1-18

Sunday was another distinctive morn in the star sign, Robert was working on spreadsheets and email and I had a monolithic headache from drinking too much the Nox before. The painkiller hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old motion-picture show. 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 and curled up behind me on the lounge. He always had an natural understanding when I needed a considerate present moment.

We lay together watching the movie like we had countless other times but this time felt dissimilar. He was draped around me differently and his soundbox was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his blazonry me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to remove these ludicrous intellection from my read/write head I felt his hand move down from my articulatio humeri and rest on my naked stomach. His hand then started moving in a slow broadsheet motion. I tensed not knowing what to retrieve. I did n't wanted to ready a big deal of it and make his feel uncomfortable for his form action. He was just being his compassionate self I told myself so I relax into the couch and love my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my centre, I all of the sudden felt his bridge player brush the side of my breast. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my tee shirt giving him ample admission. Was it an fortuity, did he think to allude his mother's tit ? My mind raced his hand continued to brush the sides of my breast. What was the most unexpected part however were the impact waves it sent through my pussy. I could find it begin to beat as I anticipated his next touch. My ventilation began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's hands traced my stomach and incidental touch electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my center to see Henry M. Robert still working in the study oblivious to my flow situation much like the finally ten yr of our marriage. My pussy continued to pulsate as I let my son's geographic expedition continue. I couldn't full stop him as waves of pleasure flowed through my body. His hand no longer content to stay on the outsides of my breast began to fondle my nipples as I felt his hammer harden behind me as he began slow rhythmic revolution behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his time lag tighten and his mitt on my breast intensify followed by a sudden relaxation. Did my son just orgasm, did I just ready my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My top dog 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 finish Nox reading and drink wine, 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 insistency, I turned to my incline and he nestled in next to me on his dorsum and began to rubbed his stomach gently hoping to ease his uncomfortableness. As I rubbed gloomy I found myself hitting something house with the side of my paw as my Michael's cock had responded to my handling. I decided to make a conscious effort to last out high on his stomach as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his tooshie down to scupper his fully erect putz. 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 bombastic erection a second time. It must throw been the wine because I did n't resist this clock time and let it remain exposed. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his cock and gently moved my palm to its head. He was crowing than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My pussy 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 mind. I could hear his breathing step-up and his hammer Begin to pulse as his orgasm exploded across his stomach. The sheer book amazed me. When he settled, I told him to make clean himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a large plash of his cum on my articulatio humeri, my Son cum. That actualisation sent quiver through my twat. I gathered up his seed and unconsciously began to rub it into my button. Harder and harder I rub my sons semen into my pussy as I let out the most powerful orgasm I've experienced in years. I realized I was taking a journeying down a very dangerous road but the strength I feared was unacceptable to stop.

2/01

Our behavior is getting more than and more hazardous. Michael had become more tenacious with his hired hand and clinch 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. Friday night with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stair and wanted to render me a back rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the baby oil in our downstairs toilet. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my tum on our living room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his manus caressing my back and touching the sides of my boob. As he poured the warm oil and began to rub down into my skin, I melted into the midst carpet. I could feel his energy current through his hand as his turncock hardened against the thin yoga drawers that provided the only roadblock to his entering me.

When I turned over my resistance had collapsed as he started to massage my front. My breasts now completely exposed to him induce me experience incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my stage wider providing him access code to massage me but also unconsciously positioning him within my pussy. He immediately began to massage my tit and caress my teat. I could find his grueling cock pressed against the framework covering my now drenched pussycat.

My center 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 take out my yoga pant every ounce of my mind said no it was faulty and it can not continue but the word"YES"left my back talk. I was now completely naked laying spread before my son resting my pep pill body on my articulatio cubiti as he removed his clothes as well. This was the first time I looked at his chiseled frame not as my son but as my fan and as I pulled him down on top of my trunk I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no longsighted to feel that magnificent tool deep inside pussy. He entered me with no underground as my consistency eagerly accepted him as each jabbing filled me an loudness and a love that had no bounds. Every part of me felt the dish of our conjugation as he continued to impale me with his manhood. I loved him at a recondite grade at that 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 moment and Michael should manoeuver back to his room. For my region I slept in the guest elbow room that night.

2/02

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

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