Italianhusband69
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I used to hear dad fucking moms brains out all the time from my room. My cock would get so fucking hard... loved to jack my cock to her cries out and his grunts and growls
I used to hear dad fucking moms brains out all the time from my room. My cock would get so fucking hard... loved to jack my cock to her cries out and his grunts and growls
I wonder also if our sons here me fucking my wife they are old enough now we don’t hide it!Makes me wonder if my sons can hear my pounding my gf and different chicks wen shes not around cause we are loud
How was it?
Thanks. I have a very vivid memory of it. Hearing her was as good as seeing her honestly.Cool story bro.
Who would you have had if you could’ve joined in?I posted about this before. I was an only child...my father, like his father, great uncles, and two older brothers, had a truly "legendary" epically colossal monster horse cock with balls and a libido to match. My mother was apparently the only woman he ever met who could take all he had and...maybe...thought I don't know this for sure...her libido was at least equal to his and perhaps she was one of those rare women who is sexually insatiable. I hesitate to think of my mother as a nymphomaniac...but she certainly was for my fathers endowment.
I grew up in what now would be called a wooden, small, two story house in the south. Upstairs was a hallway...at the end of the hallway was the entrance from the hallway to the bathroom, with the next room my parents bedroom (they had a door to the bathroom from their room...the hallway door was for me to use going to the shared bathroom)...my parents bedroom shared a thin wall with my bedroom. Their headboard was against the same wall as my bed's headboard. Every night I heard my parents having sex several times for a several hours. I could hear every thing...just as if I had a chair in their room. They had sex almost...every...single...night. And every morning, about 4AM or so, they would again have sex at least twice. Again...almost...every...single...morning.
Looking back I think they didn't have sex only on those very rare occasions where one or both were somehow seriously ill with a bad cold or the flu or something. Otherwise...at least five or more times a day. And on weekends...more.
They would do it downstairs in the den, in the kitchen, the formal living room, dining room table, laundry room, patio...everywhere. Many, many, many times over those years I would come home and walk in to find them having sex on a table or a couch in the den or on the kitchen table...all the time. I would just spin on my heels and head back out, or later in life as a teen I would just detour around and come in the other door (front if I was in the back coming in the patio door) and then head up to my room. My mother and father were both very vocal during sex so I could hear them once I got in the house...so on weekends they would have sex maybe 7-9 or more times a day/night. Really...they didn't waste a lot of time watching tv or other things...just my father and mother having marathon sex.
Indeed.Oh, we can read. It's just that everyone sees your situation as so totally inappropriate, that we are attacking it from a different perspective.
So my dad got a new girlfriend and some nights I hear him fucking the shit out of her. I’m nervous cause it turns me on! I want to ask my dad what her pussy is like but I don’t want to make things awkward. Has this ever happened to anybody else?
Interesting, he realize you seen him?Never caught/heard my Dad having sex but I did catch him jerking off.
So my dad got a new girlfriend and some nights I hear him fucking the shit out of her. I’m nervous cause it turns me on! I want to ask my dad what her pussy is like but I don’t want to make things awkward. Has this ever happened to anybody else?
Interesting, he realize you seen him?