Saturdays at our house were usually filled with “to do lists” for each of us. Things we couldn’t or didn’t get done during the week, for whatever reason. (Read prev story)
When I opened my eyes from a blissful night’s sleep, my mind flooded with all the sexual events that I had taken part in over tag past week. With a smile and a cat-like stretch, I rolled over towards the center of the bed only to find it empty. “Mom and dad had already gotten up and I was left sleeping?” I asked myself as I rolled to the edge of the bed and planted both feet on the floor.
I stood up and went out towards the kitchen, hearing the sounds of morning dishes clanking together. With a big yawn, I entered the kitchen to meet mom at the sink rinsing off some dishes and dad sitting at the table drinking coffee. Looking around to survey the dress code for the day, I was pleased to find that we were all three still naked. It was going to be a great day.
I walked past dad with a sleepy-eyed smile and gave him a morning kiss. I usually give a morning peck on the cheek but on this new morning I kissed him on his lips, which he did not hesitate to return. “Morning handsome” running my fingers through his hair as I walked past him.
“Mmm…morning sweetheart” he replied.
“And a good morning to you sexy” I whispered in my mom’s ear as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her on the neck and she turned in my arms to face me. Our tits and bare pussies pressed together and I wiggled my hips to increase the sensation between my legs.
“Good morning babe” mom cooed. I noticed mom called me babe which is a term reserved for dad. I acknowledged this by running my hand up to her tits and giving her nipples a light squeeze. Her response was a deep breath and a slight push of her pussy towards mine. Iflesh to flesh felt so good.
“Pace yourself, it’s early still” mom said as she let out her breath.
I broke our touch and walked to the pantry to get my usual breakfast cereal. I retrieved a bowl and sat at the table where the milk was and fixed my breakfast. As I began to eat, dad asked ” what’s with that huge smile on your face?”
“Oh, just replaying some of the events that have taken place over the past week” I said as I looked up at him.
“Like what?” Mom interjected.
“Like sex with dad and you, the taste of dad’s cum, the taste of your juices, and the look in your eyes as you ate my pussy. Mom, you need some kind of an award for that tongue.” I recalled while looking aimlessly into space and then at mom.
“Your not far behind me babe” she said as she walked over to me, pulling my hair back from my face with her hand, and kissing me on my lips. She opened her mouth and my tongue met hers for a short dance then, she walked around the table and did the same to dad. Sitting down, she prepared a bowl of cereal for herself.
After a quick breakfast, I expected to have to put clothes on and do the usual housework then, I remembered mom saying to “pace yourself” earlier, that it was “early still.” I wasn’t real sure what that meant, but I liked where my mind was taking it. We rinsed our dirty dishes and put them in the dishwasher as we finished eating. Check that off the “to do” list!