his legs up, his hands under his knees. Then, Mommy slid a finger into his ass and started to massage his prostate.

Daddy was almost instantly moaning. ‘Oh, that feels so nice, Lindy. Oh, my! It’s do nice.”

Mommy stroked a few more times, then added a second finger, increasing her pace when she did so. Daddy started to squirm and whine. Literally whine.

Mommy added a third finger and rolled her hand right to left. Daddy exploded with a huge prostate orgasm, his entire body thrashing as she continued to abuse his prostate. He came down and nodded some sort of assent where-upon Mommy formed all four fingers and her thumb into a cone and started to push her hand into his ass. It didn’t slide, so she twisted and pushed and slowly fucked it in deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, her hand slipped all the way in; she was in his ass up to the wrist. Daddy — the strongest man I’d ever known — started to cry. “Oh, Lindie! That’s so good. Fuck my ass Lindie!”

Mommy made a fist and started to gradually roll her hand as she slid her amr in and out a few inches at a time. Daddy came apart. He was literally whispering like a little girl as his orgasm hit. He was convulsing, grunting, gurgling as the orgasm peaked, then suddenly stopped. Mommy had been fucking her hand into him and I saw that she was now halfway up to her elbow. He put hisheels on the bed and pushed, like he was trying to escape, but Mommy was relentless. She pumped her arm in and out some more and Daddy cried, Oh, my God, Lindie, it’s building again! It’s gonna be huge….”

And, again, he came. Hard. Frsntic. By the time he’d returned to this planet, Mommy’s arm was in his ass up to the elbow. She seemed to be allowing him to rest and he certainly needed to. “I’m so full, Lindie! It feels so fucking good!”

She started to move just a little and Daddy moaned. “Stroke me, Lindie. I want to empty my balls.”

Mommy wrapped her free hand around the shaft of his dick and gave it a few strokes and Daddy was pleased. This is what he wanted. “Yes, like that! I like that! I need to shoot.”

Mommy dropped his dick and grabbed his balls, pulling them harshly down as her arm resumed it’s vigorous thrusting in his ass.

“Oh, you fucking bitch!”, he screamed as his fourth orgasm tore into him. This one seemed to last forever and, hen Mommy finally let him stop cumming, he was laying limp on the mattress, barely moving. Mommy now had him at her mercy and I was sure she’d resume the attack on his bowels but, no. She’d had her fun. Instead, she slid her arm out of his ass, pulled off the glove and tossed it, too, into the bucket, and began stroking his cock in earnest.

“I’m gonna make you shoot, Davie! I want a big load this time!” The precum was pouring out of his dick, mixing with the anal lube as it ran down the shaft. Mommy’s hand was flying up and down and Daddy was starting to squirm again.

“I’m almost there, Lindy! All. Most. There.”

“Tell me when it’s time to lift. Don’t waste this, Davie. Don’t waste a fucking drop.”

“Oh, fuck. A few more strokes. A few more…. There! Now, Lindy! Now!”

Mommy dropped his cock as he raised his legs back up in the air, up over his head as Mommy slid in behind him, her knees against his shoulder blades, his butt against her chest. Daddy grabbed his penis and stroked frantically, his dick poised just inches above his face and just a second after he opened his mouth he started to pump rope after rope of cum onto his tongue, his lips, his face. He jetted a dozen times, spewing more cum than you can imagine, and when Mommy finally helped lower his legs, his face was covered in a mask of cum with even more dribbling from between his lips, onto his chin.

He lay back, still and patient, as Mommy used her fingers to squeegee the cum off his face and into his open, waiting mouth. When she had almost all of it, she leaned over and they shared a big, open kiss, swapping the load back and forth as their tongues intertwined. Some of it dripped out of her mouth, back onto his face; she slurped that up a second time and fed it to him again.

The kissed like that for several minutes and it was clear, by the end, they were no longer eating cum; that had been swallowed long before. They were now just two lovers sharing a passionate kiss, reveling in their love for one another and, I would imagine, grateful to have someone who accepted — maybe even shared — each other’s kinks. This latter observation was immediately confirmed.

“Thank you, Lindy!”

“Thank you, Davie!”

They got out of bed, picked up all the stuff and headed to the bathroom.

I’d watched all this without touching myself but that didn’t mean I didn’t need to now; my pussy was literally dripping as I moved to my bed and shoved my biggest dildo into my hungry hole.

What I’d seen the past two sessions was beyond my imagination — my father was an anally-receptive cum slut; my mother was a voyeur and a wonton, wanna-be dominatrix. I gave myself half a dozen orgasms before going to sleep that night. I dreamed all night about what I’d seen and gave myself three more cums before breakfast.

+++

I had the chance to spy a bit more in the next few weeks, but I had no new surprises. My parents had their kinks but the list seemed to be limited to those I’d already discovered. The one thing I noticed was that I never saw Mommy masturbate. I thought that strange given how sexual she clearly was.

I continued to leave the closet door open all the time at night when my lights were out. I could tell if their closet door was open by the amount of light emanating from the peep hole. I also began having fantasies about them watching me and then joining me. Whenever I’d masturbate, I imagined a different scenario — Daddy coming in to eat me; to stuff that monster into my cunt; into my colon. I wanted him in my mouth, to taste the jiz as it splashed onto my tongue, to swap it back and forth as it warmed up. I imagined Mommy’s mouth on my pussy, her fingers in my cunt; her pussy cumming on my face as I slurped up her juices.

Tonight was no different. I lay in bed sliding my biggest dildo in and out of my ass as my egg hummed away in my cunt. It was Daddy’s dick in my ass and he was fucking me slowly, smoothly, waiting for my body to respond. As usual, I aimed my cunt as the peephole, knowing that if someone were there that this is the view they’d crave. No! Knowing that my father is craving this view tonight. I had a thick pillow under my head, both so that I could see the light come on in their room and so that my imagined voyeur — No! So that my father could see my face when I came.

Within minutes I was on the verge; I redoubled my efforts, flashing Daddy’s dick into my ass with one hand while abusing my burning clit with the other. Daddy was fucking me so good! He was hitting me deep, pushing into my colon, as my sphincter gripped the shaft of his magnificent cock with all its might. My orgasm built quickly and before I was really ready, it struck.

“Oh, Daddy! I’m cumming! You’re making your little girl cum. Oh, God! Oh, God! Fuck me deep. Fuck it into me, Daddy! Oh, God, I’m cumming so fucking hard!”

My world was a jumble of flashing lights and electrical jolts as Daddy slammed his cock into my guts. I rode wave after wave of ecstasy until my arm gave out and Daddy stopped fucking me. I lay there, panting, trying to recover, when I saw light at the peephole.

I rested for a minute longer and tossed the dildo onto a towel beside the bed. I pulled the egg and turned it off, laying it beside the dildo. Then I went to the closet and put my eye to the hole to see who was in their bedroom.

I WAS STARING AT AN EYEBALL!

Oh, fuck! I was so busted! I jerked back from the hole and rolled from the closet, closing the door behind me. What the fuck was I thinking? What was I going to do? I hoped he’d been watching me but I never imagined he would know that I was watching him, too. And now he knew! He was going to be so fucking pissed!

There was a knock at the door and I turned away from the bedroom door, looking for something to cover my naked body. But there was no time. I heard the door open and I knew I was done for. There was nowhere to hide; nowhere to run; no way to lessen this. I turned to the door to face my father.

Instead, I faced my mother. She was naked. Her face was flushed with lust. Her nipples were erect. I looked lower and saw that her thighs were slick with her juices.

She walked up to me and quietly but firmly pushed me back onto my bed. I expected to be scolded, maybe even slapped, and I started to explain but before I could say a word, she knelt and buried her face in my pussy. I was stunned and I was about to push her away when her tongue hit just the right spot in just the right way at just the right time to instantly change my mind. I love being eaten and it had been a while — almost a year — since I’d had another woman between my legs.

Mommy’s mouth and tongue were exquisite; she had me moaning, back on the edge of orgasm, in less than a minute. She pulled her head back to look at me and we locked eyes.

“I want you to cum for me, Amy. I need you to cum for me.”

I didn’t know what to do. My mother was between my legs, about to go down on me, intent on making me her bitch, and there was nothing in the world I wanted more. I reached down between my legs and spread myself wide open for her.

“Eat me, Mommy! Eat me good and I’ll cum all over your fucking face.”

She buried herself in me, her tongue flashing in and out of my dripping hole. Her hands reached up to my tits, pinching and twisting my nipples when she sucked my clit into her mouth and bit down. I lost my fucking shit.

I felt the juices shoot out of my cunt and splash against her face and against my inner thighs even before the orgasm turned my head to mush. I was screaming in pleasure — literally screaming — as my mother plunged what felt like 40 fingers into my slippery hole and raked my cervix and G spot, all while her lips and teeth and tongue abused my poor clitoris. I pulled her head into me and pressed my heels against her shoulder blades, trying as hard as I could to get her head INTO my cunt.

My orgasm had peaked and was starting to ebb when I felt a new sensation. Mommy had picked up the dildo from the towel beside the bed and was feeding it slowly but relentlessly into my ass. No! She was feeding Daddy’s dick slowly but relentlessly into my ass. She lowered her tongue from my clit to my hole as the thumb of her left hand pressed hard on my clit.

She somehow managed to abuse my clit with her thumb, lick my hole and pump my ass with Daddy’s cock, all at the same time.

I managed to fucking explode.

When it was over, I was laying on the edge of the bed, exhausted, every part of my pussy on fire. Mommy was between my legs, her chin resting on my pubic bone, her eyes looking at mine, no doubt looking for signs of intelligent life. She had already pulled the dildo out of my ass and set it back on the floor.

As I recovered, I felt the urge return. I couldn’t believe it but I was still horny — crazy horny — and I told her so. “I want more, Mommy! Please! I need another cum!”

She stood up and walked to the corner of my room where I had a chair, covered in clothes. She pushed the clothes onto the floor and sat in the chair, then inserted my egg into her cunt. “Okay, sweetheart. I’m ready for your cum!”

My hands moved immediately to my cunt. I was so fucking turned on; my mother was going to watch me masturbate — was apparently going to let me watch her do the same — and I wanted to give her a good show. But I soon found that my clit and labia were a bit sore and I was having trouble getting a good start. Mommy was in the corner, casually running her finger up and down her slit, clearly getting into the mood but clearly waiting for me to take a leading role.

I leaned over to my bedside table and pulled out my trusty Hitachi Wand, and I flicked it on. I got off the bed and lay on the ground in front of her, my feet on either side of her chair, my cunt not more than five feet from her. I pressed the wand to my clit and turned it on. The orgasm slammed into me in less than 30 seconds. I heard Mommy gasp as it hit me and she plunged half of her hand into her sopping cunt as the other hand pressed hard against her labia and started thrashing.

I watched her masturbate as my orgasm peaked and subsided and she’d still not climaxed. I quickly changed the vibration pattern, just for something different, when she reached down and grabbed the vibrator from my hands, pressing it against her own clit. I didn’t begrudge her and, instead, lay back and spread my labia wide, lewdly displaying my gaping cunt. With my other hand, I extended a single finger to rolled over my clit. I was so aroused that’s all I’d need. I was immediately on the edge, and I felt a trickle of pussy juice run out of my twat and onto the floor. I pressed my button and started to cum, yet another huge one. I could feel my cunt clutching at the air, looking for a reason.

Her eyes were glued to my cunt and she started to shake, then whine, then — finally — reach her climax. She cried out and slid halfway off the chair as she first pressed the wand even harder into herself, then finally, dropped the wand as her cunt spasmed and her fingers rolled her clit back and forth. As I’d come to know, her orgasms were beautiful. They were even more so up close.

+++

We moved to the bed after her orgasm had subsided, and I helped her remove the egg. We sat cross-legged, facing each other, holding hands. This was the first time we’d been together like this but, like I said at the beginning of the story, I’d never, ever questioned my mother’s love for me, nor my love for her.

“How long have you been watching your father and I?”

“I don’t know. Close to a year. How did you know I was watching?”

“Sweetheart, you’re a lot noisier than you think!”

“How long have you been watching me?”

“I’ve been watching you for years. Since you were in high school. How do you think that hole got there?”

“For years?”

“Yes, Amy. For years. By the way, I always thought you should hook back up with Sandy once in a while.”

“She’s kind-of a bitch!”

“But she fucked you good!”

“You obviously like to watch.”

“I like girls, Amy. I like to watch them fuck. I like to watch them cum. I love to watch YOU cum. You’re beautiful.”

“I like to watch too, Mommy. It makes me horny. Is that all you like? Just to watch?”

“I like to eat pussy. Yours is delicious!” She paused. For effect, I suppose. “And I love to have my pussy eaten.”

She smiled.

I understood.

I nodded and Mommy lay back with her head on my pillow. She spread herself open, wantonly, as I’d done for her. “Eat me, sweetheart. Eat the pussy that birthed you!”

I grabbed my pillow and stuffed it under her ass, then lowered my face to her pussy. I paused to look at her; she was puffy and wet, her hole gaping wide open, framed by gorgeous, pink labia. Her clit was proudly erect, demanding attention. I ran my thumb over it and she squealed in delight, then she moaned in anguish when I didn’t continue. I moved my face an inch closer and inhaled; her scent was intoxicating. I got just a lit bit closer and took the tiniest lick at her hole, gathering just enough on my tongue to taste her. Sweet, salty, earthy, delicious.

I heard Mommy moan again. “Stop playing with your food, you teasing little bitch!” she said as she desperately pulled my head into her.

As my face buried in her wet, hot flesh, I was almost angry with myself. I’d gone far, far too long without a woman in my bed. Oh, Fuck! I loved this so fucking much! I took one long, hard lick the length of her slit, spread her open with my thumbs and merged my mouth with her pussy. She started to whine as my tongue snaked into her cunt but she screamed out loud when my tongue began to lash at her clit.

“Oh! Fuck! I’m gonna cum. Eat that pussy. Make me…. Aaaaggggghhhhh!”

She was shaking violently as her orgasm ripped into her. She was pulling my hair, pulling my face hard against her. She liked the clit — the tip of the clit — and she peaked again and again as I tormented that rock-hard bud. She was still cumming strong when I felt my tongue start to cramp. I pulled my face away from her pussy and slid two fingers of my right hand into her flooded cunt and thrashed at her clit with all four fingers of my left. She moaned in and put her own hand on top of mine, adding pressure, guiding me to the places she needed me to be.

Her orgasm eventually wound down. I slid my fingers out of her cunt and into my mouth, revelling in her taste. I couldn’t help myself. I lowered my face into her sloppy pussy and licked her to and through another orgasm.

My mother tapped out before I could get her off a third time.

“Mommy, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, sweetie. What’s up?”

“What’s it like to fuck Daddy? Is it as good as it looks?”

“He’s a very generous lover. If you’ve been watching us, you should know.”

“Yes, I know. But I mean — well, you know!”

“His cock?”

“Yeah. It’s so big. What does it feel like?”

“Well, Amy, it’s not about the size; it’s about the man it’s attached to.”, she said. “Though, to be honest, it does fill me up. I’ll never get tired of the stretch.”.”

I hesitated.

“I’d like to try a giant cock like that some day. Do you think Daddy would be willing? Would you let me? Would it bother you?”

“Not if I can be in the room. I’d love to watch him stretch your pretty little hole. And I know he’d be willing.”

“How do you know?”

“Because he’s told me so. He watches you, too, sweetie.”

My eyes widened. Yes! Of course he does!

“He’s watching us right now.”

I looked to the peephole but, of course, could see nothing.

“Go to him if you want. He’ll do whatever you ask.”

I walked with Mommy to her bedroom, my pussy flooding in anticipation. Daddy was standing naked in the middle of the room, his huge erection in his hand. It was pretty obvious by the look on his face and the amount of precum dripping down the shaft of his cock that he’d been stroking himself.

“Hi, Daddy! Can I come in?”

“Yes, sweetheart. I know why you’re here. Are you sure?”

I nodded and sank to my knees and took his dick in my hands. It was even larger up close that it looked through the peephole. It was easily a foot long and so thick that I couldn’t close my hand around it. Blue veins ran along his shaft; the head was so engorged it was almost purple. His ball sack hung heavily between his legs, like a bull’s.

I was suddenly a little scared. As much as I wanted that thing inside me, I wasn’t sure it would go in.

I leaned forward a little and tried to take him into my mouth. I couldn’t get more than the head and the first few inches before I felt like my jaw was dislocating. I knew I was biting him but my teeth had nowhere else to go. I tried to bob up and down, gradually getting another inch or two in before he hit my tonsils and I gagged. He put his hands on my face and slid himself out of my moth.

“Please don’t pull away, Daddy. I’ve been dreaming of this! I want it so much!”

“I know, sweetie. Me, too. But you didn’t come in here to give me a blowjob. Did you?”

“No, Daddy.”

“Why are you here, then?”

“I want fucked, Daddy.”

He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I could feel his cock pressed between us. He kissed me gently, not as a father but as a lover, as he slowly carried me to the bed. On the way, I saw Mommy settle into the chaise in her corner, holding a huge dildo and a bottle of lube.

Daddy lay me on the edge of the bed, then sunk to his knees between my legs. “First things first, little one.” He said, as he pressed his face into me. His whiskers scratched a little but not enough to hurt — just enough to remind me I was being eaten by a man.

“You have a pretty, little pussy, sweetie. I can hardly wait to fuck it.” He said just before he flicked his tongue over the tip of my clit.

“I’m ready, Daddy!”

“You taste good, Amy. Just like your mother. You get wet just like her.”, he said just before he snaked his tongue into my cunt.

I felt the tickle behind my belly button and I knew what that meant; my father had barely touched me and, already, my cum was inevitable. I heard Mommy gasp and glanced over as she pushed the dildo deep into her cunt. Daddy’s mouth latched onto my clit which he pressed and rolled with his tongue. The tickle intensified.

“You’re going to make me cum, Daddy! I want to cum on your dick. Please!”

He backed away and said, “You will, sweetie. I promise. But now you’ll cum on my tongue. Show your mother how pretty you cum.”

He lashed again at my clit as my cunt spasmed in orgasm. His tongue was like an electric prod and it sent wave after wave of energy coursing through my body.

“Daddeeeee!!!! Oh! My. God!”.

The pleasure was intense, exquisite. I heard screams from the corner and saw Mommy staring at me, pumping her dildo into herself, in the throes of her own huge cum and that intensified mine. I locked eyes with her, cummng with her, urging her on, as my orgasm suddenly peaked. I threw my head back and squealed and was stunned when my father backed away from me.

I opened my eyes just in time to see him press the head of that enormous piece of meat against my cunt hole. I was still cumming as he pressed himself into me.

Oh! Fuck! My pussy was being stretched to it limits! I was being ripped in two as he fed another few inches into my spasming cunt. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving me suddenly empty, then fucked himself back into me, deeper. My orgasm renewed itself; he wasn’t even halfway in and already he was fucking me to orgasm.

Deeper and deeper he went until I felt him against the back wall of my cunt. No man had ever hit there — my longest dildo barely reached — but he was still feeding dick into me.My orgasm reached new highs as I felt myself being stretch in this new way. Holy fucking God! It felt like Daddy’s dick was under my rib cage he was so deep and STILL he was pushing deeper, stretching my cunt mercilessly.

I couldn’t help myself — I started to wail as I finally felt his pubic bone against me. This was beyond anything I’d ever imagined.

“Jesus, Amy! You have a nice pussy! It’s so fucking tight!”, he exclaimed. “You feel so fucking good, little girl.”

I managed to get some air and said two words, as loudly and as clearly as I could. “HARDER DADDY!”

He needed no further prodding. My father began fucking me with long, hard, deep strokes, pounding his pubic bone into my labia, his balls slapping my ass.

“Oh, I’ll fuck you hard, you little slut. You just wait! You’ll beg me to stop!”

I was cumming continuously, harder than I’d ever cum in my life, harder than I ever imagined it was possible to cum, when I felt my mother beside me.

“Fuck her hard, Davie!”, my mother yelled. “Fuck that tiny little cunt!”

Mommy’s face was only a foot away from my cunt, her eyes locked on the dick flashing in and out of my cumming hole. I was exhausted and starting to come down a bit when Daddy pushed himself as far into me as he could and stopped.

“Amy! Sweetie! I can feel you cumming on my dick. I promised you, didn’t I?”

“Oh, fuck, Daddy! This feels so fucking good! Please don’t stop.”

“Oh, I have no intention of stopping. I just need some leverage.”

With that, he lifted me off the mattress and held me against his chest while he moved us to the middle of the bed. Laying me on my back again, he lifted my ass and started to pump himself into me.

“That’s better!” He said. “Now we can really fuck!”

What the hell did he mean by that? I’d never been fucked so hard or so deep or so well as what I’d just had. Mommy lay down beside me and whispered into my ear. “Your father’s going to fuck you until you beg him to stop. Until then, try to hold on to your sanity.” She kissed me on the lips and moved to the side.

Now THAT scared the shit out of me! What the fuck did she mean? It’s just fucking! Good fucking, yes, but it’s just OH! MY! FUCKING! GOD!

An atom bomb exploded in my brain as Daddy started forcefully pounding himself into me.

“You wanted to be fucked hard, little girl? Well, now you’re gonna get fucked!”

The orgasm came at me from all directions at once. I was aware of the cock pounding my poor little pussy but it wasn’t the center of my pleasure. I could feel my pussy being stretched wider and deeper than I ever thought possible and it felt incredible but neither was that the center. There was no center. There was just the orgasm, everywhere, growing in size and intensity as I gradually lost contact with my body.

I was no longer a girl having an orgasm. I WAS the orgasm, punishing the girl for her greed, for her lust. The pleasure wasn’t mine; the pleasure WAS me. I heard myself laugh, then scream, then cry out, then cry. The pleasure, the beauty, the hunger grew and grew and grew; it was an all encompassing energy that knew no bounds. I finally understood what Mommy meant; I was losing my fucking mind!

I forced my eyes open and was immediately slammed back into my shaking, sweating, panting, screaming body, my father above me, veins standing out on his neck, his face contorted with his exertions. I looked down to where were joined and I watched as my belly bulged with each stroke; it was obscene and I loved it.

Mommy was next to me alternately shouting “Fuck her, Davie!”, then, into my ear “Welcome back, Amy! Get ready!” I had no idea what that meant, then I felt her fingers on my clit and the cum spiked yet again! Oh, holy fuck It was both wonderful and brutal and it had finally become too much.

I got some air and yelled “Cum in me Daddy!”

He kept pounding.

“Cum in me, Daddy! I want to feel you cum!”

He kept fucking himself into me.

It suddenly occurred to me what to say. “Cum in me, Daddy. I’ll share! I promise I’ll share!

He lay on top of me and rolled us over, so I was on top. Mommy moved behind me, straddling his legs, as he started thrusting into me in small, fast, thrusts, keeping himself as deep as he could while still fucking.

It felt so good to have him that deep, hitting spots that had never been hit and I was stunned when my body began to quiver into yet more orgasm. “Not possible, no way!”, I thought, then the impossible happened. Thank God it was a small one! My body had had enough!

I felt Daddy bury himself in me and stop moving. “I’m gonna cum, little one! I’m gonna spurt!”

“I know what to do, Daddy!. Cum in my pussy. Cum inside me!”

I felt his cock pulse as the spunk hit the back wall of my cunt. Then another. Then another. I could feel the cum oozing out of my hole, around his dick, as my pussy filled with his seed. And STILL he continued to pump it into me.

Finally he stopped. Mommy cried out, “Don’t waste it!” as I lifted myself off of him and crawled over his face. I held myself open and let our combined juices drain into his hungry mouth. I poured out of me in one long stream. Mommy was behind me and had sucked his still-dripping dick into her mouth and was milking his urethra for every last drop. I lowered myself onto his mouth. His tongue snaked into my hole and he lapped greedily.

“Eat, Daddy. Eat it all.”

Mommy slid up beside me and kissed me on the mouth, sharing what she’d been able to gather, the taste of which exploded on my tongue. She gently pushed me off his face and kissed him, the two of them obviously swapping his load back and forth. Daddy reached his hand to the nape of my neck and pulled my lips to his, and we did the same. It was the most erotic ending to a fuck that I’d ever experienced.

We all three snuggled together, Mommy on one side, me on the other and we lay like that for several minutes before Dady stirred.

“Was it what you’d hoped for, Amy?”

“No. Noone can hope for that. It’s too much to ask.”

“Are you satisfied now?”

I thought for a second and decided without words something to the effect of “in for a penny, in for a pound.” And I said “No, Daddy! I have another hole that needs some attention!”

He looked at Mommy and they shared a laugh. She gave him a nod and a wink and he turned to me. “Like mother, like daughter, I guess…. Let’s get busy, little one!”

I uncurled myself from his side and slurped his dick into my mouth. It was flaccid and, this time, I was able to fit it in. Well… Most of it, anyway. I massaged his balls as I licked and teased the shaft and head, hoping I could get him erect. Mommy worked a different angle as she squatted over his face. “Eat me, Davie! I need a cum, too!”

Daddy pulled her down onto his face as I continued to work on his dick. Within a minute, I heard and felt Mommy start to shake and, after that cum was finished, she almost immediately entered the next. It was during that second, that I felt Daddy’s dick start to swell. I did the best I could but by the time it was half erect, I’d given up on the idea of keeping him in my mouth, let alone deep throating him like Mommy does. I held him in my hands and used my tongue as best I could.

She looked around and smiled! “Don’t feel bad, Amy. It takes some practice.”

She crawled off Daddy’s face, reached under the bed, and grabbed the jar of lube. Walking around to the foot off the bed, I felt one, then two greasy fingers slide into my ass, pumping in and out, as my anus relaxed ever so slightly. A little more lube, a third finger, and I was ready. And so was Daddy, it appeared.

“Are you ready, Daddy?”

“When you are, Sweetie.”

I slid up to straddle his waist and he positioned the tip of his cock at my shithole. I lowered myself only an inch before my anus was already stretched as far as it had ever been.

“Jesus, Daddy! I hardly have the head in!”

“We’re in no hurry! Take your time.”

I lowered myself a little more and felt the myself stretched to the absolute maximum, the skin of my anus was as taut as it could get. Luckily, I was also at the widest part of his cock, just a few inches below the head. So, now, it would be a different challenge.

Mommy was right there, as always. “You doing good, sweetie. How does it feel?”

“It’s fucking amazing, Mommy.”, I said as I slid in another few inches and then, I felt an obstruction.

“How far in, Mommy?”

“Halfway, sweetie!”

Holy fuck! My ass was already full, and it was only half in?

“I’m at the bend. It won’t go.”

“Take your time. Gently.”

I raised myself a few inches, then slid him back in. Still no go. Out again, then down. Same thing. I bounced a bit as I rolled my hips, trying to find an angle that worked and, finally, I felt a little pop. The head of his dick was past the bend and nestled into my sigmoid colon. It felt wonderful.

“I made it Mommy! Watch this!” In one smooth, continuous motion, I lowered myself onto my father’s dick all the way to the hilt. His mammoth cock was embedded in my ass and into my colon and it felt fucking great.

“You’re in me, Daddy! All the way in!”

“Yes, I know. It feel really nice!”

I leaned over and kissed him and started to fuck him. Slowly.

“This feels so good, Daddy! I so fucking love this!”

I let his cock stay deep for the first few minutes but eventually let it slide back out of my sigmoid. Things were more relaxed now, and there was no difficulty reinserting his entire length. I fucked him with long strokes, reveling in the sensations, wishing now that I also had something in my pussy. How good would THAT be, I thought.

“I think I’m ready, Daddy. Please fuck my ass! Fuck me like you fuck Mommy.”

I hovered above him as he started to thrust into me. It was divine! I moved a hand from his chest to my pussy and rolled my clit back and forth in rhythm with his thrusts. Mommy lay down beside us and started to masturbate, sliding her big dildo into her own ass, also timing her movements with Daddy’s fucking.

“Your asshole is tight, sweetie. I’ve never felt anything so tight. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m better than okay, Daddy. I’m going to cum hard on your dick in about 30 seconds!”

I felt the old, familiar itch and said, “I’m close, Daddy! I’m so fucking close.”

He increased the pace as I pressed harder on my clit and, yes, the orgasm was glorious. My father was fucking my ass, making me cum, while Mommy lay beside us, watching. I was in heaven. Mommy was trying furiously but couldn’t get over the top and I knew there was only one decent thing to do. My cum over, my curiosity satisfied, I said, “Thank you, Daddy!” and I slowly raised myself off of him. Jesus! I felt so empty!

Mommy saw me get off Daddy and she looked at me with love and gratitude. Yanking the dildo out of her ass, she took my place on top of Daddy and I watched, astonished, as he stuffed himself to the hilt, in one smooth quick motion.

“Aaaaaggghhhh! It’s so good, Davie! I need this, Sweetheart. I’ve never needed it more.”

Daddy fucked her with abandon. Mommy responded with one explosive orgasm after the next. I was tempted to join in, to get myself off yet again but, no! I was satiated and I so much loved to watch them. They loved each other totally and fucked each other brilliantly and I knew that THIS was what I would eventually want in my life, with my lover, whomever he or she might be.

It wasn’t long before Daddy started to pant. “My balls are boiling, Lindy. Are you happy, yet?”

“Oh, fuck yes, Davie. You can shoot!”

Daddy started fucking her with short little strokes, just as he had with me.

“Don’t waste it, Davie. Where do you want to squirt?”

His eyes were wide open and I could tell he was on the edge, that he was trying hard to NOT spill his load until he’d answered Mommy’s question. I could tell it was a lost battle.

“I’m cumming NOW, Lindy! Get off! Get off!.”

Mommy slid up and off his dick, straddled his chest, trying to move higher, as the first rope of cum blasted out of Daddy’s dick and splashed onto her lower back. She slid even higher as the second jet missed her and hit his chest and stomach. Mommy had spun around by the third and it hit her in the face. Her lips wrapped around the head of his convulsing dick; the rest of his load went into her mouth.

She milked him dry, then turned around and fed him his load. He kissed her greedily, then licked the cum off her face and kissed her again. She lay onto top of him and I could see that both had forgotten the first jet.

I walked quietly to the bed and slurped Daddy’s cum from the small of Mommy’s back and the crack of her ass. I kissed her, then him, then went back to my room, leaving them to enjoy each other. I took one look through the peephole before going to bed; they were asleep in each other’s arms.

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So that’s our life now. We all have needs and kinks, all of which are celebrated. Sex is almost always initiated by one of us masturbating “for the hole” and responding afterwards to whomever might have been watching on the other side.

This morning, for instance, I masturbated before breakfast then Mommy joined me in my bed for a couple quick cums of her own. This afternoon, Daddy played with his prostate toys then fucked me to half-a-dozen huge cums, all while Mommy watched from her corner. Yesterday, I pleasured myself in the closet while they fucked, then I ran to their room to eat the cream pie from Mommy’s pussy before he could straddle Daddy’sface. It’s amazing how much variety you can pack into a thing like this! Life is good!

Oh! And I should mention that I have a new girlfriend! She’s smokin’ hot, totally uninhibited and will be spending the night with me tonight. All night, in my room, for the first time.

I’ll be sure to leave the closet door open!