Busted Parents: 2 Stories“Do as we say, not as we did.”

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Her Parents Caught Us NakedBut Haley and I discovered their shameful secrets.

"I'll

rip your fucking dick off; and stuff it down your fucking throat, if

you knock-up my daughter." It was Mr. Boyd Summers, the father of my

girlfriend Haley. He was very angry.

Haley

and I, both 18, having recently graduated from high school were sitting

in her parents' kitchen listening to the diatribe from Haley's father.

Haley spoke up, "Daddy, we're not doing anything like that. Please don't say things like that."

Mr. Summers continued, he was drunk and pissed-off. He ranted at me, "Don't you tell me you're not fucking my daughter!"

But I hadn't told him I wasn't fucking his daughter; his daughter had. She continued to defend herself. "Daddy, please! Josh and I have not been having sex."

Mr. Summers said, "Bull; shit! Don't lie to me, little girl."

"I'm not lying." She said. Haley was now crying.

Mrs. Summers entered the fray, "Boyd, don't speak like that to your daughter."

He said, "She's just a slut! Just like you and your sister."

Mrs.

Summers ignored the words and calmed him down. "Boyd, sit here! Let

your daughter explain herself." Oh boy, this would have to be a good

explanation.

Mr.

Summers sneered, "Okay, explain how you and this asshole” Boyd sneered

at me; “Came home naked? What were you doing, reading poetry to each

other?" He was drunk and angry.

I

could see his point, though. Haley and I had showed up at the front

door to her house, buck naked. It was a Saturday night in late May, and I

had picked her up for a date at 6:30. We left, fully clothed, only to

return at 1:30AM, without our clothes. Seeing their slender, beautiful

daughter, naked with some kid, had to be an incredible shock to her

parents.

I

walked her  from the driveway to her front door. It was locked because

we violated curfew. Haley had knocked on the door and we both retreated

to hide behind some shrubs. My plan was to get the hell out of there

once Haley had contacted her mother and gotten inside the house.

Her mom opened the door, to find no one on the porch. The conversation went like this;

"Pist, Mom. Can you get me a coat. I'm cold."

Her mother said, "Well come inside. Why are you hiding?"

Haley said, "I lost my clothes. Someone stole them."

"Where's Josh?"

"He's out here too."

I had asked her to just go inside and not involve me. It would only make things worse if she were naked and with me.

"Does he have clothes on?"

Haley answered, "No. They stole his clothes too."

That's

when Haley's dad came outside. "Helen, Wha da fuckis going on?" He

asked. We could tell immediately that he'd been drinking.

Haley's mom explained; “Boyd, Haley and her boyfriend were saying their clothes had been stolen.”

"Whah dah fuck!" He said.

Haley said to me, "Josh, Let's just go to your house."

I imagine my mom would be more receptive to me bringing home a naked girl. She probably expected shit like that from me.

Haley's mom said, "No. Get in here; both of you!"

 "I don't want Daddy to see me naked." Haley protested.

Boyd

said, "Why not. Probably half the city has seen you naked." Anyone on

the block could have heard Boyd announce his daughter’s nakedness. He

was hot, and getting hotter.

But

he didn't actually want to see his daughter naked, so he turned and

went in the house while Mrs. S got a couple of coats from the closet and

handed them to us in the bushes. She gave Haley a long coat, but I had

just a short coat that really didn't cover my ass and my dick was

sticking out. Having a girl's mother see your cock is not going to

create a favorable impression. It was enough to get us in the house.

Mrs. S got a pair of her husband's work pants for me, and a sweatshirt.

Haley went to her room and put on some clothes. We were hoping that

would be the end of it, but Mr. S called her down to the kitchen and

told me to sit my ass down. That's when he threatened to cut my dick off

and shove it down my throat. He was a big, rough guy, and I believed

him.

Anyway, Haley and I tried to explain what had happened.

She told the story, the G-rated version.

"Josh and I went to the movies and afterward we were driving around talking." Partially

true, we'd gone to the drive-in where we had necked furiously through

the entire movie. Neither of us could remember what the flick was about.

I was playing with her naked tits the entire time.

She continued, "After the movie, we drove around for a bit. We just like to drive around and talk about things." We were looking for a place to park. It was years ago, before cell-phones and the internet.

Haley continued, "You remember the old rock quarry out past Hooverville, where we would swim during the summers." Her mom and dad nodded. "I

convinced Josh to go swimming. It was such a nice night and I

remembered all the good times when you had taken us there when we were

kids." She was

sucking-up to them, playing the little daughter but not emphasizing that

she went swimming while naked with her boyfriend.

I spoke up and said, "It was my idea to go swimming. It wasn't, but I was trying to shield Haley's honor.

She said, "No,

it was my idea. We didn't have swim suits, so I convinced Josh we

should skinny-dip. He didn’t want to, but finally gave in, because it

was very dark and he didn’t want me to get hurt and not be able to help.

We'd never done anything like that before.”

 I hoped they believed it.

This

part about it being her idea was true. When Haley suggested we both

strip and go swimming, it actually didn't take me more than a second to

agree.

We'd

been to the drive-in movie. We'd gone there on dates half-a-dozen

times. We'd graduated from just kissing to where I stripped Haley to the

waist and spent a couple of hours playing with her fascinating tits. I

took my shirt off too. I also had my hands in her pants, playing with

her virgin pussy and rubbing her smooth, soft ass. I sucked her tits and

put my fingers inside her. She pulled on my cock. She had gotten me off

many times. She would use her hands to satisfy me, which avoided my

urge to go further. She would come too. Her crotch would get so warm

that I couldn't believe it. We steamed up the car windows, which

obscured our view of the movie, but we didn't care. We were young and in

love.

After

the movie, we drove around as we said. The quarry she mentioned was a

popular 'make-out' spot where teens like us would 'park'.

Haley continued telling her folks, "We

were swimming, when a couple of guys saw our car and pulled up. Then

they saw our clothes on the hood of Josh's car, and took them."

It was true. We were swimming in the cool deep water, and when a few guys we knew from school showed up. They knew my car.

"Hey Josh. What are you doing?" One of them said. It was a guy named Eddie.

He called a few times and I said, "I'm just taking a piss."

"Bullshit. Your clothes are on your car. Are you taking a piss or whacking off."

"Okay. I'm just swimming. I'll talk to you guys next week."

Eddie asked, "Are you alone?"

I said I was, but he said, "Well is this your bra and panties on the hood of your car."

I begged them to just be on their way, but they were enjoying their mastery of the situation.

"Who's with you?"

"None of your business. Please just leave us alone."

He said, "It must be Haley Summers in there with you. Her ID is in her jeans."

His friend john said, "She must be naked. I'd like to see that."

I said, "We are wearing swim suits (a lie)."

Carl, another of the guys said, "Why don't you two come out and say hello. You must be getting cold in that water."

It

was true. The water was very cold. My dick had shriveled to the size of

a peanut. We both had goosebumps and Haley's nipples were hard, like

little pebbles. The banter went back and forth with them wanting us to

come out and me trying to get them to go away. Haley asked them to

please leave. I offered money, but they weren't interested and I didn't

have much anyway. It was a stalemate, but we were in the losing

position. We were shivering from the cold water.

Finally, they said, "We'll wait over here by our car while you two come out."

Haley was very cold and said, "Let them see. I really don't care. We won't see them again since school is over."

We

had graduated and probably wouldn't cross paths with the three guys

very often again, although two of them were juniors and would

undoubtedly spread salacious stories around school next year. It

pissed-me-off that they would say embarrassing things that might detract

from Haley's reputation, but we had no options.

So,

I went first. Haley hung back in the bushes. They had taken our clothes

from the car hood, including my wallet and the car keys. I tried to

talk them into returning my stuff, but they wouldn't do it. I was

embarrassed, standing there naked. They'd seen me naked after gym class.

Haley was the prize.

"We want to see Haley naked." Eddie said.

John said, "I want to see those titties of hers that she flaunts around school."

Haley

was a very popular girl. She had a killer body and a nice set of boobs.

Many young men drooled over her. She'd only started at our school for

her senior year (and was 18), but had attracted many invitations for

dates. She went out with a number of guys, but she wouldn't 'put out',

so the more lecherous dudes left her alone. I was in American History

class next to her, and asked her out in a moment of rare courage. She

accepted and we had been 'going steady' for the last four months of the

school year. As time went on, we did more and more, but she had limits

and I proceeded very cautiously, not wanting to disrespect her; but

damn, she made me hot. Haley was a young woman with glands and sexual

desires too. We hadn't had sex. She was telling her daddy the truth. We

sure were proceeding toward it though. She wanted to wait at least until

we had graduated; and I had agreed.

Anyway,

Haley finally had to walk out naked and the assholes shined a light on

her, seeing her pretty naked body. She tried to cover-up, but with

limited success. She had one hand covering her pussy, and the other arm

over her breasts, but everything else was exposed. I'll bet they all

went home and whacked-off, thinking about her. She stood there for a

moment then hid behind my car. They wouldn't give us our clothes, but

did return my wallet and keys and Haley's ID. Eddie put the items on a

rock and then insisted that Haley walk over to get them. She was angry

and embarrassed, but gave them their show. They could see her tits when

she picked up the items. She dropped my wallet and needed both hands to

hold everything, so the jerks had a glimpse of her pussy. They finally

drove away with our clothes. I'm sure Haley's panties were their most

popular trophy. They were wet with her scent, perfume and the secretions

from her pussy during our hours at the drive-in.

Haley

was upset. She knew an unknown number of boys would be fondling and

sniffing her panties. I lamented my inability to recover them somehow.

On the other hand, after a few minutes, Haley became highly aroused,

over being exposed to other people. She didn't say anything but she was

hot when I kissed her. It was our first hint of her exhibitionist

tendencies.

Those guys had seen her naked, but I was the one taking her home.

Haley had told her mom and dad a sanitized version of the events at the quarry; she said; “Somebody stole our clothes but we hadn't seen who it was.”

Her

dad wasn't satisfied and was skeptical of everything she had told them

beyond the fact of Haley and I showing up naked at their door.

The tables Turn.

He

ranted, "Helen, your daughter is going to get knocked-up, then what?"

Haley had gotten into a good college and her dad was afraid she would

get pregnant and mess up her future.

Helen

said, "Boyd. She's not going to get pregnant. She'd told you she's not

having sex with this boy. Why don't you believe her."

He said, "I know what goes on with kids these days."

She said, "They're smarter than we were."

He

grumbled and Helen said, "Here you are yelling at this boy about

whether he's doing the same things you did when you were his age. I

don't think he's pressing her to have sex like you did with me."

Some family secrets were coming out. Haley looked at her mom.

Mrs.

S said, "Go ahead, Boyd, tell your daughter how you begged me to let

you screw me and how you got me pregnant and I had to quit college. Your

daughter is smarter than I was."

Whoa, too much information, but it explained his suspicions.

Haley, angry with her dad, pushed the issue, "Daddy, did you have sex with Momma before you guys were married?"

Mr. Summers was being confronted by his daughter, tried to avoid answering, but she was agitated.

Helen

volunteered, "They called it fucking back then, just like they do how.

Tell them Boyd, how you had to marry me; or my daddy would've cut your

dick off and shoved it down your throat."

Boyd was finally stymied. "We shouldn't be talking about this in front of Haley."

Haley said, "Jennie

and I used to wonder about how Benjamin was born only five months after

you guys got married. You told us he was premature. He sure was." Haley was laughing now. Her mom joined her. “No wonder you assume everybody does it! Truth is, you did it!”

It

finally broke her daddy's angry mood and he began to laugh. “Go ahead,

Helen, let your daughter know everything. Tell your daughter what a slut

you were.”

Helen

laughed too. She walked around the table and stepped behind Boyd, then

slid her hands down inside the collar of his tee shirt; and said; "Your

daddy couldn't keep it in his pants, once he met me. Damn right I was

irresistible, wasn't I Boyd."

He just meekly said, "You were, oh boy, you were." Then he reached around and slapped her ass.

They

realized they were saying too much. Boyd pulled Helen’s arm around and

gathered her on his lap. The two parents seemed to lose interest in us

kids. After a few minutes, Helen said, "We're going to bed. You kids can

watch TV downstairs. Just keep quiet. See you tomorrow."

I sensed that they had urges to satisfy.

I

was following Haley to the staircase when Boyd called me to the side

and handed me something. It was a three-pack of condoms. He tried once

more to put his game face on and said, "My warning stands."

They

went off. Haley looked up at me from the bottom of the stairs, relieved

that it was over, at least for now. Then, we reflected. Her parents had

just confirmed they were going to leave us alone in the basement game

room, and her dad had given me a 3-pack of rubbers. Haley laughed and

asked me to help pull out the hide-a-bed. We found a movie on TV;

another movie that we weren't going to watch. I got comfortable and she

went back up to the kitchen to make popcorn.

I

was sitting back on the hide-a-bed with my naked body under the sheet

and quilt, thinking I was going to give Haley a delightful surprise. I

was just watching the movie when I heard her coming, and looked her way

when she reached the bottom of the stairs. She had a bowl of popcorn,

but that was all. She was naked. I looked at her firm young breasts; her

flat stomach with her sexy navel; the furry dark triangle of hair on

her pussy; her toned thighs; her tanned legs; her glimmering long hair;

her smile; and her pretty face. I was transfixed by the most wonderful

thing I had ever seen. My very own girlfriend, naked and walking toward

me.

She

put down the refreshments and crawled up, straddling my lap and put her

breasts in my face. I ran my hands over her back and her tender

ass-cheeks. My cock was hard, of course and she soon discovered my

complete state of undress. I nuzzled her breasts and licked her nipples.

I said, "Are you sure we should be doing this?"

She said, "Didn't you just hear them tell us they were going to leave us alone as long as we don't make too much noise?"

I wasn't sure they meant it that way, but I nodded. She moved down and pulled on the sheet. My horny young cock popped out.

I reached to the lamp table and got a condom. I started to open it.

"You don't need that." Haley said.

"Why not. I don't want your daddy to cut my dick off and shove it down my throat."

She said, "I'm

on the pill. Momma took me to the doctor last month. She said she

couldn't tell me what to do anymore since I was an adult; and that I

should never be dependent on some horny boy having a rubber when he

needs it; or pulling out of my pussy before he comes."

I was experiencing a lot of new surprises, tonight. I just looked at Haley, speechless.

"Momma

told me not to tell Daddy. He doesn't know. It would upset him so much.

I think he wants me to stay his little girl until I’m past menopause!"

Haley

leaned in and kissed me passionately. I had one hand on her soft tit,

and my other hand on her soft ass. Then she decided to move straight to

the feature presentation. She slid her pelvis down onto me, using her

hand to guide my straining cock into her smooth, warm vagina.

 It

was the first time for both of us, and it felt marvelous, like nothing I

had ever experienced. My Cock was squeezed in the sleeve of her cunt,

and I felt a sensation along the entire length of my dick, massaging and

stimulating it. She kissed me and humped her hips, riding my cock. It

didn't take me long. My cock had dreamt of being inside a pussy for its

entire life, and wouldn't wait any longer. I felt my semen build up and

my balls began to contract; then I exploded into Haley's spasming cunt.

The release was amazing. We were both panting and sweating from extreme

arousal. Unbelievable! We kissed and held each other.

I apologized for coming so soon. She told me not to worry, because we were going to do it again.

"My daddy gave you three condoms, so he expects you to screw me three times tonight."

I was pretty sure that was not his intent, but I said. "Well, I certainly don't want to piss him off, do I?"

We

made love a second time and then a third. We made good use of the couch

in the recreation room while the television played a movie; we had no

idea what it was. I relished Haley for the entire night. The second time

we did it, she wanted to try 'doggie style' so I had the pleasure of

gazing at her soft young ass while my cock sawed in and out of her

pussy. The third time was in the 'missionary position' and was tender

and slow. It is the most memorable night of my life, the first time I

made love to my future wife.

I

was there all night but left very early in the morning before her

parents were up and about. I didn't want to confront her mom and dad

after spending the night with their daughter. But I'm sure they heard my

car start when I left. Haley couldn't honestly deny that we were having

sex any longer. I told my mom that I'd stayed at another friend's

house.

Haley

and I dated through college and were married the year before we

graduated. We must've fucked a thousand times over those four years. We

are still together. Haley still laughs with her brother and sister about

the secrets her mom and dad had revealed that night.

One

vivid memory I have is after I impregnated Haley for the first time,

after we were married, of course. Her mom and dad came to visit and we

told them. I shook hands with her dad with one hand on my crotch.

He

saw and said, "Don't worry. I'm not going to cut your dick off and

shove it down your throat. I was just kidding when I said that."

He sure fooled me!

Based on a post by yellowjacket66, for Literotica.

 Santa’s Christmas Sausage.Mark saw mommy doing Santa Claus.

Based on a post by Bh76. Listen to the Podcast at my First Time.

I

woke to the sound of scraping, on the roof. At nineteen years old, I

knew it was the big tree in the backyard and not Santa Claus. It woke me

all the same. I looked at the time and sighed; three o'clock.

We

had gotten home from my grandmother's a little after one, and I was out

like a light. My parents used the time after we got home, to wrap our

immediate family's presents. It was an annual tradition. They always

opened a bottle of wine, turned on 'A Christmas Story,' and wrapped our

presents. It never made sense to me that they did it the night before,

but it was what it was.

I

was thirsty, so I opened my door, and looked to see if they were still

up. I didn't want to get yelled at for spying on my presents. Those

spankings from my youth, were still fresh on my mind.

Hearing

nothing, and seeing no lights on, I made my way down a few stairs and

sat low. Through the ballusters I could see motion near the sofa. In the

glow of the Christmas Tree lights and a burning fireplace, I could

clearly see the back of a man, with a red santa hat, incredible white

beard, red tanktop, and red pants dropped to his ankles, and the bare

legs of a woman.  Santa’s coat was draped over the ottoman.

I slid on my ass, wearing just my boxers and a tee-shirt.

Now

3 steps lower, I could clearly see the backside of done serious doggie

fucking! My mom was bent over the couch, getting fucked from behind, by a

man in a Santa suit. It was a very authentic-looking suit. And the

beard looked incredibly real.

I

watched in shock as she had her legs spread wide, and leaning down on

her hands with her pelvis at rest on the sofa’s rounded armrest. her

large natural breasts swung with each hard thrust from Santa, who I

certainly hoped was my father. Her heavy breathing was loud, and she

occasionally looked back over her shoulder, and the man who was reaming

out her wet cunt. I assume her eyes were closed in lust, and she at

times bit her lips. "Fuck me, Santa. Fuck me harder, Saint Nick."

I

stayed down and peered through the balusters, to avoid being seen; and

watched as Santa continued to plow my modest, old-fashioned mother from

behind. I have to admit she looked hot with her sweaty hair matted to

her forehead and her plump ass jiggling with each impact. I found myself

getting hard at the sight.

The

slapping sound was loud and sexy. Her moans were soft and frequent.

Santa groaned, "Ho, ho, fucking ho, you've been a naughty girl this

year; haven't you?"

"No, uh; Santa; oh. I've; oh God! Been, a; ah; good, uh, girl."

"You've

been a slut, haven't you? You've been letting your husband have your

ass, haven't you?" Santa said; which made me almost give up my presence

up high on my perch. I couldn't believe my mom did anal. Holy shit!

"Yes, Santa, oh God! Harder, I'm so close. Jim loves my ass, and I love it too."

I couldn't believe my ears. Then my cock got rock hard, imagining my mom, with a cock deep in her ass.

"Well, Mary, I just happen to have some lube, right here."

What

happened next, shattered all of my preconceived notions of what was

really happening. Out of nowhere, a bottle appeared in his hand ,bathed

in a shower of golden sparkles. It couldn't really be Santa Claus,

banging my mom in our living room, could it?

I

watched Santa take off his gloves and squirt the liquid onto her crack.

He fingered her backdoor and she squealed in delight at the double

penetration.

"So good, Santa. So fucking good."

I

gasped when he pulled out of her pussy and flopped his fat sausage,

lying flat on her ass crack. I couldn't take my eyes off of his long fat

cock as he lubed it up. I couldn't believe she was going to try to take

it. I looked down at my boxers and realized I was nearly as long, now

poking way out of my fly; but I was nowhere near the girth of that

salami roll. I feared for her getting injured.

He said, "Are you ready, Slutty Mary?"

"Yes, Santa. Give it to me."

He

pressed the tip in, and I watched her turn her head back, she was

terrified as she looked at his face; her eyes bulged in shock as he

wedged his shaft deep in.

"Holy hell," she shrieked.

Santa flashed an evil grin and pushed forward. "Oh, damn," he groaned. "You're the tightest ass I'll have, all this night."

I saw anger flash in my mother's eyes, but it was only for a moment. She got lost in the sensation from the intruder in her ass.

"Yes, Santa. Nice and slow. Just like that."

He

threw his head back; then started to piston back and forth. The sight

was incredible! I wished I had a camera. I was going to have jerk-off

fodder for a long time, with just the memory.

"Oh yeah, Mary. That's what you like, isn't it, Santa's slut. You're my slut right?"

"Yes, Santa. I'm your slut. Oh, fuck that's good."

He

continued his steady pace as he stretched her hole. I could only

imagine what it looked like up close. What I was seeing was better than

any porn I'd ever seen.

"You love it don't you. You love my big cock in your ass."

"Yes, Santa. Oh, fuck! Yes."

He

picked up his pace and started to slam into her. I could hear the

slapping again and it was so sexy. I loved that sound. Then I watched

her face and tits fall to the cushion and she brought her fingers to her

pussy. Added to the slapping sound was the sloshing sound of her wet

pussy being frigged to orgasm.

I

noticed a round black object on the Ottoman, that I hadn’t seen before.

Lean my face up to the slot between two balusters of the staircase

railing. It had been obscured by mom’s head; until she laid her face

onto the sofa cushion. A square lighted shape was next to it. Mom had a

camcorder, filming her sex video with Santa?

"Cum for me, Mary. Cum hard."

"Fuck,

fuck, yes!" she shrieked loudly. They didn't break stride, oblivious to

how loud they were. I couldn't believe they didn't wake my sister.

"I'm close, Mary. I want to cum on your tits."

He

pulled out and she rolled around onto her knees. He only stroked a few

times, before rope after rope blasted onto her neck and tits.

He

groaned in pleasure before he flicked the last drops of cum at her open

mouth. It was so dirty, so unlike my mother on any other day of the

year. Well, I assumed that. I'd never watched her get fucked before.

A

red towel appeared, and he wiped off his glistening cock, still slick

with lube, then my mom's spread ass. He tossed it into the burning

fireplace and pulled up his pants. I watched my naked mom sit on the rug

and sip some wine as she watched his semi-flaccid cock get tucked into

his red pants. Then he fastened his belt.

He

smiled at her as he put on his coat and straightened his hat. "You're

the best fuck ever, Mary. I still can't believe you took me anally."

"I trained for it, Santa. I used dildos and butt plugs, all day, to get used to the size."

"Such a good girl, Mary. You've definitely earned this one."

He moved his hands like a magician and a present appeared in his hand. It looked like a necklace box.

"Oh, Santa. You're too good to me."

She

stood naked, her tits swinging, and kissed him in what looked like

serious tongue-wrestling. I took that opportunity to return to my

bedroom. I never got my drink.

Morning Light.

"Rise

and shine, everybody," my mom shouted from the kitchen. When we were

kids, she was the one who got woken up by us. Funny how times change.

I

walked into the hall and saw my sister emerge from her room. Her hair

looked every bit like a rat's nest as she scratched her butt and elbowed

me out of her way.

I shook my head and took delight in the smell of cinnamon rolls and sausage, wafting through the house.

Dad was pouring a cup of coffee as mom flipped the sausage. "Jenny and Mark, do you want to put the icing on the rolls?"

We'd been doing that since we were old enough to hold the spatula.

"Of course, daddy," Jenny said brightly. She was eighteen, but delighted in Christmas as if she were still five.

I

sat down and watched dad as he slapped mom on her ass. She winced and

gave him a yelp. He smirked knowingly, as he sat with his coffee. I

still didn't know what the hell happened the previous night. Was it

really Santa Clause? Or was it my dad?

I

watched mom closely that morning. I'd never before noticed how sexy she

was. I always knew she was pretty but seeing her, taking a large fat

cock in her ass; gave me something entirely different to think about.

We

finished icing the rolls and Jenny excused herself to go to the

bathroom. Mom sat down and took dad's hand. She looked at me with a

smirk and said, "So Mark, I hope you got enough sleep, last night. But

did you enjoy the show?"

Busted!

"Um..." I stuttered.

"It's

okay," dad said. He waved his hands and a napkin appeared in his hand.

"Just don't do it again, okay? You’re old enough to know a healthy

marriage when you see it; but unless you’re invited to watch, just go

about your own business. Got it?"

I nodded and bit into my roll.

 I couldn't believe; I forgot. Dad used to do magic for us, when we were little kids.

And

 I couldn't believe that's all they said about their sex fantasy

videos. Years later, when I caught them screwing in my garage, I

realized they were becoming full-blown exhibitionists. Unreal.

Not

long after that; Jenny told me she came across a folder of sex videos,

hidden deep in a portable hard drive. She thought Dad had a secret porn

stash, that mom ought to know about.

I told her; “Mom knows. Trust me. The videos are probably home movies they made; and then watch together as a turn-on.”

“What?” she said. “Mom and dad do that stuff?”

“Yeah!

I said. “I stumbled upon the two of them really late one night, in the

living room. The next morning mom and dad asked if I enjoyed it. I was

speechless. They just told me to give them space, and quit watching.”

“Damn!” Jenny said. “Never would have thought our prim and proper mother would be this kinky?”

Hey!” I added. “At least they have a great sex life. How many of our friends even have both parents still together?”

“As

long as we don’t have to explain to our friends about our parents

posting it on Pornhub, I’ll be just fine with it.” Jenny concluded.

Based on a post by Bh76, for Literotica.