Hello, today I wanted to share some experiences I've had with my biological mother. For me, it's quite confusing or rare, so I decided to share it with you all to see what you think. It all started six years ago when my parents got divorced. So, my mother stayed with my four younger brothers and I was alone. Literally, the only man my mother has had a relationship with is my father. To the point that her first kiss was with him. The separation took place at that point in adolescence where you're always up in the air. I was killing myself but nothing more. During the following years it was all normal, I was the man of the house, I'd fix things if they broke, etc. Getting to the point, which is what everyone wants. Last year I was 17, my mother 41. My three brothers visit their father's house every weekend since our parents got divorced, I never got along with him so I never went. Last year for some reason I started looking at my mother differently, I saw her as my mother but also started paying attention to her breasts, her ass too. I'll make a mental image. I'm 1.65 meters tall, normal build. My mother is 1.64 meters tall, she's fat but good-looking, has a belly but not too big, breasts that are slightly sagging but a fairly large butt.
She realized my gazes weren't intentional and would tease me with jokes like I'm glad I can still get looks. Not long after, I started masturbating thinking about her, imagining putting my penis in her vagina, her sucking it until she came in her mouth, sucking the hole through which I came out.
For a month, I was like that, between 2 and 4 wanks per night thinking about my mother. By then, I had noticed she was also looking at me sometimes, when I got out of the shower she'd look at me discreetly in my boxers. One night I dared to steal her used underwear from the laundry room. God, six wanks that night. I was quite crazy, and every night I'd steal her underwear to masturbate. A day that my brothers were not yet gone because they had gone to spend the weekend with our father, I could see her. She was washing clothes. But she smelled my boxers with great eagerness. After seeing that I decided to take another step. That night I took my mother's panties, masturbated until they were covered in semen and left them on my bed for my mother to find, at dawn I said goodbye and went where a friend all day. When I came back at night she acted as if nothing had happened, but when passing through her room I noticed that the boxers I had taken off that day were on her bed. When I entered my room I discovered that my mother not only took her panties that I had covered in semen, but also left others there, upon smelling them I realized she had used them.
Things went on like this for about two months. My father took my brothers away for a whole week because of the quarantine and couldn't come every weekend. That day I found my mother with a bottle of coffee liqueur. She said she bought it to drink one day when she got bored. With a little blackmail we started drinking and finished the whole bottle. She was drunk, but I was still conscious, she went to take a bath, I told her to let me know when she finished. Ten minutes passed when I knocked on the door, she answered that she was drying off, that when she got dressed I would let her in. I undressed and entered just like that. She didn't get angry, started making jokes I don't remember while hitting my big ass with my penis. I took a bath and when I came out she was on her bed, started calling me, when I went to her she asked us to watch TV together. I was almost in boxers, got close to her like that. In short, things heated up and we ended up screwing. I woke up the next day before her and left for my room. We haven't talked about it, I think she doesn't remember, but I do. I remember how she touched me, she laughed and made jokes, but I remember how she spoke dirty to me, forced me to masturbate, like I put my tongue in her chubby vagina, like I was screwing it. I think what turned me on the most in my head was the ending. I grabbed her hair and made her suck me, to all this she just kept asking for more, telling me to insult her and that's what I did. She came in my mouth and then we started kissing with our tongues making my semen pass between our mouths.
That's it, I wanted to get rid of this weight. What do you think about this? Am I a piece of shit? What am I doing?
She realized my gazes weren't intentional and would tease me with jokes like I'm glad I can still get looks. Not long after, I started masturbating thinking about her, imagining putting my penis in her vagina, her sucking it until she came in her mouth, sucking the hole through which I came out.
For a month, I was like that, between 2 and 4 wanks per night thinking about my mother. By then, I had noticed she was also looking at me sometimes, when I got out of the shower she'd look at me discreetly in my boxers. One night I dared to steal her used underwear from the laundry room. God, six wanks that night. I was quite crazy, and every night I'd steal her underwear to masturbate. A day that my brothers were not yet gone because they had gone to spend the weekend with our father, I could see her. She was washing clothes. But she smelled my boxers with great eagerness. After seeing that I decided to take another step. That night I took my mother's panties, masturbated until they were covered in semen and left them on my bed for my mother to find, at dawn I said goodbye and went where a friend all day. When I came back at night she acted as if nothing had happened, but when passing through her room I noticed that the boxers I had taken off that day were on her bed. When I entered my room I discovered that my mother not only took her panties that I had covered in semen, but also left others there, upon smelling them I realized she had used them.
Things went on like this for about two months. My father took my brothers away for a whole week because of the quarantine and couldn't come every weekend. That day I found my mother with a bottle of coffee liqueur. She said she bought it to drink one day when she got bored. With a little blackmail we started drinking and finished the whole bottle. She was drunk, but I was still conscious, she went to take a bath, I told her to let me know when she finished. Ten minutes passed when I knocked on the door, she answered that she was drying off, that when she got dressed I would let her in. I undressed and entered just like that. She didn't get angry, started making jokes I don't remember while hitting my big ass with my penis. I took a bath and when I came out she was on her bed, started calling me, when I went to her she asked us to watch TV together. I was almost in boxers, got close to her like that. In short, things heated up and we ended up screwing. I woke up the next day before her and left for my room. We haven't talked about it, I think she doesn't remember, but I do. I remember how she touched me, she laughed and made jokes, but I remember how she spoke dirty to me, forced me to masturbate, like I put my tongue in her chubby vagina, like I was screwing it. I think what turned me on the most in my head was the ending. I grabbed her hair and made her suck me, to all this she just kept asking for more, telling me to insult her and that's what I did. She came in my mouth and then we started kissing with our tongues making my semen pass between our mouths.
That's it, I wanted to get rid of this weight. What do you think about this? Am I a piece of shit? What am I doing?
6 comentários - My experience with my mom
No dejes pasar mucho tiempo y hablalo con ella (por lo menos, si no quieres volver a cogerla), porque sino ella se va a sentir muy mal (seguramente ya lo hace). Preocupate por sus sentimientos ya que sigue siendo tu madre despues de todo.