My son...Leif - Sex Stories

My son...Leif

... maple syrup or apple cider being made, and of course tour their gift shop. We decided to start with a walk through the corn maze, and entered excited for a new adventure. Towers of corn stalks rose above us as we made our way deeper and deeper towards the center. The ground was muddy and uneven, so on more than one occasion I fell into my son seeking his assistance. We began laughing uncontrollably as Leif helped me extract my muddy boot from the muck, my body pressed firmly against his. Before I even knew what was going on, my son had taken me by the hand as we pressed forward. After stumbling along for longer than I would have cared, we finally reached the center of the maze. Leif and I sat down on one of the seats that were set in a circle around the center. Tired form the effort, I leaned against him and he put his arm around me. It just seemed so perfect to be in the sun on such a wonderful day, in the arms of my dream man. I could have stayed there all day, but Leif rose and extended a hand to me. He helped me up and we began working our way out. The path out went easier and in no time at all we were back at the entrance. Leif and I decided to go on the hayride next, which looked like fun way to see the countryside. We climbed aboard a huge hay-covered trailer, pulled by two large Clydesdales. The slow ride through the meadows was amazing, but it was made so much more because I saw sitting so close to my son. The ride was pretty crowded, so space was at a premium. Leif ...

... sat on a hay bale while I positioned myself just between his legs on the hay, resting my back upon the bale he was sitting on. The cart was jostling from side to side along the bumpy dirt path, causing my head at times to rock back into Leif's tummy. I got a wicked idea and slowly slumped down into hay so the back of my head would be just about at his groin level. With each subsequent jolt of the wagon, I intentionally pressed my head backwards, trying to make contact and hopefully stimulate him. I felt a twisted thrill run through my body to be doing something like that in front of others, but I'm sure they had no clue what was going on. I wondered what could be going on in Leif's head, but I had one clue to what he was feeling. Before long I felt something solid when my head made contact with his body. My son was getting hard! I hoped that it wasn't just because of the contact, but because the contact was from me. I grew bolder and leaned my head back and tried my best to keep it in place, firmly against his hard cock. I was throwing caution to the wind, my hormones clouding my otherwise clear mind. I jumped when Leif touched the side of my head and started to gently massage my scalp through my flowing hair, but he made no effort to push me away. He must have known I could feel his cock, but he didn't seem to care. He softly scraped his nails along the skin, sending a shiver throughout my body. I looked around the wagon wondering if anyone had noticed our illicit contact, ...