I Hated Them when they Had SexI’m a grown man now and my parents are nice to me…now. But somehow I can’t forget what they used to do to me when I was a little boy. Whatever they do I don’t thing will make me forget my childhood.
They used to have sex alot, they were crazy about sex when they were young couple… you might say that there is nothing wrong with that, they were married couple and they have the right to do it. Yes I agree with you but… they also love to give their kids a clue that they were doing it. I think they enjoyed letting us knew they were having sex. In some cases they had gone too. I will tell you some of these stories and you can be the judge.
We used to sleep in one room.. my parents, me and my sister. Sometimes I woke up because I heard my dad was talking loudly “takeoff your pants” and my mom said “don’t you have enough sleeping on me” at that time I thought he was bothering her but I found out later that she was enjoying it too. They both was talking loudly forgetting about us or maybe they wanted us to hear them.
Once they sent us to buy things from the store and when we came back and open the bedroom door, they got up quickly from their bed. I could tell that they were doing it from the smile on their faces… my dad was wearing a long traditional clothes and when he got up I saw his clothes were going down and I saw his naked legs, he was definitely was not wearing pants… my mom was wearing a short skirt and used to wear long pant with it before they sent us away but when we came back we could see her thigh. They sent us again and again and we kept seeing them getting up from their bed many times and every time they look happier and more excited.
They have done the previous plan with us many times… one day they did something different for change. When we came back we couldn’t open the door because it was lucked… I knocked and knocked trying to stop them and started to scream but they didn’t care in fact they started kissing with loud sound to let us hear them. Finally my dad opened the door and I saw my mom inside biting her lips with smile and she started pulling her pants to make sure that we knew that she wasn’t wearing it before.
Once they make us sleep at noon... I woke up and went to the living room, before I reached there I saw naked legs on top of each other... they were doing it in the floor... my dad was in the top and he was vibrating his legs... my mom was facing him and doing nothing but her legs shaking because of him. it was very awkward.. I never seen this before not even in TV.. it was too awkward that I went back to sleep without any sound. Didn’t they thought about it… being naked in the house like that… did they thought we were sleeping or dead.
Once I saw my sister crying in the bedroom when I got in to see what was happening I started to cry with her because we were looking at our parents' bed… they were under their cover and moving wildly… even that they were totally covered but we could tell that my dad was on top of my mom and he was moving up and down in a way I thought he was hurting my mom. They didn’t care about our cry… actually they wanted us to see.. why did they left the door open… why they kept having sex while we were their… why didn’t they stop. I thought my mom was sad too but when I grow up I understood that if she didn’t like what was happening, she could make my dad stop it… in matter fact, she was smarter and braver than him and sometimes she used to lead him. But during sex I thought he was punishing her for shouting on him sometimes. they both were injoying us watching them even thought they knew that we hated it as much as they liked it... but they were bigger than us and they did what they wanted to do.
Do I have the right to hate them or not?