My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... arm around her and slid right in. He was facing her, "I love you mu... Emma," he smiled. "I love you too darling, shall we snooze now?" "Yes defo Emma, but he could feel his cock lying on her hip, she had to feel it too, he thought. But he was going to wait, now wasn't the right time, not yet, tonight! He told himself, he had his plan and he was sticking to it, rain or shine. Emma turned her back to him, he spooned right in and his prick slipped between her ass cheeks, he heard the small gasp or sigh, but never dislodged him, then he heard smooth whispered breaths, she was asl**p. He closed his eyes and two hours later still in position he woke. He held still, he knew his prick would get hard again and it did, it slid between her thighs as it tensioned and grew. "As soon as she stirs I'm away," he told himself, he wanted her to know but not feel threatened. Emma mumbled, she was waking, she didn't moved but her eyes slowly opened, she had forgotten where she was, but knew that her husbands prick was erect between her legs, she squeezed it with her toned thighs. Mark slipped away, stood and headed for the bathroom, "I'm having a shower Emma," he said over his shoulder, "want to join me?" he sniggered dirtily. Emma came fully awake and knew for certain she had squeezed Marks cock thinking briefly that it had been her husbands. "My god Emma, you naughty slut!" she admonished herself, but the feel of her son's cock right there had been absolutely delicious. She got out of ...

... bed, donned her towelling robe, and went shyly into the bathroom, "the sooner I face him the less embarrassment I'll feel," were her thoughts on the matter. Emma was beginning to see her son in a new light, she knew now he was feeling sexual tendencies towards her that much was now blatantly obvious. And she reproached herself for obliquely feeling the same way, but his main asset as far as she was concerned was, "he isn't in my face, he isn't pushing me, he is just there, right where he needs to be." "Hi baby," she said gaily through the screen door, it opened, "Come on in," he laughed and closed it again. He was giving her the chance if she wanted, to make her own decision, yes or no. This was the instant that she knew for certain what his intentions were. And Emma couldn't see yet, a way of saying no, and she thought now that she wouldn't be able to when the time came. "But the cheeky sod will have to do it right, or he'll have no chance," this thought amazed her, she was actively thinking that he was about to seduce her no matter what she thought. She washed and made herself look good for him, then went into the room to dress. Mark came out after giving her time to do her thing, and he too dressed. "You look gorgeous Emma, you really do, you'll have all them men ogling you." "It's just a dress darling," she told him. "Yes I know, but its what's inside it that matters, and that is you Emma, you!" She smiled delightfully and thanked him with a hard hug for his compliment. ...