I never realized how crazy she was
My mom probably had some sort of mental disability but I will never know because she passed away when I was about thirteen, I am in my late fifties now. My dad was killed in a workplace accident and the lawyers had set up a trust fund so I guess that is how she made it all those years without losing everything.
She always had a crazy way of dealing with things and she was always very sexual with all of the things she did, I had no idea just how much until I started reading books and talking with people in my late teens.
I knew what felt good though and she always rewarded me with sexual pleasure, I would get blow and hand jobs regularly just for doing simple chores. I had a list of chores to do just about everyday which was not as much as it sounds like, I mean every Thursday I had to gather up the trash and get it out to the end of the driveway. When I was finished she would tell me thanks and then tell me to open up my pants for my reward.
She did this for years and for some reason I never thought to ask my friends at school about it, I really did not have any close by friends as we lived out pretty rural and she would not let me ride my bike down the road.
Some days she would just do it for no reason at all, she would just tell me that I have been a great kid today or some other praise then tell me to drop my pants and sit on the couch or lay down on my bed.
I can remember some Saturdays were she gave my penis so much attention it was sore when I went to bed at night. I often got awakened by her already sucking on me and would lay there and watch in the low light as her head just moved all over sucking on me.
Some days she would be naked just walking around the house or doing things she did for chores, I saw her naked quite often but never thought anything of it. She let me look at her all I wanted to and never told me to not touch her, she even showed me how her nipples became erect and then asked if I wanted to make the other one erect.
She also did not care if I watched her shower or just walked right into her room when she was changing her clothes, she rarely closed any doors at all.
She passed away and I went to live with my Aunt and Uncle in Wisconsin, they were really great to me and I never brought up any of it with them. I learned about things on my own and came to the realization years later just how messed up she was but looking back on it she never hurt me and was always really happy.