Getting into the Family Business - Sex Stories

Getting into the Family Business

... back any longer. Without waiting for any more whispered permission, I groped her tits and pinched her perfect nipples through the fabric of her bikini.

Mom let out a yelp of pleasure. "Oh, yes baby. There you go. Don't mommy's tits feel good?"

I let myself kiss and lick her neck as she writhed on top of me, every movement of hers jerking my cock more. Mom shifted to sit up on my dick, and I had a view from behind of her stripping off the sheer nightie, exposing her smooth back to me and leaving nothing between my hungry hands and her body. She swiveled and turned to face me, still sliding her body over my dick. She lifted my shirt over my head to make me fully nude. She let her hands roam over my chest, shoulders and arms.

I lifted myself to take her nipples into my mouth as my hips began to involuntarily buck. My body wanted to fuck her so badly. Mom rolled her hips on top of me and let out moans and purrs that only encouraged me more. She looked down on me and smiled, enjoying every moment. She stood and again backed her ass into me. She bent slightly and I felt like she was signaling me to push that string out of the way and shove my dick into her. I reached out my hand...

Then we heard the door open abruptly. We both instantly froze. My mom, still pressed hard into me, turned her head in shock to the door and I peered over her shoulder.

My father stood in the doorway, mouth half open with what I could only imagine was anger on his face. "What the...," he ...

... began.

"Baby, I'm sorry. It just happened," my mom protested, her voice full of worry.

My dad stepped forward, seemingly huge in this moment. He turned to see something in the corner of the room and the anger in his face melted as he said, "Well, it's not how we talked about it happening, but this is what you wanted. Might as well."

'Not how we talked about it happening'? I was so confused and terrified. I felt the need to try and get up as being naked and having to fight my father seemed like the worst case scenario I'd never thought to even dream of. But then mom started grinding again. My dick, that had begun to soften, instantly turned rock hard again against her supple ass. Over her shoulder, I could see dad was stripping himself.

My dad was well known to be a handsome man. Part of the reason he was so happy with my mother's fitness craze recently was that he himself never stopped going to the gym and valued exercise immensely. His body was not overly bulky, but he had mass to him. As his shirt came off it exposed a lightly hairy chest over a muscled frame. He stepped forward and let my mom, who I am sure was grateful to avoid his anger, strip him of his pants. His dick was not yet fully hard, but like mine was thick and a healthy size. My mom's hands groped my fathers strong legs as she bent her head forward to take give his shaft a lick.

My dick got over its fear quickly and began to stiffen again against my moms ass. Without warning, my dad put his hand ...