[MF] The first time I [M20] took my now-wife [F19] home to my parents

Despite the fact that I practically moved in with Laura and her family shortly after we started dating, my parents didn’t meet her until almost a year and a half after we started dating. Part of this was due to the fact that she lived at home near our college, and I lived hundreds of miles away in a different state. However, another reason for this was how my parents treated relationships. Those of you who have Middle Eastern parents most likely understand how careful you have to be when you date someone. If you’ve been dating them for more than a few months, you better be prepared for a serious, long-term relationship. It’s leaves you in an awkward situation where you have to either be treated like a married couple, or just not tell your parents about your relationship.

I initially went with option two. However, I eventually realized that I couldn’t hide my relationship with Laura forever. We were beginning to develop thoughts and plans for the future, and even thoughts about marriage. I figured, if we want a serious, long-term relationship, what’s the harm in my parents treating it like that? So I told my parents that I was seeing someone. I talked to them in depth about her personality, and I showed pictures of her to them. They seemed to like the sound of her, and they really wanted to meet her. I invited Laura to come home with me for one long weekend. She excitedly accepted, but then I had to explain to her what my parents were like.

I told her about the relationship culture that I mentioned earlier. She seemed to understand the gist of it. Then, I advised her about what to talk about: school and work. “Also, you’re Catholic, right?” I asked her. “Uhhh I think so?” she replied. I sighed with relief. “Alright that’s good, make sure to mention that a lot.” I also advised her to talk about her academic drive and job internships and stuff like that. I also told her not to get weirded out if my parents greet her by kissing her on the cheek, and that she should expect every dinner to be huge and also really late at night. She seemed really overwhelmed by everything I was advising her on, which wasn’t my intent, so I kissed her and said, “Honestly, as long as you just act like your normal self, I’m sure my parents will love you.”

Laura seemed slightly relieved by this. The next day, we loaded up the Cessna and flew home. My twin brother who was also visiting home from college picked us up at the airport. When we got home, I showed Laura around the house. I also found a note from my mom saying that she made the guest bed for both Laura and I (one perk of the relationship custom I explained before). My sister, who was still in high school at the time, was home and she got to meet Laura for the first time. We were sitting in the kitchen, eating a bag of chips together in anticipation of a really late dinner, when the door opened. Laura looked at me, and her cheeks turned red with anxiety. She started hyperventilating, and I held her and whispered, “It’s okay. They’ll love you. I promise.”

Laura calmed down a bit, and my parents walked into the kitchen. My mom excitedly said, “You must be Laura! It’s so nice to finally meet you!” My mom walked up and kissed her on each cheek, and my dad did the same right after her. She blushed as my parents greeted me in the same way. “So how was the flight in?” my dad asked. I replied that it was good. We wanted to save most of the conversation for dinner, so after my parents got started making dinner, we went up to the guest room and hung out there. Some time later, my mom texted me that dinner was ready, so the two of us went down to eat.

Our dinner conversation was great, and I thought Laura made a great first impression on my parents. She followed the pointers I gave her (talking about school, mentioning her religious background, etc.), but she also talked about some stuff I hadn’t even thought of. It made me very proud of her intelligence. She also got along very well with my siblings, in particular my sister. She and my wife are now very close friends (something that makes me really happy). Overall, it was great, and my parents loved her. After dinner, Laura and I went to the guest room. I was telling her that she was so great at dinner, and she smiled at me. I told her, “I’m serious! They loved you!” She breathed a huge sigh of relief.

I put my hand on Laura’s knee and kissed her. She blushed and asked, “So if your parents don’t mind us sleeping in the same bed, would they be alright with us having sex?” I started laughing and said, “Nooooooooo. Not at all.“ She looked defeated after I said this, but I put my hand on our cheek and assured her, “Just because they don’t want us to, doesn’t mean we can’t have sex.” She grinned a bit and sat on my lap. We kissed passionately, and I laid back on the bed while she straddled me. She took off her shirt and smothered my face with her bra-enclosed breasts. I reached around her back and unclipped her bra. It fell down, unveiling her breasts.

I sucked on Laura’s breasts for some time, before taking my shirt off. Laura rubbed my biceps and fell into my arms. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down, and my wife took her leggings off. We dry humped in our underwear, with Laura grinding on top of me. I lifted her off of me and put her by my side, as she clung to my arm. I pulled my boxers down and Laura grabbed onto my cock, kissing it gently. She put her lips around it and began sucking. I sighed and groaned frequently as she did her magic, bobbing her head up and down my shaft.

Once Laura was finished sucking my cock, she took her panties off and tossed them aside. She laid down on the bed next to me, her arms and legs spread apart, as if she was waiting for me to penetrate her. I rolled over on top of her. She nibbled on my neck and shoulders as I positioned my erect cock in front of her moist pussy. I slowly slid myself inside of Laura, and she dug her nails into my back. When I was all the way inside of her, my balls slapped against her ass, making her gasp. I put my finger in front of her mouth and shushed her, whispering “We have to be quiet so nobody hears.”

Laura seductively nodded to convey her understanding. She started sucking on the finger that I shushed her with, which was super hot. I quietly groaned, “Ohhhhh Laura.” She stopped sucking my finger and quietly moaned back in my ear, “Ohhhhh Paul.” As my thrusts into Laura became harder, I saw her eyes roll back slightly as she stared off into space. Her head sunk back into her pillow and a smile formed across her face. It seemed like she was in pure bliss. I could feel my own orgasm coming, and I asked Laura where she wanted me to cum. She pushed her breasts together and said, “Cum on my titties, I know you love them.”

I kissed Laura one last time and ran my hand through her beautiful red hair. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and began stroking it over her stomach. I grunted deeply as I bucked my hips forward and shot a long rope of cum onto her body. It landed on her tits and neck, and she giggled softly as it hit her. A couple more ropes of cum spurted out from my cock, landing on her tits and stomach. Once I was finished, I laid on top of Laura and kissed her passionately. Our abdomens rubbed together, leaving my cum on both of us. As we kissed and rubbed our noses together, Laura said “I really hope your parents like me.” I smiled down at her and said, “I’m sure they do. And even if they don’t, it doesn’t change how much I love you.”

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