Chapter 1 Spying on my parents having sex

My father is the head of the supply and marketing department of a factory. Due to his busy work, he often has to go on business trips and is not at home for three days and two days. Therefore, I am the only man at home most of the time. My younger sister is in the third year of junior high school this year, and my older sister is in the third year of high school. Both of them are immersed in intense study and are busy preparing for the upcoming junior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination. They can't take care of the family affairs at all. As a result, most of the housework naturally falls on my mother alone. As for me, I am just in the first year of high school. I am always lazy about housework and don't care about it. As a result, I am often scolded by my mother. Although I always perfunctorily say it, I sometimes feel a little guilty when I see my mother busy.

After school that afternoon, I went to play basketball for half a day and had a lot of fun. It was not until the sky gradually darkened that I reluctantly walked home. I walked and thought along the way: Will I be scolded by my mother again this time? However, I have already thought of a countermeasure-sneak into the room when I get home and lie on the bed directly, pretending to be back early. If my mother asked, I would insist that I had been home a long time ago, but she was busy cooking and didn't notice!

After making up my mind, I quietly took out the key and carefully inserted it into the keyhole, moving as lightly as a thief, for fear of making any sound. Slowly, I pushed open the door and slipped in holding my breath, still feeling lucky in my heart: I hope my mother didn't find out!

However, I didn't expect a man's voice to come out of the house: "Xiangxiang (my mother's nickname), this dress looks really good on you."

Ah! It was my father's voice, he was back from a business trip.

Following the sound, I looked towards my parents' bedroom and found that the door was slightly open. I tiptoed over, my heartbeat quickened, and I couldn't help but secretly peek in through the crack of the door. I saw my mother wearing a light white dress, turning around in front of the dressing mirror, carefully looking at herself. Dad was lying on the bed, with a satisfied and happy smile on his face, looking at my mother intently, and a warm atmosphere filled the room.

"This dress is expensive, isn't it? I told you not to spend money recklessly, why don't you listen?" Mom complained, but her eyes could not leave the mirror, and her tone was full of unconcealed joy.

"How is it expensive? It's only more than 300 yuan!" Dad smiled and responded with a hint of pride, "Besides, look how good it looks on you, just like a 27- or 28-year-old girl!"

After hearing this, the corners of Mom's mouth slightly raised, and she glared at Dad in a pretended resentful look, but she looked even more energetic.

My heart moved, and I looked at Mom carefully. Wow, I never noticed before that my mother was so beautiful.

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, falling on the plain white dress, which looked particularly soft. Her slender waist twisted gently, her slender calves were wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and she was wearing a pair of milky white high heels, and her steps were light and elegant. Although the years have left some shallow marks on her face, her skin is still delicate and fair, with a healthy luster. Occasionally, she would turn her head and smile at her father, her curved eyes flickering gently, as if filled with tenderness and charm. At this moment, she is graceful, like an intoxicating painting.

At this time, Dad suddenly got up from the bed, hugged Mom's thin waist from behind, and whispered: "Wife, I miss you so much outside." While speaking, he gently kissed Mom's earlobe.

Mom pushed Dad: "Don't do it now, wait until the evening, okay? It's not good if the children see it."

Dad continued to kiss Mom: "What are you afraid of? Both girls have gone to evening self-study, and I don't know when my son will come back from playing. Let's make love quickly." Mom didn't say anything else. Seeing that Mom acquiesced, Dad picked up Mom and put her on the bed.

My eyes straightened up. I had only seen descriptions of sex in some books before, and they were written vaguely. Now I can actually see real people performing? Although they were my parents, I was still very excited.

I saw that my father had unbuttoned the buttons on the back of my mother's dress, and then slowly pulled the dress down to her waist, revealing my mother's snow-white bra. My mother closed her eyes, and her two thighs in stockings slowly opened.

My father knelt in front of my mother's thighs and pulled up the hem of my mother's dress. In this way, my mother's dress was compressed into a flat strip, as if a scarf was tied around her waist. Her lower body was a light pink triangle panties. There was a gap between the triangle panties and the stockings, and my mother's snow-white thigh flesh bulged slightly from the gap.

My father lowered his head, stretched out his tongue, gently sucked the exposed thigh, and then bit one end of the stockings with his teeth. His two knees slowly retreated until he retreated to near my mother's ankles before letting go. I saw that the stockings on one leg of my mother had been completely taken off, and it was shining from her thigh roots to her feet. That was the saliva mark left by my father.

Dad followed the same method and took off Mom's other stockings. In this way, both of Mom's stockings were crowded on her ankles. There was a pile of stockings on the milky white high heels, and above was Mom's beautifully curved snow-white calves.

Dad had already held Mom's calf with one hand and lifted it high, so that Mom's legs were spread apart. One milky white high heel was straight up to the sky, and the other high heel was soft and flat on the head of the bed, looking very lewd. Several black and shiny pubic hairs ran out from the edge of Mom's light red briefs.

I couldn't help swallowing a big mouthful of saliva.

Dad put his hand in the middle of Mom's underwear and gently stroked it there, and Mom couldn't help but twist her body. Dad looked at Mom and smiled gently, and put his hand on Mom's bra again, not in a hurry to take it off, but stroking it back and forth on the bra.

Mom's reaction was even stronger. She pulled Dad's head and pressed it on her breasts. Dad bit Mom's bra and pulled it up with his mouth. Suddenly, Mom's breasts popped out, just on both sides of Dad's chin. Two brown-red nipples stood upright against Dad's beard cheeks.

Although Mom gave birth to three of us brothers and sisters, the strange thing was that her breasts were not soft and inelastic as described in the book. The tender white breasts stood up with a slight arc, and the two slightly dark nipples swayed left and right as Dad kissed her breasts.

Mom hugged Dad's head even harder and pressed it hard on her breasts. One foot was still held in the air by Dad, and the milky white high heels swayed restlessly as Dad licked her tongue.

Dad tilted his head slightly, bit one of Mom's nipples with his teeth, and licked the nipple in his mouth with his tongue. Mom couldn't help but let out a low "ah" and thrust her thigh upward.

Dad's lower body was not idle either. He pressed his knees between Mom's legs and rubbed them slowly. Mom's long eyelashes trembled on her closed eyes, and her small lips gasped tightly.

Dad held Mom's small feet still wearing high heels with one hand, and the other hand had reached into Mom's underwear. He put his hand on the protruding pelvic bone between Mom's legs and pinched it. Mom couldn't help but open her eyes. One hand suddenly pressed down Dad's hand that was in her underwear, and whispered: "Husband, hurry up, or our son will come back and it's not good for him to see it."

Dad moved his mouth away from Mom's nipple, nodded, and then didn't take his hand out of Mom's underwear. He directly took Mom's underwear down and came to her calf.

Mom twisted her body and pulled her panties off from the leg that was flat on the bed, so that only one side of the panties was still hanging loosely on her little foot that was lifted by Dad.

I stared at Mom's vagina, which was now completely exposed.

Mom's vagina was the kind of narrow and long, and the two labia were still pink. Some black pubic hairs were curled like an inverted triangle and spread above her vagina. Under the vagina was Mom's dark brown chrysanthemum bud, which shrank tightly to the middle as if there was a centripetal force, leaving only a small black hole, but the opposite was true above the bud. The two fat labia were pulled open and turned outward with great effort, and some shiny liquid stuck in the middle of the two labia and was pulled into several swaying silk threads.

Dad didn't take Mom's panties off her feet, just let them hang on Mom's calves. The light red panties, Mom's fair calves, and her flesh-colored stockings and milky white high heels made me excited.

I couldn't help but put my hand into my crotch and began to stroke my erect penis.

Dad seemed to be unable to hold back at this time. He held one of Mom's feet with one hand and quickly took off his pants with the other hand, revealing his thick cock.

Mom's panting became more rapid. She stretched out one hand to hold Dad's cock and stroked it up and down.

Dad let Mom stroke his penis with her slender little hands while leaning down to kiss Mom's lips.

Mom also responded to Dad with her tongue. She kissed Dad while rubbing her two snow-white thighs. There were more and more shiny water threads between the two labia, which gradually gathered together to form water drops that slowly slid down from the labia.

As mom stroked dad, the front of his glans began to secrete a shiny liquid, and mom's slender little hands were also stained with this liquid, so mom took dad's penis and slowly pulled it towards her lower body, until it touched her labia and then let go.

Dad couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up, raised his waist, and sent his thick penis into mom's hole.

Mom hugged dad's back and screamed "ah".

"Gently, gently, it hurts a little."

While speaking, mom's watery eyes also wrinkled slightly, which really meant that she was a little lazy and painful.

Dad laughed "haha" and really slowed down his movements.

I saw mom's two labia tightly wrapped around dad's penis, and with dad's slow twitching, the two labia also opened and closed, which was very beautiful.

After a while, the penis that Dad pulled in and out was already shining. I don't know if it was the liquid that Dad secreted, or the water that Mom kept flowing out.

Mom's little feet that stretched into the air began to tremble constantly, and the light red panties also swayed in the air. Looking closely, the color in the middle of the flipped panties was actually a little darker. I thought it must be the secretions that Mom had flowed out when Dad touched her before?

"Hmm...ah..."

Mom closed her eyes again, and began to moan softly. The calf hanging in the air also began to bend back and forth.

Dad simply hung Mom's leg on his shoulder, kneading Mom's snow-white breasts with one hand, and holding the bed with the other hand to twitch back and forth.

With a "pop", the high-heeled shoe on Mom's foot hanging on Dad's shoulder fell off, which scared me, but Mom and Dad seemed not to hear it and continued to move.

Dad turned his head and kissed Mom's feet under the flesh-colored stockings while continuing to thrust into Mom's pussy. Mom's toes stood up stiffly in the stockings. She pushed the instep to Dad's mouth and hooked Dad's cheek with the thumb of her little foot.

Dad simply turned his head and bit Mom's toes, savoring the scent of Mom's feet through the stockings. The stockings were wetted by Dad's saliva in a short while, and Dad's lower body was also wetted by Mom's vaginal fluid.

Dad lifted Mom's other foot and put it on his shoulder. In this way, Mom's two feet were all on Dad's shoulders, and her pair of white buttocks were almost completely suspended in the air. Mom's lower body was completely supported by Dad's penis.

Suddenly, Daddy let out a low cry, half squatted up, and thrusted much faster. Mom's legs and buttocks were almost straight up. Daddy was no longer kissing Mom's toes, but biting them. Before Mommy screamed "Ouch" in pain, Daddy had stopped thrusting and moved his mouth away from Mommy's feet. Then Daddy put Mommy's legs down, leaned back, and his penis slipped out of Mommy's pussy that was still dripping with lewd water.

Daddy exhaled and lay softly on his back on the bed. His wet penis was still jumping and dripping milky white liquid.

Mom opened her eyes and asked with a little disappointment: "Are you done?"

"Yeah."

This time it was Daddy who closed his eyes and nodded.

Mom sighed softly, "This time... why are you so fast?"

"Ah! I don't know, maybe it's been too long since I did it, so it came out quickly."

Mom didn't say anything else, she sat up silently, and saw a large amount of milky white liquid flowing out from the middle of her labia, "Get up quickly and go wash. Your son hasn't come back yet, you will criticize him later."

"Yeah." Dad still closed his eyes.

Mom sighed again, slowly pulled her panties off her feet, and then took off her stockings from her feet. I saw that there were several deep teeth marks on her snow-white and small toes. She rubbed her toes, then put the stockings in the middle of her vagina, wiped the semen that was still flowing out of her vagina, and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

Dad didn't answer, but he snored for a while. Mom looked at him sadly and stood up.

Chapter 2 Peeping at Mom's Masturbation

I quickly stopped masturbating and ran to the kitchen to hide. I heard Mom walk into the bathroom and sneaked to the bathroom door. Mom might have seen that no one was at home, so she didn't close the bathroom door.

I saw her standing in the bathroom with her lower body naked, her face flushed, her bra was still on, she stood there, rubbing her hands on her lower body, her teeth still biting her lips tightly, trying not to make any sound.

After a while, many beads of sweat appeared on Mom's face, and transparent water drops began to drip from under Mom's labia!

Suddenly, Mom leaned her head back against the wall, and her fingers actually poked into her vagina. Mom used her fingers to pump back and forth in the vagina, her eyes were tightly closed, and her nostrils were flaring and panting slightly. Her fingers were pulled in and out with thin silver water lines, and gradually even Mom's thighs were covered with her vaginal fluid.

Mom's thighs suddenly straightened, and she screamed "Ah", her fingers twitched faster in her vagina, and then two tears slowly flowed out of the corners of her eyes, I don't know if it was because of excitement or other reasons.

She finally stopped twitching, exhaled a long breath, took her hand out of her vagina, looked at the water stains on her hands, shook her head, turned on the faucet, and started to take a shower.

I didn't dare to watch any more, for fear that she would see me after taking a shower, so I sneaked out of the house again, waited outside for half an hour before returning home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Mom. She was still wearing the dress, but the stockings were not on her feet, and her shoes were changed into slippers.

Sure enough, when Mom saw me, she asked: "Where did you go again? You didn't help Mom with housework at home. Oh! Your dad is back and sleeping inside! Eat and take a shower quietly! Your dad is tired from the business trip! Don't wake him up!"

I thought to myself: What business trip is tired? It's obviously tired from having sex with you.

But I didn't dare to talk back, so I went to eat and then took a shower.

In the bathroom, I couldn't help but have a erect penis when I thought of my mother masturbating here just now. I remembered that my mother didn't wear stockings when she came back, so I hurriedly looked for it in the washing machine in the bathroom. Unexpectedly, I not only found the stockings that my mother had wiped her labia, but also found the light red panties that my mother wore when she had sex.

I was overjoyed. I grabbed my mother's panties with one hand and turned them to the bottom to smell the smell of my mother's vagina. I held my mother's stockings with one hand and stroked my cock. When I put the panties on my lips, some fishy and salty smells came to my tongue. I suddenly remembered that my mother had shed vaginal fluid on this pair of panties.

This made me even more excited, and with my mother's stockings rubbing on my cock, it didn't take long for the semen that had been held back for half a day to gush out!

I took a quick shower and returned to my room. I dreamed of my mother's naked body all night.

In the next few days, whether I was in school or not, my mind was full of my mother's snow-white naked body.

Every day after school, I rushed to the bathroom as soon as I got home, just to find my mother's changed underwear to masturbate.

I secretly vowed that I would taste my mother's body no matter what.

Finally, my father went on a business trip again that day, and I was ecstatic. This time the opportunity came.

I heard from my father that my mother had some neurasthenia since she was a child, so she had to take two sleeping pills before going to bed every night. Otherwise, if she was awakened by any sound, it would be difficult for her to fall asleep again. Whenever it was late at night, my mother relied on these drugs to help herself relax, otherwise the daily trivialities and worries always made it difficult for her to fall asleep. Although she always looked gentle and strong, she actually had her own fragile side. My father had just left home at noon, and I had already started to plan how to sleep with my mother at night.

I returned to my bedroom early in the evening, waiting for my mother to fall asleep.

The clock quickly reached twelve o'clock.

I took off my clothes except for my shorts, walked barefoot to my mother's bedroom, gently opened the door, looked around, and confirmed that my sister and younger sister were also asleep, and then quickly went into my mother's bedroom.

I closed the bedroom door gently, and my chest couldn't help but beat wildly. When my eyes gradually adapted to the darkness in the room, I looked at the bed and saw that my mother was wearing a white silk nightgown, with only a thin blanket covering her waist and abdomen. She was curled up and sleeping sweetly with her head on the side.

I tiptoed to the head of my mother's bed, stretched out my hand and pulled the blanket around her waist to the ground. My mother didn't move at all, and she didn't notice it at all.

I became bolder, put my hand on my mother's small and delicate jade feet, and rubbed them back and forth slowly. My mother seemed a little ticklish, and her feet shrank suddenly. I was shocked and quickly lay down under the bed.

After a long time, I found that my mother was still sleeping sweetly, so I got up again.

I thought to myself: It has come to this point, so I might as well go all out, so I pulled my shorts off my body and stood naked in front of my mother who was still sleeping.

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