...my father was watching the morning news. My brother, sister, and mother were all seated at the table, enjoying breakfast.
As we got closer to the TV, though, it became apparent that more than just nudity was normal. The sports announcer, a hot babe with c cup breasts, was reporting on the fuck bowl. Apparently, it had replaced soccer as the worlds most popular sport. The males from each team would line up and try to bring the females from the other side to orgasm in spectacular ways, with minimal contact. Getting the girl off with your hands was worth 20 points, as long as you didn't touch her breasts or cunt; using one of those dropped the points to 10, both and it was 5. Using your dick in her pussy, mouth, or ass was only two points, but if you could do it a lot they added up. After awhile every game eventually devolved into frantic rutting. The announcer, demonstrating some of the maneuvers on her own breasts and cunt, was commenting on the performance of the Packers vs. the Indians in yesterday's game. The Highlights reel was very educational, although surprisingly, neither one of them felt self conscious about it.
As if it was the most normal thing in the world, Jon reached down and stroked his penis as they walked past, while one of Karyn's hands went to her pussy, the other to her boobs.
As they headed into the kitchen, they both stopped their self pleasure, not from embarrassment, but simply because it was time to eat.
"Don't take too long, you don't want to be late for school," said Jon's mom, standing up and taking her dishes to the sink.
As Jon and Karyn sat down to eat, his mom headed out to the living room as the news switched over to the local beat. Reaching down, she guided her husbands dick to her opening, letting out a brief sigh and relaxing back, both their attention on the news. This wasn't sex, they could always do that later. It was just her favorite place to sit, and she enjoyed the wonderful fullness of his big cock.
