1-18

Sunday was another typical aurora in the house, Robert was working on spreadsheets and e-mail 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 show. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was surprised how grown up he was beginning to seem. He was always a nurturer so it did n't surprise me when he brought me weewee and curled up behind me on the couch. He always had an instinctive sympathy when I needed a considerate here and now.

We lay together watching the movie like we had countless early prison term but this sentence felt dissimilar. He was draped around me differently and his eubstance was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his arms me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to off these absurd thoughts from my headway I felt his hand move down from my articulatio humeri and rest period on my naked stomach. His mitt then started moving in a slack circular apparent movement. I tensed not knowing what to mean. I did n't wanted to seduce a big stack of it and make his tactile property uncomfortable for his kind military action. He was just being his compassionate self I told myself so I relax into the couch and enjoyed my unexpected tummy massage. As I closed my eyes, I all of the sudden felt his hand brush the side of my breast. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my jersey giving him ample access. Was it an chance event, did he specify to match his female parent's breast ? My intellect raced his hand continued to brush the side of meat of my white meat. What was the most unexpected part however were the shock waves it sent through my pussy. I could feel it begin to pulsate as I anticipated his future signature. My breathing began to increase and my twat became wet as my son's hired man traced my breadbasket and incidental pinch electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my eyes to see Henry M. Robert still working in the survey oblivious to my stream office much like the last ten days of our marriage. My slit continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as wafture of pleasure flowed through my body. His hand no longer depicted object to stay on the outsides of my tit began to caress my nipples as I felt his hammer harden behind me as he began slow rhythmic gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his hold tighten and his hand on my breast intensify followed by a sudden relaxation behavior. Did my son just orgasm, did I just make my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My principal swirled, as I lay motionless. We continued to lay intertwined as he held me and I feared our relationship might just bear changed forever.

1/24

I was sitting in the conservatory close dark reading material and drinking vino, Henry Martyn Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new sexual pursuit of me. He came down at about midnight still in his pajamas and claimed he couldn't sleep because of a stomachache. I guided him to several remedies in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a stomach rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual insisting, I turned to my English and he nestled in next to me on his back and began to fret his venter gently hoping to alleviate his discomfort. As I rubbed depress I found myself hitting something business firm with the side of my hand as my Michael's cock had responded to my treatment. I decided to arrive at a witting endeavour to appease high-pitched on his abdomen as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his arse down to expose his fully tumid dick. I must say I was surprised at its sizing, but knew this could n't go on and promptly returned it to his jammies. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his large erection a moment clip. It must give been the wine-coloured because I did n't resist this metre and let it continue exposed. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his cock and gently moved my palm to its school principal. He was bigger than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My twat began to dampen as we continued this taboo dancing together. I closed my eyes as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful stopcock up and down while I massaged its headland. I could hear his breathing increment and his putz Begin to pulse as his orgasm exploded across his breadbasket. The sheer volume 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 enceinte splattering of his cum on my shoulder, my sons cum. That realization sent shivers through my pussy. I gathered up his seed and unconsciously began to rub it into my clit. Harder and harder I rub my sons seed into my pussy as I let out the most powerful sexual climax I've experienced in geezerhood. I realized I was taking a journey down a very serious road but the intensity I feared was unimaginable to stop.

2/01

Our behavior is getting more and more risky. Michael had become more long with his hands and clinch when I drink at night. Robert does n't seem to be aware but I fear I can no longer halt Michael nor do I think I want to check him. Friday night with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to give me a back rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the baby oil in our downstairs privy. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my stomach on our living elbow room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his hired man caressing my back and touching the sides of my breast. As he poured the warm oil and began to knead into my skin, I melted into the thick carpeting. I could feel his energy flow through his hand as his cock hardened against the thin yoga gasp that provided the only barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my resistance had collapsed as he started to massage my social movement. My titty now completely exposed to him made me palpate incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my legs wider providing him access to rub down me but also unconsciously positioning him within my cunt. He immediately began to massage my breast and caress my pap. I could feel his hard cock pressed against the fabric covering my now drenched twat.

My middle closed, I reveled in this intense pleasance as my son caressed my body. My branch ever wider inviting him in finisher and when he asked if he could murder my yoga pant every ounce of my mind said no it was wrong and it can not cover but the word"YES"left my sassing. I was now completely naked laying spread before my son resting my upper body on my elbows as he removed his clothes as well. This was the initiatory time I looked at his chiseled frame not as my son but as my lover and as I pulled him down on top of my body I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no foresightful to palpate that brilliant cock thick inside pussy. He entered me with no electric resistance as my body eagerly accepted him as each thrust filled me an intensity and a love that had no bounds. Every constituent of me felt the knockout of our sum as he continued to empale me with his manhood. I loved him at a thick level at that instant with a bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my womb filling me with a germ that created an entirely new depth to our connection.

We lay together bare holding one another before I realized Henry M. Robert could come down at any present moment and Michael should head back to his way. For my component part I slept in the guest elbow room that night.

2/02

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

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