Date: Thu, 24 Jul 2003 16:14:15 -0500 From: leonard webb Subject: Last friday Pt.1 I lay in bed, my hand slowly moving across my stomach as I stare at the ceiling. My hand drifts lower down my body as the scene is replayed over and over in my mind. There is a stirring between my legs as my hand drifts lower still. I close my eyes as I squeeze my growing manhood through the cotton fabric of my underwear. I raise my hips and slide my boxer briefs down onto my thighs. I'm suddenly reminded that I'm not alone in bed as my wife Michelle rolls over onto her back. As usual she's passed out. Too much to drink. I stare at her as I stroke my now fully hard dick. But it's not her that I'm thinking about as I continue to stroke my hard eight inches. The images of what I witnessed a few days ago flood my mind. I can't seem to stop them, although I'm not so sure I want to now even if I could. It's not what I saw that's causing the problem. What's fuckin with me is how it's making me feel. I gently eased the sheet off of her as I recalled last Friday. I'd left work early. Arriving home I found Michelle on the sofa just as she is now passed out in a drunken stupor. I went into the kitchen and as usual found nothing prepared for dinner. Even though I loved my wife I was becoming more and more disgusted with her, or I guess I should say it was her drinking. She had to quit school in the tenth grade after I'd gotten her pregnant. I was a senior and right after graduation we got married. At twenty-one she began drinking and over the years it's gotten completely out of control. I couldn't help her with her problem and she wouldn't consider the idea of getting professional help. I was afraid that if pressed too much she might leave. It was because of our son Tony that I went along with things as they were. I loved my son very much. I had no idea what kind of issues her leaving would leave him with. So what if his mother had a problem. Sooner or later she'd see the light. Until then I'd just have to be both mother and father to our son. By now I'd completely removed the sheet from her body and I was lying on my side enjoying the little waves of pleasure my stroking hand gave me. At thirty two she looked pretty good. She's 5' 5" and about 120 pounds with big brown eyes and thick full lips. She's got a nice pair of titties thirty-two C's, huge brown nipples and an ass you could sit a glass of water on. Her soft smooth skin is the color of crude oil. I looked at her as I continued leisurely stroking my dick. A white cotton undershirt clung to her body. I could see the outline of her nipples through the soft fabric. Her dark pubic hair was visible through her white lace panties. Still slowly stroking my meat I placed my other hand on her smooth flat stomach and slipped my fingers beneath the elastic band as my mind took me back to last Friday. I was undecided as to whether I would take Tony out for dinner. He seemed to enjoy it when he and I cooked dinner for ourselves, and so did I. The door to his room was open half way. Just as I was about to enter I heard moans and heavy breathing coming from inside. "Sounds like he's jackin off." I thought to myself. I should've left and returned after he was done. Instead I stood there grinning as I listened. There was something strangely erotic about the sounds of my son jerking off and I realized it was turning me on as my own dick began to awaken. I thought about how lately I'd noticed how Tony was maturing. He looks like his mama, he'd inherited her dark velvety skin, her big brown eyes, and her kind disposition. He'd gotten his height and athleticism from me. He was already almost six foot tall and weighs 160 pounds. I suspect by the time he's finished growing he'll surpass my 6' 3". He says he wants his daddy's chest and guns. Lately I've looked upon my son's body with a great deal of fatherly pride. And as my cock started to snake it's way down my thigh pride wasn't the only thing I was feeling. I told myself that it must be because it's been so long since I had some pussy. After all it had been weeks since I'd last fucked his mama. I remembered not being able to leave my son's bedroom door as my hand moved back and forth over my wife's pussy. Yes it had been weeks since I had the pussy. Many a night I'd lie next to her and jerk myself to self satisfaction. But that shit was gettin old. Usually she was in the state she was in now, if not she was still either unable or uninterested in fucking. All of that and the smell of stale alcohol was a turn off for me anyway. Taking my hand out of her panties I started pulling them down past her hips and thighs. I figured I would have to start getting my sexual gratification elsewhere but until then...I didn't care if she was conscience or not I was gonna fuck her. Jerkin off simply wasn't going to do it for me. Not tonight. Removing her panties I spread her legs and kneeling between them I ran my hand over the coarse hairs covering her cunt. Using my fingers I spread the puffy lips of her pussy exposing the soft pink flesh. Rubbing her clit with my thumb I sank my middle finger into her warm moist depths. She stirred without waking up. I finger fucked her as my mind took me back to last Friday. My dick was almost fully hard and my heart was beginning to pound inside my chest. "Man he's really enjoying himself." I said to myself as the moans became louder. I squeezed my cock through my pants as I leaned in closer. "Ooooh...suck it!" I heard whispered. I smiled again at the thought of my son fantasizing about gettin some head. I wondered what he would say if he knew that the first time his daddy got his dick sucked it was by a man. It wasn't the last time either. Several times I've know the pleasure that only another man's mouth can give. Hell I wonder what my wife would say if she knew that her cousin Phillip sucked my dick on a regular basis during the time she was pregnant with Tony. It had been a couple of years since we'd heard from Phillip. "Sure would be nice if he was here right now." I said to myself and made a mental note to call him up. I was becoming less and less content just listening. I wanted to see what was going on on the other side of that door. Not only see but to watch. But I was afraid to look for fear that he might see me. Unzipping my pants I stuck my hand inside. My dick throbbed and felt warm to the touch as my fingers encircled it. Man that felt good. I leaned against the door jamb savoring the pleasure as I caressed and squeezed my cock. Just as I was about to pull if out of my pants I heard..."Yeah man suck that dick. Ummm that feels so damn good." My eyes popped open, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and if felt as if all the blood in my body had been replaced with ice water. It was a male voice but it wasn't Tony's. I remembered not being able to believe my own eyes as I worked my Michelle's pussy over with my fingers. I figured that even though she was completely out of it she must be gettin some pleasure out of it cause she was gettin wet. That was good because my dick was now harder than a roll of quarters and I was wantin to fuck. Looping my arms behind her knees I hoisted them into the air. Then placing the head of my dick at the entrance of her twat I lunged forward as I lay on top of her. I moaned softly as I pushed a fat six of eight inches into her. The wet, warm feeling suddenly engulfing my dick sent a wave of pleasure through me. She gasped at the sudden invasion I ignored her squirms of protest and pushed in the remaining two inches. Immediately I began fucking. After five or six thrusts she lay still. Passed out again. Again and again my ass rose and fell thrusting my dick in and out of the pussy the pleasure increasing with each thrust. "Yeah Tony suck that dick." Corey repeated again just as I peered around the door. Corey or as he was better known as "Hollywood" is on the track team with Tony. He was lying on the floor with his pants around his ankles.Tony was on his knees with his ass facing me although I couldn't see it I could tell that Tony was sucking Corey's dick by the way his head was bobbing up and down over Corey's mid section. I hadn't seen Tony's naked ass for some years but there it was right there in front of me. I could see him jerking his meat between his legs as he sucked on Corey's cock. It was then I realized Tony had inherited his mama's ass too. Like hers it was smooth round and firm. Neither one knew I was watching. Corey's eyes were clamped shut and Tony was facing away from me. I could see the back of Tony's head as it bobbed up and down and his balls bounced between his smooth thighs as he jerked his dick. Corey had his hand on Tony's ass and every time he squeezed Tony's cheeks would part exposing his puckered little asshole. My abs glistened with the juices of Michelle's pussy. "Take it." I whispered, as I closed my eyes. I wasn't talking to my wife, the one I was fucking. I was talking to my son. And it was my dick I was telling him to take."Shit! I'm gonna cum!" I remembered Corey crying out. "Take it Tony!" I hissed. My wife's pussy never felt so good. The thought of Tony sucking his friend's dick was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I remembered how Cory's body bucked and then how his back arched and how he gasped and panted loudly. My dick started to throb inside Michelle's pussy as I remembered tearing my eyes from Tony's asshole and watched Corey as he busted his nutt. I remembered how Tony sputtered while beating his meat faster as he struggled to swallow the young man's load. "Yeah that's it swallow every drop." I hissed, as my dick plowed into Michelle's pussy. I could feel my own nutt approaching as I started fucking faster. I remembered how Corey's back arced for the second time and how his fingers then slid between Tony's cheeks. "AWWWWW....DAYUMMMMM!!!!" I yelled out my dick swelled inside my wife and I started cuming as I remembered how Tony whimpered as Corey's finger disappear inside his asshole. My dick spurted again and again filling my wife's pussy with a load that I wanted to fill my son's ass with. I remembered how Tony whimpered in delight and his ass wiggled and the sight of his load splattered on the floor between his legs as Corey fucked him with his finger. I lay on top of my wife until my spent cock slipped from her well fucked cunt before rolling off of her. I'd fucked her while I fantasized about our son. And for me it was the best sex I'd had with her in a long time. I knew that was in part due to Tony. I left before either one of them realized I was there. Quickly and quietly I left the house and drove around for awhile letting everything I saw sink in. When I returned home Corey was gone and Tony was in the kitchen starting dinner. "Hey daddy." He said. "What's up baby boy." I answered, as we greeted each other with our usual chest bump. "You're home early." He said. "Yeah a little." I replied, as I headed upstairs. "I'll be down in a few minutes to help with dinner." I yelled from the top of the stairs. "Kool"! He yelled back. Closing the door to my room I quickly stripped off my clothes and lay on the bed and started jerking off. In record time stream after stream of hot cum was arcing from my cock striping my chest and stomach. Then using my drawz to clean myself I pulled a pair of baggy shorts up over my bare ass and headed back downstairs to join Tony. I still couldn't believe what I'd seen. Not that I was shocked or anything at seeing my son engaged in a sexual act. That's normal. And not the fact that he was with another boy. I guess that's normal too judging by how much he seemed to enjoy it. I guess he got that from me. It was kinda like when you see people on TV when they say "I can't believe it"! Right after they've just won the lottery or something. I knew that Tony liked sucking dick and he enjoyed the finger up his ass. I didn't know if it mattered to him if the dick he was sucking belonged to his daddy or not. I didn't know how he'd like my dick in his ass. After all my dick is a lot bigger than Corey's finger. I knew I was gonna find out how he'd like it.