Straight Female / 38
I suppose that this was wrong, but at the time it was right. I grew up in a close latino family, in an all latino neighborhood. We lived with our grandmother, my mother and I, and she and I shared a room and a bed. When my mother had a 'friend', I had to go sleep with my grandmother.
On one of those nights, my mother was going at it pretty loud, and her guy was calling her all kind of bad names, we could here him slapping her and telling her to do things, and her telling him that she liked getting fucked and for him to stop hitting her and fuck her.
My grandmother had me held tight against her, she kept saying things like 'this time she is really going to get it', 'I bet he has a huge cock', 'she likes a man that knows how to treat her', she was humping herself against me and feeling herself and fingering herself and she went into this orgasm and when she was done she said she wished that she had a man that would fuck her too.
I was 12. That man became a fixture in our house and I had to sleep with my grandmother and my mother got it most of the time. She told me that he didn't slap her face, he slapped her ass, he liked to slap her and that is how she got hot and once she was hot she had to have him. She reminded me that men liked women with a nice ass. Tits were nice, but ass was better and a girl with a nice ass and a pretty face could get just about any man she wanted. In my house my mother and grandmother talked about sex all the timed and my grandmother examined me to see how I was growing up.
My mother's boyfriend liked for me to be affectionate to him. To put my arms around his waist, to hold his hand, to sit on his lap, to hug up close so he could feel my tits against his chest. He would have me put my arms around him, hug up real tight so he could feel my tits and he would hold me by my butt and tell me that I was growing up and soon he would show me what a man was. We had a large couch, the only real piece of furniture in the living room, and I would straddle him and sit on his hard cock and rub myself until I had an orgasm. A lot of times he would cum in his pants and show me what I had done. I was horny all the time.
On my 14th birthday, after we ate he had me stand beside him and he pulled my pants out to look if I was grown up. I lowered my pants and panties halfway down my thighs and he felt me up asking me if I was ready to be with a man. he stood up and told me to take my pants off and we would go find out if I liked it. I took my top off and totally naked I lay back on my mother's bed and I had my first complete man experience.
My mother pretty much told me to find my own man, but to find one that worked because if not I was going to have to work to support him. The man I found was the owner of the home repair shop, he was in his forties, his wife didn't live with him and I became his girlfriend.
Later, many years later, when I got out of the army I went to cosmetology school to learn how to be hairdresser, I owned my own shop in the neighborhood. My old boyfriend when I was a kid is an old man and I take care of him. My mother is the grandmother, I live with a man and she lives with us, we have a three bedroom house so my daughters have a room to themselves. I'm sure that my mother and daughters can hear everything that goes on at night, my man likes me to be affectionate to him, and I am not quiet.
On one of those nights, my mother was going at it pretty loud, and her guy was calling her all kind of bad names, we could here him slapping her and telling her to do things, and her telling him that she liked getting fucked and for him to stop hitting her and fuck her.
My grandmother had me held tight against her, she kept saying things like 'this time she is really going to get it', 'I bet he has a huge cock', 'she likes a man that knows how to treat her', she was humping herself against me and feeling herself and fingering herself and she went into this orgasm and when she was done she said she wished that she had a man that would fuck her too.
I was 12. That man became a fixture in our house and I had to sleep with my grandmother and my mother got it most of the time. She told me that he didn't slap her face, he slapped her ass, he liked to slap her and that is how she got hot and once she was hot she had to have him. She reminded me that men liked women with a nice ass. Tits were nice, but ass was better and a girl with a nice ass and a pretty face could get just about any man she wanted. In my house my mother and grandmother talked about sex all the timed and my grandmother examined me to see how I was growing up.
My mother's boyfriend liked for me to be affectionate to him. To put my arms around his waist, to hold his hand, to sit on his lap, to hug up close so he could feel my tits against his chest. He would have me put my arms around him, hug up real tight so he could feel my tits and he would hold me by my butt and tell me that I was growing up and soon he would show me what a man was. We had a large couch, the only real piece of furniture in the living room, and I would straddle him and sit on his hard cock and rub myself until I had an orgasm. A lot of times he would cum in his pants and show me what I had done. I was horny all the time.
On my 14th birthday, after we ate he had me stand beside him and he pulled my pants out to look if I was grown up. I lowered my pants and panties halfway down my thighs and he felt me up asking me if I was ready to be with a man. he stood up and told me to take my pants off and we would go find out if I liked it. I took my top off and totally naked I lay back on my mother's bed and I had my first complete man experience.
My mother pretty much told me to find my own man, but to find one that worked because if not I was going to have to work to support him. The man I found was the owner of the home repair shop, he was in his forties, his wife didn't live with him and I became his girlfriend.
Later, many years later, when I got out of the army I went to cosmetology school to learn how to be hairdresser, I owned my own shop in the neighborhood. My old boyfriend when I was a kid is an old man and I take care of him. My mother is the grandmother, I live with a man and she lives with us, we have a three bedroom house so my daughters have a room to themselves. I'm sure that my mother and daughters can hear everything that goes on at night, my man likes me to be affectionate to him, and I am not quiet.
