Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 10:27:59 -0600
From: leon@hallmountain.com
Subject: The Last Time I Saw Mamma Part 4

The Last Time I Saw Mamma
Chapter 4
By: Which Master

This story is intended for people of legal age. If you do not fall into
that group you should not read the story. In addition, if you are offended
by stories of sexual activity, especially those that involve incest, you
probably shouldn't read this story. Finally, if you live in a municipality
for this type material is not legal your letter to choices; don't read this
or move to the free zone.


As I walked home from school I could still taste Richards cock. I
remembered how exciting it was to feel it grow in my mouth. I couldn't wait
until I can do it again. I really wanted him to suck on my cock. As I
rounded the corner to my house I noticed my dad's car was not in the
driveway. I knew I must have beat him home. I went around back and entered
through the door leading to the kitchen. I dropped my backpack on the table
and walked over to the refrigerator. I removed the bottle of orange juice
and set it on the table. I got a glass from the cupboard. He poured some
more shoes and put them bottle back to the refrigerator. Picturing the
orange juice down then put the glass in the sink. I picked up my backpack
and walked upstairs towards my bedroom.

I went into my bedroom and began taking off my school clothes. I have to
pee so I went to the bathroom. As I was peeing I noticed the door leading
to my dad's bedroom was open. I walked over and looked inside his room. I
noticed he had left his computer on. Wearing only my jockey shorts and my
T-shirt, I walked over to the computer. The bouncing ball of the
screensaver moving back and forth on the monitor. I tapped the
spacebar. There were several files on the desktop that looks like movies. I
double clicked on one of them.

I almost fell over backward. It was a movie that my dad was in. It looked
like it was taken in his bedroom. There was a stranger sitting on the edge
of the bed facing my dad. My dad was kneeling down in between his legs. I
watched as he stroked the other guys cock. It was huge. Then my dad leaned
forward and took the cock into his mouth. The guy sitting on the bed tilted
his head back and placed his hands on the back of my dad's head. He started
moving my dad's head up and down on his cock. Every time he pulled my dad's
head down his cock disappeared in my dad mouth. I could not believe he was
swallowing the whole thing.

I close that window and double-click on another movie. This movie had the
same stranger in it. This time my dad was on the bed. His pass was in the
air as his legs on over the bed, his knees almost touching the floor. The
stranger took something off of this in table and put it on my dad's ass
hole. He then bent forward and places content up against the hole. With one
swoop, he buried his cock in my dad's ass. My dad reached over his head and
grabbed a quill in his hands. He squeezed it tightly. He began moaning
loudly as a stranger established a rhythm. Every once in a while the
stranger would slap my dad on the ass and call him names. "Tell me why you
are such a fucking cock whore. Tell me why you are such a slut."

"Because I cock so much. I have to have cock deep in my ass, down my
throat. Fuck me David, make me your bitch." Then he grunted and moaned.

"I will you little faggit. I'm going to fuck you like the tramp you
are. You belong to me bitch, don't you?"

"Yes David, yes. I am your bitch. I need your cock in my ass." He continued
to moan as a stranger grunted. I quickly closed the window. I could not
believe my eyes. My own dad being fucked in our house. I ran back through
the bathroom into my bedroom. I wondered if I should tell my dad I saw the
movie. A little cock was getting hard thinking about that cock deep in his
ass.