Her clothes fell away, piece by piece until she stood naked in front of him. The look on his face was unemotional as he watched her undress. Almost like he wasn't that interested until she was totally nude, standing with her hands on her hips, her legs apart enough to see the outer lips of her vagina. They stood for a few minutes, neither of them moving or saying anything. She had a smile on her face and was watching him closely as he scanned her nude beauty. Finally, a smile started across his face as she laughed, throwing her head back, her mouth open, a lusty half groan coming from deep inside her.
They moved as in slow motion, one then the other, stepping around each other, sizing each other up and touching each other's body with fingers, tentatively. After walking around her a few more times, he stopped and reached out from behind her, rubbing his hand across her cheeks, probing, ever so lightly, between them, making her lean forward a little, giving him more access to her crack. She leaned forward further as he explored her and he ran his other hand up and down her spine and across her back, softly massaging her as he continued his exploration.
She suddenly turned to face him, almost, it seemed, taking him by surprise. He stepped back as she smiled brightly at him before moving towards him. She reached out and cupped his balls in her hand, slowly massaging them with her fingers as he shut his eyes and silently, at least to me, groaned at her touch. I could tell by the look on her face that she was delighted that he was now under her control. Her smile turned to a mischievous grin as she massaged him, moving closer until she was pressed against him, their groins joined together. Her hands went around him and grasped his cheeks, pulling him into her, his hard cock sliding between her legs, resting between her lips.
She started gyrating her hips back and forth, fucking his cock, letting her juices, lubricate him. He was still standing with his eyes closed as she started down his body, her tongue circling his nipples then down further, until she took him into her mouth. His hands circled her head and pulled her into him, sending his hardness as far into her mouth as she could take it. In my mind, I could imagine it hitting the back of her throat as he started to move his hips, back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her as she sucked him.
His head went back and he stopped pumping into her and I knew that she was tasting him, her cheeks hollowing, as she sucked everything out of him. She slowly took him out of her mouth and kissed his head, licking the crown and through his slit, making sure that she had all of his come inside her. She then stood up and kissed him, their mouths open and their tongues exploring each other's oral cavity. After a few minutes, she stepped back and said something to him. He opened his eyes and smiled at her.
I couldn't watch anymore. I was angry but at the same time, enthralled by what I had seen. Never in my widest imagination, would I have thought that my father would be so bold and open with my wife. It made me wonder how long this had been going on as we had spent quite a lot of time with them at their cabin in the many years that we had been married. The more I thought about it, the anger in me softened and I realized that maybe this could be the start of something, only dreams are made of.
I had, since a young boy, listened to my parents in their bedroom many times, my mother groaning as my father pumped his cock in and out of her. I silently rubbed myself to orgasm many nights, dreaming of what it would feel like to be in my father's place, fucking my mother's wet cunt. Every time I was with a woman, in my teen years, my mother's image came into my mind and I felt like I was fucking her instead of the girl underneath me, taking me so deep into her.
Now, my wife was reaping the benefits of my father's size and experience right before my eyes. As I stole away quietly, I wondered what my mother would think if she knew about the two of them. The more I thought about it, the harder I got and I realized that, watching my wife let my father come in her mouth, was the most erotic vision I had ever seen and I wanted to watch them again and again. All I had to do was make sure I was in the right spot at the right time and I was sure, I would eventually see, his hard cock inside my wife's cunt. A slow grin came over my face as I thought about it and in my mind, I started to think of other possibilities too.
Over the next few days, I watched the two of them closely, just in case they gave their secret away. I also watched my mother and wondered what she would do if she caught them together. I found out the next day when I followed them and watched my wife let my father fuck her from behind as she knelt on the ground. Their passion was taxing on me, as they seemed to be so familiar with each other as if they had been together many times in the past. As they finished, I turned and happened to look up at one of the high windows in the cabin. I saw the curtains move back to their original position, as if someone had been watching them from there.
I grinned to myself as I realized that my mother had watched the two of them too and I started towards the cabin, thinking it was about time, that I found out how much my mother knew. I entered and went straight up to her bedroom. I stopped at the door and heard some soft moans coming from behind the door.
A flashback to the years of listening to my parents making love crossed my mind quickly and I took a deep breath, reaching tentatively, for the doorknob. I opened the door as quietly as I could and found my mother, her legs sprayed wide open, her finger circling her clit as she moaned from the pleasure she was giving herself. I watched as her hips bucked against the finger she had crammed inside herself and I heard the most erotic moan come out of her I had ever heard. I knew she was coming and I stood there, almost as if frozen in place, watching her. I watched her juices start to run out of her, over her finger and down her crack as she came violently, pushing her finger into herself as far as she could, groaning louder, each time she thrust her finger up into her now, saturated cunt.
She slowly lowered her hips down to the bed and pulled her finger out of herself. She then raised her hand up to her mouth and sucked on her finger, tasting her juices that were dripping off it, landing on her breasts. I could feel my cock straining against my pants as I watched my mother make love to herself and then, taste her juices. As I watched her, I scanned her naked body from her shaven groin to her heaving breasts. The vision of my youth came back and I realized that I was looking at her, not as a mother, but as a woman, one who enjoyed pleasuring herself as much as she liked to be pleasured. I couldn't help but marvel as the beauty of her pink lips and her nipples, hard and firm, as I stood watching her.
She rolled over onto her side, her back to me. I caressed her body with my eyes, taking in her firm, well-rounded cheeks and her back, so soft and inviting. I wanted to reach out and touch her, feel her softness and run my hands down between her soaking lips and feel her opening. I stole over to the bed and moved across it, finding her receptive to my body as I wrapped myself around her and felt her for the first time. I slowly ran my hand down her spine and across her cheeks, gently caressing them, holding and massaging them, spreading them apart as she groaned softly into the pillow. The bulge in my pants rubbed against her and she reached around, rubbing her hand across it as I continued caressing her cheeks and between them.
She groaned again and tried to grab my cock through my pants. She could feel my hardness against her and wanted to free it from its constraints. She half rolled onto her back and looked directly into my eyes, a soft, loving look that send a message throughout my body. She didn't seem surprised that it was me lying next to her, and not my father. She kept rubbing my bulge and then reached down to undo my pants, still without a word and never taking her eyes off me.
She helped me out of my clothes, taking my pants down and freeing my erection. I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and lay down, reaching out for her. She rolled on top of me and again, looked directly in my eyes, with a slight grin on her face. I could feel my cock rubbing against her crotch as she lay on top of me. She lifted herself up to her elbows and looked down at me, rubbing herself against my cock.
"I wondered how long it would be before you figured out what is going on around here," she said. "I'm surprised that it took you this long."
"Mom, I," I started but she stopped me.