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Click hereI looked down. My mom was standing on the steps of the pool, leaning over the stair's rail. They were in profile for me, looking at the deck above them, where their daughter appeared be getting righteously fucked by their son's best friend and a guest in their house. Dad had the advantage of experience. He didn't need to use his hands. He kept both hands on mom's hips, bent his knees a little, moved up and began to pump. I could hear the sounds their bodies made, my parents, my sister, and her new lover.
I moved the head off my cock up and down Muriel's cunt and then, steadying it with one hand, entered her. She sighed in pleasure as I began to fuck her. I had lost control, or most of it anyway. I'd like to think if she'd made any sign of discomfort or displeasure I would have understood and stopped. On the other hand I might be full of shit to worry that I, a man with an average dick could hurt her in the first place. Regardless, I fucked her as hard as I've ever fucked anyone.
Sweat began to fly off my forehead and splash on her back. I put my hands on her ass. I squeezed and spread. I eyed her asshole. I was fascinated by the sight of a thin rim of her pussy clinging to my cock when I pulled out. I wet one finger and rubbed it over her asshole. She moaned again. I considered putting my finger in her ass. A week older me would have done so but not the me in that moment, doing so seemed too much, so I didn't.
The sound of six bodies slamming into each other filled the air between the two houses. If anyone was on the beach beyond the dunes they couldn't fail to hear what was going on. I scanned the dunes, half hoping to see a row of heads, maybe even the glint of binoculars, peeking through the dune weeds, but saw nothing.
I turned my head slightly. Jim and Jill were still going at it. Suddenly, she pulled away. Before I could wonder if he'd hurt her, she was on her knees, sucking his cock. His hands found her head and I heard his groans clearly. What a slut my sister was turning out to be. Christ.
I got it into my head that I had to last longer than my dad. I wasn't sure if he had cum when they were fucking earlier. I watch him blow one load into my mother's waiting mouth. He was twenty years older than me and had gotten hard again as fast as I had. Fuck yeah, dad. I had cum earlier, once hours ago by the pool and again a short time ago, straight down Muriel's throat. That gave me edge, despite my inexperience.
It was enough. Not long after my sister and her lover had collapsed onto one of the lounge chairs, I saw my dad's pace quicken. My mom's whimpers of excitement climbed in pitch and volume. He pulled out of her, pressed his hips against her ass and began to pound at his cock. I swear he came more than when he shot off in her mouth. My dad was a fucking stud.
Muriel and I were last. I remembered a Bible school verse, something about the last shall be first or something like that. I reminded myself I was an atheist but the thinking of a Bible verse while I was fucking the lady next door as my family watched was sufficiently sacrilegious I couldn't help but cringe inside.
Muriel didn't whimper like my mom. She growled, deep in her throat. She'd just cum. I didn't think she could cum again so soon but she began to meet my thrust with her own. I'd cum twice today. Even in the depths of passion and lust, there was enough insecurity floating around inside me I distinctly told myself to not pull out, to cum insider her, in case I didn't have much of a load.
The force of my thrusts ratcheted up another notch. Each slap of our bodies was punctuated by a single grunted word: "I'm. Going. To. Cum. Oh. Fuck. Yeah."
I staggered. We would have fallen if Muriel wasn't steadying herself with the post. She turned and, unbelievably, took my cock in her mouth. She sucked and lapped as I panted.
Across the waves, the sky that touched the horizon had gone black. I saw a single star twinkle. I made a wish.
The wind caressed the sweat from my body. The waves crashed into the beach. The gulls whirled and bitched at each other before the fading light forced them to settle down. The world looked the same. It even smelled the same. Looking out at the ocean and the sky, everything looked the same.
But it would never be the same.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 4 years agoWhy on Earth would this guy tell that “you’d think our parents were Catholics the way they had squirted out the three of us”?!What A NONSENSES!Where did you get such BULLSHIT?!Catholics NEVER SQUIRT OUT CHILDREN!They have children EXACTLY AS ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE!
IT’S DEFINITELY NOT TRUE that “every dude that isn't a quadriplegic has measured his cock”!This is ANOTHER HUGE NONSENSE!NO,EVERY GUY DO NOT MEASURES HIS COCK,you STUPID PERVERT!THE HUGE MAJORITY OF GUYS DO NOT CARE ABOUT MEASURING THEIR DICK because THEY AREN’T OBSESSED WITH SIZE!YOU OBVIOUSLY ARE OBSESSED with it!
Also,IT’S NOT TRUE AT ALL that “no one fuck outside without the vague hope someone is watching”!THIS IS PURE CRAP!On the very contrary,ALMOST EVERYONE who fucks outside HAS ABSOLUTELY NO HOPE OR WISH that “someone is watching”!THE HUGE MAJORITY OF PERSONS ARE NORMAL PEOPLE,not fucking exhibitionists like you!YOU MUST BE REALLY INSANE to write such RUBBISH!
And IT’S ALSO NOT TRUE AT ALL that,as that woman SO WRONGLY says,”folks nowadays have separated themselves from the way life was for pretty much as long as there's been people and from the way life still is for most of the world” or that “privacy is a modern invention”!These are SIMPLY OTHER NONSENSES!Indeed,privacy was less common until modern times,but THIS DIDN’T MEAN AT ALL that it’s “a modern invention”!PRIVACY EXISTED FROM THE DAWNS OF HUMAN HISTORY!It’s just that more people can enjoy it in recent times!Then,IT’S NOT TRUE that people nowadays “have separated themselves from the way life was for pretty much as long as there's been people and from the way life still is for most of the world“!NO,people nowadays HAVE NOT SEPARATED THEMSELVES from that way of life because THEY SEPARATED FROM IT ALREADY QUITE A LONG TIME AGO!And LIFE DEFINITELY ISN’T STILL LIKE THAT “for most of the world”!MOST OF THE WORLD DOESN’T LIVE IN THE MIDDLE AGES ANYMORE,for your own information!In our days,THE LARGE MAJORITY OF THE WORLD LIVES IN PRIVACY and NORMAL IS “every kid with his own bedroom” if not with his own bathroom!If that wasn’t happening some thousands or some hundreds years ago,IT DOESN’T MEAN THAT IT ISN’T NORMAL and how THINGS SHOULD ALWAYS BE!STOP WAISTING OUR TIME by writing ALL THESE HUGE NONSENSES and BULLSHIT!
Anonymousover 8 years agoFor folks don't believe in the premise: you need to live more!
It happened with me!
I remember a holiday in Marbella(Spain) with my friend and his family.Nudism is not rare in Spain(like is in US) and between some families is a non-issue.But the shock wasn't the nudity.It was when in a hot night his parents got inebriated and banged each other in the pool in front of us!It was crazy hot!No, no sharing or incest(or anything like that, just a lot of masturbation....)
Turbidusover 8 years agoAuthorThanks for your comments.
I wanted to provide background but your point is well taken. In the middle of a fantastic BJ it is unlikely a guy is going to be critiquing his previous experiences. When I read your comments I recalled how goofy I think it is in musicals when what is about to be a passionate kiss is interrupted by a song.
I'll keep your points in mind as I work on Chap 2. At the moment it jumps from one point of view of one character to another.
Jjonestover 8 years agoI enjoyed your story. A great deal The humor and attention to dialogue were a nice touch and rarely seen on here. The southern drawl of Muriel and her matter-of-factness were great, even her name was a good choice.
My only critique is I found it a little distracting how you bounced from one subject to the next in key scenes, it was hard to appreciate the moment he was in. Like for the pool jerk off, there were several paragraphs on tangents about school and other things, that I wondered if he was even still jerking off before you returned to that moment. I appreciated it with Muriel and her chatting with the other people during the action. That was purposeful and I liked the mixed feelings I had at that moment. But I didn't love how when she started sucking him, there were other tangents about other girls and their performances (while I think you made great and accurate observations) in that moment I wanted more detail about what she was actually doing rather than hearing about hesitant college blow jobs.
But that's just my subjective opinion. I did enjoy the story very much!
