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I read a posting sometime ago about a guy who fucked his mother while she was drunk and asleep. It peaked my interest because the circumstances were somewhat similar to mine when I did much the same to my mom. I know that this sounds pretty disgusting and not many people know about it but I would like to get it off my chest. I am in my early twenties now living with my girl friend but at the time, about a year ago, I was living with my mom. She is around 53 and was recently divorced from my dad. To make herself feel better, she occasionally went to a “girl’s night out”, where her girl friends and her partied, eating and drinking to excess. One Saturday night when my friend was over for a visit, my mom arrived home by taxi. She was a bit drunk and went to her bedroom. My friend and I had gone through several beers and as he was about to leave, he commented that she “looked pretty good” for an older woman and that “it would be nice to f*** her”. I immediately replied that she was my mom, saying, “don’t be ridiculous!”. If I remember correctly, what happened next is that I helped my mom undress as she was pretty drunk. I have done this before in similar circumstances but this time I kept remembering what my friend had said. As I pulled off her slacks and saw her white frilly p******, my p**** got big and hard and I knew what it wanted. Before I knew it, I was tugging her p****** off, pulling them down her legs and off. She was almost asleep but still moving around a bit. I just undressed right in front of her, got onto the bed, spread her legs apart – I think it is called “spread eagle” – and went on top of her. I pushed my p**** into her and gently pumped over and over for a couple of minutes until I came inside her. It was only then that I realized what I had done – that I had essentially raped my own mom – and I began feeling bad about it. There was a lot of s**** as I pulled out and I used tissues to wipe it off her legs and the bed sheets. Finally I went back to my bedroom and reflected on the events before going to sleep.

The next morning, my mom didn’t have a clue that her own had fucked her the previous night. It did make me feel uncomfortable knowing what I had done but it could not be undone. I had willingly fucked her and had become a bona fide “mother fucker”. My girl friend has no idea what I did and I have no intention of telling her. So that is my story, disgusting as it sounds.

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Idk if this happens commonly or if i am just very very unlucky. My father passed away 9 years before my mother. When she passed it was time to clean out the home they lived in for over 30 years of a 60 year marriage. My father took his camera with him all over the world in the military. Still camera and 8mm. Boxes and boxes of slides and reels. I simply saved them and set them aside for later. I got time months later and got one of those 35mm slide to jpg scanners and just ground thru them. When i got them all scanned i got a later chance to prop my feet up and go thru them. Amongst all the widespread scenery and travel and cool vintage moments i stumble across pics of my mother. Many of them simple poses in many places, mostly outdoors, she was actually a modestly attractive classic pinup type. But then i run into the lingerie shots. And then the tasteful n u d e s indoors and outdoors. And then the real shocker. On any scale my mother was the classic church going uppity prudish b**** woth zero tolerance for bawdy or suggestive behavior or language. Hell sometimes i would say something crude just to push her uptight buttons. You would not believe how bent out of shape she got when she found evidence of my first s** dream on the sheets. Or at least what i ever saw from her was that way.

But i see hundreds of shots that are full bore graphic. Nothing artful about them. Spread shots, bendovers, hands between her legs, and then actually having s**. But in none of them is my father the man she is havimg s** with. He was obviously behind the camera. Some of them? A minister i recognize because she used to drag me to church all the time. Neighbors or friends of my parents that i remember. . It just kept piling on. Shots of my mother having lesbian s** with my aunt, my father’s older sister. Shots of my mother with other women i dont recognize, shots of my aunt with some of the same women. Shots of my mother with multiple men. Def did not wake up that or any day expecting or wanting to see pics of my mother getting spitroasted or used by a group of men and pretty much looking like she is having a grand time. When i do manage to force myself to power thru them all, hypocrtically, my parents were both moderately racist, but the handful that did have my father in them? He was having s** with a few different women, all african american women, except for one woman. His f****** sister, the same aunt i saw shots of my mother having s** with.

The s***** part was having to go through all of them because i did not want to risk losing family photos or memories or history that were NOT my parents’ s** escapades. At that point i accepted that the stack of 8mm movies might be similar. And i was right. The huge majority of them were my mother and the various random men my mother was having s** with, but some of the men were not in the still shot stack. No decent family movies at all sadly, the whole lot except 3 of the 8mm were either my mother and who tf knows who the men were, or great, a lesbian movie with my same aunt. The 3 exceptions? A mix of my parents doing foursomes with two diff couples. Both of those couples i knew/ remembered as family friends, i had grown up with their kids. In both cases wife swapping with my parents. And the crown jewel…..obviously sarcastically….my dad with my mother and aunt.

Look don,t get me wrong, i am nowhere near a prude, we all have our little quirks and kinks. I am not judging any of them, it was theie thing to do. I confess i had a few queasy reactions because the stills and movies span a time from before i or my sister were even born, to a time when we were mid 30s, which put my parents and aunt in their 70s. Hell i hope i am still having s** when i am that age.

By the time i was done, i had one focus…..there was not a condom in sight in any of it. Was my father actually my father? Is my sister my full sister or half sister? Do i have half siblings i dont even know somewhere? How glad am i that i have never done the spit in a tube ancestry or 23 and me thing, because i do not want to fall into that vortex of doom?