I opened the door and saw if my dad was already gone or not. He was having breakfast with my mom, and she was sitting very uncomfortable. Maybe from last night, I thought and went upstairs. I told my mom that I was going to get some sunlight and vitamin D. I opened the door and saw the panty in front of me. I grabbed it and put it between my boobs and stayed up for a while. I went downstairs when my dad was gone and ran to my room.
I checked my pants, and they were fully drenched in dried cum. It was hard now; it wasn’t even a cloth. He also sent me some videos of him masturbating with my pants around his dick. And he cums all over my pants.
I was furious as I then had to wash it myself. I could give it to my mom. She would notice it.
It was making my life adventurous as well as hard. I wasn’t ready for this level of humility. I loved it but in a limit .
By hearing my voice , my mom insisted me for taking a day off , i was still unable to walk and talk very well without voice crack . I stayed at home and watched TV. My mom entered my room to take the clothes for washing. She saw my bed wet and asked me, “Did you pee in your bed?”
I ran to my room and stood behind her, looking at it; she smirked, and I wanted to cry. She said you are not a baby anymore, and I said yes, I am not a baby anymore; it just happened by mistake. And she said, “You are still a baby for me.” And she told me to help take the mattress out for drying.
I said let it be here to dry, please, and she insisted that it wouldn’t dry this easily and insisted on taking it on the terrace. I helped her, and we put it on the terrace; I saw him on the terrace; she said hi to my aunt and my mom, and we went in.
I got a message from him; he asked, “You had a wet dream, huh?” I said no and didn’t respond to his message later on.
My mom went in my room again to take the clothes out that she had put there before taking the mattress out. She again looked at my bathroom and saw my pants. She asked, “Did you wash it yourself?” I said yes, she said, “When?” You don’t have any soap here to wash your clothes. I said I washed it with water only, and she again laughed at me and said, “Good, at least you tried; I will wash it for you, ok?” and took the panty and saw the dried cum herself, but didn’t respond to seeing that.
She went and washed the clothes, and then later in the evening, she told me, “You can share everything with me, ok. I am your mom, and I am here to listen to you.” Just share anything you have on your mind. I looked at her and said, “I want tea.” She said okay and went in to make some tea for me. She gave me the cup and told me to put it in the basin, and she’s going to sleep now.
That day was normal after that. After about 2 days, I got another message: “Come over to the terrace at night, around 2 a.m.” It was pin-drop silence that night; I have never been awake at that time. I slowly went upstairs, and I had already kept the door open. He was on our side of the terrace, and as I went towards him, he gave me a hug and grabbed my ass from behind. He turned me around and put my waist on the wall between his terrace and mine, and I was now bent over. He lifted my kurta and pulled my skirt down. He started pushing his dick in my ass and said, “Stay quiet or you will be caught.” I was more scared because we were facing the opposite side of my terrace door. So I was scared that my parents would come upstairs and catch me doing this.