I Found A Dildo In My Mom’s Drawer

I don’t think I will ever recover from it

When you think of your parent, many words come into your mind. I think of my mother as an authority figure, a strict disciplinarian, a workaholic, and even a hero. When I was younger, I never thought about my mom’s social life outside of these things. I am not sure if all children are like that, or if I was being a very naive and selfish teenager. However, this all changed very quickly after one eerie experience that I will not forget.

One summer evening about 20 years ago, shortly after my parent’s divorce, I was scrounging through our recreation room in our old house. It was one of my favorite activities to do on the weekend. I would dig and look through some old records and listen to some melodies from the past. I would open some dusty school books, only to discover some scribbled notes I wrote ages ago during class. There were also countless old childhood pictures that I would look through and reminisce about.

In the corner of the room was a very old bar. Nobody in my family drinks, but when this house was purchased, my dad was too cheap to rip out the bar and dispose of it. We ended up using it as storage.

As I was opening some drawers and found some old letters and documents, I came across a piece of cloth, that had something wrapped inside of it. It seemed to be the size of a small water bottle. Since I am a nosey little shit about everything, I decided to unwrap it.

The moment I realized what it was, I dropped it to the floor. To my horror, I found a blue enormously sized dildo that must have belonged to my mother. At that moment my soul quivered with fear.

The reason it must have belonged to my mother, was that at one time, the rec room used to be her bedroom. I vaguely remember this time frame. She just began dating again after divorcing my dad. She and her boyfriend spent an awful lot of time in the bedroom. I was content my mom started dating again. I wanted to see her happy, but let’s face it… nobody wants to picture their parents having freaky ass sex in the bedroom.

Now let’s get back to the giant dildo which I found in my mom’s drawer. When you find any sex toy in your parent’s bedroom, the unfortunate thing is unwanted images pop into your head which just makes you want to scream into a pillow and cry in a fetal position.

Why did she have it? Well, it is obvious that my mother and her boyfriend used it to spice up “their sex life”, whose existence I didn’t want to acknowledge. Now the next thought pops in, which is a disturbing question in itself. Did he use it on my poor mother? And if so, where did he put it? My mom was so tiny, she had to have two c-sections when she gave birth to me and my brother. This fact makes me think that she would not volunteer to be fucked by some oversized dildo. Eew.

This brings it to scenario number 2. Maybe she shoved that dildo up his ass? Equally disturbing? I don’t think so. I rather like to think that this dildo ended up in her boyfriend’s asshole rather than my mother’s. Knowing my mother’s bossy personality, I would not put it past that woman.

Which brings me to scenario number 3. Maybe they used that dildo to dick-slap each other in the face. I am not even sure how you would ask someone to dick-slap you, but I like to be comforted by the fact that scenario number 3 was an option.

Under this scenario, the dildo which I touched with my bare hands has not been part of any intimate sex play between my mother and her boyfriend. It would be preferable. This way I wouldn’t have to light my hands on fire and put it out with an ax.