She spent a good deal of her evenings when he was gone bar hopping and going to parties and she usually had company in the person of her sister, my Au...t Margaret.The night that imprinted the sexual attitudes I would carry for the rest of my life started like most others. We were in a period of dad being gone. My mother and I had finished dinner and I was doing the dishes when Aunt Maggie called my mother and invited her to a party. As mom was going out the door she told me not to stay up too. Instead of one long rope of cum my semen shot out, it seemed, in several directions. Mom called out in what could only be a cry of joy and stroked me again, forcing another huge burst out onto the floor."Ohhh, Ahhhh," I moaned as the pleasure only increased."That's it, Son, cum for mother, cum and cum," she said, firmly stroking my cock over and over as each spurt flew.The load last night was big but this dwarfed it probably twice over. It was unbelievable how much cum came from my cock as my. Only broken by a call on her phone talking to a woman named Amelia. I did not understand the entire conversation, but heard, "you can go ahead and leave and see in the morning." Coworker maybe? We came a stop in front of a black gate on Granada Street. An odd spot to stop, I thought. There were some stores across the way and a small cafe of some kind. Maybe we are going to one of those places...or walk through the rains to some others nearby? No, these places were not our place of. Howie said, "Anyone that wouldn't have a great time with you wasn't trying."He kissed her and started to leave."I wish you weren't so far away," Becky said."There are plenty of good men here. You will have a blast," he said.Becky thought, What is wrong? Why doesn't he like me? I mean, most guys pester me to be with them. He wants me to have fun with other guys. And it isn't a game. He means it.He got back home very late. His mother waited up. "How was it?"Howie said, "As you would expect. Very.