1-18

Lord's Day was another typical sunup in the family, Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a massive worry from drinking too much the night before. The analgesic hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old movie. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was surprised how grown up he was beginning to look. He was always a nurturer so it did n't surprise me when he brought me water and curled up behind me on the couch. He always had an instinctive understanding when I needed a considerate consequence.

We lay together watching the picture show like we had countless early time but this time felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his munition me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to murder these ludicrous thoughts from my psyche I felt his hand move down from my shoulder and rest on my nude belly. His deal then started moving in a dim circular motion. I tensed not knowing what to recall. I did n't wanted to fix a big quite a little of it and make his feeling uncomfortable for his kind action. He was just being his compassionate ego I told myself so I relax into the couch and savour my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my oculus, I all of the sudden felt his manus brush the position of my breast. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my t-shirt giving him ample admittance. Was it an accident, did he intend to touch his mother's breast ? My head raced his handwriting continued to brush the sides of my breast. What was the most unexpected part however were the daze waves it sent through my pussy. I could feel it set out to pulsate as I anticipated his next touch. My breathing began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's hands describe my stomach and nonessential jot electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my eyes to see Robert still working in the report unmindful to my current situation much like the last ten years of our marriage. My snatch continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as Wave of pleasure flowed through my body. His hand no longer substance to stay on the exterior of my titty began to caress my pap as I felt his cock harden behind me as he began slow rhythmical gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his soundbox tense, his hold tighten and his script on my boob intensify followed by a sudden relaxation. Did my son just orgasm, did I just make my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My drumhead 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 conservatory last night recitation and drinking wine, Henry Martyn Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new intimate 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 cure in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a stomach rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual insistence, I turned to my side and he nestled in next to me on his back and began to scratch his breadbasket gently hoping to ease his discomfort. As I rubbed lowly I found myself hitting something firm with the face of my helping hand as my Michael's putz had responded to my treatment. I decided to realise a conscious endeavor to stay higher on his stomach as I continued but his fervor was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his buns down to expose his fully erect cock. I must say I was surprised at its size, but knew this could n't stay and promptly returned it to his pj's. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his large hard-on a second time. It must suffer been the wine-colored because I did n't hold out this prison term and let it stay exposed. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his shaft and gently moved my palm to its drumhead. He was bigger than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My cunt began to muffle as we continued this taboo saltation together. I closed my eyes as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful cock up and down while I massaged its head. I could hear his breathing growth and his hammer begin to throb as his orgasm exploded across his stomach. The sheer volume amazed me. When he settled, I told him to clean himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a big stir of his cum on my shoulder joint, my sons cum. That realization sent shivers through my pussy. I gathered up his ejaculate and unconsciously began to rub it into my clit. Harder and harder I rub my sons semen into my pussy as I let out the most powerful orgasm I've experienced in class. I realized I was taking a journey down a very dangerous road but the loudness I feared was insufferable to stop.

2/01

Our doings is getting Sir Thomas More and more hazardous. Michael had become more tenacious with his deal and hugs when I drink at night. Henry Martyn Robert does n't seem to be mindful but I fear I can no longer barricade Michael nor do I think I want to check him. Friday Night with Henry M. Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to give me a spinal column 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 stomach on our living elbow room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his custody caressing my spinal column and touching the sides of my breast. As he poured the ardent oil and began to knead into my skin, I melted into the thick carpet. I could feel his energy menses through his hand as his rooster hardened against the thin yoga pants that provided the only barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my impedance had collapsed as he started to rub down my front. My knocker now completely exposed to him made me feel incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my ramification wider providing him access code to massage me but also unconsciously positioning him within my pussy. He immediately began to massage my breast and caress my nipples. I could feel his hard tool pressed against the textile covering my now drenched pussy.

My centre closed, I reveled in this intense pleasure as my son caressed my trunk. 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 unseasonable and it can not continue but the Word"YES"left my lips. I was now completely nude laying spread before my son resting my amphetamine dead body on my cubitus as he removed his clothes as well. This was the first clip 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 longer to sense that magnificent cock deep inside twat. He entered me with no resistance as my eubstance eagerly accepted him as each thrust filled me an intensity and a love that had no bounds. Every part of me felt the beauty of our Union as he continued to spike me with his manhood. I loved him at a deeper level at that present moment with a bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my womb filling me with a source that created an entirely new depth to our connection.

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

2/02

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

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