Dales Retreat My Son Stays

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

Mik was in a foul mood, and I mean bad. He was snappy, could not speak with words of more than one syllable, and just stayed mostly in his room. I had had enough of it, and went up to remonstrate with him. I knocked on his door and opened it all in one move.

"Right mister, what is the problem?"

"Nothing."

"Yes there is, don't be silly, I know when something is wrong and something is, as sure as hell is hot, very wrong.

"Phoebe finished with me."

"Okay, right, why?"

"She wants to go out with a guy that has a car of his own, and not just borrow his mums"

"My God Mik, that is the reason? Wow son, I think you have dodged a bullet there."

"Mum, don't, I thought she was the one."

"Mik, and now you know that she isn't, she is just materialistic. I know it hurts, but in time, hopefully a short time, you will realise you had a lucky escape. Come to the cottage with me for a few days, just get away from these surroundings. Come on, grab some things and we will just disappear."

"S'pose. Promise you won't keep trying to cheer me up, I like feeling sad right now."

"Well, I don't think I could keep that promise if I made it. Grab some clean underwear and stuff, shove it in a bag and let's go. I will grab some steaks out of the freezer, we can have steak and jacket potato for tea, the AGA is fab at jackets."

"K."

I left him to pack and went into my bedroom, added some clothes to my cottage bag, which had my essentials, toiletries, make up, underwear, toothbrush, that sort of thing, then went down, grabbed some bread, bacon, eggs, sausage, steaks and a chicken. That should do us for a couple of days. There was already washing up stuff, cooking oils, butter and so on at the cottage, after all, I was going there nearly every week, if only for a couple of days.

"Come on Mik, the day's a wasting." I called up to him and put my bag in the car. Now that I owned the cottage things were so much easier, I didn't have to ferry my deck chairs back and forth for example, I kept essentials there ready to drop in at a moments notice.

We got to the cottage around lunchtime, Mik helped me ferry all the stuff in, I locked the car, although I have no idea why, I don't even lock the front door, and went in.

"Right Mik, if you want to you can go and have a bit of a sulk in your room, or, you can come out back with me and you might just get a surprise."

"Mum," he said with exasperation in his voice. "Okay, out back then."

We grabbed a deck chair each and went out back by the beck. I had heard their voices so I knew that they were there.

We sat and looked at the beck.

"Mum, there is a beck, I knew that, what is the surprise?"

I held a hand up to hush him.

"Hello Elvina, Fay, I would like you to meet my son Mikhael."

Mik looked at me as if I was mad, he was perhaps expecting a couple of tame rabbits, no way he could have expected what happened next.

"Is he a good human Mica? We don't like bad humans."

Mik looked at me again, this time puzzled, he couldn't see who was speaking.

"Oh he is very good, but he is very sad, his special friend left and now he is alone with only me to be special for him."

There was a shimmering and Fay and Elvina fluttered into view, hovering above the beck and then they flew around us, circling Mik, touching his face as they passed him.

"What the hell?" Mik whispered, "what the actual fuck?"

"Language Mik, I have told you, I don't like that kind of language. They are faeries Mik. They won't hurt you unless you try to hurt them or me, they are protective and we are friends."

I didn't tell him just how friendly we had become. Elvina hovered above Mik's lap and ran her fingers across his face, her gossamer thin coverings somehow hiding her breasts yet flying free about her. I don't think that was a trick I could pull off. Fay came to me, her lips brushing mine, her fingers teasing my breasts.

I saw that Mik was getting uncomfortable in the trouser department, oops, my bad, I never thought about that, that would be embarrassing for him, and I guessed, for me too. I didn't really want to see my son aroused.

Elvina was stroking his trousers now and Mik was visibly panting and gulping, Elvina hovered over him, kissing him and I could see his trousers undoing. She slipped down and sat on him, I could only imagine what was actually happening, but my attention was diverted by Fay who now had her head up my skirt and was licking me.

Oh my Godfathers, the pleasure was intense and was sending messages around my body, my pressures were building and electrics were building and as I was about to boil over, they were gone. I was left with my skirt pushed up to my waist, my fanny open to the world, Mik was sat next to me with his dick pointing skywards. As I sat there gasping I realised just what a nice looking dick my son had, and that there was the sound of a tractor out front.

I brushed my skirt down and went out front, saying to Mik as I left, "cover yourself up Mik and then come and meet our farmer neighbour."

"Hello Jacob," I said as I walked around the house, "nice to see you. My son is here with me today, he will be around in just a minute."

If he had any disappointment that I wasn't alone, he hid it well. We had been together three times now, and he knew it was simply a pleasure arrangement, nothing more. He got his jollies occasionally and I got mine.

"Hello Mica. We butchered a pig at the weekend. I wondered if you would like a couple of chops, they are quite big."

At that point Mik, his decorum restored, walked around.

"Mik, this is Jacob, he has the land next to ours, and he farms the hay on our land."

"Hello Jacob," Mik said, "really pleased to meet you. I guess you are around to help mum if she needs it when she pops up here."

"Hello Mik, yes, I do try to pop along at least once to make sure things are okay. You'r a strapping lad, if ever you want to earn a bit of money, you could always come and help me on the farm. I can't afford minimum wage, and it'll be cash in hand, but, well, you learn a bit about farming and the countryside, and get a few pounds in your pocket."

"Thank you Jacob, I'll give that some serious thought," Mik said, and I knew immediately that the answer would be no.

"Thank you for the Pork Jacob, that is exceedingly kind of you." With Mik not looking at me, I blew a kiss to Jacob and winked. He knew that I would thank him at some point, well, it can be easy for us girls, sometimes just a kiss, sometimes a little more.

After Jacob had gone Mik and I went into the kitchen. I put the chops that Jacob had given me into the fridge, they were good meaty chops too, not the thin rubbish you get from supermarkets.

"Mum" Mik said.

"Yes sweetheart."

"What the hell was that, you know in the garden?"

"That was Elvira and Fay, they are faeries, related I think to the Cottingley ones."

"But the Cottingley faeries were fakes, everyone knows that."

"No Mik, four of the five photos were fakes, but the faeries were very real. They just didn't like being photographed. The fifth phot was real."

"Faeries don't exist mum."

"So what was just on your lap Mik, you looked to be having a rather pleasant time until Jacob came. They don't really like Jacob much."

"Why don't they like him?

"The previous owner used to let Jacob use guns and chemicals on what is now our land. I have stopped all that nonsense on my land. But they still don't trust him, so they will never show themselves, unless they think he is going to do me harm, then they will intervene?"

"How mum?"

"No idea. Now then, lunch."

I cut up some of the crusty loaf and cut some cheese and added some pickles. A sort of ploughman's, even though we were technically small holders, I wouldn't have called us ploughmen.

As we ate Mik looked across at me.

"Mum?"

"Yes?"

"You had no panties on, when the fairies came, you had no panties under your skirt."

"No."

"I could see your fanny."

"And I could see your dick, so what?"

"You fanny looks much better than Phoebe's. Different, way sexier."

"Oh. I don't think that is the sort of thing that you should think about, Mik."

"Why not mum?"

"Because society doesn't think mums and sons should think along those lines."

"Where we are mum, there is virtually no society, just a randy farmer occasionally passing by. Did he want to shag you mum, his body seemed to say he did."

"Mik, this is not a conversation I want to have with my son."

"Can I look at your fanny mum?"

"What? Why?" My heart was fluttering, why was I even going along with this conversation?

"I don't have a lot of experience mum. Phoebe and then Jane before, and before that a couple of feels but not see. Yours is different."

"In what way different Mik? We girls are pretty much all the same."

"That is what I want to look at, to see if I can figure out what is different and what isn't, and then perhaps work out why."

I sat there very confused. I knew I should simply say no and wait until you garner experience of your own, but I also knew that I kind of wanted to know how I was different. I mean, how could I be, we are pretty much the same, fanny hole, crease, labia, that was pretty much it.

"Mum?"

"I am not sure bab," I really felt conflicted, I wasn't even happy with the conversation, let alone any more.

"What about me mum? Am I normal, I don't know, am I big, small, too short? You have seen other dicks, you will know if I am normal. I feel so wrong at the moment, I don't even know if Phoebe broke up with me because I am not good in bed."

Oh goodness. I suppose after a breakup it was natural for him to be unsure, to doubt himself. I took a deep breath.

"Bolt the front door Mik and then come up."

I left him and went upstairs turned the bed back, and as Mik entered my bedroom I was pulling off my top, exposing my breasts to my son for the first time since he suckled from them and that was a very long time ago. I undid the button and the zip and stepped out of my skirt and went and lay on the bed.

"Come on, get your clothes off, and never ever mention this to anyone, ever," I said. His T shirt was off in a half second and he pushed his trousers and boxer shorts down in one. Naked, he joined me on the bed.

"Now you can see me, how am I different to the girls that you have been with?"

"Phoebe doesn't shave, Jane did, so there is that but the main thing is, yours is just like a crease, a fold if you like, they both had inside bits that were also outside."

Ahah, I see. "Okay Mik, I have those bits, mine are just a bit smaller and are tucked away inside. I used my fingers and spread my crease, "see, they are there, the same, just inside. Some girls are like me, some are like Phoebe, but essentially we are all the same." I moved my fingers and let my fanny close again.

He bent closer and looked, I could feel his breath on my crease, I opened my lips again with my fingers so that he could get a closer look, his breath was hot, my fanny was moistening, I could tell, my breath was holding.

He crossed the line that I dare not. He touched me, he ran his finger along my valley and my clit stood proud and when he touched it I almost died, the pleasure was intense, I startled, I gulped and my buttocks clenched. I said nothing, I just closed my eyes.

His finger slipped away from my clitoris and slipped down between my inner lips, I could feel them wrapping around his finger as he moved.

"You are a lot slippier than Phoebe ever was mum."

Oh this was going to be difficult. "Girls usually get slippery when they are aroused bab, the more aroused, the more slippery."

"Oh, does that mean you are aroused and Phoebe wasn't? I wasn't doing it properly with her."

"No son, I guess that perhaps she wasn't that into you, you are doing nothing wrong."

"I have aroused you, I have turned you on?"

I said nothing, what could I say. His finger found my entrance and he circled it, pushing into my opening, passed, and then inside. My son was fingering my fanny.

"Oh, gosh, er," I managed.

"You are so slippery inside mum, I mean, wow."

How could I say that I was more turned on than I think I had ever been, and all that was happening was a finger in my fanny.

He started shagging me with his finger, and my body was rocking in time with his movements, I was sure I could see Fay in the corner of the room, watching, her own fingers rubbing between her legs.

I began gulping as he pushed in, gasping, my pleasures building, my electrics growing. Fay had her head tilted back as she pleasured herself. I was climbing the wall and as he moved his hand I realised that he had two fingers inside me, pressing, pushing.

"I could never get two fingers in Phoebe," he said quietly. I didn't care what he did to Phoebe.

Faster he went and I knew I would not be able to restrain myself. My pressures were growing too much, my electrics building, sparks must be shooting from my crotch, he must be able to feel them, I was gulping, I was gasping, my head was tilting backwards, I started bucking, and then I erupted, my orgasm exploded through my body, my fanny clamped hard on his fingers and I screamed, all the built up air rushing out of my mouth.

"Shit mum, what did I do, are you okay."

I nodded, breathless, unable to speak for a moment.

I gulped in air and held my hand up.

"Yes bab, I am fine. I guess Phoebe never did that."

"Shit no, I thought I had hurt you."

"No bab. That was an orgasm, no girl will ever be sorry if you give them one of them. It is the same as when you wank and spurt, that feeling."

"I didn't know you could do that, and I haven't even used my dick."

'Yet' I thought.

"Is that it, when you do that, you want to stop? When I spurt it is ages before I want to do more, is my dick normal."

"No bab, I just need a moment, we girls can do that a lot, but when it is a big one like that, we just need a moment."

"I did okay then?"

"Yes bab, you did okay."

I sat up and pushed Mik's shoulders back so that he was laying on his back. I looked at his dick, certainly looked pretty darn good. Over a palms width in length, say about seven inches or more, and a good girth too. His dick was hard, his foreskin pulled back slightly by his arousal.

I put my hand around his dick and squeezed, he gasped. The skin around his dick was soft and easily moved, the dick inside was very hard, hard like concrete. His skin moved easily along his shaft and when I uncovered his head, the foreskin caught underneath the rim, and held for a moment before unfurling itself and sipping over his rim once more. His balls were rather large, big pendulous orbs, I rolled his testes inside his sac, gently, squeezing, hearing his soft moans.

I could bear it no longer. I straddled him, facing his feet, and eased my fanny over his dick.

"Oh good fucking god," he gasped as my buttocks settled on him, his dick deep inside me.

Oh that felt so good. I had gone slowly, gently stretching my fanny, accommodating his dick, feeling his rim slide past my bumps and ridges, a little shock building within me as I moved downwards.

A tickle on my lips, Elvina, kissing me, her hands on my breasts, my nipples being squeezed, was Fay sliding herself over Mik's face I wondered. I leant forward, my body slowly rising up his dick. My pressures grew again, electrics building, sparking, there must be flashes of light, there must be, the electrics tickled as they meandered around my groin, hinting at pleasures to come.

I began rocking faster, Elvina was pressing at my lips, her tongue deep inside my mouth, a Paso Doble of dance between our mouths, my senses were being tested in my fanny and my mouth, I was gasping, air didn't seem to want to leave, Mik's dick was filling and easing, filling and easing. Mik would be able to watch his dick as it moved in and out of my fanny, I needed to go faster, I needed his dick to be a piston, my buttocks pressing his pubis as his dick plundered my fanny.

"Oh God, mum," he gasped and I felt him spurt, his dick erupting within me, filling my fanny, flooding my womb with spurt after spurt, his hips pressing as my buttocks pressed down.

I eased myself off him, a trail of white across his thigh as I rolled to the side of him and lay on my back.

"I couldn't help it mum, I couldn't stop."

"You had no need to stop, that is the whole point, filling your girl, that is what it is all about."

"But I could get her pregnant."

"Yes, you could, but you can't get me pregnant."

"Oh."

As I lay there Elvina sat of my face, her fanny wet and flowing, she bet forward and licked my fanny, sucking his juices from me, her tongue long, pushing in, slurping as she sucked. It was too much for me and my body erupted once more, my orgasm exploding from me, my back arching, my silent scream finishing me and I lay back, wrecked, unmoving.

I slept, I didn't know for how long. When I awoke, Mik wasn't there, I stumbled to my feet and looked in his room, Fay and Elvina were all over him, pleasuring him, he seemed in a dream. I went to the shower and turned it on, stepping in, washing my perspiration covered body, and then removing the shower head, I douched inside, standing for a few moments letting all the water and juices pour out of my body. Finally I had recovered. I went into my bedroom, my bed sheet was soaked, I put my robe on and went downstairs to make some tea.

I suspected Mik may wish to visit the cottage more often.