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Date: Sun, 23 Nov 2008 20:10:02 -0500
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The following is written by tomsincestmommy@gmail.com Feedback is welcome.
 
The following is the ³story² of a woman who accepted her sons advances.
There is very little sex.
 
 
 
 
CONFESSIONS OF A MOTHER
 
I don't care what you or anyone else says, I am not a bad mother.  I have
finally come to terms with what I allowed to happen and you know what?  I am
still the same person I was 3 years agoŠ I still love my son and nothing
will stop me from loving him.
It may be really easy for you to judge others but like is not as black and
white as society would have us believe.  Should I have allowed what
developed between my son and I to occur? Probably not. Was I weak? Probably.
If you asked me today if I would do the same thing over, I would probably
say yes. As I said, I have accepted it and I cannot image what the past 3
years would have been like without me and my son being together sexually.
 
Let me go back to the beginning.  I has my son when I was 26. Growing up, he
was always EXTREMELY shy, though he did have 2 friends in elementary school.
However, they went their separate ways one they reached Junior High. My soon
became a loner during Junior High and High School. Growing up he was always
overweight, like me.  He was always picked on and teased in school and he
HATED school. When he was 14, his father bought him weightlifting equipment.
He absolutely loved it and worked his ass off to get into shape and he did
too. He weighed 250 pounds when he was 14, and he began to eat healthier and
work out and he lowered his weight to 180. He was about 6 feet tall and had
muscles that were noticeable. He was no longer the fat kid who ate junk food
whenever he wanted.
 
Even though he was getting into shape, he had never gone out on a date or
even asked a girl out, and he was still extremely shy. His father got killed
in a car accident on his way home from a hunting trip with some buddies when
he was 15. Six months or so after his father passed, he began to show a
sexual desire for me.
 
It wasn't all of a sudden mind you. It was very gradual. I would have to
wake him up every morning because he was IMPOSSIBLE to wake up with an alarm
clock. I would walk into his room and go to his bed and gently shake him and
tell him that it was time to wake up.
 
As far as I knew, he always slept in his boxer shorts. Then I began going in
and he would be lying naked on the sheets or with the sheets just barely
covering his body. Initially he was always facing away from me so all I saw
was his bare butt. I didn't think anything of it. I continued to wake him up
as I always had.
 
It was only a few times a week at first and then it began being every day
that he would be naked on his sheets. As the weeks progressed, I would walk
in and he would be facing me with an erection. When that happened, I still
didn't think much of it but I did change how I woke him up. I would look
away and call out his name. If that didn't work, I would cover my eyes and
go to him and shake his shoulder. Also, it wasn't everyday initially but
eventually, every time I went to wake him up, he had an erection facing
where I would enter the room.
 
Several weeks passed with this occurring. Then one day I walked in and he
was masturbating. I made a hasty exit. I was totally embarrassed. I guess I
knew that boys did that but I was raised with a very religious background,
although I rarely went to church since I left my parents. I was very
reserved about sex and sexuality. I don't think I ever started masturbating
until my son and I became involved. Oh sure, I had done it a few times as a
child until I was caught by my mom and she punished me.
 
Anyway, I thought catching him masturbating might have been a one-time
thing. But it quickly became obvious that it wasn't. He began masturbating
every day at the time that I would go to awake him. As I was already up, I
stopped going into his room. I would just knock on the door to make sure he
was awake.
 
I just assumed that it was normal teenage boy behavior. That changed when,
while he was at school, I went into his bedroom to change the sheets. I
discovered one of my panties sticking out from the mattress and the box
spring. It was obvious that he used it to masturbate in. I didn't remove it
because I was ashamed.
 
I couldn't understand why he would use an item of clothing from me. I
definitely was not going to discuss it with him. I figured that it would not
only embarrass me, but him also.
 
However, it escalated. I would take a shower and come out and grab panties
and I noticed that they were freshly wet. Naturally, I put them in the
hamper and put dry ones on. But I now knew that I couldn't avoid discussing
it with him any longer.
 
I went right to his room when I returned home from work that evening. He was
laying on his bed, with the sheets over him. I went in and sat next to him
on the bed. I explained what I found and that I wondered why he was doing
these things.
 
He seemed embarrassed but then he pulled the sheet from over him. He was
naked with an erection. He wrapped his fingers around it and began stroking
it. I immediately turned away and asked him to stop. He didn't. He just
began talking about how horny he was and how he ³jacked off² at least 5
times a day thinking about me. He told me how much he dreamt of fucking me.
 
I was taken aback by his use of such vulgar language but I truly did not
want to hurt his ego so I said that I was flattered but that it was wrong.
He asked me why and I just told him that family are not supposed to engage
in sexual activity together. He told me that nobody would ever have to know
but I told him it would still be wrong.
 
I compared myself to the girls his age who are much more beautiful. I was
about 41 years old and he was only 16. I've seen the girls his age and they
are MUCH more beautiful than me. Most of them are thin and I weigh 200
pounds. He told me how beautiful he thought I was, especially naked. I had
always let him come into the bathroom to see me, even if I was naked. It was
obvious that I would have to put a stop to that.
 
He begged and pleaded with me and was telling me that I had absolutely no
idea what it was like being a teenage boy. I agreed and told him that he
should start asking girls his age out. He told me how embarrassed he was
about performing sexually for a girl. I acknowledged his fear but finally
had to put my foot down and told him that I didn't want him using any of my
clothes to ³jack off² in and that we would not have sex together. Before I
left the room, he said that he would always fantasize about me and nothing
could stop that.
 
I can't express the pain I felt for him. I have known him all my life and in
all honesty, I KNEW that he would never have a girlfriend or even be able to
ask a girl out. He may have lost much of the weight but it was clear that he
wasn't able to lose the emotional pain being fat and ridiculed caused in
him.  I had hoped that would change as he lost the weight but it hadn't. I
felt horrible for him.
 
Things changed for about a month and a half but then he once again began
using my panties and this time my bra's to ³jack off² into. I questioned
what I could do to get him to stop. I know it probably sounds really stupid
and maybe I was but I had to try. I decided to give him two nude photos of
me. I took the digital camera and set the timer and took one full body
frontal and rear nude photo.
 
I didn't want to talk to him and give it to him so I wrote a note about what
I was doing and included them. Perhaps I was naïve, but I sort of hoped that
by seeing my old body naked, it would make him turned off of the idea.  He
stopped masturbating in my clothes for slightly longer, but he also spent
much more time in his room.
 
I finally just couldn't take it anymore. I was becoming increasingly sad for
him and maybe I felt so sad that I just gave in. I had no idea what it was
like for a teenage boy. He was about to turn 17.  I was going to give him
the best birthday present ever. I was still very ashamed at what I was going
to do and I thought I might back out at the last minute.
 
His birthday came and I left him a note that said his birthday gift was on
my bed under the blankets. I waited for him completely naked.
 
When he yanked the covers off me and saw me naked, his eyes just lit up and
he dropped to his knees thanking me profusely. He quickly shed his pants and
boxer shorts and climbed up on the bed with me. The first thing he did was
begin to play with my large breasts and he sucked them. I had a very
difficult time looking at him because of the shame and regret. Perhaps I too
had gone so long without sex that I just caved in without putting up any
real resistance.
 
When he first dropped his pants and had an erection, I wanted to stroke his
ego so I told him what a beautiful penis he had. I had no idea how big it
was but it looked to be about the size, maybe just slightly smaller, than
his fathers.
 
He put his penis inside me and quickly came after just 5 or 6 strokes. He
began sobbing and telling me how sorry he was. I looked at him in the eyes
and wrapped my arms around his back and told him it was okay. I comforted
him for several minutes before he got hard again.
 
We tried it again and this time I instructed him to go slower and when he
was about to cum, I tried to hold his body still and instructed him not to
move.  He lasted longer. I was amazed at how quickly I came to love fucking
my son. I very rarely had orgasms with my husband but with my son, it was
just incredible.
 
My son really gets off on me saying things with the word mom or son in it
during our lovemaking. He often does the same. At first I was deeply
offended and repulsed at him when he talked dirty but not anymore.
 
It took me a few weeks before I finally accepted what had happened and that
we both enjoyed it. He has taught me so much. He has opened me up to being
able to talk about sex without shame and to new positions and experiences.
 
Sex with my husband used to be a typical five to eight minutes. With my son,
we go for an hour. Not all sex, foreplay and just caressing each other's
bodies. 
 
My son taught me the joy and pleasure of sucking a mans cock and letting him
cum in my mouth. I used to never let my husband cum in my mouth and I very
rarely gave him blowjobs.
 
My son has also showed me anal sex, although, generally I do not get much
from it, but I give it to my son on special occasions because he loves it.
 
For two people, me with little actual experience, in acts other than the
missionary position and my son, with little actual experience with any sex,
but lots of watching porn and browsing the internet. We have brought a great
joy and happiness neither had experiences before.
 
I have totally changed as a person because of my son. I am more adventurous
and willing to try new things. My son is still extremely shy and we plan on
being together for years. Was I wrong to succumb to my son's advances? That
is for you, the reader to decide.
 
 
 
 

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