How my Sex Life came about part 2
How my Sex Life came about part 2
Neither of my parents talked to me about my sexuality or anything. I only got the beating of my life with the belt. My heart was broken as well as my ass,
Being gay wasn’t accepted back in the sixties as it is today. Mom told me I had shamed her and my father for what I had done. She sure in hell hoped no one in our small town found out about this.
My ass was black and blue from my beating. That was not the worst. The worst was I was unsure of who or what I was. Was I gay or not? I had enjoyed looking at my mother but loved my fun with Scott.
I was grounded and my chore list was doubled. My mother even threatened to make me wear a dress around the house if my chores weren't done right. I was not allowed to be home alone so I had to go to the store when my mother did. More than a few times my mother would be wearing a low-cut top or tight-fitting jeans.
If she caught me looking at her she would ask me what was I looking at? You like boys, not girls. That confused and hurt me.
I was confused because if I was gay. Why did mom and other girls give me a boner? It hurt because of the way mom treated me now. I was crying in my room once and mom came in. I thought she would give me comfort.
“Suck it up princess and be a man, oh that’s right your a girly boy,” “Now stop crying or I will have your father give you something to cry about,” mom said giving me a stern look.
She treated me like I had killed someone. I had only sucked and fucked dick. I want to tell her to go fuck herself and that I hated her. However, if I had I probably would have gotten the belt again.
I also found out that she regularly sucked my father. My mother was very good at it too. I thought she was born a cocksucker just like I was. I would often catch her doing it out back while doing my chores.
I would be mowing on our tractor and see her in action. Sometimes she sucked him while she was standing in the pool with him sitting on the edge of the pool. Other times he sat down in a lounge chair and mom would suck him. In some ways, I thought she was teasing me. That she could suck but I couldn't.
I couldn't believe my father allowed her to suck him in front of me. It seemed he was on her side, not mine. But then again why would he care as long as he got to blow a load.
They even left their bedroom door open at night time when having sex. My mom swallowed or had my father cum on her tits. I heard her begging for him to fill her pussy with cum all the time.
I found out that my mother was very sexual. She would dress up in sexy outfits when having sex. Her legs were lovely in nylons. My favorite was when she wore this nylon bodysuit. It was cut out for her tits and crotchless. I could see her pussy hair and big pussy lips hanging from that open crotch. I even thought she saw me watching a few times but if she did she never said anything.
After watching I would go jack off not thinking about cock but about how sexy my mother was. I also caught her toying her pussy when my father was working. She was very vocal when she toyed her pussy. Almost like she wanted me to hear and see her.
I watched her squit her juices many times with her toys. More than a few times I sniffed the towel she laid under herself. I thought it would smell like piss but it didn't.
My mother made me do her laundry sometimes. She told me I must have been the wife as I was the one who took it up the ass. That hurt when she used to tell me that. I felt in some way she was belittling me. If I tried to talk to her about that she slapped my face.
“I am not ready to talk yet,” my mother would tell me.
However, her wet panties were always on top of the basket she gave me to wash. I even took a pair for my pleasure at night when alone. I sniffed, licked her wetness, and wrapped them around my cock when jacking off.
I replaced them each laundry day so she never missed them. Besides I got fresh wet ones to use. I would even ask her if she had any laundry for me to do to get fresh ones.
“Not today but you are a sweet boy for asking,” mom said smiling.
My mother even started kissing me on my cheek again. I would always pop a boner when she did. As to my father, his cock was smaller than mine. However, I did notice sometimes he was quick on the draw. My mom would often yell at him.
“Dam you, I hadn't orgasm yet,” my mother would tell him.
My mother often had him eat her pussy out when he did cum too soon. That confused me. I got beat with the belt for eating cum. Why didn't he get in trouble for eating his cum from her? All this started to take a toll on me. I still didn't know whether I was gay or straight.
One day my father brought my mother a new dirt bike. She asked me if I wanted to go riding. We dressed in our moto gear and got the bikes out of the bike barn.
Mom smiled and asked if I was up for a game of moto tag. I smiling shaking my head yes. Mom took off with me chasing her. I was right on her tail but just couldn't reach her.
She finally makes a mistake while making a jump. I was able to make the jump perfectly. I touched her as I got beside her. She pulled into that same spot that I used to play with Patty and Scott.
When she parked her bike I was lost in thought. My mother took her helmet off. She fluffed her long blonde hair. She got off her bike telling me to come with her. She walked to that small clearing where we played. She turned toward me.
“You ready for your prize?” mom asked smiling.
I shook my head, yes not knowing what my prize was to be. I thought a hard slap across my face. I thought somehow she knew Scott and I did the nasty here.
Mom smiled at me as she unzipped her motocross pants. She wiggled them down her lovely thighs and legs. I noticed she didn't have any panties on too.
Mom squatted right in front of me. She parted her thighs allowing me to look right up at her blonde hairy pussy. I watched as he parted those meaty pussy lips with her hands. She looked into my eyes as she did.
Mom’s cunt was wide open. I could see right up inside of her pussy. Suddenly pee started to drip out. That small drip soon turned into a steady stream. Mom bared down and her pee gushed from her open pee. Her stream was like a garden hose.
Her pee had even gushed over her hand. Mom dripped the last few drops from her pussy as she licked the overflow from her hands. She was looking into my eyes as she did. I was looking into hers as well. At least when not looking up her pussy.
Mom finished and stood back up. She turned around so her ass was facing me. I could see pee still dripping from her pussy hairs. Mom pulled her pants back up shaking her ass at me as she did. Mom came to me and kissed my cheek.
“Did you enjoy your prize?” my mother asked smiling.
I just shook my head yes. I was at a loss for words. Me watching her peeing was like a dream that had come true. Her licking it from her hand only added to it.
I started to say something. I wanted to ask her why was she tormenting me like this. Mom pressed her fingers to my lips. It was still wet with her piss. I could even smell her sex on them.
“No question, I am not ready for that yet,” my mother said. “Now remember tell no one especially your father, not even about playing moto tag,” mom added laughing.
I told her ok then asked her if she wanted to see me pee? Mom smiled and laughed. She shook her head no as she slipped her helmet back on.
She looked at me smiling as she said, “I have already seen you peeing many times in the bathroom at home. Mom kicked started her bike and took off leaving me just standing there.
I finally caught up to her as she reached the bike barn. We got off the bikes. Mom walked over to me and asked me to adjust her clutch. I watched her ass as she walked to the house. She looked over her shoulder at me as she did.
“If you need to release some pressure feel free to jack off, I have already seen you doing that many times as well, mom said smiling.
I noticed a gleam in her eyes as she did. I waited till she was out of view. I then jacked off thinking about mom. I busted a nut licking my lips hoping to taste her sex again. I couldn't but I did lick my cum from my hand.
I adjusted her clutch on her bike and walked into the house. Mom was in the kitchen getting dinner ready. I walked to her and kissed her on her cheek.
“Thanks, mom I needed that, ” I said to her smiling.
“Go shower your all sweaty,” mom said rubbing her hand on my face.
During my shower, I soaped up my dick and jacked off again. I like it with my dick is all slippery. I busted a nut to my mom once more. By now my cum was thick and white.
I no longer shot out clear cum when I would cum. However, I now dripped plenty of pre-cum which I always enjoyed tasting. I used my pre-cum as lube to jack off when it dripped a lot too.
I even let it drip into her drinks I made her when I could. She always gave me a sip before she drank it. It seemed my life was starting to return to normal. I was still grounded and as much as In as much I tried to dream about mom. All I did was have dreams about sucking dicks and taking it up my ass.
A few of those dreams turned into nightmares. In those, my mother had caught me again. I would wake from those breathing hard and sweaty.
One night I heard my parents having sex. I make my way quietly to their bedroom, I saw their bedroom door was opened. Their bed faced their door so I had a good view.
My mother was on her hands and knees. Her lovely ass sticking high in the air. She used her hands to pull her butt cheeks apart. She winked her lovely brown at my father who was behind her.
“Tongue my ass, then fuck my ass,” my mother said looking over her shoulder.
When she did I thought she saw me as she seemed to be smiling at me as she spoke. I pulled away from their doorway. I waited till my mother was moaning to look again.
I looked and watched as my father licked her lovely asshole. I had never done that with anyone. I slipped my cock stroking it as I watched.
After he had licked her asshole. He rolled his tongue in a tight u shape. He then poked it at her asshole. Mom pulled her butt cheeks apart with her hands making her asshole open to accept his tongue up her asshole.
Only certain people can do that with their tongue. My mother once asked me if I could roll my tongue. I showed her that I could. She told me I was special as one had to have the right type of gene to be able to do that.
I knew now what made that person special. My father tongued her asshole for a while. He had my mother moaning and pushing that lovely ass into his tongue. Finally, my mother told him to fuck her ass.
He spits on her asshole rubbing in and pushing his spit into her asshole with his thumb. He got behind her and rubbed his dick head at her asshole. He then shoved it in deep up her asshole.
I knew then this was not mom’s first time being fucked up her ass. My father started pounding my mother fast and hard. Mom took that cock like a champ just like I always had with Scott.
I was stroking my cock just like he fucked her ass. I even spit into my hand using that and my pre-cum as lube. Mom told him she was going to orgasm. My father buried his cock deep in her ass.
“Ahhhh shit, ” my mother screamed.
Her thighs shook and she started squirting from her pussy. She soaked their bedsheets with them. My father’s dick slipped from her asshole. Her asshole convulsed and pushed his cum from it. His cum dripped to the sheets beneath them.
I returned to my room before they saw me. I was pissed I hadn’t cum when they had. I lied in bed stroking my cock. I noticed my hairbrush on my nightstand by my bed.
I got up and made sure my door was locked. I grabbed that hairbrush and climbed back into bed. I stroked some pre-cum onto the handle then spit on it. I even spit into my hand and lubed my asshole with it.
The hairbrush handle slipped easily up into my asshole. I often fingered fuck my asshole so I was used to something up my ass. I fucked my asshole while stroking my dick. I was thinking about Scott fucking me up the ass.
I moaned silently as I popped my load. It went all over me and my bed. I felt a little guilty because I was thinking of Scott fucking my ass instead of me fucking mom’s ass.
My punishment was to lick all my cum from my hands and my bed. I cleaned off my hairbrush and opened my door before going to sleep. As I dozed off I was thinking about why my mother could have cock up her ass but I couldn't.
The next morning my mother woke me. She then sat down a laundry basket near my bed. She kissed my cheek as she told me these sheets needed to be washed. She was smiling at me. As she walked out she stopped and looked at me.
“Oh you might want to take care of your morning hard-on as well,” mom said laughing as she closed my door.
I always woke up with a hard-on. Seeing those sheets only made it grow harder. I removed them from the basket. I sniffed and licked at them. I was tasting her wetness as well.
I jacked off wrapping that wet sheet around my dick. I blew my morning load into the sheets. I got dressed and ran them down to our washroom and threw them into the washer.
I was even more confused than before. I had enjoyed watching my mother take a cock up her ass. I wasn't thinking about sticking mine into her asshole. Instead, I found myself wanting a cock deep in my asshole. I knew or at least thought I was gay for sure.
I was confused about why my mother was always sexual toward me. Then only to stop when it got good. Was she punishing me or rewarding me? It only added to my already cluttered mind.
Neither of my parents talked to me about my sexuality or anything. I only got the beating of my life with the belt. My heart was broken as well as my ass,
Being gay wasn’t accepted back in the sixties as it is today. Mom told me I had shamed her and my father for what I had done. She sure in hell hoped no one in our small town found out about this.
My ass was black and blue from my beating. That was not the worst. The worst was I was unsure of who or what I was. Was I gay or not? I had enjoyed looking at my mother but loved my fun with Scott.
I was grounded and my chore list was doubled. My mother even threatened to make me wear a dress around the house if my chores weren't done right. I was not allowed to be home alone so I had to go to the store when my mother did. More than a few times my mother would be wearing a low-cut top or tight-fitting jeans.
If she caught me looking at her she would ask me what was I looking at? You like boys, not girls. That confused and hurt me.
I was confused because if I was gay. Why did mom and other girls give me a boner? It hurt because of the way mom treated me now. I was crying in my room once and mom came in. I thought she would give me comfort.
“Suck it up princess and be a man, oh that’s right your a girly boy,” “Now stop crying or I will have your father give you something to cry about,” mom said giving me a stern look.
She treated me like I had killed someone. I had only sucked and fucked dick. I want to tell her to go fuck herself and that I hated her. However, if I had I probably would have gotten the belt again.
I also found out that she regularly sucked my father. My mother was very good at it too. I thought she was born a cocksucker just like I was. I would often catch her doing it out back while doing my chores.
I would be mowing on our tractor and see her in action. Sometimes she sucked him while she was standing in the pool with him sitting on the edge of the pool. Other times he sat down in a lounge chair and mom would suck him. In some ways, I thought she was teasing me. That she could suck but I couldn't.
I couldn't believe my father allowed her to suck him in front of me. It seemed he was on her side, not mine. But then again why would he care as long as he got to blow a load.
They even left their bedroom door open at night time when having sex. My mom swallowed or had my father cum on her tits. I heard her begging for him to fill her pussy with cum all the time.
I found out that my mother was very sexual. She would dress up in sexy outfits when having sex. Her legs were lovely in nylons. My favorite was when she wore this nylon bodysuit. It was cut out for her tits and crotchless. I could see her pussy hair and big pussy lips hanging from that open crotch. I even thought she saw me watching a few times but if she did she never said anything.
After watching I would go jack off not thinking about cock but about how sexy my mother was. I also caught her toying her pussy when my father was working. She was very vocal when she toyed her pussy. Almost like she wanted me to hear and see her.
I watched her squit her juices many times with her toys. More than a few times I sniffed the towel she laid under herself. I thought it would smell like piss but it didn't.
My mother made me do her laundry sometimes. She told me I must have been the wife as I was the one who took it up the ass. That hurt when she used to tell me that. I felt in some way she was belittling me. If I tried to talk to her about that she slapped my face.
“I am not ready to talk yet,” my mother would tell me.
However, her wet panties were always on top of the basket she gave me to wash. I even took a pair for my pleasure at night when alone. I sniffed, licked her wetness, and wrapped them around my cock when jacking off.
I replaced them each laundry day so she never missed them. Besides I got fresh wet ones to use. I would even ask her if she had any laundry for me to do to get fresh ones.
“Not today but you are a sweet boy for asking,” mom said smiling.
My mother even started kissing me on my cheek again. I would always pop a boner when she did. As to my father, his cock was smaller than mine. However, I did notice sometimes he was quick on the draw. My mom would often yell at him.
“Dam you, I hadn't orgasm yet,” my mother would tell him.
My mother often had him eat her pussy out when he did cum too soon. That confused me. I got beat with the belt for eating cum. Why didn't he get in trouble for eating his cum from her? All this started to take a toll on me. I still didn't know whether I was gay or straight.
One day my father brought my mother a new dirt bike. She asked me if I wanted to go riding. We dressed in our moto gear and got the bikes out of the bike barn.
Mom smiled and asked if I was up for a game of moto tag. I smiling shaking my head yes. Mom took off with me chasing her. I was right on her tail but just couldn't reach her.
She finally makes a mistake while making a jump. I was able to make the jump perfectly. I touched her as I got beside her. She pulled into that same spot that I used to play with Patty and Scott.
When she parked her bike I was lost in thought. My mother took her helmet off. She fluffed her long blonde hair. She got off her bike telling me to come with her. She walked to that small clearing where we played. She turned toward me.
“You ready for your prize?” mom asked smiling.
I shook my head, yes not knowing what my prize was to be. I thought a hard slap across my face. I thought somehow she knew Scott and I did the nasty here.
Mom smiled at me as she unzipped her motocross pants. She wiggled them down her lovely thighs and legs. I noticed she didn't have any panties on too.
Mom squatted right in front of me. She parted her thighs allowing me to look right up at her blonde hairy pussy. I watched as he parted those meaty pussy lips with her hands. She looked into my eyes as she did.
Mom’s cunt was wide open. I could see right up inside of her pussy. Suddenly pee started to drip out. That small drip soon turned into a steady stream. Mom bared down and her pee gushed from her open pee. Her stream was like a garden hose.
Her pee had even gushed over her hand. Mom dripped the last few drops from her pussy as she licked the overflow from her hands. She was looking into my eyes as she did. I was looking into hers as well. At least when not looking up her pussy.
Mom finished and stood back up. She turned around so her ass was facing me. I could see pee still dripping from her pussy hairs. Mom pulled her pants back up shaking her ass at me as she did. Mom came to me and kissed my cheek.
“Did you enjoy your prize?” my mother asked smiling.
I just shook my head yes. I was at a loss for words. Me watching her peeing was like a dream that had come true. Her licking it from her hand only added to it.
I started to say something. I wanted to ask her why was she tormenting me like this. Mom pressed her fingers to my lips. It was still wet with her piss. I could even smell her sex on them.
“No question, I am not ready for that yet,” my mother said. “Now remember tell no one especially your father, not even about playing moto tag,” mom added laughing.
I told her ok then asked her if she wanted to see me pee? Mom smiled and laughed. She shook her head no as she slipped her helmet back on.
She looked at me smiling as she said, “I have already seen you peeing many times in the bathroom at home. Mom kicked started her bike and took off leaving me just standing there.
I finally caught up to her as she reached the bike barn. We got off the bikes. Mom walked over to me and asked me to adjust her clutch. I watched her ass as she walked to the house. She looked over her shoulder at me as she did.
“If you need to release some pressure feel free to jack off, I have already seen you doing that many times as well, mom said smiling.
I noticed a gleam in her eyes as she did. I waited till she was out of view. I then jacked off thinking about mom. I busted a nut licking my lips hoping to taste her sex again. I couldn't but I did lick my cum from my hand.
I adjusted her clutch on her bike and walked into the house. Mom was in the kitchen getting dinner ready. I walked to her and kissed her on her cheek.
“Thanks, mom I needed that, ” I said to her smiling.
“Go shower your all sweaty,” mom said rubbing her hand on my face.
During my shower, I soaped up my dick and jacked off again. I like it with my dick is all slippery. I busted a nut to my mom once more. By now my cum was thick and white.
I no longer shot out clear cum when I would cum. However, I now dripped plenty of pre-cum which I always enjoyed tasting. I used my pre-cum as lube to jack off when it dripped a lot too.
I even let it drip into her drinks I made her when I could. She always gave me a sip before she drank it. It seemed my life was starting to return to normal. I was still grounded and as much as In as much I tried to dream about mom. All I did was have dreams about sucking dicks and taking it up my ass.
A few of those dreams turned into nightmares. In those, my mother had caught me again. I would wake from those breathing hard and sweaty.
One night I heard my parents having sex. I make my way quietly to their bedroom, I saw their bedroom door was opened. Their bed faced their door so I had a good view.
My mother was on her hands and knees. Her lovely ass sticking high in the air. She used her hands to pull her butt cheeks apart. She winked her lovely brown at my father who was behind her.
“Tongue my ass, then fuck my ass,” my mother said looking over her shoulder.
When she did I thought she saw me as she seemed to be smiling at me as she spoke. I pulled away from their doorway. I waited till my mother was moaning to look again.
I looked and watched as my father licked her lovely asshole. I had never done that with anyone. I slipped my cock stroking it as I watched.
After he had licked her asshole. He rolled his tongue in a tight u shape. He then poked it at her asshole. Mom pulled her butt cheeks apart with her hands making her asshole open to accept his tongue up her asshole.
Only certain people can do that with their tongue. My mother once asked me if I could roll my tongue. I showed her that I could. She told me I was special as one had to have the right type of gene to be able to do that.
I knew now what made that person special. My father tongued her asshole for a while. He had my mother moaning and pushing that lovely ass into his tongue. Finally, my mother told him to fuck her ass.
He spits on her asshole rubbing in and pushing his spit into her asshole with his thumb. He got behind her and rubbed his dick head at her asshole. He then shoved it in deep up her asshole.
I knew then this was not mom’s first time being fucked up her ass. My father started pounding my mother fast and hard. Mom took that cock like a champ just like I always had with Scott.
I was stroking my cock just like he fucked her ass. I even spit into my hand using that and my pre-cum as lube. Mom told him she was going to orgasm. My father buried his cock deep in her ass.
“Ahhhh shit, ” my mother screamed.
Her thighs shook and she started squirting from her pussy. She soaked their bedsheets with them. My father’s dick slipped from her asshole. Her asshole convulsed and pushed his cum from it. His cum dripped to the sheets beneath them.
I returned to my room before they saw me. I was pissed I hadn’t cum when they had. I lied in bed stroking my cock. I noticed my hairbrush on my nightstand by my bed.
I got up and made sure my door was locked. I grabbed that hairbrush and climbed back into bed. I stroked some pre-cum onto the handle then spit on it. I even spit into my hand and lubed my asshole with it.
The hairbrush handle slipped easily up into my asshole. I often fingered fuck my asshole so I was used to something up my ass. I fucked my asshole while stroking my dick. I was thinking about Scott fucking me up the ass.
I moaned silently as I popped my load. It went all over me and my bed. I felt a little guilty because I was thinking of Scott fucking my ass instead of me fucking mom’s ass.
My punishment was to lick all my cum from my hands and my bed. I cleaned off my hairbrush and opened my door before going to sleep. As I dozed off I was thinking about why my mother could have cock up her ass but I couldn't.
The next morning my mother woke me. She then sat down a laundry basket near my bed. She kissed my cheek as she told me these sheets needed to be washed. She was smiling at me. As she walked out she stopped and looked at me.
“Oh you might want to take care of your morning hard-on as well,” mom said laughing as she closed my door.
I always woke up with a hard-on. Seeing those sheets only made it grow harder. I removed them from the basket. I sniffed and licked at them. I was tasting her wetness as well.
I jacked off wrapping that wet sheet around my dick. I blew my morning load into the sheets. I got dressed and ran them down to our washroom and threw them into the washer.
I was even more confused than before. I had enjoyed watching my mother take a cock up her ass. I wasn't thinking about sticking mine into her asshole. Instead, I found myself wanting a cock deep in my asshole. I knew or at least thought I was gay for sure.
I was confused about why my mother was always sexual toward me. Then only to stop when it got good. Was she punishing me or rewarding me? It only added to my already cluttered mind.
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