With Dad

Back then, my dad would often travel for work, so I would often take the opportunity to sleep with my mom. She always indulged me and didn't object. Since we slept at opposite ends of the bed, I always wanted to use a flashlight to look at her genitals from under the covers while she was asleep, but she was always wearing underwear, so I couldn't see anything. As for doing anything inappropriate, I really didn't dare. One night, my dad returned from his trip; the train arrived around that time. My mom got up to pack his luggage. My dad's business trip was only for 7 or 8 days. Seeing that I was already asleep in their bed, she didn't wake me. Actually, I was already awake, but I was just pretending to be asleep. As I expected, after a brief flurry of activity, I thought I heard my mom whisper to my dad, "Let's get this done." After she finished speaking, I half-closed my eyes and watched her take a condom from under the bed where they kept condoms, then she and my dad went back to my room, followed by the sound of the door locking. I figured they were going to have another round of sex; absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? But this time, they did it on my bed. I immediately got excited, got up from the window, and quietly walked to my bedroom door, pressing my ear against it. They were inside, making love passionately, their moans mingling with the sounds of their bodies colliding. About half an hour later, I went back to bed, and my mom just opened the door and came back to sleep with me… In the morning, when I got up and went back to my room, I was both amused and exasperated to find my mom's pink bra still draped over my pillow… and lots of wet toilet paper on the floor.
Every time I watched my mom and dad's live sex show, I couldn't help but go back to my room, tear off a piece of toilet paper, and masturbate several times, imagining that the person who was penetrating my mom wasn't my dad, but me.
My mom and dad's sex life was so frequent that I found many boxes of condoms under their bed, and even more under the pillows. Occasionally, there were used condoms and toilet paper lying on the floor under the bed, clearly forgotten to be cleaned up. I once picked up a used condom to examine it; inside was Dad's milky white semen, and the outer layer was undoubtedly the vaginal lubrication from Mom. It was slippery and watery; I licked it but didn't taste anything special. Judging from the decreasing number of condoms, I knew they had sex at least 4 to 5 times a week. Of course, the number of times they had sex without condoms was impossible to count, but it was definitely on weekends! Furthermore, their sex life seemed quite traditional; they didn't change positions much. I only ever saw Dad on top or Mom on top, occasionally rear-entry, but it wasn't as exaggerated as in porn or novels. I've never seen them perform oral sex.
These experiences are from the last century; Mom was not yet 40 at the time. Imagine seeing my mother naked in bed, revealing the deepest, most hidden side of a woman—sex—to her son, so different from her usual strictness and dignity—how exciting that must have been! Because our house underwent renovations, the room layout is different now, eliminating the opportunity for voyeurism. I had thought the chance to witness my mother and father's passionate sex was gone forever, and I lamented that my happy childhood would never return. However, my recent resurgence of curiosity about my parents' sex life has triggered an unexpected and significant change. A hidden camera I obtained from a friend has become my new means of spying. Do they still have sex? Are they still as passionate and enchanting as before? I desperately need to know the answer!
I hid this little device in an inconspicuous corner of their bedroom. The footage it captured could be directly transmitted to my computer. And so, one summer night last year, I saw what I hadn't seen in years on the screen. Under the bedside lamp, Mom was already in bed, and Dad followed, pulling off his underwear and holding a blue and white towel. I immediately got excited; they were definitely about to do it. Seeing him lift the thin blanket, Mom turned around and took off her pink nightgown, bra, and underwear, becoming completely naked. The camera angle was about 15 degrees to the bed, so Mom's entire naked body was on full display. Compared to before, Mom's lower abdomen was a little plumper, but her breasts were still full, and her areolas were even redder than before. She took the towel from Dad and draped it under her buttocks; the pubic hair between her thighs seemed to have increased compared to my memory. Then Dad climbed on top of her, and after a simple kiss and hug, he penetrated her directly. The angle he had set beforehand was extremely successful! My mother's legs were spread wide, and I could clearly see my father's penis thrusting in and out of her! I excitedly started masturbating, being able to directly see my parents' genitals—this was a long-held wish! They remained in that position for about five minutes before my father stopped, pulling out his penis with semen. My mother used a towel tucked under her buttocks to wipe her genitals, and also cleaned my father's now limp penis. I didn't see her climax; it all seemed like a routine procedure. Afterward, they threw the towel under the bed, turned off the light, and went to sleep. I couldn't sleep that night… Afterward, I "monitored" my parents like this every day, but in half a month, I only saw them having sex four times. Once, they even turned off the light just before penetration, but the previous video had already been recorded. I kept replaying, zooming in, and watching the video of my parents' sex in slow motion, masturbating like this again and again. Seventeen days after the first time I rewatched my parents' sex scene, on August 14th, a day I will never forget.
That night, I returned home around 10 PM after a gathering with friends. As soon as I entered the house, I sensed something was off. My parents were sitting quietly in the living room, the TV off. "You're back? Come here," my dad said in a low voice, sounding somewhat displeased. What could it be? A sense of unease crept in. Entering the living room, I saw my parents staring at me. Seeing the hidden camera and cable on the table, I instantly collapsed. "What is this?" my mom asked. My mind went completely blank, as if it were a dream. I wished it were, but it was all real. I lowered my head, speechless, unable to face the immense embarrassment and shame. What could I say? What could I explain or defend myself with? "We also found a video of us… (at this point, my mom seemed to hesitate before choosing her words) on your computer." "Where did you learn this stuff, you little brat?" my dad demanded. I remained speechless. I still regretted not putting the camera away during the day, not setting a password on the computer, and even more foolishly, leaving the video files directly on the desktop! "Your mom found this thing while cleaning the room today. She said you were using it to spy on us?" I remained silent. After a few minutes of silence, my mother spoke: "Son, you're an adult now. It's understandable that you're curious or even yearning about matters between men and women, but using such low-level methods to gain this knowledge is wrong. However, it's also probably your dad and I'm to blame for not educating or guiding you in this area when you were young. We also bear responsibility for your mistake. Fortunately, you did it at home. If you did it outside, you could be breaking the law and facing legal consequences!" Hearing my mother say this, I finally couldn't help but tear up. "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry... Actually, I've been spying on you since I was little. I was just immature and very curious about you. I did it again today because I miss those times from my childhood. I wanted to see you two being as loving as before, and I wanted to know if you were still as happy as you were..." My parents exchanged glances. My mother said, "Don't cry. Your father and I are both highly educated and have a mature understanding of sex. Besides, you're an adult now, so we don't need to hide anything anymore. So, when was the first time you saw your father and me having sex?" "Probably in middle school." "How many times did you see it?" "I don't remember." "How did you feel after seeing it?" "I..." Faced with these completely unexpected questions, I was ashamed and didn't know what to do. "Do you masturbate often?" my father asked directly. "Don't be embarrassed. I've already told you, and you've seen it. Are you still embarrassed?" "Yes." "Don't have a girlfriend?" "No, not yet." "Then go take a shower and go to sleep." After saying that, my parents got up and went back to their bedroom.
After I finished showering, I was still filled with shame and couldn't quite process what had just happened. I wished I could dig a hole and crawl into it forever. Just then, I heard my mother call out, "Come to our room for a moment." I lowered my head and went into their bedroom. I saw my parents sitting on the bed. My mother was wearing pajamas and had even put on makeup. Under the light, she looked dignified and beautiful, with a rosy complexion. She said, "Son, your dad and I have discussed it. We've said before that we're an open family, and it was our oversight not to give you serious sex education in the past. We're largely to blame for that, but it's not that we're afraid of the topic or deliberately avoiding it. Since things have come to this point, we want to make amends to you in a more open way." Dad continued, "This year marks our 21st wedding anniversary. I'm 47, and your mom is 46. We've always wanted to commemorate it in some way. Perfect timing, son. You're not an outsider, so why don't you use this DV camera to film a loving moment between your mom and me?" "What?!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You...you're going to...do that in front of me?" I asked, utterly astonished. "Hehe, many couples film their sex lives these days. There has to be a third person, but we don't trust anyone else. But you'll have to take your clothes off too, otherwise we'll feel pressured," Mom said. In an instant, the situation had turned into a rollercoaster ride, and I felt like I was about to faint.
So, like an idiot, I picked up the DV camera and pointed it at my parents on the bed. They told me to press Rec to start recording, and then they started hugging and kissing. At this point, I felt incredibly embarrassed, my face burning hot. Then, my father reached into my mother's robe and began to fondle her breasts, which were covered by a white bra. He removed the upper part of the robe, pulled down the left side of the bra, and then continued to undo her belt, leaving her only with a bra half-hanging on her chest and white panties. Then, my father helped my mother lie down and gently pulled down her panties. He then told me to pause, "Son, you need to take yours off too." By this time, my mouth was dry, and the shyness from before had been almost completely washed away by my instinctive desire. Seeing my parents lying completely naked in front of me, I immediately took off all my clothes, pulled down my underwear, and my penis was fully erect in front of my mother. My mother glanced at my penis, slightly embarrassed, perhaps because my size was even larger than my father's. "Continue," Dad said. I canceled the pause, and Mom and Dad resumed their completely naked caresses and kisses, the sounds of their kisses filling the air. I held the DV camera in both hands, the lens following Dad's hands and tongue as they roamed over Mom's body, from her closed-eye expression of enjoyment, her neck, her breasts with their erect nipples and still rosy areolas, her lower abdomen, to her pubic hair, glistening with Dad's saliva... I realized I was about to lose control. No AV could stimulate my desire as much as the real scene before me. My penis was already swollen to its limit. Mom rolled over and pinned Dad beneath her, kissing him, from his mouth to his chest and then to his erect penis. My God! I had never seen them perform oral sex before. Mom turned around, and they immediately assumed a 69 position. I quickly moved closer to take a close-up shot: Mom was holding Dad's penis, swallowing and releasing the glans, while Dad was forcefully sucking on Mom's clitoris and vaginal opening, sweetly licking her already noticeably erect clitoris with his tongue. The vaginal fluid flowing from her vagina had already run down his face and onto the light blue bedspread. Mom was moaning softly, while also diligently swallowing and releasing the penis. After ten minutes of foreplay and oral sex, Dad turned around again and pressed Mom down, spreading her legs apart. He was about to penetrate her. I immediately focused the camera on Mom's vagina, which was overflowing with vaginal fluid, zoomed in to the maximum focus, and locked onto her slightly open vaginal opening. He entered! The vaginal fluid overflowed over the squeezed and turned-out labia minora, flowing down her buttocks and onto the sheets. Dad slowly thrust in and out, squeezing out more of Mom's vaginal fluid, which glistened on the DV screen. My parents seemed to ignore my presence as they made love, yet their excitement seemed to be heightened by my presence. I had spied on them making love as a child, but now they were performing for me right in front of us. Time flies, and it's hard not to sigh.
My mother moaned with her eyes closed, my father panted, and they kissed briefly, changing positions from the traditional missionary to the woman-on-top, then rear-entry. My father's thrusts gradually quickened, and I watched my mother's breasts tremble in mid-air; her high, upturned buttocks; heard the "slap slap" of their genitals colliding, wet and glistening like splashing water; the "squeak squeak" of my father's penis thrusting in and out of my mother's wet vagina, glistening like a spring; my mother's moans, "Mmm... Ahh..." weak and faint; I really couldn't take it anymore! After 18 minutes, finally, my father began to thrust faster from behind, and a few seconds later, he ejaculated inside my mother's vagina. He pulled out his penis, panting, and lay down. I immediately zoomed in on my mother's genitals, which were already overflowing with a mixture of bodily fluids. Semen mixed with her vaginal fluids flowed from her vaginal opening, dripping slowly down her pubic hair onto the sheets, making a large wet patch on the bed (they didn't use a towel underneath to keep the image clean). Then, my father embraced my mother, and the two kissed tenderly, their lips pressed together, their tongues deeply sucking and licking each other's mouths for over a minute. "I love you," my mother said, gazing lovingly at my father. "I love you too," my father replied…
"You can stop now," Dad gestured. The two separated, and Mom, seeing my uncontrollable expression, told me to put down the DV camera. I pressed the stop button, my whole body trembling, my face flushed, but I felt incredibly gratified and happy at this touching moment between my parents. Then Dad said, "You and your mom can make love as a man and a woman. I know you couldn't resist; no man could resist." Hearing this, I immediately pounced on Mom without thinking. Sexual instinct had completely taken over my mind. I pinned Mom down, clumsily kissing and caressing her, from her breasts to her genitals, to between her legs… Dad lay beside her, watching with an appreciative air. Mom's body was burning hot, just like mine, her flushed face showing some embarrassment, after all, she was making love with someone else—her own son—in front of her husband. I aimed my penis at her wet vagina and inserted it into her body. In that instant, it meant I was back in my mother's body after 20 years. My penis was enveloped by her slippery, hot vaginal walls. I began to thrust, my hands tightly gripping her breasts. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, and draped her legs over my back, moaning softly with each of my somewhat clumsy thrusts. And so, I was having sex with my mother in front of my father, a dreamlike, ethereal feeling, yet not a dream. My blood was boiling, but I ejaculated in less than a minute, all of it inside my mother's vagina. I had given my first time to my mother right in front of my father. I collapsed onto my mother, panting. My mother kissed my lips and said, "It's normal for the first time." Her earlier shyness vanished, and she continued, "But remember to use condoms when you have sex with your girlfriend in the future. I had surgery a few years ago to remove part of my uterus because of a gynecological condition, so I can't get pregnant. That's why you and your father can ejaculate directly inside me." She pointed to the surgical scar on her lower abdomen as she spoke. I pulled out my penis and looked at my mother's wet vulva. Her pink labia minora and vaginal opening were slightly open and closed. The semen I had ejaculated inside her mixed with my father's semen and even more vaginal fluid kept gushing out. Her entire vulva looked crystal clear. I couldn't help but bring my mouth to kiss her swamp again. She stroked my head and said, "This is where you were born." At this point, I had completely lost my shyness and reservations, and asked directly, "Mom, I remember you didn't have this much pubic hair before, it seems like there's more now?" "The surgery required skin preparation, which meant shaving all the hair off. After that one time, the hair grew back naturally more. What? Did you see Mom here before?" "Yes, you two had sex very frequently back then. I often peeked at you having sex through a crack in the door. Once, after you and Dad finished, you spread your legs and faced the door, and I saw it. It's been seven years and I still can't forget it. I also know where you kept your condoms and what brand you used. Sometimes you would throw used condoms under the bed and forget to clean them up. I also watched the porn you hid!" I excitedly revealed all my secrets and felt incredibly relieved. "You brat! You little devil!" Mom and Dad said at the same time, "Looks like I didn't need to teach you anything. You saw everything you should and shouldn't have known back then!" "Haha, I was just worried about you two. You two used to have such strong sex drives. I could tell you went at least once every two days just by counting the condoms. Oh, and that doesn't even include the many times I saw you didn't use condoms." "That was my safe period, I had to count it. Your dad and I loved each other so much that we had sex so much, understand?" Mom said. "Yes, no wonder they say a fulfilling sex life is the guarantee of a happy married life. I haven't seen you two argue much over the years. But you have sex much less now, do you not want to?" I asked. "When you were born, your mom and I did it at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, hehe, but now that we're older, it's just like this, it's the natural order. But your mom still wants more," Dad said proudly but helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet, have you?" I asked excitedly again, my lust quickly reigniting within me. After I finished speaking, Mom opened her legs again, and I penetrated her once more. I tried different positions and angles, ejaculating inside her a second and third time. Mom was also highly aroused, sucking on Dad's penis while I was penetrating her. I ejaculated, and Dad, aroused, took over. She turned around and took my penis into her mouth, giving me oral sex. Dad ejaculated, and I continued penetrating her, giving Mom no chance to catch her breath. On the fifth round, Mom climaxed. She was completely overwhelmed by our combined pleasure, her breasts swelling even more, her face flushed even more. The repeated orgasms caused copious amounts of vaginal fluid and semen to gush from Mom's vagina, which, combined with our sweat, left the entire bedsheet almost completely soaked. So the three of us tore off the bedsheet and continued to indulge in physical pleasure. Dad and I took turns, recording each other. When we were both exhausted, we used our fingers to stimulate Mom's G-spot. Mom, experiencing a G-spot orgasm for the first time, moaned loudly, and vaginal fluid gushed out. Around 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty due to the excessive vaginal fluid and sweat, so I got up to get water for everyone to replenish their fluids and took a short rest... Afterwards, the whole family was immersed in a sea of sex all night, enjoying pure sexual pleasure together.
When I woke up the next day, it was already past 10 a.m. Looking at each other's naked bodies, we made a pact: our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, provided my mother is healthy, I can have sex with her as often as possible while she's home until I graduate from university. This is to address my masturbation issues and my father's inability to satisfy my mother's sexual needs. After saying this, in the bright morning sunlight, my mother and I once again had morning sex in front of my father.
[The End]

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