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It was an exciting time in my life. I had just gotten married to Melinda and we had bought a new house. We were having a second story build onto the house since Melinda and I had wanted to have kids sometime soon. Because the roof of our new home had been torn off during the construction process, we were staying at my parents house for a while. My younger sister, Sarah, still lived there as well.
While it was an exciting time, but it was not without problems. Melinda was frustrated because we were spending all of our money on the house and had none left over for a proper honeymoon. We fought about this occasionally. My Mom didn't help things much; she just took Melinda's side. Mom said that if I were a worthy husband I would have found a way to take my new wife someplace nice. "What kind of husband takes his wife to his parents house for a honeymoon?" Then she would whisper to Melinda that she should have listened to her and found someone better able to take care of her rather than settling for me. Whenever my Dad was in the room and heard this kind of discussion he would just laugh. I figured that it was just a matter of being patient while waiting for the house to be finished. I didn't want to upset my parents and we needed a place to stay for while. One night after Mom's usual teasing during dinner, I decided that I wasn't in the mood to listen to it all night, yet again. So, after dinner, I quietly went upstairs to the bedroom Melinda and I were using, shut the door and read a book. A few hours later, Melinda came into the bedroom, saw me sprawled on the bed reading and smiled.
"Don't be mad Bill. Your Mom's sweet. She just wants the best for me and for our marriage. Besides, it won't be long before we have our own house." Melinda smiled again at me and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed.
I got up and changed into my pajamas and got under the covers. While I waited for Melinda, I could hear my parents getting ready for bed themselves in the room next door. I couldn't wait until the time came when I didn't have to share a wall in my bedroom with my parents. Melinda came out of the bathroom in her usual bedtime attire, a black knee length night shirt. We got into bed and turned the lights out. I kissed her on the forehead and said goodnight.
A moment later, I felt Melinda's hand on my cock. I laid still as she pulled it from my pajama bottoms and stroked it a little. While she played with it she kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I reached over and played with her tits and pulled on her nipples. She let go of my cock and I pulled her night shirt up and sucked on her hard nipples for a minute.
"Put it in me." She whispered.
As I climbed up on top of her, the bed springs squeaked loudly. "Shhh. Your parents are in the next room. They'll hear us." As quietly as I could, I climbed up onto Melinda and put my cock in her. She moaned softly on my first thrust. I thrust in harder now, and the bed squeaked loudly. There wasn't anything I could do about it. I was inside Melinda's hot, wet pussy and I wasn't about to stop now. I thrust in and out of her as hard as I could. About two or three minutes later I came inside her, pulled out and rolled over.
A few seconds later I heard both my parents laughing in the room next door.
"It's so good that your parents can still make each other laugh after all these years." Melinda said while running her fingers through the hair on my chest.
"Mmm." I moaned as I stated to drift off to sleep. A few seconds later, I heard my parents again. This time they weren't laughing. "That's it baby, suck my big cock." I could hear my Dad saying through the wall, and apparently my Mom was giving him a blow job. "That's it honey. Make me all wet so it slides into you nice and easy." "That's disgusting," Melinda whispered. "I would never do that." We listened, whether we wanted to or not, to my Mom suck my Dad's cock for at least ten minutes. My Dad would occasionally say something to encourage her and could also occasionally hear slurping noises. Then it got quiet for a minute. I thought they were done and we would get some sleep. I was wrong.
The bed springs from my parents room started to make loud squeaking noises. "Come on Mike, fuck me harder. I want your big prick all the way in me. Come on God Damn it, I know you can do it harder. Fuck Me!" My Mom was yelling from the other room. The bed springs were squeaking like mad. Then we heard my mom screaming that she was cumming. They didn't stop. They just kept going. We could hear that my Dad occasionally changed his rhythm by the sound of the bed springs. This went on for at least fifteen minutes before Melinda spoke.
"My god, they just keep going. How do they do that? You cum in two maybe three minutes. They've been going at it for fifteen minutes straight. How does your Mom keep from getting sore?" "I don't want to think about it." I answered. We didn't talk again for a while. We were forced to listen as my parents just kept on fucking in the room next door. Another fifteen minutes passed. As far as I could tell from the screams, my Mom had cum at least five times. "Let's change." My Mom said.
"What do you want?" My Dad asked her.
"I'm going to get on my hands and knees and I want you to fuck my little asshole."
"You want me to cum in your ass baby?"
"Mmm. Yeah. Fuck me in the ass and fill it with cum. I love cum in my ass." We heard a little more squeaking as they changed positions. "Oooh. That's it. Go easy, your cock is so big. It stretching my ass wide open. It feels so nasty. Now fuck me. Fuck my ass." We heard some squeaking and moaning for a while. They kept at it for a few minutes when we heard my Dad scream that he was cumming in her ass.
I don't know about Melinda, but I finally drifted off to sleep at about 3 am. I woke up around 8:30 and Melinda was already up. I showered and went downstairs. When I went into the kitchen, Melinda and my Mom were sitting at the table. My Mom was talking, though I couldn't hear what. Melinda was obviously totally absorbed in whatever my mom was saying. When they saw me they just stopped, smiled and said good morning.
"What are you two up to?" I asked.
"Nothing. Just talking." Melinda said.
Melinda and I spent the day at the house, giving directions to the contractor and looking at the progress. When we got home, we were tired. We had a quick dinner and went to bed early. Melinda wanted to make love again and I was a little tired but didn't argue. She surprised me by pulling the covers off and putting her mouth over my cock like she was going to suck it. Unfortunately, the heat and moisture from her mouth was too much for me and I came immediately. She licked my cock clean, and put it back into my pajamas. After pulling the covers up she whispered "Thanks, it wasn't bad." and went to sleep.
The next day I had some business downtown so I left Melinda with my Mom. They said they were going shopping and would check on the house on the way back.
When I got home at 4, Melinda and Mom weren't back yet. So, I showered and changed my clothes. Cleaned and refreshed, I got myself a beer and sat on the sofa to wait. A little after five, I heard them come in the door. I was stunned. Melinda was wearing a tight white skirt, a loose blouse and, obviously from the nipples poking through the material, no bra. "I see you've bought some things." I said.
"Yes, a few. Come upstairs and I'll show you."
I followed her up to the bed room and she modeled her new clothes for me. Out of modesty, I guess, she would change in the bathroom and then come in and show me rather than change in front of me. All of the outfits were far sexier that I'd seen her wear since I've known her. I didn't complain since I didn't want to discourage her. When she was done, she changed back into the outfit she had on when she came in.
I was sitting on the floor with my back against the bed when she walked up and stood in front of me. "I want you to do something for me." "Sure. Anything." I replied.
With that she grabbed the hair on the back of my head with one hand and pulled her skirt up with the other. In the second that I had after she pulled her skirt up I could see that she had shaven her pussy bald. I remember thinking that she looked so young like that. Then she pulled my face into her pussy and said "I want you to lick me. Lick my pussy for me."
She smelled awful. Not the clean smell she's had during the few times that I licked her in the past. This was something different. She pulled my hair harder, to make a point I guess. I gave her bald pussy a tentative lick. It didn't taste too bad. A little saltier that I remembered. Maybe there was some lotion left on it from when she shaved or something. I licked some more. She was really wet. Much wetter than I remembered her being before. No wonder she wanted me to lick her, she was really turned on. I kept licking and she just got wetter and wetter. More and more thick fluid poured out of her. I kept licking it up. It sure seemed salty. Eventually Melinda came, grinding her pussy in my face. After she calmed down a bit she let go of my hair and stepped back and straightened her skirt.
I looked up at her, my face dripping wet. She laughed, "You look good." I blushed and turned away. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. Standing in the door was my Mom, watching me. She had a little smirk on her face. She stared at me for a moment then turned and left.