I need to talk to someone about what I did to my mother last weekend. I should not have done it but I could not help myself. What happened is that my parents went to a social last weekend and both drank too much. When they returned home very late by taxi, both were a bit drunk. My mother went straight to bed and my dad went to the basement rec room to catch the news and sports. He was asleep on the sofa in minutes. My parents bedroom is on the second floor and my bedroom is next to theirs. Accidentally, I happened to pass by my mother’s bedroom as she undressed and I saw her completely naked as she was putting on her nightgown. She then hopped into bed and fell asleep. I had noticed that she didn’t put on any p******. I started to get h**** thinking about her and I masturbated for a while. At 46, she is plain looking but does have a nice, full body. She has very nice, large t***; I think her cup size is a “D”. As I stood over her m***********, something came over me and I wanted to “take her”, i.e., have s***** i********** with her – even though she is my own mother. I had past the point of no return as I crawled into her bed and snuggled up to her soft warm body. With my heart pounding, I spread and raised her legs and began pushing my p**** towards her crotch. Pushing hard, my p**** began to enter her v*****. With the help of some pumping, my p**** finally went in all the way and I began pumping slowly and gently. I couldn’t believe that I was actually having i********** with my own mom – and that it felt so good doing it. As I sped up, the bed was creaking a lot with every stroke into her. But I knew that my dad was out for hours in the basement so he wouldn’t come to investigate. As I reached my climax, I really sped up but I had to be careful not to wake her up to. I felt a gush of s**** flow from my p**** into Mom’s v***** as I ejaculated into her. With the s** act over, I slowly pulled out and thought to my,”Oh my God, I have just fucked my mom”. But the deed was done and it could not be undone. There was wetness under me and I knew that what I had done was real. I wiped up as much s**** from the sheets and her thighs as I could and left the bed. Exhausted from all the activity and emotion, I went to my bedroom and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, I was afraid that Mom would know what I had done and confront me. But she and Dad had just returned from church and were discussing the sermon. They hardly noticed me until we sat down together for lunch. I was obvious by her actions that she had no idea that I had i********** with her last night. During the ensuing days – it is Thursday today – she acted her normal self even when Dad is at work. As for myself, I guess I am forever branded as a “Mother Fucker”, a title that I rather detest even if it is true. The act of f****** her was nice but I really should not have done it. In any event, it is nice getting it of my chest.

Mother’s loving and devoted son.