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Mum and dad had left their door open a little and I watched through the gap as they had sex. Dad was laying on his back, his legs pointing towards the door. Mum was straddling him, her legs bent either side of him, knees upwards, dad's cock deep inside her. Mum rocked back and forth, dad's cock appearing and disappearing inside her as she did.
It was early morning and I had woken up needing the loo. I did what I needed and, on my way, back to my room I had glanced into their room. Not the usual slap-slap sex, I presumed mum was trying this approach to reduce her soreness. Interesting, it also meant that they could have been having much more sex than I was aware off. I did find it interesting that mum and dad were having so much sex. I must ask mum or dad later if they had increased recently, or if they had always been so active.
Mum was rising further and pressing down deeper and going a little slower. Dad's fingers were clutching at the sheet as mum rode him and I noticed that he was rising slightly as mum did, as if to try and make sure his stayed in her. I could see mum's crinkle, shining in the morning light, dad's balls glistening as her juices had flowed and covered them.
Would I look like that, I wondered, if I were to shag dad that way? Dad and I hadn't done it that way, so I wasn't sure how it would feel, but Jase and dad were similar in size, and I had shagged Jase that way, so I think I could imagine the sensations going through mum as she pushed dad's cock deep inside her. Mum began to lean further back, her buttocks now obscuring dad's cock from my view and she began to move a little quicker.
Dad reached up with his right hand and I think he was pressing her clitoris, whatever it was seemed to help, and mum went harder, really forcing herself on dad. "Yes baby, yes," I heard dad say as mum really upped her pace.
"Oh Fuck," mum cried out softly and they both raised and sank together, the end it seemed. "Shit" mum said, "wow, did you?"
"Hell yes," dad replied. I quietly went back to my room, silently closing the door and laying on my bed I explored my fanny, gently running a finger from my clitoris, down the slick folds of my valley, my inner lips parting as I bade my way to my entrance. Slowly I pushed two fingers into myself, in my head they were my dad's fingers, pumping in and out of me. My palm pressing at my clitoris, my mind's eye full of images of mum and dad fucking.
"Oh" I couldn't help but let out sighs and moans of pleasure, vaguely aware that my parents were now up and about, I didn't care, I wanted a release. Harder and faster I pushed my fingers, harder I pressed my clitoris, my breath seemed to hold and with a loud 'Aaah' I boiled over and my orgasm rolled through.
That had been a good one. I wondered if it was because I had just watched my parents shagging, or was my inner sexuality growing? My pleasures did seem to be intensifying as I had more and more sex. I pulled a robe on and went to the bathroom, I could hear my parent's downstairs, so I shut the door and turned the shower onto needle and very hot. The tickle of the shower against my fanny was intense and almost gave me another orgasm, but I moved the head away before it did. Thoroughly cleansed I got out and went on got dressed, a dress today for a change, the usual fun and games doing it up at the back, a pair of boy shorts and I was done.
"Morning love," mum said as I went into the kitchen.
"Morning mum, how are you today?" I sat at the table and took a piece of toast that mum had made. A smear of marmite and I grabbed a glass of OJ to go with.
"Fine love thank you, and it sounded as if you got the day off to a good start too."
So, mum heard me, I wondered if dad did too.
"Er yes mum, that reminds me, can I ask you something really personal?"
"You can ask, I can't promise I will answer."
"Sex. You and dad. Are you doing it as often now as you used to, more often or what? I was just wondering, you know, how long the joy of sex lasts. Do you tire
of it basically?"
"Oh. Right. Well, we did slow down a bit, never stopped, just slowed down, and recently we seem to have gone back to the same frequency as when we first got together."
"Oh, right, and, if I may ask, who leads, who is the one that initiates it? Is it dad or is it you?"
"Six of one sweetie, six of one."
Well, there we are then, they have recently gotten back into it. I wonder if that coincided with my awakening sexuality, I wonder if it might be linked to pheromones, or perhaps just coincidence.
"Are you in or out today love? I think dad is doing a half day and I was going across to see Gran later."
"College this morning mum, and then I am not sure. I think Jase has to go in early to do some prep for a big booking they have tonight, so not sure if I will see one of the girls or just come home. I will see what's what when I have finished college."
College was a bit of a bore, and I was amused how Alex virtually ignored me. I had just been a notch; little did he know that he had been one for me too. Silly sod. The twins, Tom and Tim, were struggling with the content I noticed, perhaps I could help them out, I made some overtures, but not today it seemed, they had somewhere to go. I headed home. The bus was especially bumpy today, I had no idea why some buses were bumpy, and some weren't, and to be honest, I wasn't interested enough to find out.
No one in when I got home, I had a quick wash, got myself some water and sat in the lounge looking through the source material for tomorrow's college. I wasn't really aware that dad had come home, I guess I had been concentrating more than I thought. "Hello love," he said, jolting me into awareness.
"Oh crumbs dad, I didn't hear you come home, you made me jump."
"Good job I wasn't a burglar or rapist then!" Dad laughed and sat down next to me.
"Probably have been more interesting than this bloody college stuff dad."
"Don't say that, things could turn out quite nasty, just try and be more aware of your surroundings love."
"Okay dad, I had locked the door though, hadn't I? You did have to use your key to get in?"
"Yes love, true. Okay then, but anyway, do try and be more aware of things, your mum and I do worry you know."
"I know dad. Can I ask you something really really personal?"
"Oh? Is this in anyway linked to the moans we heard this morning?"
"Oh that? No not really, I was just wondering about you and mum and how often
you have sex."
"Oh, I see, that personal. Why?"
"Well, I don't know why, but I thought that people sort of slowed down as they got a bit older, and you guys seem to be, well, er, frequent?"
"Odd question baby. We have sort of picked the pace up a bit I suppose. Is that an issue to you? Are we embarrassing you?"
