A few days went by after our little encounter. I wish I could say it satisfied my curiosity, but all it did was make me want him more. I decided I would see how crazy I could make him before he jumped my bones. Before I could start my plan mom came home from her trip. We had dinner together, but I could tell they were both looking forward to the meal being over. After a painfully long time making small talk I excused myself to my room. I locked the door behind me and stripped. I don't wear clothes unless I really have to. I played some music and looked over some new clothes I bought the other day. I tried on a nice pair of tight cotton shorts. I looked myself over in the floor length mirror I had. Damn I looked hot! I still had my hair up in ponytails. I like how it makes me look really young. My titties were nice and firm and my nipples were hard as I eyed my image. My shorts ended well below my belly button and really outlined my pussy lips. Since they were white I could see where they were a little darker from the pink of my lips. I was getting turned on just looking at myself. I took one finger and ran it up the middle of my pussy lips. Mmmmm, yes I was definitely going to need a good fucking soon. I was about to pull my shorts off when I heard a moan from my parents room. I stopped, went to my door and opened it a crack. I could hear my mom moaning and saying my daddy's name.
"Oh yes Thomas! Oh god I love your thick cock!"
"Yeah," I though to myself, "So do I!"