Peeping at Dad taking nude photos of Mom

My parents both graduated from a relatively well -
known university in Beijing in the mid-1970s and were later assigned to
work in the same public institution. At that time, my father was a photography enthusiast and owned a Seagull 135 camera. He enjoyed photography and sketching, often going to nearby places to take pictures on Sundays. Afterwards,
he would buy developing chemicals and even make his own simple enlarger, frequently developing black and white photos himself.

It was early July 1989. That day, the company told everyone that the internal closed-circuit television would be showing the Hong Kong martial arts film "The Treasure Hunt in the Frontier" that evening. At that time, cultural
life was relatively poor, so showing videos was a major entertainment event. Moreover, we especially loved watching Hong Kong kung fu movies. Because cultural control was still quite strict, the videos were shown
very late, usually starting at 11 p.m.

After our whole family took a shower that evening, since it was just before bedtime and no outsiders were expected to visit, we dressed casually. My dad and I
wore shorts and tank tops, while my mom wore a t-shirt without a bra, shorts, and a skirt that she usually wears when doing housework, which reached her knees.

My family and I were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Back then, our TV was an 18-inch color TV. We waited patiently until 11 o'clock when the show started. I watched it with great interest
, but after only half an hour, my parents called me to go to bed because it was too late and I had to go to school the next day. Plus, final exams were coming up soon.
I stayed in bed for a while, but I couldn't stay in bed any longer, so I went back to my room with a grumpy face, closed the door, and prepared to go to sleep.

However, the old houses back then were not soundproof at all. Lying in bed, I could hear the fighting and shouting coming from the TV in the next room. I was so eager to hear it that I couldn't stand it. Suddenly, I saw
a light on the skylight and had a brilliant idea. I remembered the high-end toy telescope I had just bought. So I quietly got up, took out the telescope, and quietly climbed from the chair onto the high cabinet.

Haha, it's so easy to see the TV. Looking through the binoculars, although it's not as high-powered as modern military binoculars, the rooms
aren't far apart, so it's still very clear, like the TV is right in front of me. So I started watching TV like that.

While watching TV, I occasionally glanced at my parents to see if they intended to come to my room so I could sneak back to bed early. I found that they were also watching TV and
showed no intention of getting up, so I felt even more at ease watching TV.

About half an hour later, it was past midnight, and the movie was nearing its end, about to enter the final showdown. Suddenly, I saw Dad get up
. I was startled and was about to climb down from the high cabinet when I saw him walk to the door, close it, and lock it. Then he went to the window, first checking
if the curtains were drawn properly, then went to the TV and turned the volume down so low I could barely hear it. Next, he went back to the sofa, reached out and turned on
the table lamp on the coffee table. The 40W bulb instantly brightened the room.

My heart skipped a beat. I sensed something was off and figured they might be up to something. I'd heard about it before, but I'd never seen it with my own eyes. My heart pounded
, terrified they'd find out.

After Dad finished doing all that, he leaned back on the sofa, put his mouth close to Mom's ear, and whispered a few words. Mom chuckled a few times, then
punched Dad lightly. Dad then took the opportunity to reach his left hand behind Mom's back to her waist, while his right hand slid up her thigh and reached inside her skirt to grope her.

At this moment, Mom lifted her right buttock first, then her left. A moment later, Dad's right hand slid out and grabbed Mom's underwear, pulling it down
. Mom lifted her leg slightly, letting Dad take the underwear off her leg. Dad then casually stuffed Mom's underwear into the corner of the sofa.

Then, his left hand continued to reach inside Mom's undershirt and caress her. I could only see Dad's hand moving inside the undershirt. After a while, Dad probably
felt the undershirt was in the way, so he slowly pulled it up to Mom's neck, revealing her breasts. They were already slightly sagging, with two
grape-sized nipples set in the center, brown in color. Dad's hands caressed her breasts up and down, occasionally pinching the nipples with his thumb and forefinger, and sometimes putting his mouth
to them.

I glanced at my mother's expression. She was making soft humming noises and swallowing hard. Then, my father's right hand slowly
slipped under her skirt. I could only see the skirt moving. A moment later, my mother also slipped her hand into my father's pants and began to caress him. Meanwhile, a heated argument was taking place on TV. It seemed like they
were matching the program; their hands moved faster when the action was intense and slower when it was relaxed.

Soon, Mom couldn't hold on any longer; her body went limp, and she leaned against Dad. So Dad let her lie down on the sofa, her head resting on his lap. Dad used his left
hand to take off Mom's undershirt, and with his right hand, he lifted Mom's skirt up to her lower abdomen. He then spread Mom's legs apart a little, enough to fit a
fist, and then covered Mom's genitals with his right hand, stroking them up and down.

The wall facing the vent was where my mother's genitals were. I quickly aimed the binoculars at her private area. There wasn't much pubic hair; it was distributed in an inverted triangle at the top
, with a little hair on both sides. Even so, it still looked like a dark patch, and I couldn't see the details inside her genitals clearly.

At this moment, I saw my father's large hand frequently stroking my mother's vulva. Soon, my father used his index and ring fingers to separate the pubic hair on both sides, and his middle finger slid up and down along the slit
. Then, my father slowly inserted his middle finger into my mother's vagina. My mother made a gurgling sound, but my father did not insert his finger all the way in. He only inserted it to the first
joint of his middle finger and then withdrew it. He continued to go in and out like this from time to time, and soon the area became damp and glistening.

At this moment, Dad whispered a few words in Mom's ear. At first, Mom shook her head and whispered, "No, what's so interesting? I've seen it so
many times."

Dad added softly, "It's endlessly fascinating; it always feels fresh and new!"

He lowered his head and whispered something in his mother's ear, while simultaneously tightening his fingers inside her vagina. Finally, his mother blushed and nodded slightly
. His father seemed very pleased and suddenly stood up, startling me. I shrank back, thinking he was going to come over, but instead, he lifted his mother up by the waist and
placed her on the bed, still with her head facing the television, and pulled off her skirt.

By this time, Mom was completely naked, and the angle was even better for me. I was so happy. Then Dad also took off his vest and underwear.

Dad walked to the shelf where miscellaneous items were stored, took some things and put them on the coffee table, then turned around and turned off the TV. At the same time, he gave Mom a mischievous smile. Mom glared
at him, turned her head away, and closed her eyes slightly.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that Dad had a razor, baby powder, a flashlight, and a roll of toilet paper. He first tore off a piece of toilet paper, then
grabbed a towel from the sofa armrest. He went to the doorway, rolled up the toilet paper, and spread Mom's legs wider. He first wiped
Mom's genitals with the toilet paper to clean up the excess water. Then he took the towel and placed it under Mom's buttocks. He opened the tube of baby powder, applied the powder puff to Mom's genitals with the sponge inside
, and then carefully began shaving Mom's pubic hair with the razor.

As the razor moved, pubic hair mixed with powder fell off, and in no time, it was clean. After shaving, Dad wrapped a towel in a ball, placed it on the sofa,
went back to the cupboard to get the camera, then dragged down a pillow and placed it under Mom's lower back. He then bent Mom's legs, with the soles of her feet flat on the bed, spreading them as wide as possible
into an "M" shape. He then held the camera and started snapping photos of Mom's genitals, emitting bursts of flash. At the same time, he guided Mom's hands, letting her try to
spread her vulva open herself up. He took a few more photos, then asked Mom to sit up and pose in various ways, which she obediently cooperated with. He took a few steps back and
took several more full-body photos.

After taking the photos, Dad put the camera on the coffee table, walked over to Mom, and brought his face close to her genitals to look closely. After a while, Dad inserted his middle finger
and started stirring it. Mom also made "hmm, hmm" sounds from time to time and began to twist her body.

Then Dad leaned his head closer to Mom and began kissing her, moving downwards, kissing her left breast, then her right, then down her navel,
finally reaching her genitals. At this point, Dad lifted Mom's legs and pressed them upwards as high as he could, so that Mom's feet were above her head, and then Mom used her own
hands to hold her legs and spread them apart.

At this point, Mom's genitals were completely facing upwards. Dad placed his hands on Mom's legs, buried his head between her legs, and
began to lick her vulva, nodding up and down. I felt dizzy; this was a scene I had never seen before, and it was so stimulating.

After licking for a while, seeing that her mother couldn't take it anymore, her brows furrowed, her head shook back and forth, her body trembling, desperately trying not to cry out,
strange sounds coming from her throat. Finally, her hands couldn't support her legs, so she had to put them down and spread them wide apart, letting her father continue licking, making smacking sounds, like
the sound of eating an ice pop.

Soon, Dad gently nudged Mom, and Mom, understanding, turned over, kneeling on the bed with her elbows on the pillows, raising her buttocks high
so Dad could lick her vulva from behind. Dad placed his hands on her buttocks, using his thumbs to forcefully separate her labia majora, and then extended his tongue, licking vigorously.
Occasionally, he would insert his tongue into Mom's secret place, touching the clitoris with the tip of his tongue. At this moment, Mom's buttocks would also sway, drawing clockwise circles, and
streams of fluid would flow out, all of which Dad would suck into his mouth.

This went on for more than ten minutes until Dad finally lifted his head and gently patted Mom's bottom. Mom then lay down again, but this time
on her side, moving closer to the edge of the bed, with her left leg straight and her right leg bent and supporting her on the bed.

Dad moved to the bedside in front of the coffee table, raised his left leg and knelt on the bed, standing on his right leg. He held his already erect penis in
his left hand and extended it in front of Mom. He held Mom's head with his right hand. Mom understood, so she turned her head, reached out her right hand and grasped Dad's penis, gesturing for Dad to let go of his penis. She
stroked it a few times, then opened her mouth and took Dad's penis into her mouth. She began to move her head back and forth, her tongue rolling, making "mmm, mmm" sounds.

Meanwhile, Dad's left hand was also busy. Sometimes he would pinch Mom's nipples, sometimes he would squeeze her breasts so hard that they deformed, and sometimes
he would reach down to touch Mom's vulva, inserting his middle finger into her slit and moving it in and out quickly.

Later, Dad frowned, probably sensing he was about to ejaculate. He quickly stopped Mom from shaking her head, paused for a moment, rested, then withdrew his penis, rolled onto
the bed, raised Mom's legs above her head, and used his penis to touch Mom's vulva, thrusting it in from the left and then from the right, then into her slit, inserting halfway before immediately withdrawing
.

He teased his mother like this, and she grew impatient. She grabbed his penis and hurriedly tried to shove it into her vagina, saying, "Faster,
faster..."

At this moment, Dad smiled slightly and suddenly pushed in. Mom let out an "Ah!" and seemed to relax completely, letting Dad ride on her body. Dad released
Mom's legs, and Mom naturally wrapped her legs around Dad's waist.

Then Dad lay on top of Mom and began thrusting. His penis slowly withdrew and then plunged in again, back and forth for a long time. Later, the thrusting became faster and faster, and all that could be heard
was the sound of flesh hitting flesh, mixed with the slippery, wet sounds and Mom's indistinct moans. Finally, Dad suddenly shuddered, lay motionless on top of Mom, and
his semen shot into Mom's vagina in spurts, finally reaching orgasm.

A moment later, Mom pushed Dad away, and Dad lay down next to her. Mom spread her legs wide, and white semen slowly flowed out of her vagina. Dad
reached out and handed Mom some tissues from the coffee table. Mom sat up, bent down, and carefully wiped her genitals. After cleaning them, she lay back down. Dad turned off the lamp,
and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

I quietly climbed down from the high cabinet and returned to bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. My mind was filled with the scene from just now. I don't know how long it took before I finally fell asleep... The next
day, I kept thinking about what happened that night. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I realized that Dad's movements were so practiced when he took pictures of Mom that he might have taken more than just the ones from last night
. Maybe if I looked around, I could find some others.

Final exams were just around the corner, followed by summer vacation. So, while my parents were at work during the day, I searched high and low at home and eventually found
that the table in my parents' bedroom was the most likely place to find it.

The desk was an old-fashioned office desk, with a large drawer on the left and three drawers on the right, one above the other. The first drawer on the right
was connected to the locked top, with a gap of about an inch, just big enough for my hand to fit in. I tried to reach in and felt around, finding a photo album.
I pulled it out through the gap, and sure enough, it was full of nude photos of my mother, all black and white. Some were of her taking a bath, some were of her lying in bed, and some were of her standing in a room. Next to them
were labels like "Photo taken at 27" and "Photo taken at 30." Most of them were nude photos of my mother alone. Some showed her squatting on the bed, legs apart, hands spreading
her labia, smiling at the camera; some showed her kneeling on the bed with her buttocks facing the camera; and some were group photos, with my mother sitting on my father's lap with her legs apart, his hands spreading
her labia. The photos were very clear, much clearer than when I peeked through the air vent. From the photos, I could see that she didn't have much pubic hair, mostly distributed on the top of her head,
with some on the sides of her labia, but not much. The labia majora are quite full, basically covering the labia minora, with only two narrow slits visible.

If you don't pry open the opening yourself, you can only see a thin slit.

Looking at the dates next to the photos, I noticed a pattern: Dad would take photos almost every two or three years around Mom's birthday. I think Dad would
take photos of Mom on the night of her birthday to commemorate the occasion.

The later the photos were taken, the more provocative the poses became, perhaps because the characters had completely let loose. Some even had their butts sticking out directly at the camera. Close-up
shots taken from behind showed very clear details, and their pubic hair had all been shaved off, leaving them completely white and very cute.

Later, whenever she had the chance, she would secretly take it out to look at it. Then, when her father went on a business trip, she secretly made a copy of the drawer key he left behind. While her mother was at work and
hadn't returned yet, she opened the drawer and finally saw everything inside.

In addition to photo albums, there were other things, such as condoms, some books on sex education, and a notebook kept by the father, which contained
detailed descriptions of how the parents met, their intimate caresses before marriage, and their several sexual encounters after the wedding.

There are photos of my mother from when she was 28 years old until now, which gave me the opportunity to appreciate them. After middle age, her figure started to change. She
gained a lot of belly fat, and her breasts were not as firm as they were in her twenties and thirties. The photos taken while she was lying in bed are okay, but the photos taken while she was standing show all these flaws
.

Later, when our family moved, I discovered that my father had destroyed some of the photos. However, this gave me the opportunity to steal some, because I thought my father might not
remember which ones he destroyed. So I took the opportunity to secretly take some negatives, which I have kept to this day.

【over】

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