“I know this is gonna sound weird dad, but to be perfectly honest, you’ve got a pretty big cock.”
“So do you son,” I replied once again looking over as he sat there fisting his own. Though neither one of us was about to jump up and touch pee-pee’s together or anything, or stand there and compare one another, we were looking. Even going so far as to quit stroking ourselves, simply holding them so that the other could see better.
“So…you and mom seem to really get off on making these,” he then stated, going back to stroking and jerking off his cock. “Not that I’m all that surprised by that really. I mean mom always has been kind of cool when it comes to sex stuff…ya know? But I just never imagined she’d get off on watching herself on video or anything. Kind of hot though…admittedly.”
“Yes, it is. And no…in the beginning, I didn’t think she’d be into it either.” I almost tripped up and told him about the first video we’d done, but thankfully caught myself before doing so.
“I wonder if Jacob would be into doing something like that?” He wondered aloud, moaning a little as he did. And punctuating that as he squeezed his dick as I watched him producing a bit of pre-lube which he now massaged around the head of his dick, playing with it, using it to tease himself with, still speaking. “It would be hot seeing her doing something…maybe masturbating, using one of mom’s toys or something, don’t you think?”
Max had just tossed me an image I was suddenly seeing inside my head. Wondering myself if I dared even mention it…or if he might. Now wondering, if we might in fact ALL enjoy making a rather different kind of family home movie, though it was for the moment…just a passing thought. Yet, it was enough of a thought that I too squeezed the head of my own prick, producing a rather nice thick juicy droplet of fluid, which I now smeared about the spongy very sensitive head of my cock making it nice and slick.
As I did that, I could hear Max’s own slickness, as he unashamedly stroked his dick, pumping it up and down, enjoying the feel…just as I was, as well as the sound we were both now making. Two hard cocks, slick, slippery and making all sorts of squishy noises as we sat there jerking off.
“Does mom squirt in this one too?” He now asked. “God…I hope so, because that was sure hot seeing her, and Jacob doing that together, don’t you think?”
I could barely talk. My balls were already threatening to crawl up into my throat. Just listening to the sound of all that juicy lubrication coming from each of us simultaneously, and then looking up at the big screen as Janet knelt over my cock, preparing to take it into her mouth, where I damn well remembered what happened next.
“Damn…does mom ah…ah, let you…ah…let you cum in her mouth?”
“Just watch,” I told him, smiling. We were nearing the big finish…or rather one of two of them if you looked at it that way. Indeed, as I recalled…I had one of my more copious spendings right here on this very same couch inside my wife’s mouth, which we were both about to see. Not to mention, a few minutes after that, with Janet sitting on my face as I ate her, nearly drowning me in the process.
“Here it comes,” I said, alerting him to what was about to happen, though I needn’t have, as it was pretty obvious. My wife’s mouth suddenly drew in…holding, her eyes widening for a moment as the first jettison of my spunk hit the back of her throat, followed by several more intense ejaculations. So much so…that seconds after that, she allowed a good portion of my cum to emerge at the corners of her mouth, drooling out, dripping down the sides of my dick. Basically, there was just too much of it for her to be able to swallow without drowning in it, something I would soon discover for myself with her.
“Fuck that’s hot!” Max moaned, his hand now a blur as he lay back, his hand stroking his enormous hard cock for all he was worth. I was with him side-by-side, holding back just a bit, wanting to time my own release to watch Janet again when she did.
“That’s nothing…hold off cumming if you can son, I’m about to lose it myself, but wait until you see what mom does to me!”
He slowed down, looking over. “You close too?”
“Fuck yeah…now watch this…watch your mom.”
We both went back to watching the big screen. Janet had since climbed up onto the couch, now sitting on my face, leaning forward. My hands coming up to capture her tits, pinching and pulling on her nipples as she ground herself down on my face. The look in her eyes glazed, wanton…lusty, about to cum.
And then she did…all over the place. As I’d done to her, she now did to me. It was all I could do to drink down what I could as she released what felt like a gallon of juice into my mouth.
Max cried out. I looked over, he looked over at me. I stroked…he stroked. I spurted, and then he did. And we sat there watching one another as we ejaculated, letting our semen simply fly up and land wherever the hell it felt like landing as we did that.
**
After we’d recovered and had cleaned up, we put the game on. We sat talking about the respective teams, checking the score, enjoying the rest of the early afternoon together waiting for mom and Jacob to come home. An hour later, they did.
Hearing the car pulling up into the drive, I had gone upstairs to greet them, and let Janet know that Max and I had indeed had a bit of a chat of sorts…though not exactly in quite the way I was fairly sure she had. Still…it would no doubt surprise her to discover and hear about what we’d done. Which I felt went a long way in ensuring that Max wasn’t having any second thoughts about anything that had happened.
Janet and Jacob were just then walking in the back door, carrying what appeared to be a couple of shopping bags from a well known lingerie store. One of my favorites in fact, though I was curious as to why they had obviously both gotten something. I first kissed my daughter in greeting, and then made some attempt at wanting to peek inside her bag. She snatched it away however before I could, laughing.