Jack pulled in to the driveway and got out of the car. He came around the front and opened my door for me. “I'll see you tomorrow babe. I'm probably just gonna hang out with the guys for a while and the go home.
“Okay, I'm just gonna watch some TV and crash. We going out for lunch tomorrow?”
He was already calling one of his friends. He lowered his phone and replied. “Yeah...we'll go. Love you”
I kissed him on the cheek and made my way over to the front door. I turned to blow him another kiss as a thank you for our date, and saw him just staring at me. I catch him doing this all the time and it makes me melt for him to know he can't keep his eyes off me. I open the door, step inside, and head upstairs toward my room.
Halfway up the stairs I can hear my parents. As I get closer, I notice that the light is still on and the door is open a bit. My parents have always been very open people, and also very sexual. So what I witness next comes as no surprise to me. Out of curiosity I move up next to the door and peek inside. There I see my parents going at it. My riding my dad's cock, with a large black dildo in her ass. There is also another man in the room that I don't recognize. He's not participating, but video-taping everything.
I feel my pussy getting wet watching my mom being taken like this.. Even though I want to tear myself away, I can't seem to move. I can't tell if it's the site of her gyrating over his cock, the sound of her moaning in ecstasy, or the deep scent of sex I can smell from here, but I remain frozen as if paralyzed.
Ever since I was young, I've understood my parents sex life. I think I first walked in on them when I was 4. I was a bit shocked at the time, but no one made a big deal out of it. My dad just got off my mom, came over and picked me up and put me back in bed. He didn't even bother to hide himself, or put any clothes on. After that, I just got kinda used to it.
Now that I've noticed my own maturity coming about, I've made the conscious decision to not follow in my families footsteps. Sex sounds fun, but isn't my highest priority. I'm not waiting for the right guy, but rather, the right time. I figure it's my life, and I'll fuck who I want, when I want. Emphasis on when being a little ways down the line yet.
Finally as it seems they are wrapping things up, I am able to pull myself away. Thankfully, they didn't see me. I'd hate for them to think I was so easily distracted from my current goals of abstinence. I walk the rest of the way down the hall and slip quietly in to my room.
I change in to some comfortable pajama pants and a loose T-shirt and head back downstairs to the living room. As I get comfortable on the couch, the heat of the room starts to get to me. I open the patio door a bit, and leave just the screen door shut to let the air circulate a bit. Once again comfortable on the couch, I start browsing through the channels trying to find something interesting.
No matter what comes on though, I can't seem to get the images of my parents out of my head. I keep picturing their sweaty bodied wrapped around one another. Thoughts of all the sexual acts I've seen my parents in drift through my mind as I slowly doze off.
“Come on Rick, you gotta do this for me. It won't be nearly as good without a witness! Don't chicken out now”
“No. This is stupid. You want me to help you break in to your girlfriends house, and video tape you raping her? Fuck that man.”
“You got it all wrong. Look, I've been with her for a while now, and you know how she's always really stuck up about sex? Well, we were at a movie, and she was really tired. She falls asleep on my shoulder and I'm just thinking 'Screw this, I'm so done with her'. Just when I'm about to get up, she starts playing with my junk. She sucked, and swallowed right there in the theater!”
“So you're theory is, when she's tired, she's like a sex crazed maniac?”
“Sure Rick, if that'll get you to come with, that's exactly what I mean”
“Fine. I've wanted to see Layla naked since like grade school.”
That's all it took for Jack to finish opening the screen door and sneaking in. Layla was laying there on the couch passed out with some late night infomercial playing. The blue light from the TV illuminated her body. She had no blanket over her, and her shirt was rolled up to just below her breasts.
Jack moved in close to her and slid his hand over her exposed abs. His fingers slowly crept down her loose fitting pants and started massaging her pussy. His cock began to grow immediately. “Rick, get over here and start recording.
Rick turned on the camera and scanned it over her body, focusing between her legs. Jack slid her pants slowly down her legs. He stopped with her pants at her feet. His fingers kept playing with her, until he moved his head down to her now dripping wet pussy. With his tongue sticking out widely, he slid it over, then making it a fine point, he licked up each side. His tongue worked back and forth in this manner until she could no longer take it and her throbbing sex demanded more.
Layla twitched her legs a bit and slid her pants off the rest of the way. Jack stopped for a moment, thinking she was awake, but she continued to lie there. Rick exhaled deeply, now noticing his growing erection. Jack focused on pressing his tongue deeper in to her. When he had gone as far as he could, Layla's legs enclosed tightly around his head, locking him there as she moaned quietly.
Rick could no longer take just taping the events going on and set the camera across the room, still recording everything. He moved closer in and unzipped his pants, dropping them to the floor. He recalled what Jack had told him about the theater and decided he would try something similar. He pressed it up to her lips, and before he could respond, she started licking it repeatedly. Jack was so focused on what he was doing to even notice Layla pleasuring him.
Jack continued working her pussy with his tongue, occasional stroking his dick, keeping him hard as possible. He pulled back a bit and began focusing on her clit, which only resulted in her squeezing her legs tighter. This drove him crazy that she was so in to it and couldn't resist her any more. He slowed down and waited for her to release him until he kneeled by her and held her legs up. Slowly his cock pressed in to her. He slowly increased his pace until he noticed his friend Rick with his pants down at the other end of her, dick in her mouth. This only made him harder. He thought about how innocent she always acts, but is now taking two cocks and loving it.
Jack pushed his cock as far in to her as he could, slowly pulling back out and repeating this. He could feel her pussy throbbing around his cock. He started going faster, and could hear her muffled moans through her sucking off Rick. Rick started to move his cock back and forth in her mouth. “Mmm, make me cum, swallow it all” he said. Jack could see in the dim light as Layla finished Rick off and didn't even realize how close he was. He exploded inside her, barely able to move any more, he nearly collapsed on top of her.
He pulled out of her slowly as Rick began to put his pants back on. He carefully slipped her pants back on and tried to ease her in to the position she was in when they arrived. “Damn...that actually worked” he said.
“Wait...you didn't think it would?” Rick asked, now sounding even more nervous than he did earlier.
“Well, fifty fifty really. It was worth it though, wasn't it?”
“Yeah, but let's go. This can get real bad, real fast still. I'll feel a lot safer when we're gone.”
“Alright, just be careful. Would suck to get busted immediately after because you knocked over a lamp or something.”
The two crept back to the door, slowly sneaking out as if nothing happened. They got back in the truck and drove off. Both of them gave a heavy sigh of relief that they got away with it.
Allen heard the door close and went downstairs. A truck pulled out of the driveway as he inspected the room. He figured it would have been his parents doing something like usual, but was very surprised when he found Layla on the couch. He turned off the TV and started back upstairs until he noticed a glowing red light on the table. He picked up the video camera and smiled, taking back up to his room.
With the camera hooked up to his TV, he went over the tape. Watching in detail everything that had occurred in the living room that night. He had always had a bit of a crush on his older sister, but even in their open family, she was much to prudish to ever consider anything like that. He now saw a different side of his sister that he may be able to use to his advantage. Maybe she fit in this family more than she let on.
Layla slowly woke up on the couch. She couldn't explain it, but she felt great. She walked over to the kitchen and began making some toast when Allen came in with a strange grin on his face. “What's up with you? You're never look like this when you just wake up."
“Oh, I woke up a while ago. Got something to show you. Come up to my room.”
“Alright...what's going on?”
“You'll see. Just meet me up there.” He said as he walked out of the kitchen and headed upstairs.
Layla finished making her toast and took it upstairs with her. She knocked lightly on Allen's door and stepped inside. He motioned for her to take a seat in front of the TV, which she did. He turned it on and immediately recognized Jack on the screen in night vision. “What the hell is this?”
“Like I said, you'll see. Just watch.”
She did, and saw him moving in to a house. She recognized his friend Rick's voice behind the camera. Jack started touching a girl, and stuck his hand down her pants. She froze, not believing he would do this. “That's enough, I've seen enough. So Jack cheated on me, how did you get this tape anyway?”
Allen laughed. How did he find this funny? “Oh, you haven't seen anything yet big sister.” She saw Rick set the camera down and things became more familiar. As he unzipped his pants she realized it was her living room. This was last night. And the girl was her. She dropped her toast on the floor and covered her mouth.
“I did that?” Was all she could think to say. She felt a rush of emotions, anger, betrayal, hatred...but then suddenly she felt release. She noticed that she was actually enjoying this. It came over her in a rush that she's been denying this of herself all this time.
“Now this is the part where we negotiate the terms of me not releasing this tape on the internet” Allen said through a grin to her.
“Fuck that. I'll do what you want to repay you for showing this to me. You get extra for helping me get them back for this!” Layla said as she began thinking of the new world of sex that had been presented before her. She was gonna enjoy this...
Allen just smiled, having this work out for him better than he could have imagine.
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