Late Night Movies (chapter 11) - Sex Stories

Late Night Movies (chapter 11)

... DOES.” He said, smiling at my mother. Dad got out of the car and let Chris out just after he pulled his sweats up. I just kind of sat there, still frozen by what had happened when I realized Mom had already gotten out and was scooting the seat forward. She grabbed my foot and examined it like a doctor and I began to laugh at the tickling of her fingernails. “Doesn’t HURT does it?” She asked and I shook my head. I really saw what a slut my mother was though when she started to suck up the still thick strands of semen that clung to my dirty foot. She savored in it. She loved it. She moaned as she sucked it up and I began to feel less ashamed and more jealous I was missing out. She looked up at me just as she sucked the last thick gob from my pantleg, her eyes smiling. I wasn’t offended anymore but nobody really cared. Daddy and Chris were already in the house and mommy mearly told me to hurry up before hurrying inside herself. I put my shoe on and hurried inside. I could hear the shower already started and saw my br other run from his room into the bathroom naked, slamming the door behind him. When I made my way to the living room I saw dad turning the TV on and sitting down while I heard mom clacking around in the kitchen getting dinner going. “Mmmm I’m starved.” Daddy said and I repeated the phrase as he settled on the latter half of a Star Trek episode. “Chops or Chicken?” Mom yelled from the kitchen. “Chops…” Daddy yelled, “With shrooms n rice!” he added at the last ...

... second and pulled me in close as I sat next to him. I wanted to ask him if he’d talked to mommy yet even though I knew he hadn’t a free moment since we got home. Instead I asked him if he wanted a beer and he smiled brightly at that. I went into the kitchen and saw mommy lovingly preparing dinner as I grabbed a silver can from the fridge. She looked at me as I closed it. “It’s for Daddy!” I said, worried I’d get into trouble. “I know hun, off ya go.” She said with a smile and went back to what she was doing. I came back to find Daddy loading some green stuff into his pipe. He hadn’t ever smoked while I was awake before so it really caught me by surprise. I handed him his beer and watched his every move as he lit the end, inhaled deep then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke toward the television screen smiling. He took a big drink then leaned back into the couch looking at me. “So what’d ya think of today, Bud?” Daddy asked kicking off his shoes. I had no idea how to answer that. I was feeling a crazy amount of things, curiosity burning within me. I still felt timid when it came to asking such bold questions though. “What did ya think of seeing your mother treated like a slut?” He asked specifically. “I thought…” I hesitated in answering. I wasn’t sure what I should be saying and that scared me. “I thought it was a little weird at first. I thought she’d be… I don’t know unhappy being made fun of. She seemed VERY happy though so it made it fun.” Daddy looked deep in thought for a bit ...