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Watching Too…irishmik60 The smooth glass of the bottleneck slid effortlessly in and out of my heated tunnel. Lubricated by the juices I was churning up from my inner depths. I could feel the walls of my cunt squeezing, sucking that glass replacement, as though it could pull cum from an inanimate object. What I’d give to feel a hot splash of sperm flooding my insides. Lying back against the headboard, legs raised and bent, my clit hard and distended by the friction of the bottleneck’s pistoning. Ohhh, how I wished my boyfriend’s cock was plumbing me right now. But, alas, here I was in the bed I’d grown up in. At my parents home, my old room. I’d just witnessed my parents fucking like teenagers. Never before had I thought that older folks could rut like animals in heat. I mean, I was 19, a freshman in college, and it never occurred to me that older folks in their 40’s fucked. To me, 40 was over the hill. As though once you turned that magic number, sex became a memory. But, what I’d just witnessed blew me away. Here it was, ‘Spring Break’ and my current boyfriend was somewhere down south with his buddies. I knew he was partying, getting drunk, high, and fucking anything that he got the chance to. I loved him, but at the same times was pissed he hadn’t brought me with him. Brad and I had a very active sex life. My parents didn’t know he was living with me at my college apartment. My previous roomie had moved in with her boyfriend and I couldn’t pay the entire rent all by myself. Brad and I had been dating for about 6 weeks and he offered to move in and share istanbul travesti the expenses. How nice, share the rent and share each others bodies. Every morning we’d shower together. Caressing each other, in a mutual masturbation under the cascading hot water. Not really fucking, but more of a tease, letting us each cum, but telling us of things to come when we returned home that evening after classes. We even experimented in a threesome or two, but I saw he was jealous when I spoke of a 2nd male. We’d now been together over 6 months and the lust was starting to wear off. I didn’t have the spare money to go off for ‘Spring Break’. Brad couldn’t resist running off with his buddies. I’d already decided that I was going to ask him to move out when he returned, but at the same time knew I’d miss his stiff cock. For the self centered guy he was, he knew how to fuck. The one good thing I can say about him was he never left me wanting. His cock always brought out the hardest orgasms I’d ever experienced. Then, I’d only had two other lovers, so wasn’t that experienced. Just plain old horny all the time. Back to the present. I’d been staying with my parents over this holiday, not wanting to be alone. This evening I’d witnessed them fucking wildly, seeing my dad’s monster penis saw in and out of my mother, his wife. I saw my mother devour his cock as best she could. being at least 10″ she seemed to have difficulty taking it all down her throat. That didn’t seem to matter. For not being able to deep throat him, she made up for it in istanbul travestileri the talented way she orally idolized his tool. Like a rising snake responding to a snake charmers call, dad’s dick rose to the occasion. I’d never seen a cock so big! Mom could barely get her hand around the shaft. The veins thick and protruding, looked like they could burst. The rounded purple head, glistening in mom’s saliva, pre cum dripping to add to the wetness. I watched as mom sucked dad, fucked dad, then draw his cum from his swollen nuts. I’d never seen a man cum that much. Being used to fucking on a daily basis, and being without for almost a week, the scene before me drove me to a sexual frenzy. My pussy, dripping juices, I knew I had to have something hard in it and soon. With no real live cock around for me, I returned to my room with the beer I’d been drinking, and settled on my bed. Knowing I’d be masturbating well into the night wishing I had a cock to pound me like the one mom was playing with. All the time I was mentally thinking of a cock that size fucking me. I never imagined I was really thinking of dad fucking me. Jamming that pole of his as deep in me as I could take it. Filling me with his juice. Hammering against my cervix. Making it overflow from my insides. Here I was, thinking I was being quiet, fucking myself with this glass replacement for a cock. The only cock I was going to get for the next week, when I heard the sounds. Small gasps, little whimpers. Lost in my own passion, I peeked up from under my lust travesti filled eyelids and was startled to see my parents watching from the doorway. Startled, but too lost in my passion I kept driving the bottle’s smooth glass neck in and out of me. I could feel the juices churning deep inside. Knowing my parents were watching Was this some perverted thrill? Tilting the bottle slightly I could drag the end of the bottle over my G spot. That did it. Once I did that my orgasm overtook me. Faster and faster I drove the glass cock in and out, screaming out as I came. Light headed I fell back against the pillows, breathing in short gasps. Sweat rolling down my face, pussy juice leaking from around the bottle. I was so weakened I couldn’t even pull the bottle from inside me. As I lay there, I glimpsed over towards the doorway. Mom was bent forward, dad behind her slowly fucking her, never taking his eyes from me. Mom was rubbing her clit, being supported by dad’s hands holding her tit’s. Soft grunts coming from her lips each time dad bottomed out in her. They could see I saw them, yet made no effort to stop or leave. Right there, in the doorway of my childhood room they fucked like rutting animals. The view before me kept me mesmerized. I was welded to their bodies, unable to look away. They knew I was watching them. Naked on my bed, a longneck beer bottle stuffed in my pussy, I couldn’t move. Finally my mother looked up and saw me gazing transfixed at them. “Yes Marsha, your dads cock feels good.” Oh My God! Mom was telling me things I never wanted to know, but this night had seen once, and now was seeing again! This time in the doorway of the room I’d grown up in. This was so wrong, sooo hot! I could see mom’s nipples hard and distended between dad’s thumbs and forefingers. Squeezing her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he fucked her again and again.

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