Chapter 2

Tommy woke up around 7:30 hearing what he guessed was his mother opening the bathroom door. He took his opportunity to head there himself before his Dad got a chance. The sight that greeted him was not exactly what he expected. Although his mother did have her usual robe on, as she turned it became apparent that it wasn’t tied. In the gap between the two sides of the robe, Tommy got a clear view of the curve and bulge of his mother’s ample breasts. He couldn’t stop his eyes from locking onto them. They were in great shape and the slight sag only made them even more alluring to him.

On spotting Tommy, his mother made no attempt to pull the robe properly closed. She smiled wishing him, “Good morning darling!” Tommy allowed his eyes to wander further, taking in the way her meaty, swollen nipples pushed through the fabric, just covered by the edges of the material. Daring to look down, her neatly trimmed pussy was also just peeking out at him.

“Did you sleep well?” his Mother asked. A barely detectable smile briefly swept across her face as she lapped up the complement of his attention. She walked slowly towards him along the hall, the motion causing her robe to part a little more giving him a better view of the delights underneath.

Trying to keep himself together, Tommy managed to respond, “Yes, great thanks Mum. How about you?” Tommy had regained enough control to be able to detect her amusement as she thought back to the night before.

“Like a log, I was kind of worn out.” she smiled more openly. Tommy couldn’t believe that she was acting as if this was nothing out of the ordinary. As she passed him, she gave him a peck on the cheek; he managed to stop himself from jumping as her left tit gently grazed his arm.

Looking back, she said, “I’m heading back to bed for a bit.” and absently lifted her left hand up to her right breast, gently stroking the bump created by her nipple. She grinned again, “I’ll see you a bit later, honey.” she added, then headed back to her room.

Tommy quickly dashed into the bathroom and shut and locked the door behind him. He’d completely forgotten his need to piss and just sat on the seat reeling from what he’d just experienced. It wasn’t unusual for his Mother to dress sexily or to be flirtatious occasionally, but he’d never seen anything like this.

After 5 minutes or so, he had composed himself a little, although he once again had this issue of a rampant erection. He decided to head back to his room. Leaving the bathroom, he immediately saw that his Mum hadn’t properly closed their bedroom door behind her. It was only open a small amount, like it hadn’t really been pushed back properly after her.

He noiselessly stalked across the landing, stopping as he reached the door. Unfortunately the gap still didn’t make spying possible, but he pressed his ear to it. He could hear his father’s breathing, obviously still asleep. But, over that he could hear sticky sounds and gentle moans. His mother was quite unsubtly getting herself off next to her sleeping husband.

Tommy knew his parents must have masturbated. Mum had sex toys and Dad had his porn collection, but he’d never really noticed it happening before.

He was again taken by his Mother’s indiscreet moans and the squelching sound of her manipulating her soaking pussy. As time passed, the intensity of her noises steadily rose, she was clearly getting close and he heard his Dad stir. Delighted that her husband was awake, his Mum purred, “Morning big boy, fancy picking up where we left off last night?” They kissed and Tommy guessed his Mum must have immediately climbed on top of his Dad. She let out a loud, “coooo!” as she sank onto his morning wood and started riding him.

Tommy was well used to how verbal his parents could get. This morning, his mum took this to a new level as she started riding his father, “mmmmm you’re already so hard, this is exactly what I need.” Then, following a string of groans, she told his Dad that she wanted him to, “suck my big titties!” It was almost as clear as if Tommy could see his Father obliging this demand.

His Mum approached her climax quite quickly, telling his dad to, “make me cum, make me cum so hard!” over and over. Her climax tore through her and with a final, “cumming!!!” she shrieked her way through her orgasm.

This was the most intense thing Tommy had ever heard. He was rock solid and wanking like his life depended on it. Without the closed door as a barrier, he fought to keep quiet, but realised that they were so absorbed in their own pleasure that he probably didn’t need to be too careful. Following her orgasm, his Mum didn’t appear to stop riding his Dad, she simply told him, “I need you to cum in me now Daddy.” She encouraged him over and over as she pounded herself up and down on his dick, milking it until Tommy heard his father finally release, much to her glee.

Tommy slipped his still hard cock back into his pyjama bottoms and slid silently downstairs to get a drink. He guessed his father would probably be heading to the bathroom soon and wanted to be as far from the action as possible to save any embarrassment about the bedroom door being open. 

Tommy tensed slightly as he heard his father enter the kitchen shortly after him. “Morning son,” he said cheerfully, “sleep well?”

Tommy took a sip of his drink and readied himself to play it completely cool. He turned to return his Father’s greeting and nearly dropped his glass in shock. His father was stood there, bollock naked, his fat cock semi-hard and glistening with juice from his morning fuck. Tommy quickly realised that his mother’s coital comments about his dad’s size weren’t merely encouragement. Even in its current state it stood out a good way, but it was the thickness of it was unbelievable. He realised that it was wide enough that someone with dainty hands, like his Mum, probably wouldn’t be able to wrap their fingers and thumb all the way around it.

As if to draw Tommy’s attention to this fact, his Dad gave himself a casual stroke. His happiness was very apparent as he told Tommy that, “Your mother has promised to help me deal with this in a minute, I just needed some water first.” Having filled a glass from the tap, his Dad turned and headed back upstairs. Tommy realised that he hadn’t even spoken to his Father, which didn’t seem to matter as his Dad was so eager to get back to the job in hand.

Tommy quickly followed, just far enough behind to keep out of sight. At the top of the stairs, his Dad turned into their bedroom, his glass in one hand and his growing dick in the other. The door swung back lazily behind him, his Dad having not really given any attention to ensuring it was shut. Tommy was just half way up the stairs when he picked up the buzzing sound of his mother’s vibrator. She had been entertaining herself while his dad was absent. “Are you ready for a big mouthful babe?” he heard his Dad ask.

The sound of his Mother moving on the bed was accompanied by her enthusiastic response, “Oh yummy, Daddy!” It then sounded like his Father fairly unceremoniously thrust his dick straight into his Mother’s mouth, making her groan as he did so.

Tommy reached the open bedroom door and was stunned as the sound of his dad forcefully face fucking his Mother drifted out of their room. From the sound of her muffled moans and squeals, Tommy could tell she was loving it, or at least she was loving the effect of the vibrator. Tommy barely kept himself from shooting another load as his Mum came powerfully with Dad’s cock in her mouth. Hearing her then pop it out and instructing him to, “Cum all over Mummy’s big titties and face!” was just too much and Tommy shot a sizable load all over the floor and wall outside their room.

He was wrapped in the ecstasy of his own climax as his Father growled over and over, his Mum encouraging him the whole time. “Fuck, look how much cum there is”, she chirped, “mmmm you’re covering Mummy’s tits so good”. With one last gasp, his Dad finished what has appeared an eternal cumshot. His Mother giggled playfully, “Look, its all in my hair too!”

After a pause to catch their breath, they got down to one more, hard, intense fuck. Tommy was astounded by how they could be ready for that so soon after both climaxing repeatedly already. It sounded like Tommy’s dad was on top, really pumping his cock into his wife. The heavy pounding made the bed squeak and Tommy could hear his father’s balls slapping against his Mum as she screamed with pleasure.

This session very quickly built to orgasmic levels, his Mum making the usual announcement that she was cumming which sent dad over the edge into another long, hard climax perfectly synchronised with hers. It sounded as if, after this, they simply collapsed where they were. He heard him Mum whisper, “oh fuck, I needed that.” as she caught her breath.

Tommy did his best to clear up the mess he’d made as he listened to this final chapter of their morning session. He realised that his own desire to cum was back with a vengeance. He wondered if this was the result of what he had just heard or whether he too was subject to the effects of the enzymes being pumped out into their room.

He sneaked back into his room before his parents’ horniness finally subsided enough for them to get up. His mum crossed back to the bathroom and he heard the shower switch on. She again, idly left the door wide open behind her. Shortly afterward he heard his Dad’s footsteps move around their room and finally head downstairs.

Tommy stepped out of his room a few minutes later, intending to follow his Dad. From his bedroom, he could see directly through the open bathroom door. He did a double take as his Mother’s head and shoulders came into view. She was bending to dry her legs and feet and smiled as she caught his eye. “Hi baby!” she called and gave him a little wave. This action brought one of her heavy tits into view, setting it swinging. Tommy grinned vacantly as he soaked up the hypnotic vision in front of him, then hurried away downstairs.

The little nagging voice in his head questioning whether any of this was a good idea was back doing battle with the louder voice demanding he push things further.

Tommy anxiously stepped into the kitchen, but things were actually pretty normal. His dad was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. He was unshaven and his thick, dark hair was still messy. He again wished Tommy a good morning as he set up the coffee machine and filled the toaster.

It was only when his father turned around, that it became glaringly obvious that his dick was still semi-hard in his sweatpants. His Dad wandered around the kitchen, and Tommy struggled to maintain the idle morning small talk with him. His Father’s distracting tent proudly stood in front of him. Tommy almost completely lost the thread of conversation as his Dad reached down at one point to adjust his bulge, causing it to swell a little more.

Despite this, everything else was completely casual. After a while, Tommy’s Mum joined them. She had a pair of jeans on that fitted her curves very well and a clingy t-shirt to top it off. This was a fairly normal, casual outfit for his Mother, the only unusual aspect being that she was quite obviously braless. The motion under her shirt and the visibility of her nipples was very difficult to ignore.

“Mmmmm, I’m ravenous!” she chimed, grabbing some toast and buttering it, “must be all that strenuous activity!” She giggled and shot Tommy’s Dad a knowing look.

His father, who was making no secret about where his attention was focused, exclaimed, “Wow love, your tits look great!” He reached out and gave one of Tommy’s Mum’s boobs a squeeze through her top, which made her giggle. He then turned to Tommy and said, “Your Mum has cracking tits doesn’t she?”

Tommy hesitated at the directness of his Father’s question and before he could formulate a response his Mum chipped in, “I’ll tell you who does like them, your mate Kevin, he can barely take his eyes off them when he’s here.” She laughed again and intentionally gave her chest a little jiggle for emphasis, feeling a real thrill as the two men were once again drawn to the motion under her shirt.

She was correct, Tommy’s friend, Kevin, was constantly making teasing comments to Tommy about his Mum. Tommy found it incredibly hot to find out that she had noticed his attention. Throughout breakfast, his parents were a little more touchy-feely than usual and their comments were more direct and open. One or the other of them dropping some kind of sexual innuendo to the other every couple of mouthfuls it seemed, then laughing, always including Tommy in the joke.

As they got their fill of breakfast, all of this subsided slightly. Tommy assumed that these residual effects from the vapouriser were gradually weakening now that they had moved away from it.

“Mmmm, I think I’m kind-of full…. for now!” his Mum laughed, finishing her last mouthful of toast and seductively licking the butter from her fingers. She told them that she had a few errands to run and would be out for a few hours. Tommy’s Dad said that he was working from home, which made her smile cheekily, joking that, “wanking from home”, was probably more likely while she was out. She reached over and gave his semi a playful squeeze before grabbing what she needed and leaving the house. Meanwhile, Tommy’s Dad headed back into the bedroom, taking a little while to sort out some papers he needed from his work bag.

The sexually charged breakfast left Tommy ready for more. The devil on his shoulder had again won the battle. He realised that another vapouriser downstairs would give him a better idea of the effects and hopefully some more uninhibited action.

While his Dad was in their bedroom, Tommy slipped back to his own room. He grabbed and downed one of the antidote pills and collected a second unit. He could hear his Dad still rummaging in his bag and cursing quietly to himself. This was a good opportunity.

He hurried quietly back to the living room, plugging the vapouriser into a socket conveniently hidden behind the sofa his parents usually shared when they were watching TV. He couldn’t resist opening the vent a little more than he had with the other one.

He was wedged uncomfortably down the back of the sofa when he heard his Dad’s hurried footsteps on the landing above him. “Oh Fuck!” he thought, quickly pulling himself out and sitting as casually on the sofa as he could manage. Fortunately, his Dad was just crossing to the office having clearly collected everything he needed.

Tommy just sat for a little while, catching his breath and once again considering what he was doing. What if he pushed things too far? His parents were already displaying some exhibitionist tendencies he’d never seen before. He didn’t really want them wandering around the streets naked or fucking in the front garden. His cock leapt a little as these thoughts crossed his mind and he was reminded of what a filthy pervert he was. He reassured himself reflecting on of the way the effects subsided when out of range of the vapourisers. He had definitely convinced himself to carry on experimenting.

He wondered about opening up the unit in his parents’ room a little more, but guessed that before he did it, he should check his Dad was absorbed in his work. Under the pretence of seeing whether his Dad wanted anything, he headed into the office.

It was only as he passed through the open door that the shrill moaning sounds hit him. He found his Dad sat at the desk, sweat pants round his ankles, his massive, angry cock clenched firmly in his fist. He was working it enthusiastically as he watched a busty, blonde young woman riding on a well-endowed man on his laptop screen. Tommy’s Mum hadn’t been wrong about what was going to be happening in her absence.

Detecting Tommy’s presence, his Dad looked up and smiled. “Oh, hi mate,” he said, slightly breathless, “it’s always so hard to concentrate when you’re boned up.” He slowed his activity a little but there was no way he was going to stop despite his Son’s presence in the room.

Tommy tried to match his Dad’s relaxed attitude to this situation. “I’m just…” he started but was cut-off by his Dad enthusiastically drawing his attention to the screen.

“Do you know this girl?” He asked, “I love her movies. Her tits are just spectacular.” Tommy noticed him pick up the pace of his self-gratification as he spoke.

Tommy did recognise the porn star on the screen. His heart was again racing at this situation, but he managed to reply, “Yeah, she’s really hot.”

“Fuck yes,” his Dad responded with a little grunt, “I jerk off to her a lot. She kind-of reminds me of that friend of yours, Hannah”.

Tommy had noted the passing resemblance between the two in the past. Her long straight blonde hair, vivid blue eyes and overstacked tits emphasised by her delicate frame were very similar. He had known Hannah for many years. She was a really cool person, but despite his attempts, he’d never got anywhere with her.

“I mean look.” his Dad continued, flicking to another open tab on his browser which brought up a picture from Hannah’s social media. It featured Hannah on holiday with two other girls Tommy knew. All looked amazing in their bikinis with Hannah tits dominating the scene.

Snooping in his Dad’s browser history, had already told Tommy that his Dad had accessed stuff like this. However, this laid it extremely bare. He was again in a quandary about whether to flee the scene or to push. Tommy knew he would have to be brave about all this if he was going through with his experiments, so he readied himself and engaged. “I know what you mean, Dad,” he added, “They’ve got the same… eyes!”

His Dad chuckled at the innuendo, then pointed to the taller, slimmer brunette to Hannah’s left. “I find Jenny quite appealing too, despite her tits not being quite so impressive.” he said sleazily, “You’ve had a few goes with her haven’t you?”

None of these lines of questioning had been expected, but this enquiry about Tommy’s own sex life was added to the surprise. Part of Tommy was now screaming for him to get out of there, but he was determined to carry on. “Yeah, she’s very hot stuff. But there’s not many guys I know who haven’t, to be honest, Dad.”

Tommy’s Dad worked himself a little harder, his rosy cheeks glowing a little more. He groaned at the suggestion that Jenny was probably a bit slutty. Meanwhile, Tommy was busy considering how his Dad knew that he and Jenny had fucked a few times. Was he also indulging in a bit of voyeurism at home?

“Sorry if we were a bit loud.” Tommy laughed.

“nnng, well it’s nice of you to give me a return show every now and again.” His Dad replied, giving Tommy a cheeky wink.  

Tommy was going to need some time to unpick this, but thought he’d drop in one last comment. “Jenny once told me she’d love to have a go with you one day.” He was sharing a tit-bit from a drunken conversation he and Jenny had had a while back.

This idea was too much for Tommy’s Dad, his eyes fixed again on Jenny and Hannah on his screen and he let out a long, “ahhhhh” as five sizable streams of spunk shot out of his pulsing cock head all over the t-shirt he was wearing. On the final shot, he glanced over to check Tommy was watching, moaning a little louder as he did so, then slumped back in his chair.

“Fuck that’s better,” he panted, “I might actually be able to concentrate on this work.” After a moment composing himself, he added, “Sorry, I should’ve invited you to join me.” having clearly noticed Tommy’s own prominent bulge in his pants.

“Another time Dad.” Tommy responded, still somehow keeping it calm. He withdrew quickly from the room and headed to his own. Lying back on the bed, he ran over the events of the last… had it not even been 24 hours yet? He decided that adjusting the bedroom vapouriser might be best left until he had seen the effects of the one installed downstairs. He stretched back on his bed, breathing deeply and trying to ignore an undercurrent of concern about what could happen next.

To be continued…