o this happened some time ago. My twin sister and I just turned 18 and celebrating with my parents, our Aunt Carole, and my sisters best friend. My family has always been very honest with each other. We don’t censor things. That evening, the topic of sex came up. I think we were talking about a recent movie with a fairly erotic scene.
My parents said something to the effect of “be safe out there and don’t rush into anything.” My sister, always the outspoken one, laughed and replied, “you two weren’t!”
What she was referring to was the fact that my parents were married for a few months less than me and my sister’s age, so you can do the math and figure out what she meant.
My mom replied, “Do as we say, not as we did.”
My sister wasn’t going to let it go. For the first time, at least the first time I know of, she asked our parents right then and there what happened the night we were conceived. We were both over 18, so it wasn’t subject matter we couldn’t hear.
It was probably the wine talking as my mom didn’t hesitate to share…
She glanced over at my dad, “Well, so here’s the thing. It was a bit of a wild night,” my mother said.
“Your father and I were just so into each other right away.”
“There was just something about your mother,” my Dad said as he looked at my mom.
I have to say this, my parents have always had the best chemistry. Even to this day, they look at each other like teenagers with a huge crush. It’s quite adorable.
“So, tell us the fun details. This way we don’t do the same thing,” my sister giggled.
She was already quite sexually active, a fact she made quite obvious many times. My parents knew she was being a wiseass, but they continued. This is the story they shared….
My mother was home from college for the summer. Back in Chicago where she and my father grew up. She had really blossomed freshman year. In high school, she was seen as a shy bookworm, but in college, she became the hot smart girl. She’s about 5’8, and at the time, had shoulder length brown hair. She has what I’d say are B-cup breasts, that were no doubt perky back then. (They’re pretty nice now too.) She wore glasses in high school and finally moved to contacts when she was in college.
She was out with friends catching up at the local bar. My mother was wearing tight bell bottoms and a floral top. One of her friends let out a groan as a group of guys walked in. This was my dad and his friends. They were not the college type. They were the bad boys, for a lack of a better term, having barely graduated high school.
My mother’s friends never wanted anything to do with them, and my dad and his friends wanted nothing to do with them. Because of that, they really didn’t cross paths in high school.
However, my mom had a secret. She always had the biggest crush on my dad. My father is a couple inches over six feet and well built. He had thick black hair back then, now salt and pepper, but still thick.
My mother told us how she would dream about him all the time in high school, and how many of those dreams got pretty “hot and heavy,” as my mom put it. We all rolled our eyes when she said it.
Up until that night, my dad truly didn’t know my mom even existed. That all changed the second he locked eyes with hers. He didn’t hesitate. Wearing tight blue jeans and a white t-shirt, he simply walked away from his friends and right up to my mother and her friends.
He looked right into her green eyes with his browns, extended his hand to my mother and said, “Come have a drink with me.”
My mother said it was a like a dream of hers coming true. Without saying a word, she took his hand and followed him to a quiet booth at the bar.
My parents immediately hit it off. My dad admitted that he didn’t know who my mom was, yet would now never forget her. My mom admitted to the crush she always had on him. They held hands the entire time. My father even admits he had never been romantic like this, but it just came natural.
My parents were going to share more about their banter at the bar until my sister, the horny girl that she is, pleaded, “skip to the good stuff!”
My mother invited my father back to the apartment of her older sister, my sexy curvy aunt who was sitting next to me and whom I could talk about at length. My sister was staying there for the summer rather than my grandparents so she could feel more independent. She felt so naughty inviting a guy back to her place, and it made her very hot.
My parents couldn’t even wait to get to the apartment as they started making out hard in the back of the taxi, and my father’s hand was already plunging between mother’s legs. My mom had to resist taking out his cock and sucking it in front of the driver.
This was not her style at all. Though she explored a lot in college when it came to sex, she was still a virgin. She had no idea what came over her. She told us that our father brought out a primal side of her.
They stumbled into the apartment, and thankfully, my Aunt Carole had been asleep, or at least they thought.
My father immediately pressed my mom up against the wall, his body pressing against hers as they kissed with such hunger and desire. His hand went between her legs, rubbing against the very hot spot between her legs. My mom couldn’t take it and claims she was about to melt then and there from the way my father was making her feel. It was only the beginning.
He undid her jeans and pushed them and her panties down. My mom was soaked which made it very easy for my dad to slip two fingers insider her, something my mom have never felt before.
“Oh fuck,” she cried out into his shoulder hoping not to wake up her sister, “yes!”
She reached down to unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans. She reached in under his briefs to pull out his thick hard cock, a cock she claims is huge. She wrapped her fingers around it as best she could and started stroking. As my mom was telling us about this, she was clearly getting worked up, her cheeks flushed.
So they were, two young people in what seemed like lust, but they both knew it was much more. My mother said she couldn’t believe what she said next. She moaned into my father’s ear, “Please fuck me. I need to finally feel a cock inside me.”
Thats all my mother had to say as my father led her to the couch and laid her down. He climbed on top of her, the head of his cock rubbing up against her wet slit.
“Please, be gentle,” my mother said.
My dad admitted to us that in the past, he wasn’t the most gentle in bed. My mom blurted out, “and you’re not now.” She quickly changed the subject by getting back to the story.
My dad pressed his forehead against my mother’s as he gently caressed her cheek with his right hand. “I will be,” he replied.
His other hand reached for his shaft as he slowly positioned the head of his cock between my moms lips. Ever so slowly, he slid his cock inside her, watching and listening to make sure he wasn’t hurting her.
Once he was completely inside her, she could only say, “Wow!”
Slowly the two started to fuck. As my mom got more and more comfortable, my father would thrust harder and harder. My mom pressed her mouth against his, kissing him deeply as she lost her virginity.
What happened next, my mother can’t believe she said, but is so thankful she did.
My father moaned against the kiss, “Fuck, I’m going to cum.”
My mother replied, without hesitating, “Cum inside me. I want to be with you forever.”
Her legs wrapped tightly around him as he thrust deep into her and when he came with a loud gasp she knew that her pussy was filled with his virile seed. And she didn’t even care. Lying there breathing, sweaty bodies against each other, he kissed her hard. “I never want to leave you.”
And they haven’t…
Needless to say, my sister and I were speechless by the end of the story. My mom broke the silence, “Okay, I think we’re all done here,” she smiled as she started to clean up. I went to my room and my sister and her friend went to hers. My aunt and father stuck around to help my mom clean up.
That was only the beginning…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uyddrh/my_parents_first_time_mf
That’s crazy how your mother told you the story of how she created you. Lol.