Two years ago I started dating a senior at my high school. He was in a band, was good looking, and all the girl's wanted him. I didn't know the first thing about being a girlfriend, but I knew it was special that he wanted me of all of them. Of course, I was short, cute, and had huge tits, so that most likely was the allure.

My parents didn't know how old he was, so they let him come over on weekends and hang out. After a month, they started to really like him. He spent a lot of time talking with my mom and dad, and they approved of us dating. We didn't fool around much because I was a virgin and scared, and plus we didn't have a lot of time or privacy at that point. I knew he wanted me to put out, but he wasn't too pushy, so we mostly just made out, dry humped, and I'd occasionally give him a handjob and let him cum on my tits.

I worked a part time job at a supermarket, and worked an open shift one Saturday. When I made it home a little after noon, my boyfriend's car was in the drive. I was so excited to see him that I thought I'd surprise him, so I snuck through the garage and into the side door. As I was putting down my purse and work apron, I could hear a strange sound from the living room. Now, you don't have to believe a word of this, since the site says it's all bullshit, but this is true.

When I peeked around the corner, my mother was sucking my boyfriend's cock. I was immediately shocked and heart broken, but speechless. I tried to sort out what the hell I should say or do, tried to sort out where my father had went, how he didn't know, and tried to keep from crying. I sat and watched her suck his dick for a solid minute before I just crept back out to the garage, collapsed on the ground, and cried my eyes out.

I didn't know what to say, who to say it to, or who would believe me. I also didn't want my father to leave. So I broke it off my boyfriend that night, pretending to know nothing. I told everyone he tried to force himself on me. I eventually told my mother off, and she begged me not to tell my father. It was a year before I got the courage to tell my father.

It didn't turn me on. I didn't masturbate while watching like you pretend fuckers. It screwed me up, and I still don't trust me, and don't talk to my mother at all. I can't even give head without thinking about it.

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by Anonymous on Apr 25, 2014 at 5:00 PM

That's really sad. I truly admire your courage in breaking if off with that cheating son of a bitch, and for finding the strength to tell your father. I hope that things improve for you somehow :-)

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