Message-ID: <7246eli$9801132111@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: kyoushuman@hotmail.com Subject: True Family Story (Mm,Fm,mf,mm,mmm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.sex.stories.moderated Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <884416729.262668301@dejanews.com> I did not write this story. I am merely posting it as a favor to the author. You may contact the author through me if you have comments, or would like to share similar experiences. You may also visit my home page at http://www.geocities.com/westhollywood/9878/ to see similar stories. Sorry for any formatting problems. kyoushuman@hotmail.com - - - - - - - - - - - - - After reading some of the stories here, I thought I would write about some of the sexual things that happened with me and my parents. They were slovenly drunks for the most part. Like most drunks, they became less inhibited when they were drinking, but unlike most drunks they could actually follow through on their horniness. Because they were so uninhibited, not to mention former hippies, they were very open and carefree around me and my sister. Basically when they were horny they fucked, which was often, and when they fucked they basically did it right then and there. One of my earliest memories is playing with my toys while my parents had noisy, laughing sex on the couch behind me. Another memory is climbing in bed with them during a storm and then laying frozen with confusion at the edge of the bed while they fucked with the lights off. After they finished they hugged me, put me between them and passed out. I remember the first time someone paid attention to my erections. My mom was bathing me in the tub and tickled my little erection. She called my dad in and he had to feel it too. They both kissed it and tickled me all over. My dad took out his huge thing and asked me to feel it, then I watched my mom suck it until my dad sighed and collapsed on the bathroom floor. At the time I had no idea what was going on. During subsequent baths my mom would continue to tickle me and kiss me down there, but it seemed like it was more for her amusement than for any erotic aspect. I was six and just starting school when my mom got pregnant again with my sister. Morning sickness was bad for her so she was in bed for most of the day. Her constant drinking probably didn't help either. She did quit drinking (mostly) while pregnant, since she knew it made her feel worse. I felt that my mom hated me since she was sending me off to school AND talking about the new baby AND not paying any more attention to me, so I hated her right back. I was the worst kid then, at the worst possible time. So my dad started spending more time with me, including bathing me and bathing with me. He would continue the kissing and tickling but he would take it a little farther, like having me jack him off until he was rock hard, then he would get out of the tub and go in to his room with Mom and fuck. I saw this happen many times. When my mom was VERY pregnant with a huge belly, she and my dad explained everything to me including a demonstration while I sat on the bed behind them. Mom showed me her hairy pussy and then Dad got me to watch while he slid his penis into her. They said the baby was actually growing inside of her and would come out of that hole. After my baby sister was born I asked questions about her anatomy and so on, but Mom and Dad had pretty much covered all that territory with me. I got in trouble a couple times at school for revealing my knowledge of sex stuff, so I learned to keep my mouth shut. Now my baby sister got bathed in the same tub with me and my mom started kissing and tickling me again. I asked her why she didn't kiss and tickle my sister, and she said she didn't know and then kissed my sister down there, too, and so did I. We laughed about it. OK, things went on like this for a while until I met this boy named Daryl in fourth grade. We spent the night at each other's houses and so on. He had the coolest fort in his back yard made out of branches, leaves and old blankets. In the fort we played Doctor and Dares and all that stuff. When we spent the night we would tickle or suck each others dicks. When my dad caught us we were very nervous, but he said it was OK and that it was normal, and so on. He tickled our dicks for a minute and then told us we should continue. While we did he played with his own penis. Then he went to get my Mom, who laughed when she saw us. They were both pretty drunk and smelled like it, and I was embarrassed that they were so drunk and smelly around Daryl. They went back to their bedroom to fuck and I was so embarrassed that I pretended to fall asleep as fast as possible. There were a couple more incidents like that, and I didn't want to bring friends over any more, even though Daryl kept asking to come over. When he did come over in fifth grade, we stayed outdoors as much as possible, we even pitched a tent in spring summer and fall. We still played with each other in the tent but I tried to avoid my parents and their drunkenness. One night my dad did come out to the tent to check on us around midnight or so. We were in a sixty-nine when I heard my dad walking across the yard and mumbling to himself. We jumped into our sleeping bags and pretended to be asleep. My dad unzipped the tent and crawled in between us, then passed out. When he started snoring, Daryl and I sat up and looked at each other. I turned on the flashlight and looked at my dad, then at Daryl. We covered our mouths with our hands and laughed. My dad farted in his sleep and that made us laugh some more. I shone my light down at my dad's crotch and saw his huge erection making a tent in his sweat pants, which made us laugh even more. Daryl pretended to touch it and so did I. Then Daryl pretended to lick it. My sides were hurting from so much stifled giggling. Then I actually did touch it, just a little. Dad didn't move. Then I put my hand on it. Still no move from Dad. I whispered to Daryl that he should do it. He shook his head. We went back and forth for a while, daring each other to do it, until we both did it at the same time. Daryl put his hand on my dad's dick for about half a second and then yanked his hand away. I left my hand on there. I reached inside my dad's sweatpants and held his penis. It was hot to the touch and felt huge in my hand. I took my hand out and gave the flashlight to Daryl, then lowered my dad's sweatpants down to his scrotum. My dad grunted and sighed and we both vanished into our sleeping bags. After several seconds we peered back out again. Dad was still asleep but he had turned on to his side facing me. Daryl was making faces with the flashlight under his chin. I reached out and grabbed my Dad's dick again. I stroked it. My own dick was rock hard. Daryl and I were both still naked. I stroked my dad's dick some more and my dad laid on his back again, which prompted Daryl and I to jump under our sleeping bags again. We waited for what seemed like minutes but was probably a few seconds. This time Daryl shined his light on my Dad's dick while I stroked it. I even licked it a few times. Daryl kept whispering, oh my god, oh my god. I was really into it until my father stirred and mumbled my mother's name. We both vanished under our bags again. I heard my dad sit up, then lay back down again. His elbow kept bumping my back. I peered out from my bag and saw my dad with his eyes still closed, but he was stroking his own dick slowly. Daryl was still hidden under his sleeping bag. Dad switched hands, and then I realized he was awake. He put his other hand behind me and rubbed my back. His eyes were still closed. His hand went down my back to my hips, then around the front to my very hard dick, which he tickled and fondled. I saw Daryl peer out of his bag but I didn't think he saw what my father was doing to me, only what he was doing to himself. My dad ejaculated all over his t-shirt, squeezing my penis while he squirted, and then when he was done he sat up and crawled out of the tent all of a sudden. Daryl and I listened to him go back to the house and then we talked for a while. We wondered if we could cum like that so we laid next to each other and jerked off. Soon we jerked each other off, then sucked each other, then got back into our 69, but we never came that night. Eventually Daryl announced that he was tired and going to sleep, so I had to sleep too. After that, every time Daryl brought it up, I'd try to change the subject, even though I thought about it a lot and wanted something like that to happen again. I was having vague preteen fantasies of standing in a circle of adult men and inspecting their penises, holding and weighing each one, and then finally masturbating each one until they came into a petri dish. I had lots of weird science-medical fantasies as a kid, probably because I played Doctor so much. Daryl and I were best friends at this point even though we ended up going to different middle schools. We would still spend the night with each other and try to have some kind of sexual contact. In middle school I got even more self-conscious about myself around my parents and conscious about their behavior in front of my friends. Mom and Dad weren't having as much sex as they used to, or as much as I remember them having, but when they did it it was still without inhibitions. I remember once watching my mom suck my dad while my baby sister breast fed. All of them were in my parents' bed together. My mom breastfed my sister until she was nearly old enough to go to school. I bathed alone these days but sometimes I'd get stuck bathing my sister too, and I'd kiss her down there sometimes and tried to get her to kiss me too. Around this time I noticed that my mom shaved off all her pubic hair because dad kept saying how cute my sister's little thing was. Mom didn't keep it very well shaved so it was always a little bristly or red or something, but still it was there in front of me sometimes. When I started having wet dreams, I knew what they were so I didn't tell anyone, but Mom washed the sheets, of course. One night they called me into their bedroom. My sister was sitting in my mom's lap and Dad was lying down behind them. All of them were mostly nude and in the big bed. Dad gave me the talk about wet dreams and I was embarrassed, so I tried to let them know that I knew about all that stuff. They asked me questions and I tried to answer, but I also got hard while talking about it, which they noticed. Mom asked to see it and I complained a little but showed her my hard dick anyway. She smiled. Dad started playing with himself, which made me a little uncomfortable. I said I was going to bed now and they said I could go on to bed. The first time I ejaculated I was in bed in the morning, masturbating a little before my shower and breakfast. This was in seventh grade, so I was thirteen or fourteen. Normally I played with myself and then eventually got up and jumped in the shower but this time it kept feeling better and better until I came all over my hands and belly. I tasted it, then ate all of it off my hands. When I showered I thought about inviting Daryl over this weekend. I called him that afternoon and he accepted. That Friday night while my parents were passed out in the living room, I showed Daryl my new trick. I squirted all over my legs and his. He thought it was gross but cool and said he couldn't do it yet, but he knew someone who could. Daryl had met this other kid in school who hung out with him. They spent the night together a couple of times and Daryl showed him how to fool around. His name was Gary. I was a little jealous but I wanted to meet Gary. That night Daryl and I sucked each other a lot and I came in Daryl's mouth once. Daryl swallowed it and said Gary had already done that to him, but that I tasted better than Gary. Again I was jealous but secretly pleased. We fell asleep together, nude, in my bed. I should mention that my sister was about seven years old at this point. She liked playing our kissing game and our parents still liked to play too. We would bathe together and kiss each other's genitals. I taught her how to suck on the end of my penis, but I hadn't done it since I learned how to cum. A couple of times I thought my parents would catch us, but the worst they ever saw was me with a hard-on in the tub with my sister, which they totally ignored. My sister would run around the house with her pants down to her knees or her dress up to her shoulders asking for special kisses, which everybody would give her. So anyway, the next morning my sister did that while Daryl and I were in bed together. Daryl gave me a funny look but I leaned out of bed and kissed my sister's little thing. Then I leaned back so she could kiss my thing too. Then she ran out of the room to get Mom and Dad to kiss her. I got up and got dressed and told Daryl to do the same thing, then I went to see what was going on. Sure enough she was trying to rouse Mom and Dad for special kisses, but they were both still out cold and moaning from the noise and light. I hustled her out of there into the kitchen and made breakfast. I asked Daryl if Gary would let us spend the night at his house, and he said sure. So we started making plans for that. A couple of weeks later my mom dropped me off at Gary's house. Daryl was already there. We played football and basketball in Gary's huge backyard for a long time, then ate pizza and watched some movies that Gary's dad got for us. We were all sleeping on a huge fold-out couch in Gary's living room. We were watching Nine and a Half Weeks, and after the scene with the food, Gary announced that he was getting hard. Daryl agreed and they both got under the covers. So did I even though I wasn't hard yet. They pulled off their underpants and started playing together. Daryl said Come on, to me, and I did the same. Gary was in the middle. He felt our dicks while Daryl and I felt his. Gary's penis was a little bigger and thicker than ours, he even had hair around his shaft, but just a little. Finally Gary went under the covers to suck Daryl. I kept playing with Gary's penis, then I decided to suck him too. He thrust into my mouth which made me gag a couple of times. Finally we got a rhythm going and Gary soon began to give me his sperm, which I drank. Daryl was right, it was a little sour, unlike mine which was bland but sweet. Once Gary came in my mouth he wanted me to cum in his, so I laid back on the couch bed and let him crawl between my legs to suck me. I motioned for Daryl to come over to me and I told him to straddle my chest. Now I was sucking Daryl's dick while Gary sucked mine, it was the greatest. It didn't take long for me to cum in Gary's mouth and when I did, I stopped sucking Daryl long enough to gasp and grunt. Then Daryl laid back down on the bed and Gary and I took turns licking his dick and balls. Then we all went to sleep. This was repeated many times for a few months until Gary and I had a huge argument over a basketball game. I didn't talk to Gary for the rest of the weekend and wished I was home. After that I didn't talk to Gary for months. Daryl divided his time between me and Gary on the weekends. The incident that I remember the most is when Daryl told me that he had started cumming with Gary, which made me jealous. He promised to show me something that he and Gary had been doing. He got on his hands and knees, spread his cheeks and told me to put it in. I immediately knew what he was talking about, so I tried. We couldn't do it at first, so I spit on my dick and he spit on his hand and rubbed it around his rectum. Then I penetrated him pretty easily. I actually fucked Daryl in the ass, I even came inside of him. It was the greatest ever. Then Daryl wanted a turn, but I argued with him a little bit. He said he'd soften me up and get me ready. He had me lay on my back and hold my knees up to my chest. He sucked my dick and rubbed his finger on my anus, then jerked me off while he actually licked my butt. This tickled me in huge pleasurable waves. Then he went back to sucking my dick (which hadn't been cleaned since I fucked him) and he slid a finger in my ass. I was seeing stars and almost crying with pleasure. After a few minutes he got me to scoot to the edge of the bed while in the same position, then he pushed his hard little cock into me. Oh, it felt so good. He came inside of me, too. After that, every time he spent the night we would buttfuck and maybe 69. In the summer between seventh and eighth grade two things happened. One, my father was killed in a drunk driving accident. It was his fault. He hit a telephone pole which fell over onto his car and smashed in his roof. Everybody told me he died instantly. The other thing that happened was that my mother caught me and Daryl fucking. I was fucking Daryl one night in my bedroom. I thought she had passed out on the couch but she had woken up and headed for her bedroom. My dad's death made her drink even more, there were many days where she would come home from work and just drink until she passed out around 7 or 8 pm. I was worried she would lose her job. Anyway, Daryl was on his hands and knees, face down in the pillows, and I was behind him screwing his ass and reaching around to feel his hardness. I looked up and my Mom was standing there in the doorway swaying from side to side. I immediately stopped what I was doing and sat back. Daryl asked why I stopped, and my mom turned around and went into her bedroom and slammed the door. Daryl and I freaked out totally. The next morning was tension city but my mom acted like she didn't even remember anything. On Monday when I came home from school Mom was waiting for me. She sent my sister outside and then took me into her bedroom. She yelled at me about being queer, which I thought was weird since she knew Dad played with my dick sometimes. I felt like shit but I was mad at her for being such a drunk, so I yelled at her about that. We had a huge fight and then I stomped off to my room, slammed the door, threw myself onto my bed and cried. My mom came in right behind me and started to soothe me, running her hand up my shirt and rubbing my back. She asked me to turn over and she kissed me on the lips and wiped away my tears, then she kissed me again, harder. She put her hand on my penis and told me that she had seen me with Daryl and that she didn't want me to be queer. She rubbed my cock until it was hard and then asked me to take it out. She started to play with my hard dick and kiss me some more, first softly then aggressively with her tongue. She leaned down and sucked me for a few minutes, then pulled off her shorts and climbed on top of me. I came inside of her in about three minutes. I didn't even touch her, I was so scared and nervous, but so excited too. She kissed me again and told me I wasn't queer, then left the room. I heard her door close. I laid there in bed with our juices dripping off my sides. I just laid there and thought about what happened. When I heard my sister come back into the house a couple of hours later I jumped up, pulled up my pants, closed my door and got into bed. My mom didn't say anything about it for a couple of days. Then when I asked her if I could spend the night out with Gary (really I wanted to see Daryl), she said no, she had plans for me on the weekend. So on Friday night my sister gets to spend the night with her friends and I'm home alone with Mom. By this point she has missed three days of work and when she calls me into her bedroom I can smell the whiskey from the doorway. I get in bed with her and she's naked. She tells me she loves me and that she misses me, but I think she meant she missed my dad. Then she started to pull on my penis but I didn't get hard at all, I was too disgusted by her drunkenness. She was a nice looking woman even then, but she was so shitfaced and slobbery that it was disgusting. I ended up holding her while she cried a lot. We fell asleep together that way. When I woke up Saturday morning I had a piss-hard. My mom was passed out next to me, still naked. I went into the hall bathroom and peed, then went back in to see her. My cock was still hard. Suddenly I wanted to do it. I laid down behind her and rubbed my cock in the cheeks of her ass. No response. I tried to push it in but I couldn't. I actually started to get mad. I moved over to her front and started rubbing my penis on her open mouth, lips and tongue. That got me more excited. I jacked off while she snored next to me, and when I came I shot it into her mouth and on her tits. That woke her up and she slapped me. Then she started crying again and hugged me. Things were getting really fucked up. While she was hugging me I started kissing the tops of her breasts. She let me suck them for a while, then she started feeling my cock again. She told me to get on my back and she got on top of me, then guided my dick into her pussy. She had stubble on her pussy which hurt my skin. We fucked for a long time since I had just cum, and when I did cum again inside of her, she laid down next to me, stuck a finger inside of herself and pulled out some cum to eat. She said that Dad used to do this with her. I suddenly felt disgusted again so I took a shower, got dressed and had breakfast. I checked in on her, she was asleep in bed again with a new bottle open on the dresser next to her. I left the house. There were a few more fucked up incidents like that, but really the next thing that happened was Mom lost her job. Then she tried to kill herself, and she was taken away. My sister and I were sent to live with my father's parents, who were very strict Catholic assholes. I tried suicide too, but thankfully I failed. I haven't seen my Mom since then. I'm in graduate school now and living with a man. My grandparents have no idea that I'm bisexual, they think my lover is my "roommate." I will keep stringing them along until I graduate and don't need their money any more, then I'm going to move away, get a great job, and someday send for my younger sister. Anyway, that's the story. -------------------==== Posted via Deja News ====----------------------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Post to Usenet -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |