Kelly's Diary 179 - Memories of My Mom
Copyright© 2025 by Kelly85
Chapter 10: Sex With My Mom and Dad
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 10: Sex With My Mom and Dad - Until now, I had no any intention of writing about my mother's passing. The last thing I wanted was to turn her death into some sort of erotic tale and so I've pretty much kept quiet about it until now. Then Valentine's Day arrived and I realized just how much I miss her. This entry is meant as a tribute to most wonderful important woman in the world - my mom.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Consensual True Story Incest Mother Father Daughter Masturbation Oral Sex
By the time I was sixteen, I’d been having sex with a number of boys from school but so far showed no signs of any desire to do it with my father. I guess had I not been raised in such an open environment I might not have been so naive and recognized, or at least wondered about the signs. Sure I knew my dad often had an erection when I was with him, but he had them all the time anyway so it seemed! Just because he masturbated when I was around didn’t mean, to me at least, that he was masturbating about ME. Sure he liked to look at me when I was naked but most men were doing the same thing and I wasn’t having sex with them - at least not most of them.
It wasn’t that my mom was against me having sex with my dad. As rocky as it may have started between her and her father, she knew how close it had kept her to her father over the years and how much pleasure she knew her father got from having sex with his daughters. The point was that she wanted it to be ME that initiated it. Years later she told me that she was starting to worry if perhaps she had gone too far in keeping my dad away from me, perhaps inadvertently raising me to be unaware of my dad’s lust for me. The way things were going, she wondered if I would ever even think about sex with my dad, let alone ask.
One night when I came home from a party, I “accidentally” saw my parents making love in the hot tub on the deck below my bedroom window. Something about it made me realize I was missing something in my life and that I wanted to feel my dad’s love in a more intimate manner. What I did NOT know, at not for years afterwards, was they knew I was home and so they put on a little extra show for me in hopes I would like what I saw and maybe even want to join them. My mom told me that she was actually praying that the kitchen door would open and I would have joined them that very same night.
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