Your parents and sex

[wonderdick]

I’m curious about people’s early discoveries of their parents having sex and what you thought about it at the time?

I only have one memory that stands out because my parents separated when I was young. But I remember once a a little boy, maybe 4 or 5, being scared one night and going to my parents’ bedroom at the other end of the hallway and opening the door. I don’t have a a memory of hearing entering happening, but my mother, while simultaneously trying to comfort me I’m sure, also told me never to just come into their room. I got some idea that something was up that was private but I had no clue. In retrospect judging by her reaction I’m pretty sure they were having sex. And maybe that’s why I opened the door because I didn’t understand the sounds I heard.

[iamnaked]

I was 14 and a full blown exhibitionist for years. My mom was a bit of a hippie and always a nudist. She never wore clothes at home, not even when friends of hers stopped by. Dad was only home one or two weekends a month, sometimes three. He wore only white boxer shorts around the house and always let his sizable penis fall out the front. He oddly never went nude but I was used to seeing his penis out and commonly erect.
My mom encouraged open masturbation and was only concerned that I not make a mess in my sheets or on the furniture.
So when he was there they had sex, no they fucked. Loud and rowdy.
I found them in the kitchen once, he was behind her, she was facing the sink holding on to the counter while dad rubbed her boobs and grinded against her.
They saw me and casually went behind closed bedroom doors. Then one afternoon I walked in the Florida room to see mom on her knees sucking my dad for all it’s worth. He saw me standing there. When he filled her mouth with cum I was hard and stroking less than ten feet away.
Mom finished and got up then walked pass me patting me on the shoulder as she passed. I ejaculated right then.
There was never any incest but twice and only twice my mom allowed me to touch her.
Once she and I were nude and as she sat on her bed to get dressed I jumped up on her on all fours, pushing her back down on the bed and gave her a good old tickle torture. G rated, lots of squealing and hysterical laughter.
When I stopped I was sitting in her lap with my legs folded back on each side. My balls were right in her bush.
I was hard and immediately started furiously jacking off.
She scooted up on her elbows and watched saying nothing.
I ejaculated on her stomach and in her bellybutton. I said, “Am I in trouble?”
She said, “No but get up I need another shower”
A week later she was naked at the kitchen sink and I also naked came up behind her and hugged her. She was fine with that, then I got hard and she felt it against the back of her legs.
I moved my hands up and cupped her small breasts.
She turned around and softly pushed me back and said, “No”
She kissed me on the forehead and said we are not doing that.
Another week goes by and I jumped on her on the bed again and started another tickle torture.
It was fun, she loved it, she tickled back but when I got hard she put a stop to it by once again saying, “No”
We can’t do that, understand ?”
I said yes mam.
It was enough for me that we could embrace when nude from then on.
But I fucked her a thousand times in my dreams.
My mom was cool.
My dad was a horny one. They had a good life. They were good parents.

[sweetmollyb]

It wasn't util I was about 8 or 9 until I really understood what the noises coming from my parents bedroom at night were. I was quite curious after that. A few years later I accidentally saw them at it when I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and they'd not properly closed their bedroom door. I stood there for a minute or two watching. They didn't spot me thankfully, but I saw everything. Lets just say I was even more curious after that!

[paddington]

Never caught my parents, but my daughter walked into our room as I was astride my wife and feeding my cock into her mouth.

A few months later we were talking to friends about how my daughter had got up during the night, because she had heard the neighbours arguing …..and she pipes up “Yes, I think they (us) were having sex!”

She was about 4 at the time.

I wonder if she remembers the scene now she’s 25?

[effinjeff1965]

I don’t have strong recollections of thinking about my parents ever having sex until the first time I heard them. When I learned what sexual intercourse was—in a unit on sex ed in sixth grade—I had to tell my buddy, who was a grade behind me—what I had learned. We figured our parents must have done it at least a few times since they had us and our siblings, but didn’t think they did it now that they were done having kids.

I found out I was wrong about that when I was 12. I woke up during the night one evening and I could hear a rhythmic squeaking sound coming from somewhere. I slept with my door open, as did my parents, and I realized the sounds were coming from their room which was next to mine. It took me a bit to get oriented and I realized the squeaking was coming from their bedsprings. It hit me that they were having sex. I could hear moans too and I recognized them as my mom and boy was she enjoying it from the sounds of ecstasy she was making.

I remember being instantly hard and instantly horny. The feeling was overwhelming, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it. It was hot to realize my parents actually fucked, and I suppose this was the closest to porn I could get, so I tried to take it all in and hear every sound they made. They laughed and talked a bit, though I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Part of it was because their bed squeaked so loudly, but that sound turned me on as I tried to picture them doing what they were doing to make those sounds. When things heated up, a pounding sound was added to the mix and I realized that my dad was starting to thrust harder and wilder and the whole bed was bouncing off the floor and the pounding was the feet of their bed bouncing up and slamming back into the floor. That made me even hornier to think that my dad was going wild like that. I didn’t know what to do, so I wanted to try to simulate myself what they were doing next door. I thought that my dad was sliding his dick in and out of my mom’s pussy. I was lying on my back, so I pulled down my underwear and grabbed my boner. I gripped it tightly, pretending my hand was my mom’s pussy and I started to thrust upward into my fist. Almost immediately this great feeling washed over me. I had an orgasm.

After that I regularly stayed awake at night when I went to bed so that I could listen to my parents fuck and jack off to it. I did that for years. I got so I could tell before I went to bed if that night seemed like a night they would have sex, so I knew whether to stay awake or to let myself go to sleep.

I could clearly tell when my mom came, based on the noises she made, but I learned the cues that my dad was getting close too by the sound of his breathing and the louder the squeaks and bumps from the bed as he thrust harder. I started to time it so that I came at the same time my dad did.

[wankwank]

i grew up in a small one bedroom house. my bed was in the corner of my parents bedroom. my first memory was getting out of the bath, going into the bedroom standing at the bottom of the bed watching my parents fuck. i remember looking down and my cock was rock hard. i would usually lose interest and leave them too it. but the older i got the more sexually aroused i got.

my dads nickname was sex maniac fred and he certainly lived up to it, my mother wasnt far behind him. there were piles of hardcore porn mags all over the house which i enjoyed looking at. my dad would openly masturbate reading mags whilst my mum watched her soaps on TV. some times she would stroke his cock whilst watching the TV. i would watch discreetly whilst tenting in my pants.

i remember once being stood at the side of the bed watching my mum wanking my dad off she was about to start sucking him off and told me to leave the room but i said no i want to watch so she started sucking him off in front of my. my dad even moved her hair to one side so i could see.

i remember when i discovered masturbation. it was a summer night so it was still bright late my parents were having sex and i started playing with myself under the covers, then i kicked the covers off and started openly masturbating. i would dare myself to stand at the side of the bed and masturbate so they could see i was wanking off whilst watching them. my mum would say things like we shouldnt do this in front of him but my dad would be like he is alright i always got the impression he got off on me watching him fuck my mum. i would openly masturbate in bed at bed times and in the mornings i got off on them seeing me masturbating.

when i was 11 we moved and i got my own room. i knew when they wanted to have sex because they would try and get rid of me early which meant they were going to fuck in the livingroom or they would go to bed early than usual. they would send me off to bed and i would creep back down. the livingroom door was glass with a net curtain but you could still see everything where the curtain wasnt flush, there was a gap. it wast unknown for me to wank off two or 3 times watching and i knew when my dad started grunting he was about to cum which was my queue to leave. i would be in bed and i would hear then fucking so i would start playing with myself but the hornier i got the more daring i would get. i could push their bedroom door open and stand in the doorway stroking myself, then i would take a few more steps in. until i was stood at the boytom of the bed, the side of the bed or sat in the chair next to the bed. i would watch quietly whilst wanking myself off one or two times. some times i would leave and come back in.

[don111]

I was about 10, my parents had been arguing which I didn't like, then I heard them making noises after I heard my father say 'oh well one more if you are leaving', which I now know was a bit of rough sex, and it turns me on now to think of it. I didn't know at the time what they were doing, wasn't for another couple of years that I would understand what they were up to when I heard noises from the bedroom, and my sister and I used to joke about it. As a teen I ended up going through my mothers knickers when I was wanking, would touch them, put them around my cock and wear them. I left a mess in some of them, and would always shove them in the back of the drawer, hoping they would dry and she wouldn't notice, but I now wonder if she did!

[greendoor]

It wasn't util I was about 8 or 9 until I really understood what the noises coming from my parents bedroom at night were. I was quite curious after that. A few years later I accidentally saw them at it when I got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and they'd not properly closed their bedroom door. I stood there for a minute or two watching. They didn't spot me thankfully, but I saw everything. Lets just say I was even more curious after that!

Had a very similar experience to this, I was a year or two older. My parents had come back late from a party, must've been pretty drunk as they didn't shut their bedroom door properly so I couldn't help but hear all the tell-tale sounds coming from their room. Curiosity got to me and I crept out onto the landing and could see right into their room and saw pretty much everything.

[spunkluvr]

Never thought about it as a kid. I was brought up in a very strict, religious home where sex was never even mentioned. When I discovered the joys of stroking my little prick when I was six, I thought I was the only wanker on the planet!