I think it all actually began when i was very young though it really didn’t kick off until i was twelve .

I’ve been looking at porn since I could walk . My 

Dad always had stacks of magazines around . Every kind too , from soft core like Playboy and Gallery to harder stuff like Hustler and even a few S & M magazines . I remember spending hours pouring over the pictures I saw . I don't know what my Mom thought of this or why she didn't have my Dad put them away somewhere , I'm sure she knew I was looking at them .

Anyway I had a pretty young education on beautiful women and sex from my Dads magazines . Then one night when I was six my fascination  with my mother began .

She brought me into the bathroom and started undressing me for my bath . Once my clothes were off she started the water and had me get in the tub . She told me that I wouldn't be taking a bath that night that I was going to take a shower with her because we didn't have enough hot water (I might add at this point we didn't have heat either my Dad wasn't very good at staying on top of bills at the time) . She then took her clothes off and got in with me and started the shower .

So there I was a precocious six years old with a very clear knowledge of a womans anatomy and my Mom is in the shower with me . She began by washing me first and as a result she was frequently brushing my head and face with her boobs . Also while moving me around I kept brushing against her thighs and pussy . A couple of times I remember my face brushing her pussy hair .

Not only was I getting a great touch and feel from my Mom but I was really getting a chance to check her out . I remember clearly thinking at the time ," Wow Mom is prettier than any of those women in Dads magazines ." . She was too , Mom had long blonde hair that was naturally wavy , blue eyes that had a smile all there own (and still do) , a straight and sculpted nose with nostrils that flared slightly , her lips were full and even . Moms boobs were perfect for her frame and shoulders , 36 B's I would learn years later , they had soft pink aeriola and nipples . Her stomach was nice and flat and an inny belly button . Moms hips were nice and wide with a  healthy pear shaped ass  . She had a full bush over her pussy so I didn't get to see much of that except a little pink when she was washing it .

After we finished Mom got out first and wrapped a towel around herself and came over to the tub . Kneeling down she began drying me off . As she worked me over with the towel I kept getting glances of her blonde pussy as the towel did very little to cover her . Finally she got me into my pajamas and sent me on my way .

So I think that is the earliest sexual memory I have of my Mother . I know that after this happened I was always aware of my Mom not only as my Mother but as a woman as well . Also , I always compared all other women to her , and I typically seek out women that resemble her or have similar features . As I said when I saw her naked I knew she was hotter than most of the women I'd seen in my Fathers magazines .