Trailer Park Trash All Grown Up

I grew up in Kentucky, a small town and we lived in a rental trailer, my mother and her boyfriend and me and my brother. We shared a room, with bunkbeds. A lot of kids grew up like us and we talked a lot about hearing our parents getting it on. A lot of us saw them too. My brother was a whacker, he whacked off a lot. He had the bottom bunk and I slept on the top bunk, so when he whacked off I rode the bed until he had whacked off. I saw his dick when it was hard and when he oozed cum out of it. Also when it was soft. He asked me to suck him but I never did.

One night, it was late I woke up to my Mom calling her boyfriend a son of a bitch. They weren't in their room. I got up and went into the hallway and my mom was across the kitchen table and her boyfriend was fucking her. I must stood there and stared into my Mom's eyes while he fucked her. While I was watching she didn't say anything.

Most kids where we grew up were sexually active in junior high. It was a real winner to have a boyfriend from high school, but most girls had a boyfriend from one grade up or the same grade. My brother 'sold' me to a boy in his grade and I got held down while he fucked me. It was the same way my Mom got fucked that night in the trailer, over a table. I guess I was supposed to scream or something but I just kept my mouth shut. I had a dick shoved in my mouth by another guy, but I didn't suck him.

After that I was sexually active. If you had sex you went out. It was that simple. Once I had sex I went on BC so it didn't matter to me when or where I got fucked. I learned to suckoff and took a lot of guys cum in my mouth. I wasn't any more a whore than the other girls and no one cared. In our little corner of the woods that's how you belonged at school.

My brother went into the Army after he graduated and I finally got a room for myself. I put my mattress on the bottom bunk, because his was stained with his cum. Mine had stains, but they were mine from my periods. My mother's mattress was also stained. When people tossed a mattress out they were always stained. Blood and cum. Blood and cum. Lots of cum.

I worked at the water treatment plant as a clerk. A guy there had the hots for me but I kept myself away from him. I never expected to escape from him, but I made it last as long as I could. I took it with grace, mouth shut, held onto the other side of the work table in the shop and he fucked away until he had to quit. He never was able to cum. He left me alone after that.

My brother had fun in the Army where all the guys whacked off. He learned to like cock there and gave up his cherry to some guy from Oregon. He came home gayer than gay. A regular cock sucker. My mother's boyfriend exposed him one night, forced his cock in his mouth and my brother went on and sucked him dry. They had an understanding after that. I'll say it now, my mother's boyfriend never got me. Never. But he wanted to when I got old enough to be hot.

I ran away with a guy I met at work. He was a junior welder and he said he could get a better job in the oilfield in Louisiana, he had a friend there. I went with him, anyplace was better than where I grew up. We lived in an apartment. We got married and I got a certification as an LVN at the local college. And that's what I work as now. I like my job and the people are decent at the hospital. My husband got certified as a welder so he could work on high pressure vessels. Between the two of us we make a nice wage and have a house.

Oh, I still give it to him over the kitchen table. Except we don't have kids who want to watch.