At that point I woke up. I was so shocked by myself.
I fell back asleep, and had another dream. You won’t believe this, but Stevie was fucking me now! His cock was enormous. Again, it felt as if it was really happening, and I loved feeling him pound my pussy.
I woke up, and started to masturbate. I just had to. I rubbed my pussy with my right hand. I came so hard, like I hadn’t for a long time. I hoped the kids didn’t hear me.
I slept a little bit more after that. My alarm just woke me up. No more incest dreams, or at least that I can recall. I wonder if I will have those dreams again? Doctor, what do you think? Is a cigar just a cigar? (In this case, a really big cigar.)
April 5th.
Second journal entry for today, 7pm
Okay, I don’t know why, but I can’t stop thinking about those dreams. I was distracted all day at work. I just felt so horny. What’s wrong with me? Am I becoming some sort of pedophile? I’ve had sex dreams before. But this was about my own children.
Oh well, it’s Friday night. I don’t have to worry about functioning at work for a few days at least.
April 6th
It’s Saturday night right now. Okay, I’ve officially done it. After I write this journal entry, I might have to burn it or something.
At 5 pm or so, I knocked on Stevie’s door. I wanted to tell him that it was almost time to eat dinner. I just opened it and went in. I usually do that, so I didn’t think much of it.
He was lying on his bed, naked! He was looking at his laptop, and there was hardcore porn on it! I didn’t know he was into that. I saw his cock was hard, and it is actually pretty big. He saw me, and quickly closed the computer. He pulled his underwear and jeans up. He covered his crotch with his hands.
He cried, “I’m sorry mom. I don’t do that all the time. I mean…”
I took a breath. I felt bad for barging in like that. A young man needs his privacy. I need to remind myself of that.
I walked over to his bed, and sat down next to him. I tried to console him. “It’s okay honey. I’m the one who should apologize. I shouldn’t have done that. You’re growing up. It’s okay that you’re curious about sex. I know that kids today have easy access to porn.”
“So you don’t mind?” he asked. I nodded yes. “It’s perfectly normal. You can always ask me any questions.” “Oh, thanks mom. I mean, Anthony showed me those sites. I really like them now. I look at them all the time.” I totally understood. I used to watch porn videotapes pretty often when I was his age.
Then I took a chance. I kissed him on the lips. I made sure to insert his tongue in his mouth. He looked back at me in shock. Then he smiled. He awkwardly kissed me back.
I said, “You know, you looked really good to mewhen you were naked. Your dick looked really nice. You’re gonna make some girl happy.” “Oh,” he responded. “You really think so? Thanks.” “No problem,” I responded. He removed his hands from his pants. I saw that he still had a hardon.
I asked him further questions. “Stevie, what is it that you like about those girls online. I mean, is it their tits, their pussies, their asses. Or is it something else” He looked at me, in disbelief. I never spoke to him that way before. It just felt right. I knew he was turned on by my dirty talk. “Well,” he answered. I kinda like seeing their butt holes. Do you think that is weird?”
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