Catching my parents

Catching my parentsCatching my ParentsOur home was quite large for its time. It was a ranch house of extreme length. Our family was in the construction field so the design of the home had incorporated a whole group of ideas. Being the practical man that my father was he designed the home to be divided into a duplex in the future when all the k**s left. I was the oldest so my bedroom was segregated to the opposite end of the home than in the main bedroom areas. It was a fairly early evening, maybe 10 o’clock when I returned home. All of the rest of the family would be out for a late evening, so my return was totally unexpected. I entered the house on my end and went to my bedroom. Empting my pockets, you know the keys, wallet and such, was my typical routine. I entered the main area of the kitchen and noticed that all the lights were off. No big deal, I figured that my parents went out for a dinner and a show which was a big treat for them after raising six c***dren. It was then I noticed that there was a faint glow of lights from the bedroom area. “Wait a minute” all the cars were at home. Did they go out with some friends or what? Walking down the bedroom hallway I noticed a light coming from my parent’s room. They were a typical suburban couple, mid-forties in age. He was a bit overweight but still in fairly good shape. She had added about 15 or 20 pounds in life but still quite a looker. She had it all in the right places. Full hips, a bit of a tummy but a set of huge boobs that were still quite firm and sat high on her chest framed by broad shoulders. They made a great looking couple. He was so proud when she would turn heads when they were out on the town. I quietly walked down the hall to their bedroom door and found it wide open. That is when I got the surprise of my life! The light was from the television in their room and a lamp on the end table which cast a beautiful glow throughout the whole room. On the bed my father was lying face down with his face planted firmly between my mother’s legs. The scene was hypnotic. I never looked at my parents as sexually beings, but this changed all of that. Not wanting to be seen I backed up quietly, out of site from the inside of the room and wondered what to do. I could just leave but this was just too erotic for me to do that. Then something happened that made my decision easy. I was starting to get aroused. I peeked around the corner and took stock of the view. Both were naked, him face down with his legs hanging off the end of the bed and her flat on her back with her legs spread so wide it would make a gymnast proud. Her hips were slowly rotating as she positioned herself in the ideal position for pleasure. She made a low moan that only a woman bahis firmaları who is experiencing maximum pleasure would make. All the while he was sucking and licking you could actually hear how wet she was, probably a mix of his saliva and her wetness. The effect of this on me was unbelievable. I haven’t been this turned on in a long while. What could I do? Backing away I slowly lowered my zipper and the snap on my pants. Pushing my pants and underwear down off my hips I grabbed onto the firmest hardon I have had in a long time. My brain told me to just move on but my cock told me to just enjoy the view. That is when the sounds from the room changed. Her moaning got a little louder and the squishing noise a little more rapid. Peeking back into the bedroom her leg position had changed to where she was now pulling her knees to her chest. Her lovely boobs were smashed flat on her chest with her hands holding the backs of her thighs. His right hand was moving rapidly which told me that he had a finger or a few imbedded in her pussy and was finger fucking her. I was riveted to the spot where I stood totally engrossed in what was happening when it hit. She was cumming! Her hands released her legs and as she slammed her feet to the bed as her whole body arched up. Her head pushed back onto the pillows and her hands went to her tits. She froze in this position and moaned louder, almost a growl. Her hips were pumping against his face for what seemed like minutes. Slowing her movements, and closing her legs she signaled to him that she was done for the moment. He backed off a bit and gently stroked the insides of her thighs as she relaxed and then I had another revelation. He slid his body off the bed and began to stand up. My father had the longest, fattest cock that I have ever seen.He was truly of porn star proportion. 10” in length and at least 2 ½” in diameter would be conservative estimates. As he stood it was obvious that it was hard as steel but so big and thick that it hung down a little from horizontal. As he walked around the bed it swung from side to side a bit but only a little. Stepping back I hopped that he did not hear or see me standing just outside the bedroom door. The visual was so erotic that my dick was dripping all over the carpet in the hallway. At that point in time, I didn’t care as long as I wasn’t heard. How would I explain what I was doing there if one of them decided to step out into the hall? Hearing the creak and squeak of the bed springs I know he had climbed back into bed. “Thank goodness!” There was a very low conversation going on in the room. He laughed quietly and she began to giggle. I never heard my mother giggle. She sounded so sexy that I had to stop perabet güvenilir mi stroking my dick for fear that I would cum on the spot. Should I continue or should I just slowly walk back to my room? That was the thought going through my mind. Fuck it! I couldn’t leave!Peeking around the corner again I was greeted by a site the likes of a modern porn movie. He was on his back laying on the bed and she sat at his side. Her legs spread so that now I could see that she didn’t shave her crotch. Not too hairy but groomed so that a nice pair of bikini panties would hide all the hair. Her boobs hung down a bit but after six c***dren they still looked great. A bit of a tummy which gave her a motherly attraction that is hard to describe. Both of her hands wrapped around his cock with a few inches still sticking out. Her attention was focused on the cock in hand and his face was blocked but her body so my vantage point seemed pretty safe. She was slowly stroking his cock with the love and care that only could be developed in many years of being together. As I watched she swung herself around and bent at the waist. Kissing the tip of his cock she opened her mouth and slowly wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. There would be no deep throat this night….maybe never but the love shown was obvious. While stroking his cock with both hands she lowered down until she had all of his cock except what was in her two hands. Now it was his turn to moan which he did. I really had to control myself or I would have lost it. I wanted to be the fly on the wall tonight. I wanted to see this go on. He began to speak in a very low tone but the message was unmistakable. Either stop or he was going to cum now! She lifted her mouth off of his cock and lightly laughed. Laying down next to him they both rolled toward one another. My position was still safe. I could stay and watch.She lifted her leg and laid it over his hip. His cock went directly to its target but it stuck past her butt. The top of his cock began to rub on her slit and both began to quietly moan. After a minute for this, she pulled her leg back and rolled him on his back. She wasn’t gentle either; she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him onto his back and in a single move she rolled on top of him with a knee on either side of his waist. Sitting astride him she began to grind her pussy onto the bottom of his cock. Even in the dim light of the room you could see the wetness on his cock. She has now become the aggressor and he is loving it. The effect on me was obvious. Every time I touched my cock, it felt like an electric shock was sent through it. After a minute or two she began to slow her movements on his cock. She lifted tipobet her hips and reached down between them and grabbed his cock by the shaft. Positioning it at the entrance to pussy she began to move back and down. The cock head was huge but with the wetness of her pussy entry was effortless. 2, 4, 6 inches then move away a bit, then more in. It took 3 strokes and his whole cock disappeared in her pussy. At first a low pace than slowly picking up speed. She rocked back and forth raising and lowering her pussy at the same time. Faster and faster were her movements. As if like clockwork, his hips started to move and as if timed she slowed her movements. She just froze her movement and he continued to thrust into her. Faster and faster he moved until his hips were a blur. The wetness coming from her pussy was literally being whipped into a froth. This back and forth went on for what seemed like a long time. Time meant nothing. Nothing meant anything to my parents except their satisfaction. They were moving toward the end of what I thought was a great night. Then it happened…the movements became erratic. The moaning went to a higher timber. She froze and throwing her head back stiffened. He accelerated his thrusting as I saw his balls pull up, one on either side of his cock. He slammed his cock in as deep as he could possible go and froze. They were cumming together! It was obvious. Her butt hole pulsed and his cum squirted back out of her pussy around his cock. This went on of a few seconds and then they collapsed. I need to leave the area at once. If I didn’t I would have cum on the spot. Quietly I went back to my room on the opposite end of the house. Closing the door to my bedroom I kicked off my shoes, dropped my pants and shorts and jumper into the bed. It was a good thing that I had a towel on my bed. It only took a few strokes and I was cumming. I threw the towel over my dick and chest and just it go. There was a bit of a cleanup job afterward. Toweling off I rose and went to the washroom to brush my teeth. I noticed that there was a little more light coming from the bedroom end of the house. I heard voices and footsteps as I exited the washroom. It was my mother wrapped in a bathrobe and slippers. She was startled when she saw me and asked how long that I have been home. I told her about 45 minutes and with a little blush, she said good night and turned toward her bedroom. The alarm went off at 6:30 AM. Up out of bed and into the shower. Breakfast is at 7 o’clock. Entering the kitchen both of my parents are seated at the kitchen table. It was obvious; there was a lot of tension. Questions were asked and answers given that were very generic until the bomb dropped. My dad asked “do you know what happened outside of our bedroom door?” I asked, “Why, what happened?” He said “go look at the floor and you tell me.” I walked down the bedroom hall and saw it…a giant wet stop on the rug. I couldn’t tell the truth. He might kill me, or would he??