My name is Joey. I am in school. I had come home for a surprise weekend visit because classes ended early on Friday. I was excited to see my mom and dad. Little did I know I was about to see something that would change everything.
It was around 3 PM when I reached our house. I opened the front door quietly with my key and stepped inside. The house was strangely quiet at first. Then I heard sounds coming from upstairs – soft moaning and the bed creaking.
My heart started beating fast. I thought maybe my parents were having some private time. But Dad’s car was not in the driveway. He was supposed to be at work.
I walked slowly up the stairs, trying not to make any noise. The moans were getting louder. The door of my parents’ bedroom was slightly open. I stopped outside and peeked through the small gap.
What I saw shocked me completely.
My mom was on her back on the bed, completely naked. Her legs were wide open. On top of her was Uncle Mike—my dad’s best friend. He was fucking her hard. His thick cock was sliding in and out of her pussy. Mom’s big breasts were bouncing.
Mike grunted and pounded her faster. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room. Mom’s face was red with pleasure.
I stood there frozen, unable to move. I knew I should walk away, but I couldn’t. My feet felt stuck. My cock became rock hard inside my jeans as I watched them.
Mike flipped Mom over and pulled her hips up so she was on all fours. He entered her from behind in one strong push. Mom cried out in pleasure.
Mike grabbed her waist and fucked her like an animal. I could see his heavy balls slapping against her. Mom’s pussy was wet and shining. She pushed back against him, wanting more.
After some minutes, Mike groaned loudly. “I’m going to cum!”
“Cum inside me!” Mom begged.
Mike pushed deep and came hard. I could see his cock pulsing as he filled my mom’s pussy with his cum.
I stayed in my room for some time, trying to understand what I had seen. My mom was cheating on Dad with his best friend. Part of me felt angry, but another part felt strangely aroused. The image of Mom’s naked body and her moaning face kept playing in my mind.
I went downstairs to my room pretending nothing happened. After Mom has seen Mike off, I come out from my room to the kitchen, where my mom is preparing dinner. She was wearing a simple sundress that showed her full breasts and curvy hips. Her face was still a little flushed.
“Joey! Sweetheart, you’re home! ” she said happily and hugged me tight. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against my chest. My cock twitched again.
“Hi Mom. I came early as a surprise,” I replied, trying to sound normal.
We talked about school and normal things. Dad came home around 7:30 PM. Watching them sit together at the table like nothing happened felt weird. Mom served food to him and smiled normally.
But under the table, my mind kept remembering how Mike’s cock looked sliding into her.
That night I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about what I saw.
On Saturday morning, the next morning, Dad left early for work. He had a big project and said he would be back late.
I pretended to sleep longer. Around 9 AM, I heard Mom’s phone ring. She was talking softly. Ten minutes later, Mike’s car arrived again.
I went to my usual spot near the bedroom door.
This time they were even wilder. Mom was sucking Mike’s cock with hunger. She took him deep into her throat, making wet sounds. Mike held her red hair and fucked her mouth gently.
“You love my cock more than your husband’s, don’t you?” Mike asked.
Mom looked up at him with naughty eyes. “Yes… it’s much bigger and thicker.”
Mike then lay on the bed. Mom climbed on top and rode him. Her big breasts bounced up and down as she fucked him fast. She moaned without control.
I watched every detail—how her pussy stretched around his thick cock, how her juices ran down his balls, how her face twisted in pleasure when she came.
They changed positions many times. Missionary, doggy, spooning—they fucked for almost 40 minutes.
For the rest of the weekend, I acted normal. But inside I was fighting many feelings. I loved my mom, but seeing her like this turned me on more than anything. I started noticing her body differently—her full ass when she walked, her nipples poking through her t-shirt in the morning, and the way she smiled at Mike when Dad wasn’t looking.
On Sunday afternoon, before I left for school, Mom came to my room to say goodbye. She sat on my bed and hugged me.
“I’m so happy you came home, Joey. I missed you,” she said softly.
I hugged her back, but my mind was full of the images of her getting fucked. I felt guilty but couldn’t stop it.
That night when I reached back to college, I wrote down everything in my secret diary. I couldn’t tell anyone. Not my friends, not my dad. This would stay my secret forever.
But I knew one thing – next time I come home, I will try to catch them again.