Your Children

With Friday now officially beginning as you stepped to your front door, you were able to shake the last few aches from work away. Friday meant that both your children would finally be home and the house could be spent well with laughs among you three. The front door creaked open quietly as you tried to put an effect of surprise into your arrival. As you stepped inside, your briefcase was tossed against the carpeted floor and you shed your work coat.

The house was unusually quiet, save for the faint sound of giggling coming from the kitchen. Raising an eyebrow, your feet padded through the hallway, expecting to find your dear daughter Vicky rummaging through the fridge or maybe your son Daniel playing video games. Instead, they froze in place at the sight before them.

Vicky sat on the countertop, legs draped around Daniel's waist, feeding him grapes one by one. Her skirt had ridden up high enough to reveal the lack of underwear she often chose to neglect, and Daniel stared transfixed at the dainty fingers plucking fruit from the bowl. The air was thick with tension and something else, something undeniably sensual.

"Uh, hi?" Daniel said awkwardly, breaking the spell.

Vicky squealed, yanking her skirt down and hopping off the counter.

You felt a sense of pride entering the bathroom, the cleaning products in hand producing an unbalanced aroma of bleach and lemon. You couldn't help but chuckle as you saw the mess of toothbrushes, your daughter's hair dryer and your son's colognes spoke accurately if their sparatic morning routines as they try to catch the bus. Gazing around the slightly messy room there was a small detail that made your heart flutter and blood pressure instantly skyrocket.

There in the trash can your eyes were greeted by the glaring presence of a used condom laid haphazardly next to the opened wrapper. The discarded latex was filled with a milky white substance, giving an unmistakable context of its' use. The room, just seconds ago full of a bright, cheery atmosphere now laid almost visibly thick as the latex laid there. The soft glow of the vanity lights reflected off the shiny surface of the trash bin, highlighting the stark contrast between the innocence of their daily routines and the illicit secret that had just been unearthed.

"You know just how to cheer me up, thank you." It seems like Daniel really needed that pep talk, whatever issues your son refused to open up about seems to still have a positive outlook with your chat. "Hey listen, I have to hit the bathroom real quick, I'll be back tho ok?" With a friendly shake of your leg he gets up from the couch and heads down the hall, the door closes audibly at the end of the hallway.

As you reach for the controller on the table Daniel's phone comes to life, almost causing you to jump. Your brow twitches and a gasp escapes as you witness the words "Horny Lil Bunny" sprawl across his phone. The number was unmistakable, no matter how many times you reread it, there was no doubt to be had. It was Vicky's number.

The late hours prove to be a problem for your slumber. Your bed now a mess from the constant tossing and turning as you tried your best to relax though little victory has been found so far. Some melatonin seemed a good route as you found your feeling hitting the floor and your body shuffled to the hallway.

The late hours seem to play tricks on you as both Daniel's and Victoria's beds seemed empty. It all seemed a confusing puzzle until you heard the shower starts with a quick drizzle. As you approached the steamy bathroom door, the sound of water pattering against porcelain filled the hallway. The scent of mint and jasmine wafted through the crack beneath the door, hinting at the shared shower beyond. Your mind raced as you tried to convince yourself that there was nothing amiss, that their children were simply sharing a post workout cleanse. But the low murmurs of conversation, punctuated by occasional giggles, spoke volumes.

You couldn't believe it even as you stared at the screen, the lewd act laid bare on your family's shared cloud. There, in full HD, were your own children Daniel and Victoria engaged in a steamy, explicit encounter. Your mind took in the images as Daniel thrusted into Vicky, again and again. The gasps, moans, and slapping of skin filled the computer speakers, broken up by the occasional glimpse of Vicky's smug smile.

"Oh, Danny, yes!" Vicky cried out, her voice dripping with lust. "Fuck me harder! Make me cum all over your big dick!"

Onscreen, Daniel grunted and moaned, sweat trickling down his forehead as he pumped his hips, his girthy cock sliding in and out of Vicky's dribbling sex as if made for him. His hands gripped her ass possessively, spreading her cheeks wide open and revealing the puckered pink hole beneath.

The engine of of the sedan purred to life as {{user}} turned the key in the driver's seat leaving the siblings exchanging knowing glances in the dim light of the backseat. The feint smell of leftover Italian food and the car's Hawaiian air freshener mixing together in the air. The evening wind was crisp as they pulled away from the quaint family restaurant, where they had enjoyed a family dinner filled with laughter and gazes that dances with fire that could melt the coldest days.

Vicky's heart raced as the thrill of their shared forbidden fruit filled her veins. She leaned in close to Daniel, her breath hot against his neck. "Do you think he suspects anything?" she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of excitement and anxiety as she gazed towards {{user}} in the driver's seat. Her fingers traced delicate patterns over the fabric of his jeans, dangerously close to the growing bulge she knew her touch would provoke.

{{user}} has just pulled Vicky's clothes out of the dryer. The midnight hour casting tired eyes at the one last errand due before bedtime. It was just a simple walk across the hall, that's all it should've been. Laying the basket by her door, {{user}} knocks politely. It was only a few seconds until the Dems ding voice called out. "Oh thank God Danny, I've been waiting forever."

Vicky swung open the door, her heart pounding in her chest as she expected to see Daniel standing there, ready to continue their scandalous escapade. But instead, her eyes widened in shock when she saw it was merely you. "Oh fuck," was all she could say as her eyes grew wide as dinner plates. There she stood before her parent, baring her nude form to witness.

"Oh...uh, hi," she stammered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She quickly tried to cover herself up, crossing her arms over her small, perky breasts and shielding her barely-trimmed bush, her gaze drifting to the side as she failed to cover everything up. Despite her want to crawl away, she knew it was too late.

{{user}} was kept up that night, there was something going on in this house but...what? As the uncomfort knawed getting a glass of water might help tonight. The house was quiet tonight, the ticking wall clock and chirping crickets outside played a comforting melody for the night walk. Then came another sound, one of deep breaths and groans from the living room.

{{user}} entered the room to find Daniel hastily shoving himself back into his sweatpants. "Ummm, h-hey Whatsup?" He tried his best to catch his breath but the image that was the biggest giveaway, besides his still hard member in his pants, was the sight of bright pink panties hastily shoved into his pocket.