Throughout these few years when I slept in the same room as my mom I would every now and then be waken up at night from the sounds of her having sex with my dad. Usually from the bed creaking rather than them moaning loudly. Sometimes they would talk to each other as well while doing it and that would wake me up.
The lights were always off when they were doing it so they never knew I could hear them or even was up. I remember whenever I woke up I would make sure I never moved an inch because I never wanted them to know I’m awake. I even knew at that young age how awkward that would be. I would just lay there with my eyes closed pretending I was asleep usually with my head under the covers. This was a fairly regular occurrence for a few years. There were times when the lights were off, I would wake up and see my dad on top in missionary position or vice versa. If anyone is wondering how could I see this when the lights are off, well our eyes do adapt in the dark. If you are in a dark room long enough eventually you can start to see things a little better.
I remember one night in particular though they woke me up and I remember getting so annoyed at how long they were doing it for. So long that I couldn’t hold my pee in anymore. I was bursting. Not sure how long I was lying there awake but it was a long time. I remember I couldn’t hold it in any longer and just got up while the lights were still off and went to the bathroom hoping they wouldn’t hear me. They did though and I can still remember they both just froze and stopped. I never spoke to them and acted oblivious to what they were doing and just left the room. When I came out the bathroom they were both in the kitchen and my mom just took me back to bed and my dad went in the other room to sleep. This is the gross part coming up - my mom laid me next to her rather than my own bed and I can remember lying on a big wet patch. I never said anything about it even though I didn’t like how wet it was. I’m not sure if she realised how wet it was before putting me there. I was too young at the time to really realise what it was.
The story above is just one example of many that I went through for a few years. If anyone is wondering then no I didn’t enjoy hearing them have sex. I remember I would actually get really frustrated waking up because of them doing it. Waking up in the middle of what was probably a school night was not fun. I would just lay under the covers until they stopped. I’m sure there were many nights when I didn’t wake up as well to be fair so they were being quiet enough sometimes.
So yeah that’s my confession that I wanted to share. In my very early teens I ended up getting my own room and wasn’t an issue anymore. Also wanted to mention that I am certain my parents have absolutely no idea just how many times they woke me up during sex. Also want to reiterate one more time that I didn’t enjoy it one bit. It used to bother me so much and I would be laying there just praying for them to finish so I can go back to sleep.
Thanks for reading this far! What do you all think about this?
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