The Girl Who Didn’t Have A Mom

Hi my name is Erin, I was 16 years old, I lived with my single dad and my 18 year old brother. My mom passed away when I was a little girl from a car crash, so ever since then I never really had a loving mom or a girl to be around with. When I reached my first period at age 12 my dad had to give me the “growing up” talk. He told me about how babies were born and how we make babies. He told me that guys have a penis and girls have vaginas. He said that girls’ breasts would grow to become bigger. He also told me that I would get periods often and it would hurt. He was the most loving dad ever. When I had my periods he would go shopping with me for tapons and pads. He would have to go shopping for bras and undies too. My dad always provided for me and my brother. I loved my dad. 
Since it was only us 3, me and my brother had to share a room. Not just only a room even a bed too. My dad sleeps in the room next to us and he always came and gave me hugs and kisses before I went to sleep. He always checked on me to see if I had a blanket. Ever since my dad gave me the “talk” him and my brother felt that it was comfortable enough for me to see them naked. So usually they were naked around the house. I’ve seen both my dad and brother with hard-ons before, especially my brother in the morning with his morning wood, since he goes to sleep naked. I’ve seen my dad’s package before since he doesn’t get sex, he masturbates a lot, and he doesn’t care if me or my brother sees him. Same goes with my brother, he masturbates all the time and our bed sheets are covered with his semen, but my dad always did the laundry so it really never got old. Every morning my dad and brother ate breakfast naked, even my brother with his morning wood. My dad was really loving and he would cook for us and clean after us. So I really never had to do anything. They said that since they’re always naked, they didn’t mid if was naked. I myself wasn’t quite comfortable being naked around them yet. Since I haven’t even had a boyfriend or even try looking myself that way.

After a few months later, I started going out with my friends. I would come home very late and my dad and my brother would sometimes just give me little lectures that I am girl and I should come home early and not go out late since I could get kidnapped or raped. They were so caring and they always looked after me. I would say, “yes I know” but I never listened. My habit of going out late and not listening made my dad stress and he would drink often. He would be really drunk and he would be saying things he shouldn’t. Me and my brother didn’t really care so we just let him do whatever. 

So the month later, my brother finally got a girlfriend and she usually came over when I was out with my friends. Since I was never home at night, my brother and his girlfriend would usually had sex on our bed leaving semen and body fluids all over the place. It would be disgusting to sleep on at night so I would go next door with my dad and sleep with him instead.