tagIncest/TabooMom & Dad Have a Kinky Side Pt. 05

Mom & Dad Have a Kinky Side Pt. 05

bymt44©

This is a series about rough sex. You've been warned.

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Chapter 22 -- Halftime Fun.

Tuesday. June 5th. 9:07 PM.

Dan found himself reflecting on the bizarreness of his current situation as he sat on the sofa. He had sex with his mother less than twenty-four hours ago. His own mother! Weeks of flirting, and build-up, and sexual tension all came to a head in his bedroom last night. Things didn't stop after the first orgasm inside her either. Round two took place with Mom bent over the edge of his mattress. Eight straight minutes of the roughest sex of his life resulted in a second mind-blowing orgasm, but Mom wasn't necessarily happy.

Constant begging for him to fuck her harder, to pull her hair, and to slap her around were all attended to. He was fully on board with the way his mother wanted to be treated in bed. She wanted a facial and he was planning on giving her one, but something got into his head when he felt himself growing close to exploding. A small part of him got off on teasing her. He couldn't explain why, but he did. Maybe this was his way of guaranteeing a third round? Mom would have to come back for more if all her fantasies weren't met, but then again, Dad told him they could mess around whenever. There was just something about listening to his amazing mother beg for something sexual that drove him crazy.

He had a few seconds left in him as he slammed into her toned, plump butt from behind. He pulled out and quickly gripped his cock, trying his hardest to prevent himself from cumming. An order to 'shake your ass' followed and Mom was more than happy to oblige, but her enthusiastic mood drastically changed after she felt that first rope of cum slam into her twerking backside.

Mom wanted a facial, he promised her a facial, yet he came all over her butt. There was a brief argument before he cleaned her off and hopped into bed. She hastily followed and the next thing he knew, she was snuggled in his arm, telling him how much she loved him. It was like she just couldn't hold any type of grudge with him. But he knew that in the back of her mind, she desperately wanted a facial, and part of him loved that.

He eventually heard the shower water turn on which he assumed had to be Caitlyn. Mom climbed out of bed and took a shower as well after she heard the water stop. There was confusion in his mind about what was going to happen next. Would things go back to normal? Would everything change? He didn't know but he was eager to find out.

All four of them met downstairs at the kitchen table where Ally decided to make a big stack of pancakes for her men. Caitlyn declined on the late night meal, pecked Ally on the cheek, kissed Rick on the lips, and then made out with her boyfriend before heading home. Ally happily watched her family scarf down her cooking before they headed upstairs. She cleaned up the kitchen, smiled to herself, and journeyed up to join her husband in bed.

And now here we are. A little after nine o'clock on a Tuesday night and the scene didn't look all that different from previous months. Dan was on the couch, Rick was on the loveseat, and Ally hustled into the living room with her favorite snack—a small bowl of frozen grapes, before taking a seat on the opposing end of the sofa from her son. Everything was normal; except it wasn't. But it was like Dan was the only one who felt it.

"We don't have a chance."

Game three of the NBA finals was about to tip-off, and Dad's always pessimistic attitude about their favorite basketball team was in full swing.

"What are you talking about?" Dan asked. "We hung right with 'em for the first two games. We're gonna win tonight."

"Golden State is too good," Rick argued. "We're going to lose tonight and then end up getting swept."

The teen shook his head. "We're definitely winning tonight."

"Yeah, we have LeBron," Ally chimed in. "He's amazing."

The two men both raised their eyebrows and laughed at the pretty brunette who'd just piped in with her two cents. Death, taxes, and Ally becoming a basketball fan for two weeks every year in June. Those were the three guarantees in life.

"How many games have you watched this year?" Rick asked, chuckling throughout the entirety of his question.

"That number would be two," she answered.

"Some expert..." her husband added.

She swiftly rolled her eyes. "Are you forgetting about two years ago? I told you we would win it all when you said we didn't have a chance. And what happened? We won!"

"She's right about that," said Dan.

"She says we're going to win it all every year!" Rick laughed. "I'm telling you, we're gonna get blown out."

Sixty-eight minutes later...

The halftime buzzer sounded and Cleveland headed into the locker room down fifteen.

Rick stood up, visibly annoyed. "See? What did I say? What a shit fuckin' effort too. It's like these overpaid bums don't even care." He pointed at his wife. "Come on. Get up."

"What?"

"Get up," he repeated. "You've been on my mind for over an hour. Let's go."

Ally excitedly jumped to her feet and allowed Rick to grab her hand. He led her out of the living room and up the stairs to their bedroom.

Dan stared at the TV, caught off guard by what had just happened. So this is how things were going to be from now on? Mom and Dad had always kept their sex life private before Caitlyn came along. He never heard them going at it, or witnessed them messing around, or anything like that. In fact, that fateful blowjob on the couch was the first time anything sexual presented itself in his presence. And now Dad pulled Mom off the couch and dragged her upstairs. Not that he minded, but maybe little changes like these were going to be commonplace from now on. It was still strange to him that nobody had brought up what took place last night, however.

A minute later he muted the television and squinted his eyes. There were dim, quiet voices capturing his attention that he couldn't quite pinpoint. He tried his best to lock in on them.

He suddenly didn't need to. It was obvious what he was hearing.

"Who's my little slut?"

"I am, Daddy!"

He turned up the volume while rolling his eyes. Add another thing to the list of changes. Apparently his parents weren't going to hold back any longer.

"You want a big load tonight, don't you?"

Even with the sound turned up, his mother's voice was coming through crystal clear. "I want a big fuckin' load, Daddy! All over my face!"

The game resumed with the start of the halftime show. One of the commentators was giving his opinion on how to contain Stephen Curry, but it was all background noise to what the teen was currently listening to. It was like Mom and Dad were sitting next to him. How could two people be this loud? He thought he got rough with Caitlyn, but the thunderous skin-on-skin slap he just heard was making him second-guess his own sex life. He didn't remember hearing any sounds coming from his parent's bedroom last night, but perhaps he was too busy with his mother to notice.

An idea suddenly came to him.

He turned the TV up even louder and pulled out his phone. Ten seconds later he was looking at Caitlyn's pretty face with a little help from his FaceTime app.

"Hey, Dan!"

He couldn't believe he wanted to break up with her yesterday. Last night's awkward dinner table exchange seemed so long ago. He was dead set on never speaking to this girl again before Dad talked some sense into him. That gorgeous blonde hair and those dazzling blue eyes always put him in a good mood. Her amazing smile and perky attitude didn't hurt either. Caitlyn was a constant bundle of energy and he didn't want to go a single night without seeing her—even if he had to settle for a long distance face-to-face.

"Hey, Caitlyn," he smiled back at the blonde who was sitting at her bedroom desk.

Her eyes squinted due to faintly hearing her boyfriend. "Why's the TV so loud?"

"Because I have something you're really going to like. Ready?"

She curiously nodded.

Dan found the remote and muted the television. Seconds later his girlfriend was grinning.

"No way..."

"Yep," he laughed. "They ran upstairs as soon as halftime hit. It's ridiculous how loud they are."

Caitlyn was four miles away in her bedroom, but she may as well have been sitting on the couch with him. She couldn't believe how loud Rick and Ally were either! This was like when she watched them together on Friday night, only amplified times ten! Loud thuds, deafening yelps, and an onslaught of dirty talk. Yeah, her boyfriend had the greatest parents on the planet alright...

Her face swiftly lit up. "Go upstairs and join them!"

He stared into his girlfriend's captivating blue eyes, not sharing her enthusiasm. "I don't think so..."

"Why not? It would be so hot! It's not like they would have a problem with it!"

"It's still weird," he told her. "I mean, we haven't even discussed what happened last night. I had sex with my fucking mom and she's acting like things are completely normal! It's crazy!"

"Because things are normal," Caitlyn explained. "This is how it's going to be from now on. At least I hope so. Dan, we have free rein to mess around with your parents! Do you understand how awesome that is? Like, you could go upstairs and join in right now if you wanted to!"

"We don't know that..."

"Go see then!" she shouted. "It would...oh my God! Was that Ally!?"

A feminine voice just loudly demanded a belt be wrapped around her neck. That sure as shit sounded like his mother...

"Please go upstairs!"

His focus moved back to the television before turning his attention to his phone once again. "How's your paper coming, by the way?"

Caitlyn instantly rolled her eyes. "God, it's a nightmare! I totally procrastinated and it really bit me in the ass. I only have like half of it done. I wanted to come over tonight too!"

"Yeah, I wanted you—" Dan cut himself off as his ears perked up. "Jesus fuckin' Christ. It's like they're screaming..."

"Just go to the stairs," his girlfriend begged. "So we can really hear them. Please!"

He couldn't say no to that adorable face. "Fine..."

Caitlyn was having a hard time controlling her excitement as she watched her boyfriend leave the living room and move through the kitchen before arriving at the bottom of the stairs. Her view gazed up the steps as he held out his phone.

"Little fuckin' slut!" Dad shouted, his boisterous voice quickly drowned out by the sounds of his pelvis slamming into what had to be Mom's backside. "Cum like a good girl and Daddy will let you breathe!"

Dan's eyes drifted away from his phone. He knew exactly what was coming next. He was just waiting to hear it.

"Please go upstairs!!"

He looked down at the screen, genuinely unamused. "My dad is choking my mom right now. You honestly want to see that?"

Caitlyn's expression couldn't possibly answer that question more clearly.

He moved toward the steps before a roaring slap caused him to jump. That was a little rough even by his parent's standards.

"That's what you get for not cumming when I tell you! Now cum for me or you're going to get slapped right across your slut face again!"

The gasp which resonated from his phone caused him to glance down. Caitlyn appeared ravenous. Like a wild, starving animal who was being teased with a big, juicy piece of meat. "Your dad just slapped your mom across the face! And did you hear how loud that was!?"

He did, and even after all the craziness that took place last night, he still couldn't get used to his mother being viciously slapped in the face. Well, maybe if he was the one who was doing it. He trusted Dad, but he felt more comfortable being the one who was partaking in the rough sex. Anyone hitting Mom made him a little uneasy, and his father was no exception.

"Ease up on her!" he shouted up the stairs.

The immediate sound of footsteps stomping across the floor led to the door opening. Seconds later his parents were going at it again, but this time it was like he had a ringside seat to it all. There was no closed door holding them back any longer.

"Well, that backfired..."

Caitlyn was quick to let her boyfriend know just how much she disagreed. "God, they're so hot! Do you understand how lucky you are? I couldn't tell you the last time I saw my parents kiss each together. Ten years maybe? I would bet every dollar to my name that they haven't had sex in years. Your parents are fucking like porn stars and you have twenty-four seven access to it! It's amazing!

Another loud slap made him jump. Maybe it'd be best if he went back to the couch and turned up the volume on the TV. His parents could do their thing, he would have fun with Caitlyn tomorrow, and everything could go back to normal. Or at least a somewhat sane version of normal. He wasn't sure what to think of his girlfriend's idea of his house turning into a porn set.

He turned and started moving toward the kitchen.

"No, where are you going!?"

"I'm not going upstairs," he answered.

Caitlyn let out a frustrated sigh. "Just ask if they need any help!"

Dan couldn't help but laugh. "I think my dad has it under control..."

"But what it they want you to help? What if...oh my God! What if Ally wants you two at the same time!?"

His eyebrows raised as he made his way into the living room and plopped down on the sofa.

"Dan, oh my God!" she exclaimed again, her excitement continuing to grow. "That would be insane! You and your dad manhandling Ally! You know she would love it!"

He certainly wouldn't argue that. Something told him Mom would love nothing more than to get a piece of both her men at the same time. He wasn't so on board with it though.

"Last night was weird enough," Dan told her. "Listen, I think I'm open to more stuff happening with my mom, but there's a line. Messing around with her and my dad at the same time definitely crosses it. I'd prefer to keep things one-on-one."

The blonde's hand ran through her hair in an attempt to understand what she was hearing. Her boyfriend's mindset was just so different from hers. "Do you have any idea what would happen if I lived in your house?"

"Yeah, I have an idea..."

"It would be nonstop fun," she smiled. "Like, just constant. We would be fucking each other's brains out all day, every day!"

"It's probably a good thing you don't then. I think my parents would both be unemployed within a week..."

She rolled her eyes as the faint sounds of rough sex could still be heard over the now loud television commercials. "I'm so pissed I put off writing this paper. I would've come over tonight and watched the game with you guys if I hadn't. And you know what we would be doing right now? We would be upstairs with your parents!"

"No, we wouldn't."

"You wouldn't have a choice," she strongly disagreed. "I would've dragged your butt up to their room."

"Really? You would've dragged me upstairs?"

The perky blonde nodded. "I sure would've."

A devilish smirk quickly washed over his face. "You do whatever I say."

She matched her boyfriend's look with a smirk of her own. "I do whatever you say? Is that right?"

"Yeah, that's right. We wouldn't have made it upstairs. I would've told your sexy ass to get down on your knees and suck my cock."

Caitlyn immediately placed her thumb in her mouth and bit down on the nail. "And what if I said no?"

He grinned into his phone. "Then you would've been in big trouble..."

She frantically turned her attention to her computer. "I need like another hour! I can get my paper done in an hour! I'm coming over tonight!"

"No, Caitlyn—"

"I'm going to gag on your cock!" she loudly interrupted. "I'm going to worship every inch of it! I'm gonna lick it, and suck it, and kiss it! And then you're going to cum all over my slut face!"

"You don't have a slut face..."

"It's going to look slutty after it's covered in your cum," she seductively purred.

He huffed before seeing the players back out on the court, warming up for the second half. "Listen, Caitlyn, just work on your paper tonight, okay? Don't rush it."

"But I want to come over and play with you!"

"We'll mess around tomorrow," he stated. "I don't want you to half-ass your paper because you're worried about coming over. Just take your time, do a good job, and we'll come back to my house after school tomorrow. Okay?"

He wasn't going to change his mind no matter how cute her childish pout was.

"Fine..." she finally huffed. "I can wait until tomorrow. I—"

"Fuck yeah! Open up that mouth!!"

The two teenagers grew silent as Rick and Ally put the finishing touches on their halftime sex session. Their reactions couldn't have been more different. Dan was still having a hard time grasping how sexually crazy his parents were, while Caitlyn only continued to think that she was her boyfriend's parent's long-lost daughter.

Dan's eyes moved back to the screen. "The game's about to start back up."

"There's no way we're coming back."

He immediately laughed. She sounded just like his dad. "I'll talk to you later."

"I'll call you before bed!" she told him with a smile. "Love you!"

"Love you too," he said before ending the call.

Rick came hustling into the room thirty seconds later. "Did it start yet?"

"Starting now," he answered, pointing at the television. The ball was being inbounded which signified the start of the second half.

"Perfect timing," Dad smiled to himself.

A few moments of silence passed before Dan spoke up. "Is Mom alive?"

"Yeah, she's getting cleaned up. Someone got a little messy..."

The high schooler shook his head.

"And a little advice," he said, now looking over at his son. "If you want to keep Mom happy, then take the words 'ease up' out of your vocabulary. She doesn't want anything easy. She wants it rough, and when you give it you her rough, then she wants it rougher. And when you don't think you can possibly fuck her harder than you are, just remember that it still isn't hard enough."

"Can we just watch the game?"

"Absolutely," Rick nodded. "I just want to make sure we're on the same page. Your mother called me Dan a few times upstairs. I think someone's on her mind..."

Dan gulped as he stared straight-ahead at the television. It looks like Caitlyn was right.

Light footsteps trekked through the kitchen a few minutes later, and the third and final member of the family entered the living room. Dan's eyes followed his mother's every moment. Her hair was disheveled, she was out of her blue jeans and now wearing a pair of old sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt, and her face appeared euphoric. She resembled a woman who'd just had her world rocked in bed for the past fifteen minutes.

Ally plopped down on the couch and quickly snuggled against her son. She raised his arm, wrapping it around her back as her head found his chest. She got herself nice and comfortable for the rest of the game.

Dan peered over to his father who had a big smirk on his face. Dad raised his eyebrows at him before turning back to the game. So this was how things were going to be from now on?

Chapter 23 -- The Comeback.

The lead sweltered to twenty-three points before Cleveland slowly but surely began to chip away at it. And now with 1:01 left in the fourth quarter, the deficit had been reduced to only three.

Ally left the warm, comfortable hold of her son's grasp a long time ago. The brunette mom was situated in a similar position as both her husband and son: on the edge of her seat. The energy radiating from the television was exhilarating. She could feel the emotions of every fan in the arena, and the intensity coming from the two men in the room only added to it. It was a sweltering mix of testosterone and aggression. Sure, they weren't playing in the game, but their masculine presence was something she fed off of. If one of them grabbed her arm and dragged her to their room right now, she would be the happiest girl alive.

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