DID YOU DO THIS, TOO?

I am a 25-years old male now, married and with a baby on the way, but when I was a teenager, I did some pretty outlandish things to my mother. I wanted to learn about the female anatomy and about s**. I was a shy teenager who had strong s***** urges. I masturbated frequently at home while thinking about past incidents of a s***** nature. I was too shy to approach girls and had no girl friends. I quickly realized that I could satisfy some of my s***** needs from my very own mother. I was 15 , or perhaps it was 16, when I began entering her bedroom when she was “compromised” (drunk and pasted out) and touching her s*******. Mom, who was about 43, was going through a difficult period in her life at this time (for reasons that are still unclear to me) and she took to drinking. Perhaps it was because Dad’s and Mom’s marriage was failing, although they never did actually separate. Anyways, I mostly touched – I guess “fondled” is the correct term – Mom’s breasts and n******, as well as running my hands through her pubic hair. She had a full crop of dark-brown, slightly curly pubic hair, and seeing and feeling it, always had the effect of hardening my p****. I guess it was fortunate for me that Mom only wore a “petticoat” to bed and no p******. Mom, of course, had no idea that I was doing all of this and we had the usual loving relationship so typical of a mother and her son.

By the time I was about 16, I wondered what it would be like to have s**, or “i**********”, the term that I knew and was familiar with. I had already decided that I was going to try to have i********** with Mom, without her knowing about it, of course. I thought about it endlessly and the opportunity finally came when Dad was away at work and Mom was on a drinking binge. I had seen her drink like this before and I knew that all I had to do was wait. Finally, the time came when she was in a deep slumber. Now naked, I entered her bedroom and with heart pounding and heavy breathing , but with great detemination, I crawled beside her in bed. She was lying on her back. I had pretty well figured out how to perform the s** act from extensive reading and after spreading her legs wide apart, I tried to push my p**** into her v*****. It was dark in the room and it was all done by feeling. Finally, as I pushed hard, I could feel the foreskin on my p**** being pushed way back and it started to hurt. But just then, my p**** seemed to “break through” and snoothly slide inside her v*****. I still remember years later how wonderful that felt, especially when my p**** fully penetrated her. I also remember thinking about how Mom and I were “joined together as one in the act of s***** i**********”. It just “blew my mind”, as it was so emotional. During the ensung several minutes, I performed the s** act as best as I knew it by pumping until I finally ejaculated into her. I remember thinking that this had to be the best part of the s** act because I had just released my s**** – and a lot of it – into my mom. She was “filled” and this became abundantly clear as I withdrew my p**** from her v*****, spilling s**** on the bedsheets. Fearful that she would discover this, I wiped up the mess, covered her up and hurried out of her bedroom.

It has been a long time since that fateful night when I had i********** with my mom. I still think about it occasionally. I surmise that she never found out about it because of her hangover the following day. And I wonder how many other sons have a similar exoerience with their mother? Perhaps some of you will let me know.

BN