Chapter 3: Looks Like We Got Ourselves A Mystery!

Jenna sat in her Subaru and continued to stare at her hands, really into the vastly different fingerprints she possessed.

Normally she would be contemplating at a higher operating level, but she just had to dumb herself down to let her thoughts return from the consistent high-pitched scream it was for the past 20 minutes.

Finally, she snapped from the mild organ music intermission her brain kicked into and started to put things together, logically.

She just watched her parents having sex. No. Scratch that. She just watched her parents FUCKING. Other people! At The same time!

Her 69-year-old father was fucking a random woman in the ass.

Her 67-year-old mother sucked down a huge dick like it was nothing.

She knew they both had active sex lives. It was often the topic of many a dinner conversation. She just assumed it was your basic married couple sex with a bit of a twist.

Not....Whatever that was!

She heard the front door slam and got out of the car to peer out one of the smaller windows next to the garage door, making sure she wasn't visible. She saw Will and Carla, her parent’s guests of honor, now fully dressed approaching the Rolls Royce with her parents in tow.

Will was dressed in a suit with a deep grey dress shirt, while Carla was wearing a tight strapless dress with a fur half coat. Her mother and father though? Bathrobes. If you could call them that, these things looked like they barely covered anything! She could see their privates just peeking out from under the hem. Her father’s chest was not even covered that well, and her mother’s cleavage was basically all exposed.

As she watched them exchange good-byes and pleasantries, her father shaking Will’s hand, her Mother giving Carla a liberal good-bye kiss on the lips, she realized who the two mystery guests were. Will Austin was one of the biggest sporting agents in the country, he represented clients across all the major sports leagues and was known as a shark for big deals. That would make the blonde with the orbital tits his wife Carla Austin, who was known as a high patron of the arts in New York. These people were big time players in the upper class of NYC, and Jenna just saw them naked and inside or on her parents!

They both got into the Rolls Royce and drove up the driveway out of sight. Her mother turned to her father, said something, smiled, and closed the distance for another few minutes of heavy kissing, before walking hand and hand inside.

“What the hell is going on here.” She finally said to herself as she slid down the door to sit on the floor of the garage. She was lucky she even got down here without anybody hearing her running from the bedroom to the garage, her mother nearly saw her as she fell back on the floor.

“Calm down Jenna. They were just having sex. Wild sex. Insane sex…” She paused as she briefly then shut down what she could have sworn was a hint of arousal.

As insane as it made her feel, she could not help but revisit the images in her mind to pick out the irregularities. Like an experiment. She had time. She was not going to go in for at least thirty minutes just in case her parents weren’t finished.

1. Her parent’s stamina and bodies were other worldly. Even if they were in the best shape of human possibility there is no way two 60-plus individuals could engage in Sexual Olympics like that.
2. Carla mentioned that her mother had “upgraded” her throat. She did take all of Will inside of her with nary a hint of gag reflex or even a need to breath.
3. Her father had a 13 inch penis…nothing else to elaborate on that, that is just insane in itself.
4. The sex itself was wild sure, but it almost seemed mechanical. It wasn’t loving in the slightest, it was just fucking. They kept talking to each other like it was a sport, referencing techniques, and classes.
5. They called each other graduates, and they kept mentioning a place called, The Factory.
6. She, herself, could not look away. Any normal person would have ran on sight, but Jenna felt entranced, like she needed to watch what was happening.

Jenna had come up here to relax by the lake and plan out what to do with her work. Maybe have her parents give her advice or point her to some investors they knew. Now she realized this was going to be a research expedition. The subjects: Her parents. There were too many coincidences with feelings she had her whole life. Whatever this Factory was, whatever the training, or education, or upgrades were, they must have made her parents into these flawless idols that raised her.

And. The sex. She guessed that the sex was a huge part of that training too.

Jenna stood up, took a deep breath, and walked back into the kitchen.

Marsha Franklin was standing by the microwave, watching a huge bowl of popcorn kernels ping and pang all over the glass canister. She always watched a movie with Bob after an intense ultra fuck session, it was their way of bringing themselves down for the rest of the day. Chances are though, they would go crazy again. Will and Carla were phenomenal, probably the best graduate fuck session the Franklin's had in a while. The only thing she thought about doing after was jumping onto Bob right after they left and taking him outside on the lawn, but they decided to let the tension simmer, it made the eventual fucking so much better.

Marsha prepared for such a thing. She was wearing a pair of tight brief style athletic shorts that barely covered her heavenly rear, a sports bra that showed off her curves featuring an easy to access zipper down the front, and a pair of Louboutin 6 inch high heels. She could not help it, graduate sex always had repercussions, it leaves you wanting more, to fuck for hours, even days.

Just the thought of Bob grabbing her in the darkened movie room, ripping off her briefs with his teeth, and licking her sore and sensitive pussy was making her wet all over again. She probably would have slid her hand down the front of her shorts to start the process early, if she didn’t hear the garage door open and shut.

“Hey Mom, surprise!” Jenna said in the best fake style surprise that she could muster. She almost faltered when she saw that mom had chosen the slutty workout option for her clothing.

“Jenny! My baby!!! Come here!” She squealed as she click clacked over in the heels to embrace her daughter.

Jenna reacted too slow as her mother inadvertently enveloped her head in her active wear covered breasts. She started to hyperventilate because she remembered what was covering this area of her mother not one hour before, but she calmed herself, and remembered that this was an expedition.

“Uh Mom.” She finally muttered.

“Oh, shoot, sorry Jen.” She apologized as she kicked off her heels and came down to eye level with her, “I always forget how mismatched I am with you when I wear these.” She laughed as she held her face in her hands.

“How is my little tulip? You should have called ahead! I would have made sushi!” She exclaimed as she went to remove the popcorn from the microwave.

Another note to add to her research. Her mother was a dynamite cook. If she wasn’t a TV executive, she probably could have been a chef. A sex dynamo chef.

“I needed to get out of the city for a couple of weeks and since I haven’t seen you guys in a wile I thought…”

She was cut off by the sound of footsteps coming up the basement stairs from the movie theater, and the basement door swinging open to reveal her father, shirtless, dressed in nothing but pajama pants.

“Marsha what is taking so long, I know you said not immediately but I am getting ha…JENNA!!!” Her father exclaimed as he ran over to give her his own huge hug, lifting her nearly a foot off the ground doing so, “This is a surprise sparky! We were not expecting you until at least thanksgiving! Why didn’t you call ahead?”

Jenna noted that upon saying asking why she did not call ahead, her father made a slight look to her mother which she returned right back. It was subtle, but Jenna saw it. That was a thank-god-she-got-home-now-or-she-would-have-seen-us-fucking-like-animals look.

“I wanted to surprise you. I haven’t seen you guys in ages and I needed to get out of the city for a while.” She replied as her father lowered her down.

“Oh, that’s right! You had your funding review for your research! So, how much money did they give ya? I bet I can guess the number of zeros on the check!” Her father ribbed her as her mother sighed with contention.

Hmmmm even more interesting. The loving and playfulness her parents showed her here was what she knew all her life, nothing like the intense and sensual people that were in that bedroom. Just another note for the research later.

“Actually…we need to talk.”

The bowl of popcorn sat empty on the kitchen table as Jenna finished describing her final rejection of funding at Harvard.

Her mother held her hand with a look of comfort. Her father however, was slowly getting angrier and angrier.

“Those assholes got a lot of nerve. Science Fiction?!?! Those old idiots would give up their left nut for your talent” He shouted as he pounded the table.

Jenna noted that her mother seemed to shake when her father got all hot and bothered and bit her bottom lip for just a moment.

“I ought to call them up and give them a piece of my mind. They are worried about money now, just wait until Bob Franklin gets into their dirty laundry!” Bob boasted as he folded his arms in a proud stance.

“Dad, that won’t do any good. If anything, it may make it worse. I just need to leave the University avenue behind and maybe think about the private sector. So that’s why I drove up here, I thought seeing the leaves turn over and sitting by the lake might clear my head to see what road I need to take.”

“Well, you know that you can stay here as long as you like tulip,” Her mother assured as she brought the bowl over to the kitchen sink, “We know you have the will to succeed and we will be behind you every step of the way!”

Jenna noted that her mother’s nipples were fully erect under the sports bra, her dad got her hot and bothered with his harrumphing.

“Thanks guys. I think I am going to spend the night in the lake house, I miss falling asleep to the sounds of the frogs.”

“Alright, goodnight tulip,” Her mother cooed as she kissed her cheek, “I’ll go out shopping tomorrow and whip up a proper welcome home feast!”

“Thank you, mom.” Jenna replied, desperately hiding the fact she saw firsthand what other things those lips could do.

“We will figure this out together Jenna. I give you my word!” He said as he pat her on the head and gave her a good night hug. Jenna made a quick note to herself that her father’s bulge was now steadily growing.

“Ok dad, whatever you say, goodnight!” She said as she turned and exited out the back patio to the little lake house that sat on the dock. Jenna was going out here for two reasons; to let her parents get out whatever “tension,” they were going to release when she finally walked through the door, and because the lake house sat on top of a secret tunnel that led to her father’s office in the basement.

She would wait until nightfall, and then it would be time to crack the mystery.

“There has to be something we can do.” Bob muttered to himself as he lay on the huge king sized bed, “Have you thought about calling Dartmouth?”

Marsha did not answer, as her mouth was currently halfway down Bob’s turgid erection preparing to begin their nightly ritual of fucking each other to sleep. She looked up at him and slid him out with a groan.

“Are you going to interrupt me every time I try to get into rhythm,” She said as she threw her legs over her husband’s face. “If we are going to talk before we fuck, then you should have to work too.”

“I am just concerned about her. This was her life’s work, and now she is **** to rely on some private corporation that will twist her work to their stockholder’s needs?” He said in between darting his tongue over Marsha’s clit and cunt lips, she was already soaking wet.

“I am concerned about her too Bob,” Marsha replied as she licked up and down her husband, coating the immense rod with a fine layer of spit “and I thought about Dartmouth too, but they would honestly give her the same treatment those other pompous suits gave her.”

Bob inserted a finger into his Marsha’s ass and began pumping it in and out. She moaned and bucked back, putting her pussy fully onto her husband’s face. He brought her to a surprise orgasm by jabbing his tongue right into her and flicking her g-spot, spraying him with pussy juice.

“Ugh, you’re right. I just wish I could solve this for her. We could give her everything she wanted why can’t we give her this? There must be some way…wait.” He paused as he stopped licking with a sudden thought.

“What?” Marsha asked as she turned herself around into her original position to face her husband, still grasping his dick in both her hands.

“What about the FactorEEEEEEEAAAAH!” Bob couldn’t even finish the sentence as Marsha squeezed his shaft with inhuman strength.

“Are you out of your mind!? What makes you think sending our daughter there would help at all!” She angrily shouted, but continued to stroke and lick his now sore cock.

“The kind of research she is doing is right up their alley Marsha! You know the factory is always looking for new innovations to help make better graduates. Think about it, they fixed your throat modifications with minimal recovery time, that was all from inviting new doctors in to change their process. Now you can take any size dick with just your throat, no internal plumbing required.”

Marsha replied by doing a single pump slide of his dick down her throat from tip to base and back, acknowledging that truth.

“She is too young Bob. We promised each other remember, we would tell her about the Factory when she turned 28, that is how old I was when I found out it.”

“I know, but honestly Martha she is probably smarter than you and I combined! She could handle it! She got three degrees in four years, and she is our daughter. Not only would that land her funding, but they might also make her a graduate for freEEEYOOOOW STOP THAT!” He shouted as she squeezed his nuts this time.

“I am not talking about the education; I am talking about us! How would you take it if you found out your parents were trained and modified to be human fuck machines? And not only that, but that they want YOU to follow in their footsteps? She would have a nervous breakdown! We are so lucky she didn’t walk in on us when Will and Carla were still here.” She admonished as she climbed on top of him and slid him inside her pussy, slowly going up and down on his rod.

“I know, but we can’t keep treating her like a child forever! At least keep it in mind as a possibility.” He grunted as he began slowly thrusting back into Marsha, eliciting soft sighs from his wife with each movement.

“Fine, but keep it plan Z. Now, let's stop worrying about Jenna for a while,” She said as he began twisting her hips in a circle and grinding his cock inside her cunt just like Carla did earlier that day, “And fuck me like a graduate you stud.”

Quick note from Ted here. I know there is a lot of exposition dumps in between the actual porn part of this, but I am really into the lore the original short erotica established. I wanted to try and build on that and give you all an interesting story as well as the insane smut we are all here for. If you think a part of the story is too normal, just know a whole bunch of dick and puss is right around the corner. Thank you for reading or giving it a follow!