Preacher’s Trap

Hi readers, I’m here to narrate my sexstory of how a preacher trapped my widow mother using her depression and weakness to have an illegitimate physical relationship with her. My father died in an accident when I was 19 yrs. and my mother was only 39 yrs. Old. The news of my father’s death hit us hard like a bullet. Me and my mother both went into a trauma and agony. Our relatives turned there back on us. No one helped us. As my father worked in a govt. the company I was offered a job in the same company with less position due to my low qualification. We lived in our own two storied independent house. My dad built it so in future I could stay in the same house after my marriage. I decided to rent one portion to cover the balance income to survive.

One day a middle-aged guy around 50-55 yrs. old came to me looking for a house for rent. He was a Preacher in an institution and he preach about god and religious stuff. He said, he could easily pay the rent as it comes with his work employer benefits and I don’t have to worry about the late payments. I thought as he was a Preacher he would not have any bad habits like drinking and fighting, so I agreed to rent him the upper portion of my house.

Few months there were no disputes. But, slowly he started preaching us. I used to neglect him as I relied on his rent amount. So, I simply used to node my head and ignore it. But, it didn’t go like the same with my helpful mother. She slowly fell into his words of religious and superstitious beliefs. He made her believe that if she obediently submits herself to his God, then she will be relieved from all her miseries. At first, I took it lightly but when she was spending most of the time in her room praying I felt it was going out of hands. I went to him and gave him a cold warning about his wrong influencing on my mother. Our argument got ugly and I decided to vacate him from the house. It was mid-month, so I told him to vacate the house by month end. He got down from his temper and started requesting me to spare his mistake but I didn’t agree and left.

Next few days I didn’t see him around as before and he talked less about the preaching. One day my mother woke up early in the morning, finished all household work and prepared a nice breakfast. This was the first time in months I saw my mother happy. When she saw me she came smiling, hugged me and said from today it will be a new beginning. All our problems and worries will be gone and good days will be coming. I felt happy seeing my mother recovering well, but was puzzled of what has happened for this sudden change in her. I had breakfast, got ready for my job and with the same spirit I left to office.

The routine continued for few days until one day I got up early in the morning and I saw my mom still doing the same rituals in her room. This time she was even wearing a white gown, surrounded by candles like ritual and doing strange gestures. I totally lost it, trashing everything and yelled at her, ” Have you lost your mind? What do you think you are doing? These things are not real. You are being ridiculous. Stop all this nonsense.” While she was pleading me not to be mad. She then told me that if she does these rituals then my dad will come in her dreams and talk to her and make her happy. It’s a spiritual way to reach my dad in the spiritual world.

I got so angry and went upstairs but the front door was locked. I wondered where he went so early. I went back to my mom’s room. I took out all the candles and cross idols from all around her bed. Mom begged me not remove them but I didn’t listen to her. I found a box of pills with no label on it. I asked her what is this for? She told me that she got them from the psychiatrist for depression. (which were actually given by the preacher). I left the pills and took all the scrap out and threw it. Mom sat on the bed crying. I told her this is not going to happen again in the house and went to my room to get ready for my work.

After an hour I got ready and came out, mom was still lying on the bed crying. I went into the kitchen and made breakfast. I went back to her room and slowly lifted her face up, wiped her tears and told her nicely that dad is no more, he will be in our heart. We both have to move on and we will keep him in our memories. These superstitious things are not real, we need to control our emotions and stay happy. I tried to feed her the breakfast I prepared. We both fed each other and while I was leaving the room mom was taking the pill. I asked her what is that for, she told it reduces the stress and make her feel good. I asked her if I could try one and then she gave me one pill. I took it, told her to rest and I will be back home early today from office so we could go out to spend some time together. She laid on the bed, I covered her with a blanket and silently left the house.

Before leaving I again looked upstairs, the front door was still locked, so I thought of finding him in the evening and put an end to this madness.

I went to the office but I was feeling very dizzy and unwell. My manager told me to take half day leave and go home. I tried maximum but I couldn’t stay so I took half day permission from my manager and went home. I saw the preacher was still not home yet. The door was locked. So I went near my house front door and when I was about to grab my keys, I heard sound of someone screaming. I could hear it very low like some distance away. I looked around but there was no one. I stood there for a second and I could still hear the screaming sound very low. I went around the house as the sound was getting higher as I was walking close. I noticed the sound was coming from my mother’s room. I went near the window and tried to open it slightly to peek inside. I saw the preacher and my mother lying naked on the bed and having sex.

The preacher was fucking her very hard as my mother was screaming with his hard strokes. He was fucking her so hard like an animal, the whole bed was rocking and making a cricking sound. He was sucking her boobs and kissing all over her face. My mother was screaming by responding to his stokes. Soon the preacher also started moaning loudly and stroking her hard and deep. With a slow deep stroke, he pauses for few seconds and collapsed on her body. He was breathing heavily, then moved from her top and laid next to her. Mom was also breathing high and laid on the bed as she was naked.
I was stoned and stood there watching.

After few minutes the preacher slowly moved close moving his hand on her breasts and started sucking them. I got to my senses back with full anger lost control and yelled: “what the hell?” The preached saw me standing outside the window jumped off the bed. I went back to the front door to opened the lock. It was bolted from inside. So I stared kicking the door to break open. I broke the bolt and went inside yelling “you are a dead peace of shit. I will kill you.” As I walked into the bedroom the preacher was wearing his pants started begging “sorry. Please don’t hurt me, I’m really sorry.” I started beating him like hell. He was bleeding all over the place. I broke his jaw and few of his bones. He fell on the floor unconscious. I still kicked him and saw my mother laying on the bed naked and not in her senses. I stopped beating the preacher and went near her. She was in dizzy state and moaning my dad’s name. She was dreaming of having sex with my dad. I took a blanket and covered my mom’s hot body. My anger doubled I started beating the preacher and dragged him out of the bedroom and squashed him below my leg. He was begging to stop and let him go. I threatened him if I see him again he will be dead and I gave him 5 min to get the hell out of my house. The preacher bleeding ran out of the house. I crashed on the couch crying. After some time I went back into her room, cleaned the blood and put clothes on my mother. I went back to the living room and sat on the couch.

A few hours later mom came out walking dazzled and like not remembering anything, saw me on the couch and said “You are home? Didn’t you go to the office today?” I replied “I was not feeling well so I came home early” she came near me, sat by my side with her head on my shoulder and said ” I had a very bad dream. I can’t remember but it felt so real. I saw your dad and he was very unhappy.” I too reacted like nothing happened and asked her since when does she had dreams with dad. She replied from 2 weeks ago.
I never saw the preacher again. But, as my mother continued to be depressed I took her to a psychiatrist and had her counselled. A few months later I noticed my mother was hiding her belly. I took her to my friend a lady doctor and she told me that my mother was 5 months pregnant. When I asked her about it she told me that it was my dad who came in her dreams and gave her a child. I enquired about the preacher at his institute and the staff told me that he was last seen 5 months ago with several injuries and was fired from a job as he had bad conduct as misbehaving and sexually harassing female staff. No one knows where he was gone.

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