But this type of deed is different. There no going back from the oral sex I had anonymously with my mother. This was actively 1000x worse than that. It didn’t just feel like a violation to my mother, but also felt wrong objectively. If my mother ever found out I was a sexual customer of hers and that she enacted sex upon me, she would disown me. She could kick me out the house, never speak to me again, punish me physically, the list goes on. All senses outlined that this would be basically the end of our relationship. She would ultimately feel so betrayed and hurt from this so needless to say, I couldn’t tell her, no matter how guilty I felt. But for some reason, I had a feeling that this wouldn’t be last time I would get sexual pleasure from my mother. For some odd reason, I still had an underlying itch to go down this rabbit hole, like I had gotten a taste of something that I am now hooked on. I wanted more, but would I really repeat this questionable deed again?
END OF PART 1
Author’s Note: Thank you for Reading – Mya Moore