“Yes, I am, aren’t I?” Linda stated as she moved up along the bed. Before I knew what she was doing she had my head locked between her legs and ...er pussy over my mouth. I went to speak to tell her to get off but instead of the words, I received what felt like half a mouthful of sperm. I couldn’t get away.“Let him up, you bitch!” Jatz shouted on my behalf.“Leave him be. He’s enjoying it. He dirtied me. Let him clean me.”There was absolutely nothing I could do. I was trapped. Every time I went to. My mom was at the foot of the bed with her legs pulled back and apart with her boyfriend on the floor on his knees. She had her pussy spread in his face and he was licking it. I was first embarrassed, but also a bit turned on; the natural way a boy of 7 should have felt, I suppose. I returned to my room, not thinking much of what I saw.Later that year I was sent back to live with my dad, and my step mom. As the years went by I never saw my mom; only getting the ocasional birthday card, and few. Every time we go over a bump I feel like I’m gonna explode.”I saw her glance at the erection beneath my dress and consider the options. She bit her lip and looked out the window, then threw a nervous glance in the direction of the driver. Thankfully he seemed to have concluded that I wasn’t a danger to his upholstery and wasn’t paying any attention to us. I could see the moment when she came to a decision. All uncertainty left her face, and there was a determined glint in her eyes.She shifted. Every time we go camping, we start each day with the men and the women going skinny dipping at separate parts of the beach. We are a very progressive, liberal family so we are all very comfortable with this. So first we just unloaded the tents, cooking stove, sleeping bags, and all the other camping essentials. We were getting tired and hot so we decided to unpack our personal belongings after we went for our swim. So me and my dad went in one tent to get nude, and Meryn and Beth (my stepmom).