My son...Leif - Sex Stories

My son...Leif

... one of the most powerful orgasms of my life, and I was shocked that I was able to keep quiet. My head flopped back against the tub as my body relaxed from the intense feelings. It took me a few minutes for my breathing to return to normal, but a tingling feeling remained in my crotch. I then ran my razor over my legs and neatened up my special place, just in case something was to happen. I reluctantly got out of the tub and slipped into the flannel pajamas I had laid out. Feeling the way I was, I wished I had brought my nightie in with me, but it was too late. Upon exiting the bathroom, I found a fire crackling in the fireplace and the lights turned down low. Leif was sitting on the corner of the bed staring at the fire, but stood and turned towards me when I walked near. He gave me a smile and asked me if I was ready for a massage. "Honey, that's so sweet, but you don't need to do that," I replied with a sigh. Deep down I really wanted one and was very desirous of his touch, yet was unnerved at the same time. "Mom, it's the least I can do after making you climb that trail with me today," he countered, and I could see by the look on his face that he really meant it. If my legs weren't so sore and the setting so special I may have found the will to resist, but the idea of a massage was just too good to pass up. "Okay, you win. Where do you want me?" I responded with a shrug of my shoulders. "Climb up on the bed, that should work best," he stated as he pointed towards the ...

... mattress. I did as he instructed and laid face-down on the soft comforter. I felt him climb next to me and moment later his hands touched my back softly. Naughty thoughts invaded my mind once more as his strong hands wandered my body, rubbing me through the thin pajamas. The only sound in the room was the occasional crackling of the fire, so I had little to distract my mind as it began to wander. I again imagined being naked with Leif caressing warm oil into every inch of my bare skin. This time I didn't even try to fight the images, I just relaxed and enjoyed the sensual feeling. Leif stroked my neck and shoulders, then slowly moved his was down my enflamed body. He seemed to know just what I liked and the perfect amount of force to exert in each spot. He spent a lot of time on my lower back which was lovely. His hands occasionally drifted onto my upper butt cheeks, the pressure of which pressed my pussy onto the bed, driving my passion. Leif then moved down the bed and gently lifted one foot in his hands. I couldn't recall ever having a foot massage before but the effect was heavenly. He alternated between each foot, rubbing all my troubles away. He then worked his way up my legs, spending ample time on my calves before moving higher. His fingers slowly drifted higher, closer and closer to my sex. He stopped just inches from my pussy and playfully spanked my bottom. It made me jump, and screech out as I turned to look back at him. With a huge grin on his face, he said, "Turn ...