Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2016 16:53:23 +0000
From: Daniel Berasaluce Frķas <arathllevi@hotmail.com>
Subject: Controlling my parents - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

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Their room was sacred for me and I walked in with wet eyes, almost crying
thinking they wanted me to spend the night in their sanctum. They told me
to choose the place I wanted to sleep in and I said.

-This is your night, mum, you're the star. I would like to see you in the
middle.

So she was in the middle, my father on the right, me on the left. Soon they
asked me what I wanted to do and I said.

-I am glad I have been invited to spend the night with you. But you as the
couple you are and will always be must be first. So, dad, I hope you are
not too tired to fuck your wife again.

-I am not tired, Greg. I will never get tired to love this wonderful woman.

Then I could see them fucking for the third time. My father went feverishly
in and with that thrust he showed his complete love for his wife. My mother
moaned and touched me, inviting my father to do the same. Now ten minutes
began of mutual madness. They were fucking, touching me all over and when I
asked them, they kissed each other fervently. I was still sweaty and they
both told me that they liked my smell accompanying my father's rhythm, a
soldier in the habitual battle of love with his wife where there was no
loser and both won. "We both love you, Greg", was the sentence I could hear
from their lips and finally my father said he could not hold it any longer
and came in my mother's pussy. Sighing deeply he asked me what now. I
mentioned I had to piss and said I preferred it was in my father's mouth
this time. He drank my piss and next he mentioned he had to piss too and
peed in my mother's mouth. Finally my mum pissed his husband. We were all
ready for the next move. They looked at me and asked me.

-I think, dad, now both of us should lick mum's cunt till she squirts.

I was first to dampen with my tongue that arousing battlefield, my mother's
vagina, and I was soon licking her clit and then I invited my father to
lick with me. Soon both our tongues were working together for Marge
Sedgwick's pleasure and she was moaning as she felt both her men pleasing
her in her most sensitive spot. My father's tongue next to mine, used to
navigate in those waters, was kissing mine and we both made love to each
other as we were making love to the most beautiful of girls. She could feel
both our tongues entangled to please her and at the same time making love
to each other. Her hot spots became hotter and her moans increased. It was
sheer happiness to feel that whenever I pleased one of my parents I was
making love to the other and now my father knew too that satisfying her
wife would be more arousing if he satisfied me at the same time. So we were
one by one but became a three-headed creature and everyone wanted to please
everyone. My mother's moans became yells and we knew she was close to
orgasm. My father and I increased our rhythm, now only focused on her clit,
and after half an hour of extreme pleasure, Marge poured in ecstasy her
aroused squirt and there were her two men drinking her hot elixir. We let
her spill all her juice and finally my dad and I merged in a warm kiss that
lasted a long time as my mother was looking at both of us and smiled.

-Are you sure you want to be fucked in the ass, mum?

-Fuck me, Greg, please.

-So turn, you wonderful girl.

I was moved seeing my mother's cheeks thus exposed to her son, waiting
excitedly to be fucked by my dick now. I assured her once and again I would
be sweetest with her than I had ever been with any girl before and I kissed
her mouth at the time I finally dared shove my penis in. She moaned and I
knew she was smiling noticing his other man's cock inside her. My father
looked aroused at me, jacked off and kissed me encouragingly. He said in
this family everybody would fuck everybody and tomorrow it would be his
turn too. I asked him whether he preferred to be fucked by Marge or by me
first, and he told me both she and I had suffered the pain of a dick one
day, and it had to be my cock first. I continued fucking my mother's hot
ass with real love. She moved her ass to accompany my thrusts and my father
couldn't stay quiet and touched me with lust. He kissed me; then he kissed
his wife; I kissed my mother too, and thus we were for twenty minutes. I
was making love to both my parents, fucking my mother but touching and
kissing my father too. My mother's ass was used to being fucked and she
repeated anal sex was pleasant for her, and now she just had her second
man's cock in her ass, that's all. I finally bathed her with my juice and
she reassured me saying she had had one of the best moments of her sexual
life and after today her ass was mine whenever I chose. My father bust his
load as we were talking. They asked me what now and I said now it should be
me who was fucked by her next. She got out of bed a moment to look for the
dildo and placed it on her hips. My father then said.

-You are so hot with a dick, Marge, my love.

-Thanks, Elliott -and addressing me-. Come on, Greg, you can turn and mum
will fuck you with her new dick.

It was so hot to know now I would be fucked by my mother. My father also
braced himself to see a girl fucking a boy for the first time in his life,
and excitedly waiting for his wife to fuck him tomorrow too. Marge finally
started fucking me and it was a glorious quarter of an hour. It could have
been longer but as she was shagging me, my dad unexpectedly started to blow
me. So I was lucky enough to be spit roasted now. It was heaven to see my
parents never got tired to please me, even simultaneously. Since my mother
was not going to cum, obviously, I could have lasted for an hour at
least. She repeated once and again it was one of her hottest experiences to
be fucking a man. But my father's mouth in my cock, spontaneously without
me having asked him to, made me blast my load sooner than I expected. I
thanked both of them and, being both still horny, they asked me for the
next move. I said now they could just touch whatever they wished of my
naked sweaty body.

Now it was my mother who began licking my balls and my father was then
excitedly savouring my sweaty pits. I could not believe I could be
experiencing so much pleasure. Soon he moved to my other pit as my mother
started first licking my cock then swallowing it and sucking me as if it
was the first time she had a cock in her mouth. I thanked both of them and
cried. But then my father started at my right foot and my mother moved to
my left one saying she would make me cum later but she wanted to savour my
perfumed feet now. After ten minutes noticing both my parents pleasing my
stinking feet, or aromatic feet for them, Elliott affectionately licked my
crack and was a while there as my mother returned to my sensitive cock and
gulped it down again. Heaven can't be more pleasant than my feelings in
that moment. I was about to bust my load then but was able to hold it a
little longer. Both their mouths were busy now or I would have kissed them,
my wet eyes a symbol of arousal and emotion. But unable to control any more
my pent up lust I finally had to fill my mum's mouth with the juice of my
pleasure. Then an orgy of mutual groping began, three aroused bodies which
now belonged to one another. I had just become the third one in their sex
and they would clearly invite me every Sunday and Monday. I still had
tomorrow to live again that parents and son carnal knowledge. I told them
now we should try and sleep something. We spoke words of joy for an hour
but finally we managed to sleep.

Breakfast next morning was now the beginning of a habitual routine. We were
naked and suddenly my father started blowing me, assuring me he had become
used to my dick and he knew he had my mum's permission to please me. My
mother said she would blow me later that very Monday. I spent almost all
day crying with real emotion, seeing how my mother got used to pleasing a
second man, her son, and that hot heterosexual man, my dad, was slowly but
surely making gay discoveries with his son that would not end. I came in my
dad's mouth as I thanked him and cried. I told them I was bursting and they
could have their usual routine of fucking on the kitchen floor and I would
piss then.

It took them now only ten minutes. I had one of my longest streams of piss
and I did something new and also pissed on my naked body for the first
time. The kitchen floor was a lake of yellow juice by the moment I pissed
both their mouths. When my father finally cummed in his wife's hot cunt, I
asked him.

-Do you feel like fucking again, Dad?

-You know I love my wife so much that I will be all day making love to
her. Do you want me to fuck her again?

-Not her, dad. I would like you to fuck me.

-Before you fuck me tonight?

-Tonight you will be fucked, hopefully, by both of us, dad. First by me, as
you asked, and next by your wife. You saw last night how she fucked me, and
now I want your dick, dad. It will be easier for me to fuck you if you
first see that I am willing to have your cock in my ass as often as you
wish. Please fuck me now, dad, when my body is also soaked in piss.

-Ok, Greg. I will.

I went on all fours there in the kitchen and felt my dad stroking my ass
cheeks with lust and finally daring to shove his penis in my burning
crack. My mother watched the scene as moved as I was, seeing how her two
men started to fuck each other. But she could not stay quiet. She had
promised she would blow me later, and she started now. So there I was,
fucked by daddy and blown by mum, in heaven again. I had asked both of them
to piss my body when they had finished their work. As soon as I felt my
father's semen bathing my crack, I cummed in my mother's mouth. Then both
of them did it simultaneously, and I could feel two streams of hot piss
bathing me all over. Now it was a whole family's fetish. Five minutes of
mopping the kitchen floor and the three of us got into the bathtub
together. With one of my hand I jacked my father off and with the one
finger of the other hand, I penetrated my mother's vagina. Thus we were for
ten minutes. My father cummed; my mother said she did not want to squirt
now; I

stroked my dick a while and also came on the bathtub. We went out, clean at
last, and put our clothes back on.

They returned to work and the rest of that day I spent studying. Not much
to tell. I was expecting Monday night when I knew I would finally fuck my
father. Meanwhile both lunch and dinner were naked meals with everybody
jacking off everybody. Both my dad and I worked together again in my
mother's clit to make her squirt before bedtime. And finally the three of
us entered our bed again.

I asked my father to place himself in the middle and I kissed him for a
long time before asking him.

-Oh, dad, are you sure?

-I've fucked both of you, Greg. Now it is my turn. And I want a real dick
first.

-Then turn, you hot man.

With his ass cheeks so exposed, he could not be cuter. My mum was meanwhile
stroking his balls and cock. I finally shoved my penis in, moved and crying
as I saw that wonderful man I had for a father surrendering his ass to his
son. He started yelling with pain but asked me to continue. It had been
easier for me the night before when I was fucking my mother in the ass,
knowing she had been fucked before. But now I had to be careful, tender,
and gentle; it was my father's first time. My mother kissed him once and
again and stroked his entire naked body. Soon my father stopped screaming
and convinced me that even if it was painful for him, he would withstand
the pain and I could finally pop his cherry.

-I really love you now, Elliott. You are the hottest man on Earth, and the
love I feel for you will defy time and will last forever -my mother told
him.

-Do you feel proud of seeing your husband fucked, Marge?

-Proud, moved and deep in love, Elliott.

-So go on, Greg. I will only have a man in my life and it will be you. Fuck
daddy.

-I really like you, dad -I said as I went deeper and deeper inside his
cavity with my cock. Soon he started moaning gently and it was a soft cry
out of emotion when he finally told me it didn't hurt him. Then I really
relaxed and piercing his ravaged flesh was now making love to his soul. He
was becoming my man too just the same as I was his man now. And my mother
was my girl and they kissed in real love. I knew I could spend my whole
life like this: with them as my only partners. It was a dream for a
bisexual man: to have a girl and a boy at the same time, both of them being
the two people I loved most in this world. I was persuaded too that it was
a dream for my mother to have two men she loved so much. And for my father
it was becoming a dream too to admit he was bisexual and just like me, he
now had everything he needed. I knew I could not go on much longer that
first time I had my father's inner sanctum for my lustful and loving
dick. I wanted to be minutes inside him now he told me it was heaven for
him to feel my dick fucking him. But I couldn't and finally I came inside
him. I was now for three minutes kissing him fondly and stroking his whole
hot body.

-You don't know what you have just made to me, Greg. The image I had of
myself has finally increased and I am a proud man. In this family now
everybody will fuck everybody. There's only one person who has not fucked
one person. Come on, Marge, get the dildo and fuck your husband.

My mother had the dildo on the bedside table tonight, knowing very well she
would have to use it again, now to enter her other man's ass. My father was
still lying on his stomach, exposing his ass to her now and offering it as
in sacrifice to his wife's cock. My mother kissed him for a long time in
the utmost of her love for him and quickly and never warning him beforehand
she slammed his arse. My father did not scream now, but thanked her and
said once and again: "come on, Marge, my love, fuck your husband now." It
was an idyll of real love between them and I could do nothing but watch
them really moved. But it was my father who suddenly made me join and
kissed my mouth with real affection. I could do no other thing than grope
him erotically, thus returning him my deep warmth. She was fucking him for
ten minutes, ten endless minutes when I could see they were living their
first days in love again. She knew that after today she would fuck him
every day. He moaned and surrendered to her with gratitude. And finally
they stopped. The three of us had fucked the other two and we had to kiss
and touch one another for minutes before we finally fell asleep.

We still keep this routine five years later. Every Sunday and Monday I go
to bed with my parents and the rest of the week I also have sex with
them. They want me to control and I really say every day what I must do
with them or they must do with each other. I have surprised them many days,
when they don't know I am watching, kissing each other anywhere and saying:
"I cannot love you more now, Elliott" or "The love I feel for you is
eternal, Marge". They know well they have passed a lot of tests with me and
they have grown in their own courage and pride.

I finally ended my secondary education. I had my bisexual needs with my
girl and my boy, my parents, and all I needed was a job now. Soon after
ending my studies, I started working with them and now I am no longer an
apprentice but one more of the selling staff. And I even finished my
sleepwalking problems though never again I pissed my parents, except on
purpose, that is, for they continued to be pig proud people and kept on
desiring everything that came from their son. I think they're in love with
me now, but I am no longer surprised.