I went out with a promise to drink all night with a friend of many years,
but my friend suddenly felt unwell and couldn't come, so I went home.
Instead of going inside right away, I sat on a bench in the garden.
Our family, who loves gardening, had painstakingly created this garden,
and I liked to sit there and daydream.
After a while, I heard the voices of my husband and my mother.
Listening casually, I froze.
"John! What are you doing! Stop it!"
"No! Stop!"
I stood up and looked inside through the window, stunned.
My husband was hugging my mother tightly from behind.
"John! Stop it! Are you feeling unwell?"
My mother said, hitting my husband's thick arms while being hugged.
My husband said, "You're the only one who understands me, Mom..."
in a weak voice, but he hugged her tightly with his eyes closed.
"Stop it. It's not fair to Emma. Talk to Emma. I'll talk to her too."
"But you're lonely too, aren't you? You sometimes watch me and Emma having sex."
"!!!!"
I knew my mother sometimes watched our marital life.
My mother, perhaps resigned,
gently stroked my husband's hand that she had been hitting,
"But... this is wrong..."
"It's you I want, Mom..."
My husband then turned my mother to face him and kissed her passionately.
It was a deep kiss he had never given me.
He devoured my mother's mouth.
My mother, while moaning "No... stop... ah..."
gently stroked my husband's head while accepting the kiss.
Their tongues sought each other, and their throats moved as if they were drinking each other's saliva.
While kissing, my husband unbuttoned my mother's blouse one by one,
and slipped his hand inside her bra.
"Ah... John..." My mother arched her back.
My husband pulled my mother's head closer with his other hand,
and devoured her mouth again.
He pulled her breast out of the bra,
and while pinching her nipple with his fingers, he gently but firmly massaged her breast with his palm.
My husband always treated me like a slave during sex,
never giving me any affection...
My husband's head moved down to my mother's chest.
He licked her nipple with his tongue, making her breast wet with saliva.
"Mom, you taste so good... so good..."
My mother, while moaning "Ah... John..."
stroked my husband's head and twisted her body sensually.
Finally, my husband took off my mother's skirt and, over her panties,
rubbed his nose against her vagina, sniffing her scent.
"John... stop it... no..."
My mother weakly shook her head while pressing her crotch against my husband's face.
My husband licked her vagina over her panties.
"Ah... John! Ah..."
My mother's voice rose, and my husband moved her panties aside and attacked her vagina.
"John... I... ah..."
My husband tore off her panties, soaked with saliva and love juices,
and threw them towards the window where I was watching,
without noticing I was there.
"No... don't look..."
My mother, standing, had her vagina spread open and was shaking her head.
"Mom, your clit is so hard... such a cute clit. This will send shivers down your spine."
My husband sucked on my mother's clitoris with a slurping sound.
"Ahhh! No!"
"Mom, were you touching yourself while watching me and Emma have sex?"
My husband persistently attacked my mother's clitoris with his mouth.
He never performed cunnilingus on me...
"Ah... bad girl..."
My mother's breathing became heavy, and my husband took off his pants.
My mother gently stroked my husband's erect member with her hand.
"Mom... I'm going to put it in."
My husband pressed his erect member against my mother's crotch while standing,
when suddenly I was grabbed from behind and my mouth was covered.
Startled, I saw it was a creepy man from the neighboring apartment.
"Peeping, huh? Just like me,"
he said with a grin, stuffing a dirty, smelly rag into my mouth
and dragging me onto the lawn.
"No!!! Help! John! Mom!"
But my voice was muffled, and I was thrown onto the lawn with my eyes wide open.
"Stay still!"
He slapped me twice, making my nose bleed, and I looked dazedly towards the house.
I could see my mother and husband entwined like animals.
My shirt was torn, my bra ripped, and my hands tied behind my back with the bra.
The creepy man laughed lewdly,
"Let's have some fun too," he said, tearing off my skirt,
and ripping off my panties.
He then roughly licked my vagina.
"No, no, nooo!"
As I cried, the man said,
"You're wet. Were you masturbating while watching your husband and mother cheat?"
He bit my clitoris and twisted my nipples.
"Ahhh!"
As I arched my back, the man's penis invaded me.
Inside, my mother was riding my husband, moving her hips.
My husband sought my mother's mouth, and they kissed while connected.
I was being violently raped,
and my vagina made lewd sounds...
I lost my senses, and a sweet numbness spread from my waist,
and I clung to the man.
He removed the rag from my mouth and made me drink his foul saliva.
Even as I cried, I drank his dirty saliva.
"I'll do the same to you,"
he said, turning me over and making me get on all fours.
Inside, my mother was being penetrated by my husband in a doggy style position.
But I screamed in pain.
The man had thrust his thick penis into my anus instead of my vagina.
The pain was so intense that I could only scream,
but watching my husband gently massage my mother's breasts while penetrating her from behind,
the intense pain in my anus turned into intense pleasure.
The man, like my husband,
but twisting my nipples so hard they felt like they would tear off,
when my husband kissed my mother's back, the man bit my back hard.
When my husband hugged my mother's waist and pistoned,
the man grabbed my hair roughly and thrust into me.
And I was driven to madness by the pleasure...
I came while being anally penetrated...
"I'm... coming... ah..."
I couldn't help but say.
Inside, my husband was holding my mother in a missionary position,
kissing her passionately while moving his hips vigorously.
My mother wrapped her legs around my husband's back,
and they both seemed to reach their climax.
I was also put in a missionary position by the man, watching inside,
and as I was about to come again, the man said,
"I'm going to cum a lot. Take it all,"
with a grin.
"No... don't cum inside!"
I screamed,
but he pistoned violently, made me drink his dirty saliva again,
sucked my tongue until it went numb,
bit my nipples and neck hard, and I lost my mind,
"I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"
I said, shaking my hips in time with his thrusts.
The man said, "Ah! I'm cumming!"
and released his semen deep inside my womb.
... I was left in the garden, dazed, looking inside,
where my husband and mother lay on the sofa, satisfied, with my husband using my mother's arm as a pillow.
My mother's exposed, swollen vagina was visible,
and I could see my husband's semen overflowing from it.
When I got up, semen flowed out of my vagina.
I didn't go inside and stayed at a hotel that night.
When I returned the next morning, my husband and mother were acting normal.
But that afternoon, my husband and mother went shopping together.
My body was covered in bite marks and rope marks from the creepy man...
But my husband didn't notice.
Since then, my husband and I haven't had sex at all,
and every night, my husband disappears from the bedroom.
One night, when I passed by my mother's room, I heard her moaning.
I cry myself to sleep alone.
When my husband is at work, my mother goes out more often,
and when I'm home alone, the creepy man comes and rapes me.
I unlock the door and let him in, receiving miserable pleasure,
and my body has become his toy.
My period stopped, and I found out I was pregnant.
It's the creepy man's child.
I haven't told my husband yet.
I want to die...
While my mother sleeps in my husband's arms, I'm all alone...
