Kelly's Diary 009 - Doing Me With My Parents Home
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Chapter 4: After Steve Left
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 4: After Steve Left - Steve and I had been doing it almost daily since he took my virginity back in the summer. Usually we did it in his car or at one of our homes when nobody was around but this time I wanted him to screw me when my parents were home. After all, my parents had told me they'd rather we do it in my room than some back seat so why not take advantage of it? Steve was a bit worried at first, well a LOT worried, but once we got started he soon forgot all about them!
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Consensual Heterosexual True Story Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
“Well, did the two you get ANY studying done?” my mom asked rather mischievously. Like she really didn’t know! I turned to look back at her and rolled my eyes at her.
“Oh mom!” I whined a little. She grinned, knowing knew full well what we’d been doing up there.
“So what did you think daddy, did you enjoy seeing your daughter being fucked?” I suddenly said to my dad, catching him more than a little off guard.
“John?” my mom said, looking at my dad with renewed interest, “Something you forgot to tell me about?”
“I ... I was just making sure she was OK,” my dad stammered. It wasn’t me so much he seemed to be concerned about but my mom.
“Yeah right,” my mom chastised him, “No wonder it took you so long to go to the bathroom.”
“I just checked in on them,” my dad continued in his defense, “I heard her moan so I just wanted to be sure everything was OK.”
That was a joke. I knew better but I wasn’t going to say anything and get in the middle of this one.
My mom just shook her head in that “I can’t believe men sometimes” way she should have had patented. My dad seemed relieved to have gotten out of it so easily but turned out he was a little premature with his self-congratulations. What the heck, why not...?
“Now daddy, you didn’t tell me what you thought about seeing Steve fuck me,” I continued to needle him.
“That’s quite enough Kelly,” my mom said, surprising me by rising to the defense of my father. I could tell from her look that she was shutting down the conversation but somehow from the look she next gave to my dad, I had a feeling it wasn’t over between the two of them!
That pretty much ended any discussion over my “studying”. For the rest of the evening we just watched TV silently. After a while I started to think again about Steve fucking me and my pussy was still wet from the thought of being filled by his dick. Eventually it was more than I could take so I slipped one hand under my night shirt and started to play with my pussy. I might not orgasm this way but it felt good just as I lightly played with myself. Whether or not my dad was watching I really don’t know as I didn’t look back to check, figuring it was better just to let whatever happened, happen. Besides, what difference did it really make?