Laura, as gorgeous and sexy now in her late thirties, as she had been as a nubile teenager, woke up and stretched languidly. She had been dreaming about her brother, as she so often did. She was a happily married woman with kids of her own now, yet she had never been able to forget-nor to stop frequently fantasizing about-that time when she had jerked Thad off on the front porch.
She was pleasantly stimulated this morning.
Rod, her handsome, well-hung husband, was still asleep in the big bed beside her.
She glanced at the clock on the bedside table, hoping that there would be time for a morning fuck before Rod had to leave for work.
There was, if they didn't prolong it.
Then she listened for signs of life. Laura was a loud sort of cummer and was unable to contain the sounds of pleasure when she got screwed to a crest, so she was listening to make sure that the kids were still sleeping and unlikely to overhear parental passion.
She heard no one moving about and figured they could have a fuck as long as she didn't make too damned much noise in the process.
She gently pulled the covers down and, reclining on one elbow, gazed lustfully at Rod's loins. His cock was limp, but still impressive, looping down his leg in a thick, meaty coil, heavy headed and seamed with dark veins.
His big balls, although not bloated by excitement, were fat and solid. He'd emptied them into her the night before, but he was a virile guy and they had filed up nicely again during the night.
Vowing not to make too much noise in her passion, Laura reached for his cock.
As it happened, both of her kids were already awake-and confronted with the same sort of problem that their mother was concerned with-noise.
Teenaged Jim was lying on top of the covers, contemplating his cock. He had awoken with a booming hard-on, as usual, and now he was regarding it balefully, wondering if he should toss himself off on the spot, or wait until his parents and sister had gone down to breakfast.
He knew that he always gasped quite loudly when he shot his wad off. He felt guilty about his frequent self-abuse, even worried that someone might hear his cock hissing through his skimming fist or his fuckjuice sloshing in his cumbags or splashing when he spilled it off.
He decided to wait-if he could bear it.
His sister Wendy was also awake and she had the same problem, but to a higher degree. The day before, she had sneaked into the master bedroom and found her mother's cock-shaped vibrator where the woman kept it hidden in her panty drawer. Wendy had brought the big tool back to her own room, but she hadn't had a chance to use it yet.
It made too much noise.
She had dropped her panties and fitted the dildo in her cunt, getting ready for a lovely vibrator fuck but when she thumbed the switch and activated the battery-operated device, it began to buzz loudly.
Startled, she had switched it off again.
Now she, like her brother, was lying quietly, waiting for the rest of the family to go downstairs so that she could vibrate her cunt to foam.
Wendy was a curvaceous girl who looked a lot like her mother had as a teenager and had certainly inherited Laura's lustful inclinations.
She was rubbing the dildo against her plump tits, nudging it up through her cleavage and playing the bulging knob against her nipples.
She gazed at it affectionately. It was a large and realistically fashioned tool, with a flaring cock-knob and ridges up the stalk.
It occurred to the girl that she could fuck herself with it without switching it on, the way she sometimes fucked herself with a sausage or a banana..
But it seemed a shame to use it as an inanimate object, when it had battery-powered potential, and she decided to bide her time, suffering her smoldering pussy until she got the chance to use the tool properly.
As she waited, she licked the dildo, then pushed it into her lips and sucked, pretending that it was a flesh and blood-and spunk-cock.
The vibrator tasted very interesting. Wendy pressed her nose to the knob and sniffed, then licked it again. It was fragrant and yummy.
Holy shit! she thought.
PU bet that Mom put it away without washing it, the last time she fucked herself!
The idea delighted the sexy mini and she began to suck on the cock hungrily, really turned on by the thought that she might be tasting her mother's creamy cunt.
The creamy cunt in question was spilling out plenty of girl goo at the moment, as Laura began to play with her sleeping spouse's sex tackle.
She fondled his balls and stroked his prick and that whopper began to swell and stiffen. He stirred and moaned in his slumber.
I bet he's having a lovely dream, Laura surmised. She was sorely tempted to make it a wet dream-to milk him off while he continued to sleep. It was a thing that she dearly loved to do, taking him into her soft, wet mouth and nursing ibis jizz out as he tossed and turned in slumber. If it had been a weekend, she would have.
But, as much as she loved doing it, she knew it would be frustrating today, since he would have to go to work soon and she would be left frustrated.
Since they would only have time to cum once-and quite quickly, as well-she knew that it would be better to get her rocks off at the same time that he did.
She bent over his loins, her blonde hair tumbling over her cheeks. She licked the head of his prick, then drew it into her mouth and sucked softly and skillfully, completing the hardening and swelling she had started by hand.
A trickle of pre-cum flowed into her lapper. Laura savored it on her tastebuds, then let it trickle down her throat. She loved everything about drinking cum out of cocks-the taste and the texture and the tantalizing aroma and the way a cock pulsed as it shot off in her mouth. It was hard for the horny housewife to stop blowing him now that she had whetted her appetite.
But she drew her glistening lips from his cockhead with a wistful sigh, promising herself a lovely bellyful of jizz when she got home from work.
At the moment, though, her pussy took precedence.
She yanked on his cock and Rod woke up, blinking and confused, still groggy and with his induced erotic dream still lingering in his mind.
If Laura had known what he had been dreaming about as she played with his prick and sucked on the head, she would have been thrilled to the core.
Rod had been having very taboo dream images of his sexy teenaged daughter.
Now, coming fully awake and finding his voluptuous wife lovingly caressing and coaxing his cock the man grinned a bit sheepishly, mildly embarrassed and guilty for having such a lustful dream about their daughter.
But he wasn't so guilty about it that he regretted it and, in fact, Rod knew that while he fucked the ass off his wife, he was damned well going to be still thinking about their nubile daughter.
But Laura would have understood that.
Because, as she screwed her husband she often thought about her son.