Mom's Journal
Massage1-18
Sun was another typical morning in the star sign, Henry M. Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a monumental worry from drinking too much the nighttime before. The painkiller hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the couch and watched an old film. When Michael came down the gradation admittedly I was storm how grown up he was beginning to appear. 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 couch. He always had an instinctive reason when I needed a considerate moment.
We lay together watching the film like we had countless former times but this time felt dissimilar. He was draped around me differently and his dead body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his branch me like a lover and not my son. As I lay there trying to remove these ludicrous mentation from my head I felt his hand move down from my berm and rest on my bare stomach. His hand then started moving in a slow circular motility. I tensed not knowing what to think. I did n't wanted to make a big deal of it and make his look uncomfortable for his kind action. He was just being his compassionate self I told myself so I relax into the cast and enjoyed my unexpected stomach massage. As I closed my oculus, I all of the sudden felt his hand brush the position of my breast. Without a bra, my titty laid far down into my t-shirt giving him sizable access. Was it an accident, did he intend to touch his female parent's breast ? My mind raced his hand continued to brush the incline of my bosom. What was the most unexpected part however were the electrical shock waves it sent through my pussy. I could palpate it get to pulsate as I anticipated his side by side touch. My external respiration began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's bridge player hunt my stomach and incidental touch sensation electrified my breast.
As our scenario intensified, I opened my eyes to see Robert still working in the discipline forgetful to my current office much like the finis ten old age of our union. My pussy continued to pulse as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as moving ridge of delight flowed through my body. His mitt no longer depicted object to quell on the outsides of my breast began to caress my nipples as I felt his cock harden behind me as he began obtuse rhythmical gyrations behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his hold tighten and his hand on my tit intensify followed by a sudden relaxation. Did my son just orgasm, did I just construct 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 human relationship might just have changed forever.
1/24
I was sitting in the conservatory last dark reading and boozing wine, Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new sexual pursuit of me. He came down at about midnight still in his pj's and claimed he couldn't sleep because of a stomachache. I guided him to several remediation 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 following to me on his backbone and began to fret his stomach gently hoping to facilitate his irritation. As I rubbed lower I found myself hitting something firm with the side of my hand as my Michael's pecker had responded to my treatment. I decided to make a conscious effort to stay higher on his stomach as I continued but his excitement was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his bottoms down to bring out his fully tumid dick. I must say I was surprised at its size of it, but knew this could n't continue and promptly returned it to his pajama. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his with child hard-on a second fourth dimension. It must consume been the wine because I did n't stand firm this time and let it remain exposed. As his massage continued, I found my bridge player sliding under his cock and gently moved my palm to its drumhead. He was braggy than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My pussy began to dampen as we continued this tabu saltation together. I closed my oculus as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful cock up and down while I massaged its head. I could hear his breathing increase and his stopcock Menachem Begin to pulse as his climax exploded across his stomach. The sheer book amazed me. When he settled, I told him to pick 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 Son cum. That fruition sent tingle through my pussy. I gathered up his seed and unconsciously began to rub it into my button. Harder and severe I rub my boy seed into my pussy as I let out the most powerful orgasm I've experienced in class. I realized I was taking a journeying down a very dangerous route but the intensiveness I feared was impossible to stop.
2/01
Our behavior is getting Sir Thomas More and more hazardous. Michael had become more retentive with his hands and squeeze when I drink at night. Robert does n't seem to be aware but I fear I can no longer break Michael nor do I think I want to lay off him. Friday Nox with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the stairs and wanted to dedicate 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 stomach on our bread and butter room floor. I felt like a schoolgirl again anticipating his hands caressing my back and touching the sides of my breast. As he poured the tender oil and began to massage into my tegument, I melted into the thick carpeting. I could find his vim flow through his bridge player as his dick hardened against the thin yoga trouser that provided the only barrier to his entering me.
When I turned over my resistance had collapsed as he started to massage my front. My titty now completely exposed to him pull in 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 snatch. He immediately began to massage my chest and caress my pap. I could find his hard shaft pressed against the fabric covering my now drenched twat.
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 trouser every ounce of my nous said no it was unseasonable and it can not continue but the word"YES"left my lips. I was now completely naked laying cattle farm before my son resting my speed body on my human elbow as he removed his clothes as well. This was the first of all meter I looked at his chiseled skeletal 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 waitress no recollective to palpate that magnificent cock thick inside snatch. He entered me with no resistance as my organic structure eagerly accepted him as each poking filled me an intensity and a dear that had no bounds. Every percentage of me felt the beauty of our union as he continued to spike me with his humanness. I loved him at a deeper storey at that here and now with a bond like I've never felt. I pulled him in tight as he came inside my womb filling me with a seed that created an entirely new depth to our connection.
We lay together naked holding one another before I realized Robert could amount down at any moment and Michael should manoeuvre back to his elbow room. For my persona I slept in the Edgar Guest room that night.
2/02
I need him again but its too life-threatening here at the theater. I'm going to plan a weekend at the beach home so I can control our secret is safe.
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