Crazy sex crazed parents raise a really lucky lad.
(FF/m-teen, ped, 1st, swingers)
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On of my earliest memories is of standing on top of a
milk crate next to my parents bed, while my overly
amorous (and perverted) mother, sucked on my little
peter like it was a straw, as Pop pounded her from
behind. She had this even, methodical way that always
resulted in wonderful feelings in my tummy.
For some reason this activity caused her such intense
prolonged orgasms that soon, she couldn't get off at
all without my 4-inch stem in her mouth. Or so she
claimed. I was always happy to oblige. In fact they had
to train me not to ask to put it in mommy's mouth in
front of company.
So ma was hooked on my toddler cock, and Pa was too. In
fact, I reckon the spice they derived from molesting me
(just orally) was the glue that held their
dysfunctional marriage together.
So, with this in mind, I chose not to turn them in when
I got older. Instead, I turned their guilt to my
advantage. As an adolescent I was extra sexualized,
thanks to my upbringing, so when puberty hit at 14, I
was raging. By then I had the urge for other adult
women besides Ma, so I insisted they rent me a hooker.
Which Pop gladly did.
Wanda was a heavy breasted blonde from the wrong side
of town. She had long legs and looked awesome locked
in a tongue fucking 69 with mom. It was all for
me…because they knew I had them by the shorthairs if I
talked about our unorthodox family practices.
Wanda had a six-year-old son named Ty, and a bad coke
habit. Once a week or so, Dad would pay her something
extra to bring Ty along. Wanda would sit in the front
room and smoke rocks, while Mom, Dad, and I took Ty in
the bedroom and had a ball making his toes curl up. I
guess this was a way for me to experience my own erotic
infancy over again whatever. It was fun and I was
calling the shots now.
Wanda always left looking depressed and guilty on those
days, but Ty always was smiling, and she always
returned.
One such day I insisted she join us in the bedroom with
Ty. We all did a little blow, and soon both she and mom
were sucking him silly. Before they left that afternoon
she was hooked. Not just on coke either.
On one such occasion when I was 16, (Ty was 8), I
remember gazing transfixed at the scene on my parents
big bed. My beautiful mother lay naked on the bed
tangled limb thru long limb with the buxom Wanda, also
naked as a Jay, as they thrashed about blowing little
Ty, who was happily perched on a pillow laughing all
the way.
Dad was enjoying the scene also, and rolled over next
to me to ask if I would like him to bob on my now large
erection for a few minutes. He and I ended up in a 69,
which though never repeated, was and is one of my
fonder memories. Wanda and mom were right next to us,
yelling like they always did with their toys buzzing.
And Ty was treated to a vibrating ring his hooker mommy
was working up and down his narrow rod.
One thing I can say about the parents, they always
stayed in shape and didn't smoke. Bedroom games were a
pleasure with them, because they are fundamentally
attractive people, and nice to look at. Even into the
later years. I never failed to get aroused at the sight
of mom going about the house in her lingerie, or the
sounds of them bouncing off the steel frame bed.
Unusual? Yes. Perverted? Yes. Fantastically FUN, well,
yes.
By the time I was 18 Mom was tending several
neighborhood tykes, and blowing all of the boys
regularly. They never told, because they didn't want it
to stop. By then she had become skilled in seducing the
occasional lonely soccer mom into the lifestyle, which
thrilled me no end.
By then I was no longer involving myself with minors.
No, I preferred to bang their MILF mommies from the
rear, while they sucked feverously, and passionately,
on little boys tips. Never tired of that sight. Its so
wanton….I never fail to cum over and over again, as do
the Tupperware Ladies and the youngsters too.
What a life.
Now my wife Kathy is spending a lot of time with my
utterly indulgent mother, long afternoons together,
supposedly doing crafts. Curiously she's expressed an
interest in getting an exchange student to come live
with us… Indeed.
Who knew?
Women are just as naughty as men.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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