Mom's Journal
Massage1-18
Sunday was another typical morning in the sign of the zodiac, Robert was working on spreadsheets and e-mail and I had a massive headache from drinking too much the dark before. The painkillers hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old movie. When Michael came down the footstep 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 piddle and curled up behind me on the couch. He always had an instinctive understanding when I needed a considerate mo.
We lay together watching the movie like we had countless former times but this clip felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his arm me like a buff and not my son. As I lay there trying to bump off these ludicrous thoughts from my header I felt his hand move down from my shoulder and ease on my naked belly. His bridge player then started moving in a slow flyer motion. I tensed not knowing what to call back. I did n't wanted to give 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 frame and enjoyed my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my eyes, I all of the sudden felt his paw brush the position of my white meat. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my T-shirt giving him copious access. Was it an accident, did he intend to pertain his mother's breast ? My mind raced his hand continued to brush the position of my chest. What was the most unexpected part however were the electrical shock waves it sent through my pussy. I could feel it set out to pulsate as I anticipated his adjacent ghost. My respiration began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's men traced my stomach and incidental pinch electrified my breast.
As our scenario intensified, I opened my center to see Robert still working in the study unmindful to my electric current situation much like the last ten year of our marriage. My pussy continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't period him as Wave of pleasure flowed through my torso. His mitt no longer content to quell on the outsides of my breast 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 consistency tense, his hold tighten and his bridge player on my breast intensify followed by a sudden relaxation behavior. Did my son just orgasm, did I just build my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My question 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 conservatoire last nighttime Reading and imbibing wine, Robert was sleeping as distinctive and Michael continued his new sexual interest of me. He came down at about midnight still in his jammies and claimed he couldn't sleep because of a stomach ache. I guided him to several curative in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a stomach rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual pressure, I turned to my side and he nestled in future to me on his dorsum and began to rub his tum gently hoping to ease his uncomfortableness. As I rubbed lower I found myself hitting something firm with the side of my hand as my Michael's cock had responded to my treatment. I decided to make a conscious attempt to stay gamy on his belly as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his hindquarters down to unwrap his fully put up 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 great erection a second clock time. It must have been the wine-coloured because I did n't hold out 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 large than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My cunt began to deaden 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 head. I could hear his breathing addition and his cock Begin to pulse 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 declamatory splash of his cum on my shoulder, my Logos cum. That fruition sent tingle through my pussycat. I gathered up his seed and unconsciously began to rub it into my clit. Harder and punishing I rub my Logos seed into my kitty as I let out the most sinewy sexual climax I've experienced in years. I realized I was taking a journey down a very dangerous road but the intensity I feared was insufferable to stop.
2/01
Our behavior is getting more and more hazardous. Michael had become more tenacious with his hands and hug when I drink at night. Robert does n't look to be aware but I fear I can no longer stop over Michael nor do I think I want to stop him. Friday dark with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stair and wanted to move over me a back rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the infant oil in our downstairs bathroom. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my tum on our living room flooring. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his hands caressing my spine and touching the sides of my breast. As he poured the warm oil and began to massage into my skin, I melted into the thick carpet. I could feel his vigor flow through his hand as his putz hardened against the slenderize 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 movement. My white meat now completely exposed to him made me feel incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my legs wider providing him access to rub down me but also unconsciously positioning him within my slit. He immediately began to massage my tit and caress my pap. I could feel his hard cock pressed against the textile covering my now drenched pussy.
My eye closed, I reveled in this acute 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 improper and it can not keep but the word"YES"left my lips. I was now completely naked laying spread before my son resting my upper physical structure on my elbows as he removed his clothes as well. This was the maiden sentence I looked at his chiseled frame not as my son but as my lover and as I pulled him down on top of my soundbox I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no longsighted to feel that magnificent cock deep inside pussy. He entered me with no resistance as my physical structure eagerly accepted him as each jab filled me an intensity and a love that had no leaping. Every part of me felt the stunner of our pairing as he continued to impale me with his humanity. I loved him at a recondite stage 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 come that created an entirely new profoundness to our connection.
We lay together raw holding one another before I realized Robert could come down at any moment and Michael should steer back to his room. For my part I slept in the client room that night.
2/02
I need him again but its too grave here at the house. I'm going to plan a weekend at the beach theater so I can ensure our secret is safe.
Continued……