My mother is an artist and has been all of her adult life. When she was 20 her mother married my father and when she was 21 she had me. My mother was banished to the apartment above the stable and I was kept in the house with my grandmother and father. I don't recall all that much of course, but that is how we lived.

By the time I was seven my father had redone the apartment and made it into a large loft with a studio and work area, small kitchen living and dining area and a bathroom. The only door was to the bathroom, the rest of the loft was open. I was seven and I was upstairs with my mother, she was doing her thing, fixing up a painting for sale. My father came to see her and he sat down and asked her to fix him a snack. While she stood beside him he put his hand up her leg and grabbed her butt with his hand and pulled her to him and started to bite at her boob. After a minute she opened her shirt and he started to suck on her and she kept her hands in his hair. I was sitting there watching and my mother would look at me from time to time and move her head for me to leave. But I didn't leave.

She got pulled around in front of him and he put his face in her crotch. Now my mother told me to leave, to go downstairs and leave them alone. Then she said something like Oh Shit and What the Hell and she walked back to the bed and opened her legs and my father got in between her legs and ate her out, pulling her panties off and then taking his pants of and he fucked her right there in front of me. He rolled over with his dick on his stomach and my mother laid back with her legs still open.

She finally got up and went over to me and told me that was the birds and the bees, some girls liked it and some girls didn't like it. She liked it, she wanted me to know that she liked it. Later that night, I ate with her that night she talked to me again. She talked about pussy, about dicks, about men and about women, she talked about how good it felt to be fucked, to be eaten out, that having a hot pussy felt really good. She also told me that she never let any other man touch her, that I had to make sure that I stayed with one man. Don't just let anyone fuck you, make sure you can stay with him.

I left for college and my mother sat me down and asked me if I remembered that day. I was going off on my own, she said that lots of girls got fucked in college. I had been on the pill for two years but she reminded me to stay on the pill, to not come home pregnant. She told me that men like girls and that men like to fuck girls and I was probably going to get fucked. Not to be scared and to not be scared to grab his dick, men liked that. Let him feel me up until my pussy was so hot that only having him fuck me would make feel better, not to fuck before that. Make him work hard for my pussy and never to give it away.