I still can't believe how things have gone, I was just a little nervous and alone, entering this page and asking for help... and now, I feel it so close, so mine, and I'm so his... that I barely can process how quickly and deeply everything has happened.
Today, like before, I'll limit myself to telling what happened... it was Friday night, my plans for Saturday weren't many, but this night... things had taken a vertiginous turn in my life and I didn't want to brake, but rather push to the bottom. The relationship with my son was taking a different tone, and although I feel guilty deep down, it's a guilt that from now on I'll pleasantly carry.
I've told him how much I like him sleeping with me, that I felt like having a man in the house, but still being my little one... it was Friday night and I didn't have plans to go out, but he did... I said maybe I'd fall asleep before he arrived, but it would do me a lot of good if he slept with me, so I could feel safer when he got there. He just smiled and continued doing his thing, it was nighttime and he was reading his comments, making me think of ways to proceed cautiously in this... I fell asleep after a while.
In the middle of the night, I wake up... but not right away, nor even opening my eyes, I just become aware... I see him... I feel him. With my half-closed eyes, I gaze at him in front of me, both of us turned to the center of the bed... his caresses woke me up... I notice it again only in underwear, on my part, I fell asleep with something light on top and a black brief with lace, flirtatious but not daring. He's touching me, barely perceptibly caressing my sex, and I realize I'm a little wet. His Another hand is on top of me, on my buttocks... putting my underwear in the crack of my tiny ass... caressing with open palm my buttocks, but with a very subtle contact... I love it, I'm morose, I'm getting excited... I couldn't believe it even when it was happening and less now that I'm writing it, it's all dreamlike in my life lately.
Something different is happening... I look down slowly with my eyes half-open and see him, hard... firm... clean-shaven and well-groomed... my eyes could have popped out of their sockets and my breathing could have given me away if I hadn't caught myself... in the darkness it looked enormous... I know the measurements I saw weren't the biggest, but he was the biggest one I'd had in front of me, about nineteen inches long by four inches wide... firm, bent upwards like a banana, without leaning to either side... he was boiling. He started rubbing very softly against my intimacy, over my underwear. I wanted to moan, take his buttocks and pull him towards me, I was going crazy... on one hand I loved it, and on the other I couldn't believe it, my son, my man, my male... the one who had been so indifferent to me for so long, here in my bed, caressing the body of his sleeping mom, I can't stop thinking about him... my body is trembling and won't stop recalling it, these days I'm lost... the morbidness that corrodes wherever I go and more than ever I question whether to advance or retreat, I feel like this bomb of pleasure that I thought would never explode is on the verge of exploding at any second, and there will be no turning back, I'm barely holding myself back.
He stayed like that for a while... rubbing my vagina, the clitoris area... it's worth saying that due to hygiene I'm always depilated in that zone, so the contact was more direct. My heart skipped a beat when he dared... very softly, I pulled a bit of fabric to one side and my sex was partially exposed, I felt the contact of his warm skin against mine, rubbing his head against mine. Sweaty; I was curling my toes, I wanted to roll over, scream to the world that I felt so good taking the forbidden fruit... being taken like this, without permission. After a while, I felt an attempt by him to try and separate my legs, just as I would have liked to do it myself... feel his head, his trunk passing slowly along my vagina until it crashed against my buttocks, our pelvis's together and he pressed even more by rubbing my anus. But it would be very obvious. I couldn't manage to separate them... then I took one of my small hands... he put it on her... she felt enormous, the desire to hold her firmly, feel her mine and only mine, and no one else's.
So we played for a while, softly moving his hips and caressing my buttocks... I saw his lips in the darkness, so sensual...
I fell asleep... the next morning he was gone, I found him in his room.
This is the point of no return... today more than ever having provoked the wolf, I don't know what I'll decide.
Today, like before, I'll limit myself to telling what happened... it was Friday night, my plans for Saturday weren't many, but this night... things had taken a vertiginous turn in my life and I didn't want to brake, but rather push to the bottom. The relationship with my son was taking a different tone, and although I feel guilty deep down, it's a guilt that from now on I'll pleasantly carry.
I've told him how much I like him sleeping with me, that I felt like having a man in the house, but still being my little one... it was Friday night and I didn't have plans to go out, but he did... I said maybe I'd fall asleep before he arrived, but it would do me a lot of good if he slept with me, so I could feel safer when he got there. He just smiled and continued doing his thing, it was nighttime and he was reading his comments, making me think of ways to proceed cautiously in this... I fell asleep after a while.
In the middle of the night, I wake up... but not right away, nor even opening my eyes, I just become aware... I see him... I feel him. With my half-closed eyes, I gaze at him in front of me, both of us turned to the center of the bed... his caresses woke me up... I notice it again only in underwear, on my part, I fell asleep with something light on top and a black brief with lace, flirtatious but not daring. He's touching me, barely perceptibly caressing my sex, and I realize I'm a little wet. His Another hand is on top of me, on my buttocks... putting my underwear in the crack of my tiny ass... caressing with open palm my buttocks, but with a very subtle contact... I love it, I'm morose, I'm getting excited... I couldn't believe it even when it was happening and less now that I'm writing it, it's all dreamlike in my life lately.
Something different is happening... I look down slowly with my eyes half-open and see him, hard... firm... clean-shaven and well-groomed... my eyes could have popped out of their sockets and my breathing could have given me away if I hadn't caught myself... in the darkness it looked enormous... I know the measurements I saw weren't the biggest, but he was the biggest one I'd had in front of me, about nineteen inches long by four inches wide... firm, bent upwards like a banana, without leaning to either side... he was boiling. He started rubbing very softly against my intimacy, over my underwear. I wanted to moan, take his buttocks and pull him towards me, I was going crazy... on one hand I loved it, and on the other I couldn't believe it, my son, my man, my male... the one who had been so indifferent to me for so long, here in my bed, caressing the body of his sleeping mom, I can't stop thinking about him... my body is trembling and won't stop recalling it, these days I'm lost... the morbidness that corrodes wherever I go and more than ever I question whether to advance or retreat, I feel like this bomb of pleasure that I thought would never explode is on the verge of exploding at any second, and there will be no turning back, I'm barely holding myself back.
He stayed like that for a while... rubbing my vagina, the clitoris area... it's worth saying that due to hygiene I'm always depilated in that zone, so the contact was more direct. My heart skipped a beat when he dared... very softly, I pulled a bit of fabric to one side and my sex was partially exposed, I felt the contact of his warm skin against mine, rubbing his head against mine. Sweaty; I was curling my toes, I wanted to roll over, scream to the world that I felt so good taking the forbidden fruit... being taken like this, without permission. After a while, I felt an attempt by him to try and separate my legs, just as I would have liked to do it myself... feel his head, his trunk passing slowly along my vagina until it crashed against my buttocks, our pelvis's together and he pressed even more by rubbing my anus. But it would be very obvious. I couldn't manage to separate them... then I took one of my small hands... he put it on her... she felt enormous, the desire to hold her firmly, feel her mine and only mine, and no one else's.
So we played for a while, softly moving his hips and caressing my buttocks... I saw his lips in the darkness, so sensual...
I fell asleep... the next morning he was gone, I found him in his room.
This is the point of no return... today more than ever having provoked the wolf, I don't know what I'll decide.
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Por cierto, gracias por la confianza de los mensajes privados, quiero que sepas que puedes contar con mi amistad si necesitas conversar sobre el tema.
Que bueno que lo estas disfrutando a estas alturas ya nadie te puede cuentear.