My son...Leif - Sex Stories

My son...Leif

... strangely arousing. As if it had a mind of its own, my right hand wandered down between my legs and rested lightly against my mound. My body was hot but my mind conflicted. Could I actually touch myself with my son so close? I was sure he was asleep, and soon I found myself very slowly easing my fingers up and down my slit, rubbing myself through the flannel slacks in time with Leif's breathing. As my son inhaled, my fingers moved upwards and as he exhaled they slid back downwards. I had never been a particularly adventurous woman sexually, so this was new territory for me. I knew my pussy was going to get very wet and didn't want a bog spot on my PJ's, so I silently pressed my palm under the waistband of my bottoms, and touched my naked sex. It was so warm and damp, my fingers easily sliding up and down the slick skin. The visions running through my head were all of Leif, which shockingly turned me on immensely. I could see his chiseled face clearly in my fantasy, along with his perfect body. In my mind he was nude, his large cock standing up proudly from his groin. I couldn't help but imagine all the lovely, twisted things we could to together. Within only another minute or two I felt an orgasm coming on. I was deathly afraid I might make some audible sign of my arousal, so I gritted my teeth tightly as I frigged my swollen clit. Moments later my body shuddered as I came and I'm sure a whimper must have escaped my lips. For a while I basked in the incredible feeling, but ...

... when I came down from the high I felt ashamed at what I'd done. What had been so amazing at the time all the sudden made me feel dirty. How could a mother think those things about her own child, I wondered? After running over the troubling visions over and over, I finally drifted off to sleep. Our first full day together in Vermont was simply spectacular. Leif awoke before me, and when I rolled over I found him looking at me with a grin on his face. I instantly remembered what I had done the night before and I instantly felt a cold sweat coming on. "Morning mom," he said softly, his bright eyes staring into my own. "Morning baby," I responded, hoping I was not blushing. He just kept looking at me with a soft smile across his face I asked, "Is something funny?" "Nope, you just looked so peaceful while you slept it was nice to see," Leif replied. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was flirting with me and my body responded. Leif must have been watching me for a while, and I really wondered what was going on inside his head. He was lying on his side with his head propped up on his hand as he looked down at me. The comforter was bunched up on his abdomen and a quickly stole a peek at his chest. God, what was happening to me? I had to get away and clear my head, so I got out of bed to take a pee and freshen up. The room had grown considerably colder overnight, so after only a few minutes in the bathroom I almost ran back to bed and climbed back under the warm covers. I ...