I awoke to the noise of my mother and father returning from a party. I could hear my mom giggle as they struggled to climb the stairs. Based on the racket they were making out there, it was obvious they had partied hard. I took a glance at the clock on my nightstand. It read 2:17. I turned my head in the other direction and saw my friend Kevin, snoozing on top of his sleeping bag.

Kevin is a good friend of mine. We've known each other since Junior High. During summer breaks, we usually make it a point to sleep over each other's houses at least two or three times a month. Tonight was Kevin's third time sleeping over my house this month. I really didn't mind, though, since he was fun to hang out with and always brought along some goodies like a porn DVD or an X-Box game. I put my head down on the pillow and let steady hum of the air conditioner take me back into a deep slumber.

I awoke again but this time it was to relieve my full bladder. I threw the sheets aside and sat on my bed. I noticed Kevin was not in the room. He probably left to use the bathroom. Since I was up already, I decided I might as well wait out in the hall until he finished his business.

I shuffled out of my room and felt the warm blast of air surround my body. My father didn't like to use the central air conditioning unit if he didn't have to. Said it cost him a fortune to run. That's why we all had a separate air conditioner in our rooms.

I made my way along the carpet, rubbing my eyes, trying to focus in the dark. As I neared my parents' bedroom, my ears picked up what sounded like a moan. I stopped in my tracks listening. This time it was a grunt and a moan. Yes! My parents were fucking again. I was beginning to get an erection just thinking about my mom getting fucked by my dad.

I hugged the wall as I crept closer to their bedroom. Using the palm of my left hand, I eased the door open, looked inside, and witnessed a sight I would never have believed if you had told me to my face. On my parent's bed, I found Kevin on top of my mother. He had her legs over his shoulders and his ass was moving up and down as he fucked her sloppy, pink cunt.

He bent down to capture her right nipple and greedily sucked in her jiggling mound of tit flesh. She moaned at the milking of her jugg while my father slept soundly beside them. Her giant brown areola was wet from the constant nursing of her bloated nipple.

I stared in open-mouthed lust while Kevin switched over to her left nipple, never losing his rhythm as he sunk to the hilt in her pussy. The fact that it was my own mother getting fucked by my friend, only served to magnify my feelings of hurt and betrayal. Why would she invite Kevin to fuck her on her marriage bed? Deep down inside, if I had to be honest with myself, I guess what really bothered me was how jealous I was of their affair. Ever since I can remember, I've had lustful feelings for my mother.

I looked forward to the weekends when she would carelessly walk around the house in just her shirt and panties, displaying her awesome 36D tits and her large round ass. My mother, Sheila Graham, is what you would call an average looking woman. A regular plain Jane if you will. I know she was never going to win a beauty contest, but with her voluptuous body constantly making my dick hard, she was, to me, my personal beauty queen. Even at a mature 44 with extra pounds lining her belly, hips, and ass, she still manages to turn some heads around.

The thing that totally blew my fuckin'mind away was that they were fucking right beside my sleeping father. What the hell was that about! Talk about no respect.

Kevin's grunts snapped me to the present. His shiny, wet cock drove deep into my mother's womb where he began to deposit his baby making cum. He panted and moaned as he emptied his semen into her thirsty womb. When he finally caught his breath, he slid out of her wet gash and slipped into his boxers. My mother had her eyes closed with a smirk on her face. She looked well fucked. Looking down at her twat, I could see Kevin's cum leaking from her gaping pussy lips.

Before either one of them caught me, I made my way back to my room and slipped under the covers. Kevin came in about five minutes later. Pretending to be asleep, I saw him staring at me through the slits of my eyes. He was satisfied I was dead to the world and went to lie down on his sleeping bag.

After what seemed like an hour, but according to the clock was only about 15 minutes, Kevin began to snore. Taking that as my cue, I made my way out of the room to relieve my bladder. First, I stopped at my parent's bedroom. The light was still on and my mom was on her left side facing my father's back. Her big juicy ass stuck out from under the sheets with Kevin's cum spilling out over her bottom. I silently walked in and turned off the lamp. Closing the door behind me, I ran to the bathroom to relieve myself. Both ways!

The next morning, Kevin departed saying he had to run some errands for his mom. I didn't care. As far as I was concerned, Kevin's status as my good friend was over. He was going to be relegated to the status of an acquaintance.

During the day, I watched my mother like a hawk trying to see if anything was amiss. She didn't appear to be anything but her old cheerful self. Well, not exactly cheerful since she had a doozy of a hangover.

Later that night, I jerked-off many times to the images of my mother having her pussy hammered by Kevin. I knew it was wrong because a son should never think of his mother in that way, but I couldn't stop the arousal I felt growing in my body.

It was Thursday evening when Kevin rang my house to see if he could sleep over again. He said he had the new computer game I talked about so much. I had to admit, it was a tempting offer which I was grudgingly going to reject. But when he also mentioned that he had swiped his brother's anal DVD, I swallowed my jealousy and invited him over for the following Saturday. I wasn't thrilled about the idea, but I knew I was getting something out of the deal.

Before I knew it, Saturday was here. And like we planned, Kevin showed up with his sleeping bag and a bag full of goodies. We waited for my parents to leave for yet another dumb party where they would get sloshed. The DVD was awesome. It had four hours of non-stop ass fucking. I've never seen so many gaping holes in my life.

By around 12:30, me and Kevin were just finishing the DVD when we started to get sleepy. Like before, he slept in his sleeping bag on the floor. And also like before, I was awoken by my giggling mother while my father shushed her silent. They got to their bedroom and not ten minutes later, I could hear their moans as they happily fucked the night away.

I peeked over at Kevin and noticed he was still sleeping--or was he? Only time would tell. I forced myself to lay awake for another half hour. I heard Kevin rustling on the floor. I shut my eyes as Kevin called out to me. I made some gurgling sounds in my throat and shifted on my side. Satisfied that I was asleep, he got up and tippy-toed out of my room. I knew where he was going and this time I followed close behind him.

When I opened my door, I saw him duck into my parent's bedroom. I crept down to their room and saw Kevin just as he was removing his boxers. His stiff cock bobbed in the air as he made his way to my parent's bed. They were both snoring by this time. Mom must've fallen asleep after my dad fucked her. She was still on her elbows and knees with her face buried into the pillow and her ass high in the air.

It was the first time I ever saw her creamy ass cheeks so lewdly displayed like that. It made my cock jerk uncontrollably. Kevin stood by her side of the bed. He bent down and planted a kiss on each luscious cheek. He then began to massage her meaty globes, pulling and kneading like they were fine pastry dough. At that moment, it dawned on me that my mother never invited Kevin into her bed last week. Nor tonight for that matter. He was simply taking advantage of her drunken state.

He roughly spread her ass cheeks wide apart and held them open. His gaze fell on her bottom hole which began to buckle and dilate under the pressure of his grip. With his open mouth, Kevin released his drool on her winking rosebud. Overcome with lust and the unmistakable aroma of her of sweet ass, Kevin swooped down like a bird of prey to lap at her shitter. "God, your ass taste so sweet, Mrs. Graham," he whispered. "I betcha your ass is cherry. Well, don't worry, he slurped, I'm gonna bust this baby wide open with my big, fat cock."

After he sufficiently dined on her ass, he inserted two fingers into her sopping twat. He scooped out a glob of dad's cum mixed with my mom's pussy juice and proceeded to rub it around her tight sphincter. He then pressed his index finger against her puckered anus. Maintaining the pressure until it slid in to the knuckle.

I heard my mother's muffled slur as he pumped his finger in and out of her clutching asshole. At this point, my cock was ready to tear a hole through the front of my drawers.

When Kevin was satisfied with the job he had done, he got on the bed and mounted my mother. With one thrust, he was in to the hilt. He moaned as his dick moved to and fro into her moist sheath. My mother never even stirred while Kevin fucked her wet gash. She just went right on sleeping.

After a few more thrusts, he pulled his veiny cock from between her hairy lips, lowered his head, and spat on her shit hole one more time. Grabbing his dick with his right hand, he lined his cock and pressed against her rosy anus. Since his back was to me, I couldn't actually see the penetration. However, I could tell he found his target because my mother twist her hips at the last possible moment, forcing Kevin's cock to slide up her back.

"Shit!" he snapped in frustration.

"Shtop Johnathan. You're being very naughty," my mother slurred. Jonathan was my father's name. She began to giggle as Kevin tried to steady her with both hands. Her ass looked really good from where I stood in the hall, as she erotically moved it around, not realizing the effect she was having on both Kevin and me.

She stopped her teasing long enough for him to move his left hand on the small of her back. And with his right, he brought the crown of his raging prick to her sweet pucker and nudged at her opening. My mother jerked her bottom again which caused her left knee to slip off the bed. Her left foot landed with a thump on the floor. She giggled into her pillow.

I could see his patience was wearing thin. So, not to be denied any longer, he roughly clutched her meaty thigh and brought her knee onto the bed. He then manhandled my giggling mother into the position he first found her in and saddled up behind her. Closing the gap between their thighs, he locked her into place forcing her head against the wall.