My Mother's Old Man Was My Old Man Too Growing Up

When I was still young this man was wanting my mother. She played him but he showed up at our house and took her kicking and screaming. She only calmed down when he told her that if she kept that up he was going to take me instead. She moped around with a long face but she knew he wasn't going away and she sucked him and laid back to get fucked. One day he sent her to get me and she told me to get my panties off and get in bed, to think of something else if I wanted but he was going to fuck me either way.

I tried thinking of something else but all I could think about was him fucking me. He shoved himself into me and I went blank and started trembling in a fit and he had to hold me down to finish me off. I came to with him still on top of me breathing hard. He kept rubbing me and he got hard again and he fucked me real tender and nice and came in me holding me tight and my arms around him neck holding on. Right then after finishing he kissed me deep on the mouth before letting me go and getting off.

On his back breathing deep over and over he told me to stay still, up against him he wanted to feel my warm body against him. After that I got fucked over a long honeymoon until I accepted him as the man in my life. He liked me real well and was very happy with me. My mother was pregnant and he wanted a son. My mother took care of all the house things for him, she was always available to him, he liked her sucking him like a baby sucks a tit, he liked her ass a lot and held her tight and rubbed his dick in her crack until she got herself in position for his dick to go into her. Sometimes when he fucked her he held her down even when she complained and told her he liked fucking her.

I grew up knowing how it felt to have a man, even if he was my mother's man, he taught me how to please him and my mother taught me how to be a woman and to serve him and please him. One day I would have a man of my own, and being his woman was going to serve me well.

My mother had two children with him and she was his common law wife because he had a wife from an earlier time who wouldn't give him a divorce and not take his money. All those years until I was off on my own I was his woman in everyway but one, my mother kept me from getting pregnant. I still love him, you don't ever stop loving your first man. I have a lover, but he is nothing to me, just a hard dick. But when I want to feel that feeling again I go to my mother's and I hold my 'old man' tight to me when he kisses me on the lips.