A stranger drugged my mother, and it changed Me and my whole life forever. It changed how I look at her and my sisters
The following story contains many mentions of very horrible things, including rape, incest, etc etc, so if you find any of that bad, please leave instead of being annoying
The following story is real and true, but with names and locations changed or switched. If you dont believe me, you can still read it as a fictional account. Thanks for reading.
Ive been a pervert forever. Probably a side affect of living with only women, who are all not only sexy, but also very slutty and open. Sexuality and nudity, although platonic has always existed in my home. Just casually, especially when I was younger. After I turned around 13 14, my family members started to be more conservative, but not alot.
Without giving a history lesson, my family has alot of members, and besides a couple far away uncles, and cousins, most are women. My home has me, my mother Elizabeth, my elder sisters Anna, one yr older than her is Ameya, and one above is Aisha. My mother has 2 sisters, who visit us often. One aunt is liya, who has 3 children, 2 daughters and a boy(only one besides me) and other aunt is Margaret who has 2 daughters. Won’t get into that, until needed.
Anyways ive always been a pervert, but I also stayed careful to keep a good reputation. I was smart with how id watch and look, so everyone just considered me a very nice boy(which im absolutely not haha)
Anyways my story started about 5 years ago, at a family wedding. My mother and I were travelling alone, my sisters didnt wanna bother. Mom kept us isolated from extended family, so we rarely went to things like that.
Mom insisted on booking our own hotel and car, even though they offered. She wanted to do the event of 3 days and move on. So we did.
We relaxed the day of the drive, mom changing into her nightgown immediately, which she always wore without any inners, but she did that day because we were sharing room to save money.
Anyways while relaxing later in the evening, mom asked me a very surprising question. “Are you gay?” She asked casually.
“What? What’re you talking about” “im just curious. I dont know, you just dont look at any girls”
“Ofcourse I look at girls, what made you think i was gay” “well your sisters thought so. They told me how they’ve never seen you look at any girls or have a girlfriend. They told me you haven’t even snuck a peek on any of them before”
“Theyre my sisters, so that wont be appropriate. ” “oh my sweet appropriate boy, youre still a boy and theyre girls. Plus im only talking about like a peek or something, but its really good you haven’t. Youre a good boy. Its just your sisters were asking me, but they told me not to talk to you about it. But we’re close and I know you wont lie to me or hide it”
“Im not gay mom damn. I just dont stare at my sisters”
“yeah thats what I thought. I believe you”
“No you dont lol. You also think im gay”
“No baby, i know youre not gay. But you are shy. I guess thats what having an obnoxious family does to you haha”
Anyways the conversation kept going but mom was being slightly weird about things but I ignored. Next day was a small party, and we met people, but stayed in our own space mostly. Mom kept her vodka sodas going too, and she was 8 or 9 drinks down by the end. I practically dragged her up to the room in a different hotel.
When we got back to the room, I put her on the bed and she was blackout unconscious. Not even with shaking, or even a couple slaps she didn’t wake up. Its not abnormal for my family girls to drink, and drink alot, in fact its pretty regular.
I slept in the same bed, but the whole nice, I couldnt help but feel a pit in my stomach. If she was truly unconscious, then she wont notice a small poke. So I poked her breast with a finger lightly. Her tit jiggled, but she remained. Then another finger, and then a light palm touch.
I was pretty scared, but i kept growing bolder. Next came the full grab. I somehow gathered my courage, and squeezed pretty nicely, and still no movement whatsoever. I sat close to her to see if she truly was that unconscious or what. And after shaking, touching grabbing alk over i realised she was fully out. Which shouldn’t happen with just regular drinks.
I felt like someone may have drugged my mother, and while the perv in me was raging, so was a son for a second. So I went back to the hotel where the event was, and I asked the security to see the footage. I threatened them with police and legal action, so they showed me the cctv.
And what do you know, her last drink, a shady guy at the bar did truly put something in her drink. It was around 11 pm at this point, and they told me they might track down the guy, but I told them no need. Because I knew who it was, even without his face.
Next thing I know im barging on his room. It was a far away uncle who has always been weird with our family in that way. Hes technically, my mother’s uncle, so my grand uncle, but hes also a raging pervert. I heard the footage with me. And after knocking the door, i basically told him to sit down and watch.
He knew he was caught, so he started begging me and apologizing saying he thought it was someone else’s drink etc etc. And long argument short, I told him to give me whatever he has remaining so he can never drug anyone again. And also make an excuse to leave the wedding right away. And without any fuss, he did both those things. Turns out her used an old medication of his to do it. When mixed in or taken with alcohol, it works like literal anesthesia.
I went back to my room, angry and also slightly weird. A few hours ago, I was touching my mother the way he wanted to, and yet I was punishing him for it. But the thrill was also insane. I felt like a man reborn. A weird taste of blood on my lips, and a bottle of this pill which worked in a way you wouldn’t believe.
I went back into the room, at around midnight. Mom was in the exact same position. I realised I had left a couple buttons of her top open, which stayed exactly same. The very first thing I did, as soon as I got in…I opened the top, and her 36DD spilled the fuck out.
Now alot of pervs may not think its such a big deal, but it was insane. The softness, her nipples were soft, so her body didnt even know what was happening, not to mention literally no movement besides slow breathing.
I wanted to stop. To feel disgusted. I wanted my mind to tell me this is wrong…but holy shit it felt good. I was instantly addicted, and thinking about the next opportunity for it to happen. Or rather to make it happen.
Anyways I just groped and soon came. Almost on her, but didn’t. I didnt know what the limits were, and she could wake up or realise any second, so risk was the table. But her tits instantly made me feel like I need it all, her body, my sisters bodies, hell any females around me, I wanted em all, and now I can make it happen.
This isnt even the beginning, more like an awakening, in the 5 years since, so much has happened, and if you guys want more, then I can put effort into writing more.
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