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MY LIFE AT HOME BEFORE INCEST
By Kelly
pghpa_girl@yahoo.com
http://www.pghpagirl.com
Although I lost my virginity when I was 14, I did not start having sex with
my parents until I was 16 and I was 19 before I went beyond mutual
masturbation with my 17 year old cousin. Since I was involved with incest
less than half of my teenage years, a lot of people have asked me what
went on in my home before then. I am not sure what the person is
expecting to hear when I get asked that although I get the impression they
anticipate the answer to be erotic or even perverted. The truth may not be
quite what they hoped for although probably different than what most
daughters have experienced.
First of all I guess I should say that sex has never something that was
hidden or taboo in our house. At the same time, it is not something we
dwelled on either. My parents are not swingers or exhibitionists nor do
they believe in child abuse, pedophilia or anything really kinky - no whips
or leather suits in the closet. For some reason people assume that since
my parents enjoy an incestual sexual relationship with me that they are
some sort of sexual predators or perverts. Nothing could be further from
the truth. In fact, if anything they have taught me more about respect and
safety when it comes to sex than I would bet the vast majority of "straight"
parents teach their children. When I say respect I mean not only respect
for the people you are involved with but respect for yourself.
From my earliest memories I saw my parents nude however I would not
classify them as nudists nor did they go out of their way to display
themselves to me or anyone else for that matter. Like anyone else the
clothes they wear depend on the conditions and their mood. I can't
remember any time that they ran around in the house totally naked except
when there was a purpose for being so. For instance, when my dad took
a shower and returned to the bedroom, he did not bother wrapping a towel
around himself just to hide himself from me. We have a hot tub on our
deck and we never wear anything while we are in it unless someone was
visiting. Overall, if there is nudity in my house it is only because we didn't
go out of our way to hide it, not because we did anything to deliberately
create it.
Given my parent's attitude towards nudity, it should come as no surprise
that I was not embarrassed if they saw my body even as I a matured and
grew up. Actually, to be honest I find total nudity to be a bit uncomfortable
physically and I preferred to wear something to protect me and keep me
warm if nothing else. The door to my room is never shut because it simply
didn't matter to me if my mom or dad saw me dressing, sleeping or even
playing with myself. In general I wear a t-shirt around the house unless I
am out on the deck sunbathing, using the hot tub or going between my
bedroom and the bathroom or deck. I started sleeping nude when I was 12
and have slept that way ever since. I don't sleep nude for any sexual or
erotic reasons, it just feels better as I enjoy the touch of my bedding
against my bare skin at night. When I sleep at someone else's house or
had a friend over I wear a night gown or sleep shirt and it always feels
restrictive and uncomfortable. All-in-all I hope you get the idea that nudity
in and of itself was not an issue one way or the other during my childhood.
So while people I chat with often tell me they think it is erotic if I discuss
being naked with my parents, for me it is nothing unusual.
When we are in the hot tub or even in the family room watching TV it is not
unusual for my parents to hug, kiss and even fondle each other when I
was around. I have always liked it because I feel happy and more secure
knowing that my parents are deeply in love and enjoy one another. They
never went so far as to have sex in front of me. In fact, I never saw them
making love until I was 16 and even then it was only when they didn't
know I was home. Otherwise sexuality was considered a part of normal
everyday life. It would not surprise me to see my dad with an erection,
especially if he was watching something sexy on TV or on video or after
mom was playing around with him. It wasn't that he was making an effort
to display himself to me in that way, but rather he just didn't worry if I saw
him. My parents taught me when I from the time I was eight why a man
got an erection so I knew he was sexually excited and if anything I was
happy that my dad was feeling so good.
Even though I saw my dad with an erection and knew what it meant, he
did not flaunt it or do anything deliberately in front of me just for the sake
of me seeing him. I can remember the first time I saw my dad
masturbating when I was barely eight. I was quite curious at first and
watched him to see what would happen. When he came I was shocked to
see his cum erupting all over his hand. At first I thought he was going to
the bathroom but then I could see it was something different. My mom
caught me watching and she explained masturbation to me along with the
rest of the birds and bees. Later that night in the hot tub she had me hold
my dad's cock so I could feel for myself what it was like when a man
became erect. What I didn't realize at the time was WHY my dad was
growing so hard while I held him in my hand! Looking back I realize how
easy it would have been for them to have taken advantage of the situation.
He had wanted me to suck it and except for my mom's objections I would
have even if I really didn't understand what I was doing. I admire my dad
so much for having such respect for me then to hold back what had to be
an incredible desire to cum in his young daughter's mouth and wait for me
to grow up and make my own decisions.
My mom emphasized that masturbation was a normal and healthy function
practiced by almost everyone even if not openly discussed or admitted to.
She told me that she also masturbated often but usually when nobody was
home which is why I only saw her doing it a few times in my memory. I
started masturbating myself when I was 12 and my mom even showed me
some techniques to make it better. She didn't touch me but rather
demonstrated on herself. My mom offered to let me use her toys
whenever I wanted to but I never really used them all that much, preferring
to use my fingers instead. It was interesting at times to try them out. I
could smell her pussy on them and it felt a little weird to feel it inside me
knowing it had been in her as well.
My cousin Kristi is 2 years younger than me but we have always been
more like two sisters. When she was 12 she started masturbating – same
age I was when I started. Once at my grandparent's farm we played with
ourselves together. From then on we enjoyed mutual masturbation but
never actually touched each other until this past summer. My aunt is also
two years younger than my mom so she is 36 now but after a couple years
of minor weight issues she now has the figure of a girl in her twenties.
Prior to incest with my parents I was not involved sexually with her in any
way, nor was I aware of what went on between her and my parents. I was
especially unaware of what she and her daughter did! So during those
years I saw her a lot – she and my cousin practically live at our house
since her divorce many years ago, but all I knew was she was sexy and
hot.
When I was 14 I had sex for the first time with a 16 year old boy and
couldn't wait to get home to tell my mom all about it. That is also a key to
my relationship with my parents – we never hide anything from one
another. I have told my mom about every date I have ever been on
including every blowjob and fucking. She loves hearing me tell her about it
and I know that she often masturbates afterwards, sometimes even
rubbing herself unconsciously while I am telling her about what happened
to me. She readily admits to living vicariously through me!
Not surprisingly, once I started having sex with my parents a number of
things changed. Basically the most personal areas of their lives that my
parents had kept away from me opened up. For instance, now they feel
free to have sex even if I am around. The family room is a favorite place
for all of us and more often than not at some point during the night my dad
will fuck either me or my mom, usually while he is in his chair but
sometimes on the couch or floor. My mom and I both enjoy watching dad
fucking the other so it is not a problem for either of us. In act, usually
whoever is not getting him will masturbate instead. So you could indeed
say that my every day life changed once I was involved in incest but I am
not complaining!
0021 My Life at Home Before Incest