Kelli tossed her bag down on the floor just inside the door, even though her mother was always telling her not to. Kelli didn't listen to her mother much these days. It seemed anytime they tried to sit down and have a conversation it turned into an argument and Kelli wound up storming off. A typical teenager, Kelli thought she knew everything and her mother's lectures just got on her nerves. She also kicked off her sneakers as she didn't want to track mud through the house and get yelled at for that too.
Passing through the house, Kelli unbuttoned her soaked uniform shirt and peeled it off. It was pouring rain outside, which was why she was home early. When the skies turned black and opened up like God had turned on a showerhead, cheerleading practice abruptly ended and she quickly gathered her things and took off for her car. Since she was home early, Kelli thought she would get a start on her homework and get it out of the way so she could concentrate on IM'ing during American Idol later. She was sure Ace was going to make it through tonight and couldn't wait to tell her best friend, Jade, "I told you so." She tossed her wet shirt on the back of a kitchen chair and poured herself a glass of soda before heading up to her room.
Kelli was at the bottom of the stairs when she heard the sounds from the second floor. She knew her mother was home, the big Suburban was in the driveway, but she hadn't seen her father's car. However, based on the sounds drifting down from her parent's room he had to be. She'd heard the sounds of her parents making love way too often to mistake it for anything else. Instead of going up, Kelli sat on the bottom step and listened in. It wasn't the first time for that either.
From what she heard a couple times a week, Kelli knew her parents still had an active sex life. A lot of girls her age would have been horrified to overhear such a thing, but she was intrigued. She'd seen dirty pictures on the Internet and as she explored her burgeoning sexuality, Kelli tried to imagine her parent's in some of the positions and situations she'd seen. Hearing her parents was powerfully arousing and it wasn't unusual for Kelli to touch herself as she listened in and tried to imagine what they were up to. As she sat at the bottom of the stairs listening in she felt that familiar tingle in her sex and closed her eyes as she leaned back against the wall. Her nipples hardened as blood rushed there and stood out darkly against her white sports bra. She caressed her own breasts and imagined her father lying beside her mother doing the same. Upstairs, her mother was moaning loudly and Kelli heard movement on the bed. Her mother cried out sharply and she wondered what her father had done to cause that sound.
While Kelli didn't have much use for her mother these days, she worshipped her dad. She was an only child and every bit daddy's little girl. Kelli thought her father was the sweetest, kindest, most handsome man on the planet and she thought her mother, who was beautiful in her own right, was lucky to have him. When she heard the way her mother harangued her dad it made her so angry. He worked so hard to provide for his family and made it so her mother could stay at home and Kelli didn't think her mother appreciated how good she had it. At least, Kelli thought, her mother did her wifely duties in the bedroom. Kelli teased her own nipples, so sensitive when they were hard, and sighed softly. There was silence from upstairs, but her mind filled in the blanks.
There were grunts and moans from upstairs and Kelli heard more sounds on the bed before it began a rhythmic squeaking. She slipped a hand into her shorts and panties and rubbed her damp pussy, spreading her thighs apart. Just rubbing for a few seconds had Kelli fully wet and when she found her clit and had to bite her lip to be quiet, but from fooling around with boys while her parents were upstairs sleeping Kelli had trained herself to be quiet. Her clit was burning to be touched and as she stroked it she imagined her dad on top of her mother, thrusting it so deep inside her. From the way her mother was shouting it was easy to imagine. The headboard was banging into the wall and Kelli knew they were going at it full throttle now. She quickened her own touch and rubbed her pussy in time to the sounds coming from her parents' room. It was so hot that they got together for a quickie in the afternoon. Kelli hoped that after she was married for twenty years she had that kind of passion with her husband. It would be easy to do if her husband was as wonderful as her dad.
The heat down below burst into full flame and threatened to consume Kelli at any moment. Sometimes when she masturbated she dragged it out, especially when listening to her parents because she liked to make herself cum when she thought they were, but she knew she'd come in on the tail end of their lovemaking and she didn't have the luxury of time. So she focused on her clit, rubbing up and down quickly with two fingers and felt the wetness flowing out of her pussy. She was almost moaning in time with her mother. The bed was banging into the wall harder and harder and Kelli knew from experience that her parents wouldn't be much longer now.
"Oh God fuck me!" Her mother screamed. "Fuck me, Jack! Oh yes, you bastard, make me cum!"
"Uhn, uhn, mmmm..." Kelli moaned as she reached her own peak. The flames burning in her pussy engulfed her entire body and she shook and curled her toes the way she always did when she came. She was so caught up in it that it wasn't until she caught her breath that Kelli realized something was wrong. For one thing, she never heard her mother talking like that during sex. And for another, her dad's name was Craig.
As hot as she had been a second ago, Kelli felt a rush of cold and her heart stopped. She forced herself to breathe and slowly took her hand out of her shorts. She must have heard it wrong. She had to have! But 'Jack' and 'Craig' didn't sound anything alike. It just couldn't be, Kelli thought and in that moment she knew she had to find out.
Creeping up the stairs like a ninja, Kelli peeked around the corner and saw her parents' door ajar. She'd snuck in after curfew enough times to know where the floorboard in the hallway creaked and she got on her hands and knees and silently moved down the hall. Her heart thudding in her chest sounded impossibly loud and she couldn't believe they didn't hear it. But then her mother and 'Jack' were still preoccupied. Kelli heard grunts and groans coming from the bedroom and guess her mother wasn't quite done. Whereas the sounds had turned her on just minutes before now they caused nothing but revulsion. Kelli prayed she was wrong as she stopped just short of the door.
"Aww, Christ Linda..." moaned an unfamiliar male voice. That definitely was not her dad. It took some concentration for Kelli to recognize the other sounds she heard as sucking.
Peering though the crack in the door, Kelli saw her mother kneeling on the bed, round, soft ass pointed at the door. There was a dark-haired man, handsome in his own way and not much older than Kelli, lying back on the bed. Her mother was between his legs with her short blonde hair veiling her face. But Kelli didn't need to see what was going on. She knew. Jack put his hand on the back of her mother's head and thrust his hips and his moans ended abruptly. She'd seen his content expression on a couple of her own boyfriend's faces and Kelli knew he'd just cum in her mother's mouth. Kelli felt like she was going to throw up and pulled back around the corner and leaned against the wall.
"You're something else, Linda," Jack sighed contentedly.
"Thanks, you're not bad yourself," her mother replied with a giggle. Kelli could hear the flirting in her voice and thought her mother was acting like one of her slutty classmates. "I don't think I'm going to be able to walk straight."
"We aim to please, ma'am. Are you good for another round?"
"I would love to, but my daughter will be home in a half hour and you have to get out of here."
"I'd like to meet that girl of yours sometime. If she's half as sexy as her mother..."
"Don't even think about it, you bastard. She's a gorgeous girl, but she's only just eighteen and still in high school. If you lay a hand on her I'll cut it off."
"You're more than I can handle anyway, baby."
"Good."
They stopped talking and Kelli didn't want to think about what they were doing, so she crept back down the hallway and then to the first floor. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to run out of the house and call her dad and tell him what a whore her mother was, but that would devastate him. Kelli didn't know if she could sit on a secret like this. She didn't know how she was going to look her mother in the eye knowing what she had done. Kelli had to take sometime to think about things. She went back to the kitchen and grabbed her shirt off the chair. The first thing was to get out of there because she didn't want her mother to know she was there.
After fifteen minutes, Kelli heard activity on the steps and panicked. She was sure she was going to be caught. Just before her mother and Jack came down Kelli ducked into the powder room and pulled the door closed.
"Quit stalling and get out of here," her mother said.
"If that's what you want then stop distracting me."
Kelli eased the door open a crack and saw her mother kissing Jack. She was wearing her short, satin robe and he had a hand inside it, massaging one of her big breasts. His other hand was on her ass. Kelli's mother was a curvy woman, the kind who turned heads when she came into a room.
"Save something for next time, stud. Go on, get out of here. We're cutting it close.
Looking past the illicit couple Kelli was horrified when she saw her bag on the floor just inside the front door and prayed her mother didn't see it too. Hopefully she was too busy slutting it up.
