I was six when my mom got a live in boyfriend. He was a nice guy and I got along with him great. My mother, having him around, was all over him, lots of displays of affection. Lots and lots of kissing and she always grabbed his penis when she kissed him. I guess I was starved for male affection as well, because I quickly found his lap to sit in and would wrap his arms around me. I also stole mouth kisses.

Then one day we worked in the yard, it was a project and when we got done we were all real sweaty. We went into the house and my mom took me to the bathroom where she stripped me totally naked in front of him, and told me to get in the shower because she was going to wash my hair. She ran the water until it was the right temperature and in I went, while she grabbed on to him and kissed him. She took his penis out of his pants and got down on her knees and gave him a hand job and a blowjob. She left him with a huge erection, stripped naked and got in the shower with me and made the comment to me "doesn't he just have the most beautiful penis, I can't get enough of it, I just love it". Those words were forever imprinted on my brain.

She invited her sweetie to join us in the shower. And there I was, six years old with a my naked mom and her boyfriend and their totally naked sex organs right in my face. She lathered up my hair, and then lathered and stoked his penis, she masturbated him into an erection. She rinsed my hair out, lathered herself up and asked him to lather her pussy and her butt. And then she told him to lather me up and wash me good.

We got out of the shower, after drying my hair with a towel and putting on my panties she brushed her teeth, walked out totally naked threw back the covers on the bed and laid back in all her glory and called her boyfriend to come and 'make mommy happy'. I sat in the chair and watched my mom have sex. If that doesn't wake up your primal feeling, nothing will.

The other very vivid memory of my mother having sex with her boyfriend, I was thirteen, and we had rented a house on the beach. By then I had seen most everything, and I still hugged her boyfriend and sat on his lap and I still stole kisses on the lips. Naked wasn't a word in the house because my mom was always naked or topless and she encouraged me to go topless as well. She was right about the feeling of having your breasts unencumbered and free, but I digress. We came up from the beach and her boyfriend was sitting on the stool by the kitchen bar, she served him a drink and then walked around to him to give him some 'attention', she unzipped his shorts and took out his penis and proceeded to give him a blowjob. These were not in themselves rare, and his penis was as much a part of the household as were our naked breasts. But that day, she was very aggressive and intense, she untied the bottoms of her bikini and straddled him on the stool and lowered herself on to his penis.


Maybe it was the day, or maybe I just needed to watch, but I watched. I watched her lower herself on to his penis, then begin to grind on him while he held her by the butt. She took off her top, and really went on strong. This was no longer petting sex, she was driving for an orgasm and soon he took over and laid her on the couch. He fucked her this time, a pure self centered fuck. He didn't care if she liked it, or if she was getting pleasure out of it, he fucked her until he came. I found that I had masturbated the whole time, I was sore from rubbing myself, it was probably my first real orgasm.

They are still a couple, and I have long since moved out of the house. I have my own boyfriend with my own penis to pay attention to. I really understand my mother, a penis is a terrible thing to waste.