My Secret Garden: The Country Life - Chapter 1
I had a pretty good life growing up, still do really. I had parents who loved me, George (Jonno) and Elizabeth (Liz). They made sure, no matter how hard it was for them, I never went without. I had Aunty Mary and Uncle Jock who loved me. They introduced me to so many things I could never, even in my wildest masturbating dreams, have imagined. I had three great school friends, well life friends would be a better description. James Johnston (JJ), Giovanni Rossi (Gino) and Chole Thompson (Thommo). Chole became our sexual muse. Our parents treated us all as their own. Households always, well mostly, warm and welcoming. You could always get a feed or stay the night. Generally we all held each other.
My Dad and his brother, Edward went off to WW2. Dad was 20 and need permission for his parents. Edward was 22 so didn't need any. Edward married my Aunty Mary (mum's sister) before he left. I don't know too much of the story but dad came home and his brother didn't. Mum told me once that dad was never really the same after the war. I never knew if it was because of his brother, the war and what he had to do. Probably was both I guess. Any way ... mum and dad got married in 1946. Dad was 26, mum was 23. I was born some 13 years later. Mum always said there were "difficulties in making me" Dad used to smile and say "I need lots of practice to get the formula right!". Only took me about 6 years to work out what he meant.
Aunty Mary, by all accounts, was rather stunning in her younger days. When she got the telegram about Edward, understandably, she was shattered. Mum had to look after her for a bit. When Mary "recovered" she started eating, drinking and became quite the town fuck. Mum, was about 3 years younger and did her best to keep her safe. When I became sexually aware, about 12 years old, Mary was the most sexiest, voluptuous woman I had ever seen. Her big, magnificent boobs and super curvaceous figure she was indeed a BBW. Mary was the subject of many wet dreams and masturbations. She always called me sweetie.
My dad used to have night terrors. Sometimes he would get so drunk, mum and me had to put him to bed. We were lucky he was never violent. There were k**s at school whose fathers had similar experiences to my dad but, when they got on the grog no one was safe. One night, I heard my dad screaming and mum trying to calm him down. When things had got quieter, I got up to go and have a slash. I walked past their bedroom and the door was open and the bed lamp on. Dad liked to sleep like that. When I walked past I found I had an exclusive view of my parents fucking! Mum was sitting on dad's cock, riding it, her not too small boobs were hanging deliciously and undulating to the rhythm of the fucking. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. I found myself getting an erection watching, thinking of sucking those beautiful boobs and I started to masturbate. This was the first live human sex act I had seen. The fact that they were my parents was glossed over in my haze of masturbating. While I had my gland in my hand stroking for all I was worth, mum looked over and saw me. She must have noticed me stroking my little cock because she smiled looking directly at me jacking myself off and she did not miss a beat riding dad's cock. I was at the point of no return and ejaculated in my hand and I ate the evidence. I am sure mum watched me cum and eat it. Finally, as silently as I could I went for that slash. As an aside, I like eating my sperm, always have, always will.
The next morning, at breakfast, mum said "did you enjoy yourself last night?" I went as red as a beetroot. I didn't know what to say. Mum said" It's OK, I know you masturbate and if you are like your dad you will have a big sexual appetite. You have been masturbating for about 6 months ... I know these things. If I can ask you ... please don't jack off to your parents ... it's kind of weird and your dad wouldn't get it." and as if to embarrass me further she said "did you enjoy eating your sperm?" Fuck!! My mother asking me that. I was mortified. I thought well I am in it now, nowhere to hide. I took a spoon full of my cornflakes, gathered my thoughts and said "Yes I did enjoy eating my sperm. It was delicious. I'll just keep my masturbating to the page 3 girls from now on" I said with a smile. We both laughed. And so my mum instantly became my closest confident, sounding board for all things life and the keeper of my secrets.
My Dad and his brother, Edward went off to WW2. Dad was 20 and need permission for his parents. Edward was 22 so didn't need any. Edward married my Aunty Mary (mum's sister) before he left. I don't know too much of the story but dad came home and his brother didn't. Mum told me once that dad was never really the same after the war. I never knew if it was because of his brother, the war and what he had to do. Probably was both I guess. Any way ... mum and dad got married in 1946. Dad was 26, mum was 23. I was born some 13 years later. Mum always said there were "difficulties in making me" Dad used to smile and say "I need lots of practice to get the formula right!". Only took me about 6 years to work out what he meant.
Aunty Mary, by all accounts, was rather stunning in her younger days. When she got the telegram about Edward, understandably, she was shattered. Mum had to look after her for a bit. When Mary "recovered" she started eating, drinking and became quite the town fuck. Mum, was about 3 years younger and did her best to keep her safe. When I became sexually aware, about 12 years old, Mary was the most sexiest, voluptuous woman I had ever seen. Her big, magnificent boobs and super curvaceous figure she was indeed a BBW. Mary was the subject of many wet dreams and masturbations. She always called me sweetie.
My dad used to have night terrors. Sometimes he would get so drunk, mum and me had to put him to bed. We were lucky he was never violent. There were k**s at school whose fathers had similar experiences to my dad but, when they got on the grog no one was safe. One night, I heard my dad screaming and mum trying to calm him down. When things had got quieter, I got up to go and have a slash. I walked past their bedroom and the door was open and the bed lamp on. Dad liked to sleep like that. When I walked past I found I had an exclusive view of my parents fucking! Mum was sitting on dad's cock, riding it, her not too small boobs were hanging deliciously and undulating to the rhythm of the fucking. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. I found myself getting an erection watching, thinking of sucking those beautiful boobs and I started to masturbate. This was the first live human sex act I had seen. The fact that they were my parents was glossed over in my haze of masturbating. While I had my gland in my hand stroking for all I was worth, mum looked over and saw me. She must have noticed me stroking my little cock because she smiled looking directly at me jacking myself off and she did not miss a beat riding dad's cock. I was at the point of no return and ejaculated in my hand and I ate the evidence. I am sure mum watched me cum and eat it. Finally, as silently as I could I went for that slash. As an aside, I like eating my sperm, always have, always will.
The next morning, at breakfast, mum said "did you enjoy yourself last night?" I went as red as a beetroot. I didn't know what to say. Mum said" It's OK, I know you masturbate and if you are like your dad you will have a big sexual appetite. You have been masturbating for about 6 months ... I know these things. If I can ask you ... please don't jack off to your parents ... it's kind of weird and your dad wouldn't get it." and as if to embarrass me further she said "did you enjoy eating your sperm?" Fuck!! My mother asking me that. I was mortified. I thought well I am in it now, nowhere to hide. I took a spoon full of my cornflakes, gathered my thoughts and said "Yes I did enjoy eating my sperm. It was delicious. I'll just keep my masturbating to the page 3 girls from now on" I said with a smile. We both laughed. And so my mum instantly became my closest confident, sounding board for all things life and the keeper of my secrets.
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