My sons moved down to Florida where they opened a big firm that deals mostly with import and export to South America and the Islands. I allmost forgot to tell you that John has a Major in economy…I followed my sons to Florida where they bought me a fantastic house. There I live today with our children, Mindy, Linda, Michael and James. Of course, our, John's, Tim's and my children will never find out who their real fathers are. To our common children they are just being friendly uncles, visiting me every now and then…
I cannot hide that I have had my lusts for young boys, especially Michael and James, however, nothing has ever happened between us, and I don't think anything will, especially not now when they both have girlfriends…
But I know I do have a weekness for young boys, and that nothing will ever change. Several times during the last 2 years I have found myself seducing boys of 13 to 15 years in my own home. Sometimes the pizza delivery boy or the paperboy or just a boy from the grocery store, it makes me feel like a predator. Sometimes I stay at the beach, finally catching a boy ogling my body, covered only with a too small bikini, exposing more than it is designed to. I know it's risky, after all I don't want my children to find out, but the urge of doing it with a virgin boy, to feel once again the wonderful moments so long ago is sometimes too strong. I remember one of these occasions at the beach when I met 3 boys, two were brothers and the third was their cousins on vacation. The youngest was only 12 and the oldest 15. I'll never forget the tight bond which we built during a month. Everyday I would go to the beach when my children were at school. We had a secret hiding place in the park not far away. There all three of them would come and enjoy my body. I teached them everything there was to teach. I did things with them that not many women would comply of doing, like sucking them, letting them suck milk out of my lactating breasts…it was so wonderful, teaching the youngsters games they would learn in the close future. But what was so wonderful was that they were virgins, the twelve year-old was too immature to be able to ejaculate, unfortunately, because I love virgin boys and I love virginal sperm inside my sloppy, cumfilled vagina, it makes me feel so wicked…
Of course I meet John and Tim. Almost everyday when my children are away at school I take the car to the factory where they have their offices and have sex. It feels wonderful to know that even though I am an aged woman of 57, I still excite men…and boys. Several times I used to have an adventure with young boys before going to them. They knew I was doing it with youngsters, once they saw me in their own warehouse letting a 15 year-old boy slide in and out of my eagerly sucking mouth. Then going to my sons, letting them take me like the boy had done. I have done my best to keep my figure in good shape, and it seems like I have. Even though they are married and have a faithful wife at home, I still am THE one for them as they say. Their wifes never suspect anything or that they are having a love-affair…how could they after all?
I know today, as well as I knew then, that what we have done is considered immoral, bad. It's name is incest. But unlike many cases of incest, we all wanted it to happen. It is a big part of our lives. Of course we have allways had to hide ourselves, John and Tim may never be able to tell our children that they are fathers and not uncles. I cannot tell my children they are their brothers, it wouldn't match the story I've depicted to them about their father who died… It's confusing sometimes to sort things out. I am the mother of Tim and John, but am I the grandmother of our children, are my sons brothers or fathers? It's wierd…
And of course it sometimes seems like we all live in a lie…
But this is our destiny…