reddit Stories Of People Walking In On Their Parents Having Sex That Will Scar You  

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For those of you who ever walked in on your parents having sex, know you remain in good company. While it may burn the back of your subconscious, the memory of your parents' sex life is one that many other kids have of their own guardians. Sometimes a child misunderstands the nature of what they heard, and goes to investigate at their own risk. At others, kids may return home when the parents aren't aware, leading to some pretty awkward doorway moments. As mortifying as it must feel for the parents whose kids saw them having sex, think of the children! How can they be expected to carry on the future if they're too busy thinking of their parents mid-Whoopee?

Nevertheless, people who caught their parents having sex know of ways to cope, and that includes sharing their tales on Reddit. Less emotionally damaging than catching your SO having sex with someone else, walking in on your parents just serves as a reminder your parents are people too. They, like everyone else, come with kinks that need some smoothing out.

Knockout Thanksgiving


From thedrun:

Oh...I suppose I have to tell it.

This was in 2008, I was 24. Thanksgiving in my hometown involves everyone going out the night before and getting hammered at all the downtown bars. I had met up with all my friends around 8 PM, got dinner, and then proceeded to get hammered. All in all a great night, a chance to see some of my friends I never get to see otherwise. I had seen my brothers out, so I knew that the house was empty sans my 14-year-old brother and my parents.

Afterward, we got drunk munchies and all made our way home. This was at about 2:30 AM. I don't know why I got it in my head that I should go up and tell Mom and Dad that I was home safely at that hour of the morning, but I did. I stumbled up the stairs and without knocking just opened the door to their bedroom. It was dark, but the light from the hallway illuminated what can only be described as sobering and vile at the same time. I instantly apologized and just ran to my room.

I kinda sat there in the dark and pondered what I had just witnessed. I eventually passed out and the next morning through the haze of my hangover, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. It was my Dad, who said only these words. 'It's a beautiful day, you wouldn't know that if I hadn't knocked before I came in here.'

Needless to say, most awkward Thanksgiving dinner ever.”

He Lived In His Parents' Bedroom


From a deleted user:

“Walk in? I was stuck in the same room as them from beginning to end.

Growing up, I lived in an old stone farm house that was way too small for my parents and their three children. So I ended up sleeping on a small couch in my parents' bedroom until my brothers moved out.

Around the age of 10 I woke up early to muffled panting. I laid perfectly still and didn't make a sound for fear of the embarrassment it would cause my parents. After maybe twenty minutes, my friend's mother knocks on the door (hallelujah) and interrupts them mid-coitus to take me to my morning swimming lessons. I feign sleepiness and slowly get up to put on my swimming trunks and head out the door.

It wasn't as traumatic as it was funny, but luckily I didn't have to see any of it.”

All Mom And Dad Need Is Love


From Talthyren:

“I was eight and going over to my friend’s house, who was just down the street. I told my parents I'd be there for an hour or so.

I walked there, discovered he was not home, and walked back. When I opened the door to my house I heard this blaring Beatles music or some other hippy sh*t.

I walked downstairs towards the source of the music... and caught them in the act. My Dad hastily shoved my mom under the covers to make it seem like he was there alone and said 'I thought you would be gone for an hour?' 

I immediately poker face'd.”

For Dad's Health


From DungPuncher:

“Walked in on my mum giving my dad a blozzer. I had woken up and gone downstairs (nightmare I think) and walked into the living room. My mum dived behind the sofa and my dad pulled his trousers up. I ran back upstairs. The next day he came up with some guff about her checking him for testicular cancer and that checking is very important. Nice try dad.