This all began with an incident that has happened to me when I was about 4 or 5 years old. I woke up in the middle of the night from a bad dream and as what all kids that age do when that happens they want to go sleep next to their parents. I got out of bed and tiptoed to their bedroom. The floor would creek if I didn't and I didn't want to wake up my parents and ruin their sleep. I saw that the lights were on in the bedroom and opened the door just a little bit to take a peek. My mother didn't like it when I walked in while she was getting dressed so I didn't want to get her mad if that's what she was doing. I peeked inside and saw something very unusual that I didn't know what it actually was until many years later.
My father was sitting on the edge of his bed with his pants down around his ankles. And my mother was kneeling right between his legs with the top part of her nightgown pulled down to her waste and I could see the side of her breasts. Also she had her head really close to his private area (That's what my family used to call it when we were younger). Her head was bobbing up and down on that area. I wasn't sure if my mom was bobbing her own head, or my father was doing it for her because he was grabbing hold of her hair and seemed to be doing it himself. He also had this funny look on his face that made me giggle. He was also saying some strange things to her, I can't remember much of what it was now, but it might have been something like "Suck it bitch," and "drink it all up."
At the end, my dad raised his all the way up and said "Here it comes, get ready." He made an even weirder face, let out a large moan and fell backwards on the bed. My mom left her head there for a few seconds longer before she lifted her head. I figured that they were done whatever weird game they were playing and that's when I walked in.
"Mom, Dad," I said.
They both freaked out when they saw me standing there. My dad threw himself over to the other side of the bed where I couldn't see him, and my mother pulled her nightgown back up and redid the buttons.
"David!" She yelled. "What the hell are you doing up at this hour?"
"I had a bad dream," I said. "Can I sleep with you guys tonight?"
"NO!" my dad yelled back. "Go back to your own bed."
"I'll handle this Mike," my mother told him and walked over to me.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me back to my room. She put me back into bed and tucked me back in. She was about to leave before I stopped her.
"Don't go mommy," I said. "I'm scared I had a bad dream." "Ok, I'll stay with you until you go back to sleep, alright?"
I said yes, but I still had some questions to ask.
"What were you and daddy doing, mommy?"
She thought for a long while before answering. Can you blame her?
"His underwear was stuck; I was helping him get it off." "Why weren't you dressed all the way up?"
"Because... Because, I was right in the middle of getting dressed for bed before your dad had that problem." "Oh, Ok," I said. I was only 5 years old, so of course I would believe whatever my parents told me.
Now let’s skip forward to when I was 13, when I was just starting puberty and getting interested in girls. At this point I had many friends of who never seemed to stop talking about sports or girls. I learned pretty much everything I needed to know about sex and basketball from all of them.
One day we were all invited to a birthday party at Jennifer Salby's house. She was one of the hottest girls in school, or at least in our grade. She was also the first girl to start developing breasts, which got the eyes of everyone in our class.
"Dude, guess what I heard," Tom said. Or was it his brother Brad. It's been too long to remember every detail. "I heard that Jennifer gives great head."
"Awesome," Jake said. "Maybe she'll give us each one at the party."
"What does that mean?" I asked. "What does giving head mean?"
"Dude, you don't know?"
"No."
And they explained it all to me, every part of what goes on with it. I soaked all that information up and understood it all. Later that day I got home and saw my mother in the kitchen making dinner. I lost memory popped in my head, and I think you all know what that memory was. My eyes shot open and my mouth dropped at that very thought of what happened to me many years ago. I have never before that day thought of my parents doing anything sexual like that before. I ran up to my room to play video games and doing ALL of my homework in hopes of trying to forget about that experience. But no matter what I did, I just can't stop thinking about it.
Now let’s skip forward to me as an adult. A 20 year old who just finished his third year of college and just got back home for the summer. By then my parents have split up. My dad is about three states away with his new wife and two stepdaughters. It was a mutual divorce, they both saw it coming for months, that's why mom didn't take everything he owned like how some wives do. She only took about a few thousand dollars a month for alimony, and she works as a secretary for some lawyer.
Let me tell you a little about my parents. They both got married pretty young, fresh out of high school. She was 17 and he was 18. I was born one year later. He joined the army for about 5 years before leaving and getting a job for his uncle as a salesman and later earned his way up the corporate ladder as an executive.
My mom was a very beautiful woman. She had long blonde hair which she ties back into a bun for work, face of a 30 year old, and a great body with 34d tits, a great ass and long slender legs. I know that last part because ever since I was 13 and I found out about the truth of that incident, I started to look at my mother in a whole new light and began a small infatuation with her. I started spying on her getting, in the shower, when she's wearing a bikini and tanning outside, and so forth. I always used her image to fulfill my sexual fantasies. Hell I even fantasized about that incident that happened to me when I was little, with me in place of my dad that is. I never felt guilty about all of this, but I knew she would be pissed if she ever found out.
On the first day I got back home for the summer I dropped my bags on the floor and ran upstairs to give surprise my mother by being home two days earlier and give her a big hug. The door was wide open so I looked and I was completely shocked about what I just saw. My mother, completely naked on the bed, standing on all fours, while some guy was behind her giving it to her straight up the ass.
