“Trapped in the snow” Part-4 Continues…..
“And I have to tell you Max,” she paused briefly interrupting herself, “I think daddy’s prick is as big, if not even a little bigger than yours is, at least it sure as hell looked like it at the time, though I’d also have to say, I’d have to lay them side by side to be sure of course,” she snickered wickedly.
“Never mind that,” I said anxiously, “continue the story!”
“So there mom is, going to town on daddy’s dick, sucking away like crazy, stroking and jacking it while he’s leaning back in the couch swing, moaning like mad, his legs totally stretched out to either side of her. I mean…I am fascinated standing there watching them, especially since they had no clue that I was. And the more I watched, the hornier I got of course, and before I even realized it, I was standing there fingering myself…”
“Sort of like you are now?” I teased her.
She laughed nodding her head. “Exactly! I mean…I’d actually caught them once before a few years back, but I really hadn’t seen much, just enough to know what it was they were doing. But this…oh my god! This was entirely different. Daddy’s dick looked so hard, so big and so fucking swollen! And there was mom, kneeling down in front of him, I mean she was sucking that thing like there was no tomorrow,
but not only that, occasionally she’d like yank it off to one side, let it go…and then watch it slap back against his chest and sort of bounce around a little. Then suddenly she’d do it again, sometimes actually slapping it. Every time she did, daddy would groan pleasurably, asking her to do it again, which she’d very often do.
By now, I was so horny myself that I couldn’t see straight, and I needed something a hell of a lot bigger than my fingers. Looking around for something to satisfy my need, I remembered we’d eaten the last of the bananas that morning. But then I remembered we had something else, so I hurriedly opened the fridge, found what I was looking for, and began using that.”
“Which was?” I had to ask.
“A big, long, thick, nasty looking cucumber!” Sophia giggled unashamedly. “So now…here I am standing at the window trying to shove that thing up myself, when I look back out just in time to see mom standing up, wiping off her mouth. She’d just taken daddy’s load by the looks of it. He’s still sitting in the chair swinging, eyes closed with this silly-assed grin on his face, even his toes were curled, but what I then saw, as mom did, was me standing there looking at her, and her…looking at me.”
“Oh my god!” Collette giggled. “Did she know? I mean obviously she must have known you’d seen them…but, did she…”
“Know what I’ve been doing? I’d have to say yes, but before I tell you how she figured it out by herself, let me set the rest of it up for you. So…like I said, try and picture all this. For a moment we’re both just standing there looking at one another, mom naked licking her lips. She’s like what? Two, maybe three feet away from the back door at the time? And there I am, my jeans and panties down around my ankles, I’ve got a cucumber sticking in my cunt,
which I just barely manage to remove when she walks in. So now…there I am, this silly assed expression on my face, this humongous green vegetable in my hand, and even though it’s no longer in my pussy, my jeans are still tangled around my feet, so like…yeah, I’m pretty sure she knew what I’d been doing with it.”
“Holy fuck! What happened then?” I wanted to laugh, but at the same time I was aroused as hell just hearing all this.
“Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
“Well, not really…not like I was expecting anyway. So all I can think of to do is sort of lay the cucumber back into the sink, now I’m doing this with my pants down…and then I sort of reach down, pulling them up as mom walks over to the table and sits down. She’s sitting there with this silly assed expression on her face while I do this.
Meanwhile, daddy’s recovered, and so quite naturally, he walks in, though of course he has no idea I am there at the time. Luckily, by then, I’ve pulled up my jeans and panties, so he doesn’t see or know what I was doing, though of course I’m now standing there looking at him. At least he didn’t have an erection,
only sort of…you know, kind of like the way yours looks after you’ve just tossed off a nice load. So it’s still sort of full, just not hard. But he’s cool about it I guess, not really embarrassed, I mean after all, it’s their home, and it’s me who came home earlier than expected interrupting their fun. All he says is, “Oh…you’re home early!”
“That’s it?” Collette asked.
“Yeah, that’s it! Mom now stands up, winks at me and grabs daddy’s hand, and then leads him out of the kitchen up the stairs to their room where they obviously finished things up after that. But the funny part…the really funny and interesting part was the very next day.”
“Yeah? What?”
“Well, as you know during the summer, mom and dad both don’t feel like cooking, especially as hot as it usually gets. So…also as usual, mom had just made a really big Chef’s salad.”
“Oh no!”
“Oh yes!” Sophia said, actually blushing. “And daddy says, ‘This is really good honey, the cucumber is especially crisp and tasty, what did you do differently this time than you’ve done before?’ he asks her.”
“Oh, nothing really. Just added a few new things here and there, though I thought you might enjoy the special sauce I included with it this time,” she says, actually looking across the table at me, and then she winked!”
“Oh my god! You’ve got to be kidding me! She really did that?” Collette asked.