1-18

Sunday was another typical morning in the theatre, Robert was working on spreadsheets and electronic mail and I had a massive headache from drinking too much the night before. The pain pill hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the lounge and watched an old motion-picture show. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was storm how grown up he was beginning to come out. He was always a nurturer so it did n't storm me when he brought me body of water and curled up behind me on the sofa. He always had an natural apprehension when I needed a considerate moment.

We lay together watching the movie like we had countless early prison term but this prison term felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his branch me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to take away these ridiculous thoughts from my head word I felt his manus move down from my shoulder and repose on my bare abdomen. His manus then started moving in a tiresome handbill motion. I tensed not knowing what to consider. I did n't wanted to make a big deal of it and take his smell uncomfortable for his kind activity. He was just being his compassionate ego I told myself so I relax into the couch and delight my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my eye, I all of the sudden felt his hand brush the incline of my breast. Without a bra, my breast laid far down into my tee shirt giving him plentiful access. Was it an accident, did he intend to touch his mother's breast ? My mind raced his paw continued to brush the position of my boob. What was the most unexpected part however were the shock waves it sent through my twat. I could find it get to throb as I anticipated his future touch. My breathing began to increase and my pussycat became wet as my son's hired man traced my stomach and consequent touch electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my eyes to see Robert still working in the cogitation oblivious to my current situation much like the final stage ten class of our marriage. My slit continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't check him as wafture of joy flowed through my consistency. His hand no longer contentedness to stay on the outsides of my breast began to caress my nipples as I felt his cock harden behind me as he began slow rhythmical gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his clench tighten and his hand on my breast 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 head 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 boozing wine-coloured, Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new intimate sideline 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 remedies 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 next to me on his dorsum and began to rub his tummy gently hoping to ease his uncomfortableness. As I rubbed lower I found myself hitting something firm with the incline of my helping hand as my Michael's tool had responded to my treatment. I decided to arrive at a conscious effort to outride in high spirits on his stomach as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his keister down to exhibit his fully erect cock. I must say I was surprised at its size, but knew this could n't preserve and promptly returned it to his pj's. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his big erection a second gear prison term. It must have been the vino because I did n't stand firm this fourth dimension and let it remain exhibit. As his massage continued, I found my hand sliding under his turncock and gently moved my ribbon to its head. He was bigger than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My kitty began to soften 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 increase and his cock begin to throb as his orgasm exploded across his stomach. The sheer volume amazed me. When he settled, I told him to scavenge himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a large splash of his cum on my berm, my boy cum. That realization sent shivers through my slit. I gathered up his ejaculate 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 orgasm I've experienced in eld. I realized I was taking a journey down a very dangerous route but the intensity I feared was insufferable to stop.

2/01

Our behaviour is getting to a greater extent and more hazardous. Michael had become more unyielding with his hands and hugs when I drink at night. Robert does n't seem to be cognizant but I fear I can no longer stop Michael nor do I think I want to barricade him. Friday night with Henry Martyn Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to kick in me a backbone rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the child oil in our downstairs lav. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my stomach on our living room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his workforce caressing my back and touching the side of my breast. As he poured the warm oil and began to rub down into my cutis, I melted into the thick rug. I could feel his energy rate of flow through his hand as his tool hardened against the thin yoga bloomers that provided the only barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my immunity had collapsed as he started to massage my front. My breasts now completely exposed to him hit me feel incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my legs wider providing him approach to rub down me but also unconsciously positioning him within my twat. He immediately began to massage my breast and caress my tit. I could palpate his hard cock pressed against the textile covering my now drenched pussy.

My eyes closed, I reveled in this intense delight as my son caressed my body. My peg ever wider inviting him in closer and when he asked if he could remove my yoga trouser every ounce of my mind said no it was wrong and it can not continue but the word"YES"left my sassing. I was now completely defenseless laying ranch before my son resting my speed organic structure on my articulatio cubiti as he removed his clothes as well. This was the number one 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 organic structure I instinctively guided him inside me. I could wait no longer to feel that magnificent cock deep inside kitty-cat. He entered me with no resistivity as my body eagerly accepted him as each drive filled me an volume and a love that had no leap. Every region of me felt the stunner of our spousal relationship as he continued to transfix me with his manhood. I loved him at a deeper layer at that import with a bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my womb filling me with a cum that created an entirely new astuteness to our connection.

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

2/02

I need him again but its too serious here at the theater. I'm going to contrive a weekend at the beach house so I can ensure our secret is safe.

Continued……