The next night I got surprised by my parents. After dinner my father told me:
"Sweetie, this will be the night for you to not forget. We will provide you with some practical lessons, are you ready for them?"
Unsure of what he was up to I just nodded, blushing and feeling the same flush of heat in my veins running through my whole body.
Instantly I felt horny. I really wanted to know what he was up to.
Questioningly I looked at mum. She just nodded and said:
"Please, take a shower and then come to our room. You will join us in bed tonight."
Oh my God,
I thought.
My sexual fantasy will come true tonight. I not only will get to see my parents fuck but I am to join them. Boy, am I excited.
After coming out of the shower, I put on my pink girlie-nightie and went to my parent's room. There I was caught by my dad, pulling me into his arms. He kissed me first very tenderly, but then he went on with roughly tongue-kissing me.
And I don't know what hit me. I got one hot heat flash after another, almost burning in lust. More or less, I lost control. I let him do things with my tongue no one had ever done with it before.
And I liked kissing him.
Suddenly he pulled away, hugging me tight and mumbling into my ear:
"So, now sit down there and watch. I will now fuck your mother in front of your eyes. That's what you wished for, right?"
I gulped in eagerness when I watched them undress. They both lay down in a kind of spooning position. I was a bit self-conscious, nervously waiting, anxiously anticipating what was about to happen in front of me.
Dad was on his left elbow, holding himself up to be able to watch everything. He was spooning mum and immediately he began touching and squeezing her boobs from behind.
Entranced I watched how mum stared back at me, licking her lips, smiling. I started to breathe harder, as the sight of my mum being fondled aroused me like nothing else before.
I liked seeing her lust grow in her eyes as dad moved his right hand down between her legs to stroke her there. I watched transfixed how he let all his fingers slip into her aroused swollen cunt.
I gulped and my lust grew enormously as I just thought how hot it was to watch her getting it.
Mum was still watching me, as I moved my hips right after opening my legs a bit only to close them again shortly after. I could tell that she knew that the view in front of me was getting to me, was making me hotter, was arousing as hell for me, making me even still hornier as I saw her getting it.
She knew. She stared at me, smiling.
And after both of them had let me seen his stroking fingers in her pussy, he began to drag rhythmically up and down her wet slit. I could see his fingers shining with her wetness. I moaned in lust. Unconsciously I let my fingers slip into my throbbing labia.
"Is this good for you, sweetie? Oh yes, I can see you like it. Look honey, she's getting hot. She even masturbates her clit. Yes, sweetie, show us how you do yourself! Let us watch you, too."
And with whispering these words he rubbed mum furiously until she panted breathlessly, still watching me. Between the breathless pants she still managed to make herself heard with groans and grunts of his name and some words that included "yes" and "fuck me, please".
Then he suddenly rammed into her right after he had lifted her leg up to enter her. And I heard her groaning out of desire.
She still watched me staring at her, her eyes glazed with lust.
"You like watching us?" She croaked hoarsely before starting to breathe shallow in hard pants.
But before I could have said something, and believe me, I wasn't able to, as transfixed as I was on them fucking each other, she started to beg him to have mercy, that she wanted to come, that she wanted to come right now and how badly she needed it.
My dad started to thrust into her faster, both moved in unison in an age-old rhythm of intercourse. And I got hotter every second. As much as I had to conceit, wanting to watch them was something so good, so hot that I never would have wanted to undo it.
My dad now had pushed his hand between her legs. He rubbed furiously through her slit, and noticing the wantonness in my mother's eyes stopped me from gazing down there too long.
I saw her eyes sparkling with lust as she noticed that I got excited as I was watching her getting stimulated. Unconsciously I might have been rocking my hips in lust.
For a second he stopped doing her, watching me intensely and then my dad asked me:
"Sweetie, do you like watching and seeing your mother like this?"
I simply nodded in awe, couldn't express how aroused that made me to see her in heat like this.
I didn't exactly know what happened to me, I didn't know how I had been ending up in their bed between the two of them, tongue-kissing my father again.
"Sweetie, do you enjoy this?"
"Yes daddy, I like kissing you."
"Okay, then I will go on kissing you. And mummy will be tenderly arousing you now."
I didn't have the time to think that information over or any time to protest or ask questions because I was too entranced with tongue kissing him. There I lay, between my naked parents, getting the kissing lesson of my life.
"Sweetie, scoot closer to your mum. Honey, touch our daughter. Make her feel good."
Now mum started to stroke her fingers over my arms, my waist, circling on my stomach and with a hesitant look just as if asking me for permission she went on touching my boobs.
In my sex-fogged mind I slowly started to realize that my mum was feeling me up above my nightie. She let her fingers glide over my body, very languidly but arousing me all the same. I looked into her eyes and let her know how good this was feeling.
I felt her reaching up to my breast, pressing my mounds that send wonderful thrilling shots up my whole nerve system. I felt her mouth on my collarbone, travelling south over my nightie until she reached my already erect nipples. And then another flash of lust hit me as she took my nipple in between her lips dampening the cotton of my nightie. I deeply moaned in my father's mouth.
"What is it, sweetie? Do you like what we're doing?"
He asked, and I just nodded as I looked into his happy eyes. He kissed me again, but then trailed down with his mouth the side of my neck and then I felt not only my mother licking at my nipple but my daddy's hand squeezing my other tit, too. He did not only squeeze my boob but did tender strokes with the whole of his palm down my stomach and back again.
And every time he reached my tit again he squeezed harder. With every hard stroke of his heated palm my skin was warming up. And then, my own body betrayed me. It arched like never before - into the hand of my father and the mouth of my mother.
I really, really liked it and I did tell them with the actions of my body and my voice, just incoherently stammering my lust to make it known to both my parents.
I couldn't do anything but to watch myself getting fondled and tits sucked above my nightie.
Soon they both suckled on my nipples while their hands were roving over my chest, my lower abdomen, my hips, my thighs and back to my belly button.
I loved those double strokes, they made me even hotter.
And as both decided almost at the same time that my nightie has to be removed from my body, I felt a little anxious as they both watched me wordlessly.
They didn't do anything, they just gazed at my heated body, jerking in impatience to feel more. They looked at each other and then both their mouths descended together on each of my nipples and sucked them hard.
"Oh my God, do that again!"
With lust-glazed eyes I saw my mum smiling at me as she asked: