I had been out of the house about a year when I saw the first cracks, and I admit my curiosity was getting the better of me. It was like I was suddenly seeing something that had been hidden for a long time. Well, maybe I should start a little earlier; or maybe a lot earlier.
My name is Allison; and no offense that's good enough. At twenty four I had my own apartment, a job, and a four year college degree. I had moved out about a year ago from my folks. They had supported me through school, which had been fantastic, but for a twenty-three year old permanently horny female, living with your parents doesn't help the social life.
I never quite figured out where I got my hormones from; I mean my folks never showed an ounce of it. I never heard them having sex during the night; and while they were affectionate; they were never the bold or adventurous type.
My dad Jack is a car salesman, and does pretty damn good at it, I think my old man could sell ice cubes to an Eskimo sometimes. Mom works for the post office, which means lots of holidays and good benefits. Between the two of them we live a pretty good life in your middle class suburb.
As for me, I admit handling me through my teenage years was a challenge. When my hormones first hit, hell if it was male and breathed I fucked it. Of course, sometimes if it's male and breathes today, I would still fuck it.
By the time I hit college I had learned to control my urges...a bit. Moving out on my own, God I spent most of the first four months with a cock stuffed in me every night.
Back to what I was talking about; after being gone for about a year; things seemed somehow different with my folks. Before, they had always been about the most normal middle-income American couple you could meet. But then the first cracks appeared.
The first crack was with my dad, and it caught me off guard. My car had broken down in town; so I headed over to his dealership to see about getting it looked at.
When I asked where my dad was, one of the other salesmen snorted and told me he was in the finance office 'making a deposit.' I didn't get the attitude, but headed off to find dad. I had been at the dealership a million times, so wove my way through the back offices without needing to ask for help.
The first office had a couple sitting and signing papers so I moved on. The second was empty, but oh God was the third occupied. There was my dad, pants around his knees, just going to town.
The young girl bent over the desk couldn't have been much older than me; I had found dad; pounding away at some young hussy. I didn't know whether to scream or run; so I did the opposite. I stood rooted there and watched my father, shove his fat prick up a young girls' cunt.
I tell you, this was pro fucking, not some first timer; he gave it to her pretty damn good. He slapped her ass then rammed in so hard her body bent double over the desk. Based on the smell and sounds, they had been going at it for a bit.
I looked at the girl's face, it's hard to mistake someone in the throes of a body wracking orgasm, lust written all over their face. I mean shit could he fuck, better than guys half his age as he hammered her.
"Ah fuck" I heard dad grunt.
He pulled that fat sausage out, laid all eight inches along her ass, and blew a hot load over her pale skin. As I pulled away before dad noticed me, I was ashamed to realize I had jammed my hand down my jeans, and God was I soaked.
I hustled out of the dealership and used my cell phone to call him. He was so calm while we talked, you would never have known he had just been fucking like a power machine. Dad made arrangements for the dealership tow truck to get my car, and told me to talk to the girl at the counter to line me up with a service loaner.
I wanted to confront him, scream at him, I mean how could he do this to mom? My God, he was cheating, and with a bimbo the same age as his daughter. At that point, I made a mistake in judgement. Still thinking they were the normal suburban family, I decided to tell mom. After all this was her husband, she had a right to know.
Heading out of the dealership with the loaner car, I headed over to my folks house. I knew dad had a couple of hours still at work so it seemed the right time. I only wished I had thought of using my cell to grab a couple of photos.
I pulled in the driveway and headed inside. No mom in the living room or kitchen so I started to head for the stairs. Halfway through the dining room I froze. There on the back patio was crack number two, and this one was as wide at the Grand Canyon.
Laid out on her back on the glass patio table was my soon to be forty year old mother. Her bikini was scattered on the ground, and between her spread thighs was Alex.
Alex is nineteen and lives two doors down; to me he had always been a bit of a nerd so I had never paid much attention to him. I was now, as he shoved what looked like ten or more inches of hard cock right into my mother's twat. Through the glass patio doors, clear into the house, I heard her scream.
"Fuck me you animal, God yesss" my mother's piercing voice hit my ears.
My mother the perfect suburban housewife and post mistress; was getting fucked like a two bit whore; and loving every minute of it. First dad and now this, it was too much; my hand shot down into my jeans, and two fingers buried deep in my soaked gash.
"Fuck" I grunted as I watched.
I didn't need to worry as mom was beyond registering anything but Alex. Her eyes were rolled back, sweat glistening on her body; she clung to the table as Alex pounded away like the perfect young stud.
My eyes locked to that thick stalk, I could see my mother's pussy juices coating the shaft. Heavy full balls swung back and forth as he rammed his entire length into her. I heard Alex mumble something, I couldn't make it out; but mom cured that issue.
Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his ass cheeks.
"Inside...inside me...fill me you mother fucking bastard..." Mom yelled.
I was shocked at the filth that poured out of my mother's once innocent mouth; but at the same moment I jammed my fingers in deep, grinding the heel of my hand against my clit. I watched Alex's body shake, and then his cock flexed.
As I watched this young neighbor, dump his hot jizz into my mother, I saw dad shooting his hot load over a barely over eighteen ass. I came, and I mean I EXPLODED.
A flood of hot cream poured out around my fingers, soaking the crotch of my jeans. My knees threatened to buckle as my orgasm swept through me.
Pulling my fingers free, I stumbled from the house; and half in a haze I headed for home. I needed cock, and I needed it NOW. Instead of heading to my apartment, I headed for the repair shop of the dealership; thank God Rick was there. It didn't take five minutes and I was stripped nude, bent over his greasy workbench, his fat dick deep inside me.
I didn't care whose dick it was at that point. While Rick reamed my drenched pussy, I kept seeing Alex pumping into mom, and dad unloading on that hot tight ass.
Like I said, I'm not picky about my dick; but honestly I'm just not picky about sex. I mean sex is sex; whether a man or a woman. I munched about as much pussy as cock I've fucked; so seeing my mom like that wasn't any better than watching dad.
