Seems Pretty Common. I Turned Out Alright. What About You?

It seems pretty common looking through all these posts that a lot of people have obsessions with their own family members because we either saw something or something happened to us. Its not necessarily a bad thing unless it traumatized to you and it's okay to have enjoyed it. Ill tell you my story. This is 100% true. When I was a kid, I slept in the same bed as my mom and my brother. My dad wasn't around. My brother was about 10 and I was 9. At first it started off as just sleeping with her because we were too scared to sleep in our own rooms. Then one night I remember getting under the covers with my mom and she was only wearing a bra and panties. We snuggled up with my mom and then all of sudden she started to touch us. Like she rubbed our stomachs at first. Then her hand slipped down further. She would grab our dicks and rub them. We were like "this sort of feels good". Then she pulled down my shorts and told my brother to take off his. He pulled down his underwear and I saw his thing. Then we were completely naked with our mom. She was still wearing her bra and panties. I remember vividly how her body looked at the time. She began jacking us both off at the same time. Then she motioned for me to take off her panties. She got up and told my brother to lay down. She went down and started to suck his dick. I was on my knees next to her waiting for my turn. I was playing with my own dick I was so hard but I had no clue what the hell was going on. I just knew it felt good. Then she told me to get down and excitedly I got down and she switched to me while stroking my brothers dick. Our dicks were so small. Then she layed back down and told one of us to go down and give her head. I went down but I didn't like the taste too much and she had some hair. I just kinda licked it a little then came back up. I don't remember how that night ended but we woke up next to her the next morning both naked and horny still. The next night we did it again. We did this for a few years. My mom passed away and we ended up with our dad. Me and my brother never. I mean never have talked about those nights. To anyone. No one knows. It sort of just happened. But its clear as day in my mind still. Stuff like that seems to happen to a lot of people. I enjoyed it. I know my brother enjoyed it. But we never talk about it and we still turned out alright. Has anything like that ever happened to you?