A CHERISHED MEMORY
I visited a number of confession websites on topics relating to i***** and feel compelled to add my own confession. While my own situation happened many years ago, it continues to trouble me while at the same time providing me with the memory of a singularly enjoyable event. Of course, this event was s******* related and involved the loss of my virginity to a very special person. I will now describe what transpired to bring forth this confession.
I was 14-years-old at the time. My mother had been to a wedding party and came home not quite drunk, but close to it. Apparently, wines and liquors were flowing like water at the party and she had indulged herself to the extent that a friend had to drive her home. Normally, she is a moderate drinker but the wedding was for someone special and she celebrated it with many toasts to the bride. I helped her into the house and to her bedroom, where she started to undress. She seemed to be oblivious to my presence because she removed one garment after another and when she got to her bra, she just took it off and let her t*** drop out. I was stunned because she is such a conservative woman who dresses accordingly and reveals little of her body to others, including me. Being middle-aged and quite heavy-set, it came as no surprise that her t*** were so large. They were beautiful to look at and it was embarrassing because I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I wanted to touch and hold them and play with her n****** but, of course, I just stared and stared. Now t****** and still wearing the black slacks that she wore to the party, she stopped u********* and crawled into bed and fell asleep. I surmised that she must have been close to passing out at this point.
Later that night, after a shower, I returned to see if she was okay. I was still very h**** from seeing her t*** and I stood over her and gently pulled off her covers. She was lying on her back with her slacks on. As I stared down at her, I fantasized about mounting her on top, sticking my p**** into her crotch and pretending to have s** with her. My classmates were always talking about wanting to f*** so and so, and here I was thinking about f****** my mother. It was a pretty weird idea but it was only a fantasy. However, I had learned about the s** act in Health Class at school so I knew how to do it, although I was a virgin. In addition, Mom and I were living alone, as she was divorced, so I knew that nobody would know what I did. So I changed my mind and made the fateful decision to pull off her slacks and p****** so that I could see her completely naked. I wanted to see her c*** and feel it. I knew that this opportunity would probably never happen again and I had to act. I removed them without waking her but found that the extensive pubic hair at her crotch prevented me from seeing her c***. Frustrated, I spread her legs wide apart and then raised one leg up high. It worked and I could not only see her c*** but also her vaginal opening. I was so excited and my heart was pounding so hard that I decided that I would penetrate my mother, regardless of the consequences. I immediately got into bed with her, positioned my body up against hers and pressed my p**** against her vaginal opening. As it slipped into her, I instinctively started rhythmic pumping. I knew that I was f****** my mother and that I absolutely wanted to do it. I came inside her after about five minutes and then pulled out, leaving a pool of s**** under her crotch. I covered her up and left the room.
The next morning my mother had slept off the alcohol and she vowed never to drink as much again. Since she was acting her normal self, I guessed that she didn’t know that her son had fucked her the previous night and that he had lost his virginity to her. I think she would have been horrified if she had known the truth given how conservative she is about s**. She might even have said that I raped her. In any event, the s***** intimacy that we had, whether or not she was aware of it, provided me with a lasting, wonderful memory that I cherish.
BWN