We underestimated the problem.
Your dad. Your dad is easy. I fake a headache and he grunts and rolls over.
But then the next morning he goes to work. It gets lonely in this house. And in your mom's body.
It's so responsive. I never realized how good a nipple could feel. I thought wearing your dad's shirt would help, but the soft cotton rubs against my nipples so pleasureably.
We should have never touched that old book. Those spells were too powerful. We lost control. I know you are working hard to help me escape. All I can say is that you need to hurry up.
This shirt. It smells like him. I realize your mom's body is probably primed to love his scent - I realize this because I am wet. Your parents did, after all, end up together. They made you. She gave birth to you. Though, I do feel younger every day. I feel like your mom's body is feeding from my energy. Every day I look younger. Hornier. It feels. . .good.
I found a vibrator in her lingerie cabinet yesterday. I closed the drawer quickly. Knowing what you would think. But then my fingers curled around the metal drawer knobs. I pulled, revealing it. I flexed the muscles within in possibility. I knew it was wrong, but I picked it up. I switched it on. I was already ready for it. It felt cold inside of me. I knew it wasn't right. Obviously a pussy is made for something else. My orgasms were shallow as if to remind me of that. Your dad came home from work and hugged me from behind. I could feel him poking into me, joining the new curiosity in my head. I pretended to sleep until he went to bed. Then I touched myself under the sheets.
It is really lonely in this house. I know I shouldn't dig through your mom's things every day. But I'm bored. And fascinated.
To be honest, it wasn't just the dildo. I found some pictures, too. Yes. Those kind of pictures.
It makes me blush to say this, but. . .Your dad is really. . . big. Your mom is pretty tight. I'm not sure how he fits. . .
My mind is in a million different places this morning. I know I shouldn't be naked here, but I can't keep thinking about the other thing I found in your mom's closet.
Her bridal lingerie.
What she wore on her honeymoon.
I know it's wrong, but I have to try it on. Now. I have to know if it still fits.
Oh fuck, this feels incredible. I'm a sexy fucking bride.
What am I even saying?
OMG! I really should call you now and tell you to hurry. Maybe I can drive there pretend to visit you in college. . . maybe that would buy us some time. . . These panties feel so nice.
But first. . .
I wonder if your dad liked these stockings. Did he pull your mom's hair and take her from behind? What did it feel like? Mmmm. I wonder what he would do if he came home to find my like this right now. . . He would probably rip my panties off and spread my legs wide, bend me over, and bury his huge . . .his huge . . . Mmmmm!
Oh, is it wrong to pretend? Yes!
"Fuck me."
Why is your mother's voice is so hot when it talks dirty?
"Harder! Fuck me harder!"
Oh god. I'm so hot. My cock never felt this good.
Three fingers . . . from the photos I know your dad is at least that thick. . .