Controlling my parents

Controlling my parents - Chapter 5 – IN BED WITH MY PARENTS.

Liberty, beauty, happiness, friendship and love. Everything’s possible even among beggars. A story of beggars which is not a tragedy in my novel Lights of the Earth in lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com , or in Spanish luces-delatierra.blogspot.com . Enjoy the trilogy and feel free to make comments, non erotic comments, please.

Their room was sacred for me and I walked in with wet eyes, almost crying thinking they wanted me to spend the night in their sanctum. They told me to choose the place I wanted to sleep in and I said.

-This is your night, mum, you’re the star. I would like to see you in the middle.

So she was in the middle, my father on the right, me on the left. Soon they asked me what I wanted to do and I said.

-I am glad I have been invited to spend the night with you. But you as the couple you are and will always be must be first. So, dad, I hope you are not too tired to fuck your wife again.

-I am not tired, Greg. I will never get tired to love this wonderful woman.

Then I could see them fucking for the third time. My father went feverishly in and with that thrust he showed his complete love for his wife. My mother moaned and touched me, inviting my father to do the same. Now ten minutes began of mutual madness. They were fucking, touching me all over and when I asked them, they kissed each other fervently. I was still sweaty and they both told me that they liked my smell accompanying my father’s rhythm, a soldier in the habitual battle of love with his wife where there was no loser and both won. “We both love you, Greg”, was the sentence I could hear from their lips and finally my father said he could not hold it any longer and came in my mother’s pussy. Sighing deeply he asked me what now. I mentioned I had to piss and said I preferred it was in my father’s mouth this time. He drank my piss and next he mentioned he had to piss too and peed in my mother’s mouth. Finally my mum pissed his husband. We were all ready for the next move. They looked at me and asked me.

-I think, dad, now both of us should lick mum’s cunt till she squirts.

I was first to dampen with my tongue that arousing battlefield, my mother’s vagina, and I was soon licking her clit and then I invited my father to lick with me. Soon both our tongues were working together for Marge Sedgwick’s pleasure and she was moaning as she felt both her men pleasing her in her most sensitive spot. My father’s tongue next to mine, used to navigate in those waters, was kissing mine and we both made love to each other as we were making love to the most beautiful of girls. She could feel both our tongues entangled to please her and at the same time making love to each other. Her hot spots became hotter and her moans increased. It was sheer happiness to feel that whenever I pleased one of my parents I was making love to the other and now my father knew too that satisfying her wife would be more arousing if he satisfied me at the same time. So we were one by one but became a three-headed creature and everyone wanted to please everyone. My mother’s moans became yells and we knew she was close to orgasm. My father and I increased our rhythm, now only focused on her clit, and after half an hour of extreme pleasure, Marge poured in ecstasy her aroused squirt and there were her two men drinking her hot elixir. We let her spill all her juice and finally my dad and I merged in a warm kiss that lasted a long time as my mother was looking at both of us and smiled.

-Are you sure you want to be fucked in the ass, mum?

-Fuck me, Greg, please.

-So turn, you wonderful girl.

I was moved seeing my mother’s cheeks thus exposed to her son, waiting excitedly to be fucked by my dick now. I assured her once and again I would be sweetest with her than I had ever been with any girl before and I kissed her mouth at the time I finally dared shove my penis in. She moaned and I knew she was smiling noticing his other man’s cock inside her. My father looked aroused at me, jacked off and kissed me encouragingly. He said in this family everybody would fuck everybody and tomorrow it would be his turn too. I asked him whether he preferred to be fucked by Marge or by me first, and he told me both she and I had suffered the pain of a dick one day, and it had to be my cock first. I continued fucking my mother’s hot ass with real love. She moved her ass to accompany my thrusts and my father couldn’t stay quiet and touched me with lust. He kissed me; then he kissed his wife; I kissed my mother too, and thus we were for twenty minutes. I was making love to both my parents, fucking my mother but touching and kissing my father too. My mother’s ass was used to being fucked and she repeated anal sex was pleasant for her, and now she just had her second man’s cock in her ass, that’s all. I finally bathed her with my juice and she reassured me saying she had had one of the best moments of her sexual life and after today her ass was mine whenever I chose. My father bust his load as we were talking. They asked me what now and I said now it should be me who was fucked by her next. She got out of bed a moment to look for the dildo and placed it on her hips. My father then said.

-You are so hot with a dick, Marge, my love.

-Thanks, Elliott –and addressing me-. Come on, Greg, you can turn and mum will fuck you with her new dick.

It was so hot to know now I would be fucked by my mother. My father also braced himself to see a girl fucking a boy for the first time in his life, and excitedly waiting for his wife to fuck him tomorrow too. Marge finally started fucking me and it was a glorious quarter of an hour. It could have been longer but as she was shagging me, my dad unexpectedly started to blow me. So I was lucky enough to be spit roasted now. It was heaven to see my parents never got tired to please me, even simultaneously. Since my mother was not going to cum, obviously, I could have lasted for an hour at least. She repeated once and again it was one of her hottest experiences to be fucking a man. But my father’s mouth in my cock, spontaneously without me having asked him to, made me blast my load sooner than I expected. I thanked both of them and, being both still horny, they asked me for the next move. I said now they could just touch whatever they wished of my naked sweaty body.

Now it was my mother who began licking my balls and my father was then excitedly savouring my sweaty pits. I could not believe I could be experiencing so much pleasure. Soon he moved to my other pit as my mother started first licking my cock then swallowing it and sucking me as if it was the first time she had a cock in her mouth. I thanked both of them and cried. But then my father started at my right foot and my mother moved to my left one saying she would make me cum later but she wanted to savour my perfumed feet now. After ten minutes noticing both my parents pleasing my stinking feet, or aromatic feet for them, Elliott affectionately licked my crack and was a while there as my mother returned to my sensitive cock and gulped it down again. Heaven can’t be more pleasant than my feelings in that moment. I was about to bust my load then but was able to hold it a little longer. Both their mouths were busy now or I would have kissed them, my wet eyes a symbol of arousal and emotion. But unable to control any more my pent up lust I finally had to fill my mum’s mouth with the juice of my pleasure. Then an orgy of mutual groping began, three aroused bodies which now belonged to one another. I had just become the third one in their sex and they would clearly invite me every Sunday and Monday. I still had tomorrow to live again that parents and son carnal knowledge. I told them now we should try and sleep something. We spoke words of joy for an hour but finally we managed to sleep.

Breakfast next morning was now the beginning of a habitual routine. We were naked and suddenly my father started blowing me, assuring me he had become used to my dick and he knew he had my mum’s permission to please me. My mother said she would blow me later that very Monday. I spent almost all day crying with real emotion, seeing how my mother got used to pleasing a second man, her son, and that hot heterosexual man, my dad, was slowly but surely making gay discoveries with his son that would not end. I came in my dad’s mouth as I thanked him and cried. I told them I was bursting and they could have their usual routine of fucking on the kitchen floor and I would piss then.

It took them now only ten minutes. I had one of my longest streams of piss and I did something new and also pissed on my naked body for the first time. The kitchen floor was a lake of yellow juice by the moment I pissed both their mouths. When my father finally came in his wife’s hot cunt, I asked him.

-Do you feel like fucking again, Dad?

-You know I love my wife so much that I will be all day making love to her. Do you want me to fuck her again?

-Not her, dad. I would like you to fuck me.

-Before you fuck me tonight?

-Tonight you will be fucked, hopefully, by both of us, dad. First by me, as you asked, and next by your wife. You saw last night how she fucked me, and now I want your dick, dad. It will be easier for me to fuck you if you first see that I am willing to have your cock in my ass as often as you wish. Please fuck me now, dad, when my body is also soaked in piss.

-Ok, Greg. I will.

I went on all fours there in the kitchen and felt my dad stroking my ass cheeks with lust and finally daring to shove his penis in my burning crack. My mother watched the scene as moved as I was, seeing how her two men started to fuck each other. But she could not stay quiet. She had promised she would blow me later, and she started now. So there I was, fucked by daddy and blown by mum, in heaven again. I had asked both of them to piss my body when they had finished their work. As soon as I felt my father’s semen bathing my crack, I cummed in my mother’s mouth. Then both of them did it simultaneously, and I could feel two streams of hot piss bathing me all over. Now it was a whole family’s fetish. Five minutes of mopping the kitchen floor and the three of us got into the bathtub together. With one of my hand I jacked my father off and with the one finger of the other hand, I penetrated my mother’s vagina. Thus we were for ten minutes. My father shot his load; my mother said she did not want to squirt now; I stroked my dick a while and also came on the bathtub. We went out, clean at last, and put our clothes back on.

They returned to work and the rest of that day I spent studying. Not much to tell. I was expecting Monday night when I knew I would finally fuck my father. Meanwhile both lunch and dinner were naked meals with everybody jacking off everybody. Both my dad and I worked together again in my mother’s clit to make her squirt before bedtime. And finally the three of us entered our bed again.

I asked my father to place himself in the middle and I kissed him for a long time before asking him.

-Oh, dad, are you sure?

-I’ve fucked both of you, Greg. Now it is my turn. And I want a real dick first.

-Then turn, you hot man.

With his ass cheeks so exposed, he could not be cuter. My mum was meanwhile stroking his balls and cock. I finally shoved my penis in, moved and crying as I saw that wonderful man I had for a father surrendering his ass to his son. He started yelling with pain but asked me to continue. It had been easier for me the night before when I was fucking my mother in the ass, knowing she had been fucked before. But now I had to be careful, tender, and gentle; it was my father’s first time. My mother kissed him once and again and stroked his entire naked body. Soon my father stopped screaming and convinced me that even if it was painful for him, he would withstand the pain and I could finally pop his cherry.

-I really love you now, Elliott. You are the hottest man on Earth, and the love I feel for you will defy time and will last forever –my mother told him.

-Do you feel proud of seeing your husband fucked, Marge?

-Proud, moved and deep in love, Elliott.

-So go on, Greg. I will only have a man in my life and it will be you. Fuck daddy.

-I really like you, dad –I said as I went deeper and deeper inside his cavity with my cock. Soon he started moaning gently and it was a soft cry out of emotion when he finally told me it didn’t hurt him. Then I really relaxed and piercing his ravaged flesh was now making love to his soul. He was becoming my man too just the same as I was his man now. And my mother was my girl and they kissed in real love. I knew I could spend my whole life like this: with them as my only partners. It was a dream for a bisexual man: to have a girl and a boy at the same time, both of them being the two people I loved most in this world. I was persuaded too that it was a dream for my mother to have two men she loved so much. And for my father it was becoming a dream too to admit he was bisexual and just like me, he now had everything he needed. I knew I could not go on much longer that first time I had my father’s inner sanctum for my lustful and loving dick. I wanted to be minutes inside him now he told me it was heaven for him to feel my dick fucking him. But I couldn’t and finally I came inside him. I was now for three minutes kissing him fondly and stroking his whole hot body.

-You don’t know what you have just made to me, Greg. The image I had of myself has finally increased and I am a proud man. In this family now everybody will fuck everybody. There’s only one person who has not fucked one person. Come on, Marge, get the dildo and fuck your husband.

My mother had the dildo on the bedside table tonight, knowing very well she would have to use it again, now to enter her other man’s ass. My father was still lying on his stomach, exposing his ass to her now and offering it as in sacrifice to his wife’s cock. My mother kissed him for a long time in the utmost of her love for him and quickly and never warning him beforehand she slammed his arse. My father did not scream now, but thanked her and said once and again: “come on, Marge, my love, fuck your husband now.” It was an idyll of real love between them and I could do nothing but watch them really moved. But it was my father who suddenly made me join and kissed my mouth with real affection. I could do no other thing than grope him erotically, thus returning him my deep warmth. She was fucking him for ten minutes, ten endless minutes when I could see they were living their first days in love again. She knew that after today she would fuck him every day. He moaned and surrendered to her with gratitude. And finally they stopped. The three of us had fucked the other two and we had to kiss and touch one another for minutes before we finally fell asleep.

We still keep this routine five years later. Every Sunday and Monday I go to bed with my parents and the rest of the week I also have sex with them. They want me to control and I really say every day what I must do with them or they must do with each other. I have surprised them many days, when they don’t know I am watching, kissing each other anywhere and saying: “I cannot love you more now, Elliott” or “The love I feel for you is eternal, Marge”. They know well they have passed a lot of tests with me and they have grown in their own courage and pride.

I finally ended my secondary education. I had my bisexual needs with my girl and my boy, my parents, and all I needed was a job now. Soon after ending my studies, I started working with them and now I am no longer an apprentice but one more of the selling staff. And I even finished my sleepwalking problems though never again I pissed my parents, except on purpose, that is, for they continued to be pig proud people and kept on desiring everything that came from their son. I think they’re in love with me now, but I am no longer surprised.