Finally! Caught Mum and Dad!

A little background. My mum and dad have always been very open about nudity, masturbation etc. Ali, my sister and I got the talk that we can masturbate pretty much anywhere we like in and around our large home. Mum even told us that she likes to do it outside the bedroom and I think both Ali and I have tried to catch her doing it. As for my sister and I, we have fully explored the delights of masturbation anywhere and everywhere. 

So, yesterday afternoon. Ali wasn’t feeling well (she suffers from horrid period pains) and had curled up in her room with a hot water bottle, and I was kicking my heels, bored. While we are a close family, we all need time apart, and it’s not unusual for us all to find separate and distant places to be. I’d watched a film in my room, listened to some music, thought about but decided not to masturbate, and went in search of company. 

My parents’ bedroom door was wide open and the room was empty. Downstairs, the den was empty, as was the kitchen, lounge and dining room. The games room was similarly deserted. I knew they hadn’t gone out because in a property this big, there are alarm buzzers that sound when any of the external doors are opened. That only left the basement garage and utility room. The basement and utility room were both empty. That only left the garage. 

So, up one flight of stairs, turn right and there was the heavy door that separates the hallway from the quadruple garage. It has a wire reinforced window, through which I could see mum leaning forward over the front of MY car, her dress up over her back and her panties stretched tight around her two legs. Dad was standing behind her fucking her! 

Strangely, it was the restriction caused by her panties preventing her opening her legs any wider that really got me going. I quite simply flooded. Maybe I should have masturbated earlier after all? Dad was holding her left shoulder with one hand and her hair with his right hand and was fucking her fast and furious. I could see his dick (his long, fat, superb dick) plunging in and out of her and even through that heavy door, I could just about hear mum almost screaming, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” Dad gave a tug on her hair and increased his pace. 

Me? Oh take a wild guess. My hand was between my legs in a heartbeat. My clit wasn’t so much throbbing as screaming for attention. 

And then....oh shit....and then....the dirtiest inclination I have ever had, and believe me, I’ve had a few in my life. Miss Brain tapped me resolutely on the shoulder. “Give it a few minutes and walk in on them.” 

Oh how much I wanted to....and Ooh, how much I argued against myself. It would be unpardonably wrong to walk in, yet how vagina-wettingly exciting! I argued back and forth, never taking my eyes off the display taking place in front of me. 

“They know they’re doing it in a public place.”

“Yes, but it’s the furthest away from the house...they just wanted a bit of a thrill.”

“That doesn’t mean it’s ok to walk in on them.”

“Maybe...maybe not. Have you considered the possibility that that’s what they want?” 

“What? One of their daughters to catch them fucking?”

“Sure! Why not? You loved it when your dad caught you about to cum on your bed. You loved it when he didn’t leave, but stayed to watch you finish. In fact that’s what MADE you cum, remember?”

“Oh yes! But even so....”

“Look...he’s almost there....he couldn’t stop now even if he wanted too.”

In the end, I reached a compromise. I simply made a small sound by touching the door handle which made dad look over in my direction. He saw me.....and smiled. He even turned a little sideways so I had a better view. And then.....ohhh.....and then, I saw the exact moment when he came inside mum. He just slammed into her and froze. Then he moved slowly and minimally in and out. I knew what he was doing, he was eking out every last drop of cum. I saw mum drop fully down over my car and I hear her long, drawn out “fuuuuuuuck” as she too orgasmed. 

Dad pulled out and I saw his semen drip onto the garage floor. He reached behind him and handed mum a towel and some wet-wipes, obviously brought with them for the purpose. Then, he kissed her so lovingly. Before turning for the door.....MY door! I felt that to run would be an insult to what I had just seen...and what he knew I had just seen. So I waited. Either he would say something or I would. I decided it would be me....anyway, he still had a very impressive semi on. The moment he shut the door behind him I flung my arms around his neck. “Oh daddy....that was utterly beautiful.” I felt his dick which he was waiting to soften before putting it away twitch against my tummy. He hugged me. “Did you like it, sweetie?” I breathed what I hoped would be a sensual, “Oh yes” into his ear. 

There was a pause before he said, “Well, I suppose you need to....” He left the sentence unfinished. I said, “I needed to before I found you both. Now I need to even more.” He smiled that heartwarming (and on occasion panty-wetting) smile of his. “Don’t let me stop you.” 

I said, “I think I might take a wander to the utility room.” He nodded. At the door leading to the stairs, I stopped and turned my head to look at him over my shoulder. I uttered two words. “Watch me?” I didn’t wait to see if he followed me. 

Somehow, I knew he would. 

Afterthoughts.

He did. He followed me down the stairs, and I wasn’t on the mood to hang around. I just sat on an old couch that’s in the room and slipped my undies off and rubbed one out as quickly as I could. The orgasm wasn’t far away and was helped by what I had just seen. Oh, and by my dad looking at me so lovingly. He watched ever move I made, and didn’t flinch, not even when Miss Brain put a naughty idea into my head. As I pushed two fingers inside me, she told me to moan a sensuous, “Oh, Daddy.” And I know better than to defy Miss Brain. She is capable of taking a perfectly good orgasm away and binning it! So, two fingers fucking myself as my dad watched, and moaning stuff like, “Oh daddy.....fuck me...ahhh, yes....just there....fuck me.” Until I was rewarded by a nice juicy cum. 

It has raised questions though. Uncomfortable ones. You see, I have come to the conclusion that I want him to touch me.....not fuck me necessarily....but definitely to touch me. Then again, I don’t want to betray mum....I suppose I already have in a way, but then when we had the ‘masturbate anywhere you like, girls’ talk, it was mum who said, in answer to my question of, “what if one of you guys sees us?” Replied with, “we’ve seen it all before, and you are both adults.” Ali even followed it up with, “Yeah, but if I caught someone Jilling off, I’d get horny.” Mum actually laughed at that. “So? It’s no big deal. If dad or I happen to see you, and it makes either of us horny, well, we can take care of that if it happens.” So maybe, who knows. 

All I know is that dad has seen me masturbate twice now. I certainly wouldn’t run screaming if I saw him masturbating...it would be an insult, I think. He certainly likes seeing me. I asked Ali if mum or dad have ever caught her, and apparently the score is both of them have. Ali didn’t like it much, which doesn’t surprise me. It turns me on beyond fucking words, but Ali just mumbled, “It was ok, I suppose.” 

So, lockdown, confined to the house for fuck knows how long, and needing a variation in masturbation. Decision made. I won’t outright ask him to touch me, but if he indicates that he’d like to, we’ll, he has seen what I like now. 

There is, however, a question...well...several that I want to ask him. I suspect from what I’ve heard through the wall that they role play sometimes using me and/or Ali as subjects....I don’t mind that in the least, but I’d like to know if dad has ever used my undies as part of it, or as part of his masturbation. I don’t mind, I just want to know.