Close Relations
by Pete in Wales (petecym@hotmail.com)

Sometimes when you visit your parents you know things aren't quite right. There is a tension in the air, and the welcome is not quite what you are used to

Sharon and I had been married for 2 years, and things were pretty good. More than that, they were excellent. She got on well with my mum and dad as if she was the daughter they had never had, and was keen to visit them. In the bedroom things were going well too, we had met through an internet chat room even though we only lived a few miles apart, we had flirted and played numerous games over the wires before we met in person and tried some of them out in real life. I guess we were pleased to discover neither of us were actually computer geeks, just healthy young people with a very fertile imagination and active hormones.

So here we were, early twenties, home to stay with my mum and dad for a few days. The first time we had needed to, as my job had taken me away from the area a couple of months before. Yes, they were polite, they hugged us both, made us welcome, but at bed time dad went up early and mum made us supper. She seemed to not want to go to bed, but eventually we all made our way up. I, as usual, threw my clothes off and flung myself naked into bed, enjoying watching Sharon, with her shoulder length dark hair, trim figure and small breasts, strip off. She put her baby-doll nighty on, and climbed into bed next to me. She giggled, "What you giggling for?" "Well, it's sort of new sleeping together in same house as your mum and dad!" "I guess!" I thought for a moment, and realized she was right. She turned and hugged me, her hand going down over my tummy, finding my cock and holding it. "Going to fuck me in you folk's house lover?" "You bet..!" I could never resist her, "but you better be quieter than you were the other night!", "Deal!

I felt myself come to full hardness in her hand, and rolled her on her back, kissing her breasts through the thin fabric of her baby-doll while my hand pushed her legs open and found the warm wet place I was looking for, her hips lifted to meet my hand and she moaned. I kissed down her tummy, lifting the nighty up to get at her bare flesh. The smell of her arousal hit me, and I kicked the covers off the bed and moved down the bed, half kneeling over the foot so I could get my face between her smooth thighs. I heard her give a little moan of pleasure as my tongue made contact, licking her, my fingers spreading her open. I nuzzled my face as hard into her secret part as I could, her thighs gripping my face before her hands went in my hair, pulling my head up. I looked up at her flushed face as she kept pulling me, her legs spreading wide as her knees bent, "Fuck me lover!" She said softly, and I wriggled up over her. Her hand went between us, taking hold of me and putting my cock at her entrance and I pushed straight into her without resistance, hot and wet as she was. For a few seconds we stayed like that, deeply entwined as we kissed, then I lifted my head to look at her as I started to fuck her. She smiled at me, her wicked look, and said quietly, "if your mum and dad could see us now..!" For some reason the idea turned me on more, and we both quickened our pace up. She was lifting her hips to meet me; I started to get more urgent, thrusting hard into her as deep as I could. She was panting and moaning, then I felt my orgasm coming, the tension building and I knew any moment I was going to cum hard. I managed to say, "cumming" and she looked in my eyes, her eyes dark with lust as she urgently ground herself up to meet me. The rush started, no stopping it now, and my first jet of cum shot out into her, followed by several more. As I finished, she held onto me, wrapping her legs and arms around me and her hips ground and fought for more of me and then she cried out, a long moaning cry of pleasure as her pussy contracted, gripping my cock in her in several contractions that drew the last drops out of me, and we collapsed on the bed panting for breath.

"Fuck that was good" she panted. I nodded, but suddenly acutely aware that her orgasmic cry had probably been heard right through the house. I shook my head. "Naughty girl, what happened to the keep quiet rule?" She grinned. "Don't you like your parents knowing we were having fun?" There was no real answer to that apart from shutting her up by kissing her, which of course I did.

The next day things were a bit more strained if that was possible. Mum was short with everyone, and dad was grumpy. For a couple in their mid fifties they had most things going for them. Both in good health, reasonable looks, good standard of living, years of stable marriage and of course a loving son - me. There was no clue as to what the problem between them was, I put it down to mid life crisis or something. In a way, it turned out I was right.

After dinner that evening, dad and I went to the pub leaving Sharon and mum to watch the soaps on TV. Not my cup of tea! We had several drinks together; after all the pub was within walking distance home. As the evening wore on, it became clear dad did not want to leave. In the end, I took him from the bar into a more private area and sat him down. "Dad, what's up?", "What do you mean?", "You know what I mean, you and mum, and this evening you are dragging your heels about going home. Come on, tell me, I'm old enough!" Dad looked away, thinking. Then he looked up, "Sharon is a nice girl, you did well there!", "Yes dad, but we are talking about you!" He looked into his beer, "You weren't very subtle last night!", "Sorry dad, I didn't mean to embarrass you..!", "You didn't, it's not that, it's just..!" His eyes went misty, and I felt sorry for him, my dad was deeply upset. "Tell me dad, please!", "It's just me and your mum used to be like that, till recently really. Then is all sort of went off!", "Went off?" , "Well we lost the ability to...come to a conclusion I guess!" I looked at him, not sure I understood. "What sort of conclusion?", "The sort you two had at the end of your love making!", "You mean orgasm?" He nodded, hanging his head. We had never talked like this before. I patted his hand, "Maybe it will blow over!", "No, its been months. We haven't got the final sort of bit that takes us over the edge you know?!, "I nodded, though I had never had the problem I knew a previous girlfriend who had been like that at times. "Maybe you need something to do it for you dad!" He nodded, "If your mum hadn't been asleep I thik I would have managed it last night, the trouble was I told her this morning and she was mad I didn't wake her up!" I thought a moment, and I guess the penny dropped. "What would have done it last night dad?", "Your Sharon, hearing her, it was so lovely!" he looked in my face, embarrassed at his admission. I smiled, "She would not mind dad, she's very open sexually. We both are!" I patted his hand again, then asked, " What can we do for you dad?" He looked down into his beer again, his hand gripping it, then he took a deep breath and looked up, "I guess being able to watch a healthy young couple make love, better than a porno, we've tried them!" I took a deep breath; he had been more upfront than I had ever expected he could be. I nodded slowly, "I will have to talk to Sharon, but shall we see?" We talked some more, then got up to go home with no more alcohol being taken!

Mum and Sharon were both in the lounge with the TV on but not being watched when we got back. Mum immediately got up to go and have a shower, from the state of Sharon's hair I guess she had been to do the same not long before. She had a borrowed white toweling bathrobe on, and bare feet and legs. I saw dad look at her, then he went to the bedroom to, " sort himself out" as he put it. I sat on the sofa next to Sharon and kissed her. There must have been something in the kiss because the held my face in her hands and looked in my eyes, "Tell me then sexy" she said. I told her the whole story, repeating the conversation to her. As I did I saw her shifting a bit, her legs crossed and uncrossed. I knew my wife, she was horny. "We can help, can't we; you aren't too much of a prude?" She asked teasingly. She knew I was up for most things! She kissed me and whispered, "if we get it on with them around, maybe it will help?" I nodded, nervous, but tingling with sexual anticipation. It seemed ages before mum came down, also in her bathrobe and made herself busy with hot chocolate making in the kitchen. Dad came down, dressing gown and slippers, and sat in the armchair. Sharon snuggled up to me, smiling at my dad. Her hand rested on my knee and she said to me, "You're the only one not ready for bed!", "Is that a hint?", "Yes!" I sighed and went upstairs, my bathrobe still hung in the bedroom from when I lived at home, so I quickly stripped and put it on, going downstairs by way of the bathroom to freshen up. I sat back down next to Sharon. Mum had put mugs of chocolate around for us, and sat on the floor, leaning back against the chair dad was in. Her eyes were on the TV. Sharon turned and kissed me, full on tongues and all. I returned the kiss with enthusiasm, feeling her hand slide up under my robe, "Nothing on under then" she whispered and I shook u my head. Out of the corner of my eye I saw mum turn to look at what we were doing. Dad could not miss from where he was sitting. I slid my hand in the front of her robe, "same for you then!" her nipples her hard, and we kissed as I played with them, her hand searching around under my robe. Knowing my parents were a few feet away knowing what we were doing was so horny. I was so hard, I was sure she would be wet. I turned Sharon towards me a bit and she undid the tie around her waist, letting her robe fall open, knowing my dad could see her breasts and my hand on them. I heard dad sigh, and then a rustle. Mum had turned to see as well. It was silent, the atmosphere was charged. Sharon looked at them both, then stood up, pushing the robe sexily off her shoulders and it fell to the ground, "You don't mind do you? It's so warm in here" she said to my parents, who just stared. Sharon pulled me to my feet, her eyes blazing with sex. "Let's get this off too" she untied my robe, letting it fall open before she pushed it off my shoulders. I stood facing her, naked, and hard. She turned to mum, "Nick's got such a lovely cock, I bet he takes after his dad. " She dropped to her knees , taking it in her hand and stroking it gently. I was silent at the turn of events, at the way my wife seemed to be taking charge. Sharon turned to mum, "can I see dad's please?" In a sort of daze mum nodded, and my dad looked into his lap as his wife pulled his gown open and his cock stood there, hard and proud. , "MMM, I was right. I love doing this.!" Sharon opened her mouth and took my cock in, deep. She sucked on it, one of her hands playing with my shaft and balls the other between her own legs. There as movement, and my mum was kneeling between dad's legs, sucking him, his hands on her head. Our eyes met, and there was gratitude in his. We smiled at each other. Sharon shifted, turned and put her arms and head on the sofa, her ass raised in the air, "Need a fuck, my lover!" She said, and I knelt behind her, putting my cock against her very wet slit and pushing into her, deep, filling her. I gripped her hips with my hands and tried to slow down. Sharon looked over her shoulder, "Room beside me mum if you want to do the same!" My mum slowly came towards us, red faced but undoing her robe and letting it fall open, "You two sure this is alright?" She asked nervously. "You bet!", "go for it, " came Sharon's voice. I looked at my mums breasts, not too bad for her age, and found myself harder seeing them. She knelt down obediently next to Sharon who smiled at her as Dad took his place and slid into my mum. "That's the way to do it. "Sharon said softly as me and dad started to fuck slowly, taking our time to enjoy our wives. Dad kept looking at Sharon, and when she ran her tongue around her lips looking at him he quickened his pace up. Sharon reached sideways, putting her arm around my mum's naked shoulders, "Bet he's not fucked you like this for a long time, shit your son is good!" Mum nodded, and dad groaned, grabbing mums hips so hard you could see the skin going red, and then his hips thrust hard into her and she moaned loudly as dad shot his cum inside his wife. Sharon turned and smiled up at him. "Good one?" she asked and he nodded. Mum said softly, "At least he's happy!" Sharon moved away from me, turned my mum's face to hers and kissed her lightly on the lips, "Would a different cock help?", "What do you mean?" My mum looked shocked. "I'm sure Nick would help his mum out, give her a climax to remember, wouldn't you darling?" I gasped too, shaking my head, but my cock stayed so hard and Sharon does not miss a thing. "Stay where you are mum, dad get out of the way!" We all seemed to obey her, as she took my hand leading me to my mum. She dropped my hand, instead taking hold of my cock and rubbing it against my mums wet pussy. It was no good, I had to push, and I felt myself slide into her. Sharon's fingers were there, feeling me, touching my mum's pussy. Mum moaned and started to pant as I fucked harder. "Your son is going to shoot up you, you now that don't you? He wants to cum in your pussy, give you his cum, fucking cum for him mum!" her voice was hoarse, sexy, strained. I went at it harder, mum was making a mix of moaning mewing sounds sometimes almost like little sobs, but she was working herself back against me now, her legs a bit wider as Sharon worked the magic with her fingers. Mum lifted her head back; eyes screwed up, and cried out. I felt her pussy grip me, and that was too much, I lost it, thrust hard into my mum as she climaxed, my cum jetted deep into her pussy. "Fuck, amazing!" Sharon lay back legs wide looking at dad, "Are you up for me daddy, give it to me!" Mum and I watched as dad knelt between my wife's legs, with one push taking her, her legs, young and soft, lovely wrapped round his hips as she bucked under him. He went at her like he was desperate, fucking hard, grunting with every thrust into my wife's wet pussy. Sharon cried out, "fuck he's going to get me off..!" and I saw a red flush spread over her chest and breasts. Mum held my hand tightly as Sharon came hard on my dad's cock. I laid mum down next to them, as dad got my wife off, his cock wet and shiny from her juices. He moved across, and kissed mum deeply as he slid into her. Mum's legs spread, lifted around him, her feet on his ass as he fucked her hard and fast on the floor. Sharon and I watched, touching ourselves, her fingers flashing in and out of her pussy, my hand up and down my cock. "Cum you two, do it together, you can, fucking cum!" Sharon's voice was urgent; I knew she was not far off herself. My mum gripped dads face in her hands, looking into his eyes and she said softly, "you cum and I will darling!" He nodded, his body wracked in sweat as he fucked her hard, eyes open, they only had eyes for each other, and then it happened. Dad thrust so hard he slid mum a yard along the floor, he was rigid his body braced as he unloaded into her. Her legs started to tremble, her hands squeezed his face, her eyes wide, and her body shook as she gasped out her orgasm. Somewhere in the middle of it all I heard my wife cum, and then I shot my loads, arcing out towards mum and dad, splashing them both.

It was some time before anyone said anything, but from then on mum and dad were never the same again. And neither were we!