I Caught Mom Or Did She Catch Me 4

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I Caught Mom, Or Did She Catch Me 4

“It all started about a year ago when you two were about to turn 12. Your sister always had a certain edge to her. It’s hard to describe, but it’s as if she needs to be in control of everything all the time. You think you already know, but it goes much deeper than what you’ve seen so far.
I also started to notice that your sister tended to spy on your mother and I when we would make love. I shrugged it off as curiosity and tried to ignore it. This was clearly a mistake, because it became worse and started to occur more often. After a while she began to look at your mother with disgust and felt like she should be the woman of the house. I only know this because after she blackmailed me she told me everything.

I woke up one morning to find that something was bobbing up and down under my blanket. After my mind cleared from the grogginess of sleep I realized that I was getting a blowjob. I naturally assumed it was your mother so I did nothing at first, but it felt different and the mouth felt less experienced than what I was used to. I decided to remove the blanket and who else would I see staring at me, but your sister Lydia. I stopped her immediately and told her to go to her room while I thought of a punishment. She told me she didn’t think so and began to stroke it again.

‘Mommy is here daddy and unless you want to go to jail for forcing your daughter to suck your big cock I think you should just let me finish’
And that is how it all started son. She’s been using me to get her way, to teach her everything about sex, and to basically dominate this family at the head. She made me stop making love to your mother and pretend to go to church while in reality I was just going out and buying whatever she asked for. She has been in full control for over a year now”

I sunk into the front seat of our car, baffled at what I had just heard. Did it even make sense? How could this have happened? Is Lydia that much smarter than me? These thoughts continued to rumble through my head as I came up with a plan. As he finished his story, we pulled back up into our driveway.

I walked into our room, scared of what might become of me if I made any wrong move at all. I couldn’t let her know that dad had told me everything about her, but what if she already knew?