Put it Between My Breasts: My Mother’s Day Story by Sunny Megatron

This post originally appeared at Sunnymegatron.com.

When I was about 7 years old I accidentally heard my mother having sex. I stayed quiet as not to be discovered but had to keep listening out of sheer curiosity. At one point I heard her say in a whispery, trying-too-hard, bedroom voice “put it . . . between my . . . breaasssttts!”

I was TRAUMATIZED! “Put it between my BREASTS?” REALLY!?!?! Who says that during sex?! And from the lips of MY MOTHER!? From that moment on I’d shiver a little every time I heard the word “breasts.” Well into adulthood I always stuttered a bit while ordering a chicken breast sandwich. I was much more comfortable publicly referring to my poultry as “chicken tit.”
This also became the source of material for countless funny stories. All my friends knew the “breast story.” We laughed and they jokingly teased me about it often.

A couple of years after my mother passed away, I was sharing a bottle of wine with a good friend. We were talking and laughing and eventually an inevitable “breast joke” came up. I told my friend that I was finally over the whole breast thing— that I thought I could finally use the word “breasts” without instantly conjuring up an image of my mother in the throes of ecstasy.

Suddenly the eyes of my friend lit up and she screamed “OH MY GOD! I’VE GOT IT! You know what would not only prove to yourself that you are truly over the breast thing but would also be the ultimate tribute to your mother!?!? To put “IT” between your breasts . . . LITERALLY!”

So after rolling around on the floor, gasping for air and nearly peeing in our pants from laughter, that’s exactly what I committed to do. About a month later I got the tattoo– a lower case “it” in 85pt Cooper Black font. I made sure it was placed directly between my breasts. I even had a little bit of her ashes mixed into the ink.

If my mother knew, not only that I heard her getting it on years ago, but also that I had a tattoo commemorating it, she would either be honored or mortified. Deep down I suspect she’d be mortified— which is sweet payback for her ruining the word “breasts” for me.

Although I’ve gotten over most of the breast trauma, I still can’t quite give a good titty fuck without thinking of my MOTHER. Thanks mom.

Sunny Megatron is a pleasure advocate, sex blogger, sexpert and adult sexuality educator. She teaches various workshops around the country including: Networking for Kinky People, BDSM 101, How to Give a World Class BlowJob, Exploring Non-Monogamy, ZAP! Electric Play, The Female Orgasm and Junk For Your Junk: Sex Toys 101. Most weekends she hosts Red Light District Sex Tours and bachelorette parties in Chicago.

Although Sunny covers various subjects, her specialties are the female orgasm and alternative sexuality— from LGBTQ topics to swinging, BDSM, nontraditional relationships, extreme toys, g-spot techniques and more. She particularly enjoys helping those curious about adding a little spice to their sex lives that aren’t sure where to begin.

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Comments

  1. I understand, but I’m not sure..about “it” I mean!

  2. I so like you. You make me laugh, and I can’t figure out which part is the funniest…

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  5. Love it! I used to hear my parents have sex ALL the time- I later understood that sex was not sacred, that was a big misunderstanding for me.

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