Merry Christmas to everyone at Literotica! Just finished this little story before the holidays, hope it brings you some Christmas cheer!
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This story is inspired by a friend who showed me his house and his bedroom was actually in the attic and without telling his parents he spent many hours having sex and pleasuring them through the methods included in the story. Of course, this story is fictitious – all characters are simply the result of my overexcited imagination, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Further comments: While writing this story, I deviated from my usual pattern of breaking up long stories into 2-3 parts – it just felt like it flowed better as one long story. Let me know what you think. Please give me some feedback, whether positive or negative. Enjoy!
Do you know how bad it is to move before senior year of high school? Dad worked for a large manufacturing company and they hired him to help stock a new plant they were buying across the country. Without talking to me, Mom and Dad decided to sell the house and move from Arizona to some rural town in Kentucky. Apparently they were able to sell our beautiful house, buy an old country home and make a nice profit.
“Pam, the money we talked about is enough to pay for your college tuition,” my mom told me matter-of-factly. “I know it’s hard to move away from your friends and your old school, but this is what’s best for the family, for us and for you.”
Of course, I just rolled my eyes. It was horrible—I lost my best friend Vicki and my sometimes-boyfriend David, and I almost gave up on sex. Hey, I was a cheerleader on one of the best cheerleading teams in the state! So horrible.
To make matters worse, we celebrated my eighteenth birthday on a long trip across the country. There was no big party – just an awkward moment when a waitress at a restaurant gave me ice cream and a brownie with a candle and sang “Happy Birthday” to me in front of a group of laughing people. Dad promised he’d make it up to me when we settled in Kentucky. I doubt it. The only good thing I could see was that in another year I’d be able to escape the small rural town we were in to go to college. I already have my eye on a few schools on the West Coast.
Most of our stuff was already in the house where the movers brought us before we arrived, but we spent two more days unpacking and arranging everything. The only good thing about our new house is that it has a huge loft that has been converted into a bedroom – the biggest bedroom anyone could ever want. There is enough space for everything. It looks like the family used to be quite big and it had a terrace built for several children. It even has its own bathroom.
Although there were four bedrooms on the second floor, my parents agreed to let me live in the attic. “Nothing wrong with a little privacy, right honey?” Mom said, wrapping her arms around Dad’s waist and winking at him.
Dad just smiled, leaned over and kissed Mom on the lips, and squeezed her butt hard. I just rolled my eyes. Mom and Dad were really loving each other all the way here. They were always touching and kissing each other. “Mom, that’s a lot of information,” I said in my most sarcastic voice, then turned and walked up the stairs to my new room, planning how to arrange everything.
I slept on the mattress downstairs that first night, but with my mom’s help, I cleaned the bedroom and the next day the three of us pulled my bedroom furniture upstairs, and by that night, even though I had a lot of stuff to unpack and I was still able to enjoy my first night in my new room. After dinner I said goodnight, kissed Dad on the cheek, and gave Mom a quick hug. I was still upset about the move and wanted to sulking alone.
I did some more work to tidy up my room and wondered if I could blame my parents for keeping a mini fridge upstairs – and then I could hide in there for days without talking to them! It was very late and I was getting ready to go to bed. I went to pee, sat on the toilet and suddenly realized I could hear my parents talking.
I looked around and saw a rectangular metal grate between the sink and the toilet. I doubled over and could barely breathe. I could look down – straight into my parents’ bathroom. Depending on the angle, I could see who was at the sink or the toilet. Dad was standing by the sink in boxer shorts and Mom was talking to him nearby.
“So, honey, what do you think of your daughter’s dress today?” I heard my mom ask my dad.
Dad laughed and spit out the toothpaste. “Well, I guess if his shorts get too short, he should run around in his underwear. And why doesn’t he wear that T-shirt – that half-T-shirt?”
Mom snored and I heard her reply, “Because I don’t have her body anymore – I wish I had her flat stomach, I wish I had her cute ass, I noticed you can’t take your eyes off her.
Dad shrugged, washed his face and said. “Well, can you blame me – her tight ass is hanging out like it used to? God, and the way her shirt hangs over her beautiful tits – you have no idea what an effect that has on me.
Then Mom came in, put her arms around Dad, put her hand down his shorts and said, “Oh, I know exactly what Pammi did to her dad!” Dad turned around and kissed Mom, Mom was moving her hands up and down her shorts and I just sat there in shock. My Mom and Dad are talking about me! Talking about my body in a sexual way! A shiver ran through my whole body – from the top of my head to between my legs – and then turned into intense heat that spread back down my body.
I reached down and ran a finger over my thin hairy pussy and was surprised to find myself getting wet. I heard my mom start to speak and looked down again.
“Come on, dirty old man – let’s fix your problems,” Mom said in a teasing tone, and she led Dad out of the bathroom, taking his hard cock in her hand, of which I only got a brief glimpse.
Their voices faded, and a part of me wanted to protest louder, and then it occurred to me that there was more than one such trap in the attic… maybe, just maybe. I quickly left the bathroom and looked around anxiously. There was a light in a nearby corner – I ran toward it, but it was dark and quiet. Oh god! I found another room on the other side of the room, also dark and quiet.
I clenched my fists in frustration, then remembered there was another grate under my bed! I lay on my stomach and wriggled under the bed frame. I walked over to the grate and looked down, and I almost laughed when I saw that my prayers had been answered!
Oh my god! I had an almost perfect view of my parents bed! I felt another shiver run through me, a wave of white-hot heat exploding between my legs. Looking down, I saw Dad naked on the bed and Mom lying between his legs, stroking his cock, his cock, it was huge! I had fucked my ex-boyfriend before, but that had no effect on my dad! Mom looked like she could barely hold it in her hands.
Mom was naked too and her ass looked like a slightly older version of mine staring at me. Mom scissored her shapely legs and when she moved I got a glimpse of her open pussy. I didn’t know Mom shaved her pussy. I started feeling hot between my legs too seeing it. I remembered Vicky lying naked in her house, fingering her when we stayed there.
Mom laughed and said, “So tell me, John, how bad do you want to fuck our daughter? Maybe I should go over and pick her up and show her this big, bad cock.” She leaned forward, licked it.
Daddy moaned, “Yes! I would love to have her little mouth wrap around my cock and suck me until I cum!”
Mom seemed to be in shock. “Hmmm. Do you want to cum in your daughter’s mouth, baby… or cum on Pammy’s face?”
Dad just groaned, and Mom continued, her voice raspy and strange. “Close your eyes, Daddy – and let Pammy suck Daddy’s cock for him.”
Mom moved and I could see her black hair bouncing up and down over Dad’s thighs. Still, it was hot – watching my father squirm on the bed, his hands tangled in Mom’s short black hair, hips moving up and down with his movements. I suddenly thought of what a tough guy my father was. He kept in shape by running and working out at the gym, and although he had a little belly, his body was mostly muscular – his chest, a thick layer of hair. Dad’s hair was like a tawny mixture, which Vicki and my other friends thought was very sexy, and I realized they were right.
I heard the soft sounds of Mom sucking Dad’s cock into her mouth. It wasn’t long before Daddy was shuddering and moaning, “Kathy, I’m gonna cum, baby – I’m gonna cum.”
Mom let it out of her mouth and said in a voice exactly like mine: “No, it’s me, Daddy – it’s Pammy sucking your cock!” The head of Dad’s cock swelled and semen spurted out onto Mom’s face. Once, then a second time, then Mom put her mouth on it again, sucking hard, forcing Dad to grab the sheets and moan until I thought he was going crazy.
Mom sucked Dad’s cock for what seemed like forever, but eventually he released it, which was still half erect in her mouth, and she ran into his arms. “This is so good, honey,” Dad said, smiling lovingly at Mom.
“Not as good as your love cream, John.” Mom sighed. I watched in amazement as Dad took his fingers and started wiping the cum off Mom’s face, put his white cum on one finger and let Mom suck it off her fingers.
I covered my mouth with my hand to stifle a slight moan as the orgasmic jolts coursed through my pussy. I would never have imagined my parents would act so passionate and obnoxious!
So tell me what you want to do with our little girl, dear,” said Dad.
Mom sucked the glob of cum from Dad’s fingers and said, “Okay – I think I want you to fuck me with that big cock, dear husband, while Pammy sits on my face and I eat out her sweet pussy”. As Mom spoke, her hands ran over Dad’s hairy chest, over his belly, to his crotch, wrapping around his still huge cock.
While you fuck my pussy with this big beast, I’ll see how deep I can push my tongue into our daughter’s pussy and see how wet she can make my face! Mom laughed. “Then…..
Dad was smiling from ear to ear, “Then what, Kathy?” Dad’s penis started to get hard again. I was surprised. I thought a boy his age was only good for one round of running around at night─if that were even possible!
“Then after you shoot a load of hot cum into my pussy and make me cum in the process – I’ll see how many times Pam can make her mom orgasm while eating her dad’s cum out of my pussy!
“I can fuck her tight little pussy while she eats you out.” Dad’s cock is so hard! He kissed Mom and put his tongue in her mouth. Mom kissed him back and pulled him close to her. I moaned into my hands again when I saw my mother skillfully spread her legs on the bed, and my father lifted his hips up and pushed down, and my mother threw her head back and moaned.
Mom pulled her knees back and wrapped her long legs around Dad’s hips – her heels digging into his ass as she curled her toes. “Fuck me, darling,” Mom moaned, her lips pulled back in a squeal. Fuck me like you fuck our little girl!
I felt my pussy melt completely hearing Mom’s words and then I had to cover my mouth with one hand as Dad let out a low growl and began thrusting his cock in and out of Mom’s pussy faster and harder to muffle his moans.
I couldn’t take my eyes off my parents having sex like crazy. I mean, I’ve seen porn movies before. Vicki and I would sneak out of her brother’s room sometimes, but this was my mom and my dad! Judging by Mom’s screams of pleasure, it seemed like Dad really knew what he was doing. Mom’s body was writhing under Daddy – her fat tits bounced rhythmically with his thrusts as she grabbed his back or the sheets. It seemed like Mom wanted to push back as much as possible, but then Dad would move his hips, or speed up his fucking, and Mom felt helpless under his body.
Finally, Dad seemed to stiffen and he rammed himself deep into Mom’s pussy. “I’m cumming, Casey!” he gasped, and I saw his pretty pale cheeks tighten, and then his testicles began to twitch, and I knew he was cumming inside Mom’s womb.
An expression of pure satisfaction passes across Mom’s face, which immediately changes into the contorted face of a woman experiencing an incredible orgasm, and then Mom seems to have a seizure, her arms and legs wrapped around my father’s body on the ground, sobbing, “Yes, yes!” and then they both collapse in a heap of limbs. My mini-orgasm grew on its own, and as I shuddered uncontrollably, I was surprised to find that I was able to reach climax without any physical stimulation. I bit my hand so hard trying to stifle my screams of ecstasy that a thin line of blood drew.
Still, I couldn’t take my eyes off my parents, marveling at how Dad eventually moved away from Mom, leaving her completely exposed, her legs spread, her pussy wide open – her pink flesh bare and out in the open, glistening with her juices and Dad’s white spunk. I was completely mesmerized by the rise and fall of her breasts, and I realized with satisfaction that even at forty, her breasts, a little fuller and heavier than mine, were still in very good shape – not saggy at all. Dad reached forward and pinched and teased one of her nickel-sized nipples, which helped to make her orgasm last longer and made Mom shiver with pleasure.
“Oh my god, John, this is so good,” Mom finally caught her breath and sighed.
“Excellent, Kathy?” Dad replied. “Not right?”
Mom purred and turned to kiss Dad. “Mmmmmm – the best ending is for Pammy to lick me clean between my legs and make me cum one last time.”
“Who knows, dear, maybe wishes do come true,” said dad in a teasing tone.
“Well – what is your wish, Dad?” Mom asked. “Fuck our Pammi until she screams with pleasure?”
Dad sighed. “That feels great, but all right, I think I’ll be satisfied with letting her wear her little red bikini soon.”
Mom reached up and stroked Dad’s throbbing cock and smiled. “Me too! Anything to make Mom uncomfortable!” They both laughed and Mom turned off the bedside light. I sat in silence for a few more minutes, listening to them whisper “goodnight” and “I love you” and then quickly fell asleep.
I cautiously moved out of my seat, feeling a little confused as I felt wetness on my stomach and it was rubbing against my wrinkled t-shirt. Only then did my own scent reach me and I realized I was really going to fall into a puddle. I crawled out from under the bed and looked at myself in the mirror on the wall. My blue cotton panties looked like I had peed myself – I was soaked. I ran my fingers over my stomach and felt my own juices smear on my skin.
I looked at my image in the mirror in surprise. My parents used me to embody their fantasies – to rejuvenate their love life. How long has this been going on? I took a look at myself. I know I’m somewhat petite, although I’m sure I could use a few pounds. Five foot seven inches, one hundred thirty pounds. My long dark brown hair fell down my back. Perky melon sized breasts and nickel sized nipples, just like Mom. My legs are really nice and muscular from being a cheerleader for the past three years.
Okay, I know I can turn guys’ heads, but what about my dad? And mom – I felt guilty about my girl play with Vicky, but now hearing my mom talk about eating my pussy – wanted me to eat hers! I can’t believe how happy it makes me to know that they think and talk about me like that little slut.
I put my fingers in my panties and couldn’t stop myself from moaning as my fingers entered my wet pussy – my thumb was rubbing against my swollen clit. I fell backwards on the bed staggering, pushing my soaked panties away with one hand and inserting three fingers into my pussy with the other.
I spread my legs and finger-fucked myself, still looking at my shameless image in the mirror, a tuft of dark hair around my swollen labia, as I inserted a fourth finger inside me – imagining it was Daddy’s cock buried inside me, not my hand. I felt my fingers fill with my juices as I began to cum hard. I fell backwards and buried my face in a stuffed teddy bear, leaning forward on my hands to muffle my screams and give myself the best self-induced orgasm of my young life.
I fell asleep like that, fingers still in my throbbing pussy, thinking about my parents touching and caressing me – letting me join in their naughty games. My last thought before going to bed was wondering what my mom and dad would say if they asked me to join them, and if I would have the courage to try.
When I woke up the next day I was still excited about what I had seen the previous night. I took a long shower thinking about what had happened and the thought of it turned me on so much that I had to pleasure myself again before I got out – as the warm water teased my clit and sensitive pussy folds, I fingered myself again. I got down on my knees.
For the first time in my life, I thought about my outfit with the sole purpose of turning my father on. I considered all the clothes I usually wear, but even though they show my sexy side, I wanted to go a little further. I finally chose a low-cut t-shirt, but I really overdid it. I took off my bra and laughed at myself in the mirror. The cotton clung to me like a second skin, and without a bra my nipples were clearly visible, the tops of my full breasts spilling over the scoop neck.
With this, I was wearing a pair of shorts that were very tight and barely buttoned. The shorts are made of light blue cotton fabric and fit so tightly to my body that you can see the shape of my pubic mound – I am definitely pushing into what my ex-boyfriend calls “camel leg territory”. The outfit also exposed my bare stomach – the waistband of the shorts was so low that it almost exposed where my sparse pubic hair began.
I rearranged my bedroom before going down for breakfast. I moved the bed aside until the grill on my ceiling was exposed. Then I got a small rug to cover it up in case someone might come into my room. Now I can lie down on the bed, remove the rugs and see the happiness inside me.
I quickly went downstairs to the kitchen, where my parents were having breakfast, and I felt proud of myself for playfully showing off my body — until I saw my parents looking at me and felt my face turn red with embarrassment.
“Good morning,” I said as I walked into the room. I was suddenly very nervous and to hide my nervousness I walked quickly across the room and got myself some cereal and toast. Even with my back turned, I could feel my parents’ eyes crawling over my half-covered body.
Mom said, “Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well last night?”
I nodded and said, “I really like my new room.”
Dad laughed and said, “Well, you know what? That’s the first positive thing I’ve heard you say since you left Arizona!”
