My wife, Cynthia, and I are in our early thirties and living on a small farm outside the small town of Waycross, Georgia. I have an insurance agency in town, and Cynthia stays busy on the farm and raising our two kids. I’ve recently been thinking about the amazing experiences I had growing up with my parents in Waycross, where they still live, and even continuing, recent experiences. My name is Kevin, and this story will start with some recollections from my childhood.
I suppose that most people would call us rednecks, living in a small town in Georgia with blue-collar jobs, and I know that we weren’t very sophisticated. My father, Chester, is an electrical contractor, and he also has a side taxidermy business in a work shed on his property. My mother, Brenda, was a stay-at-home mother, raising my older sister, Janet, and me, as well as taking care of the contracting business’ books and payroll, which she still does.
Dad is a burly man’s man, at six feet and two inches tall and weighing about two hundred pounds, and Mom is a voluptuous woman, at five feet and seven inches tall and weighing about one hundred and fifty pounds. Her body and face remind me a lot of the actress, Christina Hendricks, and she is built like the actress too, with huge 36F, melon-sized breasts.
I remember from a young age that Mom and Dad entertained a lot, given the nature of the contracting and taxidermy businesses, sometimes having couples over, but usually men without their wives. Both of my parents are very social and outgoing, and remember a lot of drinking going on during the parties at our home. My sister, Janet, is three years older than me, and we usually had to stay in our rooms during those get togethers.
It wasn’t until I was a little older, in my early teens, that I realized that some of the men visited Mom during the day, when Dad was out on jobs, and the same men also visited on some evenings and on the weekends when Dad was home. I got to know some of the men as hunting buddies of Dad’s and taxidermy customers, and others as tradesmen, such as plumbers, carpenters, and general contractors that they both knew and interacted with in his electrical contracting business.
As it happened, there was a lot more going on at those parties and the men’s visits to our home than I previously realized. During the fall that I turned sixteen years old, starting my junior year in high school and when Janet was heading back to college in Atlanta, I was becoming a little suspicious of all the parties and other visits from men, and curious enough to find out what was going on.
Dad had gotten me an old pickup truck when I turned sixteen, and I was just starting to go out with my friends and date girls from my class in high school. It was a Friday afternoon, and Dad knew that I had plans to go out to a party with two of my friends.
He took me aside when I got home from school and said, “Have a good time with your friends tonight, Kevin. Your mother and I are having some friends over, so you can come home later than your 11:00 pm curfew if you want to. That’ll be better than sitting in your room.”
Dad had never given me a reason to stay away from home before, and I thought that would be the perfect night to snoop on them to see what was going on. I called my friends to tell them I couldn’t make it out with them, and left home about 7:00 pm, just after two of the men arrived. I parked two streets over and snuck back to the house. Our back yard is private, due to the fence and surrounding trees, and I hid in the bushes behind our patio doors.
One other man had arrived since I left home, and I knew him as Cody, one of Dad’s hunting buddies. The other two were Jackson, a general contractor, and Ted, a plumbing contractor. My parents were thirty-nine years old at that time, since they got married young, had Janet when they were twenty, and me when they were twenty-three. Cody is Dad’s age, but Jackson and Ted were in their early forties.
I clearly saw them through the patio door, and after Dad got everyone beers, they put some country music on the stereo. I was surprised when Jackson got up to dance with Mom, but it became obvious that they were very familiar with one another. He held her close and began kissing her, while rubbing her back, all the way down to and over her ass, and rubbing the side of her breast with his other hand.
Mom was wearing black yoga pants and a tight, yellow yoga tank top, and her ass and breasts looked amazing. I could hardly believe that Dad was sitting there, drinking his beer, watching while Jackson was rubbing Mom’s ass and breast, as well as kissing her deeply with his probing tongue. At first, I thought it might be because Dad was reliant on Jackson for work, but the look on Dad’s face told me that he was excited watching Mom with another man.
I was already seeing Mom in a different light, as a sexy woman and not just my mother, and when she pushed her hand down to rub Jackson’s cock through his pants, my cock started getting hard. As if that wasn’t enough, Cody moved in behind Mom, pressing his crotch to her big, beautiful ass, and he began dry-humping her right into her ass cleavage and kissing her neck, as Jackson continued kissing and rubbing her.
They danced that way for a few minutes until Cody lifted Mom’s top over her breasts, and Jackson stepped back momentarily while he pulled it off over her head. I knew that Mom is well built, but seeing her heavy bare breasts, hanging there pendulously and jiggling with an arousing, natural sag, gave me an even bigger hard on. Her brown areolas looked to be almost three inches in diameter, and her nipples are as big as the top joint of my thumb.
Jackson leaned down to fondle and alternately suck her breasts, as Cody dropped his pants and underwear, before pushing Mom’s yoga pants down, and then pushed his hard cock between her ass cheeks. He resumed humping her, with his cock partially enveloped in her lush ass crack. I had seen plenty of boys’ cocks in the showers at school, but never a grown man’s, and never one on hard. His cock is uncircumcised, eight inches long, very thick, and with a big set of balls swinging between his legs.
Dad and Ted were just sitting there watching and rubbing their crotches, as Jackson continued sucking Mom’s breasts as he pushed his hand down between Mom’s legs and began fingering her pussy. I had never seen a real pussy in the flesh, and I was aroused by Mom’s thick, pouty, labia and neatly trimmed covering of brown hair.
Jackson finally dropped his pants and underwear too, and I was impressed by his uncircumcised, thick cock that appeared to be almost nine inches long, and his massive, low-hanging balls. Mom began stroking his huge hard cock, and she had a look of total lust on her face. Looking at how quickly the kissing and intimate touching began; it was becoming even more obvious that they had been together that way many times in the past. I was beginning to realize what all the parties and visits from men had been about for all those years.
Mom, Jackson, and Cody were breathing hard and continuing fondle, suck, and hump one another, when Dad stood up, still rubbing his crotch, and said, “Come on, boys, let’s get Brenda up to the bedroom. Like always, she’s hotter than hell and ready to fuck right now.”
Their bedroom is on the second floor in the back, over the family room, and fortunately there is a trellis on the back wall of our home, next to the patio, that I climbed to get up on the patio roof. I got settled comfortably right outside their open bedroom window and knew that I’d have to be quiet while I watched and listened to them gang-fucking my mother.
Dad brought up another round of beers for everyone, and Mom laid back on the bed, with the men surrounding her, as she had undoubtedly done hundreds of times in the past. The mental anguish of finding out that my mother is and has been encouraged to be a slut to those men by my father, was somewhat alleviated by my arousal at watching them. And luckily, the bed was positioned such that I had a perfect view right between her legs.
The men, including Dad, all stripped down, and I was strangely aroused to see that all their cocks are uncircumcised, thick, and with big, low-hanging balls. I already described Jackson’s and Cody’s cocks, and was impressed seeing that Ted’s cock is over nine inches long. Dad’s cock is the shortest, at about seven inches long, but still thick and meaty.
I wasn’t experienced sexually at that time, but it was beginning to dawn on me, that despite the appearance of Mom and Dad having a happy marriage, she must have sexual needs that Dad can’t satisfy alone. I’d soon find out that is exactly the case, and the reason my mother is such a fucking slut.
Jackson moved to the head of the bed, straddling Mom’s face and feeding her his balls, as Cody and Ted laid on either side of her and began sucking her big breasts. Then Dad, moved between her legs, raising them over his back, and before moving in to suck her pussy, he said, “Just give me a minute to get Brenda lubricated for your big cock. She loves fucking you horse-hung boys, and I can’t get enough watching and participating when she does.”
I had only heard rumors about oral sex before that night, at least about men sucking pussy. Mom’s legs were spread, and I had an even better view of her thick, hairy, pussy lips, that were glistening with her juices. Dad moved in to suck her hairy gash, and I heard him slurping on her pussy from outside the window. I thought it was a little gross at first but would find out soon enough that was tame compared to what would come after she was fucked.
Dad sucked Mom’s pussy for about five minutes, and then pulled out of the way as Jackson moved between her legs. I was in awe watching his thick, nine-inch cock push between her labia, and disappear inch after inch into her adulterous cunt. Then Jackson kissed her as he pounded her, burying his cock to the balls in her pussy, with his big balls swinging and slapping against her thighs.
What a sight that was. My mother was sandwiched between two men sucking her melon-sized breasts, while another man was fucking her, and Dad was sitting in a chair by the bed stroking his cock. I couldn’t help pulling out my cock to stroke it, and it was oozing precum. I’m blessed to have a big uncut cock, about the size of Jackson’s at nine inches long, and I tried to be quiet as I sat there jacking off, while watching my mother being fucked and sucked.
Jackson fucked her for about five minutes, and I knew he was getting close to ejaculating in her when he broke their kiss, and held his cock fully inside her, as his ass clinched, balls pulled up, and I saw his perineum throbbing as he inseminated my mother.
He kept slowly stroking her with his softening cock, as he said, “Oh fuck, Brenda, I can never get enough of your sweet, slutty pussy. You really love our big cocks, and we’re happy to help you and Chester out.”
When he finally pulled his cock out of Mom, with an audible slurping sound, nothing was said as Dad moved between her legs, sucking her pussy again and obviously swallowing Jackson’s cum. I could hardly believe that my burly, manly father would do something like that, and I shot my load when I heard him slurping up Jackson’s cum. But that wasn’t all that Dad did.
He finally moved from between Mom’s legs before Cody moved in to fuck her and moved over to suck Jackson’s cock and balls clean. My Dad was really sucking his cock and balls, and I was ashamed, disappointed, and aroused, all at the same time. Then he did more. When Jackson tilted his hips back, Dad began sucking his perineum and even the bottom of Jackson’s ass crack, as Jackson tilted even farther back, while holding Dad’s head in place.
Jackson was holding Dad’s head against his perineum and ass as Dad noisily sucked and slurped him down there, as Jackson laughed and said, “Damn, Chester, I’m always amazed watching you cleaning my cum from your wife and then sucking my cock and balls clean after I breed her. And I like it even better now that you’ve developed a taste for ass.”
“It was sure lucky for the boys and me those many years ago when we found out that Brenda needs a steady diet of big cock meat and cum, and you’re so hungry and willing to clean up after us. And fuck, her breasts are biggest, heaviest, and nicest that I’ve ever sucked or fucked.
I stayed outside the window for three more hours, watching and jacking off as the men, including Dad, took turns fucking Mom. They each fucked her three times, with Dad cleaning them up after each fuck, and even sucking their asses when they pushed him down there or under them. The men alternated between sucking Mom’s breasts and having her and Dad suck their cocks and balls while they were resting between their turns breeding her.
When all the men were satiated, they went back downstairs to drink more beer, as Mom lay on the bed napping, with her legs spread and big breasts spreading out on her chest. She had a look of complete joy and satisfaction on her face. I could hardly stop watching her, as the remnants of cum from her last fuckings were oozing out of her well-used cunt. That’s my mother, and I still wanted to go in there and fuck her.
I quietly climbed down from the roof and went back to my truck, but then drove around for a while until almost midnight. The men were just leaving, and I was being a little bit facetious when I came in and said, “Hi Dad, I hope that I’m not home too late, but I wanted to give you the time you wanted for the party. Was it a good party? And, where is Mom?
Dad looked tired and was also a little woozy from the beer, and he said, “Yes, Son, it was a good party. Thanks for staying out a little later than usual. Your Mom had a little too much to drink, and she just went up to bed to sleep it off.”
My new insights into my parents’ behavior was causing me a lot of emotional turmoil. On the one hand I had lost some respect for them and was disappointed in their behavior, but on the other, I was so aroused by what I saw. I was also feeling guilty about my new, sexual attraction to Mom, and I was constantly thinking about how much I wanted to suck her big tits and fuck her.
I started watching Mom more closely around home, waiting for opportunities to look at her nice ass, prominent camel toe, and big tits, and for any visible signs of her slutty behavior. With my new perspective, I began to pick up on the sexual undertones of her behavior and comments, that I didn’t have the awareness to comprehend previously.
For example, I noticed that although she normally dresses very conservatively around the house when no other men are around, during those times when they’re having a party, or just when men are coming over at other times, she usually wears those tight yoga pants and a revealing top, as well as fixing her hair and makeup more glamorously. She was obviously preening for her big-cocked lovers and breeders.
At other times I would overhear conversations between Mom and Dad that were much more revealing with my new understanding of their lifestyle. They might be talking about a party at our home later in the evening, and Dad would say, “Be sure to wear those black yoga pants and that tight top. The boys really like it when you strut your stuff.”
It also became routine for me to watch them from the roof when they had the parties, and that’s when I realized that there are five other men, besides Jackson, Cody, and Ted, who fuck Mom on a regular basis. And all of them have cocks that are uncircumcised, thick, and at least eight inches long, with the biggest being an electrician who works for Dad, name Chet, who has a ten-inch cock.
I was paying more attention to what was happening on the weekends too. From a young age I was used to Dad having friends and taxidermy customers hanging around on Saturdays and Sundays. Sometimes they would be out in his work shed or sitting on the patio drinking beer. I was usually busy with homework or might be in and out running errands or doing things with my friends, and I hadn’t noticed that Mom was sometimes out on the patio or in the house, and at other times I wouldn’t see her for a little while.
With my new perspective, I paid more attention and found that sometimes Mom was out in the work shed for fifteen to twenty minutes at a time, or I’d see her…
