1. My son...Leif


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Boy, Erotica, Incest, Male / Older Female, Teen Male / Female, Written by women, Author: eroticbeing, Rating: 84.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Like most women, I had long dreamed about what the perfect romantic getaway would be like. Each time I thought about it, the fantasy took a different shape, but romance was always paramount. Some nights I pictured a deserted beach with nothing but my lover, surf, sand and sun for miles around. Many an evening I longed to be whisked off to Paris for a long weekend, making love on a bed in a five-star hotel with a view of the Eiffel Tower, nibbling strawberries and sipping champagne as we relaxed in our post-coital bliss. When I was feeling friskier, I imagined going to someplace exotic with my man, but pretending we had never met, so he had to sweep me off my feet like some mysterious stranger. Sitting here at my keyboard fresh from the experience, it's hard to believe that by far the most perfect getaway of my life was not set in an exotic locale, but in the quaint state of Vermont. And the passionate, talented lover I had dreamed about since I was a teen, turned out to be even better than I could have possibly imagined. The only problem being that lover was my only son, Leif. I guess I should provide a bit of background to help explain how this all came to pass. My name is Jillian and I am a 52 year old divorced mom of two. I grew up in the Boston area, but after marrying my college sweetheart Lars, we chose to settle in his hometown of Seattle. At first life was difficult, being in a strange city away from my family, yet only one year later our oldest, Karin, was born, ...
    so I didn't have much time to feel melancholy thereafter. I had lots of help from visitors from home which made things easier, and just four months after Karin's arrival I was pregnant again. Leif came nine months later with much fanfare as he was the first male grandchild born on my husband's side, so his birth was celebrated by his large, Scandinavian family. I loved Lars very much when we dated as he was so different from any man I had ever met. He was very handsome, an athletic blonde with high cheek bones and lovely eyes, and more humble than I would have expected for someone of his physical appearance. He was stoic, which at the time seemed so mysterious to me. And since he was a great listener too, I convinced myself he was simply a well of compassion. Sadly, while at first I took my husband's stoic demeanor to be intriguing; I later learned he was just simply boring. And that wonderful listener I loved? In time I realized it was because he had absolutely nothing to say for himself. I was left largely alone in an unfamiliar city with a man whom I seemed to grow further apart from on a daily basis, yet thankfully I was able to immerse myself in raising two wonderful children. I will admit to thoughts of running back to New England on many occasions over the years, but for the sake of my kids I stayed with Lars until I finally divorced him after Leif went off to college. By then my ex-husband and I were no more than acquaintances, but I kept up a good front for everyone ...
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