I was feeling pretty down on the day "it" happened. By "it" I mean the event of witnessing the dirtiest most unspeakable thing. I've only ever told my therapist and my best friend about "it". My therapist told me to write this story to help with my healing, but in truth it does get me horny remembering.....
I was remembering dad. My beautiful father, a caring and loving man, who provided for the family and was just an all round wholesome man.
He was killed in a car accident when I was 15 and this left a gaping hole in my family. My mother, who used to be so full of joy and happiness, became depressed and lonely. My older brother became wild and out of control, rebellious. He was older than me, and when "it" happened he was 22 and I was 18.
Mom was a rounded lady, mid 40's, buxom, large breasts and a large backside. She was a stereotypical suburban housewife at the time. My brother was tall, lean, athletic, he went to the gym when he wasn't busy causing trouble with his buddies. A high school dropout, he worked odd jobs in the local timber yard which kept him fit.
As I said, the day "it" happened I was at school, remembering my dad. I had a picture of him in my locker, a picture of us, smiling and having fun with me sitting in his lap as a baby. I had just finished Chemistry and decided to go home early. I was tired and depressed and just wanted to sleep. I wanted to lock myself in my room, close the curtains, black out the room and just melt into the mattress. My Chemistry teacher was a bitch and I was just so over it that day.
I caught a bus back to my street. Walking along the footpath playing my music I was in my own world. The Cure was blaring into my mind and I was just out of it emotionally...
As I approached my house I had to walk around my brothers car which he had parked obnoxiously in front of the walkway on the grass. He always did this, his ego out of control. There was a perfectly good driveway with a spot right next to moms car. Although he should be at work or with his buddies at this time of day.
I tried the door, it was locked. "Weird..." I thought to myself. Mom should be home and she doesn't lock the door, she's a very trusting and honest woman. Its just not something she does.
I made my way around through the side gate and out the backyard. The sliding door was unlocked and I made my way into the house. I was a naturally quiet person, so I wasn't creeping around or anything, but I also didn't make much noise. Not like my noisy older brother who crashed and banged everywhere he went.
I walked through the kitchen putting my bag on the chair and got a glass of water. I had made it through all of my favourite Cure songs by that stage and stopped to put on some Avril Lavigne. I couldn't hear anything in the house even though my music was on quiet. I was expecting mom to appear and say "hi" and ask me why I was home so early....But I didn't see her in the kitchen....
I began making my way up the stairs to my bedroom but as I got up the stairs I heard "it" for the first time........
A woman's moaning, over my music. I stopped. I turned off the music and listened out, peering down the hallway. Another moan, it was coming from my parents room at the end of the hallway. My mothers room. "What the fuck?" I thought. "Is mom watching porn?" More deep moaning. It was almost as if the woman moaning didn't want to be heard by neighbours, but also couldn't help it either. A low sensual moaning. I walked slowly up the hallway towards my room and then I heard him.
It sounded like my older brother. "Yeah, suck my cock. Good girl.."
My heart began to thud in my chest. What was going on down there?
I made my way slowly and quietly across the carpeted hallway until I got to the door to my mothers room. It was already an inch open and I pushed it slowly to open it further. The bed was creaking and I could see everything clearly now.
My parents room is large with the bed down against the far wall.
I witnessed "it". For the first time. The "it" being my brother sitting on the edge of my mothers bed, his sweatpants down around his ankles, shirtless. My mother, my chubby buxom mother, on her hands and knees in front of him, sucking his hard circumcised cock. He was leaning back onto the bed on his elbows, his legs spread wide, his cock hard and protruding, his head back and his eyes closed.
My mother was sucking it like her life depended on it. She was sucking it like she had done this many times before!
They didn't even notice the door had opened slowly. They hadn't noticed me at all. I was standing there in complete shock, my heart thumping in my chest. "Yuck!!" I thought to myself, "how could mom do that!!?". I wasn't shocked at my brother, I already knew he was gross and capable of anything. He had even made passes at me, pinching my butt and telling me how sexy I was.
One time he came home drunk and I was on the couch watching a Britney Spears docudrama. He sat next to me on the couch and tried to fondle my ass and titts. I'm far more petite than my mother, I slapped his hands away and pushed him off. Just because he was my big brother doesn't mean I wouldn't kick his ass!!!! He slurred at me that he was sorry and loved me and that I was the best little sister, then crawled to his bedroom and passed out.
The next morning mom was fawning over him, doing his laundry, making him breakfast in bed trying to help with his hangover. She was always so keen to make sure my brother and I were happy and had everything we wanted. I guess she felt guilty about dad, but I knew deep down that mom was also needy and confused. She needed a strong man in her life and missed the domestic bliss she had with dad.
"Yeah suck that fucking big cock" my brother whispered to mom, as she slurped and slobbered up and down his cock. He had reached over and was massaging her head now, running his hand through her hair as she sucked him.
"What a fucking pervert!" I though to myself, transfixed on the scene before me. My mother appeared to love it. She was moaning deep low moans, the sucking noises filling the room. She had completely submitted to him. This didn't appear to be the first time, she knew exactly what to do, my brother was so confident commanding her around.
After a moment my brother tensed up, "oh, oh, fuck yeah, I'm Cumming" he gasped. He clenched her hair and held her head tightly on his cock. Mom relaxed her jaw and slid down almost to his balls, her nose nestling into his trimmed dark pubic hair. He convulsed and jerked upwards, fucking her mouth.....They held this position and then mom slowly raised her head, swallowing his cum. She looked up at my brother with love in her eyes, hoping to see him satisfied. My brother looked back at her, calm and happy, like he really needed it.
