0 comments/ 281167 views/ 20 favorites Mom and Dad: Under The Covers By: Surt This story has a multi-person narrative which switches from the Son to the Dad at various points in the story. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks for reading and enjoy! Rolecall: Kim-Soo Cicero is Gail Kim Taboo: A taboo is a strong social prohibition (or ban) relating to any area of human activity or social custom declared as sacred and forbidden. *** My whole world has recently been turned upside down; it started with one incident, which spiralled into another, and another, and another, and another! This all eventually ended with the most insane live-sex show I have ever seen -- yes, my mom and dad were involved. Hi, my name is Zack and to really explain my side of the story, I would have to go back a few months, back to when things got... complicated... It was early August, Me, my mom, and dad were at a party at some ballroom. It was a party for high-school kids who got into really good colleges; it was kinda an embarrassing deal. My mom was a Korean-American with bronzed skin, long delicate black hair, a fit 5'4 frame, and - yes I noticed - a tight ass along with nice firm breasts. All my friends would go nuts over my mom, not surprising, they all loved that she was a "hot Asian." I think it was the novelty factor of a woman being hot, Asian and a MILF which got them all excited, she's a triple threat if you think about it. She was in a form-fitting green dress with emerald pearls around her neck. Her name is Kim. She was there with my dad. While I have been calling him my dad, he is not actually my dad -- he's my step-dad, but he has been my dad since I was 13, so I'm pretty used to calling him that. He's Italian-American, which would be a pretty big giveaway to the fact that we're not blood related. His name is Tony. I got a lot of my friends asking me how my dad got my mom. Well it's pretty simple -- he had money. He's about 5'8 (he claims), bit pudgy, only got some hair left on his head and got a lot of hair all around his body. He didn't care how he looked, he was that kinda guy. He was wearing a loose-fitting tuxedo, which looked to cost around $10. I was ready to get the night over with quick, I was gonna greet some guys, shake some hands, and get out. I expected my mom to brag about me to all the other moms while my dad went around telling other dads that he's "hitting that ass." I did make it clear to my friends that I didn't like all the dirty talk they did about my mom, which meant they did it even more. I saw Mike coming up to me; he was a grinning blond beanpole with goofy spiked-up hair. "Hey Zack, your mom looks really fine tonight. Like so fine, she, like, look so fine she could be, like, in one of those like specialty magazines." "Do you mean those ones you got caught with in school?" "Hey your mom inspired me, I couldn't help it!" "Sure you couldn't." "Ha, but anyway, I'll start college a couple months after you, so see you, Pal." he shook my hand and slapped me on the shoulder. He was a goofball, but not so bad. After that exchange, I saw my dad near the freebie food. *** I remember they had good food there; those college guys sure had a nice spread laid out. Hey I'm Tony Cicero. I was at that ball, or whatever it was, for kids going to great colleges or something like that. I gotta admit; it was a good feeling seeing my kid doing so well; it was better seeing my hot wife looking so fine. I saw my son there, chatting to those college guys or whoever they were. But me? I had one thing I wanted to do at that there place; I wanted to toot my own horn a lil, bragging you could say. So I went looking for the other dads. I found one sipping some wine; he seemed like one of those upper-class types. "Hey, how you doing, ok that's good. Hey which wife is yours?" "Oh yes," he said in a smarmy-rich sounding accent, "ahem, she's over there in the blue." His wife was a typical upper-class kinda gal, blond, mature, with an ok rack. "Hmm ok," I remarked, "she put out much?" "Excuse me?" he gasped. He had a look of surprise on his face which quickly went away. "I'm lucky to get it once a month," he conceded. I pointed over to my wife. "Look over there; she gives it to me whenever I want. Asian is the way to go bro." "Oh my, your wife is rather fetching. Hmm oh yes she has a certain quality to her, you're one lucky man." "Oh yes, thanks." I went around all night getting compliments. I didn't know why, but for some reason, I liked telling people that I was married to this hot Asian woman. I just liked the comments they would make, the surprise reactions I would get -- it did something for me. I was also excited in knowing that the kid would be gone soon, because with him gone, I would've had more time with the wifey. I looked at my watch and it was past twelve at that point. I called my son over. *** My dad called me over, "Hey son, I think we gotta maybe stay in a hotel tonight, it's getting kinda late and I ain't gonna drive all that way home. It will be like 4am by the time we get home and I gotta do some business in the morning, gotta get some good sleep." "Oh come on, Dad," I replied. "No arguments, I got my stuff to do, I need my sleep." "Well whatever, if I got no choice." He called Mom over and we all drove to the hotel. The whole idea seemed like a really lame detour -- I wanted to go home to my own bed and not to some flee-ridden one. I knew Dad, and even though he had money, he was a cheapskate when it came to things like that. "You better buy a decent room for us," demanded Mom. "Hahaha," my dad laughed nervously, "only the best for my wife." I think Mom knew the score: she fucked him and he got her anything she wanted. It was disturbing for me to know that, but it was true; it certainly explained the fancy dress and jewels she had on. Dad went with Mom's request and got us into a decent 4 star hotel. Dad went over to the counter to get us our rooms. *** The chick working the desk was a fine-ass Chinese babe; I took a look at her up-and-down. Hmm, if I wasn't married, I would have been hitting on that ass. "So umm," I looked at her name tag, "Cynthia, we would like two of your finest rooms." "Oh I'm so sorry, we only got one room left, but it have two beds." "Oh really? Hmm, well then, we better take it," I looked over at my wife and son, they were not gonna be pleased. "Ok," I said to the group, "I got one room with two beds." "Wait, what? I have to sleep in the same room as my mom and dad! That is so lame," my son was not happy about this, hell I wasn't either -- I needed my alone time with his mother. "What you think?" I said to my wife. "Whatever," she shrugged, "as long as I get some sleep." "Ok, we all cool with this?" My son and wife both mumbled in agreement. It was settled; it was us three in that hotel room that night. When we got into the room, me and the wife went into the bathroom while my son went to go fix his bed. *** I got into that room and headed for the bed. My bed was the one on the right; my parents took the slightly larger one on the left. My bed was kinda small, which made me think it was made for a little kid, even more embarrassment for me. My parents went into the bathroom as I kicked my shoes off, took my suit jacket, shirt and pants off and rolled myself into the sheets. My dad walked out of the bathroom in just his white briefs. God, what a pig he could be sometimes. He jumped on his mattress as I closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep. "Ok," my mom said from the bathroom, "one of you turn the lights off, because I'm wearing my underwear." I felt an odd sense of excitement when my mom said that. My dad leaped from his bed, turned the light off and hurried back. It was dark now, and the only light came from the windows. The curtains were only half-drawn, so I could see a fair bit of light in that room. I heard my mom walking in, and despite every instinct to look away, I took a peek. I could see her firm, toned ass in those kinda panties which show a bit of ass at the bottom. I took a look at her breasts to see that she had on a navy blue-bra, which showed a fair bit of boob. As weird and awkward as it was to see my mom in that kinda attire, it was also very stimulating. I admitted she was hot, but seeing her half-naked was a whole other deal. She slid into bed with my dad. After a few seconds, I heard something gently crumple to the ground. The sound came from the direction of my parent's bed. I took a closer look, and saw that the item on the floor was my mom's bra! I looked away quickly; this was getting too weird for me. My parents were right next to me in a bed -- and they were almost naked! I wondered what they were going to do next. I thought they would just go to sleep, considering I was only a couple of meters away from them. I heard some rumblings and mumbling in the bed, I knew exactly what my dad was trying to do. That dirty pig was trying to get with my mom, there and then, with me in the room! *** I knew my son was there with us in that room, but I was so fucking horny, that I didn't care. I felt-up one of those nice tits and grinded my body behind her. I was talking all day about how great a fuck she is --the situation we were in was also really turning me on. "Ohh not tonight," she whispered to me. "Come on baby, just this once," I kept on groping her breasts with my hands, I could tell that I was getting her excited, well I hope I was. "Our son is right there, this is not the night." I kissed her neck and rubbed my free hand over her body. Despite her words, I stayed persistent. I didn't think about my son being just a couple of metres away; I was horny and my wife was hot, who could blame me? I heard my son snore a bit as I rubbed his mom up-and-down. "Look there, he's asleep," I whispered to her. She didn't look happy, "If it makes you stop...Ok a quick one, but not too loud." I quickly untied her panties and got to work, but something about my son there didn't sit right. *** I was not asleep -- I was faking it. I noticed what was going on and played along. I saw them fumbling around, under the sheets, I noticed my dad's hands groping my mom's legs and chest. I could see my dad kissing and nibbling on my mom's neck. As the minutes went on, they became progressively more and more full-on. Dad moved on top of Mom and inserted his dick in her; she let out a little groan. Dad began to thrust into Mom, first very slowly and then at a moderate pace. I had to hide the huge hard-on I was getting from witnessing all of this. I started to rub one out myself, but made sure I didn't make a crease on the sheets, so my parents wouldn't notice I was awake. My chest felt a hot tightness around it, my face was all red -- I was sweating buckets. Seeing my parents have sex was very exciting for me. They felt comfortable after a while, probably sure that I was asleep. My dad let out some groans. Mom was less adventurous then my dad, but she must have been experiencing some real pleasure, as she was breathing heavily. The moonlight would occasionally shine down and let me see my mom's orgasmic expressions. The bed rocked ever-so-slightly, which would sometimes make the sheets rise up and expose my mom's juicy breasts. As they fucked in the bed, I thought about Dad's mindset. Did he know I was awake? What kind of man would have sex with someone's mother in front of her son? I had many conflicting feelings, I was a little mad at him; I was surely jealous, jealous at Dad for fucking my mom, not to say that I wasn't enjoying it. I stopped thinking of him as my dad at that point: he was this hairy, sweaty man who was violating my pristine, attractive mother, and I loved it! *** I knew when my cock was halfway in, that my son was awake. I didn't care that he was awake; all I cared about was doing my wife. She was kinda tired and half-asleep, but I went hard on her still. I looked down at her beautiful face; man Asian women drive me wild! I can't explain it. I put some kisses on those pretty lil lips of her and looked in the corner to see if our son was still 'sleeping.' I stopped and thought about how she was 'his' mother. In my mind, she was 'my' wife, so i changed my mindset and started thinking of her as 'his' mother. I was having sex with his mother, I was all over his mother, I was shoving my cock deep into his mom, and I was going to cum in his mom. I was having his mother and he watched me doing it to her, the thought of that drove me wild. I was having sex with a mother in front of her son, and I really, really digged that. Wrong as it may seem, it made me so fucking horny. The kid must have been pissed at watching this out-of-shape goomba banging the hell out of his pretty Asian mom, the thought of that only got me more fired-up. Even though I may not look it, I can really get a woman going -- I'm fucking packing down there, if you know what I mean. I got her moaning and groaning despite her wishes to keep it quiet. If she wasn't so spent from all the day's activities, I'm sure I could've got her screaming. I wanted some dirty talk, so I asked her, "Who's your daddy?" "Oh ohh, you are," she mumbled very unenthusiastically. I think cause our son was there, she didn't wanna really scream the room down. I mumbled the word "bitch" to her a couple times, she didn't mind, we went over the words I can and can-not call her a while back. The fact that her son was right there while I called his mom a bitch really, really got my motor going, even though I'm sure half-sure he didn't hear me say it. Did I mention the room was fucking hot? Fuck! My sweat, her sweat, under those covers both of us could have heated a whole fucking house! We were both boiling in there. I loved the feeling of her I felt her soft, smooth, sweaty skin rubbing against mine as her nice, round Asian tits bounced around. I noticed she was getting more and more tired, so I decided to rap it up early. While I was getting ready to cum, I taunted her son in my mind. "Hey kid, like what I'm doing to your mom? Like what you're seeing? I'm the fucking man that's taking your Asian mom and giving her a fucking! You watch me while I fuck your mom, you watch me! Your mom's my bitch, my fucking Asian bitch!" Those thoughts made me cum hard right inside her. I lay down exhausted, on top of her, and rolled over to the other side. I needed some sleep after all that fucking. I looked at my wife to see that she was still quivering after the fucking I gave her; I wondered if my son could sleep after all he had seen! *** It was morning, and I woke up at around 6am after hearing one of the hotel cleaners slam into something. Before I could even think about what happened that night, I got another surprise -- my mom's ass was hanging out of her sheets. Her whole back was exposed, the morning wood I had became morning oak. She must have been so tired that she forgot to put on clothes. I could clearly see her well-toned, tanned, sexy ass. I beat-off to it immediately. I stopped mid-cum when she started to move around. She covered herself with the sheets and walked into the bathroom. I shut my eyes quickly after my mom left the room-- I suspected my dad was naked as well. I kept my eyes closed for a couple minutes before my dad said, "Hey Son, get dressed, we outta here." I got dressed, rushed out the hotel room, didn't even look at my parents, and none of us didn't speak a word about what happened that night as we all drove home. *** Six weeks later... *** I was in my dorm; it was late and I was thinking about that night in the hotel. Even though a fair bit of time went by, and a lot had happened to me since then (like going to college, moving into the dorm) I could still not get that incident out of my mind. It racked my mind why I found it so erotic. I knew the reasons why, my mom being hot as one of the reasons, but I knew there were others reasons; one of them was the whole taboo atmosphere around it. Watching my mom and dad was full of taboo delight: there was the incest part of it; the fact that I watched my mom have sex and enjoy it was very incest-like. There was the interracial aspect of seeing my Asian mother with a white (sorta) man and then there was the possibility that my dad knew I was awake when he fucked my mom. All those taboos were so hard to resist. I wanted a way to recapture that feeling, I had one idea, but it was so stupid I'm amazed I even thought of it. I was going to call my dad and pretend to be his "Cousin Sal," whom I'd met only a couple of times. I was going to put on Sal's voice and pretend to be him over the phone. There were so many reasons why this was a stupid idea, but all those reasons went out of my mind. Either way, If Dad figured out I was not his Cousin Sal, I was going to say it was a college roommate who made a prank call. I put in the numbers, practiced my Italian-American accent, and called my dad. "Yo, Tony! This is your Cousin Sal, calling to see how you doing," I was nervous and my voice cracked a little. "Hey Sal, how you doing, umm, what you been up to?" "Oh nothing, nothing, hey, how's that hot piece of Asian ass you got, huh?" My dad suddenly sounded more cheery, "beau-tiful, she is the best ass I ever had; you need to go Asian my man! Best choice I ever made -- hot bodies, man-first attitudes, Asian women is where it's at! Oh, keep this quiet, but just between me and you, she can hold my cock in her mouth for twelve full seconds!" I got an instant bonor from hearing that. "Ohhh," I said as I tried to keep that accent, "hey, how bout that fine looking body of hers, huh?" "Sal, I tell you what; her ass is the best squish toy I ever had!" Dad let out a roaring laugh, "I bite and play with it all day!" "Ohhh hahaha," I responded. Hearing him talk so dirty about my own other mother made my whole body feel like it was on fire -- it was such a rush. I got a bit crazy and rambled, "Hey, hey Cousin, bring her down her and make her put on the tiniest bikini and, and make her parade around showing that tight Asian body around to all the other guys, to show what a hot piece of ass she is." There was some silence before he responded. "Hey not a bad idea, you live by the beach now?" "Ohhh ummm," I needed to end that conversation fast, I think I even dropped my fake Italian accent by then, "Ohh yes sure, I gotta go, I got some people coming. Ciao." I hung up, calmed myself down, and let off some steam in my room. I really hoped my dad didn't catch on. *** I knew from the moment he said hello, I knew then it was not my Cousin Sal. I had recognized the voice, looked up the number and just as I thought, found out it was my son who called me. I was not mad; in fact, I was proud of the kid! The balls he had to do that! Even though me and him are not blood-related, I'm still proud to call him my son. I knew why he did it, and even though I can't explain what he did, I completely understood why he did it. I got off huge on what he was doing, but not in a gay way, no disrespect to gay people there. Telling a son that you had sex with his mother must be the most badass thing anyone can do, and I did it, and I enjoyed doing it. I felt a big thrill from it. If this was what my son wanted, then I was gonna deliver. We couldn't pretend to be cousins over the phone, so I had a different plan. I put that plan into action, later that night... I was in my bed, getting ready for my nightly fuck. Now I like to tell guys that my wife strips off, dances, uses lotions and stuff, and she did -- when we were dating. After a while, all that stopped and she just got in bed and did her duty, the spark was definitely missing. Mom and Dad: Under The Covers Ch. 02 There is no need to read 'Mom and Dad: Under the Covers Ch 01' since everything relevant is explained at the start of this story. I do recommend reading the first chapter of this story, if you have not already, as it will give you a better understanding of what's going on. This story has a multi-person narrative which switches from the Son to the Dad at various points in the story. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks for reading and enjoy! Rolecall: Kim-Soo Cicero is Gail Kim ***** Hey there, I'm Tony Cicero, and to say that my situation was complicated would be a massive understatement. I was on my way to the electronics store to buy a camcorder so I could tape my Asian wife naked, and then later send over the footage to our son (actually he's my step-son, but I call him son and he calls me dad), I did say it was complicated. It all started when I fucked his mom in a hotel room, a room he happened to be in, as he was in a bed right next to ours. So after watching his mom get freaky with me, he sorta got a complex over her. After a while, my son called me, he was pretending to be my "Cousin Sal." He wanted details on his mother, he was asking me how good a fuck she was, and I told him she was great. I then started to send candid cellphone photos of his mom to him, but my reasons for doing that were not just for him -- I was getting off huge on sending my son pictures of his hot mom, and not only sending pictures, I would send messages along with the pictures. In those messages I told him how great his mom was in bed. I was ready for the next stage in this plan of mine, I was gonna send my son actual footage of his hot mom doing various things, like being naked and fucking me. I was looking for the smallest and least noisy camera they had. The idea was risky, but the rush I was getting from doing all this was too much for me to give up on. I wanted to get in-and-out the store early; I didn't want too many questions. I picked a camera and went up to the counter to pay. The guy at the store looked at it and asked, "You wanna tape your family outings eh?" The employee was wearing a red baseball cap and a matching t-shirt; I guess that was their uniform. I was fidgety and sweaty, "Yeah, sure," I mumbled, "me, my wife and our son." "Sure thing," he said with a smile. "Oh, umm, before you ring that up, I wanna ask you a few things. Is the camera compact enough to fit into a small space? And while we at it, is this thing loud?" I had just shot myself in the foot; I can tell that employee knew that camera was gonna be used for more than just your normal holidays. He looked at me with a confused look and remarked, "So...what do you want to use this camera for?" "Umm, I--" "Because this camera won't do the job!" he put away the camera I was gonna buy and got out a smaller, more compact version. "This recorder here is much more compact, it's about the size of your hand! And it can fit in small spaces, and never be found." "That's umm great," I really hoped that guy was not catching on to what I was planning. He pointed at it and explained to me what it was about. "This is what's known as a webcam; I can hook this up to the internet and allow someone to watch what this camera is recording, live! It's called streaming video and I can install it for you." "Great!" I said with a bit too much glee in my voice, "how much more is it?" "Same price as the camera you were about to buy." "Even better!" "Superb! I'll pack this up for ya; I'll even install it myself." *** It had been a week since I received that picture of my mom in her rainbow-coloured panties -- that one picture kept me up all night. After getting that, my dad would just send pics of my mom in her tight jeans, that kind stuff. He would always take the pictures when she was looking the other way. Dad didn't want to take pictures of her in the bedroom as it was risky, he obviously didn't want to get caught. While lounging around in the dorm, thinking about what my dad would do next, I got this message: "yo sal, im going hi-tech. getting a webcam so i tape the hot asian wify. will let you watch" I was really pumped to see what would happen next. Three days later, I got a URL to a website; I typed it in and found a streaming-video website which was streaming live from my house! The website was designed in such a way that only I could view it. The webcam was in the bathroom, I could clearly see the shower. I got another message saying: "come watch at around 6ish and see sexy asian wify get soapy!!!" I cancelled all my plans and sat at my computer. I waited anxiously to watch my mother in the shower. The webcam my dad got was really good; it had sound and HD quality. I could hear my mom's footsteps as she got ready to enter the shower. She was wearing a white tank-top and blue jeans; she also had a white towel with her. As soon as I saw her; I immediately felt a huge inferno go off in my chest. I could not wait to see her naked. Hey, it's not my fault my mom was a sexy 5'4, bronzed, toned Korean hottie, so I can't be blamed for peeking, right? She took her time, first thing she did was check herself out in the mirror. She was trying her hair out in different styles, first tying it into a ponytail and then letting it be all-natural. I felt like such a voyeur, it was an awesome feeling. She took her white tank-top off, then immediately took her bra off. My mind was spinning in excitement as she stood there -- totally topless in jeans. She admired herself in the mirror and whispered to herself, "Hmm good look." Fuck yeah it was a good look. Her tits were deliciously perky for her age; I'd never seen them up-close like that before -- they looked terrific. My mom parading around in just her jeans made me cum huge -- all before she went into the shower. As I looked around for tissues, my mom started to unbuckle her jeans. She slid them down her legs to reveal some very sexy blue-panties; the camera had such great detail that I could see the fine lacy finish of her lingerie. She quickly slipped of her panties to expose her sexy, firm ass. I made the camera zoom into her vaginal area, I wanted to answer the question my friends always asked: is she shaved or natural. I looked close and found out that my mom was very-nicely waxed down there -- thank you HD. She walked up to the shower, checked the water temperature and went in. I can remember the patter of the water as it poured down on my mom; I was in absolute heaven as I watched her in the shower. Her sexy golden brown skin getting soaked wet, her luxurious black hair hair getting all crumpled together in the water -- all of it made me explode in pleasure. As she lathered her body in soap, I thought about how great it would be to rub her whole hot body with the same soapy liquid. I remembered as she soaped herself up, that she was my mother -- well I knew before whom she was, but it really hit me then. That sudden realisation didn't bother me at all; in fact it made me hornier. As she showered, I reminded myself over and over that she was my mom, which really got me going. She finished up by using the showerhead over her whole body. I really hoped she would've put the showerhead on her pussy and pleasured herself, but that would have been too perfect. She got out the shower, and went to go grab her towel. As she walked near the camera I could see the water dripping off her erect nipples. I got one final surprise that day. Mom wrapped the towel over her body, bent over near the camera, and gave me a great view of her trim pussy. After she left the bathroom, I leaned back in my chair, exhausted. I made sure to send my dad a thank you message. I had recorded the whole shower scene, and for the reminder of that day, watched it over and over and over again. *** I was glad with how that whole shower-deal went, and after all the messages saying thanks I got from 'Cousin Sal', I'm sure he liked it too. A couple days later, my next great plan came to mind; I was gonna fuck my wife and let my son watch it --live! Unlike the time in the hotel, I was gonna do her in the daytime. I was also gonna let my son see his mom's entire gorgeous bod, and make sure my body didn't appear on camera too much -- he didn't need to see that. I planned out the perfect midday fuck. I put the camera opposite the bed and texted my son, telling him to watch. It was around four in the afternoon, I was in my bedroom. You would think that with the son gone, me and the wife would be having more fun -- not the case. So I get to the bed, strip off, get under the sheets and call my wife over. "Hey, honey," I shouted from the bed, "Come to the bedroom." She walks over and sees me on the bed, naked under my sheets. (I was under my sheets cause I knew Son was watching -- I didn't wanna expose my package to him.) "What're you doing?" she asked. "Well honey, I was thinking, when have we ever fucked in the afternoon? Son's gone, just me and you here, eh why not?" "No," she said with no consideration for my feelings. "Oh come on baby, I'm horny, I can make you horny. Come on, let's do it." "I don't want to; I'm not in the mood." She was one tough nut to crack, but I had my ways. "Oh come on." "No." "Please baby?" "I said already that I don't want to." "Come on baby." "Hmm..." "Please honey, just this one time." "...Fine. But this won't last long." She started striping off immediately. She took her tank-top off, her jeans off, quickly tossed her bra to the ground and was in her panties by the time she got to the bed. My son must have loved all that. She took her panties off, and with no wasted motion, started to ride my cock. She was slamming her pussy in hard, trying to make me cum early. I had taken lessons, she was not gonna make me cum early; I wanted to put on a good show for Son. I grabbed her breasts as she drove herself into my cock. I felt up her sexy tits and rubbed my hands all over her gorgeous tan skin. I tried to pull her in for a kiss, but she pulled back. I wanted to talk dirty, and make the dirty talk appeal to my son. One of the things I knew appealed to him was the interracial aspect of the marriage, I made sure to put that over as she fucked me. I held her hips in my hands as she bounced on my cock and muttered, "That's right, you slutty Asian bitch, you, you, hot Asian slutty bitch." My son was not gonna stand for half-rate dirty talk; I knew I had to ramp up the details, I needed to make it clear that it was me, a white (well, kinda white) man, having sex with an Asian woman. "Yeah, fuck me you Asian woman. Fucking Asian sexy woman, fucking me, a non-Asian person, and your Korean, that's what kinda Asian you are, yeah. Yes please give me all your Korean loveliness. I plan to kiss you on the lips, your Korean lips that is...ohh some people won't approve, this is so sexy, Asian bitch." My wife looked at me strangely, "Why are you mentioning that I'm 'Asian' so much?" I had put too much effort into the whole Asian fetish thing; I decided to tone it down.I slapped her ass as she rode me, making sure to toss the word, "Asian," into anything I said. After five minutes of riding me, my wife got restless. "Are we done yet?" she asked. "No, please just a lil more, please Asian wife, give me some more Asian goodness." She sighed loudly, "I'm finishing," she then rocked her pelvis really quickly, and made me cum huge --she knew exactly what to do with me. She got up and was walking out the room before I said, "Wait." She turned around, with her hands on her hips, "Fuck, what, what now?" The angle she was standing at was perfect; her ass was positioned directly in front of the camera. Son was gonna love that. *** Mom's butt was right in front of the camera, it was the perfect angle. I could make out every cute little detail of her ass. The dimples, the wonderful tan complexion, the perfectly-formed cheeks -- I was in heaven! "Umm Honey, could you, umm, just, umm. You like this weather?" Dad was trying to stall Mom. He didn't want her to move from where she was standing. "What's wrong with you," she asked. Dad had to think quickly, his behaviour was anything but normal. "You know honey; I think I took my sleeping pills early." "Again?" she asked, "Did you mix them up with the other ones?" Dad nodded. "Since you cummed," noted Mom, "I guess you can sleep." Mom then walked out the room. Dad breathed a huge sigh of relief, "That was a close one," he muttered to the camera. It was a close-call, but it was still awesome. Watching my mom ride my dad was so hot! Seeing her hair bounce up-and-down, and seeing her ass and tits fondled with was such a massive turn-on. I made sure to send a message to Dad, saying thanks. *** The whole taping-the-wife-and-letting-son-watch stuff was getting too risky for me, so I decided to cool off on it for a week. Now don't get me wrong here, I thought it was all pretty hot stuff, but I didn't want my wife to catch me. Son was sending texts, as Cousin Sal, asking for some more stuff -- I was kinda ignoring him. So there I am, on my recliner, watching the game, when all of a sudden, my wife comes in holding my phone. "What the fuck is this? Look at this message!" The message said, "cuz, me needs to see moar of that asian bitch lololol." My wife was pissed, I was pissed at myself for not deleting the message, but more was to come. "I looked over all your messages, and they all from your cousin, and he's talking about me! He's seen me have sex! He saw me shower! You sent him pictures! Tony, what the fuck is going on!?" I was an idiot, I kept all the messages. Yes I know -- I'm beyond being called an idiot. This was a bad time for me, it's tough to remember. "That's not all, is it Tony? Your cousin left messages saying how much he loved the angles. And look!" She reached into her pocket, and tossed my hidden camera onto the table, "Can you even try to explain yourself?" "Honey, please listen, it's not what you think, I can explain. Remember that time we all went to the hotel? And me and you had sex, well our son was awake and he heard us. Then he phoned me pretending to be Cousin Sal, he talked about how hot you are. Then he, he texted me asking for pictures of you, and I sent them. He's in college, I didn't want to distract him, and then he asked for me to send videos, he said he would drop out if I didn't, I did that too, I had to. Please understand." How could I be so stupid? I should have said it was my cousin, the truth was far worse than the actual lie. She was so stunned, she didn't even react; she was letting it all sink in. I jolted out the room, went to my bedroom as fast as I could, packed, and left the house. *** My dad phoned me, and told me that he and Mom were gonna live apart for a while. Dad didn't give a reason; he just said they needed time apart, but I knew the real reason, it was very obvious. Dad didn't bring up anything involving the pictures and videos; I didn't either. Dad was calling from a pay-phone because he left his cellphone back at the house. I felt awful about splitting my parents up; it really was my entire fault. I should've not pushed Dad into doing all that stuff, though he did go along with it. I tried not to think about it, I had college work to do. Two days after Dad left the house, I unexpectedly got a text message from his cellphone: "Hey Sal, Go to that website now." I logged-on to the website my dad had set up, it had changed dramatically. Before, only I was allowed access to the website, when I logged-in that day, I found out that it was open to the public. There was a chatroom application on the right side of the website; it had three guys there talking about the newly-opened website; "RedBangor: i watched the preview videos of her showering and fucking. so this website is that hot asian woman, like performing things live?" "Dennis_mothertrucker: seems that way" "Dennis_mothertrucker: hope shes hot like my mom" "Justlookingforlove32: i love her, I wanna marry her, i wanna be her one and only, i must!" "Justlookingforlove32: i think shes single, il accept her son, i wanna be with her, forever" "Dennis_mothertrucker: HOLY SHIT she has a son!" After a few minutes, the video screen loaded-up, and I saw my mom walking down the stairs; she had her blue robe on. The webcam was located in the living room. She walked around the house, seemingly unaware of the camera. She was out of the camera's range when -- out of nowhere -- some music started to play. It was some sort of Jamaican Dance Hall music or something like that. She walked into the camera's range, and started shaking her booty into the camera! She had on super-tiny black shorts and a matching black tank-top. She was bouncing her ass up-and-down into the camera; I was totally shocked, but also loving it at the same time! The guys in the chatroom were going wild: "RedBangor: oh fuck shes shaking her ass to the camera! Holy fuckz" "RedBangor: what a way to say hello, holy fuck!! I wanna fuck that ass" "Dennis_mothertrucker: oh wow, look at her ass, she is so hot! wow, check her out" "Dennis_mothertrucker: I gotta text my mom about this" "Justlookingforlove32: I will PAY for this, i fucking will" "Justlookingforlove32: I got my credit card. where do I sign up?" "Justlookingforlove32: I LOVE YOU!"" I could see the sweat dripping down her body, the outline of her ass in those shorts; it all made me cum in a flash. As the music was fading out, she stopped, looked into the camera and said breathlessly, "Son, you think you got away with what you did? No, no, no, you're in so much trouble mister. Let me let you in on something: I am not a fetish for you and your dad, you hear me? I'm not just a fucking 'Asian' fucktoy! From now on, I'm in charge!" End -- look out for Ch.03 -- It's Mom's time to shine. Mom and Dad: Under The Covers Ch. 03 There is no need to read 'Mom and Dad: Under the Covers: Ch.01 and Ch.02' as everything relevant is explained at the start of this chapter. I do recommend reading the first and second chapters of this story --if you have not already --as they will give you a better understanding of what's going on. The only narrator in this chapter is the Son, his name is Zack. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks for reading and enjoy! Rolecall: Kim-Soo Cicero is Gail Kim Helen Patterson is Sally Field *** My mom had become a star on the internet with her own website which streamed from my childhood home --I wonder how many sons can say that!? It all started when my dad set-up a website which allowed me to watch her from my computer. Dad discovered my lust for Mom, and rather than ignore it, Dad wanted to nurture that side of me. I wanted to peek at Mom, but I could not because I was in college. So my dad brought a webcam and set up a website which only I could view. I saw her shower and have sex, all from the comfort of my college dorm -- it was amazing! It couldn't last though, Dad eventually did get caught. I thought that was it for the streaming website, but that was not the case. The website reopened, and this time, I was not the only one able to view what was going on in my house; it was open to the whole world. Those watching knew my mom had a son, but I never told them it was me. The draw of a hot, petit, toned Korean mom walking around in skimpy clothes turned out to be a winner: she had many subscribers. My mom's website was subscription-only, and I had a free pass. Mom marked the (official) opening of the website by dancing around in tiny black shorts, it was great! I couldn't wait to see what she would do next... *** It was early morning and I was watching the stream. Mom had hidden the webcam in the bookshelf. My mom wore only skimpy clothing around the house, that day she had on her familiar tiny black shorts and black tank-top. The guys on the chatroom were conversing: "RedBangor: i hope she gets naked today" "Erickson: fucking asian slut needs to be naked, needs to be, no fucking clothes for a slut like her" "RedBangor: i don't think she will fuck though" "Erickson: the website is pay only now, fucking money grabber, get naked and fucked" "Erickson: she better...bitch" I really liked it when people talked dirty about my mom -- even if their messages were sometimes idiotic. As I was reading the comments, someone ringed my mom's doorbell; I knew it was the milkman because he always came at around that time. My mom went over and opened the door. "Hello, ma'am, that will be --" The milkman froze in his tracks when he saw my mom in her skimpy clothing. He had this exotic Asian beauty, wearing snug-fitting clothing, almost half-naked in front of him. It was so hot! His knees slightly buckled. "Yes, it will be?" Mom gave him a befuddled look. "Umm..." said the plain-white milkman. As he was thinking about what to say, Mom was adjusting her shorts. "Ah, I know where I left the money, wait right there." Mom went near the couch and bent over to look for the money. The milkman, who was still standing by the door, was wide-eyed and gawping at my mom's ass. Mom was smiling as she looked for the cash; she knew exactly what she was doing. As Mom was shuffling around the couch, she looked to the camera, and whispered very quietly, "thong." Mom then stood-up straight, turned around, and showed the camera that she had pulled her shorts down -- ever-so-slightly -- to expose her black thong. She walked back to the milkman, and quipped, "Silly me, now I remember where I put the money." She put her hand in her cleavage, and got out a five dollar note. She handed the note to the sweaty milkman. "So, so," stuttered the milkman, "umm, where is Mr. Cicero?" "Him? Me and him are going through something. So I would really, really appreciate it if you told the whole neighbourhood that I'm all alone," Mom gave him a devilish smile and shut the door. My mom's sluttyness was such a huge turn-on for me; she was never like that before. It was like me and Dad had pushed that side out of her, but that encounter would only be the tip of the iceberg. *** A little later on that day, the chatroom was still buzzing with what Mom did: "Erickson: see what the bitch did?" "Dennis_mothertrucker: yeah I can explain it" "Dennis_mothertrucker: when she was talking, she pulled her shorts down a lil" "Dennis_mothertrucker: so when she bent over near the couch" "Dennis_mothertrucker: the milkman saw her thong" "Dennis_mothertrucker: thats hot, my mom did that once" Mom was jogging in front of the camera; her cute ass cheeks jiggled as she ran. I was eagerly anticipating who my mom would flirt with next. I didn't have to wait long. By lunchtime, someone was knocking on her door. She got off the jogging machine, walked over to the door (still in her tiny shorts and tank-top) and opened it. It was Mike who had come to see her. Mike was someone who went to school with me --and was one of those guys that would pester me endlessly about my mom. I'm sure he was her number one fan. He was tall, blond and always had this goofy grin on his face. "Hello Miss Cicero, wow, you look great Miss Cicero, wow, so great. You're in such great shape" "Oh your too kind, Mike. Look at me; I'm all sweaty, hahaha." Mom's workout had made her clothes stick to her. Mike took a noticeable gulp, and said, "Hahaha, oh Miss Cicero, you look fantastic." Mom playfully slapped Mike's chest, "Stop it, you're being too kind. Now, what was it you wanted? "Oh yeah, ahem, since your husband and son are gone, I thought, maybe, I could help out around the house a little." That bastard! He was trying to get with my mom! My mom looked at him, and thought for a second. "There is something, come on in, and have a seat over there on the couch." Mike sat down on the couch; he was wearing a t-shirt and board-shorts. Mom sat down next to him. "So, Mike, how long have you been friends with Zack?" "Me and Zack? We been buds for a while now, we're like the best of pals." "Oh really? I never saw you guys hang out too much?" "Yeah, we mostly hung out during school, we always playing games and stuff." Mom fluttered her eyelashes at him, and slipped her hand on his knee. "I'm curious," asked Mom, "what do you two have in common?" "Oh we umm like the same things..." Mike was sweating. "Zack is not much for sports, you being so big and athletic; you must have been a natural at anything you tried." Mom nudged in closer, she rubbed her shoulder next to his. "Mike, you always been such a sweetheart, always helping my son in situations, is there any way I can repay you?" "It's fine; he's my fr-friend. But... I won't mind if you do repay m-m-me." Mom put her hands around the waist of his shorts, smiled at him, and then yanked down his shorts to reveal his erect cock. Mike looked to be having a heart attack; his whole face was red and sweating. "Wow, Mrs Cicero!" Mom put her fingers around his cock and said in a hushed tone, "I want you to tell me the real reason why you hung around my son so much?" "B-Because he has a hot mom, because she's so hot, its cause you're so hot, oh wow, please Mrs Cicero, do it please. Whoa, wow." "Carry on, tell me the whole truth." Mom then looked into the camera and gave the most nastiest glare. I knew what she was doing -- she was trying to humiliate me! "I did it all for you. He's a dweeb, b-but when I saw you, when I saw how hot his mom is, I had to be that guy's pal, it's all about you! You're so sexy Miss's Cicero; I had to be around you, ohhh yes." Mom tapped her fingers on his cock, "Now I want you to make it clear, did you only hang around my son to get closer to me?" "Yeah, oh yeah, yes, yes. Fuck him! He's a tool. It's all for you, wow, it's all about you," Mike was ready to burst. "Hmm, good boy!" She opened her mouth and proceeded to suck his cock! "Oh my god!!!" screamed Mike. "Oh my, oh my god!!" Mom was going to town on his cock; she held it firmly as she put her mouth in-and-out of it. The chatroom was going nuts: "RedBangor: OH MY GOD she sucking the guy off!" "RedBangor: HER SONS FRIEND, SHE SUCKING HIM OFF that dude is hung!" "Erickson: what a slutty asian bitch, im so glad I ordered this now" "Erickson: look at the technique on her, wow what a slutty whore she is" "Justlookingforlove32: she soooo hot, I love her so badly." "Dennis_mothertrucker: I think my mom did the same to me, Kim has a lucky son" Mom occasionally looked at the camera as she sucked him off; she was putting on a show for the guys in the chatroom, and for me. As Mom was sucking, she got an idea. She took her mouth out of Mike's cock and got on her knees. "Cum on my face!" she instructed. "I want cum on my face!" She hastily grabbed Mike's cock, rubbed it really fast, and got a large stream of cum in her face! Mom smiled at him, licked her lips, and quipped, "Bye, Mike." "But, can we do some more--" "Bye, Mike." "R-right." Mike pulled his pants up and ran out the door. Mom crawled over to the webcam so we could get a closer look at her face. The cum was all over her, on her face, in her mouth, white droplets could be seen dripping off her luxurious black hair. She looked into the camera, drenched in both cum and sweat. "Hmm, Son, how's that for payback? Your big strong friend? The one you never liked? Your mother just sucked him off, and he was a real big one! Oh, are we jealous? You jealous your mommy never showed you that kinda love? I'm sure you are. Now, you just watch and jerk-off like a good boy as mummy has lots and lots of fun sex, which you will never have~" *** I never in my wildest dreams thought my mother was capable of doing what she did: she had sex with a barely-legal teenager, and let me watch! I think Mom was trying to make me humble as a punishment, it worked all right. I felt a myriad of emotions as I watched her suck off Mike; I was horny, shocked, jealous, just to name a few. I also felt ashamed; everyone in my neighbourhood must have known that my mom was a slut. I guess that was her plan, me and Dad did exploit her, it was her turn to make us look bad. She was having her revenge on us, sure, but it did make for great viewing! Mom showered after her blowjob; sadly she didn't take the webcam with her. After showering, Mom lounged around the house in her blue robe. After relaxing for a while, she picked the camera up, put it on the table, sat down on the couch while holding some papers, and directly addressed her fans. "Hey guys, hope you been enjoying the show. I wanna thank my sponsor real quick, 'Joh-Joh Productions,' for hosting the website. Now, let's get to the mailbag questions." "RedBangor is asking if I can perform 'Soapy Massages...'Oh I get it, cause I'm Asian and all. Well Bangor, I can, but only if you guys send enough requests. Those 'Soapy Massages' have a very motherly touch to them, don't you think? And being a mom myself, I think I can do a nice job of it. Hmm, Mike gets dirty after he plays sports; maybe he needs one, I'm sure I can get him calling me mummy, heeheehee. " She was enjoying this, I could tell. She liked teasing her customers, playing with them, I'm sure she got a kick out of making those kinds of comments. "Dennis_mothertrucker wants to invite me to a live sex show, featuring him... and his mother...Well Dennis, I'll perform with anyone you want, as long as you pass the requirements my lawyers lay out, and pay me enough money, of course. Do that, and me and your mom will be rolling around, kay?" She really seemed to enjoy her Web Mistress role, but of course, she was in it for the money, as well as the thrills. I never thought of her as that kind of woman, I was really surprised: she was a borderline prostitute! "Justlookingforlove32 is asking if I liked the tribute video he done for me. Umm, it sure was different, and the music was nice...not so sure about the poin--" Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Please honey, open up," it was Dad. "It's not about being back together, I swear." Mom went over and opened the door. Dad immediately went on his knees and clasped his hands together, "Baby, please listen, your website is making so much money! The trending figures are so huge! Baby, we can make so much more money from this, please, you know how good a businessman I am. Please let me be your manager, we share the profits, we married remember?" Mom looked at the camera, waved her fingers across her neck, "Cut the feed," she ordered. Right after saying that, the screen went black. A few minutes later, a message went up saying, "We now conclude our broadcast day. Please return tomorrow for more from Kim." *** Later the next evening, the live-feed came back. The video screen loaded up, and I saw a room that was not like any I remembered from my house. Someone was holding the camera and putting it on my mom; she was wearing her blue robe. I was confused as to what was going on. The camera moved around the room, my mom was in an unknown bedroom. "How you feeling?" said the cameraman, who I immediately recognized as my dad. "I'm just anxious, I never done anything like this before, I mean actually done it like this before." I wondered what my mom meant by that comment. The chatroom was also buzzing: "Dennis_mothertrucker: she's in someone else's house, this is not her bedroom" "Dennis_mothertrucker: looks like my mom's bedroom" "Erickson: I think she's doing a private party for someone...slutty asian, get fucked hard!" "RedBangor: her husband is her cameraman? how awkward." "Erickson: I hope she gets whats coming to her, a good fuck, asian slut, fuck her good" "Justlookingforlove_32: I will love her even if she is not loyal to me!" I heard some footsteps from the distance, the camera shifted to the door as an unknown man entered the bedroom. He was a middle-aged white man; I would say early 50's, about 5'9, had grey hair, a trimmed beard and medium build. I recognized him but I could not remember who he was. He was shirt less and wearing just boxer shorts. He walked in cautiously. He looked at my dad and then looked at my mom. Right then I immediately knew who he was: It was Mr Patterson! He was a neighbour of mine, my mom didn't like him much; he always tried to hit on her, even though he was married. My mom accused him of having a creepy 'Asian women fetish', amongst other things. I was completely stunned with this latest development. Peter rubbed his hands and licked his lips as he looked longingly at my mom. "Waited for a while huh?" asked my dad. "Ohhh, you have no idea how long I have wanted this" "Well, go ahead Pete, take her robe off." Peter inched closer to my mom; his hands shook as he slowly removed her sash. He let the robe fall to the ground, and let out a huge gasp of pleasure. "Oh my, oh my," he said as he looked at my mom's gorgeous body. He put his hands around her hips, squat down and examined her tits intently. He took his tongue out and licked her nipples. Mom grimaced as the creepy old man licked her pert breasts. "Those pill kicked in yet?" asked Dad. Peter nodded. "Well, Go ahead and take her to the bed then." Peter led Mom to the bed, got her lying down on it, took his shorts off and put his cock in her. The look on his face was priceless; it was like he was both shocked and happy at the same time. Peter was giving the effort of his life as he pumped his cock into my mom, while she just looked away into the distance, probably wishing that it would all be over quickly. He was on top of my mom, with his face right next to her. "Can I kiss you?" he polity asked my mother. My mom looked over to my dad and asked, "Did he pay for that?" "He did." "Ok then," said my mom with noticeable disgust in her voice, "you can kiss me." My mom squirmed as Peter kissed her on the lips. I can't really explain exactly why, but watching that middle-aged white man planting unwanted kisses on my Asian mother was so unbelievably hot! I had never been more turned-on. Peter continued thrusting into my mother, the old man was making some progress too; he got her groaning a little. As the sex was going on, a mature white woman casually walked into the room. She had on a cleaving-bearing blue dress, medium-length black hair, a nice round ass, and a pretty hot figure for a woman I suspected was over fifty. I knew who she was right away; it was Peter's wife: Helen Patterson. She stood next to my dad, holding a wine glass, and watched on as her husband had sex with another woman. Dad put the camera on her and asked, "So, what you think of all this?" "Hmm, well, I know he is living out his dream right now," she paused to take a sip of her wine, "ever since you all moved in, he has had an obsession for her; he started working out, his computer is full of Asian models, he even moaned her name during lovemaking, he wants her so badly. So when you came up to him with this offer, I agreed with it. He would have done it, even if I said no." "Ahem, yes" remarked Dad, "and you ok with it?" "I honestly don't care anymore," she replied. "Yeah...Well, you know, right now my wife and your husband are, you know, getting it on. So... i was thinking that I only think it's only fair that maybe me and you, you know, get a bit freaky?" "Not a chance," she fired back. Dad responded with silence. "Your son on the other hand, I would consider." Score! I always thought she was a MILF (Or a GILF to be more precise.) On the bed, Peter turned around and got Mom to ride him. He put his hands on her tits and played with her erect nipples, Mom seemed to like that. Mom rubbed her hands on Peter's chest as she rode him. She had a surprised expression on her face, and remarked, "Hmm, you been working out. And look, Tony, he shaves his chest." Dad didn't respond. I sensed that he was embarrassed by that comment. Mom seemed to be warming to Peter; she smiled at him and led his fingers into her mouth. "Hmm hmmm," Mom said as she sucked Peter's finger, "You could teach my husband a thing or two." "Ha, good one," quipped Dad. Mom then turned to Dad, glared, and said sternly, "I wasn't joking." Right after saying that, she bent down and gave Peter a peck on the lips. My mom had just told my thirty-seven year old dad that he was not as good in the bedroom as a man that was more than ten years older than him. Dad was very humiliated; his sexual prowess was mocked in front of the whole world. Mom was really starting to enjoy herself; I think the humiliation factor was really turning her on. "Can-can I mention that thing I told you?" asked Peter "Huh?" grumbled Dad, "oh right, whatever," "What thing?" asked Mom. Dad took a deep breath and spoke quickly in a mumble. "Oh yeah, he told me this fantasy he had about you, I told him to tell you while I taped, whatever." "Hmm, ok, sounds strange, but you can tell me Peter." Mom gave him a reassuring smile "Ok, yeah, here goes: in my fantasy I live on a shore, like an island, just by myself, I'm a fisherman, a strong one, yeah. So, one day, a ship crashes near my island, a Korean ship, I guess, and all the crew die, expect you; I suspect that there are survivors, and go on with my day. Then, a week or so later, as I wander the jungle, I find you there, wearing animals hides, wielding a bow, barefooted, lots of leg, cleavage, oh my, and umm, you speak no English and have never seen a white man before, so you try to attack, and we tussle around the grass, my passion, your passion, meshing together, until we on the floor, in the same position we are now. I eventually take you as my bride, teach you English, have children with you, and we live on there, just us and the kids, forever and ever, for all of our lives..." Mom and Dad: Under The Covers Ch. 03 Speechless. Utterly speechless. That's what the entire room had become. I could not even process what he had just said. After a long, tense silence, my mom, out of nowhere, began to giggle. "Oh heeheehee, that's actually pretty nice, so what am I in the fantasy? an Asian jungle woman?" A broad smile had spread across Peter's face, he'd never looked happier. "Yes, umm yes!" "Kinda cute," she replied. As Mom continued to giggle, she playfully hopped on Peter's cock, Dad cut to Helen for a reaction shot, she looked quite pissed off. Peter grabbed my mom's ass, "Oh my god, you're so beautiful, you have the best ass ever." Just after he said that, a wine glass was heard to be smashed off-camera. Dad cut to a very pissed off Helen, "You told me the same fucking thing!" she screamed to Peter. Helen went over to Mom, and forcefully shoved her off Peter's cock. Mom fell down on the bed. "Since we have a joint account," screamed Helen, "I paid for this, this, this fucking hussy! So you! You fucking slut! Get on all fours like a bitch, right now!" Mom looked at Helen with a blank expression. "Roll with it, roll with it!" said Dad to Mom. Mom shrugged her shoulders and got on all fours. Helen gazed at my mom's perfectly round, toned ass cheeks, pulled her arm back, and gave the most hardest slap to the ass I have ever seen. Mom was winching, you could tell that slap hurt. It was no school-girl spank; it was a full-on slap to the ass. Helen was not done, "You come here to my house! And have sex with my husband!?" another hard slap to the ass, "I been married to him for twenty years and he only gets this excited for you!" and another smack to the ass, "You're nothing but a slut! A fucking slut!" Helen slapped Mom's ass one last time, and then stormed out the room. The room stayed silent for a moment, everyone was in shock. Dad zoomed in on Mom's ass; it had visible red handprints on it, her ass looked quite tender. He put the camera on Peter and remarked, "...That was hot..." Peter then suddenly sprang to life, and since my mom was already in the perfect position, shoved his cock into her ass. He pumped her hard and fast, while making sure not to grab her butt since it was still raw. He gently pulled her hair as he kept on fucking her. Mom was caught up in the excitement; she was loudly moaning and groaning. "Oh yes, yes, yes," she said, "come on, yes, cum hard." Peter kept going harder, harder, harder. Both were sweating and moaning, mom's tits were shaking as he thrust himself deep into her Peter got to his boiling point, "Its cumming!" he screamed, "its cumming, ah! Here it cums, ahhh! He thrust deep and cummed on her ass. Peter stood up, wobbled a bit, and sat on a nearby chair: he was spent. Mom lay flat on the bed, also tired. The guys on the chatroom loved it: "RedBangor: awesome shag! cummed loads! that old fucker kept up all the way with her "RedBangor: that lady coming in slapping kim, that was hot, I would tap both! "Joh-Joh: What a great investment I made in her. She is such a star, hmm Helen too, and that story has some nice legs as well. "Erickson: bitch got what she deserved, taking a ladys man like that. next time, i spank both bitches "Dennis_mothertrucker: my mom did that once, but this mom, she may be hotter! "Justlookingforlove_32: I LOVED IT and I LOVE her!!!" *** Who knew watching my parents having sex would've lead to all this? I never, ever, expected our lives to change the way they have. Dad used to be a respectable business man; he is now a man who films his wife performing sexual acts for her webcam show. Speaking of Mom, she used to be a normal, everyday housewife; she is now a prostitute who performs live sex-shows on the internet! Who knew any of this would happen? I surely didn't! Maybe no one knows; no one knows what their parents are really like, when those covers get exposed. End Mom and Dad: Under The Covers What mostly happened is she got in the bed and let me do my thing on her in a not very romantic way, but that's more than a lot of guys get and I still liked it. She was walking around the bedroom in her white tank-top and sweet lil rainbow-coloured panties. I got those panties for her, picked them out myself, they really high-waited, they showed a lot of that ass. Since our son was not around anymore, she would walk around the house more often in her skimpy sexy underwear; the curtains were always undone, so the neighbouring guys would sneak a peek at my fucking hot Asian wife -- being a big show-off, that was a major turn-on for me. She was pacing around the bedroom with her sexy bare legs on display. I had my cellphone with me as she was talking. "Shit, we gotta go have dinner at the Patterson's tomorrow. I hate it when that Peter check's me out. All those stupid comments, "ohh you been working out, I can tell." Like I'm gonna get on my knees and blow him just cause he says nice things to me, right Tony?" "Oh right, hey baby, could you bend over and pick up that magazine right near the basket?" "This one?" she replied as she bent down As she bended over, I quickly took a snap of her ass with my phone and hid it from her. She turned the lights off and went to bed, "I just gotta go to the bathroom for just a sec," I said as I got out of the bed. "I'll be naked by then," she replied with a sigh. I went into the bathroom, locked the door and sent the picture to my son with this message attached: "sal, here is a snap of my hot ass wife!!! ill be a good pal and send some more later, maybe even vids too. later." I got a reply two minutes later which said: "Thanks much cuz, plz send more laters lolol" I had just sent my son a picture of his mother wearing multi-coloured panties -- it felt fucking awesome. I went back to the bedroom, had five minutes of sex with my wife, and thought of ways I could hide a camcorder inside the house. End -- Look out for Chapter 2! -- Dad up's the ante.