“A Dayinn? Was it one of the four you pointed out to me at the beginning of the party?”
‘The four? Who else could that have been besides she and her three friends?’, Sachita wondered. Then, her eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped open as she finally caught sight of what Kevin was up to. He had discarded his shorts and briefs and was standing with his erect cock pointing towards her. She stepped back, lest she bump the door and alert their parents of their eavesdropping. Annoyance written over her face, she mouthed, “What’s the matter with you? What are you doing?”
It was not the first time she’d seen her brother naked, including multiple times during her birthday’s nudist vacation. But this was the first time she was seeing him hard and at first, she couldn’t understand his frantic gestures with his two forefingers pointing down towards his erection. ‘What did he want?’ she wondered. ‘He was surely not requesting her to blow him, was he?’ It was only when his hand began making a curving gesture, that she looked down at his rigid member and understood. It was one of the cocks as described by her mother that had gone into her ass last night, the upcurved one. As she tried to grapple with the fact that her brother had fucked her mother, she caught the last words of her father’s narration:
“… and the green Dayinn was so steamed up that she went beyond what her colour said she was willing to give. She offered me on her own accord the privilege to be the first to get into her ass.”
It was too much! The whirlpool of reactions that overtook her was such that she felt she needed a confirmation, an explanation. Amidst the emotions that engulfed her, she did not feel accusation or condemnation but foremost, an exhilaration and a sense of family bonding. Before Kevin could do anything to stop her, she opened the door wide, rushed into the dining room, exclaiming,
“Dad, you are the one who…” She stopped short at the sight that greeted her. As did Kevin walking in behind her intending to slow her down and apologise to their parents for barging in inadvertently.
Their parents had arranged their chairs to support their intimate reporting of how each had fucked someone other than their spouse. Basically side-by-side, their mother reclined against their father’s chest, while he supported her with an arm around her torso and a firm, massaging grip on her right boob. The heel of her right foot was up on the seat of her chair next to her bum, while her left leg was thrown over his right, leaving her pussy wide open, glistening with arousal. His left arm was stretched downwards, two fingers gently pinching her clit between the folds of its hood. Both were totally naked.
“Sweetie!”, Wesley exclaimed, his left hand pulling away, but his right hand keeping their mother supported. Then, seeing his son behind, “Kev! I thought you were coming back only tonight after dinner.”
For a few seconds, they all remained there like in a tableau, the only movement that of Wesley’s fingers as he mechanically squeezed Miranda’s right breast while hers massaged the left. Then slowly, Miranda straightened up, her husband disengaged his arm, and they took a normal sitting position, but made no effort to cover themselves.