Later, when I had gone to bed myself, I hear little feet tripping and the door opens, it's Jesper asking if he can sleep with me.
I lift the covers and he crawls up to me and snuggles, still completely sleep-drunk and fast asleep.

Since at some point I have to turn around, I have to make sure I don't lie down on him, so I move him a little. There my right hand is going to touch his little cock outside his pants,
and instead of moving it, I leave it lying there, and despite the fact that he sleeps, it becomes stiff almost with it. Again it starts to itch in the pussy and I have to scratch again, that's just how it drives me.
I carefully pull his underpants off so that I have free access to the little cock, which I gently play with while he continues to sleep. Then I dive under the covers and take it gently between my lips, it's probably not very big, but finally a cock in my mouth.
It continues to be stiff and comes with such small jerks once in a while and I imagine my little boy cum in my mouth, which of course he can't.
I can just exactly grab one of his feet as I press against my stiff clit and greasy pussy and with his little stiff cock and cunt deep inside my mouth I reach a wild orgasm.

Embarrassed by what I just did, I lie down and try to fall asleep, but it's hard,
only when I have convinced myself that he has slept soundly and felt nothing, it is not incest and I have not done anything wrong.

For the next long while he slept alone, and when I washed him he got stiff enough, but I suppressed my feelings and hurried to masturbate, because then I know that I will be tormented by my own feelings,
usually I could manage to give myself an orgasm while washing him and then it was over.

But,
one morning one weekend he came to me before I had gotten up and crawled into bed to me naked as I was and of course he had to snuggle up to me in such a way that I felt the little stiff morning sickness on one of my hips , and it immediately gave a shock in the pussy,
and when he crawled onto my stomach and lay down with his head between my breasts, my brain crossed my mind and asked him if he could remember the time he sucked on them, and he could and he smiled happily when I said he had to try to suck on them again if he wanted to.

I must promise that because he had,
for a long time he lay sucking on my warts in turn while the juices almost spilled out of my pussy. I managed to maneuver him around a bit so that he, the little morning stiff, came precisely between my labia and when I pressed him on the little butt, he fucked my clitoris to a lightning-quick and all-revealing orgasm that shook my whole body
.

He stopped sucking and asked why I was shaking, I just had to take a few deep breaths and told him that I only got like that once in a while when I was feeling really good.

The remorse of course came forward, but I quickly convinced myself again that he hadn't detected anything sexual or abuse,
so nothing wrong had happened.

That's how it went until he had to go to school, that he would periodically come in on the weekend, suck on my nipples and I would have my weekend bang,
but when he had to go to and from school I explained to him that it was not so good to tell him at school that he was sucking on his mother's breasts and it was probably better that he stopped so that he wouldn't talk about himself.

Of course I missed it, especially his little stiffener on my clit, but it was best that way and I settled for my fingers.
I unnaturally followed the development of his cock and when he approached the age of 10, his little splinter started to look like a real cock like this with a little bit of hanging nose and it was clearly growing pains with beginning hair just above the root of the cock.

One day I'm sitting in the bath taking a nap, he comes in and says oops,
I had just expected him to take a shower, and then it came right out of my mouth, you can just jump up to mom, we often bathe together. Not so much bullshit, he throws away the cloths and jumps up to me, and when we've been sitting for a while he tells me if I've seen he's had hair on his dick.
I lied and said down and I couldn't see at that distance as I didn't have my glasses on and told him to move closer. He sits on my thighs, very close and I look carefully and feel right after and say yes for sure, you have that too, then you are becoming a real man, and it has also grown I can see, nice.
The more I praised it, the stiffer it became and he became completely embarrassed.

You don't have to be so embarrassed about that little darling, it's completely natural, mom has to try to feel how hard it is, haha ​​he stammers a little feverishly, you can, mom.

It's the same way my hand shakes when I grab his cock and sit and kiss it a little,
it twitches several times and he sits with his eyes closed and enjoys it to the fullest, and he sighs deeply when I pull back the foreskin and gently wash his head, and he gets chills and more pricks in the dick, probably some kind of orgasm without sperm.
It's the first time I've officially committed a crime against him and I'm so indifferent at the moment and hug him and say mommy's little darling is becoming a man and I pull him close to me and let myself slide backwards with the result that his cock disappears between my labia and comes a little way into my vagina and I hold him until they
.
I apologize to him many times and now I'm the one who's so embarrassed. It doesn't matter, mother, it was nice to lie with you, and it almost felt like mine was inside yours, was it. Yes, I nod. Wow, cool, and I'll probably not tell anyone I know it's a secret between you and me.
You are a darling I say and give him a big kiss.

Again, I try to suppress those kinds of feelings for him and reject him if he wants to take a shower with me and don't show me naked anymore because he overwhelms my pussy if he sees me once in a while, for example at the beach when we bathe.
If I sit in the living room and watch TV only in underwear, his eyes suck his nose, my panties and he can sit with an iron and sometimes he goes to the toilet and no doubt he takes the pressure off out there. I felt a little sorry for him, but I couldn't let my soon-to-be 12-year-old son fuck me.
When he turned 12, it was written on his wish list that the only thing he wanted was to be allowed to stick his into mine. He was red in the head when he gave it to me and I exclaimed oh honey, do you really want that. Yes, he says in a booming voice and you also liked it that time in the bath.
I know that, I said it's forbidden, yes, but nice, he answered quickly.

I thought about it for a long time and decided that of course I couldn't and bought him the gifts I also knew he wanted. At At 8 I went in to wake him up and there he is, beautiful as he is, on top of the covers with a really stiff morning cock.
I sit on the edge of his bed and look at the magnificent specimen of a dick that it had become and of course I couldn't keep my fingers off it, or rather my mouth, because I give him and it a big good morning kiss and he happily wakes up and says good morning mom and beams like a little sun when he sees I'm only wearing panties.
I have power in my pussy and automatically snuggle down to him with one hand on his cock. Awkwardly, he tries to take my panties off and I help him, and just as awkwardly, he pokes my pussy, and I try to show him how and where it's best for a woman.
I get to press one of my legs under him and flip him over me with the absolutely wonderful boy spear straight into my pussy. Finally, for the first time in many years, I feel that I'm being filled, there's nothing to do, I'm a pedophile mother and I have to have that cock, that's how it has to be.
He snorts and moans while he fucks me wildly, like a little rabbit, and I praise him and especially his cock and get myself driven into his rhythm and just as I am having an orgasm he almost collapses on top of me and turns the white out of the eyes. My boy just gave me the cock I've been craving for years.
I let him lie down and enjoy his sweaty boy body for as long as he wants and feel his cock stay hard and whisper to him, fuck mom one more time. You're a naughty mother, he says and goes back to work, dutifully continuing until we've both orgasmed again.
Thanks for the birthday present mom, he says as he climbs off me because he has to go pee.

When we reach the evening he says that it is the best birthday ever and he will never forget it.
One evening we sit and talk a little before bedtime, he asks me if I've ever sucked a dick for the boys at school, I talk to the girls all the time that they should suck their dicks, do girls really do that.
Yes my boy, you can believe they do, not all but many like it and do it,
and I often did it on your father when we had him. Do you want to try mine too, he says a little cautiously and he is already stiff in his underpants before I have promised him anything.

Come here honey and let mommy check that stiff dick in your underpants.
He stands in front of me and I pull down his underpants and resolutely take his cock between the lips, suck it into my mouth and let tongues play on the back of the exposed head. He comes close to whining and can hardly stand still, but I keep a firm grip on his springy balls so I don't lose him.

Oh mother now come...........
I almost scream and the familiar taste of sperm lands on my tongue in several spurts. While I'm sinking something suddenly strikes me, in connection with when I gave him his birthday present, that at that time I had not connected sperm with my little boy of only 12 years,
and now it was too late with a regret pill and an abortion was out of the question for me, so I had no choice but to wait and see what happened and then take it from there.

He really enjoyed his blowjob he said and it was just as good as cumming. I don't think I really answered him and forgot to fully enjoy it myself because of my thoughts.

Approx.
4 months before his 13th birthday he got a little sister and as you know she is 6 now and you can count.

I nod, does Jesper know today? No, and he won't know it either, and if he figures it out one day, then I'll have to take it from there.

After Julie's birth, I went on birth control pills so that the fad did not repeat itself,
and right up until he started high school our relationship continued and he was an incredibly nice lover to me, I see an incredible amount of my husband in him.

If he came to me today and wanted to take me, I would let him do it with great pleasure, because I love that boy, well enough in the wrong way, but I can't help it,
and then he knows how his mother will feel. But promise me you'll never tell, it's my story you're writing, and can't you just take a break from writing and then take me hard in your bed, I need it, I've been talked to the point where I can't hold back anymore .

After an hour's writing break.

Thank you for a wonderful and lovely bang, Birthe,
and I promise that I will never reveal either your or my real identity. By the way, do you use birth control pills?
The story continues during the commercial

Ha ha old fool, there is no need for such an old woman anymore, that time has passed several years ago,
and by the way it eased my heart and bad conscience to finally have it told to someone else.