Danny left for school shortly after his father. He, too, hoped Patty Trent would be busy with her vacuum, but wasn't too disappointed when she wasn't. After last night, well, he didn't need anything else clouding his mind the day of a big test.
He'd heard his mother screaming, "Give it to me. Jam that big cock in my mouth!" in the midst of the other noises coming through the wall, and he'd taken the risk of sneaking into the hall to listen at their door. Once there, he'd been rewarded by finding the door slightly ajar. The latch that his father kept intending to fix had given way, and the door was open about six inches. That's why they were so loud. Danny knelt at the door and watched his parents engage in an athletic 69 session while stroking his cock inside his pajama bottoms.
In all the time he'd listened to them, he'd never been able to see the action. Damn, he had good looking parents. His mom was toned and trim, his dad muscular, and they fucked like pros. Danny was also pleased to see that his father, while not badly endowed, had a smaller cock than he did. Danny probably had two inches on the old man, and that news made him all the harder. For the first time, he allowed himself to give coherent thought to the idea of fucking his mother. He'd only listened before, so he'd thought of it rather like listening to a dirty movie. But now, seeing them, he couldn't help but imagine being in his father's place with his cock inside her mouth while he lapped at her pussy. God, they were hot !
He pulled his pajama bottoms off then, knowing that his folks were too busy to catch him and he'd need someplace to cum if he didn't want to be cleaning the carpet. Once his cock was free, he jerked off with abandon as he watched his father's cock moving in and out of his mother's mouth and she thrust her hairy cunt up against Dad's mouth. And, oh my God, his mother had actually jerked Dad off on her own face! Danny soaked his pajama bottoms at the sight of that!
Now he drove to school determined to find himself a steady girlfriend so he could get his dick back in gear. He really needed to get laid.
Elaine Porter spent first hour daydreaming about last night. First, it had been the sound of her parents, and then, well, then was something else. They had seemed louder than usual, and she'd finally given in and went to her door and peeked into the hall. She had intended to leave her room, but she stopped when she saw her brother kneeling at her parent's door and peeking through the crack.
Now, when the red-headed 18 year old should be listening to her teacher, she was thinking of the sight of Danny pulling his pants off and stroking his long, hard cock while her mother cried out, "Eat me!" She sat reveling in the memory of the huge spurt of jism that he released into his wadded pajama bottoms.
And, of course, it was a bit funny, too. Her parents were fucking with such abandon that they were oblivious to anything else, and her brother was wanking his pecker so hard that he didn't notice her masturbating and watching him jerk off. She wondered just how many nights the family had managed to cum together like they had last night, since it was fairly obvious that both she and Danny had been listening to their parents for a long time.
Her only regret as she sat ignoring her history class was that she hadn't been able to watch the show like Danny could. Maybe, if it happened again, she'd go out and join him at the door. That thought made her wet right there in class, and she did her best to stop thinking of anything beside Hitler. She especially didn't want to thinking about grasping her brother's cock, stroking and . . . no, think about Hitler.
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Emily Porter thought they'd never be gone, though it was only nine o'clock when the house finally cleared. Once it was empty, she quickly removed her clothing and stood naked in her living room. It was kind of exciting, but only kind of.
She had no desire to expose herself to the neighbors, but the feeling of freedom that came over her with the air flowing over her bare skin was a bit of a thrill. She liked being unencumbered and resolved to spend the day just like this.
She did dishes and wiped up the kitchen counter, and then she went to her office and proof read a technical manuscript she was editing for her company. There wasn't much to do there, not enough to keep her away from what she really wanted to do, anyway.
She wanted to spend some quality time with Big Wally.
Big Wally was the name she'd given to the huge dildo Robert had bought her. Ten inches long and about eight inches around, it was more dick than she had ever seen in real life. Robert had assured her that it wasn't actually an unrealistic representation. He was secure enough in his own manhood to confess that many men at the gym were very much better endowed than he was. "I've never seen them hard, of course," he said, after she'd marveled at the size of the fake cock he'd given her. "But I can well imagine some of them being about this size. Our neighbor, for instance, is hung like a horse."
She thought about that as she got Wally out of her bedroom drawer and stood looking at it. The neighbor to whom he had been referring was Charles Trent. He was a construction foreman, and she knew he was muscular, but she'd never given thought to his cock until Robert mentioned it. Now, after getting a broader look at the Trent marriage, she couldn't help but wonder how he matched up to Wally.
Rather than her usual routine of diddling herself in the bedroom, Emily took Wally and her bottle of oil downstairs to the living room. It was her home after all, and there was nobody there to stop her from frigging herself where ever she wanted. Feeling increasingly horny, knelt on the floor and pressed the suction cup beneath the plastic ball sack of her huge dildo down on the polished surface on the corner of her coffee table.
She didn't need the oil for her pussy, for she was quite wet when she manipulated her clit and then slipped her fingers inside of herself. She licked Wally's shaft, kissed the broad head, and then took it into her mouth to run her tongue around the bulbous head. "Oh, Charlie," she whispered, and that idea made her hotter. She sucked the fake cock as best as she could while working her cunt to a small orgasm that signaled her need for more.
Wally needed the oil, of course, and she lubricated him completely and then lowered her hips down to the fat head. Normally, she'd already had Robert's cock inside of her and so was more ready for Wally's intrusion, so she had to be satisfied with rubbing her clit with the head of the fat, fake dick for awhile.
"Oh, Charlie," she whispered again. "Do me."
Yesterday had been a revelation. She hadn't dared kiss Patty's tits, but she certainly did handle them. So soft, and tipped with rubbery nipples. She could see why men liked playing with tits. And the sight of Patty's fingers sliding into her shaved pussy, was, well, she'd come three times while they sat in the car fingering themselves and laughing. When they'd finally parted, it was with the promise that they'd have to do something like that again.
She wasn't sure what that something might be, but her speculation on the subject got her hot enough to start taking the fat dildo into her pussy. No, her cunt, she wanted the dildo in her cunt. Yes, that was it, and she lowered herself onto it with a satisfied sigh and began fucking the plastic pecker for all she was worth.
"Fuck my cunt," she moaned as she fought to get all ten inches inside, tightening herself as she humped it and rubbed her clit. Finally, her orgasm hit her like a freight train and she had to steady herself on the table, quivering, until the feeling passed. Then, she began humping Wally again. Once was not enough.
"Wow, that's one hell of a horse cock!"
The voice behind her shocked her so that she stumbled to one side and fell to the floor, Wally's suction releasing so that he came along with her.