Part 1 - Home Early
This all went down when I was away at college. I would come home to visit my family some weekends. When I did come home to visit, it was usually on Friday after my morning class.
This particular week my Friday class was canceled so I decided to drive back home a day early. The university I attended was a few hours from home, so I arrived in the early afternoon that Thursday. A day earlier than I would normally come home. A day earlier than I would have been expected.
I pulled into the driveway and noticed a vehicle parked that I did not recognize. Didn't think too much about it and went to the front door. As soon as I was inside I got a surprise that I never would have never anticipated.
Immediately I heard moaning and muffled sounds from upstairs. I quietly closed the front door. The house way quiet except the noises from above. Not sure of who or exactly what I was hearing, it took me a second to figure out that someone was upstairs fucking, and the more I listened I could tell it was my stepmother.
My instinct told me she was up there with my father. It would not be the first time that I had heard the two of them fucking, but I did not initially put two and two together. There was a vehicle parked outside that I did not recognize.
As I tiptoed up the stairs, it occurred to me. I started to hear a man’s voice, a voice that was not familiar. She was up there having sex with another man. The closer I got to the upstairs hallway, the clearer it was. My stepmother was in her bedroom, in the bed she shares with my father, getting completely railed by this unknown man. This stranger.
I was careful to stay silent. Once in the hallway I could hear everything. The door to my parents bedroom was ajar and the sounds were echoing throughout the house.
My cock started to get hard listening to my stepmom getting a good hard fuck while my father was away at work.
I always had the hots for her anyway. To be honest I had jerked off thinking of my stepmother for years. I had jerked off listing to my Dad fuck her brains out before. But this, this was something new. Too good to be true.
I pulled out my phone and decided to record it. I wanted to listen to it later. I got a good 10 minutes of audio before they were finished.
You could hear every sound, every word, every breath they took. The headboard knocking, bodies slapping, dirty talk. There was a lot of dirty talk. Things I never heard her say when she made love to my father. Filthy words I had never heard come out of her mouth.
I recorded every second up until the end.
“How do you like that cock baby?”
“Ooh yes, baby, I fucking love fucking you. I love your cock. Take me. Fuck me harder. How do you like fucking this married pussy?”
I heard her approaching orgasm, where she said “oh my god” repeatedly, dozens of times building up to the final second before announcing.
“I’m cumming!!!!”
He soon answered her.
“I’m about to cum too baby. Where do you want it? Huh? Where do you want it?”
“You can cum wherever you want baby.”
“Here sit up.” He told her.
“Get down and finish me off. “You want me to cum down your throat? Let me cum in that pretty mouth of yours. You want to taste my cum baby?”
"Oh yes." She answered him.
"How do you like that? Hmm? You dirty little girl. You like tasting your sweet pussy all over my cock?"
“Umm hmm.” She murmured. Her mouth full of his cock.
This was followed by the sounds of sucking and slurping his breath heavy as he built to orgasm, before he unloaded into my stepmother’s mouth. When he came, he grunted loudly. She slurped and licked and swallowed him.
“That's good baby. Swallow it down. Lick up every last drop. Good girl.”
My stepmother's muffled moans of approval as he filled her mouth with his spunk.
Knowing they were finished, I quietly went into my bedroom and closed the door careful not to make a sound.
Soon the visitor left and the house was silent.
I was sure that my she had figured out I was at home. The house was unusually quiet almost as if she was listening for me as much as I was listening for her. As she traced her footsteps, wondering exactly when I had come into the house. I’m sure she was wondering, if I had heard anything. If so, how much did I hear?
There in my bedroom, I listened back to the recording I had made on my earbuds. The recording was perfect, you could hear every word and noise they made. It was as if I was inside the room with them. My cock was getting hard listening to it. I hit the jackpot, I thought to myself.
But this was only the beginning.