Mera Shashank Aur Anamika Ka Pehla Threesome 8211 Part 2
- 4 years ago
- 14
- 0
Mom Has Some Explaining To Do free porn video
The summer I was finished with school and preparing for college, I asked my parents if I could take some of the old computer cpu's we had sitting in the garage to build a new gaming computer. Some of those old dinosaurs were huge enough to handle today's micro systems and allow for two strong fans for cooling. I had my choice between an old Compaq and an early behemoth from HP and all I needed to do was dust them off, open them up, and gut them.
Mom said she didn't care and Dad just asked me to make sure there weren't any family pictures or videos on the hard drives. Then he told me to destroy the drives and throw them in the electronic recycling bin at the city dump.
They were still in good condition, just terribly outdated. I lugged them both up to my bedroom where I'd set up a folding table so I'd have room to operate. I was able to plug them in and power them up easy, although it seemed forever for the system to load.
I had to remind myself that I was dealing with dinosaurs that were long past extinction. I attached a monitor, adjusted the settings and then waited for the Compaq to boot up. This was the computer that Dad had used just after finishing college. I found some family photos of my grandparents that had passed away and that was a sad discovery. I transferred them to a thumb drive for safety. I also managed to find a few short porn videos that dad must have saved. They were very amateurish and I assumed he must have found them on the old file-sharing websites from the late 90's. I saved a few on my own personal thumb drive for, um, later use.
After not finding anything else of value, I powered the CPU down, unplugged it and began to dismantle it. A few skinned knuckles and a small slice on my finger and I was soon dealing with a rather large CPU case. I was sure it was large enough for my gaming purposes, but I wanted to go ahead and check out the HP. The old HP was sleek and black and just looked better anyway.
Like with the Compaq, I hooked it up, powered it on and sat back waiting for it to boot up. Again, it was like watching paint dry as the old system made all kinds of crunching noises as it came back to life. I did another careful search of the hard drive. This was the computer they had when they first married and I found a lot of images of their honeymoon and first apartment. I shifted them over to the thumb drive and began to scan the rest of the hard drive. I found one folder titled, "Grad Work/Masters" that must have been some post-graduate work that one of them did. I knew neither parent had their Master's degree, so being curious I opened it.
I was greeted with another folder titled, "Bio-mechanics" and when I opened that one, there was a folder titled, "Bio-Engineering".
I was about to give up on this, thinking that it was some lame post-grad college work, but I went ahead and opened the last folder. It was filled with ten more folders labeled after college courses. I clicked on British Literature 431 and found some images and videos. I clicked on the first picture and got the shock of my life.
It was a picture of my mother, although it wasn't the mother that I knew. She must have been in her early twenties. She was sitting on the tailgate of a pickup truck wearing denim shorts and a yellow bikini top. Her breasts, although not overly large, were about to explode out of the bikini top. Her bare feet and tanned legs were hanging from the tailgate and she was leaning forward a bit, which only enhanced her cleavage. I didn't even realize I was hard until I had absent-mindedly reached down to adjust my erection.
The next six pictures were of my mother posing around the truck. In the last one, she was leaning over the hood facing the windshield. I guess the person taking the picture was standing in the back of the truck and leaning over the cab because you could clearly see her bare back. She was quite obviously topless but was squishing her breasts against the hood of the truck.
My heart was racing, and was about to beat right through my chest as I looked at the pictures. When I clicked on the seventh image, I nearly shot off my cum into my shorts. Mom had stood up just a bit and I was looking at her tits! She was still leaning on the hood of the truck, but she had raised up enough to let her bare breasts hang down. Pink, erect, nipples just barely visible but enough for me to see!
I literally forced myself to stop looking at the images so that I could copy them to my own personal drive. I wanted to look at these images again and again and I could only imagine what more I had to look forward to! The images alone were amazing, and I couldn't wait to see the videos! I copied each folder in the whole collection and was looking forward to seeing what was in them.
I was startled when I heard my mother just outside my door, but she was only telling me that dinner was ready. I couldn't take my eyes off of her all through dinner. She noticed, of course, but simply gave me an odd smile. I usually jumped up and helped with desert, but not that night. I had to sit at the table until my boner went down. As soon as I could be excused, I ran back up to my room.
I pulled up my personal hard drive and went to the next section of folders. When I opened the first one I was treated to a picture of my mother outside somewhere, apparently on her knees because she was looking up at a hard black man's cock. Her eyes were wide and she was nibbling on her bottom lip as if anticipating what it was going to feel like in her mouth. I couldn't see any more of her body, but it didn't look like she was wearing clothes, or at least not that bikini top.
My heart was pounding as I moved on to the next photo. Yep, you know it. She had it in her mouth. Her wet lips were wrapped around the gray-brown skin of the head of his cock. The next three pictures were more poses of her sucking on this guy's cock.
I was hard and adjusted my cock in my shorts. I clicked on the next one. A video.
Wow! The view was from above as this muscular black man fucked my mom. The contrast in their skin color was amazing. The video was two minutes long and I watched in amazement as his ass flexed each time he pumped into her. It ended with her white legs wrapping around him, her ankles locking behind his ass cheeks to hold him deep inside of her.
I closed it out and went back to the HP CPU and did a better search this time. Sure enough, I found more images and videos. These were hidden in a folder titled, "Dishwasher Instructions". That was clever. There were several folders. I clicked on one titled "Lake house".
I spent the next twenty minutes looking at pictures of my mother at a lake house. There were pictures of her topless and sunning on the bow of a boat, naked on her tummy with her bare ass showing, and swimming in the lake with her breasts floating. There was one of her holding onto a white man's cock as she was about to slide it into her mouth. I recognized Mom's wedding ring, so I knew this must be my father's cock.
There were a few videos in this folder. One was a fun one of Mom being chased around the lake house while naked. I sat there watching, mesmerized by her butt cheeks bouncing and her tits swaying as she ran away from the camera giggling loudly. Another video was her being fucked doggy style on the deck, the lake glistening in the sunlight. When he pulled out, she quickly turned around and took his cum all over her breasts and chin. I nearly came while watching her take his cum in her fingers and lick them clean. The best one of all, the one that shook me to my core, was when she was recorded stepping out of the lake totally nude and walking forward to climb up into his lap. She reached down between them and grabbed his cock, moving it around her pussy until it was moist with her juices and then she slid it inside of her. She began bouncing and swaying and I lost myself as the camera focused on her swaying tits. She leaned back a bit and cupped her breasts in her hands. "Fuck me, Josh!" she said loudly.
"Who the fuck is Josh?" I asked myself out loud. My father's name is Steve.
"What the hell was this?" I said again. There were no more pictures in the folder so I closed it out.
The next folder was titled, "Required Maintenance Disposal". It was full of pictures. I took a deep breath, adjusted my cock again, and opened one of the images.
Mom was naked and tied to a bed. She was on her back on the white sheets, legs and arms spread wide and tied to the corner posts. A dildo was sticking out of her pussy. It was thick and purple. She was smiling at the camera. I closed it and clicked on the next image. The dildo, shaped like a big purple cock, was now in her mouth and she was taking it pretty deep. All of the pictures were of her in some type of bondage. In one set, someone was pulling on her nipples and in the next one some clothespins were placed on her nipples and were obviously tight, leaving her nipples purple.
In the final photo, the ropes and clothespins were gone and she was holding onto a very large cock, larger then the one in the last folder. Again, her wedding ring was clearly seen as she stroked the cock. The man's thighs were visible and he had several tattoos of eagles and snakes. Again, this was clearly not my father. The pink head of the cock was gushing out cum and it was landing all over her face and dripping down.
Damn. That did it for me. I rubbed my cock a few times and before I could pull it out, I came in my shorts. I spasmed and spurted what must have been an hour of pent-up cum.
I cleaned up and changed clothes, but I couldn't help myself. I went to the next folder.
This one was simply labeled "Jason". It was her and a different man again. The first image was of them standing side by side in a mirror. She was wearing denim shorts and a blue tank top. She was smiling big as she held the camera pointed at their reflection. The man was naked and was either dark-skinned or very tanned. Below his six-pack abs was a very large cock. I clicked on the next image and he must have had the camera because now she was on her knees sucking his cock. Her left hand was holding his balls as she sucked it.
"Holy fucking shit!" I heard Mom's voice scream out in a hushed whisper. I'd never even heard her outside of my door as I was watching the video and images.
"What the hell, Todd?" she told me as she rushed in the room and started banging away at the keyboard, finally frantically turning off the monitor. She turned and leaned against the computer desk and crossed her arms. "Where did you find that?"
"I, umm..." I stammered. "They were on the hard drive. Dad said to check carefully so that I wouldn't delete family photos."
"Shit," she exclaimed with a heavy release of air from her chest. "Obviously no one was supposed to find those."
I was now looking at my mother in a totally different way. She was wearing a pair of white denim shorts and a yellow tank with a sports bra underneath. Her breasts were just the perfect size and her arms were pushing them upward as she pondered her next move.
"Todd," she whispered conspiratorially, "I need you to delete all of those pictures."
I gave her a questioning look with my eyebrows raised.
"You should have never seen those, "she said. "They were from a long time ago when I was a lot younger and stupid. I told your Dad years ago to delete those. I don't know why he didn't."
"Really?" I had asked, since I already knew these didn't involve Dad. Were there other images of Mom that Dad took somewhere? I reminded myself to look around better.
She jumped in a panic as we heard Dad coming up the stairs. "Just do it!" she said quickly as she rushed out the door.
"What's going on?" I heard Dad ask her as he came down the hall.
"Nothing," she said. "Just dropped off some clean clothes for Todd."
My door was now closed, but I could hear my Dad say, "Clean clothes, huh? You know, I think your clothes are dirty. Maybe you should go take them off." I knew what he was saying and so did my mother.
"Right now?" she whispered, although I could easily hear her. "Can it wait until later?"
"Nope," he responded. "I"m getting to bed early tonight so I can get some good sleep before leaving tomorrow."
I had forgot that Dad was leaving for Austin early the next morning. He liked to get on the road before the sun came up to avoid traffic.
"Now scooch!" he said and I knew that he had reached out and pinched Mom's butt like he always did.
She gave a little screech and giggle and I heard them go down the hall and close the door. I listened closely and sure enough I heard the door click as it was locked.
In the past, after I figured out they were making love, I would try and imagine them. Now, of course, I didn't have to imagine. I had just seen my Mom in action in the pictures and videos. I turned my monitor back on and found the next folder. It's title was, "Advanced Urban Economics".
This only contained a video. I clicked on it and I assumed it was Mom with the camera. She was sneaking around at what I soon recognized as my grandparent's house. In the video, she was approaching the upstairs bathroom and I heard her whisper lightly, "Now I've got you!" She pushed open the door. I was expecting to see my Dad there but the man that yelled out and began to chase after her was her older brother. He was holding a white towel in front of him, but it did nothing to conceal his nakedness.
She screamed and giggled while attempting to run away. She made it as far as her old bedroom when he caught up to her and threw her on the bed. He grabbed the camera and put it on the dresser, aiming it at the bed.
"You just can't get enough, can you?" he asked her as approached and dropped his towel.
"No," she replied huskily. "I can never get enough. Is that a problem for you?" She said this as she was lying on her back on the bed, her eyes on the thickening cock bouncing in front of her.
"Take off your clothes," he ordered her and she jumped to it. I watched as in the video she lifted up her ass and slid her jeans and panties down. She went to work on her top as he pulled her pants off the rest of the way. I saw her wedding ring again as she pulled her t-shirt off. She arched her back to reach underneath and undid her bra. She lay back down on the bed and worked the straps off of her shoulders and tossed the bra away.
"You're such a little slut," he laughed as she looked up at him.
"I am not a little slut," she argued. "I'm a petite slut, and this petite slut has missed her brother's cock."
I sat there watching as my Mom sucked her brother's cock and then laid back as he stroked and came all over her naked body. She lay there for a few seconds smearing the cum around her belly and breasts and then reached up and stroked his cock until it was hard again.
"Now that you've cum once, get over here and fuck your little sister and make it last," she ordered.
The next twenty minutes of the video was of her riding his cock, taking it doggy-style and finally just wrapping her legs around him as he took her missionary style. The camera angle captured his swinging balls as they slammed into her in time with his thrusts. The final few seconds were of him slipping out of her and turning to the camera. His cock was dripping semen and it was oozing from her pussy. His arm reached up and the camera turned off.
I watched the whole video again and again.
Then, I stood up and got naked. I got a towel and put it on my gaming chair and sat back down. I watched the video once more while stroking away at my cock. I finally just set it to play on loop. When I came, I shot cum all over my belly. It took so much out of me that I fell asleep right there in my chair.
"Todd?" I dreamed I was hearing my name being called. "Todd, honey, wake up."
I jolted awake, naked in my chair, cold cum all over me. "Take your clothes off," I heard coming from the screen.
"How do I turn this off?" I heard my mother asking.
I reached up and hit the keys to stop the loop on the video. The screen froze with the image of my mother lifting up her hips to slide down her pants.
"I'm sorry, Mom," I stammered out nervously. She was wearing her thick white terry cloth robe and I wondered if she was naked underneath it.
She let out a deep sigh and reached over to turn off the monitor.
"We'll talk about this tomorrow, okay?" she asked.
She turned and walked towards the door. I pulled the towel up and over my crotch.
"Does he know?" I asked her. She had frozen in place, with her hand on the doorknob. That's when I realized that she had come into my room, but had closed the door behind her. I guess she knew what she might find and didn't want Dad to see.
She slowly turned to me and walked back over. She hesitated in answering, so I repeated, "Mom does Dad know about these? It's obviously not him in them."
"I don't know what to say here, Todd," she replied. "These were my private business and you shouldn't have found them. No, your Dad doesn't know."
"Then it's true," I told her, "you're a fucking slut."
"Don't call me that!" she whispered loudly. "I am your mother!"
"Yeah, " I replied. "A slut mom."
"Todd!" she exclaimed, "How could you?"
"How could you?" I said loudly.
She quickly shushed me and said, "Don't wake up your father!"
"Maybe I should," I replied. "Maybe he needs to know about you."
"No!" she said loudly before catching herself. "Todd I'll explain it all in the morning after your Dad leaves."
"I want to know now," I said with a serious tone in my voice.
She sighed deeply again. "That...that woman," she began. "That woman is not me. I was...I was a different person back then. I'm better now."
"Better now?" I asked. "You say that as if you were sick or something."
"I was sick!" she said urgently. "I was sick to do all of the things I did. It was sex. I needed it. I needed it all of the time. I had always been curious about sex, and then after my body began to develop, I lost my mind over it. Literally."
"So you're better now?" I asked softly.
"Yes and no," she replied with a deep sigh. "I went to a special doctor. She explained that I have all of the markings of a nymphomaniac, but I'm not as bad as some poor women that really are diagnosed. A lot of them have terrible lives because they can't stop thinking about sex. It's not even pleasurable for some of them. Anyway, she taught me how to mostly control it. As long as I stay focused, I don't need it as bad."
I gave her a questioning look and she'd replied, "I've been good for a long time now."
"Um, Mom?" I asked and she raised her eyebrows. "The date on this video was two years ago."
"Shit, Todd!" she'd exclaimed. "What do you want from me? I'm not perfect! I got needy and your Dad was on another damned trip. I didn't want to go some bar somewhere so my brother served a purpose, just like he did when we were younger. He kept me safe."
I reached over and turned on the monitor and hit play on the video.
"You're such a little slut," I heard my uncle saying again.
Mom watched the screen, eyes focused on the action. I could hear her breathing deeply.
"Todd, I don't want you thinking bad things about me," she said. Then she rambled on about how if Dad found out about her secret, it would destroy the family. She'd lose me in a court battle. She'd lose the house. Everything would be ruined.
"Besides," she said as she ended the conversation. "You can't really call it cheating, anyway. It was my brother, not some stranger."
"Uh, Mom," I informed her. "I've seen you with three other guys."
"Shit, Todd!" she replied. "You shouldn't have seen anything! Damn it!" Tears were welling up in her pretty eyes.
"Well, there's these that I've already seen," I announced as I opened the folders to show her naked body in action, sucking and fucking.
"Oh, Todd," she whispered. "What I have I done? What have I done to you? You shouldn't see your own mother like this."
She had said it, but she didn't ask me to turn it off. She pulled up a chair and sat next to me as I clicked through the pictures and videos. I glanced over at her a few times and noticed her neck was turning a bit pink as if she was flushed. Her eyes seemed to twinkle a bit as the videos played in front of her.
"I've got a beautiful, sexy, and slutty mother," I told her softly.
"Yeah..." she said in a long sigh. "I can be very, very bad sometimes."
"Obviously," I replied. "Who were these guys?"
"Oh," she said in a dreamy state as her mind pulled up the memories. "They were just...guys. Friends I knew I could trust."
She narrarated as I clicked on a few images and videos of the different men fucking her.
"Nigel was a foreign student from Kenya," she explained. "I knew I could trust him and he wasn't ever coming back anyway."
Then she told a quick story about the other men and how crazy it had been with them. It was as if I wasn't there anymore and she was just reflecting out loud to herself.
"Your uncle, " she explained. "he was always good to me Todd. He, umm, helped through my teen years. He was so protective of me and kept me out of a lot of trouble."
"But that video wasn't that long ago," I reminded her. "Why then?"
"What happened two years ago, Todd?" she asked. "Aunt Lisa was pregnant? He needed release, and I did too."
I nodded in understanding, although it was a hell of a lot to take in.
She finally reached over and stopped me from going any further.
"Why keep the videos?" I asked her.
"Sometimes, I come back and watch them to satisfy the urge," she explained. "Porn videos don't really satisfy me, so I rely on the memories to satisfy my urges. They've kept me mostly out of trouble."
"I guess I can understand that," I told her.
"I think that's enough for tonight, baby," she whispered as she put her hot hand on my shoulder to stand up. "We can talk about this more tomorrow, okay?"
She turned to go, leaving me there half-covered with a towel and sporting a huge erection.
"Mom?" I asked her as she was about to open the door.
She turned around and said, "Yeah, baby?"
I looked at her and took a huge chance and said, "Take off your clothes."
"Todd..." she began, but I cut her off.
"Take off your robe," I repeated. "I want to see you standing there naked in front of me."
She looked back at me with hooded eyes and said softly, "Okay, baby. I guess you've earned the right."
She untied the robe and it slipped off of her shoulders, baring her breasts to me. Her eyes met my eyes.
She was absolutely gorgeous. Her breast were just the perfect size and not drooping with time. Her pink nipples were thickening as she stood there exposing herself to her son.
"All of it," I told her. "Take off that robe and stand naked in front of your son."
The robe slipped down, catching on her nipples for a second, and then it's weight pulled it down and it dropped to the floor. I was looking at the most beautiful woman in the world.
"You're so beautiful," I told her with a smile. "Now turn around and show me all of it."
I couldn't help but almost lose my breath as she slowly turned around. The view from the front was exquisite, but the side-view of her ass and breasts as she turned, and then that fantastic ass! I was breathing hard.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked as her hands came up to cup her breasts, forcing them up as if offering them to me.
I slowly stood up. The towel fell away from me and I was standing there totally naked too. I walked over to her and I watched her eyes go to my bouncing, stiff cock as I approached. I stopped inches from her. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy and her nipples were erect. The tip of my cock touched her tummy.
I leaned in closer to her and whispered, "Are you really a slut, Mom?"
She looked up at me and whispered, "I don't want to be. But, I can't help myself. What are you going to do to me?"
"I'll have to think about it," I whispered back as I leaned towards her ear, "we can talk about this tomorrow. Good night."
I reached over and turned out the light and walked to my bed.
She stood there for a minute, then I heard her pick up the robe. She opened the door and stood there in the hall light where I could see her naked body highlighted. She did a slow turn for me again showing me her naked body again. Then she walked away, still nude and carrying her robe.
I got into bed and barely touched my cock before I was shooting cum all over my abdomen. I groggily wiped myself with tissue and fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning to a flickering light in my room. The computer monitor was flashing lights that had invaded my sleep.
I sat up wearily to see that my mother was sitting in front of the computer screen.
"Mom?" I asked. "What are you doing?"
"OhTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
Aspen
- 31.07.2022
- 6
- 0
- Category:
- Incest
Mera Shashank Aur Anamika Ka Pehla Threesome 8211 Part 1
- 1 year ago
- 14
- 0
The Rakshasa s HeartChapter 4 The Rakshasa rsquo s Heart
- 2 years ago
- 28
- 0
