Watching
irishmik60

Is it incest if you only watch? Is it wrong? Naughty? Disgusting? Or sexually exciting? Passionate? Erotic?

I was home from my freshman year at college for Spring break. I'd rather be at some exotic spot with my friends, partying and fucking my brains out, but sadly finances got in the way. So, here I was laying on the bed I grew up in, chatting on my cell with my bff. She was at Ft Walton Beach with others, drinking themselves into a drunken frenzy, fucking any boy that could get it up. She had just called me and told me of her last conquest. That he was asleep, naked beside her as we chatted. Her description making me hornier & hornier. My boyfriend was away for the week with his buddies. I knew he was probably fucking anything with boobs and a willing pussy. Damn! I was wet and lonely!

After hanging up with my girlfriend, frustrated as I was, I decided to go down and get a beer from the fridge. Knowing my parents were already in bed I didn't bother putting anything on, but went to the kitchen in my cotton bikini's. Though only 18 my parents didn't mind me having a beer or two, as long as I didn't get carried away. As I opened the fridge the cool air felt good as it cascaded over my body. It seemed to take some of the heat from my skin. The cool air hardened my nipples and caused goosebumps to form. Taking a cold MGD longneck from it's shelf I cracked the top and drew a long swallow. Refreshing yes, but it did nothing to quench the thirst between my legs. I was so used to getting my boyfriends thick, hard cock on a regular basis. And now, it would be 10 days before I had the chance to feel him deep in me again. Being this horny, late at night, and only your mom and dad around wasn't what I'd call fun. More like frustrating.

I considered turning on the TV in the living room and searching for something to try and take my mind off my soaking pussy, but decided to go back to bed, rub one off and try and get to sleep. As I rose up the stairs towards the bedrooms I heard a noise from my parents room. I momentarily froze, remembering my state of undress, worrying dad might come out of his room and see me. As I tip toed toward my room, the sounds became more evident. Dad wasn't getting up....exactly. At least not up out of bed. 'Damn honey that feels good! Lick it!', I heard from my dad. It was then that I realized my parents were fucking! Now, when you're 19, you don't even consider the idea of your parents having sex. In their early 40's weren't they too old?

'Shit Madeline, suck me!', came from the bedroom. OMG! My mother was sucking cock! Dad's cock yes, but she was SUCKING it!

No teenager thinks of their mother sucking cock, let alone still fucking. Whether it was the beer, the sounds, my horniness, or a combination of the three, I had to see. Now, instead of walking to my bedroom I slipped towards the sounds emanating from theirs. Surprisingly their bedroom door was open about 5 inches and I could peek inside. Leaning against the hallway wall I could see their reflection in the dresser mirror. I was situated where I had an unobstructed view of their bed, lengthwise. There was my dad, laying back with pillows stacked behind him. As he lay there, my mother was between his legs, almost off the bed, her mouth slowly licking and sucking dads cock. Her breasts hung low under her, her nipples sometimes grazing the mattress. One hand curled at the base of dad's cock, the other settled between his legs. I just knew it had to be around his nuts.

Now, my boyfriends got a big cock, maybe 8" and thick. But, I never would've believed it. My dad had a monster! Almost as thick as my mom's wrist, it looked to be over 10"! Thick hard veins encircled it. As my mother's mouth moved down to lick his shaft I could see the hard, round, purplish head of his cock. pre cum seeping from it's head, trickling down the underside of his shaft, mom would lap it up as her mouth returned to the head. Each time her tongue scraped over his glans would bring another gasp from dad. His hand entwined in her hair, not forcing her, but at the same time not letting her get away.

By now my pussy was screaming. Having been absent of a thick tool for almost a week. My panties were soaked. That's when I noticed my hand buried in my panties, my finger sliding between my distended cunt lips. My fingertip lingering at my sloppy vagina, the base of the same digit mashed against my hardened clit. Watching a scene I never even considered, in my aroused state, my knees weakened each time my father groaned. GOD I wished I was sucking that cock! But NO! That was my father's. The tool that created me. That's so wrong, yet it excited me seeing it disappear and reappear from my mother's mouth.

A this time my mother rose to her knees, crawled up beside my father, turned back facing his groin again and drew her right leg over dad putting her cunt right in his face! My parents? sixtynining? That was for young people, not these old folks! Yet here it was. My mother returned to her oral manipulation of dad's penis as dad smashed his face in mom's pussy. It was time for mom to make sounds now. Almost mewling, growling as she devoured dad's shaft, dad forcing his face deeper and deeper in the crack of her legs. From the side view I couldn't tell if he was licking her clit, tongue fucking her, or stabbing his tongue in her ass. Mom's ass cheek was in the way. I do know that whatever he was doing mom seemed to love it. Each time his face drew upwards towards her groin, she would lean back meeting his mouth. As she drew back forward his cock would go deeper in her gaping mouth. At no time was she able to get his entire cock in her mouth.

It was just too damned big!

I sat the beer I was holding on the floor so I could feel my breasts and finger myself. As I watched the scene before me, I knew I could hear the slosh of my juices, and only hoped my parents didn't notice those sounds of the little groans I'd make watching the scene before me, and feeling the administrations to my own body. It was then I saw my father draw a finger up and slide it along my mom's shapely ass. I could see dad's hand slip forward, my mother gasping and knew he was fingering her ass while licking her. This caused my mom's actions on his cock to speed up, her hips starting to rock faster and faster. Grunt after grunt from mom told me she was close. VERY close.

Then it happened. She shoved her groin hard back at dad's face, yelping, no screaming out. At the same time she squeezed an iron grip on the base of cock in front of her, rocking her pussy on dad's face. ''Drink my cum you bastard!', mom shouted as she came.

Dad pulled her ass cheeks apart, burying his face as deep as he could and I could hear the slurping sounds as he engulfed her quim. Mom seemed to go from one orgasm to another, her body wracked in their violent throws. I never imagined either of my parents having sex, let alone the exciting scene before me.

Dad rolled mom off him, turned, climbed between her legs and drove himself deep inside. Again my mother screamed. "Quiet dear, you'll wake our daughter', yet with each stabbing stroke my mother called out.

'Fuck, if she's not awake yet she won't wake up', mom said. I stood there transfixed. Watch my parents fuck like rutting animals, jamming my finger now wildly in and out of my pussy. Afraid they'd discover me, yet at the same time almost wishing they'd notice me...watching.

Dad didn't last much longer. The oral licking and sucking he'd got had brought him close and now mom's spasming pussy was finishing him off. With each plunging stroke of his cock I could see his nuts hanging down, swaying. His shaft and balls both glistening in mom's juices. With one last deep plunge, dad drove that monster cock of his deep inside mom.

'GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME!' mom screamed out, pulling back and removing dads spurting cock from her quim. Quickly bending forward she grabbed his spraying cock and pulled it to her face. As she did this, she was bathed in dad's juices as they pumped from his nuts. Stream after stream sprayed mom. She finally got the head of it in her mouth and kept sucking the juice from dad. I was standing there, now two fingers deep inside myself, juicing my panties, biting the heel of my other hand to keep from calling out. I'd never seen a man, my age or any other cum as much as dad did. Sperm dribbled from mom's mouth splashing down her breasts onto her stomach, adding itself to the seed that hit her as he'd withdrawn from mom's cunt.

I watched as my own cum slowly brought me back to reality. I'd just watched my parents fuck. I had to wonder if they fucked like that when I was conceived. Do they fuck like this all the time? Gathering myself, I picked my beer back up and tip toed back to my bed. My parents, sated, laid down and spooned one to the other. I went back to bed, laid there and knew I wouldn't last 10 days before I saw my boyfriend again. But whom? Where would I find satisfaction? Dad? No way!! That's incest! But I couldn't take the sight of that huge fuckstick out of my mind. The cock that created me. The pussy where I'd come from. My God, even after coming, watching them, I was still horny. Hornier than before! I needed cock!

But no cock was at hand. Boyfriend away, laying in the room I'd grown up in. In my parents house. It was then I noticed the long round shape of the beer bottle on the table beside me. I had no real cock, not even a toy, but I had to do something. Gulping the rest of the beer down, I laid back, spread my legs wide and rubbed that cool glass bottle between my legs. My overheated body and the coolness of the glass seemed to heighten my senses more. I yanked my panties off, soaked as they were and put the bottle next to my bare lips. I groaned at the feel, not a real cock, but as good a substitute as I could find. I couldn't wait any longer. I began to slide the neck of that bottle in and out of my hole. As I fucked myself, I recalled the sight I'd seen in my parents bedroom. As the neck of the bottle deepened inside me I groaned in passion. My free hand going back and forth from nipple to nipple, and down to my bloated clit.

In and out, in and out I slid the bottle. Pushing a bit I could feel the top of the bottle nudge my cervix. Harder and harder I jammed my glass replacement in and out. Moaning and crying out in desire and need with each movement. Closer and closer my cum was nearing. I could feel my ass cheeks tightening. I dug my heels into the mattress, the mattress that had never known sex. My teeth clenched feverishly fucking myself, needing to come and come hard. Then it hit! That rumble deep inside. That so desired release. I exploded! I kept jamming that bottleneck in and out. Pretending it was my boyfriends cock! My dads cock! Any cock! I looked down and saw my cream coating the bottle as it slid in and out. Even in orgasm I couldn't stop fucking myself. That's when I heard the noise. The pant, the gasp. I froze, unable to move. I couldn't remove the bottle from deep inside me. I didn't want to. I couldn't gather my blankets and cover myself either. But there it was. Out of the corner of my eye, at the crack in my door were my parents. Mom's hand on dad's cock, dad's hand on mom's ass... watching.