They were just a few houses away from their own backyard when they suddenly saw the light in Jim and Julia's bedroom go on. Instinctively they all hurried up, then slowed again when they realized it was just their own house.
"Your mother must be up," Jim said.
"Oh God, what'll we tell her?" Becky exclaimed worriedly.
Jim just laughed and rumpled her hair. "I'll just say we went out for ice cream or something. Don't worry."
As they passed by Julia's lighted window on the way around to the front door, they just couldn't help but look in. And when they did, the sight stopped them dead in their tracks, the three of them letting out a collective gasp of surprise.
In her present state, Julia looked anything but ill. In fact, Becky and Tom had never seen her look lovelier and Jim instantly felt his cock pound with a longing for his wife he hadn't felt in years.
Julia was leaning back against the padded headboard of their big bed. She was naked and her legs were spread, her knees bent and pointed outward. Her small body looked rather frail in the soft light, her short blonde hair making her look like a child. The cross expression that had seemed permanent on her face lately was gone, and in it's place was a look of rapture.
Her hands were between her parted legs and all three observers assumed she was fingering her pussy. But then she drew her hands back away from her cunt and they could see something large between them.
"She's fucking herself with something!" Becky gasped. "Oh my God, it's a cucumber!"
Jim and Tom stared. Becky was right, Julia did seem to be pounding a large, green cucumber in and out between the lips of her cunt, her face rolling with lust.
Jim and Tom and Becky each looked at each other blankly. Jim couldn't understand it. His wife almost never wanted to fuck him, and here she was fucking herself with a pseudo cock. What was her problem? he wondered.
Although Tom and Becky didn't know the details about their parents' sex life, they had assumed that it wasn't the greatest. Still, they couldn't help feeling sorry for their father. His expression belied a dozen mixed emotions.
"Don't be upset, Dad," Becky whispered, nuzzling up to her father and cupping his tented crotch.
"Yeah, Dad," Tom piped up. "Who needs her? You've always got us."
Jim cupped his daughter's groping hand and gave his son a short hug. He just didn't understand Julia and he watched her for many minutes, his confusion growing rather than lessening.
Tom and Becky stood quietly while their father stared at their mother. Becky kept her hand at his crotch, her fingers working over his lengthening prick. She was glad that she could make his cock hard even when he was so upset. What the girl didn't realize was that his hard-on was as much for his wife as for Becky's tender ministrations.
Her young pussy bubbling as usual, Becky then dropped to her knees in front of her startled father and drew his zipper down. Jim didn't react and Becky helped herself to his prick, lifting it out of his pants.
As she took her father's cock in her mouth, she looked up his body toward his face. His eyes were sad, but his mouth was turned up into a sort of smirk. When she ran her tongue around the tip of his cock-head, she was delighted when he sighed and began to thrust his hips slightly, his attention still focused on Julia inside the house.
Tom watched his mother, too. She was usually so hateful that the boy had never given her body much thought. But now, Tom had to admire his father's taste in women. His mom was petite but really built, with big tits and a figure that was usually hidden under loose, bulky clothes. Her legs were short but nice and the hair between them was as blonde as the hair on her head.
While they watched her, Julia rotated her ass around, pulling it up off the bed slightly. Sometimes she fucked her body at the thick, green vegetable and other times she used it to fuck herself. She rolled her head back against the pillows piled behind her back, the ecstasy she felt very obvious on her flushed face.
Then she used one hand to fuck herself, moving the cucumber deftly. Her other hand remained at her crotch, rotating quickly, obviously stimulating her clit. Tom felt his cock harden in his pants and he looked over to see how Becky was coming with the cock-sucking of their father, hoping it would be his turn very soon.
Becky had her back to the window as she bobbed her face up and back on Jim's prick. She took and released his cock-meat quickly, her hands toying with his balls. From time to time when she held only the tip of his prick between her tender lips, she turned herself enough to see that her mother was still fucking herself as lewdly as ever with the fake prick. The scene made her pussy juice and she wondered why she'd never thought of doing something like that herself when she was alone and horny.
Becky jumped a little when her father suddenly reached down and caressed the top of her head. Aside from moving his hips a bit, he had been very unresponsive to her head-job. She sucked his prick a little harder now and Jim began to pant, his eyes still on his wife rather than on the girl kneeling in front of him.
Faster and faster the cucumber flew in and out of Julia's pussy. The two men in her life watched as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
Tom felt hotter than he ever had before. Watching his own mother get herself off was something he had never even imagined doing, but now that it was happening he was thrilled by it. He even began to wonder what it would be like to take that stupid cucumber out of her hands and give her his cock to fuck instead.
As Tom watched with greedy eyes, Julia threw her head back violently and jammed the green prick completely into her pussy. The vegetable disappeared totally and the woman spasmed hard, her head tossing and her mouth open to emit a silent scream.
"Oh yeah!" Jim gasped, slamming his cock hard into Becky's throat and pretended his wife's orgasming pussy rippled around the deeply embedded shaft of his prick.
Becky strained to turn around enough to see what was happening with her mother, but she only got a quick glimpse before her father's hands closed around the sides of her face and forced her to take his cock into her throat again. She moaned around it, forced to take the violent fucking blows meant for her mother's pussy.
Out of respect for his father, Tom had tried to control himself. During his mother's exhibition, he had contented himself with just rubbing his fingers over the tip of his packed fly. But now, when Julia jerked the cucumber from her pussy and then flopped over onto her stomach and held the creamy prick up to her lips, Tom couldn't stand it anymore. He quietly opened his jeans and took out his hard-on, sighing as he began to jack on it while he watched his mother's latest horny antics.
Like a dog with a bone between her paws, Julia sucked and licked on the tasty vegetable, slurping up her own pussy-juices. Jim involuntarily licked his lips. Not too far back in his memory he could recall the delicious flavor of his wife's cunt-juices and he envied her such a tasty morsel. With renewed vigor he slammed into Becky's mouth.
Becky had to work hard now to keep up with her father's fuck-lust. His fuck-strokes were erratic and his cock was dripping so much the girl had to swallow constantly just so she didn't drown in his creamy flow. Her tongue grew tired from running up and down and around and around his prick-shaft, but Becky kept on, wanting to be the best she could for her sexy dad.
If Jim appreciated what she was doing for him, he didn't let her know. He huffed and puffed, jerking his cock from her fine oral grip and then fucking it back between her lips. But he never looked down at her or called her by name.
As Julia worked over the cucumber with her ovaled lips, Jim felt more than ever like the lips that were around his prick belonged to his wife. While Becky played with his balls, he took hold of his own prick-shaft, jacking on it and moving the loose outer skin up and down it much as Julia was caressing the slimy cucumber.