Pictures of Mom

As a young teen, finding dad's stash was quite the prize

I am male and I grew up in a very open home about nudity. Nudity was common.  I remember dad had nude "model" pics hanging on the walls of my parents room and his bathroom.  Mom said they were part of his photography hobby.  Looking back I guess they were artistic, but not really very good. I think he was trying to be the next Playboy photographer, but was not very good at it. At a young age I remember sneaking peeks at his Playboy and Penthouse magazines. I would feel my small erection growing while looking at them and I loved reading the Forum and Happy Hooker stories.

Mom was pretty open around the house. She wore short nightgowns of sheer material, I never really saw her pussy in them, but her tits and nipples were on full display. She had nice size nipples that never went down. I guess having three kids would do that for you.  She would often take baths and many times I would walk in and start talking to her about whatever was going on in my life. I remember seeing her tits floating in the water and I could see her hairy cunt which broke through the water.  While it all seemed innocent enough, and was, I look back on it now and wonder why I didn't look closer. Only once do I ever really remember her saying anything about privacy. She has made a comment how most people wouldn't have their sons come in and watch them in the bath.  I don't remember what I said,  I just told her I needed to talk.

As for actual sex acts, I only saw a couple, Once I got up at night I was  wanting something to eat. I went to the kitchen and tried to grab an orange off the counter. The basket fell and some rolled into the living room that was next to the kitchen.  I reached over to grab it back and I could see my parents sitting in dad's chair. He was sucking her tits while she sat there. I got an eyeful, and ducked back into the kitchen. I tried to peek a few more times, but her shirt was down.

Jump ahead a bit and we were on vacation at the dads condo in San Francisco. Dad had a business there so he maintained a place . I am sure it was so he could fuck around behind moms back, a guys hangout.  There was a closet there  we were told to keep out of. I peaked there and there was a huge collection of Playboy and other old 50-60s mens magazines (probably worth a lot these days)  . I also saw a box of photos. I opened them up and found a few different women posing, but then I saw one of mom.  Nothing as good as Playboy, but here was mom posing which I thought was interesting

On another trip there I was watching TV and was looking for a blanket. I opened the cabinet beneath the TV, Holy Shit it was packed full of 8mm films (video was a few years away) Color Climax and Swedish Erotics. I started looking at the covers and was amazed.  Couple, 3-ways, Lesbian, even a few dog sex films. For a young teen this was amazing.  I quickly pulled out the projector and started stroking (a talent I had only recently learned to do right) . I watched two  or three movies when I heard the front door open. Oh shit mom and sis were home.

I grabbed everything and threw it back in the cabinet just before mom walked in. She looked at me and then at the TV. I had not gotten the cabinet closed all the way. Busted. She then looked back. She wasn't mad, just asked me what was up.  I told her what had happened and that I was just curious.  She gave me that stern look and told me to not look again, those were for adults. I guess I got off lucky

We moved to a new house in 1978. They installed a hot tub which was in an area right outside my window. Whenever dad was home they would go out to it every night after the kids went to bed, However the noisy pumps always woke me up.  I would watch as they went nude into it.  Pretty much all the time, mom would end up stroking his cock while he sat on the edge of the tub. A few times she blew him, but she seemed a very reluctant cocksucker.  A few times they went in with others. Everyone was nude, and they sat awfully close together. Sometimes they seemed to pair off with the other spouses, but I didn't really see much going on. A bit of kissing and I am sure something under the surface. It was fun to watch though. Thinking wow they are swingers.

Like I said, dad was a photographer, and when I was 15 he finally built a darkroom at home.  I started off trying to learn how to develop prints. He had a couple boxes of negatives and I started pulling from them. Lots of scenics. Then I found some negatives marked girls. I opened them up. There were several different females in them. I quickly printed them. Then I found a sleeve with my moms name on it. I opened them up, Sure enough mom was naked, Not only naked, she was spread wide apart. Perfect Hustler style. She was tugging her tits and even had a few fingers in her cunt.  One picture it looked like she was trying, but not quite succeeding to lick her own nipples.  I suppose if I had been normal I would have put them back and been freaked out. No, I printed them right up. Not only that I printed a few where you couldn't see her face and showed them to a few friends at school.

A few months later, my father installed a locking filing cabinet in the darkroom. Ostensibly, it seemed to be for camera storage, but it quickly became clear that it was used primarily to keep drugs secured, as the darkroom often smelled strongly of marijuana. Around this same time, I noticed that the girly negatives I had previously accessed were no longer stored openly.During this period of my life, my primary interests were  girls and getting stoned. I viewed the locked filing cabinet as a challenge and attempted to find the key, but was never able to locate it.One day at school, I encountered a similar filing cabinet and noticed how simple the locking mechanism was. I realized that the drawer could be opened without unlocking it by manipulating the internal bar. I went home with the intention of testing this.I told my mother I was going to work in the darkroom and managed to open the cabinet using this method. Inside, I found a large quantity of marijuana and a small vial containing another substance, which I realized was coke.. I took some marijuana for myself and my friends and tasted the coke. It didn't do much for me then , but I grew to like it later in life. I checked out the other drawers and I saw a box. I looked in it and it was full of 8x10 prints. I figured that they had to be more pics.

I opened the box and was greeted by a picture of mom, in the darkroom with her sundress top down and her tits out and playing with them.  WOW. I started looking more.  There were pictures with a big black dildo in her and her sucking on it. Then wait, pics of her , looking very young by my dads parents pool. They started dating when she was 17, these had to be about that time in the 1950s .She was naked on a chair, she looked a lot different for sure. One pic had dad next to her with her grabbing his hard on

I had to continue looking, but first out came my cock.  More solo pics of her and pics of other women. Then suddenly the best. Pics of mom  with another woman. A bigger gal with D size tits. Holy shit mom was a lesbian (ok bi, but hey I didn't know the difference then) I was amazed, she was going hard at the woman. Fingers in her cunt, sucking hard on her clit. Even a few of her in a 69. Wow.  I blasted my load and stopped. there were still a lot of photos I had not seen, but they would wait.

I waited a few days, and smoked a lot of dads buds before I went back for more.  I waited till one day when everyone was gone and went back to the darkroom. The file was easy now and I went straight to the pictures. I  got my cock out and went for more. I quickly flipped through the previous ones, then looked to see what was left.

A few more lesbian pics and then pics with a guy. It was at the San Francisco condo, and sure was not dad.  She was in her teddy and he was on the couch. She was stroking him and he was fully erect, She leaned over and started blowing him a bit, but was only kissing the side. I thought well shit does mom like pussy more than cock?  A few more pics and then the room changed. This time she was beside the bed, One hand on her tit the other rubbing her cunt and clit.  A few more pics and she was on top of him getting ready to ride his cock. Wow, nice. The last pic was her hunched over riding him hard.  Pretty impressive mom.

Now back to the lesbian photos. Once again a woman that I didn't  recognize, but mom seemed actively involved. The big black dildo reappeared and the other woman had it deep in her. Mom was either very wet or they used a lot of lube, because the dildo was glistening  But then the best pics were still to come.

I was getting near the bottom of the pile and then I saw something. My mom was in bed and I recognized the room as one at the house that we moved out of when I was in 2nd grade, so it was the early 70s. However, there was another woman in bed with her. It was my aunt, her sister!  Both were naked and my aunt had a gift ribbon around her.  Doing the math I figured mom was 28 or 29 and her sister was 18 or 19.  They played a bit. Mom seemed more aggressive. She was squeezing her sister's tits and rubbing her sister's clit.  In one picture you can tell her sister is a bit unsure but not ready to say stop.  So mom was cool with incest. Wow,  The picture then changed. Mom and dad swapped places. My aunt suddenly was stroking dads cock and mom was apparently clicking the camera.  They played for a bit, then the last few pics showed dad fucking mom's sister kind of from below and behind. His cock was deep in her and she had a much more comfortable look on her than she did with her sister.

Once again I blew my load .

Well for a fifteen year old teen, these pics were golden. I spent many a night stroking the photos and stealing dads bud. As for the photos, I wish they had a better ending.  In 1983 Dad got stupid and decided to get a divorce,  One day mom  told me to get out of the darkoom for a bit. I saw her carry a bag out and thought "Oh Shit" Sure enough I went to the darkroom after she left and the box was gone.  She told me some years later took "things" to her friend's house and burned them all. Damn. A few survived somehow and when dad died I found about 25 of her that he still had prints of.  I snuck them away from the house, stroked a bit to them for old times sake and scanned a few.  Some teenage memories are better than others.