Hey everyone, my name is Rahul. This story starts when I was 18+ years old. There are three members in my life, I, my dad, and my mom. We were well-to-do, with dad having his own business in partnership with two of his friends.
Everything was going well, but suddenly one of his partners died due to a heart attack. A week after his death my dad, Ramesh’s other partner backstabbed him and threw him out of the business, and took over the entire business.
My dad got depressed. He tried to look for a job, but since he was 45, and he didn’t want to do menial jobs, he could not find any suitable job. Since he had his own business earlier and was the owner, he wanted a somewhat similar position which he wasn’t getting. He didn’t have enough savings to start his own business.
We sold our house and moved to a smaller 1 BHK. I used to sleep in the hall with mom and dad taking the bedroom. We had enough money now. But my dad’s depression increased. Even to start a new business, he became hesitant. All this led to alcohol abuse.
He started drinking daily. By this time, I got admission in an engineering college.
My dad started getting angry towards my mom, whenever she tried to advise him to give up alcohol. With dad not earning, my college fees and his alcohol drinking started to make a dent in our savings.
Then, my mom started going to work. She had done fashion designing, but that was 21 years ago when she was 21 years old.
She knew tailoring and joined a textile company as a tailor. Dad’s alcoholism increased so did his anger. He had started arguing with my mom over silly things and shouted at me as well.
One day, I was studying in the hall. Dad came home drunk and sat opposite me.
Dad:- REKHA!!! REKHA!!!
Me:- Mom’s doing overtime. She won’t be back till 10. She came home in the evening for an hour to make dinner. I had my dinner. Mom told me to tell you to have dinner as well.
Dad:- Don’t you dare tell me what I have to do. Shut up and do what you are doing.
I went back to studying. Half an hour later, mom came home.
Mom:- Did you guys have your dinner?
Me:- I did. Dad didn’t.
Mom to dad:- Come, let’s have dinner together. Oh, you’ve got drunk again.
Dad:- Don’t you lecture me on what I should do. Where were you till now?
Mom:- I had overtime.
Dad:- Overtime or were getting fucked?
Mom:- CHII..!!! What kind of talk is this, and that too, in front of our son. I work overtime to keep this house running as you drink half of my salary.
Dad:- You kept me hungry till now and have the audacity to talk back to me.
Mom:- Rahul, go to your room.
Dad:- Stay here. You were calling me to eat and now I am hungry for some pussy.
Then dad grabbed my mom’s pallu and threw it away. He removed mom’s blouse and bra, exposing her boobs, and started pressing them furiously.
Mom:- Ahhhh… Stop!!! Don’t do it in front of our son. Let’s go to the bedroom.
Dad:- Shut up.
I didn’t know what to do. Meanwhile, my dad removed his pants. He pinned mom to the ground and started lifting her saree. This time, my mom didn’t try to escape.
Dad suddenly inserted his dick in mom’s pussy. He started fucking her at a fast pace. Soon, dad was pounding my mom’s pussy very hard. Mom forgot I was watching and started moaning.
Mom:- Ahhhh….Please go slow. Slow down. AHHH!!!
Mom had her eyes closed and was biting her lips.
Dad:- Look son, how your bitch mom is enjoying my dick. You like getting fucked in front of your son, na?
My mom didn’t respond but kept her eyes closed and kept moaning in pleasure.
Dad:- Say it, bitch. Say you like getting fucked in front of your son. Say it.
Mom:- I like getting fucked in front of my son.
My father fucked my mother for 10 minutes and came inside her. He fell on top of her and rested on top of her for 10 more minutes. Nobody moved.
Then he got up and went to the kitchen to eat his dinner. Mom got up and went to the bedroom. She didn’t look at me even once.
I stayed at the same spot without moving an inch.
My dad banged on the bedroom door a few times to get mom to open the door, but that didn’t happen. Then he came back to the hall and fell asleep on the diwan where I used to sleep.
About an hour later, my mom came out of the room. She switched off all the lights and asked me to come and sleep in her room.
5 minutes later I went to the bedroom, mom was lying on the bed. She had changed her dress and was wearing a maxi.
I switched off the light and went and slept next to her. She was sleeping on her side looking away from me. Mom suddenly turned towards me. She hugged me and held me against her breast. I slept after my mom calmed me down.
This became a routine.
My dad would fuck mom in front of me. I even noticed that mom was enjoying being fucked by him more and more and didn’t mind me watching them having rough sex.
She would sometimes look right at me while being fucked! Sometimes, my mom would somehow manage to drag him inside the bedroom when he would be heavily drunk. That is when I would hear her scream and moan and she begging him to fuck her more.
One day at around 11:30, my dad came home and was banging at the door. My mom went to open the door. She saw me getting up and told me to go back to sleep. She opened the door and in came dad with another woman.
Mom:- Who is she?
Dad:- My whore for the night. Rosy!
Mom was shocked. Dad started sucking Rosy’s boobs and made her lay on the diwan.
Mom:- Rahul, let’s go inside.
Dad:- No, you stay.
Rosy:- Hey kid, why don’t you fuck me along with your dad. I will give you a discount or is your mother calling you inside for a fuck?
Dad:- You may be right. The kid likes watching his dad fuck his mom. Probably, the bitch fucks her own son too.
Rosy:- Are you going to keep talking?
Dad started fucking the proustite.
Rosy:- FUCK ME FASTER, YOU BASTARD! My cunt is young and hungry, not like your wife’s old cunt. Give it to me. YESSS!!!
Dad:- WATCH AND LEARN, REKHA. THIS IS HOW A WHORE LIKE YOU MUST GET FUCKED.
He fucked the whore for 10 minutes and fell asleep on top of her. She pushed him aside and kept lying on the bed.
Mom:- You are done, right? Now get up and leave.
The whore left.
To be continued.