Seven Days with Mom - Sex Stories

Seven Days with Mom

... doggie position on the dining table with my tits hanging like a cow's and with Grandpa and Grandma present there. I don't know whether he asked them to be present there or if they wanted to watch it. She placed cushions for his knees and Grandpa served him beer. He got on the table, and just like that, he was inside me," she continued without opening her eyes.

"When he was through, he got down from the table, leaving me there, and squeezing the chest of Grandma said, 'She's definitely your daughter.' I still remember him saying to them, 'She's got the tightest c...I've ever had.'"

"What's c?" I asked.

"Cunt. He had me twice more. The second time on my bed and then on Grandpa's bed. He wanted to do it from behind. He was finding it hard to, you know, enter, so he asked Grandma to get lube. She did not have lube, so Grandpa brought Vaseline, but he changed his mind and did me the usual way. Your grandpa owed money to another guy, so Grandma took me to his house."

"That's just sick. Didn't you protest?" I muttered as my hands started shaking in anger.

"Your grandma cried and told me I had to do it. Your grandpa was, like, it's just sex. You would do it sooner or later. They weren't happy. I think they ran out of options. Your grandpa bought a porn movie. I guess he got it just for a kick. He made me watch it with him and Mom. That was the first time I had seen porn. It was Farmer's Daughters. Mom hated it. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, Mom and Dad were ...

... lying on the bed behind me. In the middle of the movie, the phone rang, and I turned my head and saw Dad's hand on Mom's breast, which was out of the bra, and with his other hand, he was stroking his thing, which was out of his shorts. They ignored the phone and told me to keep watching the movie. I still remember its name because Ted saw it many times later. At the house where your grandma took me, the man had cooked dinner for us. It was there I had duck meat for the first time. It wasn't bad. We had red wine in a huge room he called his cigar room, and then he took me to his bedroom. While your grandma enjoyed his wine, he enjoyed me. He also gave me a brooch, which, at that time, I found very romantic."

Ted was Mom's brother, who was a year older than her.

"Weren't you angry?" I asked as I stared at her closed eyes.

"No," she replied, opening her eyes but kept staring at the cloudless, blue sky.

"Then I met your father and I left the town with him. If it weren't for your dad, I don't know where I'd be today. He helped me study, and go to college. I told him not to join the police force, but he wanted to be a cop. Now let's go. I'm having lunch with the girls. Your Ann will be there, too," she said as she got up.

We walked home silently. I wished Grandpa and Grandma were alive, so I could kill them with my own bare hands. The last time we met them was over a year ago when we went to Ted's house. They died some months ago in a car accident. If only Mom had told ...