Another story that may or may not be true.

When I was younger, we moved around a lot and we eventually ended up in a very small 2 bedroom house. Well, with the layout, my parents master bedroom was next door to my bedroom. And with how I laid my room out, my bed was on the wall next to their room.

Obviously I knew my parents had sex, but living here... I slowly realized they had a lot more sex than I thought.

Almost every night, I'd hear something coming through the walls in the late hours or in the middle of the night. I'd start staying awake so I could listen and I realized I was getting turned on listening.

I could here gagging, I guess my mom choking on my dad's cock, him groaning and encouraging her. I could hear him eating her out, or more specifically I could hear her moans and wails, begging him to "Lick right there, fuck yes Charlie, right there, eat me!"

But the best was hearing them fuck. I could hear the smacking of their bodies together, their combined moans and groans, the bed creaking under them. Sometimes I could hear the headboard hitting the wall from how hard he was fucking her.

I remember one night I just couldn't help myself. I pulled my nightshirt up and spread my legs under my purple blanket. Slowly I started teasing my nipples while I heard them start their foreplay. I would get my fingers wet and tease my nipples as if someone was sucking them.

Hearing what was obviously my dad eating her, I licked my fingers and started rubbing my clit and pussy, my young hips bucking up and down slowly as I got more turned on. I kept my panting down so I could listen for all the noises through the wall. I could hear mom whimpering and crying out and at that point I knew she was getting close to cumming, I had to join her. Rubbing my clit harder, I pinched my little wet nipples and came a long with her not holding back my whimpers cause I knew she would drown them out.

Falling back in bed, I laid there shivering, my little pussy aching to be filled. I could hear them kissing and what sounded like spanks and I blushed thinking about my dad's hard hand on my ass. He had hit me before on the ass as punishment when I was bratty so I got even hotter thinking about it now.

I grabbed my trusty hairbrush that had a nice soft latex handle and I rubbed it against my pussy. Listening hard, I finally heard the groan of dad slipping into her pussy and I pushed it in, moaning softly, wondering if his dick was bigger than my brush.

I started fucking my pussy in time with what I could hear. Mom was moaning like always and I couldn't help but whisper "please daddy, fuck me harder." I kept saying things like that, fucking myself in time. I could hear the bed shaking and I fucked my pussy harder, imaging getting plowed hard.

I was getting so close, I rubbed my clit too fucking harder, my hips working up and down as if I was raising up to meet dads dick. I finally came, unable to control my moans, listening to mom cry out and dads hard grunt as he filled her pussy up. I finally collapsed and pulled my brush out, sucking it clean. I pulled my shirt down and curled up, falling asleep so easily.

 

Oh my Goodness your sexy

 

Sounds like a very true story...and I love it.

 

I'm thinking about either doing a confirmed not true follow up about how he finally fucked me. Or a more than likely true story about how I started using my mom's toys.

 

Seduce me, I mean him... lol

 

Awesome story

 

very hot

 

I just posted another story about the toys!