1-18

Billy Sunday was another typical cockcrow in the house, Robert was working on spreadsheets and emails and I had a massive concern from drinking too much the night before. The painkillers hadn't kicked in yet so I decided to lie on the lounge and watched an old flick. When Michael came down the steps admittedly I was surprised how grown up he was beginning to come out. 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 instinctive understanding when I needed a considerate moment.

We lay together watching the moving-picture show like we had countless other fourth dimension but this metre felt different. He was draped around me differently and his body was more contoured into mine. He wrapped his arms me like a buff and not my son. As I lay there trying to remove these ludicrous sentiment from my promontory I felt his hand move down from my shoulder and sleep on my naked breadbasket. His paw then started moving in a slow circular apparent motion. I tensed not knowing what to cerebrate. I did n't wanted to pass water a big deal of it and make his feel uncomfortable for his variety action. He was just being his compassionate ego I told myself so I relax into the couch and enjoyed my unexpected abdomen massage. As I closed my eyes, I all of the sudden felt his hand brush the side of my breast. Without a bra, my boob laid far down into my tee shirt giving him ample access. Was it an accident, did he intend to concern his mother's breast ? My mind raced his hand continued to brush the sides of my breast. What was the most unexpected part however were the jolt waves it sent through my cunt. I could sense it lead off to pulsate as I anticipated his next soupcon. My breathing began to increase and my pussy became wet as my son's manpower traced my stomach and resultant sense of touch electrified my breast.

As our scenario intensified, I opened my eyes to see Robert still working in the written report oblivious to my current state of affairs much like the terminal ten years of our wedding. My snatch continued to pulsate as I let my son's exploration continue. I couldn't stop him as waves of delight flowed through my body. His hand no longer subject to stay on the outside of my breast began to caress my pap as I felt his rooster harden behind me as he began slow rhythmic rotation behind me. Suddenly I felt his body tense, his delay tighten and his hired hand on my tit intensify followed by a sudden repose. Did my son just orgasm, did I just make my own son cum. My god what have I done ? My header swirled, as I lay motionless. We continued to lay intertwined as he held me and I feared our kinship might just have changed forever.

1/24

I was sitting in the indoor garden last night recitation and drinking wine, Robert was sleeping as typical and Michael continued his new sexual pastime 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 respective curative in the kitchen ; but, he was convinced a stomach rub would be all he needed. Relented to his continual insistency, I turned to my side and he nestled in next to me on his backbone and began to fret his tummy gently hoping to facilitate his discomfort. As I rubbed blue I found myself hitting something firm with the English of my mitt as my Michael's rooster had responded to my discussion. I decided to constitute a conscious effort to last out gamey on his stomach as I continued but his fervor was not to be deterred. Before I realized, he had pulled his bottom down to expose his fully vertical rooster. I must say I was surprised at its size, but knew this could n't continue and promptly returned it to his pyjama. Michael was not to be deterred and he quickly removed his bombastic erecting a bit time. It must have been the wine because I did n't hold out this sentence and let it persist exposed. As his massage continued, I found my manus sliding under his cock and gently moved my palm to its promontory. He was fully grown than his Dad and absolutely harder. I found myself unconsciously beginning to stroke it. My puss began to moisten as we continued this taboo dance together. I closed my center as I squeezed and stoked this beautiful putz up and down while I massaged its head. I could get wind his breathing increase and his cock Menachem Begin to pulse as his sexual climax exploded across his stomach. The sheer loudness amazed me. When he settled, I told him to clean house himself up and get back to bed.

As I sat the alone reliving what just happened, I noticed a enceinte splash of his cum on my articulatio humeri, my sons cum. That realization sent thrill through my pussycat. I gathered up his germ and unconsciously began to rub it into my clit. Harder and harder I rub my Word semen 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 conduct is getting more than and more wild. Michael had become more unyielding with his deal 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 halt him. Friday night with Robert again sleeping, Michael came down the steps and wanted to cave in me a cover rub. I quickly said yes and pointed him to the child oil in our downstairs bathroom. While he was retrieving the oil, I removed my top and laid on my tum on our aliveness 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 fond oil and began to rub down into my skin, I melted into the dense carpeting. I could feel his Energy Department flow through his hand as his shaft hardened against the thin yoga pants that provided the only barrier to his entering me.

When I turned over my resistance had collapsed as he started to massage my front man. My white meat now completely exposed to him progress to me palpate incredibly vulnerable and erotically charged. I spread my pegleg wider providing him admission to massage me but also unconsciously positioning him within my pussy. He immediately began to massage my titty and caress my nipples. I could find his hard cock pressed against the fabric covering my now drenched pussy.

My eyes closed, I reveled in this intense pleasure as my son caressed my body. My leg ever wider inviting him in finisher and when he asked if he could remove my yoga pant every ounce of my mind said no it was wrong and it can not continue but the word"YES"left my sass. I was now completely naked laying spread before my son resting my upper organic structure on my human elbow as he removed his clothes as well. This was the initiatory time I looked at his well-defined frame not as my son but as my fan and as I pulled him down on top of my dead body I instinctively guided him inside me. I could waitress no longer to finger that glorious stopcock deep inside pussy. He entered me with no opposition as my trunk eagerly accepted him as each drive filled me an saturation and a beloved that had no bounds. Every part of me felt the looker of our uniting as he continued to impale me with his humanity. I loved him at a deeper level 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 seed that created an entirely new depth to our connection.

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

2/02

I need him again but its too dangerous here at the house. I'm going to project a weekend at the beach sign of the zodiac so I can ensure our secret is safe.

Continued……