Dales, Back at the Cottage with Son

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it, love Mica xx Yorkshire, England

“Come on, you haven’t been for ages. Just for a few days. It will be fun.”

“Okay mother, goodness sake.”

“You can drive if you want.”

“Okay, alright already.”

“What about Louise, do you want to bring her? We have the Shepherds Hut that you could use if you wanted.”

“Nah, I don’t want to take her there.”

“Oh Okay, just thought that you would, no worries.”

That had been yesterday. Louise had stayed the night and she went off home this morning. Mik packed what he wanted to take. And I sorted out some clothes and then some food for us, I packed it all into the car and we set off. Hopefully a good couple of nights in the remoteness of the cottage would be good. I had one zoom business call to do tomorrow and that was it.

A few temporary sets of traffic lights for roadworks, none of which had a single worker visible slowed us down, and then we were clear and soon at the entrance of our track. I turned in and drove slowly along the path, past where the shepherd’s hut used to be, and then reversed to the side of the cottage. It was a bit darker up here, the clouds a little heavier. No rain, and none forecast, so hopefully dry. We took all the bits and pieces in.

“Why don’t you take a can of pop and go and say hello to Fay and Elvina?” I said to him.

“Nah, not now mum. They can wait.”

“My God, a teenager not jumping at the opportunity for some intimacy with two beauties? Are you ill?” I said a laugh in my voice.

He stuck his tongue out and sat at the kitchen table and watched me put the food into the cupboards.”

“Fancy a walk mum?” He asked after I had finished.

“Okay yes, anywhere in particular baby?”

“No mum, just, you know a walk.”

“Okay, let’s go then.”

We headed out and along the track sort of towards the commune, I wasn’t sure how far we would go, or why.”

“I love the views out here. I am pretty sure I saw a weasel last week just around that small copse, and of course the buzzards are continually wheeling and calling in the sky. It is so beautiful up here.”

“Is that why you come here so often? I wondered if it was to get away from me?”

“Oh Mik, shit, no baby, I would bring you here every time if you would come, no, it is just that I love the peace and quiet. I can day dream, I can talk to faeries, I can do some work up here, no, I do like being here and at the same time I hate being away from you.”

“Oh, okay. Do you have sex with the faeries when you are here?”

Okay, lets get into the details shall we.

“Sometimes baby, and sometimes not. It is not why I come here.”

“Does that mean that you are a lesbian mum, because they are girls.”

Oh my we were really getting into the nitty and gritty.

“No baby, there actually some boy faeries too, but they are a bit troublesome. And no, I do see men you know, and I prefer my time with actual real men, men that have a dick. The time with the faeries is just, oh I don’t know, not exactly magical, it is not and does not feel, real.”

“Oh. I need to ask you something real personal.”

“Okay baby, you know that you can always ask me something and I will always fry to answer honestly.”

“Is there something wrong with my dick?”

Well that floored me, I didn’t expect that at all.

“Goodness, whatever makes you think that there might be? Is Louise unhappy?”

“No, and yes. When I was here, you and I did it, but you haven’t tried to ever since, was I not very good, and Louise? Well she will only let me do it the one way, she won’t let me, you know, try behind, nor will she go down on me and use her mouth.”

“Oh goodness. Well, no, there is nothing wrong with you. Perhaps it is all a bit new to Louise, and perhaps she just wants to do what her parents taught her was normal, I don’t know. Not every girl likes anal, it can be painful at the beginning, and we don’t have much feeling inside out bottom, so the only sensation we get is a tightness around the entrance.”

“I understand that but she won’t even try. And what about you mum? Why have you not gone with me since?”

“Goodness Mik, let me tell you I have dreamed about us in bed on, oh, so many occasions, but they say it is wrong, it is against the law. I could go to jail for having sex with my son. I have desired you, just not had the courage to make the move baby.”

“Oh.”

And that was kind of the end of that, we walked on in silence until we could see the boundary wall with the commune beyond. I didn’t really want to encounter Joshua today, he and his commune were all wrong in my eyes, and the way he manipulated his followers out of their money and bodies, I found reprehensible. I stopped and turned to Mik.

“This is the end of our land baby, beyond it the commune and I really don’t like the man that leads it. I found him false and manipulative. I vowed to have nothing more to do with him. Once a week he came to the cottage to use the internet, but I managed to end that kumköy escort by telling him he could use the internet in the library in the village, he didn’t need mine.”

“Okay mum, I doubt that you are wrong in his judgement of him. When we talk at home about my old girlfriends your judgements were usually spot on. Somewhere to avoid then?”

“Yes, and don’t be thinking that you can save the people from him. You can’t, they are adults and they are their of their own volition. My decision is to not get involved.”

“Okay mum, agreed.”

“No matter how pretty they are or how big their boobs are.” I added laughing.

“Dash it mum, okay.” He said laughing back. At least his mood seemed to have improved. We wandered back to the cottage under the angry looking sky, clouds grey and black in places and moving quite quickly across the heavens. Thankfully the forecaster were right, there was no rain. Back at the cottage I dug a tinned steak pie out of the cupboard and put it into the oven. I quickly peeled and cut some potatoes and put them on to boil. The potatoes water would be nicely starchy and would make good gravy. Mash, Pie and gravy for tea.

“Do you want a cuppa?” I asked Mik, “I am having one.”

“No thanks mum, I’ll stick with coke.” I decided I needed to keep more coke here, the half dozen or so cans I had bought wouldn’t really last him a couple of days.

“Did I tell you about the ghost?”

“No, what ghost, are we haunted?”

“No, not here. After the farmer towed the Shepherds hut down so that I could work on it and make it habitable, I saw a man standing by the hut. I asked him if I could help him, and he simply said his name was Seth and he was here to look after the sheep. I explained to him that there were no sheep and as I turned to point out the sheepless fields, he just disappeared, I couldn’t find him anywhere.”

I paused for a sip of my tea.

“I thought it odd, his way of talking was odd too. I went into the cottage and searched online. It turns out that over two hundred years ago, a shepherd called Seth was defending the flock of sheep from a pack of wild dogs. The villagers heard the commotion and managed to help and kill the dogs. Seth unfortunately passed away from his injuries and was buried in a paupers grave.”

“Wow mum,” Mik said, his eyes wide. “Is he still around, I would love to talk to him too.”

“No baby. I went back and told him that he had saved all the sheep but had died doing so and I told him where he was buried. He disappeared right in front of my eyes and that was the end of it as far as I know.”

“Bloody hell mum, you are racking them up, faeries and now ghosts, wow.”

“I think he was attached to the Shepherds Hut, and didn’t know that the sheep had been mostly saved, and when I told him he was able to rest in piece.”

Mik sat back and smiled, I didn’t know why, but he seemed happier.

“I think I am going to finish with Louise when I get home. She just isn’t right for me I don’t think, no, if she is not comfortable with me, then we are destined for issues. I just decided. Life is too short.”

“Oh crumbs baby, well if that is what you think.” Perhaps that decision was the cause of his happy face.

“You can tell me what you think of her now mum,” he said.

“Well you haven’t finished with her yet, let’s wait, there is no hurry. Do you have any other prospects lined up?”

“Always prospects mum.”

“And what will you do if none of the prospects come to fruition?”

“I have my hand and my mum, I shall be fine.”

I gulped at my tea with that statement. He has me? What does he think I am just going to open my legs for him whenever he feels? I didn’t think that is what I said when we had our conversation on the walk. It seems to be what he understood though. Oh lummy, why is life so difficult with teenagers?

I went to the kitchen and strained the potatoes, the water going into a smaller pan and back on the heat. I added cream, an egg yolk and butter to the potatoes and whisked until the mash was fluffy. I added granules to the water and whisked it into a gravy.

“Dinner,” I called as I took the pie out of the oven. Cut the pie in half, served onto plates, dived the mash and poured gravy over the lot. I have to say it was rather delicious, it really was and I was almost licking the plate when I was done. High in calories, but it was just so tasty.

We went and sat in the sitting room and let our dinner go down. Mik played on his handheld console, I browsed the internet and found a forum for faery sightings. Osidus came up a few times, but not Fay or Elvina. I browsed but didn’t add to the threads, I know that the girls like to keep a low profile.

After a while I found myself drooping, my fatigue was greater than I thought.

Mik, I am heading on up. Turn the light off when you have finished.” I said as I rose and headed out.

“Yes Mother,” he said. I went up a little surprised still that he hadn’t got to greet the faeries.

In my room I removed my kundu escort dress and bra, I still preferred no knickers, and went to the bathroom to wash. After I had used the loo, cleaned my teeth, and washed I headed off back to my bedroom, pulling back the quilt, I lay down and rested my eyes, sleep soon came to me and my dreams were full of Mik and I making love, him shagging my arse, fulfilling a dream of his, Fay and Elvina flying around, kissing, touching, fingering.

I awoke with a start, my pleasures high from my dreams, and was sure I heard noises outside. I went into the back bedroom, Mik wasn’t there, and looked though his window down towards the beck. In the light of the full moon I could see Mik and Fay playing, kissing, embracing. Mik was naked and was, at times, floating with Fay, shagging her it seemed. I left them to it and went back to bed, Mik was an adult now, he didn’t need my supervision.

I fell asleep again, dreams once more filled with copulation and fingers. At some point later I awoke, the light was coming in through the gaps in the curtain at the windows. I felt a weight on my shoulder and turned, Mik was next to me in bed. Pulling the covers down I could see he was naked, flaccid he would be impressive, but his dreams must be with him as he was stout and very erect. I eased out of bed, picking up my dress on the way and headed to the bathroom. I used the loo and cleaned my teeth, after putting my dress on and going downstairs. I put the kettle on and as it was heating I opened the front door and stepped outside.

The angry sky of yesterday had gone, replaced by blue and some white clouds. The air was fresh, and almost no wind, it felt like a glorious day. I went back in and made myself a tea and took it out to my chair by the beck. I didn’t call anyone or say anything, I just say there supping my tea. After the events with Sid and his friends, I must confess I had a little wariness where the faeries were concerned, I was not sure that I could trust them, and now, could I trust them with my son?

“Hello Meesha,” Elvina said in her soft dusky voice.

“Hello El,” I replied.

Elvira was flying around and then she hovered in front of me, the air shimmering about her.

“I sense you are not happy,” Elvina said.

“Oh no El, I am fine, just still a little scared after what happened with Sid and his pals.”

Elvina flew around me and pecked my on my lips, giving me some of that faery euphoria. That didn’t help mentally, was I basically being date raped?

“You are under the Queen’s protection now, no one will hurt you.”

“And my son, I saw Fay with him last night under the moonlight”

“And your son Meesha, and your son. The Queen extends her protection to your family.”

I kind of relaxed, I had to hope it was true, otherwise I feared madness would come my way. Elvina flew around darting kisses and touching my boobs, I felt wonderful and soon I was kissing back. We were embracing and flying in the air above my garden, my fingers found their way between her legs and soon I was penetrating her as my mouth was covering hers.

Her clitoris seemed to grow under my fingers and I flew down and my mouth found its way around it, sucking, licking, it felt more like a dick than a clit. Elvina was wrapping her legs around my head, calling my name and I was feeling orgasmic, my pressures were building, my electrics buzzing, and I could not recall the last time I breathed. I slid two fingers inside her fanny and crooked them, come along, come along I was going inside her.

I felt her moment as she erupted her faery orgasm, euphoria juices spraying my face, her small faery legs spasming and tightening around my neck and my own orgasm exploded through me. My pleasures amplified by her faery juices coursed through my body, I tingled with please from my toes to my eyes and finally I gasped some breath. We flew apart and I landed gently on my grass, my dress besides me. Elvina flew around me then disappeared in a shimmer.

I picked myself up and sat naked on my chair. My tea was still warm enough to drink, I supped.

“Morning mum,” Mik called from behind me as he came out to sit with me, a coke in his hand. “Oh, faery time?” he asked seeing me naked.

“Yes baby.”

“Good mum?”

“Very.”

I saw no need to dress, he had seen all I had to offer, covering up seemed churlish. I sat and hugged my mug of tea staring out as the clouds edged their way from west to east, warm weather would be following. My nipples seemed to harden and I realised Mik was looking at me, examining my boobs, looking down to my lap where my crease would be just visible to him. I wondered if he wanted me?

“Breakfast? I am going to cook bacon.”

“Please, sandwich please?”

“Okay baby.” I grabbed my dress from the floor, now damp with the morning dew and stood up, turning I bent to pick up my mug, that would have given Mik a wonderful rear view of my bottom and my fanny. I hoped that he enjoyed.

I went in and hung my dress on a hanger kurtköy escort to dry, putting the hanger on the coat hooks by the door. I turned the grill on and as it was warming I went upstairs to find another dress, this one shorter, more above the knee that midway, but I loved how it swirled as I walked.

I opened a pack of bacon and added it to the grill pan and slid it under to cook. I grabbed my breadknife and sliced four pieces of sourdough. Butter out of the fridge, and the milk too, I needed more tea. Kettle on. I waited a few minutes and then turned the bacon, I liked the fat crispy, but the meat less so. It was a juggling act, there was a moment when it was just right, I couldn’t leave it or the meat would be too dry.

I slid the bacon out from under the grill, perfect. Now I could distract myself by making tea and buttering the bread without risking the bacon. Bread buttered, bacon added, sandwich made. I place ketchup and HP on the table, two plates of sandwiches and called Mik. Another tea made, I was ready.

“Let’s eat in the sitting room mum,” he said as he came in. I shrugged, wherever. I added HP to my sandwich, grabbed my tea and plate and headed to the sofa. Oh such a delight the first mouthful had all the endorphin releasing flavours that I so loved. The bacon just perfect, the bread soft with a hard crunch crust. Pretty darn perfect. I leant back and relaxed. I had a few hours before my zoom meeting, I could lose myself in myself. As I took another mouthful I could see that Mik was not so much engrossed in his bacon, as more in between my legs, I smiled to myself, I had no knickers on of course. A teenage boy really should be more interested in a woman’s Taco than his own bacon sandwich.

I was relaxed, I had no worries, my body felt good, it was attractive to men, women and faeries and I enjoyed the consequences of that attraction, and was at one with myself. Mik, seemed unsure, he was going to end things with his current girlfriend, she, it seemed, wasn’t going to be his soul mate. Oh well, there are plenty of fish in the sea we are told. After I had eaten the last of my sandwich and drunk the last of my tea I sat on the sofa, shilled and nicely sated looking through half open eyes, noticing that my son’s interest in my fanny this morning had manifested itself in a bulge in his shorts. Good, a natural biological reaction.

“I’m going up for a shower. I have a zoom meeting in a few hours, just before lunch, if you want us to do anything, there is your timeframe.” I left my wording deliberately vague.

Upstairs I pulled the quilt back on my bed, letting it air, opened my bedroom window wide, leaving my door wide open to allow a through draft. I took my dress off and hung it up and headed to the bathroom. Shower on, I let it warm for a moment and then stepped in, embracing the warm water as it cascaded over me, enjoying the tickle as it fell from my nipples.

A rub on my shoulders. Oh.

“I’ll wash your back mum,” Mik said as he stood behind me. He rubbed a scrunchy across my shoulders, and then along my sides, moving my boobs as he wielded the scrunchy. My bottom was next, my cheeks parted and my bottom thoroughly cleansed before dipping underneath and washing the rear of my fanny. I turned and faced him, his dick hard and ready between us.

“Now my front baby,” I said as I stared at his face. He squirted gel over my shoulders and boobs and the wiped the scrunchy over me, dipping down and cleaning my fanny, my pleasures building as he went between my labia. He reached up and took the shower head from the bracket and ran it over me, sluicing, and as the spray washed against my clitoris my knees nearly buckled and I almost came.

“Swap places,” I said taking the shower head from him, his dick brushing against my hip as we slid past each other. I had his back before me, and I squirted gel onto the scrunchy, rubbing his back and thoroughly cleaning between his arse cheeks, the soap allowing me to partially penetrate him as I cleansed. I turned him round and washed his chest and then squirting gel on my hand I washed his dick and balls, pulling his foreskin back to ensure I got every nook.

Rinsing him off, I stepped out of the shower and began to dry myself, Mik stepped out and took the towel from me and patted me dry, and then I dried him. I took his hand and we went to my bedroom.

“My body is your body Mik, you can do anything you need,” I said, and why not, I knew he would not hurt me.

He turned me to face him and kissed my mouth, his tongue pressing my lips apart as he delved into my mouth, our tongues dancing as we embraced. I found my self at the edge of the bed, and Mik pressed me and I sat and then lay down, my knees bent, my feet on the floor. Mik knelt between my legs and his tongue now found my valley, easing my labia apart, running from my entrance to my clit, licking, his rough tongue stimulating my electrics.

He pulled my clitoris into his mouth, my small nubbin such a centre of hot pleasure, dabbing it, flicking it with his tongue, each flick sending shivers through my body, and my breath to gasp and hold. I realised I was clenching my fingers, pulling at the sheet, but I could not stop. My electrics were building, I was sure there must be sparks, but I couldn’t look down, my neck was bent back and my head pressed into the mattress.