When I was in the Music Competition - Sex Stories

When I was in the Music Competition

... role in life is to find anyone that's into fucking submissive sluts and be open to it. Sort of like a hippie love child."

Elaine said, "Teri, things are so much easier now. I was reading Yahoo news and there are influencers, whatever that is and help their friend's cheat on their husband. I read that this bitch Selena Gomez cheated on her husband Justin Bieber and he wrote a song about it that Halsey covered called Go and Fuck yourself. I'm not sure if I said that right, but I really enjoyed being a prostitute. Getting paid to cheat and fuck anybody. Sweet Jesus. I once fucked a gay priest and wasn't that wild! Just let people fuck you if you want them to. Marriage and the church is kind of bullshit. Is it cheating really?

"I don't know why I agonize about this. On the one hand Phil is a bastard for what he's done to our family. I immediately pivot, with my first consciousness and sleep with two women, the first time since college and they literally destroy me and then I've literally fucked my coach's husband for weeks and it was starting to feel like he would leave Gwen for me. I would marry him for sure, probably be a prenuptial, but technically I was still married."

Then, "Mom can we talk?"

Elaine disappeared. I needed to talk to Marcia about Elaine.

"Mom, damn it!"

"Come in."

It was all three of my kids. Christine was twenty. Kelly was nineteen and Mark eighteen. Christine and Kelly were in shorts and bikini tops and Mark was in pink jeans and a wife ...

... beater shirt with pride colors and barefoot. His nails, hand and feet were pink and he had earrings and there was a guy holding his hand who looked to be in his late thirties. I was tongue tied.

Mark started, "Mom? I want to introduce you Donnie. Blake got me tickets to the Elton John-Dua Lipa concert at Dodger Stadium the night after Blake brought us down which is when and where we met. I moved in with him two weeks ago."

I looked like a deer in headlights and finally I said, "You're gay?"

"I've known I was gay since I was twelve, Mom. Christine and Kelly used to dress me."

I glared at Chistine and Kelly and they simultaneously shrugged. "Mark, you're supposed to be on a baseball scholarship to Seattle University!"

He snuggled into Donnie and said, "Donnie's bat, made me forget about that."

I shrieked, "Fuck, Fuck, God fucking damn it," I banged the palms of my hands on my head, " so you've been gay for six years. Everybody but me knew this. Does your fucking dad know?"

Mark nodded yes.

I said, "So let's see I don't fucking care about you fucking some old predator. I deeply resent all of you lying to me and telling your fucking bigamist dad. All of you get the fuck away from me now. Now, damn it."

Ignoring me, Chistine and Kelly stayed. Defiantly.

I said, "Close the door."

Christine said, "Don't be mad at Mark!"

"Fuck you Christine. I'm not mad at him for being queer. Your uncle is queer, remember? I've been bi-sexual since college. All of ...