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I've been going on vacations and travels with my family ever since I was little, and i've always been an inquisitive gal even at home, so I have lots of stories and anecdotes. Unfortunately not many recordings, which is stupid of me but I plan to change that from now, so watch out for something very soon.

So a little more than a year ago I had gone for a two day holiday with my parents, brother and his wife...

It was my first little break after starting college, so I had tons of sexual energy, and was curious to explore everything!!

Anyways, that trip with them was a nice and relaxing one. We had gone to a little nook-in-the-wall hotel where we spent the weekend...

We left home all packed in a single bag, and drove right through the mountains. Actually very romantic... with the little rainy spells and the fog that entails.

It was a 6 hour drive, so we reached our hotel by dinner time.. We got 2 double bed rooms. Which leaves me stuck sharing the room with Mom & Dad because obviously the newly weds need their privacy. smh

So we're finally checked in, finished up dinner and called it a night, went into our room balcony and just unwinded for a bit, enjoying the Fjord valley view... We just sat there gazing into the valley quietly... When I notice out of the corner of my eye that my Parents were getting all touchy feely, thinking they're sooo sneaky.

I didn't really pay any heed to it, and thought it was just some simple childish mischief... You see, while growing up, I've noticed the love between my parents, and I knew they're quite sexual. They never hinted to it in front of me, but for all the years I could remember, I could for the most part faintly hear my parents having sex in their room, being the youngest, I always got the room right next to theirs, so they could keep a close eye haha.

And to be honest.... I had never thought anything of it. I just thought it was nice. It is great that Mom & Dad can have that connection after all these years.

Anyways, at around 11pm, Mom got up and announced that she was going to bed... and even before I could object to this idea, Dad quickly got up too and mumbled something about being tired.

I'm quite the night owl, so I protested, but they were having none of it. They were in bed before I knew it and they switched off all the lights and then there I was, finding myself laying in bed wide awake, and alittle flustered.

I tried everything to fall asleep!! Focus on my breathing, trying to keep completely still, even resorted to counting the glimmering flowers on the wallpaper, with what little light was entering the room through the window – Mom & Dad had even switched off the night light that was in the room.

(They wanted it to be totally dark as they said they cannot sleep otherwise?? which was absurd, as at home all our rooms have floor lights that they do sometimes keep on at night, so their demand for total darkness did not make sense, but I couldn't care less so why argue haha...)

Eventually I lost track of time, could've been less than 10 minutes or maybe 2 hours later, I heard them whisper for a quick second, and then saw mom get up and walk towards the bathroom.

I thought she was going to bathroom before sleeping which she did every night... I didn't want to be caught awake and get yelled at for not sleeping already so I shut my eyes and continued to listen for every little sound.

So then, I heard a bag zip open, and then close, and then mom walked back... I cracked my eyes open very slightly to see she had sat on the edge of their bed, and was looking at my direction. I almost thought she wanted to tell me something, but thank god no, I guess she was just checking if I was awake because within few moments of silent stare, she adjusted her bed a little and laid down pulling up her covers...

And I was back to struggling to fall asleep.

Then I heard a funny sound – a sound of like a plastic bag being ripped, I didn't understand what that sound was... maybe it came from outside, or was it from mom's direction... I piqued up my ears and tried to keenly listen to anything from Mom & Dad's direction.

I was hearing some rustling noise, like if she something in her hand and was doing something...

After few moments of that, I hear the bed frame creak so I just had to see was the heck was actually going on, so I concentrated on fully pretending to be asleep and with barely opened eyes, I see Dad now sitting on the bed and I heard something like a cloth being thrown over the bed onto the floor, I thought it probably some blanket or something.

Then I saw Mom and Dad getting close... The silhouettes of their faces meeting, followed by the unmistakable sound of lips and wet tongues and then Dad, from what little I could see in the dark was his face was around Mom's breast area...

And it hit me, the sound of the plastic bag was a condom and that was no blanket hitting the floor!! It was Dad's clothes... like they're actually gonna have sex!! Like c'mon guys, I'm literally right here, not even a stones throw away. I suppose getting all flustered and bothered during a trip runs in the family.

This just struck me out of the blue, all the naïve thinking about being "appropriate" and "politically correct" just went out the window, and I was actually into it, like really interested in seeing and hearing what would happen next...

Now they were really getting into it, I couldn't see much at all. But I heard sounds, the sounds of kissing, smooches, the naturally familiar sound of tongues playing. I was actually turned on hearing my own parents fucking, I thought to myself, Alisha you've reached a new level of degeneracy. But what does that say about Mom & Dad? Having sex not 10 feet away from their daughter?! haha

I listened to all the little sounds and tried making sense of them... The way their legs jostled in the sheets, the sound of their skin grazing each others, different sounding kisses, which I presumed on different parts of their body... more, ehm... interesting parts.

And then I saw Dad getting up, and again heard the sound of clothes being removed, I'm sure you all know what it sounds like, fabric scraping against skin and getting into a crumple. But then he laid back down – for a minute I thought okay it's finally over, admittedly with a twinge of disappointment. But then Mom got up from the bed and started undressing out of her night gown. Hearing the sound of her bra strap unhooking, and the fabric of her underwear scraping against her legs which she dropped on the floor... I was enthralled, completely enchanted by the new world of the sounds we mostly ignore.

They were back on the bed and again the sounds of the bed sheet, skin, wetness, lips, all filled my keenly piqued ears.

Then came the faint sounds of a rhythm, like deliberate movements, almost like they're trying not to make any more noise. With my heart pounding and the kitty inside my PJs being in control, I cracked my eyelids open ever so slightly to find Mom squatting over Dad's hip and slowly but sharply moving up and down with hands supported by Dad's chest.

The sounds turned from a controlled rhythm to primal strokes making Mom trying to stifle her moans at every sync of the sound of skin slapping. If I wasn't already asleep, I'm pretty sure that would have woken me up... But I don't think they cared, they were busy... Mom was bouncing her hips up and down on Dad faster and harder by the minute and Dad had caught ahold of her hanging breasts and you could hear the movement of his hands on supple skin and Mom's reactions immediately after... Little coo's and exhales.

Then mom moved closer to Dad's body, I imagine with Dad still inside her, still going up and down in slow rhythmic motions, her breasts were now very close to Dad, who raised his head a little and I could hear his lips over the breasts... The clear sounds of his mouth sucking not unlike the sound when you are sucking something innocuous – say sucking juice from an Orange...

And then the moans and exhales from Mom increased in pitch, volume, speed, and intensity completely in sync with the sounds of Dad's hips slapping the skin of Mom's behind while she was sitting on him bouncing ever so energetically.

Followed very shortly after the unmistakable symphony of sounds created by the orchestra of Mom's cries, Dad's grunt, their bodies hammering each other, where everything comes together to deliver a crescendo of pleasure and Mom came with a sharp exhale following a few mumbles and quivers. And Dad took the opportunity to have a few more passionate kisses.

There was complete silence in the room, which moments earlier sounded like the sexiest dream I could imagine. I was thankful in that moment for the lights being off. Because hearing all this while seeing Mom & Dad's faces would have been a bag of mixed emotions, I may not have even liked it. This way in the dark, I could focus on their noises of passion while painting a visual of my own desire.

Both of them lay motionless... and I had to go back to being careful of not being caught, so my eyes tightly shut, controlled breathing and ears wide open haha.... I heard them use the washroom one after the other, or maybe they went together, it was the first time I was using only my ears to see the world around me.

They then slithered back in bed after sounds of clothes being rustled and scraped over skin, which I assume they got dressed and I heard soft sounds of kissing, and they were asleep in the next 5 minutes.

And I laid there with an ever more flustered mind, dirtier thoughts than a pornstar, and a very upset, wet, little kitty in my panties.

I'll let you imagine what I did right after.... and with that, I conclude my memory of the first time my desire of spying and my voyeuristic tendencies skyrocketed (complete with some taboos and kinks). Along with my new found love for the sounds of a sexual symphony.

gekko1 wrote: ↑07 Jan 2021 22:41 Curious, were you able to smell them?

gekko1 wrote: ↑11 Jan 2021 16:20 AliciaPark: Oh my god, your new profile picture is awesome!!!!