I was kind of afraid - all these cars, guests of MY parents? Nah, that couldn't be... But anyhow, I decided to move in silently - you never know.
I opened the door without any noise. Everything seemed to be quiet. No sound. No light. I decided not to turn on the light and stepped a little more into the living room. I nearly fell over something: Jesus, what was that? When I picked the piece of cotton fabric up, I held a black bra in my hands. No way my mother would wear something like that! Or at least - that's what I had thought. What was this bra doing on our living room floor? My hand stretched out to the switch of the lights when I froze again. There was a sound. A strange sound. A spooky sound. Can't explain, it was just like - somehow like a ghost, moaning. In fact, it was a muffled moaning, and it was coming from upstairs.
I took a knife from the kitchen, then I went silently up the stairs. No doubt, there was this moaning again. I heard it coming from the end of the hallway. The door to my parents' bedroom was only a bit open. The light in the room was lit. I sneaked closer. The moaning became louder. And then...
Then I heard my dad, and he said the most incredible thing for my ears:
"Come on, Jane, let him fuck you good, I wanna see his cock deep in your wet cunt..."
Oh my god, what were they doing? Were they under drugs? My dad would NEVER talk like this to my mum. And who was the other man?
I went even closer to the door. I stretched out my head, trying to see something, but I only caught a glimpse of one corner of the bed, and I saw a foot of somebody, most probably of my father. And then my mum said between her moans (oh my god, it was HER moaning in this filthy way!):
"You heard him, James, I wanna be fucked deep in my cunt, I wanna be your slut, now come on, give it to me, and give it to me hard..."
I was in shock, and now, I just wanted to SEE what was going on. What did my parents do there? |