When I was 16 I was a very back-chatting, hormonal little girl, I was hard to control and was very misbehaved. I never knew my dad, and never really needed one. When I was 12 my mum married and soon after when I was 14 I had a half-brother. I was close to my step-dad and when ever me and mum argued he would always interfere and try to calm me down. On occasions he would be my transport and take me places. When I was 16 I was very difficult and my mum would just wash her hands of me and he would be the one to take care of me after that. In one heated argument I stormed up to my bedroom and when he came back from work he would talk to me, on this occasion I was so angry at my mum I just leaped on him and kissed him. He didn't flinch and kissed me back. To shorten the story, it all started from there! When my mum was out we would have kissing session and when I was ready we had sex. As mentioned this lasted 6 years, in this 6 years we would go to hotels, weekends away and even in my mum and his bed to have sex. On one occasion we was nearly caught when my mum came back early from a night out with friends and we were having sex in the living room. However on one bad occasion we would have sex with my baby half brother in his cot in the same room. I went through a number of relationships, the longest being nearly a year without my boyfriends finding out. I was always purely for the sex and we was always safe. Since it had ended. I'm now 34 and married with 2 young children, my mum and him are still together and have even added another member to the family with a baby sister.