Seven Days with Mom - Sex Stories

Seven Days with Mom

... me to learn everything. That's why they stopped talking to me after I ran away with your father. Your grandma and grandpa told me all the terms, how to do things, everything. Mom used to bathe us. We both enjoyed that. Would you like me to bathe you?"

"Are you kidding? I'm not a baby?"

"I know you aren't, but you will like it. I actually felt bad for Dad. He really wanted me, but he couldn't."

"Why couldn't he?" I asked.

"Because he knew I would fetch a higher price if I were a virgin," she replied matter-of-factly.

"Mom was luckier than him. She and Ted did it regularly," she said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Because Mom would come to our room at night after Dad went to sleep and they did it. She told me she did it because she didn't want Ted to do it with me. Poor Dad had to wait. The day the guy took me in the doggie style on the dining table, Mom and Dad had sent Ted to Aunt Meg's house for the weekend (Aunt Meg was my grandma's sister), Mom came to my room and took me to her room, where Dad was waiting. Dad finally got his wish. After that, I served him whenever he wanted.

"Didn't Uncle Ted try?" I whispered hesitatingly.

"I don't think he still knows about Dad and other things. Besides, at home, Mom kept him busy. Outside the house, he had girlfriends. And when Mom wasn't available, he had my mouth. Remember, my mouth wasn't out of bounds. Mom told me the thing that came out of the man's 'rod' was good for the skin. Dad used to jerk off in ...

... a cup -- Ted had left home by then -- and Grandma used to add milk to it and she and I used to drink it. It was only later that I found out it was horseshit."

"That's the craziest thing I've ever heard," I commented.

She ignored me and continued, "Mamma also told me the more I massaged my bosom the better shape I'll get. So she and Dad used to put oil over my bosom and massage it. They would sit down on either side of me and massage each breast nearly every night. Since my breasts were already pretty big and I knew that boys loved them, I thought their trick was working. We used to play a game that went like this: One of us would hide something, say a remote control, in the room and only one of us would have to find it within ten minutes. If they can find it, they will ask the person who hid it to do something. If they can't find it within ten minutes, the person who hid it will ask them to do something."

"Do what?" I asked.

"Anything. For example, Dad would ask Mom or me to kiss his rod or jerk him off. Or, Mom or I would lie down and Dad would jerk off on our bodies and faces. Or, he would watch Mom and I play with ourselves. Or, Mom and I would go on our fours and Dad would milk us like people milk cows. Mom had a huge black dildo and we would strap it on and pretend to do each other with it. For instance, Mom would strap it on and pretend to penetrate Dad's behind or Dad would make me go on my fours and pretend to penetrate that dildo in my behind. Sometimes, ...