Watching her getting undressed was getting me wet. She got totally naked, her pussy was pink and was shaved she had c-cup.I was sitting on her bed, sh... moved towards me and sat on my lap facing me, and started to kiss.I have kissed a boy once and i knew how to kiss. So, i started to use my tongue and we kissed for sometime, then she slowly ran her hand from my face to my boobs and started to feel them. I was gonna have my orgasm just by getting touch on my nipples. Then she slowly grabbed the. And even then she refrained from calling pussy a pussy. She called it vagina. Vagina? Eeww. That totally puts off the concept of eroticizing it. But nonetheless she talked. About sex. To her son. THAT made the difference.In the next few days I kept on asking her about sex and soon she was really comfortable with discussing it with me. But I made sure we do not talk about it when my dad was around. Soon I started dirty talking with her in pretext of sex education. She’d answer a few reluctantly. Then he touched me.He began to grab my hips as squeeze them in his huge hands as he pulled at my shorts. He lifted one leg to his as he placed his hands between my thighs and rubbed my wett covered pussy. He knew that only thing that prevented him from sliding his long fingers inside my hole was my shorts so he quickly removed it. Once it was on the floor, using his strength, he lifted me so that my breast was near his mouth. He began to suck on my breast as he struggled to remove his pants.. Going into high school I was a bully and always in trouble it seemed. Mom and dad put up with my crap for several years. They were always talking to me about school and going to college. Mom tried several things to settle me down, mainly talk. Blah, blah, blah, school, school, school.My father finally had enough and called me out to the garage one evening. “Been in any trouble at school lately?” he asked me.“No. Nothing lately.” I answered.Just then a bolt out of the blue hit my face. I was.