Being Bi at Home 1959-61 – Part 2

We were going to the beach again as the early mist had gone and the Sun was heating things up very quickly, Jane arrived to confirm she would be picking up Clair and meeting us down there, Vicky smiled at me and winked, my signal things could get hot if the beach was empty and the cave not to wet from the tide washing in. First I had been called by Aunty Betty for instructions as she as arranged would be away for the weekend so I went to her room. She called me in after I had knocked on the door and told me to sit on the bed. She was packing her case as she told me what money she would leave us and gave me a list of things needed from the shops for our food supply then she asked me how things were going with the girls. I told her they had been very kind and shown me a great time at the beach making my holiday very nice. Well, she said they both think a lot of you and talked none stop about your visit before you arrived and with this she put her hand on my upper leg, you are a nice lad and when I return I will take you under my wing for a few days to make your holiday as nice as we all can now go and have some fun with the girls.

Mommys Little PeePee – Part 3 All In The family

I was now feeling unorthodox love for my mom. Love that teenagers don’t normally feel about their mother. Not that I want to marry you and you have my baby love, more like an addiction. From the time she first kissed me, it only took a few days for me to understand mom was going to teach me something new most everyday. My peepee stayed hard from anticipation of what was cumming next ( pun intended ). I would think about her body and get hard. I started sniffing her panties after she took them off, watching her pee and anything else like watching tapes of her fucking other people. She had albums of pictures. To this day I don’t think I ever had time to look through them all, there was so many. Sex toys for women, men and some I wasn’t sure of. By now we both stayed naked around the house. I would jerk off in her coffee or on our food. She would even pee in her homemade soup while cooking or boiling spaghetti. We only did this in things we were going to consume, never in anything that on inspecting guest might have.

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