IT’S A DIFFERENT WORLD NOW, by Anonymous PhD

What a different world it is now. I have read in various sources, including some confession websites, that many sons have s***** i********** with their mother at least once during adolescence and that it is not an uncommon occurrence nowadays. It used to be that such acts of taboo s** were vehemently forbidden by society. The readings suggest various reasons why they are committed: the sons are exploring s** with their mother, who is generally available and sometimes willing; they consider it a ‘right of passage’ as they progress from adolescence to manhood (“to prove their manhood”); or they have appealed to their mothers to teach them about s**. The readings also suggest that the extremely close bond shared between mother and son fosters an environment that is conducive to these acts being committed. Indeed, the s***** union between mother and son often serves to strengthen the special bond between them. Clearly society now seems to be more tolerant and even accrpting of these occasional acts of s***** union between mother and son.

When my granddaughter, who I am very close to, got married recently she confided in me that her fiancée and her were virgins when they first met. Yet, when I spoke to her now-husband, he said that he thanks his mother for teaching him all he knows about s**. His mother, who was present, added quite candidly that they had had s***** i********** “maybe a dozen times to teach him the various positions and to give him practice.” When I inquired about the touchy subject of possible pregnancy, she added, “We are mother and son, so of course we didn’t use any protection. I would LET him inseminate me and later take a ‘morning after’ pill.” When I asked her if her husband knew about these activities, she replied, “ABSOLUTELY NOT.” Her son continued to consider himself a ‘virgin’ because the s***** acts with his mother were for learning purposes only.

In my own case, many decades ago, I had a s***** encounter with my mother that I have dared not reveal to anyone. I was an 18-year-old bright-but-shy student who had few male friends and no girl friends. It was summer time and I had planned to attend university in the coming fall. I wanted to become a scientist. Even though I was shy, I was very interested in s** and somehow took a perverse s***** interest in my own mother. She was a stay-at-home mom who doted on her children, all five of us. My father and I didn’t get along and I had few dealings with him. My mother was not particularly attractive but she did have a nice body. I knew she had large breasts and I wanted to see and touch them. I had never seen a woman’s g******* and I wanted to see and touch them, too. My mother had a drinking problem for whatever reason and one evening I found her drunk in bed and sound asleep. The situation that I found myself in was extraordinary because no one else was home for the entire evening! Somehow, my mother and I were home alone and I could do anything to her that my conscience would allow. At first, I just touched her breasts over and over and played with her n******. Then I sucked on them until they became hard. Next, I ran my hand over her pubic hair. It was bushy, dark brown and felt silky to the touch. At this point, I was extremely excited and my p**** was huge and hard. I knew exactly what I wanted to do with it. I desperately wanted to stick it into my mother. I WANTED to have s***** i********** with her regardless of the consequences. I undressed, slipped into bed with her, spread her legs wide apart, raised them up high and positioned my erect p**** at the entrance to her v*****. It was the ‘moment of truth’ as I begin pushing my p**** into her v*****. When I was deep inside her and could not go any deeper, I lay there thinking how wonderful it feels to be s******* united to a woman. Our bodies were joined together as a single entity for the express purpose of procreation. Mercifully, my mother was no longer of child-bearing age so I had no fear of making her pregnant. I slowly began pumping into her rhythmically but gradually sped up as I approached my climax. As I ejaculated my s**** into her, it struck me that I had just inseminated my own mother. I thought about it for a while, while remaining inside her, and decided that it was something that I really wanted to do. I had absolutely NO regrets whatsoever. Finally, I pulled out and left her bed.

My mother never knew that I had had s***** i********** with her that one time and the act was never repeated ONLY because I left home to attend university, then graduate school, and then beyond.

Anonymous, PhD