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\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I have
 a secret that I\u8217\'92ve never told a soul before now. Remember when I said 
I was an only child? [ pay attention, there might be a quiz later] Well that\u8217
\'92s due to a couple of reasons. One was my fault I guess. I\u8217\'92m half Chinese
 from my mother. She was a real china doll come to life. About 4\u8217\'92 6\u8221
\'94 tall and never over 90 lbs in her life. Dad was a husky 6 footer and 220 lbs
. I favor dad and therein lies the trouble. I was just too big for mom and there
 was all kinds of problems getting me born. When it was all over mom had lost her
 uterus and any chance for more kids. Dad was career military and when I was 13 
one day he didn\u8217\'92t come back. We got a closed casket, a folded flag, a bunch
 of medals [ a Purple Heart, DSC, and others], and a pension. A pretty poor exchange
 and it hit mom hard. We had to move away from everyone we knew and back then it
 was hard for someone like mom to even find a place to live and a job, let alone
 friends to replace those she had left behind. Hell, I had trouble at school, chink
 was one of the nicer nicknames I had. Anyway the whole thing made us closer than
 most kids are to parents. We were more partners than anything, us against the world
. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     A major
 oddity in our existence was the fact that we slept together. No not that, or at
 least at first. We just shared a bed. Mom was so ripped up by Dad\u8217\'92s death
 that she couldn\u8217\'92t bare the idea of that big empty bed every night. Besides
 she said I smelled like him and it helped. At first we just pretty much stayed 
on our own side of the bed but after a while we started to snuggle and spoon like
 an old married couple. Then a second factor kicked in. My family had always been
 private nudists. When home alone clothes were strictly optional. Since I had grown
 up seeing lots of adult skin it was no big deal. We even slept nude most of the
 time. When we moved our apartment was kind of low rent and always cold so the no
 clothes rule went away until warmer weather. So when we started to share a bed 
we wore PJs. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     By the
 time warmer weather arrived we were sleeping in close contact and it was a shock
 the first time my mother\u8217\'92s naked body snuggled up to my equally naked 
one. I had just turned 14 and like any 14 year old boy I spent a lot of time thinking
 about sex and naked girls and how to get girls naked and so on. At the same time
 I was seeing and feeling my mother\u8217\'92s nude body every night. It made for
 some odd feelings to say the least. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Mom never
 spoke of it but looking back I\u8217\'92m sure that she was aware of the situation
 and maybe was having similar thoughts herself. By 14 I was already just shy of 
6 ft and was a well muscled 160 lbs. [ the football coach was drooling already as
 was the wrestling coach. Too bad I had no interest in either sport.] Anyway the
 dynamics were such that something had to give somewhere and something did\par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28      That
 night I was sleeping tucked against Mom\u8217\'92s back which put her small tight
 ass right against my groin. My one arm was under her head and the other was laid
 over her side with my hand more or less resting on one firm breast. Something happened
 during the night. I don\u8217\'92t know if I grew an erection first or if mom did
 something to get me going but somehow when we both fully awoke I was deep inside
 her and we both were moving in mutual enjoyment. To be fully honest we were both
 in the throes of orgasm when we awoke. Of course seeing that I had just finished
 spraying jizz all over the inside of my mother\u8217\'92s pussy made it a bit difficult
 to ignore the whole thing. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     Like 
I said mom was Chinese and they are a practical down to earth people. While she  
seemed sorry that the whole thing had happened [ something I always sort of doubted
, I\u8217\'92ve always wondered if she had hoped for or even planned our getting
 physical. Like I said she was a practical woman and not too uptight about other
 people\u8217\'92s rules or thoughts.] she felt that as long as we had already done
 it once there was no further damage in doing it again. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     It took
 a week or so but in the end my 14 year old hormones overpowered my sense of shame
 and right and wrong and from then on we made love several times a week. [or night
 on occasion. At 14 recovery comes quickly] Mom seemed happier than she had been
 since Dad\u8217\'92s death and I ignored the few times when she called out his 
name in the heat of the moment, I understood, I missed him like hell too. Soon after
 I turned 16 we moved to a nicer place and neighborhood. I fit in much better at
 the new school and began to date. Mom got a new job that paid pretty good [I suspected
 involvement from the military good ol boys network but wasn\u8217\'92t complaining
.] She even started to date as well. She was still good looking and exotic so she
 had no lack of suitors. I was doing OK myself. There were some nights when there
 were grunts and groans coming from both bedrooms at the same time. We even compared
 notes after. The upshot of all this was we no longer needed each other for sex 
and it tapered off to maybe once a month. We still slept together most on the time
 but the need was gone. When we did it we made love instead of having sex if you
 understand the difference. \par}

\pard\nowidctlpar\nooverflow\sl240\slmult1{\f0\lang1033\fs24\kerning28     I went
 off to collage and while I was gone Mom went to join Dad. Her heart just stopped
 beating one night. I miss her a lot even today. She was both my Mom and my first
 love. I guess she\u8217\'92s the reason I\u8217\'92m not uptight about family sex
 as long as its loving. Its worked well for me and mine. }}