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Things Are Different Now
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Things Are Different Now I woke up Saturday morning actually feeling rested after a really hard, deep sleep. What happened last night really released a lot of stress and tension for me. I openly watched my parents during a very hot, horny, nipple play fuck session, and stood there naked, covered in sweat, working my horny nipples and stroking my throbbing cock until I blew my cock juice all over their bedroom floor. They saw me and I actually think my being there put them both over the edge into a hot cum for both of them. I wasn't going to hide it anymore. I was a nipple pig, just like them. I loved and needed nipple sex all the time. I got out of bed and threw on my tight surfing shorts and headed out to get my morning cereal. Entering the kitchen, my father was sitting at the kitchen table drinking his morning coffee and reading the newspaper while my mother was at the sink with her back to us. He had on his baggy shorts and as I glanced under the table, I swore I could see the<b> foreskin </font></b>covered head of his big cock peeking out the leg of his shorts. He saw me come in and nodded and said "Morning". I turned my head and looked at my mother at the sink. She had on her skimpy, transparent, thong and mini bra that barely contained her huge tits. I could only see her from the rear but imagined her nipples poking out the thin material from the front view. My mother said "Good Morning Sugar, sleep well?" I said, "slept great" as I grabbed my cereal, a bowl, and the milk and sat next to my father. This was so strange......the previous night, I had watched a wild fuck session and jacked off and shot my cum all over their bedroom floor while they watched, and now everything is the strange normal that has become our family life. Just as I was finishing my thoughts, my mother turned from the sink with a plate of fresh cut fruit and walked over to the table. I was totally amazed by the size of her nipples. They kept getting bigger and bigger and they were poking out the material of that tiny transparent bra like 2 mountains on the ends of her huge tits. She leaned over the table to set the plate down and I so wanted to reach out and feel those tits and nipples. My father glanced up from his paper and smiled at her and acted like everything was perfectly normal, although I caught movement under the table and looked to see the head of his cock poking out the leg of his shorts and the<b> foreskin </font></b>was pulled partway back exposing a very wet head. My mother said she had grocery shopping to do, so my father and I would have the house to ourselves for the morning. Just us boys. What kind of trouble could we get into? |
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