1-18

Sunday was another typical morning in the house, Henry M. Robert was working on spreadsheets and email 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 sofa and watched an old movie. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was surprised how grown up he was beginning to appear. He was always a nurturer so it did n't surprise me when he brought me body of water and curled up behind me on the lounge. He always had an natural understanding when I needed a considerate moment.

We lay together watching the movie like we had countless other clock time but this metre felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his munition me like a fan and not my son. As I lay there trying to remove these ludicrous thoughts from my forefront I felt his hand move down from my berm and quietus on my raw stomach. His manus then started moving in a deadening circular apparent motion. I tensed not knowing what to think. I did n't wanted to make a big deal of it and form his tactile property uncomfortable for his kind legal action. He was just being his compassionate ego I told myself so I relax into the sofa and enjoy my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my eyes, I all of the sudden felt his mitt brush the side of my breast. Without a bra, my chest laid far down into my t-shirt giving him ample access. Was it an chance event, did he intend to touch his mother's bosom ? My mind raced his hand continued to brush the side of meat of my breast. What was the most unexpected part however were the shock waves it sent through my pussy. I could feel it begin to throb as I anticipated his next soupcon. My respiration began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's hands follow my belly and consequent skin senses electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my centre to see Robert still working in the study oblivious to my flow situation much like the last ten years of our marriage. My kitty continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as Wave of pleasure flowed through my torso. His hand no longer content to stay put on the exterior of my breast began to fondle my pap as I felt his cock harden behind me as he began dense rhythmic gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his consistence tense, his hold tighten and his mitt on my breast intensify followed by a sudden slackening. Did my son just orgasm, did I just make 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 human relationship might just have changed forever.

1/24

I was sitting in the conservatory survive Nox reading and drinking wine, Robert was sleeping as distinctive and Michael continued his new sexual following 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 respective cure in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a breadbasket rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual insistence, I turned to my side and he nestled in succeeding to me on his vertebral column and began to fret his stomach gently hoping to ease his discomfort. As I rubbed lower I found myself hitting something firm with the side of my script as my Michael's turncock had responded to my treatment. I decided to make a witting sweat to stay higher on his belly as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his bottoms down to expose his fully tumid stopcock. I must say I was surprised at its size of it, 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 second time. It must accept been the vino because I did n't resist this time and let it continue uncover. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his putz and gently moved my palm to its head. He was swelled than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My snatch began to break as we continued this taboo dancing together. I closed my eyes as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful tool up and down while I massaged its point. I could hear his breathing growth and his cock begin to pulsate as his coming exploded across his stomach. The sheer volume amazed me. When he settled, I told him to clean house himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a with child splash of his cum on my shoulder joint, my Word cum. That fruition sent shudder 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 sinewy orgasm I've experienced in yr. I realized I was taking a journey down a very dangerous route but the saturation I feared was out of the question to stop.

2/01

Our doings is getting to a greater extent and more risky. Michael had become more tenacious with his hands and hugs when I drink at night. Robert does n't seem to be aware but I fear I can no longer stop Michael nor do I think I want to give up him. Fri night with Henry Martyn Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the steps and wanted to turn over me a back rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the baby oil in our downstairs bathroom. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my tummy on our living room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his hands caressing my spine and touching the sides of my knocker. As he poured the tender oil and began to knead into my peel, I melted into the thick rug. I could feel his energy flow through his hired hand as his putz hardened against the thin yoga pants that provided the simply barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my resistance had collapsed as he started to massage my presence. My bosom now completely exposed to him do me feel incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my legs wider providing him access to massage me but also unconsciously positioning him within my pussy. He immediately began to massage my white meat and caress my pap. I could finger his hard cock pressed against the cloth covering my now drenched pussy.

My eyes closed, I reveled in this intense pleasure as my son caressed my body. My legs ever wider inviting him in closer and when he asked if he could remove my yoga pant every ounce of my brain said no it was wrong and it can not continue but the discussion"YES"left my lips. I was now completely naked laying spread before my son resting my upper trunk on my elbows as he removed his apparel as well. This was the first time I looked at his cheat frame not as my son but as my lover and as I pulled him down on top of my trunk I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no long to feel that magnificent cock cryptic inside pussy. He entered me with no resistance as my body eagerly accepted him as each poke filled me an chroma and a lovemaking that had no spring. Every character of me felt the beauty of our spousal relationship as he continued to transfix me with his manhood. I loved him at a deeper level at that moment with a bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my uterus filling me with a seed that created an entirely new profoundness to our connection.

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

2/02

I need him again but its too grave here at the star sign. I'm going to contrive a weekend at the beach theatre so I can guarantee our enigma is safe.

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