I think I can explain a bit our story
Alex was 17 when we started.
I noticed that he was too interesting by my body since few years : he never talked about other girls, he was spying on me, looked too much at my breasts…
So, one day, I decided to look a his computer. An I find the stuff I post here : lot of mom-son porn, and pictures of naked women with my face photoshoped on it ( these ones are deleted, if you want to know )
At the begggining, I was very disgusted by that, and thinking that he masturbated on me was absolutly horrible. I was also scaried : I obviously missed a really important point on his education. Maybe the fact that his father left early in his life, so his oedipus complex didn’t disappear… Even now, I don’t really know.
During few months, I tried to have “talks” with him. Without really explaining the issue, I tried to talk about girs, about the fact that I was old, that he had to look at girls to have a better life, that i was his mother and i couldn’t be here forever…
No succes.
After almost a year, I decided to have a real talk. I said that I had found his porn, I took a very angry face and scream… He cried, and explained that he knew he had a problem, but didn’t know how to fix it.
He also explained that his lust for me was only love, that I was the frst love of his life and that was why the next step was, in his mind, to make love with me.
We went to lots of psychologs. Together, him aone, even me alone, to find a solution. But after a second year, there were no progress : he had still wet dreams about me. In fact, his ability to get hard by looking at other girl’s pictures was really low…
When we was sixteen years old, the issue seemed terrible. So I paid a prostitute to have sex with him. Not a cheap whore that you find in the street, a expensive call-girl ( I took a expensive woman, I didn’t want him to get sick ), called Betty. She was young, and really nice. I explained a part of the problem ( I obviously didn’t said that I was involved ), so she went to see him with a very nice way.
But, even if it was his first time, even with all the tries of Betty, Alex didn’t really cum, and he took no pleasure at this experience.
More of that, after this bad experience, I saw that he has started a kind of depression, probably by thinking he would never have me, and would never take pleasure with other girls. He lost pounds, he wasn’r eating, he dropped hich school…
I was completly desperate during this time : I had absolutly no idea of what I should do. I tried to go on vacations without him during two monhs, but when I came back, he was worse. I could see that he tried to change, but now i’m sure he was really sick.
So, a week before his birthday, I asked him what he wanted. And ( of course), he answered : “ please, Mom, can I make love to you ? Please, Mom, I’m reay sorry I know it’s horrible, and disgusting for you, but I can’t heal without that ! Please, Mom, please please please !”
I knew he was going to ask that, and I was thinking about that since few weeks. In fact, I was going to help him : it was the only thing we didn’t try.
More of that, it was pure love from his part, and it was very nice to know that I was still sexy.
And finally, a duty of a mother is to do whatever is necessary for her children. I had taken two jobs to pay the studies of his sister : it was only a different kind of sacrifice.
We made love for the first time the day of his birthday, two times. The first time he only fucks me, the second time I tried to suck him before : he was so exited that he cum before the beggining ! I will never foget the look on his face, and I knew I made the good choice.
We had sex regulary after that, and you have no idea how much I was happy to see him going better and better day after day. The face he has when he makes love to me, it’s like he is touching the sky. And the first time he saw his cum on my face, he looked like he has seen God.
After two month, he was able to go out again. After a year, he was able to find a job. And me, I think my brain associate the pleasure of seeing my son getting better, the mother love I have for him and the sex with him, because I started to really enjoy our sex moments ( and he becomes better and better with the training ). And now, I ask for sex as much as him. Maybe more, because I know he loves when I beg him to fuck me.
But this year, he started again to study at home, to have his high school diploma.
We have talked about the fact to see other girls : when he will have finish to study for high shool ( and maybe for college ), we’ll go to see a prositute, again, but together, to make him discover an other woman, but with me at his sides.
But for the moment, we are lovers !
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