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Kids growing up at all times assume things are the same at everyone’s house. Only difference is the rich people have nicer stuff.
So I was surprised when I found out my friends moms didn’t walk around the house in just their panties most of the time.
My first recollection of my dad was him taking his stuff and leaving.
That part of my memory is really hazy.
My first real memories are watching tv and mom coming into the living room wearing just panties.
I was totally dressed but not her. She didn’t do this always. Mostly when she first got up or late at night.
Apart from that her ordinary attire was shorts and a top, no bra and she had bouncy tits that at all times had super erect nipples. Super bubblegum pink.
Because of all of this it felt like I had a hard on the whole time I was growing up.
She worked at a hospital and was permanently on the night shift. She was gone pretty much from ten at night till eight in the morning. Longer depending on traffic.
She wore the same thing to work every day. Dark blue scrubs. I’d see her through her door getting dressed. No underwear. Nothing. No idea what was up with that.
By a certain age I was masturbating five times a day or more. Usually after mom paraded down the hall with her tits jiggling.
I’d given up even trying to be secret about it. She caught me so many times it didn’t matter anymore.
Eventually when she’d see me jerking off she come in and sit down and finish me off.
Then she started adding things. Like. She’d bring her vibrator in and put it on my balls while she jerked me off.
Then it progressed to her wrapping her tits around my cock. Then jerking me off with her mouth just over the head of my cock.
The next step was just what seemed like a logical progression. Every night on her way to work she’d come by my room drop her scrubs and get on top and get us both off. It was a purely physical thing. Almost zero emotion. She’d do this maneuver when she got up that created a weird suction and all my cum would plop out on me. I was at all times soaked cause she was a gusher. She at all times said the same thing. “That’s what I needed” pull her bottoms on and leave. A few times she squirmed up and sat on my face. I did virtually no licking. She fucked my chin getting herself off. She loved when I’d talk dirty. When she was getting close I’d say “I love the taste of your cunt.” She’d essentially cum in my mouth. I get a mouthful of her pussy juice when she came. Later in life I at all times thought what was wrong with other women. I wondered all women ejaculated. Guess not. I at all times missed that. My mom had tasty juice.
She was pretty good looking but never dated.
Our fuck thing went on for five years like a routine.
Finally I ended up with a girlfriend. Mom hadn’t met her or even knew of her. She came home one morning and my girlfriend had stayed the night. She came into my room and pulled her scrubs off. I know she saw the girl in bed with me. Regardless I had morning wood and mom got on top and started fucking me. My girlfriend woke up and was like “whoa!! What the fuck!!?” My mom didn’t hold back and fucked me with a vengeance. My girlfriend was paralyzed watching what was going on. It seemed like mom was being a bit of an actress. She was really loud and really fucked me hard. Leaning over stuffing her tits in my mouth. Just as I was about to cum she jumped off and sucked me till I came and swallowed it. Wow. That was new. She got up. Looked at my girlfriend and said. “That’s how it’s done!!”
My girlfriend was now my ex by the time she stood up. All she said was “that’s fucked up. Don’t worry. I’m not telling anymore. No one would believe this shit!! It’s fucked up” I replied “yeah. Whatever. Catch ya later”

Yeah. Our house was different.

NSFW: yes

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