- My Family -
Straight Male / 61
My Step Mom Passed Away
It was the 1970s when my swinger parents divorced. I was young with memories that really didn't make sense until I was in my mid teens. My mom never went down the swinger path again. But my dad embraced it. My dad was hung like a horse. As a kid I basically saw his dick and mine. When I was around 9 if mone would get as big as his? With one of the biggest smile I ever remember from him he said. "If your lucky it will". I understood soon enough. My dad's visitation was Sundays. In the summer we worked outside on his land, he was always building something. During the winter we hung out in the house with the fireplace set to intense. Most Sundays women would be there from Saturday night"dates" or women and sometimes couples stopped in. It was so hot the women would strip down to tank tops and panties. The way my dad liked it. Lot's of moaning going on behind the bedroom door.
A woman Patricia slowly spent more time around the house. When she was there only couples stopped by. She kissed women in front of me almost getting my attention first. My dad ended up marrying her.
Pat was attractive, brunette, thin like the models of the 70s small breasts, she could grow armpit hair so fast. I loved it.
When I turned 14 she asked me what I knew about women. Before I answered she told me the first of many. "Here is what you need to know " stories. My Sundays with my dad turned into every weekend. Not important why.
Pat wasn't the big party girl she was when my dad first met her. My dad never slowed down, until the day he died he was on the town Friday and Saturday nights. He often went out alone leaving me and Pat alone at the house. Pat had a few men stop by from time to time. Nothing like my dad bringing home a new woman most weekends. Pat and I would sleep on the couch in the downstairs family room. Occasionally my dad would bring a couple home and Pat had to go what she called "perform". I asked her what that meant one Sunday morning and she told me. It didn't make sense to me but I hugged her and she hugged me back. A little teary-eyed she told me she loved me, the first time I recall her telling me that.
This moment changed us. She never was shy, wearing thin nightgowns that I could see her bush and nipples. She called to me from the shower. Not the first time she needed a towel or razer. This time she just soaped herself and we talked. She liked massages. On my bed only wearing panties. She loved her but scratched. I would pull her panties down or go underthem. I think she actually had an orgasm a few times just from myou scratches. She was crazy over my "firsts" it wasn't until I had my first real kiss that she kissed me. She said I'll show you how women like it and our tongues flicked around in each others mouths for an hour. I massaged her sniffing and kicking her armpits until she told me to leave and shut the door. I didn't know at the time but I heard her in there moaning and calling out to God. When she came out more kissing. She told me she masturbated asked if i knew how to do that and then she said "show me" "has a girl touched your dick yet" I lie and said yes. Pat reached down and finished me off. I started making shit up. The day I told her my girlfriend put her mouth on my dick. Pat got on her knees and gave me my first blow job. Swallowed and said that's how girls should do it. Every time I massaged her after that she sucked me off. Then I left her alone for a while as she made herself cum. I had tried many times to touch her pussy, she let me for a few seconds or more if I didn't try to go inside her. At the first fingertip inside she moved my hand. At 15 I did finally get inside my girlfriend's pussy. I let Pat know as we were making out on my bed one morning. I fingered her and made her cum.
Pat asked me if I was still a virgin one night when she was drinking and crying alone in her bedroom. I said nope. Who did you have sex with she asked and I told her the name of an older girl at my school. I lost my virginity that night with zero regrets.
A woman Patricia slowly spent more time around the house. When she was there only couples stopped by. She kissed women in front of me almost getting my attention first. My dad ended up marrying her.
Pat was attractive, brunette, thin like the models of the 70s small breasts, she could grow armpit hair so fast. I loved it.
When I turned 14 she asked me what I knew about women. Before I answered she told me the first of many. "Here is what you need to know " stories. My Sundays with my dad turned into every weekend. Not important why.
Pat wasn't the big party girl she was when my dad first met her. My dad never slowed down, until the day he died he was on the town Friday and Saturday nights. He often went out alone leaving me and Pat alone at the house. Pat had a few men stop by from time to time. Nothing like my dad bringing home a new woman most weekends. Pat and I would sleep on the couch in the downstairs family room. Occasionally my dad would bring a couple home and Pat had to go what she called "perform". I asked her what that meant one Sunday morning and she told me. It didn't make sense to me but I hugged her and she hugged me back. A little teary-eyed she told me she loved me, the first time I recall her telling me that.
This moment changed us. She never was shy, wearing thin nightgowns that I could see her bush and nipples. She called to me from the shower. Not the first time she needed a towel or razer. This time she just soaped herself and we talked. She liked massages. On my bed only wearing panties. She loved her but scratched. I would pull her panties down or go underthem. I think she actually had an orgasm a few times just from myou scratches. She was crazy over my "firsts" it wasn't until I had my first real kiss that she kissed me. She said I'll show you how women like it and our tongues flicked around in each others mouths for an hour. I massaged her sniffing and kicking her armpits until she told me to leave and shut the door. I didn't know at the time but I heard her in there moaning and calling out to God. When she came out more kissing. She told me she masturbated asked if i knew how to do that and then she said "show me" "has a girl touched your dick yet" I lie and said yes. Pat reached down and finished me off. I started making shit up. The day I told her my girlfriend put her mouth on my dick. Pat got on her knees and gave me my first blow job. Swallowed and said that's how girls should do it. Every time I massaged her after that she sucked me off. Then I left her alone for a while as she made herself cum. I had tried many times to touch her pussy, she let me for a few seconds or more if I didn't try to go inside her. At the first fingertip inside she moved my hand. At 15 I did finally get inside my girlfriend's pussy. I let Pat know as we were making out on my bed one morning. I fingered her and made her cum.
Pat asked me if I was still a virgin one night when she was drinking and crying alone in her bedroom. I said nope. Who did you have sex with she asked and I told her the name of an older girl at my school. I lost my virginity that night with zero regrets.
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