Late Night Movies (chapter 11) - Sex Stories

Late Night Movies (chapter 11)

We finished playing through, all the while both of them talking. Explaining why other people couldn’t know about the things we do together, what I would see etc. It was reiterated a lot that if I didn’t want to do something all I need do is say my ‘independent’ word. There was a lot of talk about different tastes that people might have. How some might enjoy things that others say are ‘nasty’ or ‘gross’. I was assured by them often that no matter WHAT I want to ask about, it was okay and I would never get in trouble for it. I was saddened a bit when the sun started going over the hills and we were finishing on the 17th hole. I knew there was one left, a LONG one at that. A par 5 leading all the way back to the clubhouse, finishing up right in front of it. Before we rounded on the cart mommy lifted the bench seat and passed out all of our clothes. She passed each item to us and we put them on as she did. Mommy remained naked though and I smiled as I looked at the trails of dirt clinging to dried cum on her exposed chest. She had manipulated all of the mass on her face into her mouth skillfully but that left on her chest, it dried in the last moments of sunlight and she did nothing to bother with it. Soon we were all dressed, Mommy dressing herself last and they played through the last hole. When we pulled the golf cart up it really hit me that the day was over. My father must’ve recognized how disappointed I looked. “Don’t worry Bud, we will definitely gold again.” He said in ...

... a comforting manor. “But… can I watch movies with you and mommy tonight?” I asked it without even thinking. I didn’t want to blow my load and admit that I knew what kind of movies they watched. Clearly it was a less than tactful move. But my want and need was sincere. I was tired of being left out. I felt I’d earned a right in passage after enduring the whole ‘what you can tell who’ speech. “Well IM gonna pass out as soon as I get home!” my br other interrupted. Rage surged within me. I was so pissed. Of course HE didn’t care if I got left out. HE had already SEEN the movies with mom n’ dad! HE had no curiosity burning inside of HIM. I DID! Why wouldn’t he stick his neck out for me? We were br others! I helped him when HE needed it! “I don’t know Bud…” Daddy said and I believed it. He seemed to be searching in thought. “Your Mom n’ I will talk about it when we get home.” Was all he said as he lifted his clubs from the cart. We got loaded up in the truck, passing through the club house briefly. Frank sat smiling at the counter. “How many did ya hafta turn away?” Daddy asked. Frank said nothing, just shrugged with a goofy look on his face. “Fucken bullshit, hope ya enjoyed the show. You owe me you wannabe cocksucker!” Daddy said in a playful jest and we walked out. I could hear frank yelling something about a great show, and how he can’t wait to see how ‘he’ turns out but I had NO idea what they were talking about. We were in the truck and on the way home when Chris pulled his ...