Raped By Drunken Mother
by RevCG (gaskins.rev@comcast.net)

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A mother obsessed with sex goes after her young son when the step 
father is away. She teached him about sex making it rough on him 
then he begins to find love with a little girlfriend at ten 
finding that special feeling cumming for the first time. Then with 
his cousin a year older then him. He learns about real love and 
nudist lifestyle through her mother but tragedy hits. (Fbg, ff-
teens, ped, nc, inc, 1st)

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Author's Note: This is one of the rare true stories, and not the 
typical fantasy so if you want to read the truth then read on. 
Some parts may turn you off so if you want to learn the truth read 
on. Story about a mother that begins the path to hell for her 
young son so if sex between adults and kids bother you go to 
Disney.com This is why I got so deep into age role play and family 
love. Would love to hear from all of you about your experiences 
good, or bad, and if you are a young teen, or such and want to 
role play I love playing daddy, or uncle Charles so write me to 
tell me what you feel about my true story and to possibly role 
play at  gaskins.rev@comcast.net

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Mother was a frustrated woman of 23 when it all began. She was a 
sick woman. Here is our story. I will not dwell on the beatings, 
or verbal abuse when I was growing up, but the sexual side, as 
well with a cousin that I found true love with.. 

Carolyn my mom was a very sexual woman even if she did have a 
serious drinking problem. When my stepdad or anyone else wasn't 
looking she snuck the gin bottle, or vodka into the bathroom for a 
quick snort. I pitied her more than hated her. She had messed 
around at age fifteen with J.S. the man who was to become my 
father very early.  She got pregnant with me; Julian, and her 
married. He wasn't really the marrying kind, but he at least did 
the honorable thing. 

Later on before I was born they fought, and divorced a month 
before I was born. He had been a drinker, womanizer, and flirt 
with anything that looked cute. He also was trying to go 
professional as a football coach with a newly forming Florida team 
at that time. He had once played the Orlando Americans. Part of 
what caused the fight was his being gone all the time, and his 
many girls on the road he played more than football with.

She used to call me a bastard. I don't know if I was. Even at a 
young age I showed much intelligence, and promise, but daily heard 
such trash as, "You won't amount to a hill of beans", or "You are 
just like that asshole dad of yours, not worth a thing, or You're 
just a piece of shit like your father."

This played high on my developing a very low self esteem, and 
feeling I was indeed worthless, and a pile of shit. 

Well for the first five years we lived with my grandparents. I 
slept in the same room with my Aunt Pat who was but five years 
older than me. She was not shy, and was in various stages of 
dress, and undress in front of me all the time.

For over eight years we bathed together in what I felt was a very 
close loving family. I saw her grow up in stages, and she even 
began to bloom a bit before we moved. The little dark strands of 
her pussy hair-curls came out above her labia slit, and fat puffy 
nipples made their show by age ten. 

Even then she was not shy, and we slept in as little as we could 
during the summer months. We would wash each other, and play in 
the water having fun. I did not understand anything about sex at 
that age. 

By age eight she had began to feel little twinges as she called 
them in her pussy she called slitty. Soon she began focusing a lot 
of time washing my tiny penis. Soon Granny found out, and stopped 
our communal bathing. Pat was growing up nicely and I loved to 
play with her slitty, and suck her nipples.

Well after four, and a half years of various boyfriends, and 
screwing around mother met my soon to be step dad. 

I had just turned eight When George a genius (was in that he is 
dead now), and was a top engineer for Wright Patt. AFB, and NASA 
with aeronautical systems moved in with us. He and I didn't get 
along from the start just for info.

Soon he and mother began hosting many a drinking party with their 
many Optimist friends, or mother's Democratic women's club, and 
other groups they belonged to. She used booze to cover her 
insecurities. Her breasts were beginning to sag a bit early even 
though she was fit. At her young age she had 38CC she was proud of 
them.

She had gained about 20 pounds since they married a year, and a 
half earlier, and George began criticizing her to lose the weight, 
and tighten up. They began fighting a lot. 

Mother and I from my early childhood had bathed a lot. She used to 
spend a lot of time just washing me all over, but nothing of a 
sexual nature that I could tell at that age. Who knows what sex is 
at five anyway. 

At eight they forced me to take his last name. 
George soon began to become valuable to the space program, and 
went back, and forth to Cape Canaveral, Florida before it became 
Kennedy Space Center. So when he left mother got very lonely. 

She became pregnant with my soon to be half brother sibling so she 
kept me home. She was showing pretty good, and I could see her 
nipples getting bigger. Well one week George left for a full three 
weeks. After four days mother was getting real buggy if you know 
what I mean.

My room was next to theirs, and I heard nightly bed springs. When 
he left they were replaced with a less noisy set of springs. I 
knew what that noise was. I had seen her plastic things that 
looked like George's dick in her drawer when putting her things 
away from time to time.

After the fifth day he was gone mother called me in to have some 
wine with her. We shared a bottle of wine as we talked, and I 
began to get drink after the second one was finished. Horny myself 
when she said let's take a bath, I said yes, of course.

We took a bath which we hadn't done for many a year, and enjoyed 
washing each other. This time mother asked me to concentrate on 
her breasts with my hands, and soap not a rag. I enjoyed the feel 
of them, and those big nipples that were turning dark. She saw me 
staring at them. 

"Well I love them to be touched so play all you want dear," she 
sighed as I did begin to play with her big breasts, and swelled 
nipples. 

"Let's go dry in my bed," she suggested. 

"You can dry my back. Then we will lie down, and you sleep with me 
tonight. I will rub your back, and you rub mine," she explained as 
she finished drying my back. 

"Wow can I really?" I cried back again shocked, and excited as she 
never wanted me in the first place. 

I was her bastard child that would never amount to anything 
according to her, and now she was suddenly showing me a love I had 
never felt before. Was I ever confused.  I took a lot of abuse 
from her, and to suddenly be loved like this was a real shock I 
did not know how to handle. 

"Come lie by me," she begged as I stood next to her puzzled. 

"Ok," I replied lying down next to her naked. 

She had already gained about twenty pounds, and now with the baby 
added another ten, or more so she was a bit self conscious about 
herself. 

I lied next to her, and she took my head, and placed her left 
nipple into my mouth, and asked me to suck on it. 
I did, but didn't get milk as she said I would. I tried, and 
enjoyed the feeling, and taste. She tasted so good, and kept 
saying things like, 'Oh this takes me back to when you were a 
baby. '

She never nursed me. I did not understand what she was talking 
about because this had been an argument between my grandmother, 
and her of her failure to breast feed me, or be close to me. Well 
I kept sucking, and she began rubbing my back, and butte. I was 
loving this feeling as she was finally loving me, and showing 
affection. At this age it was confusing, but I was loving this as 
I was still a virgin, and had not laid with a woman, or teen girl 
yet.

After a while she switched nipples seeing if I would get any milk 
there, but loving the attention I was giving them. She began 
feeling my penis which wasn't but about four inches. It did not 
get stiff as she wanted, and she got frustrated as she kept 
playing with it.

"Charles you said once you had never been with a girl. Would you 
like me to show you how to make us happy?"

"Sure mom, whatever," I replied half drunk liking what was 
happening to me.

"I will suck you, and you suck me to make you feel good dear," she 
whimpered, but I did not understand. 

"Ok if it makes me feel better it's ok," I replied back not 
understanding why this was happening to me. 

"It will darling, it will," she tried to reassure me, but was 
failing badly. 

"Ok," I answered. 

I lied back taking my mouth from her nipple. She took the small 
thing in her mouth, and sucked, licked, and played for what seemed 
forever, and after a while it got raw, and painful. I tried to 
stop her, but it never got any bigger. 

Frustrated she lied me between her legs, and tried to put it in 
her wet looking hole I had seen often over the years. I had never 
been permitted to touch it before. 

It was really wet, and because of her weight, and my limp tool was 
not able to get me in she gave up, and just played with me, and 
sucked me. I went back to sucking her nipples.

She began to show me how to play with her. Then she showed me how 
to suck her button, and make it feel good. It got big, and red. We 
were like that for a while when she suddenly began moaning a lot, 
and shaking. I was rubbing my fingers on her little bump, and 
putting a couple in her hole which excited me as it felt so wet, 
and funny, but good. 

I had made out with girls, but never went down on them. Some had 
moaned saying it was feeling good so her moans told me she was 
feeling good. She reached for the drawer, and pulled out one of 
her dildos, and began going in, and out of her wet hot pussy. 

I just stood there in amazement, and saw something else beside 
her. She had drug out my step dad's porno collection. It had all 
kinds of naked pictures of girls, women of all ages with men doing 
what mother had tried to get me to do. After ten minutes her eyes 
closed, and she let out a long loud moan, and then stopped. I 
could see all kinds of juices coming out of her hole. 

That was my first mixed emotional sexual encounter with my own 
mom. 

The next few times till little brother was born I enjoyed her 
nipples, breasts, and playing with her. She let me taste her hole, 
and by then had a girlfriend who I tried it all on except 
intercourse. I was determined to get laid as the guys called it.

June of that year this was going on I found a girl that loved to 
play around with other guys. I had never noticed her before. 
Cherry was a real tart, but she showed me she liked me. As we 
played I began seeing her for the first real time. I could see 
down her dress top, but she had tiny light pink nipples, not big 
like mother's, or medium like Aunt Pat's. 

I also got a couple views of her panties. White cotton ones, but I 
could see the curve of her lips, and the panties go inside them a 
couple times as she moved. I got real horny, and began talking 
about what I saw. 

Her name was Cherry, and she looked like one. Soft silky blonde 
hair that went to her middle back, and the bluest eyes you could 
fall into. I had never felt these feelings, just knew what I began 
to like with mother. I talked to her about boys, and girls, and 
after a while she suggested we go skinny dipping down at the 
bridge where a bunch of us went all the time.

She was honest with me, and said she had did it with a few other 
guys, but she really wanted to with me. After we got to the bridge 
we slowly took each other's clothes off, and jumped in. I went to 
her, and hugged her feeling my cock press to her pubic hair. It 
tickled, and I shoved forward, and felt the lips i wanted so bad 
to see. I raised her up, and held her as I examined every inch of 
her nine yr old body. 

Spreading her legs, I looked at her hidden treasures, and felt the 
lips dipped a finger in, and took of her pleasures using the 
methods mother had taught me.

"Damned you are good," she shuddered.

She didn't back away, and said she liked this. She shivered, and 
said she was getting cold so we went under the bridge to escape 
the breeze. I gave her my tee shirt, and we set there afraid 
someone would see us. I then pulled it up to look, and see her 
full chest, with the tiny nipples. She was so pretty, and I was so 
nervous. Then I moved her onto my lap, and captured a nipple.

I began to lick down till I got to her slit. She asked me if I 
ever felt one, and I said yes, and she asked who. I was 
embarrassed to say so she didn't push it. 

I reached down, and let my index finger explore, then she said 
play with her button, and she showed me how she liked it. I put my 
finger in her. I remembered what mother had taught me so I did 
that, and worked it till she got all wet. I knew in my mind it 
must be going right as she was smiling, moaning lightly, and 
getting all wet on my finger going in, and out. 

I took her hand, and asked her to play with me. For the first time 
it felt good. I then shocked her when I knelt down, and kissed her 
slit. I began licking her, and sliding my tongue in to her 
delight. She was enjoying it, and was feeling my penis more now. I 
showed her how to play with it to make me feel good. 

Oh she did make me feel good where mother could not. We kept it up 
for a while till I finally got her to suck me for a while. 

I finally got to put it in her. She wept for a moment, then began 
hunching me as I tried to set a pace. It did not take long, but 
she did shake, and quiver like mother so I knew she was happy. We 
dressed quickly, than she gave me a big hug, and kiss. 

We never got a second chance to finish what we began. We had to 
move to another town soon after that. 

Mother kept trying to get me to cum for her when we screwed, but I 
could not. It took a couple more years after that till I turned 
ten before my first real orgasm with her. A psychologist said it 
took that long to get over her former abuse, and then it could 
happen. Also having scarlet fever at age six didn't help matters 
any either. 

However she was to be the third woman to make me cum. It wasn't 
her, but my cousin I called Sissy who did was the second to make 
me fully cum, and feel ecstasy. I had to stay with my sick aunt, 
and Sissy while my parents were off for a weekend. I didn't mind 
as Sissy, Ricky, myself, and a few others went swimming in the 
Little Miami River just down the road from us. Often ending up 
skinny dipping under the bridge on Helena Street. 

This one day we had come back, and were talking about sex teasing 
the girls. This time Linda another neighborhood girl had come with 
us with her sister Jamie. We all were between 18-21 years old. 
Sissy age eleven the oldest, and already the most experienced of 
the lot was not amused at our teasing. She had gotten upset 
because one of the boys called her names because she had screwed 
his brother, and a friend of theirs in the garage after they got 
her drunk on wine one night. It was more rape taking advantage of 
her. So we had to leave.

This afternoon Aunt Helen was sick, and after we took care of her 
left us to entertain ourselves. She trusted, or thought she could 
trust Sissy with me. Well Sissy brought out some Sun, and Health 
nudist magazines, and began explaining they were nudist. They 
didn't wear clothes. I was shocked, and yet wanted to be like 
that. I wasn't ashamed of my little prick, and she had said often 
she liked it.

She joked with me about that I had gotten shy over the years. She 
took her one piece off to give me a visual sight that made me 
harder than I had ever been. She pulled me up, and gave me a hug, 
and took mine off. She saw me hard, and laughed. 
"Hey it's not funny," I cried at her angry. 

"No it has gotten bigger, and the skin is back now. Is it better 
now?" she asked then took it in her hand to find out. 

She had felt it in the past washing me, as I had felt her, but 
this time it was different. She was a 32b now, and the cutest 
little clit I had ever seen even though I had only seen six girls, 
and women to this point. 

"The skin went back a couple years ago. You want to take a bath 
now, and wash each other?" I laughed as she kept playing with it. 

"Yea good idea like the old times," she sighed letting go as we 
walked to the back of her house. 

We knew her mom would be knocked out a while on the pain meds at 
least an hour more so we felt we had time. 

"I'll run the water while you get the bubble bath in the 
cupboard," Sissy said over her shoulder. 

I looked to hear her words, and got the cutest sight I had ever 
seen. Her rear end was up in the air, and I could see her slit 
from behind. I ran up behind her, and hugged her from the rear 
enjoying the feel of my prick against her butte. She pressed back, 
and reached for me to put between her legs to find her slit. It 
just barely reached it, and I could feel it go in a little. 

"Oh who taught you that cousin?" she sighed as she caught her 
breath. 

"Well I should tell you about mom, and I," I replied, then got the 
bubble bath, and after pouring some in got in with her. 

I spent ten minutes explaining the pain, and anguish of the forced 
sexual times in the beginning, then after a while gave me a chance 
to show my love for her. Mother did not care as long as I gave her 
that sexual love she only understood. 

She listened contently as she played with me, and I with her not 
caring if we washed. 

As we spoke she played with my now very hard and excited penis. It 
was no longer a forced love, but with Sissy a welcome, and 
extremely hot sensation. Not wanting her to feel neglected I slid 
my hand to her breasts, and gave them the much needed loving she 
sought from me. Well she began to slide forward, splashed water on 
my penis to wash it off. 

Lowering herself a bit she took it in her mouth, and began sucking 
me like I never been sucked. She made mother look like a beginner. 
I turned on the shower head, and rinsed her off, and played with 
pussy. After what seemed like a half hour I got her to slide down 
a bit, and she put it in as I slid down to give her easy access. 

It went in, and I could feel it inside of her. With Sissy it sent 
waves of energy through me that shocked me beyond explanation. 
Sissy had sex before, and knew what to do. She began a slow pace, 
and kept at that for a while, then picked it up as I played with, 
and suckled her nipples as they grew hard, and tasty. 

After a while I began to feel a pressure I had felt several other 
times felt but had always led to a painful end build up, except 
the one time with Cherry. She began breathing real hard, and I 
could feel her tighten up on me in a way I never felt either. 
Suddenly she began going faster, and shaking then I felt it 
explode for the second, but best time. 

"It is cumming Sissy!" I screamed, and kissed her so hard she 
nearly fell over. 

"You never cum before with your mom, or with yourself?" she asked 
surprised.

"With Cherry, but not mother as it always hurt, but this feels so 
good. Oh damned it is good," I cried literally into her chest as 
she hugged me close knowing from what I had told her I was 
frustrated, and hurting. 

She cried with me for she loved me as I loved her. Once we dried 
we went back to her room where her mom caught us making out, and 
just fondling each other. 

"And what is this I see?" Aunt Helen cried out shocked that we had 
become sexual after all these years. 

"What you saying? You married daddy who is your cousin. We like 
each other a whole lot, and want to be together. Charles wants to 
move in permanently with us," Sissy screamed back angry at her 
attitude. 

"Well you don't know the hell Fergus, and I went through on the 
river after that. We had to run away when everyone found out you 
were coming. Got married cause we had to. Now you know the truth. 
So what do you plan to do if you get pregnant?" she bellowed back 
speaking with a lot of sense. 

Now we had to worry about that, but none knew I was sterile from 
the Scarlet Fever I had suffered. I didn't know. Well at least the 
sperm was weak at that point. 

"We will wait, and see. Who says we did anything other than making 
out?" Sissy asked blushing as was I. 

"Look down at yourself Sissy. You can see you been doing it. And 
for you young man you want to see us so bad? Well you know we are 
nudist, but do not let others know. You want to be nude with us 
then come in to my room, "she angrily replied. 

We followed her ashamed, but proud of what we had done. Sissy had 
made me cum and no more sore balls, or prick. 

Aunt Helen pulled out a pile of her nudist magazines she, and her 
late husband had collected. She began explaining the nudist 
lifestyle. As far as I was concerned I was already one as I didn't 
even bother to dress when I followed her. Sissy had put on her 
robe, but took it off after we got in there after her mom gave her 
a look. 

"Now you know what do you think of us now?" she asked wanting to 
get him to think of what their lifestyle was all about. 

"It's not sex, just being free of clothes. When George is gone we 
are nude most of the time anyway so it is good to be naked. Let 
Sissy tell you about mother. I want to go to this camp you brag 
about soon," I replied happy she wasn't going to tell on us. 

"I don't know if you did anything, or not, but if you did be 
careful children. I know about you, and your mother. She asked me 
questions one day, and I told her about Sissy, and her father 
having sex, and loving one another. It was different with them as 
they truly loved each other, but your mother as I told her does 
not even love you. I never did her, but was with them, and we all 
shared at times. Do you understand?"

"Yes mother tries to get me to screw her all the time, and other 
things. It hurts, and makes me sick," I replied. 

She spent the next hour discussing the family love, and nudism, 
and I listened contently. I was not angry, but heard things about 
others in our family that shocked me. I often wondered why family 
bath time meant family time. I had always thought it was a 
Kentucky thing which it was that too. 

Well when we were done we dressed, and went to the little park 
where they spent time being nude. Now I could look at many girls, 
and enjoy myself. No one made fun of my little prick, and Sissy, 
and I did it many times after that till she was killed by a drunk 
trying to rape her in a dark alley in some tin pan alleyway.

It had been a strange love as we spent many a night together on 
weekends over a four year period.

I had begun staying more there, then at Granny's anyway. We were a 
pair. We went to movies, sports, skating, football, etc. Sex was 
always an option we snuck in when able usually under the bridge. 

Many thought in reality we were boyfriend, and girlfriend as we 
were always hugging, kissing one another in public, and we didn't 
tell anyone any different. 

So this was a culmination of a love of feeling building up. We 
never thought it wrong as we were 2nd cousins, and her mom had 
married her 2nd cousin. 

The night Sissy was killed I hit the road, and tried to make a 
life for myself.