My Life Behind Paul's Back Chapter One - Sex Stories

My Life Behind Paul's Back Chapter One

... get into why I don’t wear a bra or panties any more. I found out mom never wore panties or a bra since she was sixteen before she met dad. My brothers had always fought away boys who tried to hang around me when I went to school. All my brothers may have been over protective of me because I was the only girl in the family. I was also the only white child in our family. I have two older brothers both black and younger brothers all black also. I described my parents in the first paragraph so everyone reading this knows both my parents are white. Mom told dad somewhere in her heritage her relative was African American. I didn’t get to spend much time with my mother because she was always working out or helping others. I’ll get into how she helped others as I go into more details about my adventures. Mom was pregnant when I met Paul at age sixteen. Paul proposed to me a years later when I was seventeen. Mom had just given birth to my third youngest brother three months before my seventeenth birthday. One year later mom gave birth to my second youngest brother. Three months before I was to get married, mom told everyone she was expecting again. She told us in just over seven months my brothers and I would have a new brother or sister. I wondered if the baby would be black or white. I was the only one of my mom’s twenty children that was white and also the only daughter she had. Mom was sixteen when she married dad and a month before her seventeenth birthday when she gave birth to ...

... my oldest brother Steve. I never asked dad about his reaction when Steve was black when he was born. Less than a year later Carl was born and he was also black. I was born the next year and I look Italian. I remember asking her when I was younger why all my brothers where black. I wasn’t black but wasn’t blond and blue eyed like her and dad. She told me one of her relative’s way back had been black. I was probably a mixture between dad, her and one of my past relatives on her side of the family. I never brought up the subject again. I should have realized long before I had sex with Paul mom was having sex behind dad’s back. I learned my two older brothers already knew and even my younger brother knew mom was fucking other men behind dad’s back. I guess the way dad always praised mom for being a wonderful, loyal, respectable woman I believed she had and always was loyal to only dad. When I think about all the times I should have put two and two together and known mom was nothing but a slut, a fucking bitch in heat I realize I must have inherited the same gene mom inherited from her mom and passed on to me. I am thinking back to those many years ago and didn’t see how obvious she was right in front of me and dad. These are some are some of the things I saw and didn’t think twice about when I was growing up. I didn’t see all that much of mom or dad when I was young. Mom was in complete charge of us children. I didn’t think twice about babysitters volunteering freely to take care ...