It was just too nice a day to be sitting in college. It was the first really nice day after a cold snowy winter and I wanted to get out and enjoy the warm sunshine. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any of my friends so I ended up deciding to go home. My parents would both be at work and I wouldn't have to explain why I skipped out on the classes they had paid so much for. As I neared my house I noticed a strange car in the driveway.
I elected to try and find out who was at the house so I quietly crept up to the side and began peering into the windows. I could hear noises coming from the inside but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I looked through the dining room window. There was my mom, naked and laying spread eagle on the table, her open legs pointed right at me. I dropped down and tried to make sense of what I'd seen, but just as quickly I peered up again and stared.
First of all I should tell you that I am the older of two children, my sister, Samantha is also in college. My mom had me when she was only seventeen and delivered Sam a year later. Her and my Dad married and until now I assumed they were truly happy with one another. My mom is only thirty-seven and all the guys I knew drooled whenever they saw her. She was five foot six and slim with what I guess were at least B cup tits. Her ass was full but firm and she worked out all the time to stay in shape.
The problem was that the guy sucking at my mom's tits while she was swallowing his rod wasn't my Dad and the other woman working her fingers into my mom's wet cunt wasn't him either.
Watching this scene unfold was making my own cock hard and I had to stick a hand down my pants to relieve some of the pressure. Remembering my cell phone, I used it to take as many pictures of this fuck fest as the memory would hold. I know it may sound sick to you, but I was unable to take my eyes from my mom's body. I even imagined I was the guy with his cock filling her throat and my lips were sucking on her nipples. I needed to get some real relief so I snuck away from the house and slipped into the garage. Staring now at the photos I'd taken, I pulled my own cock from my jeans and started to stroke myself. All I could think of was how hot my mom's cunt was and in no time I was shooting stream after stream of hot cum on the garage floor. Amazingly I stayed hard and horny. I kept beating my meat till I spewed again the settled back against the wall and thought of all I'd seen and what I was going to do about it.
I heard the sound of a car starting and knew that the three of them were leaving. I peeked out of the garage window and watched as my mom and the other two backed out of the driveway and headed off. I guessed mom would have to go back to wherever she'd left her car. I headed into the house and went to the table. I thought I could still smell them but given my own activities I couldn't be sure if it was their sperm or mine that I smelled.
I went to my room and up loaded the photos to my laptop, knowing I needed to get them off my phone. Then I lay in bed and thought about it all. Telling my Dad might mean divorce and that would make life hard for everyone. I enjoyed the life I led, having my tuition paid while a lot of my classmates had to work, and living at home was usually a good deal too. I couldn't shake the idea of fucking my mom but at the same time the thought of it made me pause.
I wanted to tell my sister Sam, I knew she'd agree with me about not telling Dad but I wasn't sure she wouldn't confront mom. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I remember is my mom calling us to dinner.
"Paul, Sam, dinner is on the table!"
I followed Sam down the stairs noticing, not for the first time, how she and my mom had the same great body. Sam wasn't as toned as mom but in a few years she would be. As I trekked down the stairs I imagined Sam, instead of mom, as the women on the table this afternoon and my cock stirred. I did my best to think of something else knowing that both of them would see the bulge in my jeans. Stopping for a minute I once again adjusted my hardening cock, making the bulge less noticeable and filled my head with memories of my morning classes. It must have worked because when I entered the dining room the pressure in my crotch was significantly lessened.
"Paul, how were your classes today?"
Mom asked and while I had the urge to tell her about the "afternoon class" I'd audited in the back yard, I merely said.
"Same as always, long and boring."
"Sam, how about you, anything interesting in your day? Since your Dad's away on business someone needs to help me carry on a conversation. Paul doesn't seem up to it."
Sam told a few stories about her day and we ate then cleaned up the table and the kitchen. I can't tell you how hard it was to sit at that table, knowing what had gone on earlier. When the dishes had been stowed in the dishwasher, I excused myself to go "study" and went to my room. I turned on my laptop and brought up the photos again. I was so engrossed in staring at my mom's naked body, seeing her suck a stranger's cock that I never heard my sister come in. It wasn't until I heard her gasp that I realized she was behind me also staring at our mother with two naked strangers.
"Paul, what is this? Did you photo shop mom's face onto some on line porn?"
I wondered if she was hoping for that and debated agreeing with her but I knew she see through it all too soon so I just said
"No, I came home early from classes today and..."
I told her what I'd done and seen. Well I didn't tell her about beating off in the garage or how I imagined fucking our mother but I did tell her everything else.
"Holy shit."
I could see in her eyes that she was both puzzled and disappointed. Then she sat on my bed and just stared into space for the longest time. I decided to keep quiet and let her sort her thoughts. I did however, close the photo album and shut off the computer. Then I sat and stared at Sam while she probably went through all I did this afternoon. Wondering what to do, examining the potential outcomes and trying to just adjust to the knowledge that our mom was cheating on our Dad. Eventually she said.
"What do we do?"
"I'm only sure I don't want to tell Dad. It would hurt him and us, especially if it caused them to break up, which I am pretty sure it would. Maybe we need to confront mom, but I don't think I could."
"Me either."
We were both quiet for a while. Eventually Sam asked me.
"Paul, have you ever done it?"
"Done what?"
I knew what she was asking but I was a too ashamed to admit I hadn't.
"Me either."
She said and we both laughed. Once again we were quiet and then Sam said.
"Well I need to go study. I think your right about keeping this quiet, but could you e-mail me the photos? I think I want to look at them on my own later."
I tried to not look shocked at her request and just nodded saying.
