My Parents

Mother’s penis was above average for her gender, about 6 full inches when hard. She was a beautiful woman, both my parents were in my eyes. Average femile length was about 4.2 inches long with a 3.5 inch circumference and she had that beat by a large chunk!

I could see Mother’s morning wood poking into the fabric of her pajama pants and I rolled my eyes and grinned. She was always showing off in front of Mom and us kids it seemed. Even though some of us, I thought of myself and one of my sisters, had her beat in length and girth.

We were a very open family by most standards. I didn’t mind. Most families were very open because they were all (mostly) female anyway, so there were relatively few reasons to ever be shy about being naked in the house. We usually just wore what was comfortable… and if that was our birthday suit then that’s what we wore!

It was a little weird being the only boy and I was told from a young age that they weren’t going to bother covering up or acting differently around me just because there was a single male in a house of six. So I had got used to seeing a lot of tits, ass and pussy. I wasn’t the only one with a dick though! Two of my sisters were blessed with additional appendages which meant our family was made up of 2 females, 3 femiles and 1 male! Consider the ratio of Fe:Fi:M is 76:23:1 we were an anomaly in the eyes of society around us, especially since we had an actual male!

I watched as my Mother finished filling her cup up with coffee and brought it over to where Mom was sitting. She reached around Mom and placed her cup on the counter next to her cup then reached back and fondled Mom’s boob again, eliciting some giggles as Mom leaned her head back and started kissing Mother while at the same time grabbing at the front of her pants. I thought to myself, “just a typical morning as I sit here and munch away on my cereal, my parents are making out and groping at each other”. I sighed as the sugar from those cinnamon flavored squares made me feel happy, alongside the sight of such a happy couple.

I finished up my cereal and put the dishes in the sink and turned on the faucet to wash them up when Mom parted her lips from Mother and said, “Oooh, honey no, don’t worry about those, I’ll take care of them sweetie!” She smiled up at me from her position on her stool. It wasn’t awkward that she was smiling at me with her hands in Mother’s pants as Mother stood there with her eyes closed, also smiling without a care in the world… oh no, not uncomfortable at all. “Okay… thanks Mom!” I turned quickly and marched towards the door.

“Good… luck b-buddy…!” my Mother managed to get out despite the treatment she was receiving under the counter, now (thankfully) invisible to me. “Thanks…!” I said, a bit doubtful of her sincerity. I slipped on my shoes and headed out towards the bus stop.