“Fuck!” I exclaimed in surprise. “Janet ?”
“Shh, you don’t want them to hear us or see us out here do you?” She whispered though she made no attempt to quit touching herself, continuing to watch. I looked back at myself, Jacob still riding Max’s cock, though she had now reached down between her legs, obviously toying with her own clit as she did so. Her other hand now pinching and pulling on her hard erect nipple, stretching it out as she attempted to further pleasure herself. And then added to all that, Max’s magnificently hard cock spearing his sister’s cunt as she lifted herself repeatedly, nearly freeing it, only to slide herself slowly down over it all over again.
“I’m not sure we should be standing here watching this,” I finally managed to say, though my dick was saying otherwise. Something that didn’t go unnoticed either.
“Tell me you’re not perversely aroused by this,” Janet surprised me by saying. “Because admittedly, I am!”
Admittedly I was too, but I hadn’t dared to say anything, once again my emotions fighting for control over which one was supposed to win out. But when Janet reached over once again, rubbing my cock through the front of my pants, one finally did.
“Just be quiet,” she told me. “They need never know we saw them doing this,” she added. I wasn’t too sure about that, but now was not the time to sit here and discuss it either. Especially with my hard cock now in my wife’s hand as she stood there playing with it, still playing with herself simultaneously. The fact she’d been horny earlier I am sure had something to do with all this, though it was a decadent, perverse fascination to be standing there spying on our own kids having sex, watching their parents likewise doing the same. And now Janet and I are fondling one another, watching them, watching us.
It seemed all so surreal.
“Fuck me,” Janet whispered undoing her blouse once again. In seconds, her magnificent breasts came into view as she likewise reached up hiking her short skirt up around her waist, removing the black thong she’d been wearing stepping out of it. “Hurry Daison, stick it inside me, fuck me before they finish!” She half pleaded.
I couldn’t believe we were actually doing this, but I had long since tossed any guilt feelings out the window, my own arousal suddenly off the scale. It was beyond anything I’d ever felt before, stepping behind my wife now as she leaned forward slightly accepting me. Janet ‘s pussy was about as wet and slick as I’d ever felt it.
My cock immediately bathed in her warmth, her slippery juice inhaling the entire length of my prick as I thrust into her balls deep in one fell swoop. I heard her catch her breath, her full breasts dangling there provocatively as I caught our own reflection in the glass. A vision that now added even more decadence to everything else we were seeing as I began to match rhythm with our son and daughter as they continued to sit there on the couch fucking one another.
Janet began doing to herself what Jacob was doing. Frigging her own clit, Max’s cock fully enveloped in his sister’s cunt, mine inside Janet as she in turn half stood, half leaned, her fingers busy twirling around not only her clit, but at times my cock as well.
Movement however caught both our attention, as Max must have said something to his sister, though neither one of us had heard it. A blessing in disguise perhaps, that if we couldn’t really hear them all that clearly, then they couldn’t have heard us either. But Jacob suddenly extricated herself off her brother’s cock and spun around rapidly, now kneeling on the floor between his legs.
Her hand immediately came up to replace where her pussy had been only moments ago. She immediately sat there stroking his dick up and down, her lips and mouth only inches away as she opened it in expectation of receiving his ejaculation.
Just seeing her do that, I now felt my own balls tightening in need of release, not to mention a sudden additional surge of wetness coming from Janet as her own pussy liquefied pleasurably around me.
Even as my second intense load of the night raced up the length of my shaft, we both stood there watching Max’s prick suddenly explode.
I’d had more than my fair share of pretty amazing cum-tosses in my time, especially if I’d gone a few days. But watching Max’s prick as it began to squirt, was easily one of those. It was like watching it in slow motion too. One powerful amazing squirt after the other leapt from the tip of his prick. Jacob made some effort to catch some of it in her mouth, but she then actually directed the majority of it against herself, specifically against her tits, bathing each one copiously with his continued spurting. But the show wasn’t over yet.
Having come myself once already, my second load wasn’t nearly as much as the first one had been, already my orgasm beginning to finish inside my wife’s cunt as Jacob now stood up fully in front of her brother as he took over jacking himself off. One, and then two final major squirts still rocketed out of his prick, landing against his sister’s pussy as she stood there spreading herself apart with her fingers.
I had an out of body experience briefly standing there watching her do that, imagining my lips and tongue snaking out to surround my daughter’s hard little clit. She was standing there doing just that to herself, watching Max’s final two spurts as they landed against her, precisely on her hard little love-button. And then…she came!
“Holy shit!” Janet and I said at almost the same time. As Jacob stood there, her hand a blur now as she rubbed her clit furiously, this small thin streamer of girl spunk suddenly erupted from her cunt. She stood there spraying her brother’s cock, though mostly his chest as he continued to sit there holding his cock,
directing it purposely against the spray of his sister’s still equally spurting pussy. As she did, I heard Janet squeal, and then heard as well as felt the delightful waterfall of her own cunt as she too released. She didn’t do that all the time, but every once in a while, she had what I called a “gusher”, and she was having one of those now. Unlike Jacob’ streamer, a thin watery spray, Janet gushed.
It was like turning on the bathtub faucet full-blast, though it only lasted for a few moments or so. I could hear the spray, or rather gush of my wife’s juices as they poured out, hitting the soft paving stones beneath our feet. She was moaning almost deliriously as she did, still thrusting backwards against my somewhat spent cock. As quickly as she’d done that however, she now stood, straightening her skirt again, slipping off me.
“Are you sure she’s not your daughter?” I now asked jokingly having witnessed the unbelievable thing we’d both seen.
“Are you sure Max’s not your son?” She responded back grinning at me, though she simultaneously took my hand once again leading us both off into the darkness and back towards the garage.
“Now what?” I asked once again, though this time receiving a reply to my question.
“We make a lot of noise coming into the house,” Janet explained. “And then we go upstairs to bed.”
“Shouldn’t we discuss what just happened?” I asked as we stood there briefly straightening ourselves.
“Tomorrow. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. But not tonight,” Janet stated in a tone of voice that I’d heard her use before. When she used it, then I knew there was no point belaboring the issue. We would indeed talk about it, discuss it. I felt we needed to, had to, especially after what had just happened.
But I knew too it would give us both a chance to digest what it was we had done, and then deal with it on far more rational terms come morning.
We made plenty of noise coming in. Enough so that there was no way the kids couldn’t have heard us coming in. Somewhat surprised however, neither one of them came up the stairs to ask why we had come home so early. Though in hindsight, I’m glad they didn’t. Perhaps the expression on their own fearful faces might have normally alerted Janet and myself that they’d been up to something. And now was not the time to be dealing with that.
We closed the door to our room and settled in for the night. But it was a long…long time before I was finally able to fall asleep.