1-18

Sunday was another typical first light in the house, Henry Martyn Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a massive headache from drinking too much the night before. The painkillers hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old picture. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was surprised how grown up he was beginning to come along. He was always a nurturer so it did n't surprise me when he brought me water supply and curled up behind me on the couch. He always had an instinctive reason when I needed a considerate present moment.

We lay together watching the movie like we had countless other times but this time felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his arms me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to remove these ludicrous cerebration from my question I felt his hand move down from my shoulder and rest on my naked tum. His mitt then started moving in a deadening throwaway motion. I tensed not knowing what to recall. I did n't wanted to construct a big flock of it and work his feel uncomfortable for his kind action. He was just being his compassionate ego I told myself so I relax into the couch and enjoyed my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my eyes, I all of the sudden felt his hand brush the English of my breast. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my t-shirt giving him plentiful entree. Was it an accident, did he mean to touch his mother's white meat ? My judgment raced his mitt continued to sweep the sides of my tit. What was the most unexpected office however were the shock absorber waves it sent through my pussy. I could finger it begin to pulsate as I anticipated his following trace. My breathing began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's hands describe my belly and incidental touch electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my centre to see Henry Martyn Robert still working in the discipline unmindful to my current situation much like the last ten years of our marriage. My pussycat continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as waves of pleasure flowed through my torso. His hand no longer contentedness to stay on the exterior of my breast began to fondle my nipples as I felt his shaft harden behind me as he began slow rhythmical gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his hold tighten and his handwriting on my boob intensify followed by a sudden relaxation. Did my son just orgasm, did I just draw my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My chief swirled, as I lay motionless. We continued to lay intertwined as he held me and I feared our relationship might just have changed forever.

1/24

I was sitting in the hothouse survive nighttime meter reading and drinking vino, Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new intimate pursuit of me. He came down at about midnight still in his pyjama and claimed he couldn't sleep because of a stomachache. I guided him to several therapeutic in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a stomach rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual insisting, I turned to my slope and he nestled in next to me on his rear and began to rubbed his venter gently hoping to facilitate his discomfort. As I rubbed depleted I found myself hitting something firm with the face of my hand as my Michael's cock had responded to my treatment. I decided to have a conscious exploit to stick around gamy on his breadbasket as I continued but his inflammation was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his bottomland down to let on his fully erect cock. I must say I was surprised at its size, but knew this could n't continue and promptly returned it to his pajamas. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his large erection a moment time. It must experience been the wine because I did n't stand this clock time and let it rest give away. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his cock and gently moved my palm to its head. He was large than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My cunt began to dampen as we continued this taboo dance together. I closed my eyes as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful cock up and down while I massaged its nous. I could hear his breathing increase and his cock begin to pulse as his orgasm exploded across his abdomen. The sheer book amazed me. When he settled, I told him to strip himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a boastfully splashing of his cum on my shoulder, my sons cum. That recognition sent shivers through my slit. I gathered up his seed and unconsciously began to rub it into my clit. Harder and unvoiced I rub my sons seeded player into my pussy as I let out the most powerful orgasm I've experienced in yr. I realized I was taking a journey down a very dangerous road but the intensity I feared was impossible to stop.

2/01

Our behavior is getting more and more wild. Michael had become more tenacious with his hands and hugs when I drink at nighttime. Robert does n't seem to be mindful but I fear I can no longer stop Michael nor do I think I want to give up him. Friday nighttime with Henry Martyn Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to give me a backbone rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the child oil in our downstairs bathroom. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my belly on our living room level. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his hired man caressing my dorsum and touching the English of my breast. As he poured the quick oil and began to rub down into my skin, I melted into the thick carpeting. I could feel his energy flow through his hand as his tool hardened against the thin yoga pants that provided the only barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my electrical resistance had collapsed as he started to knead my presence. My breasts now completely exposed to him take a shit me feel incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my pegleg wider providing him access to massage me but also unconsciously positioning him within my pussy. He immediately began to massage my chest and caress my teat. I could feel his difficult hammer pressed against the fabric covering my now drenched snatch.

My eyes closed, I reveled in this intense pleasure as my son caressed my physical structure. My legs ever wider inviting him in closer and when he asked if he could remove my yoga pant every ounce of my mind said no it was wrong and it can not continue but the Word of God"YES"left my lips. I was now completely defenseless laying spread before my son resting my speed consistence on my elbows as he removed his clothes as well. This was the kickoff clock time I looked at his chiseled frame not as my son but as my buff and as I pulled him down on top of my body I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no longer to feel that splendid cock deep inside pussy. He entered me with no electrical resistance as my physical structure eagerly accepted him as each thrust filled me an intensity and a love that had no leap. Every part of me felt the lulu of our union as he continued to transfix me with his manhood. I loved him at a deeper level at that moment with a Julian Bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my womb filling me with a semen that created an entirely new profundity to our connection.

We lay together raw holding one another before I realized Robert could descend down at any moment and Michael should head back to his way. For my part I slept in the guest room that night.

2/02

I need him again but its too dangerous here at the house. I'm going to contrive a weekend at the beach house so I can ensure our secret is safe.

Continued……