1. Tammy Visits


    Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    acted like an echo chamber, bringing every sound from two stories up down to the basement if you got in just the right spot. It was perfect for listening in on my parents when they thought I couldn’t hear them! Still, I didn’t hear a thing and I looked back out in the garage just to be sure his SUV was there - which it was. Hmmmmmm, what were they doing – or NOT doing? Going up the basement stairs, I opened the door to the first door carefully but there was nobody around there or in the kitchen. Making my way to the entryway, I looked up the stairs but as they made a left turn about two-thirds of the way up, I couldn't see anything, nor could I hear anything either. Hmmm, what should do now? My original plan had been to strip down and go upstairs naked, surprising them such that they couldn't say anything about me hopping in bed with them. If my dad was going to fuck Tammy, then he should be doing me with her as well – or at least that’s how I saw it. Then again, when I made those plans I’d expected to hear the moaning of two people engaged in hard- core sex such that they wouldn't even notice me until I was right at the side of the bed. As quiet as the house was now, and given how virtually every square foot of this old house squeaked, the element of surprise was going to be pretty hard to obtain. Still, what did I have to lose? I slipped off my sandals, then dropped my jeans to the floor and stepped out of them. Reaching down with my arms crossed to the bottom hem, I ...
    pulled the tank top up and over my head in one fluid motion, leaving me standing completely naked in the hallway. The house was pretty cold – my dad LOVED air-conditioning, as proven by the reaction my nipples were making now as they stiffened. Like the laundry chute listening secret, another thing I’d learned by living in this house almost all of my life was how to avoid the especially squeaky spots in the hardwood steps leading to the second floor. It was like watching an Indiana Jones movie as I stepped in my bare feet from side to side, almost having to be acrobatic at times but it worked – not a sound and I was at the top of the stairs. Now that I was just a few feet from my dad’s bedroom, I was finally able to make out the low voice that was talking. “Oh yeah, that feels so good,” I heard at one point between the barely audible moans and groans. Well, at least I knew they weren't sl**ping and they WERE doing just what I’d hoped they would. The window air conditioning was raising goose bumps on my exposed skin. The house had radiators for heat and was much too old for central air- conditioning so my dad had installed a monster air-conditioner in the window which pretty well cooled the entire house if you pointed the vents in the right direction. Unfortunately, I was standing right in front of the discharge that was intended to cool the majority of the upstairs – and I was freezing! Suddenly it dawned on me that the voices I heard were not coming from my dad’s bedroom! The ...
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