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Mauro, his mother and his sister
The InitiationMirtha had returned to her maternal home after a failed marriage that left her disillusioned with men and with a 6-month-old son. Her mother, Laura, welcomed her with open arms and was the help she needed in such an unhappy moment of her life. She hadn't been able to bear two years of bad treatment and decided it was better to continue her life alone with her child. At 20 years old, she carried on her shoulders a failed marriage and the responsibility of feeding and educating her daughter, but her mother provided her with the welcome she needed, helping her care for the baby while Mirtha went to work. Her current solitude was preferable to the life of beatings, bad treatment, and humiliations that had been her marriage.
Everything was going smoothly in the maternal home, but the climate would suddenly turn stormy due to disagreements between her parents, which ultimately led to her father's departure, leaving her mother in the same situation as her daughter: alone and without a husband. Fortunately, Mauro arrived for his winter vacation and his presence helped alleviate the gloomy atmosphere that reigned in the house. The brothers spent complete afternoons together, something they had never done before, since there was a four-year difference between them. Until then, the brothers had been relatively distant due to the age difference that irreparably separated them, but now their maturity was making it disappear. Mirtha's situation seemed to be the catalyst that facilitated their approach and communication between the two brothers became increasingly close, without either of them imagining until what point.
Mauro didn't miss Mirtha's beauty and the brothers' encounters began to be instances for spying on her legs, breasts, and letting his imagination fly with erotic situations where both were protagonists, which ultimately led to ended in solo masturbation in the bathroom or his bedroom, dedicated to his beautiful sister. For the boy, everything in life reduced to sex and everything revolved around satisfying the enormous appetites that invaded him and his sister seemed a logical objective, regardless of family ties. The fact that she was separated, had no partner, made him think she was a woman willing to have sex, which stimulated his imagination with scenes he supposed could lead to with her, which inevitably ended in torrents of semen expelled at the end of masturbation he did thinking about his sister.
For Mirtha, on the other hand, the presence of her brother began to change since the confidant she was initially to the man who was beside her and clearly desired her. She had noticed this more than once. Even the initial surprise when she heard him masturbating in the bathroom whispering her name quietly gave way to curiosity and unsatisfied desire, making her also imagine having sex with her brother, which made her reach for her hand to satisfy herself in the solitude of her bedroom.
It was evident that Mauro's suppositions were not mistaken, since his sister felt desirous of having a man, her body demanded it, and he was the only nearby one who could extract the unsatisfied desires from her body.
The desire was installed in Mirtha's mind, which was sure she had to take the initiative, given her brother's inexperience. A particularly hot afternoon, she went to her brother's bedroom with the pretext of asking for a magazine, but with the firm purpose of being possessed by him. Their mother had left the house all afternoon and the boy was sleeping peacefully. And she desired her brother now, because her body could no longer withstand desire and had to satisfy herself somehow.
She found him asleep on the bed and she woke him up. He sat up quickly, as if guessing that something important was about to happen. Mirtha also sat down, facing him. She crossed her legs but took care not to show anything yet. The conversation revolved around familiar and unimportant topics until she decided to take the bull by the horns.
From when do you masturbate?
Why do you say that? I don't do it
Don't lie, I've caught you several times in the bathroom
No...
And also in your bedroom
But...
And you use my bikinis that I leave to wash
It's because...
The boy was on the verge of tears, so he decided to give her confidence to avoid his plans being frustrated.
Don't be stupid, if I'm not challenging you. I only ask out of curiosity
Well...
Come on, don't be mean, tell me when you started masturbating
...since I got back from vacation
Didn't you before?
You weren't there
But don't you get hot with other girls?
They can't compare to you
Thanks, little brother
It's just the truth
What do you think about when you're doing it?
About me
Yes, I know. But what do you imagine doing with me?
Well, I think about your legs, your thighs...
Do you like them?
And while asking, Mirtha slowly opened her legs, showing her brother his thighs and at the end of these a white bikini whose fabric covered the package of her sex.
If...... You're exquisite
What else do you think about?
About your little thing when I smell your bikini
Do you like smelling it?
It's because I imagine the smell of your little thing
Mmmmm...
Without saying a word, Mirtha stretched out her legs, took off her bikini and handed it to her brother
Take it, smell it
Mmmmm. tasty
Does it get hot?
Very, very
Then do it in front of me
Mauro hesitated for a moment, but the situation was too obvious to ignore, so he decided, opened his pants and pulled out his tool, which he started massaging roughly. The presence of his sister, the bikini she... There had been, it was too much for his childish imagination and ended sooner than he would have wanted.
You're very rough, brother
Sorry...
There are more delicate ways to do it, more yummy
Mmmmm
Let me show you
And Mirtha took possession of her brother's tool and started massaging it smoothly, without stopping to look at him. Mauro was enchanted with his sister's work, which moved her fingers delicately above and below his piece of meat, which pulsed with desire. She brought her mouth to the head of the cock in her hands and opened her lips as if to swallow it, but didn't do so. It was an insinuation of what she intended to do later. But it was enough for poor Mauro, who came again this time in his sister's hand.
Do you see the difference?
You're right, it was much better
Now tell me, have you ever done it?
Never.
Would you like to do it?
But of course
The problem is that you finish very quickly
But I can hold on
I'll put you to the test. If you pass, we'll do it together
Ready, whatever you want
You're going to kiss my little thing and make me come without finishing yourself
Already
She opened her legs, exposing to her brother's view the beautiful spectacle of her pubic hair and kitty between her beautiful thighs. Her brother rushed desperately between Mirtha's legs and started sucking and kissing her vulva, which she moved with mastery, holding Mauro's head to guide him in his movements. The boy clung to her buttocks and started pumping in her love tunnel until she felt a surge of energy rising through her body that precipitated out as a torrent of vaginal juice, which flooded Mauro's mouth, surprising him so he could only try to swallow what he could.
Mirtha was more than satisfied with her brother's work and decided it was time to test her tool, so she made signs for him to get on top of her and with his hand grasped the piece of meat, which he directed towards the entrance of his love cave, from which still dripped drops of the effluence that his little brother had provoked.
Please don't finish too soon
I'm going to hold on as long as possible
I really wanted to feel a cock inside, so I want to enjoy it a lot
He put the cock at the entrance and instinctively his brother pushed until he lodged it completely. The girl started moving desperately, hugging her brother who was moving slowly, holding back desire for her to enjoy as much as possible, reaching the point where she would put her thoughts elsewhere so she could delay the arrival of the final orgasmic moment. She let go completely and lifted her legs onto the back of her brother, starting to gallop desperately, between cries of desire and joy.
Yes, little boy, yes
Take it, little girl, take it
You're so tasty, little boy
Do you like it?
Yes, I wanted you so much. Take me, take me.
Take it, little girl, take it
It's tasty, little boy. Take me
Yes, little girl yummy, yes
More hotel, more hotel, little boy tasty.
Do you feel it, little girl?
Yes, tasty, little boy. Ahhhhhhhhhh
Mirtha lost all composure, lifted her legs and in the midst of cries ended in a spectacular way, with strong shouts that revealed the state of agitation to which her brother had led her. Mauro was happy because he had managed to make her cum before he did, so he continued moving calmly, trying to enjoy fully each thrust and withdrawal. Her sister recovered later and delightedly checked that her little brother was still inserting and withdrawing his cock from inside her, so she gladly lent herself to second him.
Do you want to keep going?
Yes, little girl
Like this, my love, like this. Calmly.
Do you feel it as it enters and leaves?
It's exquisite, little girl
Do you like how I do it?
You're doing tasty, love. You're taking it very tasty
Do you like how I fuck you? You?
Siiiiii. Exquisite culeas.
I like to culearte, sister.
Yes, brother, culeame harto.
I am your brother who culeas you, sister.
Yes, brother, and I am your slut.
Yes, yummy slut. My sister slut.
Yes, your slut. Your hot slut.
Yes, hot slut. My hot sister. My slut.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Mirtha couldn't take it anymore, the heat that the coarse language was producing, and again gave her brother a blow job, as intense as the first one, with her legs up high and with out-of-tune screams that revealed the level of joy she had felt between her brother's arms, who, completely satisfied with what he had achieved with his sister, felt it was time and his movements became convulsive, desperate, in search of the longed-for orgasm.
Sister, now it's my turn.
Yes, mijito, finish inside your sister, the slut.
Yes, my slut, moaning while you fuck me more.
Do you like how your hot slut moves?
Yes, hot slut, yes, yummy. Ayyyyyyyyyyy.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
And both lay down on the bed, sweaty, embracing and fused in a passionate kiss.
After a while, already recovered from normal breathing, the brothers looked at each other, gave each other a kiss and went downstairs to wait for their mother who wouldn't be late.
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Finished confession, Mauro looked at his mother, who with glassy eyes due to the excitement caused by her son's story, wanted to know more.
But that wasn't the only time they did it, I imagine.
No, mom, that was just the beginning.
And do you still do it?
And with whom else do you think Mirtha will satisfy herself if not with me?
You're right. She's in the same situation as mine.
Correct. And I'm the man indicated to help both of them.
What you told me left me very excited.
Well, it's easy to fix that, don't you think?
Mmmmm, and it seems your tool is ready again Mami, for you I'll always be ready
Mauro put his mother on four feet and opened her legs, putting himself behind and his tool at the entrance of the maternal vulva. He grabbed Laura's breasts and pushed until his balls hit hers. And they started a movement of meta and saca where both put all their efforts.
You're exquisite, mami
Keep going, son, keep going. More
Take it, mami, take it
I love how you do it to me, love
You're so hot, mami. So hot
And you too, mijito. Hold me, hold me
Do you like strong words also?
Yes, love. I'm your slut
My slut, my hot slut
Siiiiiiiii, aghhhhhhhhhh
Laura finished while Mauro kept pumping in her interior, holding onto her breasts that he was squeezing between his hands as he put and took his cock out of the maternal vulva, while his mother's group moved uncontrollably, back and forth, as if searching for and fleeing from the piece of meat that implacably ended up lodged in the tunnel that welcomed it with joy. When they finished, amidst cries of deep excitement, Maura lay on her son's body, with her cock still sunk into him.
That night was intense and long for mother and son, but both knew they had to resolve something: the situation with Mirtha. And it was Laura who proposed that Mauro share her between them, after his son asked her to suck his cock, which she did with great pleasure, applying herself to give him the best blow job she ever gave in her life.
But Laura's proposal implied that Mirtha would find out what was between mother and son and accept it. And that could open a new front in their relationships, which Mauro immediately captured. And while he asked his mother to sit on top of him and let herself fall onto his tool, which looked defiant, he imagined the possibilities of a trio of mother and her two sons.
While holding onto the maternal breasts They climbed and descended as Laura's vulva sank onto her son's cock to reappear, in movements that became more uncontrolled each time. Mauro thought it wouldn't be hard to get his mother to accept participating in his plans. He wasn't sure about his sister's reaction, but if he handled things well, like he had so far, he believed everything could develop according to his desires.
When they finished and decided to rest for the rest of the night, Mauro proposed to his mother that she let him be alone with Mirtha on Sunday to explain everything, which she agreed to enthusiastically, unaware of the plans her son-lover had prepared.Continues...
Mauro, his mother and his sister
The InitiationMirtha had returned to her maternal home after a failed marriage that left her disillusioned with men and with a 6-month-old son. Her mother, Laura, welcomed her with open arms and was the help she needed in such an unhappy moment of her life. She hadn't been able to bear two years of bad treatment and decided it was better to continue her life alone with her child. At 20 years old, she carried on her shoulders a failed marriage and the responsibility of feeding and educating her daughter, but her mother provided her with the welcome she needed, helping her care for the baby while Mirtha went to work. Her current solitude was preferable to the life of beatings, bad treatment, and humiliations that had been her marriage.
Everything was going smoothly in the maternal home, but the climate would suddenly turn stormy due to disagreements between her parents, which ultimately led to her father's departure, leaving her mother in the same situation as her daughter: alone and without a husband. Fortunately, Mauro arrived for his winter vacation and his presence helped alleviate the gloomy atmosphere that reigned in the house. The brothers spent complete afternoons together, something they had never done before, since there was a four-year difference between them. Until then, the brothers had been relatively distant due to the age difference that irreparably separated them, but now their maturity was making it disappear. Mirtha's situation seemed to be the catalyst that facilitated their approach and communication between the two brothers became increasingly close, without either of them imagining until what point.
Mauro didn't miss Mirtha's beauty and the brothers' encounters began to be instances for spying on her legs, breasts, and letting his imagination fly with erotic situations where both were protagonists, which ultimately led to ended in solo masturbation in the bathroom or his bedroom, dedicated to his beautiful sister. For the boy, everything in life reduced to sex and everything revolved around satisfying the enormous appetites that invaded him and his sister seemed a logical objective, regardless of family ties. The fact that she was separated, had no partner, made him think she was a woman willing to have sex, which stimulated his imagination with scenes he supposed could lead to with her, which inevitably ended in torrents of semen expelled at the end of masturbation he did thinking about his sister.
For Mirtha, on the other hand, the presence of her brother began to change since the confidant she was initially to the man who was beside her and clearly desired her. She had noticed this more than once. Even the initial surprise when she heard him masturbating in the bathroom whispering her name quietly gave way to curiosity and unsatisfied desire, making her also imagine having sex with her brother, which made her reach for her hand to satisfy herself in the solitude of her bedroom.
It was evident that Mauro's suppositions were not mistaken, since his sister felt desirous of having a man, her body demanded it, and he was the only nearby one who could extract the unsatisfied desires from her body.
The desire was installed in Mirtha's mind, which was sure she had to take the initiative, given her brother's inexperience. A particularly hot afternoon, she went to her brother's bedroom with the pretext of asking for a magazine, but with the firm purpose of being possessed by him. Their mother had left the house all afternoon and the boy was sleeping peacefully. And she desired her brother now, because her body could no longer withstand desire and had to satisfy herself somehow.
She found him asleep on the bed and she woke him up. He sat up quickly, as if guessing that something important was about to happen. Mirtha also sat down, facing him. She crossed her legs but took care not to show anything yet. The conversation revolved around familiar and unimportant topics until she decided to take the bull by the horns.
From when do you masturbate?
Why do you say that? I don't do it
Don't lie, I've caught you several times in the bathroom
No...
And also in your bedroom
But...
And you use my bikinis that I leave to wash
It's because...
The boy was on the verge of tears, so he decided to give her confidence to avoid his plans being frustrated.
Don't be stupid, if I'm not challenging you. I only ask out of curiosity
Well...
Come on, don't be mean, tell me when you started masturbating
...since I got back from vacation
Didn't you before?
You weren't there
But don't you get hot with other girls?
They can't compare to you
Thanks, little brother
It's just the truth
What do you think about when you're doing it?
About me
Yes, I know. But what do you imagine doing with me?
Well, I think about your legs, your thighs...
Do you like them?
And while asking, Mirtha slowly opened her legs, showing her brother his thighs and at the end of these a white bikini whose fabric covered the package of her sex.
If...... You're exquisite
What else do you think about?
About your little thing when I smell your bikini
Do you like smelling it?
It's because I imagine the smell of your little thing
Mmmmm...
Without saying a word, Mirtha stretched out her legs, took off her bikini and handed it to her brother
Take it, smell it
Mmmmm. tasty
Does it get hot?
Very, very
Then do it in front of me
Mauro hesitated for a moment, but the situation was too obvious to ignore, so he decided, opened his pants and pulled out his tool, which he started massaging roughly. The presence of his sister, the bikini she... There had been, it was too much for his childish imagination and ended sooner than he would have wanted.
You're very rough, brother
Sorry...
There are more delicate ways to do it, more yummy
Mmmmm
Let me show you
And Mirtha took possession of her brother's tool and started massaging it smoothly, without stopping to look at him. Mauro was enchanted with his sister's work, which moved her fingers delicately above and below his piece of meat, which pulsed with desire. She brought her mouth to the head of the cock in her hands and opened her lips as if to swallow it, but didn't do so. It was an insinuation of what she intended to do later. But it was enough for poor Mauro, who came again this time in his sister's hand.
Do you see the difference?
You're right, it was much better
Now tell me, have you ever done it?
Never.
Would you like to do it?
But of course
The problem is that you finish very quickly
But I can hold on
I'll put you to the test. If you pass, we'll do it together
Ready, whatever you want
You're going to kiss my little thing and make me come without finishing yourself
Already
She opened her legs, exposing to her brother's view the beautiful spectacle of her pubic hair and kitty between her beautiful thighs. Her brother rushed desperately between Mirtha's legs and started sucking and kissing her vulva, which she moved with mastery, holding Mauro's head to guide him in his movements. The boy clung to her buttocks and started pumping in her love tunnel until she felt a surge of energy rising through her body that precipitated out as a torrent of vaginal juice, which flooded Mauro's mouth, surprising him so he could only try to swallow what he could.
Mirtha was more than satisfied with her brother's work and decided it was time to test her tool, so she made signs for him to get on top of her and with his hand grasped the piece of meat, which he directed towards the entrance of his love cave, from which still dripped drops of the effluence that his little brother had provoked.
Please don't finish too soon
I'm going to hold on as long as possible
I really wanted to feel a cock inside, so I want to enjoy it a lot
He put the cock at the entrance and instinctively his brother pushed until he lodged it completely. The girl started moving desperately, hugging her brother who was moving slowly, holding back desire for her to enjoy as much as possible, reaching the point where she would put her thoughts elsewhere so she could delay the arrival of the final orgasmic moment. She let go completely and lifted her legs onto the back of her brother, starting to gallop desperately, between cries of desire and joy.
Yes, little boy, yes
Take it, little girl, take it
You're so tasty, little boy
Do you like it?
Yes, I wanted you so much. Take me, take me.
Take it, little girl, take it
It's tasty, little boy. Take me
Yes, little girl yummy, yes
More hotel, more hotel, little boy tasty.
Do you feel it, little girl?
Yes, tasty, little boy. Ahhhhhhhhhh
Mirtha lost all composure, lifted her legs and in the midst of cries ended in a spectacular way, with strong shouts that revealed the state of agitation to which her brother had led her. Mauro was happy because he had managed to make her cum before he did, so he continued moving calmly, trying to enjoy fully each thrust and withdrawal. Her sister recovered later and delightedly checked that her little brother was still inserting and withdrawing his cock from inside her, so she gladly lent herself to second him.
Do you want to keep going?
Yes, little girl
Like this, my love, like this. Calmly.
Do you feel it as it enters and leaves?
It's exquisite, little girl
Do you like how I do it?
You're doing tasty, love. You're taking it very tasty
Do you like how I fuck you? You?
Siiiiii. Exquisite culeas.
I like to culearte, sister.
Yes, brother, culeame harto.
I am your brother who culeas you, sister.
Yes, brother, and I am your slut.
Yes, yummy slut. My sister slut.
Yes, your slut. Your hot slut.
Yes, hot slut. My hot sister. My slut.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Mirtha couldn't take it anymore, the heat that the coarse language was producing, and again gave her brother a blow job, as intense as the first one, with her legs up high and with out-of-tune screams that revealed the level of joy she had felt between her brother's arms, who, completely satisfied with what he had achieved with his sister, felt it was time and his movements became convulsive, desperate, in search of the longed-for orgasm.
Sister, now it's my turn.
Yes, mijito, finish inside your sister, the slut.
Yes, my slut, moaning while you fuck me more.
Do you like how your hot slut moves?
Yes, hot slut, yes, yummy. Ayyyyyyyyyyy.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
And both lay down on the bed, sweaty, embracing and fused in a passionate kiss.
After a while, already recovered from normal breathing, the brothers looked at each other, gave each other a kiss and went downstairs to wait for their mother who wouldn't be late.
-------------------
Finished confession, Mauro looked at his mother, who with glassy eyes due to the excitement caused by her son's story, wanted to know more.
But that wasn't the only time they did it, I imagine.
No, mom, that was just the beginning.
And do you still do it?
And with whom else do you think Mirtha will satisfy herself if not with me?
You're right. She's in the same situation as mine.
Correct. And I'm the man indicated to help both of them.
What you told me left me very excited.
Well, it's easy to fix that, don't you think?
Mmmmm, and it seems your tool is ready again Mami, for you I'll always be ready
Mauro put his mother on four feet and opened her legs, putting himself behind and his tool at the entrance of the maternal vulva. He grabbed Laura's breasts and pushed until his balls hit hers. And they started a movement of meta and saca where both put all their efforts.
You're exquisite, mami
Keep going, son, keep going. More
Take it, mami, take it
I love how you do it to me, love
You're so hot, mami. So hot
And you too, mijito. Hold me, hold me
Do you like strong words also?
Yes, love. I'm your slut
My slut, my hot slut
Siiiiiiiii, aghhhhhhhhhh
Laura finished while Mauro kept pumping in her interior, holding onto her breasts that he was squeezing between his hands as he put and took his cock out of the maternal vulva, while his mother's group moved uncontrollably, back and forth, as if searching for and fleeing from the piece of meat that implacably ended up lodged in the tunnel that welcomed it with joy. When they finished, amidst cries of deep excitement, Maura lay on her son's body, with her cock still sunk into him.
That night was intense and long for mother and son, but both knew they had to resolve something: the situation with Mirtha. And it was Laura who proposed that Mauro share her between them, after his son asked her to suck his cock, which she did with great pleasure, applying herself to give him the best blow job she ever gave in her life.
But Laura's proposal implied that Mirtha would find out what was between mother and son and accept it. And that could open a new front in their relationships, which Mauro immediately captured. And while he asked his mother to sit on top of him and let herself fall onto his tool, which looked defiant, he imagined the possibilities of a trio of mother and her two sons.
While holding onto the maternal breasts They climbed and descended as Laura's vulva sank onto her son's cock to reappear, in movements that became more uncontrolled each time. Mauro thought it wouldn't be hard to get his mother to accept participating in his plans. He wasn't sure about his sister's reaction, but if he handled things well, like he had so far, he believed everything could develop according to his desires.
When they finished and decided to rest for the rest of the night, Mauro proposed to his mother that she let him be alone with Mirtha on Sunday to explain everything, which she agreed to enthusiastically, unaware of the plans her son-lover had prepared.Continues...
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