Peeping at my parents having sex (adult novel adapted from anime)

The following words record my unforgettable growth experience.

My mother is a teacher, but my parents gave me almost no sex education since I was a child. I believe this is the same in many families. When I was about to enter junior high school, as my body developed, I developed a strong curiosity about sex and a desire to try it. Of course, a real attempt was impossible, but I could do one thing - look!

My mother is very beautiful, not very tall, and is now in her forties. From childhood to adulthood, I have seen her naked body many times, intentionally or unintentionally, and I have also peeked at her sex life with her father many times. Before my house was renovated, my parents' bedroom door was an old wooden door with a crack. If you squatted down, you could just see my parents' entire bed through the crack.

When I was in fifth or sixth grade, I once stayed at my grandparents’ house. The house was small, so I slept in a big bed with my parents. That night, I vaguely felt that something was not right with them. When I woke up the next morning, they had already gotten up, but I felt something like plastic wrapping paper in the quilt. I picked it up and saw that half of it had been torn off, with the words "contraception" printed on it (obviously the word "condom" had been torn off). After that incident, I became more and more curious about my mom and dad, and that crack in the door was undoubtedly the best window to peek. Since I started to have some knowledge of that aspect in junior high school, I have often curiously observed their daily lives through this crack.

Many times, I deliberately got up early and tiptoed to my parents' room, each time with the excitement of an adventure but also with the guilty conscience of a thief. I often saw the quilt on my parents' window getting higher and moving from time to time, but I couldn't see any part of them, it just went up and down. I didn't know why, so I stopped looking.

During the summer vacation of 1999, my parents and I went on a trip out of town and traveled for half a month. When they got home, perhaps because of the fatigue from the long journey, they all said they were sleepy, but in fact it was only noon when they got home. After they went into the room to sleep, I couldn't control my curiosity and went to the door to peek. The difference this time was that Mom's face was exposed outside the quilt, and there was plenty of light in the room. The quilt was obviously at enough height for two people to overlap. Dad was kissing Mom's body inside, and I heard the sound of a condom being torn off again. Mom and Dad haven't had a chance to be intimate for more than ten days, so they must have been overwhelmed by their desire as soon as they got home. Finally, the quilt moved up and down more and more, and then it was lifted up! Under the bright sunlight in the house, their naked bodies were tightly intertwined. Mom raised her legs and placed them on Dad's back, with her hands tightly hugging Dad's back and shoulders. On the bed only one meter away from me, the two naked bodies overlapped on top of each other and were excitedly copulating. Mom also cooperated by moving her lower body. Unfortunately, due to the angle, I couldn't see their intercourse part, but I could hear the squeaking sound made by Dad's penis squeezing the love fluid in Mom's vagina when it was thrusting in and out of Mom's vagina. Mom's vagina must be very wet and slippery at this time, otherwise there would not be such a sound. Mom's breasts were being rubbed by Dad, and you could see that her brown nipples were standing upright. The fire of desire in their bodies is burning fully, and they are completely intoxicated in the intense sex, unable to separate. I never thought that I would be able to appreciate a sexual intercourse scene from such a close distance. Mom closed her eyes, opened her mouth and breathed softly, slowly dad's movements increased in amplitude, dad suddenly trembled, then collapsed on mom, gasping for breath. At the moment dad ejaculated, I saw mom's toes clenched and separated as if she had been electrocuted, and she seemed exhausted, and she let out a long breath. Both of them were gasping for air, and after more than ten seconds, mom took the initiative to kiss dad's cheek, and dad turned around and put his mouth on mom's lips and kissed her passionately. This was the first time I saw my parents kissing clearly, for almost a full minute, the sound of kissing and the collision of teeth was deafening, and when they separated after the kiss, their tongues were pulled out of each other's mouths with a few strands of saliva still attached. At this time, Mom smiled and whispered something to Dad, her hands moving back and forth on Dad's back, stroking him. The two of them lay like this for several minutes, and then Dad turned over and lay on one side - just facing me, blocking Mom's lower body! Seeing him remove the condom from his softened penis, wrap it in toilet paper and throw it under the bed, the mother also turned sideways, took the toilet paper that the father brought from the bedside, tore off a piece and wiped her vagina. Unfortunately, it was still blocked by the father and could not be seen. Then she supported her head with one hand and reached under the father's lower abdomen with the other hand to stroke the father's pubic hair and flaccid penis. The father hugged the mother and grabbed her mother's breast with one hand. There was another passionate kiss. Then the two of them covered themselves with the quilt and went to sleep. After all, they usually took a nap. My heart was pounding with desire, but I was still not satisfied, so I squatted in front of the door for a long time. When I found that they were indeed asleep, I went back to my room and masturbated while recalling the sexual intercourse scene of my parents. But I guess they may not be able to make up for the "homework" they have owed for such a long time by doing it just once, so I planned to go and peep again in the evening.

That night, my mother went to bed early, and my father went back to the bedroom after watching TV. It was past 12 o'clock. I waited for him to enter the room, and then I heard the door being locked. I immediately went to the door, but the lights were turned off immediately. Helplessly, I soon heard their whispers inside, and then the sound of kissing, and soon the sound of tearing condoms, panting, and the sound of banging. After seven or eight minutes, all kinds of sounds in the darkness were amplified several times and reached a climax. After the sound of tearing paper and wiping, everything returned to calm. That night, I was recalling the unprecedented gains of the entire day. I had a glimpse of almost all of my parents' most private scenes, but I did not feel wrong in my excitement. I knew that what my parents did was normal and proper. Their image in my mind did not change at all. On the contrary, I felt happy that my parents loved each other so much. Isn't it great that their sexual happiness provided me with the most direct opportunity for sex education? However, it is a pity that I have not seen my mother's vagina yet, so I wonder if they will do it in the morning. So in the early morning of the next day, when it was still light, I came to their bedroom door again. Through the crack in the door, I saw the quilt rising and falling in the dim morning light in their bedroom, but their upper bodies were exposed. It was obvious that their passion had not been exhausted during the day and night yesterday. Dad was on top and Mom was hugging him below, kissing from time to time. Dad moved under Mom's neck and kissed and kneaded her breasts. Mom closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly with an intoxicated expression. Her lower body was covered with a quilt and could not be seen, but the movement was not fast. After a while, they turned over and Mom was riding on top, her breasts shaking as Dad's penis thrust in and out of her vagina. After a while, Dad turned over and gained the upper hand again. In the dim morning light, Mom and Dad were making love all over the bed! What a beautiful scene! ! After about ten minutes, Dad's movements became faster and faster, and suddenly he shook violently. I knew he was ejaculating. Mom moaned softly. Is this a woman’s orgasm? Dad got off Mom, both of them were panting tiredly, and then they had another passionate kiss. After a while, Mom got up, and when she sat up, she spread her legs facing me. It was the first time I saw Mom's vagina clearly, the first time I saw a real female genitalia. It turned out that Mom's pubic hair was very sparse, her labia majora was thin, and her labia minora was slightly darker. The entire labia was turned outward and was very wet due to the close contact with Dad's penis just now. A little white liquid flowed out of the vaginal opening. It was obvious that Dad had ejaculated directly into Mom's vagina! No condom was used during this sex! My mother tore off a piece of toilet paper, folded it and put it between her legs (obviously because she was afraid that the semen would flow back and stain her underwear). Then she put on her underwear and pajamas and came out. I quickly dodged and pretended nothing happened. In fact, I was so excited that I almost fainted.

Later, there were many similar situations, and I found out that they seemed to have sex in the morning, or maybe once before going to bed and once before getting up.

But there was one time that was very special. It was one night when I was very alert when I was sleeping. In a daze, I heard a rhythmic banging on the door. The sound came from my parents' room. I got up to see what was going on and found a flickering light in their room. It must be the light from the TV. At this time, I understood the purpose of those A-films, but why was the door banging? I was extremely excited and looked through the gap, but I could only vaguely see their lower body, which was just the thickness of a door, and they were having sex leaning against the door! At such a close distance, I could hear my mother's panting sounds of "Hmm... Hmm... Hmm." On one side of the door, Mom and Dad were having sex while standing and watching the pictures on TV. On the other side of the door was me, peeping and eavesdropping. There was only a door! Soon, they retreated away from the door, and Dad helped Mom to the corner of the bed and continued to thrust into her from behind. Mom turned her head to look at the TV from time to time. She grabbed the sheets at the corner of the bed with both hands, and her breasts shook with Dad's thrusting. In the dim light, I couldn't describe her expression. It was satisfaction and hunger for Dad. This was so different from my usual mother. Her students could not possibly see the beauty of their teacher at this time, but I could appreciate this beauty. Dad ejaculated, and I was afraid they would come out, so I quickly went back to my room in a confused state. Sure enough, Mom came out. I saw through the half-open door of my room that she came out naked to the bathroom. From the sound, she only urinated a little. I immediately recalled that the sex books on their bedside table said that after having sex without taking any contraceptive measures, women can wash away some of the semen by urinating. It seemed that they didn't use condoms this time. When she went back, there was no light. I couldn't sleep that night. The next day, I deliberately asked innocently: What happened to that door last night? It woke me up. My mother suddenly became nervous and said something incoherently, while my father just smiled and said nothing.

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Every time after I finished watching my mom and dad’s live sex show, I couldn’t help but go back to my room, tear off a piece of toilet paper, recall the beautiful scene, and masturbate a few times, imagining that the person who was fucking my mom was not my dad but me.

Mom and Dad had sex so frequently that I found boxes of condoms under my parents' bed, under the mattress, and even under the pillow. Occasionally there are condoms used that night and toilet paper thrown on the floor under the bed, obviously they forgot to clean up. I once picked up the condoms they used and observed them. Inside was the father's milky white semen, and the liquid on the outer surface must be the love fluid from the mother's vagina. It was slippery and I licked it and there was no special smell. From the reduced number of condoms, I know that their sexual intercourse frequency is at least 4 to 5 times a week. Of course, the number of sexual intercourse without condoms cannot be counted, but it is definitely indispensable on weekends! In addition, their sex life seems to be relatively traditional. There are not many changes in sexual positions. All I see is either the dad on top or the mom on top, and occasionally from behind. It's not as exaggerated as in porn movies and novels, and I've never seen them have oral sex.

These experiences happened in the last century. My mother was less than 40 years old at that time. You know, it was so exciting to see my mother lying naked on the bed, showing her son the deepest side of a woman - sex. It was so different from her usual sternness and dignity! Because my house had been renovated, the structure of the room was different from before and the conditions for peeping were gone. I thought that I would never have the chance to enjoy the passionate sexual intercourse between my mom and dad again, and I felt that that happy childhood would never come back. However, my renewed curiosity about my parents' sexual affairs not long ago led to unexpected huge changes. The hidden camera I got from my friend has become my new means of spying. Do they still have sex? Is it still as lingering and enchanting as before? I must know the answer at all costs!

I installed this little thing in an inconspicuous corner of their bedroom. The pictures taken in it can be directly transferred to the computer in my room. In this way, I saw a scene that I had not seen for many years on the screen one night last summer. Under the light at the bedside, my mother had already lay on the bed. My father then got on the bed and pushed off his underwear directly. He held a blue and white towel in his hand. I immediately got excited. They must be starting. I saw him lift the thin blanket, and my mother turned around and took off her pink nightgown, bra and underwear, and she was naked. The angle of the camera was about 15 degrees with the bed, so my mother's entire naked body was exposed. Compared with before, my mother's lower abdomen was a little fatter, but her breasts were still as plump, and her areola was even more rosy than before. She took the towel from her father's hand and placed it under her buttocks. The pubic hair between her legs seemed to be thicker than she remembered. Then dad climbed on top of her, and after a simple kiss and hug, he inserted himself into her directly. The angle set in advance was extremely successful! Mom's legs were spread wide open, and I could see Dad's penis thrusting in and out of her clearly! I started masturbating with excitement, being able to directly see the parts of my parents having sex, this has been my long-cherished wish! They maintained the same position for about 5 minutes, then Dad stopped and pulled out his penis with semen. Mom used the towel under her butt to wipe her private parts, and also wiped Dad's limp part. She didn't seem to have an orgasm, and everything seemed to be just official business. Then they threw the towel under the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep. I couldn't sleep that night...

Afterwards, I "monitored" my mom and dad like this every day, but after half a month, I saw that they had sex only four times. One time, they turned off the lights when they were about to officially insert, but the previous video had been recorded. I kept repeating, enlarging, and slowing down the video of my parents' sex, masturbating like this again and again. It was 17 days after I revisited my parents’ pornographic scene for the first time. It was August 14th, a day I will never forget.

That night, I came back from a party with my friends around 10 o'clock. As soon as I entered the house, I felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. My parents were sitting quietly in the living room, but the TV was turned off. "Are you back? Come here." There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in my father's low voice. What could be going on? I felt a little uneasy. When I entered the living room, my parents were staring at me. When I saw the pinhole camera and wires on the table, I instantly collapsed. "What is this?" my mother asked. Suddenly my mind seemed to explode and everything went blank. I felt like this was a dream. I wished it was a dream, but it was all real. I lowered my head in silence, unable to face the great embarrassment and shame. What could I say? Can I explain or defend anything? "We also found a video of us... (when she said this, the mother seemed to avoid the wording) that in your computer." "Where did you learn these things?" Dad asked. I am still speechless, and I still regret why I didn’t put away the camera during the day and set a password for the computer. What’s even more stupid is that I actually put the video file directly on the desktop! "Your mother accidentally found this thing when she was cleaning the room today. She asked you why you were using it to spy on us?" I remained silent. After a few minutes of silence, my mother spoke: "Son, you are an adult now. It is understandable that you are curious or eager about matters between men and women, but it is wrong to use such low-level means to acquire this knowledge. But it may also be your father's fault that you have not educated and enlightened you in this regard since you were a child. We are also responsible for your mistakes. Fortunately, you are doing this at home. If you were outside, you would probably break the law and would have to pay legal responsibility!" Hearing my mother say this, I couldn't help but feel tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry, Mom and Dad... Actually, I have been secretly watching you since I was little. I was just ignorant and curious about you. I am still doing this today because I miss those days when I was a kid. I want to see you guys being in love like before and I want to know that you are still as happy as before..." My parents exchanged glances, and my mother said, "Don't cry. Your father and I are both highly educated people with a mature understanding of sex. Plus, you are an adult, so we don't need to hide anything anymore. So when was the first time you saw me and your father having sex?"

"Probably in junior high school." "How many times have you seen it?" "I don't remember." "How did you feel after seeing it?" "I..." Faced with these completely unexpected questions, I felt ashamed and didn't know what to do. "Do you masturbate often?" my dad asked me directly. "Don't be embarrassed. I've already told you and you've seen it. Are you still embarrassed?" "Yes." "Don't you have a girlfriend?" "No, not yet." "Then go take a shower and go to bed." After saying that, my parents got up and went back to the bedroom.

When I came out of the shower, I was still feeling ashamed and hadn't come to terms with what had just happened. I really wished I could dig a hole and crawl into it and never come out. Suddenly I heard my mother shouting, "Come to our room for a moment," so I lowered my head and walked into their bedroom. I saw my parents sitting on the bed. My mother was wearing pajamas and had even put on makeup. She looked dignified and charming under the light, with a rosy face. She said, "Son, your father and I have discussed this, and we have said that our family is an open family. It was our negligence that we did not give you serious sex education in the past. We are also very much at fault, but it is not that we are afraid of this topic or deliberately avoiding it. Since things have developed to this point, we want to make it up to you in a more open way." Dad added, "Your mother and I have been married for 21 years this year. I am 47 years old and your mother is 46. I have always wanted to commemorate it in some way. It happens that, son, you are not an outsider. You can use this DV to record a video of our loving memory." "What?!" I couldn't believe what I heard, "You...you are going to do that in front of me?" I asked in great surprise. "Haha, nowadays there are a lot of couples taking sex selfies. This requires a third person, but we can't trust others. But you have to take off your clothes, otherwise we will feel pressured," said my mother. In a flash, the development of the situation made me feel like I was on a roller coaster, and I suddenly felt like I was about to faint.

So I stupidly picked up the DV and pointed it at my parents on the bed. They told me to press REC to start recording, and then they started hugging and kissing. At this time, I was extremely embarrassed, and my face was as if I was burning. Then Dad put his hand into Mom's nightgown, rubbed Mom's breasts in a white bra, took off her nightgown, pulled off the left bra, and then continued to unbutton Mom's belt, leaving only the bra half hanging on her chest and white triangle panties. Then Dad helped Mom lie down and gently took off her panties. He asked me to pause at this time, "Son, you have to take it off too." My mouth was dry at this time, and the shyness just now had been diluted by instinctive desire. Seeing my parents lying completely naked in front of me, I immediately took off all my clothes, pulled down my underwear, and my penis was fully erect in front of my mother. My mother glanced at my penis, a little shy, maybe because my size was even bigger than my father's. "Go on," Dad said. I cancelled the pause, and Mom and Dad began to caress and kiss each other completely naked. The sound of their kissing could be heard everywhere. I held the DV in both hands, and the camera followed dad's hands and tongue as they moved on mom's body, from her expression of enjoyment with her eyes closed, to her neck, her breasts with erect nipples and rosy areolas, her lower abdomen, to her pubic hair, which was stained with dad's saliva... I found that I could hardly bear it anymore. No AV could stimulate my desire like the real beauty in front of me. My penis had also expanded to its limit. Mom turned over, pressed dad under her and began to kiss him, from her mouth to her chest all the way to the towering penis. Oh my God! I had never seen them having oral sex before. Mom turned around and they immediately got into the 69 position. I walked closer to take a close-up: Mom held Dad's penis in her hand and sucked the glans in her mouth, while Dad sucked Mom's clitoris and vaginal opening hard, licking the obviously protruding clitoris with his tongue. The vaginal fluid had flowed down his face and onto the light blue bedspread. Mom was humming softly while also sucking my penis vigorously. After ten minutes of foreplay and oral sex, Dad turned around and pressed Mom under him again, spreading her legs apart. He was about to insert his penis. I immediately focused the camera on Mom's vagina, which was full of vaginal fluid, zoomed in to the maximum focal length and locked it on the slightly open vaginal opening, and then I entered! The vaginal fluid overflowed from the labia minora that was squeezed open and flowed along the crotch all the way to the bed sheet. Daddy thrust slowly, squeezing out more vaginal fluid from Mom, which sparkled on the DV screen. My parents seemed to be having sex as if they were ignoring my presence, but also seemed to be more excited because of my presence. I had peeped at them having sex in my childhood, but now they were taking the initiative to perform sex for me in front of us. It's a pity how fast time flies.

Mom closed her eyes and moaned, Dad gasped, and they kissed briefly from time to time, changing positions from the traditional man on top, to woman on top, to doggy style, and Dad's thrusting gradually speeded up. Looking at Mom's breasts shaking in the air; her buttocks raised high; listening to the "pa pa" sound of their lower bodies colliding, wet like splashing water; the "chi chi" sound of Dad's penis thrusting in Mom's vagina flooded with love juice, watery like a spring; Mom's moaning of "Hmm... Ah ah", sometimes strong and sometimes weak; I really can't stand it anymore! After 18 minutes of REC time, dad finally started to speed up his thrusts from behind, and after a few seconds he ejaculated his semen into mom's vagina. He pulled out his penis, panting and lay down. I immediately zoomed in on the expectant mother's vagina, which was already flooded with a mixture of various body fluids. Semen flowed out of her vagina mixed with her love fluid, and slowly dripped down along the strands of pubic hair onto the bedspread, making a large area of ​​the bed wet (they didn't use a towel underneath because they wanted to make the picture purer). Then Dad hugged Mom, and they kissed tenderly, lips pressed tightly together, tongues deep into each other's mouths sucking and licking, for more than a minute, "I love you," Mom said, looking at Dad affectionately, "I love you too," Dad replied...

"You can stop now," Dad signaled. The two of us separated. My mother looked at my uncontrollable expression and told me to put down the DV. I pressed the stop button. My whole body was already shaking and my face was red, but I felt extremely relieved and happy about this touching scene with my parents at the end. At this time, my father said, "You and your mother can have sex as a man and a woman. I know you can't help it. No man can help it." After hearing this, I immediately pounced on my mother without thinking. Sexual instinct had occupied all my thoughts. I pressed my mother under me, kissing and caressing her clumsily, from her breasts to her lower body, to between her legs... My father was lying on the side, watching her admiringly. My mother's body was also hot like mine at this time, and her blushing face looked a little embarrassed. After all, she was having sex with someone else - her own son - in front of her husband. I aimed my penis at her wet vagina and inserted it into her body. This moment meant that I had returned to my mother's body after 20 years. My penis was wrapped by my mother's wet and hot vaginal wall. I began to twitch, holding my mother's breasts tightly with both hands. She turned her face away, closed her eyes, put her legs on my back, and moaned softly as I twitched somewhat recklessly. In this way, I was doing my mother in front of my father. It was a dreamlike feeling, but it was not a dream. I was so excited that I ejaculated in less than a minute, all into my mother's vagina. I gave my first time to my mother in front of my father. I collapsed on my mother, gasping for breath, and my mother kissed me on the lips and said to me, "It's normal for the first time." My mother immediately lost her shyness and continued, "But remember to use a condom when you have sex with your girlfriend in the future. I had surgery a few years ago for gynecological disease and part of my uterus was removed, so I can't get pregnant. You and your father can ejaculate directly in my vagina." She pointed to the scar on her lower abdomen and said to me. I pulled out my penis and looked at my mother's wet vagina. Her pink labia and vaginal opening were slightly opening and closing. The semen I ejaculated and the semen from my father just now mixed with more vaginal fluid that kept pouring out from inside. The entire perineum looked crystal clear. I couldn't help but put my mouth close to her again to kiss this swamp. She stroked my head with her hand and said, "This is where you were born." At this point, I had completely lost my shyness and concerns, and asked directly, "Mom, I remember you didn't have so much pubic hair before, but now it seems to be more than before?" "Surgery requires skin preparation, which means shaving off all the hair. After shaving it that time, it naturally grew more. What? Have you seen Mom here before?" "Yes, you had sex frequently back then, and I often peeked at you having sex through a crack in the door. One time, after you and Dad finished, you spread your legs facing the door and I saw it. It's been 7 years, but I still can't forget it. I also know where you put your condoms and what brand you use. Sometimes you throw the used condoms under the bed and forget to clean them up. And I also saw the pornographic films you hid!" I excitedly revealed all my secrets and immediately felt extremely refreshed. "Brat! You're a bad guy!" Mom and Dad said at the same time, "It seems that there is no need to teach you anything. You have seen everything you should and shouldn't know by then?!" "Haha, I care about you. You had such a strong sexual desire before. I counted the condoms and knew that you had sex at least once every two days. By the way, I didn't count the many times I saw you didn't use condoms." "That's my safe period, it has to be counted. Your dad and I love each other, so we have sex so much, do you understand?" Mom said. "Yes, no wonder they say that happy sex is the guarantee of a happy married life. I haven't seen you quarreling in all these years. But you have less sex now. Don't you want to do it anymore?" I asked. "When you were born, your mother and I had sex at least twice a day, sometimes more than twice, haha. But now we are older, and it has slowly become like this. This is the rule. But your mother wants more," said the father proudly and helplessly. "Mom, you haven't reached orgasm yet?" I asked excitedly again. The sexual desire soon ignited in my body again. After saying that, Mom opened her legs again, and I inserted into her body again. I tried different positions and angles, and ejaculated inside Mom's body for the second and third time. Mom was also in a state of high sexual desire. While I was fucking her, she was sucking Dad's penis. I ejaculated, and Dad, who was teased, continued to have sex with her. She turned her head and put my penis in her mouth and gave me a blowjob. After Dad ejaculated, I continued to fuck her without giving Mom a chance to breathe. In this way, in the fifth round, my mother had an orgasm. She was so intoxicated by the fucking of both my father and me that her breasts became even bigger and her face became even redder. The large amount of love juice, vaginal fluid and semen that gushed out of Mom's vagina after each orgasm, together with our sweat, had made the entire bed cover almost dry everywhere. So the three of us tore off the bed cover and continued to enjoy the bliss of the flesh. Dad and I took turns and recorded each other. When we were tired, we inserted our fingers into Mom's vagina to stimulate her G-spot. Mom, who was trying the G-spot orgasm for the first time, moaned loudly and the love juice secreted from her vagina gushed out. At about 2 a.m., Mom became thirsty from secreting too much love juice, vaginal fluid and sweat. I got up to pour water for everyone to replenish water and take a short rest... Then our whole family was immersed in the ocean of sex all night, enjoying the pure pleasure together.

When we woke up the next day, it was already past 10 o'clock in the morning. We looked at each other's naked bodies and made a contract. Our family adheres to the principle of sexual openness. Within the family, as long as Mom is not feeling unwell, I can have sex with her moderately while I am at home until I graduate from college, in order to solve the problem of my masturbation and Dad's inability to satisfy Mom's sexual needs. After that, in the abundant morning sunshine, Mom and I had MORNING SEX again in front of Dad.