Following up on the saga of stories, I'm going to tell you what happened after that night when mom and I had sex face-to-face, although the whole truth hadn't been revealed yet, she still didn't know that mysterious lover from a few weeks ago was me. Leaving the link for previous stories in case you haven't read them.http://www.poringa.net/Andy__CARP/posts
Previous clarification: I won't put photos because they wouldn't be real, and in any case I'm a proponent of imagining the moment, although I respect those who ask me to put photos, but it's not my way of describing things, so I try to be detailed. As always, if you want to read about masturbation, I'll summarize the thing. My name is Andrés, I'm 21 years old. One day I saw my parents practicing cuckold where my dad's boss took my old lady in the middle. My mom is a 43-year-old brunette who carries her age very well and honestly she's a bombshell, besides being incredibly slutty (which I didn't know until that moment). In that context I put all my efforts into getting off with my mom without her knowing it was me, which I managed to do twice and it was incredible. After some time I could finally get off with her face uncovered, i.e., both of us knew who we were getting off with)That Wednesday after we had sex was quite unusual and almost didn't speak to each other, even when she got home from school, she was locked in her room and we didn't see each other until the next day.
By Thursday, things were more relaxed and at least she was living a normal life, doing household chores, going to the supermarket, etc.
Almost by midday, she says to me:
Mom: Do you have classes today?
Me: Yes, as always, why?
Mom: I was just asking.
And what time do you leave?
Me: I'll be late for sure.
Mom: Ahhh... okay
Me: But honestly, I don't feel like going.
Mom: And don't go, it's not a big deal, or is there something important?
Me: Honestly, nothing much, but it seems to me that I'm going to stay here and study if you don't mind, I don't know what you had planned for today.
Mom: Nothing unusual, just the usual things.
Me: Okay, if it doesn't bother you, I'll stay and study a bit.
Mom: Yes, yes, stay, besides, I don't want to be alone...
Me: Why? Is everything okay? Are you feeling something?
Mom: Yes, yes, everything's fine, it's just that I don't want to be alone anymore, like I start thinking about stupid things and I get upset.
Me: Uhhh, okay, I'll stay. Do you want to talk about something? You know you can tell me anything, ma.
Mom: No, nothing... let's take some mates in the afternoon if you want.
Me: Sííí, okay.
It passed midday without any major incidents, I studied for a bit during my nap and around 4 pm she told me to take some mates, which I agreed to.
We started drinking the mates and looked at TV without saying much, just making each other's company until I broke the silence.
Mom: Ma, don't take it badly or think anything weird is going on or that I'm looking for something, but since the other day after what happened you've gone back to wearing a bra. (she was looking at me attentively and I continued explaining). It's not that I don't want you to wear one, but I noticed you're super liberated and happy about it and I wouldn't like it if because of what happened now you'd get stuck on the topic of feeling free... nothing more than that.
(She hugged me affectionately and half between tears said) Mom: I appreciate your sincerity, but it seems like you're going overboard with the whole topic... and well, I don't want you to think anything about me.
Me: The only thing I'm thinking is that you're a fantastic woman in every way, nothing more than that, and since my generation has a slightly more open mind, if my mom can break those prejudices it makes me happy.
Mom: Okay, I'll take your words, but I don't know how to respond now.
(I hugged her consoling her and we kept drinking mate, sometimes more relaxed and sometimes more tense.)
Me: Do you want to tell me something? You seem a bit strange, wanting to talk but not daring...
Mom: Ugh... so many things I'd like to say but don't know how to express them.
Me: Okay, if you want. What happened the other night was beautiful and rare at the same time, do you agree?
Mom: Totally...
Me: Okay, on one hand and from my perspective, it was definitely the best sex of my life without a doubt, and on the other hand there's that taboo about who we are, don't you share?
Mom: Yeah, what happened was very nice but rare.
Me: I agree, but also think that if we didn't know each other it would have been something spectacular, unique... the connection, how well we got along, everything.
Mom: What do you want to get at with that?
Me: That family ties shouldn't influence or be determining, because in the end it was just sex and nothing more, we don't form a bond that goes beyond that, sex is sex and nothing more. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Mom: Yes, I understand, but I don't know if it's really like that, things get mixed up, crossed.
Me: Think of it this way, if we weren't talking about this topic right now, we'd be drinking mates normally or living our lives normally... then if we had sex and you can separate the emotional from the purely sexual, I don't see a problem (I wanted to justify the mental mess we both had).
Mom: No, I think about it and it makes me feel a bit bad.
Me: Okay... you told me the other day that you'd had relationships with others men, and I could interpret that Papa knows, that is to say they have an open relationship. Now, did you fall in love with those other men or was it just sex? Were there connections or was it just sex and nothing more than that?
Mama: Just sex.
Me: Perfect... and what's the difference between what happened the other day? Did we change something?
Mama: No... well, but I'm your mom and you're my son!!!
Me: Ah, but think that we were just lovers, there's nothing more to it, we'd enjoy the sex and then go back to normal life...
Mama: For... did you say we were lovers? Do you want to get back together?!?!
Me: Yes and no, it was hypothetical... I don't know if I would do it again.
Mama: Again with the ambiguous answers, is it yes or is it no...
Me: Okay, let me explain, I'm not thinking about getting back together, but maybe I would if it happened... I can't know the future...
Mama: Okay, let's leave it there.
Me: And you? Would you get back together?
Mama: No
Me: And if we weren't mother and son? Would you do it?
Mama: I don't know, we're mother and son so I can't tell you that.
Me: Okay okay, one more question... did you really enjoy it? Was it really something as exciting and hot as what happened to me?
Mama: Yes, I enjoyed it like few times in my life.
Me: Okay, let's keep watching TV better, does that sound good to you?
Mama: Yes
The day and the week were more than normal, we talked about any nonsense. The only thing different is that she didn't wear such tight pants anymore when she was in front of me and less often went without a bra.
A week later, with Papa at home after his trip, one day I sent a message to my mom from the supposed lover's cell phone.
Me: Hi slut, have you forgotten about me...
She gave me the cold shoulder and didn't answer. The following days I kept sending her messages and always did the same thing, she'd give me the cold shoulder until one day she replied Sorry, we can't keep going, I hope you know how to behave. I replied with Okay, all good, stay calm, I'm a gentleman. Since then she's blocked me because her profile disappeared. So my chances of getting with her again were practically impossible, although nothing is impossible in life they say.
Things kept improving between us, the mother-son relationship was getting better and she no longer looked at me with shame or hid her body from me. The pants got tighter, occasional hugs, cheek kisses, everything was normal, and if my obsession with getting with her had decreased a bit I recognize that sometimes I would get myself off thinking about that divine ass and remembering everything.
One Friday before I left for the university I said:
I: I'm not going home until Sunday, I'll sleep over at someone else's place.
Mama: And where are you going... if it can be known? (with a flirtatious face)
I: Hahaha, Noelia, my university roommate that I told you about before.
Mama: Epa!!!! Are you really leaving for the whole weekend?
I: Yeah, don't make me explain too much because I can't hahaha
Mama: I imagine... take several changes of clothes, that habit of wearing the same clothes for two days is disgusting.
I: I don't think I'll use much clothes.... hahaha
Mama: Hahaha and if not... at your age you spend more time naked than dressed... just take clothes
I: Yeah yeah, I'm not going away for a week.
Mama: And what about this girl? Is she your girlfriend? If you want to tell me, obviously.
I: No, the truth is we only get along in bed. We're friends with benefits, let's say.
Mama: Well, but who says...?
I: Hahahaha noooooo, we tried it before and it didn't work out, we don't get along at all except for that, everything else is a disaster.
Mama: Sometimes it happens, well just have fun and take care of yourself, please... that's all I ask...
I: Jaaaaaaa yes, be quiet ma.
She gave me a kiss and went back to her things and I to mine. That weekend I spent fucking with Noelia, but the images of mama kept coming up while I was with her. Sometimes they would make me get excited more than normal and others would bring me down. I returned on Sunday, my mom didn't tell me anything at all, the one who questioned me a bit was my old man (obviously laughing) but I wanted to investigate and obviously I didn't say anything, even when faced with persistence and recurring jokes it was my mom who cut him off saying leave him alone poor kid and she winked at me.
Everything passed normally until Wednesday of that week while I was studying as usual in the morning, my mom appeared asking if I wanted to take some mates. We sat on the couch and she wasn't saying anything, but it was noticeable that she was taking courage.
Me: what's up ma?
Mom: nothing why?
Me: you're noticing something...
Mom: no no, nothing
Me: come on, I know you, what's going on? Do we have a deal? I talk calmly with you, or not?
Mom: mmmm, well if so...
Me: okay then?
Mom: (a little doubtful) well, I was thinking, what do you think if I go without a bra? Will dad get mad?
Me: and why would he get mad? It's your body not his...
Mom: nose, because of what people will say, you see how people are very silly sometimes.
Me: yes, but in any case they'll say something about you, not him, the one who's going to walk around with her tits out is you...
Mom: jaaaa without a bra!!!!!
Me: okay good... Just look, there are lots of cuties walking around like that on the street.
Mom: if only, I'm going to think about it, it gives me a little shame too.
Me: unless you do this, come here to my house without a bra and get used to it, if it still seems weird to you then discard the idea and if not then take the risk.
Mom: maybe, but I don't know if your father will get mad or not, it makes me uncomfortable walking around like that in front of him.
Me: uhhh stop messing around as if you hadn't seen tits before... I suppose you've seen them, right? haha
Mom: but siiiiiiiiiiiiii haha don't be a jerk!! (gives me a playful punch on the shoulder)
Me: haha sorry sorry... okay then, unless you come here without a bra and when my dad gets home we'll see what happens.
Mom: that could work... do you mind? Because the one who's always here in the morning is you. problem by my part, that's it, those gray leggings if you don't put them on again jajajaja... I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back...
I threw that bomb and got up quickly and faced the bathroom as my mom was screaming stop stop because you're saying that, come here and see what you're doing
Then I went back to following the conversation, I just wanted to give her a few minutes to create suspense.
Mom: come here because you said that about the leggings?
Me: nothing ma, let it go, it was a joke
Mom: did you mean it, explain... we're going over the same thing again, can't you wear those leggings on the street?
Me: but nooooo... if you want to use them, fine, but if you want advice don't go out with that legging on the street because there you might get annoyed papa, unless he wants everyone to look at you, obviously, I don't know what's going on with you two....
Mom: let it go, it's not worth it, I don't know why you got this idea...
Me: you're crazy!!! Do one thing, put the leggings on now and walk to the corner or the bakery or somewhere, you'll see that I'm telling the truth, even the old lady who lives next door will look at you with desire jajajaja
She stayed silent for a few moments, thinking, I suppose, and then said accepted challenge. She quickly went to her room and a few minutes later appeared wearing the leggings in question.
Mom: and? how do you see me? (she gave a turn showing off the tremendous ass that the leggings were making)
Me: uhhhhhhh... it's worse than I remembered, don't go too far because of doubts
Mom: but don't be an exaggeration!!! Well, I'm going to take a walk around the block.
Me: stop, do like this, walk without a bra and then tell me if they looked more at you, whether it was your tits or your ass.
(I would have started obsessing over her again if I had seen her wearing those leggings again, my blood was starting to boil again).
(pauses for a few seconds and pulls off my bra and goes out onto the street, excited like a little girl)
It took about 15 minutes and she came back red-faced with a face full of happiness.
Me: and? are you already... by going to look for!!! Mom: you don't know!!! several stayed at the door looking at me!!!!
Me: seriously?!?! I told you bolu, they must have wanted to eat you raw
Mom: the loudmouths that touched me too.
Me: and the breasts? did they look at them?
Mom: it seems like not much... you were right, it's very hot the leggings.
(She was still agitated with emotion).
Me: I told you, it makes an impressive ass... well, you have an impressive ass and that legging highlights it...
Mom: well, more respect since you're my mother.
Me: haha paraaaaa was good vibes, besides it's the truth.
Mom: I need water...
(It went to the fridge and took a drink from the bottle while giving me her back. I didn't have a problem looking at her so I stayed hypnotized looking at her divine ass that those leggings made. She even noticed when she turned around).
Mom: well, okay, stop staring a little bit....
Me: uhhh sorry sorry, you can't not look, it's tempting badly.
(I had to take advantage of the moment, I could tell she was loose and free, like I could say anything without her getting embarrassed).
(Already approaching the couch again)
Mom: leave me alone, that girl Noelia must be divine, because even though they don't get along, they still keep having sex, you must really like it.
Me: well okay, but I assure you it's not the same... eye with respect I'm telling you this because you understand anyone after you...
Mom: Seriously, you can't compare a 20-year-old girl's booty to one of 43, don't joke...
Me: You don't have a booty like a woman of 43, know that, and no, there's no comparison, yours beats any that comes across it. Plus I'm telling you... doesn't forgive.
Mom: What is it? Tell me, I've already heard so many silly things from you today...
Me: no, seriously, you don't even come close, nose if you understand, I don't want to be rude either.
Mom: I don't believe you.
Me: but if you believed me!!! can I tell you without offending you?
Mom: yes, tell me
Me: look, in oral sex she gives you a huge advantage, vaginal pufff neither close nor let's talk about anal because it has to be a shot... and eye, that cutie 10 fuck compared to other girls I was with... Mom: that makes the experience, haha... Me: hahaha noooooo, you have a sex appeal that others don't have, really, your presence is different, I don't know how to explain it without getting it wrong. Mom: explain, already said so many bad things about my mom... Me: haha not bad things, nice things in any case Mom: put it down Me: what I'm saying is you're a complete woman in every sense, first you're very very beautiful, you have a great body, you dress well, you have grace, sensuality, just standing there doing nothing already sets fire to any man, and well, afterwards in action let's say it's something that can't be named, I had so much pleasure before, during, and after sex. The men with whom you had relationships must have gone crazy. Mom: you're making me blush. Me: did I get it wrong about the men with whom you had relationships going crazy over you? Mom: and... I think not, the truth is I don't remember any of them having a bad time. Me: besides if dad shares you surely he must need more than one man, you're too sexual mom, I'm telling you honestly. Mom: yes yes, I understand, too slutty for some... (she said with a disappointed face). Me: that's nonsense, the one who says it with bad intentions is probably a fool or a fool who doesn't enjoy sex, who doesn't dare to be free, or a badly caught one. Mom: and how do you know my father shares me with other men? I never told you... Me: you did tell me... well, you said you had sex with others and that dad knew, that would be sharing, I think it's called cuckold or something like that. Mom: mmmm, no, I don't know, we were swingers I think Me: do they exchange couples? Mom: not lately, at first yes Me: then they were swingers, now they're cuckolds haha... Mom: what a mess!! good for me to know, that's enough of that topic, it's not something to talk about with a kid... I: haha yeah the truth is if you're an old lady with those comments ma Mom: look at you, you're a son of a gun... you make me sad with my age. I: changing the subject, do you think you'll keep wearing that legging? Mom: No. Why? I: Because if you change it, I'm going to study, otherwise I'll stay here and not miss the show. (she hit me affectionately on the shoulder again) I: what, now the neighbors can see and I can't? Mom: that's right, go study, you want... I paid attention and went back to studying again, but it was all just a game, really. \\ That day passed normally, except that she wore no bra again, I suppose until my dad arrived, because when I got home from school she was wearing a bra and looser clothes. Lucky for me that week was the last of finals at school, and I could stay home all day now, even if it meant studying for finals. \\ A few days later, while I was studying in my room, Mom came in looking a bit upset and said how does this legging look? \\ When I turned around to look she did a quick half-turn. Although I didn't see much, almost died, she appeared with the same material legging but white! \\ I half-cut off told her I didn't really get how it looked... She looked at me like she didn't believe I hadn't seen it, but still turned around for about 5 seconds so I could give my opinion. \\ Those few but satisfying seconds were enough to speed up my heart badly. If the other legging made a divine ass, this one was on another level. Since it was white, the optical effect it generated was enormous, making her butt look fleshy and round, contouring her hips in an inexplicable way, I don't know how she did it, but it was even better than seeing her bare butt. Probably because the truth I don't know if you managed my body yet. She with her arms in jar apoyados on the crotch me says very naturally Mama: and? Don't you have anything to tell me about my new leggins? I: (with a voice terribly cut off and swallowing saliva) I don't know what you want me to say... Mama: What do I know, if it fits well, badly.... I: Seriously are you asking that?!?! Mama: And yes (in a mocking tone) I: It's the best ass I've ever seen in my life.... Mama: Don't joke, neither too much for me.... I: (with emphasis) Think what you want, but in my life I saw an ass so spectacular... Mama: (smiling with joy) Good thanks!!! I: (swallowing a bit of saliva and saying) And from now on uffff... Mama: What's there to go forward? I: Don't make yourself stupid.... Mama: Not seriously, what is it? (I didn't know if she was doing it on purpose or really didn't realize) I: It marks the word: pussy bad!!!! Mama: Ugh, does it look ugly? I: Seriously?, Stop joking, it's been weeks since I last put it and you're taking me for a fool... Mama: But not stupid, does it look bad? Does it mark much? I: It marks like hell, and it doesn't look bad at all, it's a temptation (I wasn't taking my eyes off her pubic area, I don't know if it was the thong or the leggins but the labia minora were separated badly, it seemed like she was splitting me in two). Mama: You're an exaggeration! And I have my eyes up here, baby... I: Seriously, leave me alone, I don't know if you're taking me for a fool or what with these questions. Mama: Foooo... I don't have anyone to ask these things, that's why I'm asking you I: Now am I your gay friend who gives his opinion on your clothes? Mama: Noooo because you decide that?!?! I: Seriously?!?! You're doing it like this, you know it drives anyone crazy and besides it's been weeks since we last had sex, seems intentional... seriously I'm telling you. Mama: Good, don't joke anymore, sorry if I offended gay friend.... I'm going to the Chinese place, do you want something? I: (thought about saying I want your ass slut but controlled myself): Are you going to the Chinese place?!?!!?!? Mama: Yes, what's there? Let's start again with That thing about not being able to leave dressed like that?!?!
Me: haha do what you want, but get ready for them to grab your ass on the street... at least!!
Mom: uhhh paraaaaa.....
Me: You don't know men, mom, or what you're generating with those pants.
Mom: well come with me like this and nothing will happen, okay? This way you'll take care of your mom.
(pauses for a few seconds and accepts her proposal)
Me: ok I'm going, but half a block behind you so I can laugh at the things they're going to say. (also I really wanted to keep looking at your ass, so if I went behind her the whole way, that's 7 blocks there and 7 back for admiring such majesty).
Mom: haha okay let's go.
We walked together on the first block, then I started falling behind like we agreed. It was impossible to take my eyes off her, and it wasn't just me, everyone would look at her as she passed by. Even some people would turn around shamelessly to look at her ass.
The funniest one was a vagrant who walked by, stopped, and stared at her without any shame, and when I was about to pass him he made signs like saying what a piece of ass (I suppose without knowing it was my mom carrying that incredible booty).
I called her on the phone while we kept walking and told her about all the people who would turn around or stare at her, even making bets when someone came from the front to see if they would turn around or not give her attention, while obviously we were laughing at the situation.
We arrived at the Chinese place and I stayed at the door looking. Since it's not very big and has a gate open in the front, I could see her almost all the time as she walked through the aisles. Everyone was looking at her, men, women, people of all ages. I suppose some with desire, others because it was a shame to be dressed like that, and others capable of envy, I don't know the reasons but everyone looked at her without hiding anything, even the Chinese owner stopped for a moment from his love for money to concentrate Looking at her ass.
For the way back home we went together and laughed about how most people pretended not to notice but still looked, and some didn't care and just stayed stuck looking at mom's split crotch through those leggings, and even though we weren't looking back it was sure that more than one had turned around to look at her rear.
When we got home, I barely closed the door when she let out a sigh
Mom: please!!!
Me: see!!! I told you I'd be late...
Mom: siiiiiiiiiiii...
Me: well then... (I bent down and looked closely at her butt)
Mom: what are you doing?
Me: no, everything's fine, I just wanted to see if they didn't rip your leggings with their gaze....
Mom: haha shut up!!!!
Me: crazy serious, almost gave several people a heart attack
Mom: haha let them look...
Me: this night the wife of more than one is going to have a pleasure thanks to you...
Mom: well then, let them thank me for it, I'm doing a service to the community haha
Me: haha... the problem are those who are alone, they're going to think about you and get hard haha
Mom: Are you leaving Noelia tonight? haha
Me: like you love sticking it to me.....
Mom: why? what did I do now?
Me: we broke up with Noe, she got turned on by a slacker so we cut it off.
Mom: ohhh, well then you're going to get another one...
Me: yeah, suppose so, but tonight I'm going to be in the second group's crew haha (giving her a hint that I'd be jerking off thinking about her)
(Mom stayed silent for a few seconds because she didn't understand at first and then hit me on the shoulder)
Mom: don't be a pig!!!
Me: what do you want me to do... I told you not to show those pants, it's your fault
Mom: baaaaastaaaaa (in a motherly tone)
Me: okay, if you don't want to know don't ask, then don't complain later.
(She started putting away the purchases and I said while going to my bedroom I'm going to study, and if you don't want to hear those things) Don't appear to me with those pants, seriously I'm telling you. She didn't answer anything and I went to the bedroom, hot like a pipe and a little down, I didn't want to jerk off, I wanted to fuck and I didn't have Noe anymore.
At midday she called me to lunch. When I got downstairs she was still dressed the same as before, in that white leggings and now without a bra too. The first thing I thought is what a slut's daughter, is this girl trying to tempt me on purpose or what?... I didn't know what to do, whether to advance her or not, I had a doubt that was eating away at me. I analyzed every word, every gesture to see if she gave me any signal but nothing convinced me, and those half-cut phrases that sometimes threw me off told me not to leave, that maybe she was doing all this to free herself, to feel good and nothing more. Besides, she had explained to me before that she couldn't get out of her mind that mother/son relationship.
Mom: Are you going to keep studying?
Me: No, I'm going to take a nap, I don't feel like studying today.
Mom: Okay okay, when do you think you'll wake up?
Me: No idea, whenever I wake up, I suppose...
Mom: You're very lazy. Don't you want us to go for a walk? It's nice outside.
Me: Jaaaaa... no, we went out today and it was enough, I just want to be alone for a bit.
Mom: Fooooo, I get bored at home by myself.
Me: And what do you want me to do, find something to do yourself?
Mom: Well, go to sleep then because you're in a bad mood since we got back from the Chinese place.
I looked at her with a face of get lost, you've heated up my cock and now you're getting offended, but I didn't say anything, gathered my plate and went to bed.
As I thought I would sleep for several hours I took off my pants and shirt, left just in my boxer shorts. I thought about different things, about the university, cuties, and ended up thinking about her again and fell asleep after a while.
It must have been an hour or so later when I woke up. When I opened my eyes I saw her standing next to my bed. I got a little excited, was startled at first to see someone... ahí.
I: what are you doing?!?!
Mom: I came to see if you didn't want to go for a walk... (her voice was noticeable, half-rare)
I was trying to wake up and realized I had my cock pressed against the boxer shorts. I covered myself up to the belly button with the sheet instinctively, because in reality it didn't bother me if she saw me and I said...
I: what are you doing here?
Mom: a little while ago.
I: were you looking at me?
She wasn't saying anything, just kept that half-rare face, like it was out of place. I looked her up and down, still without a bra and now with quite prominent nipples, and below those killer leggings, which on top of that made the word pussy even more noticeable from my position.
Still covered with the sheet, I got out of bed, freeing my hard cock, which made some kind of effect with the sheet, let's say. She was still silent and motionless in front of me, almost staring at where my cock was.
I: I'm like this for you... If you want to look, I don't have a problem, but it's your decision.
The atmosphere was tense, neither of us said anything, she kept looking fixedly at my cock and I alternated between her pussy, her tits, and her eyes. I suppose they must have been crossing a thousand things in their head, all that taboo, those moral dilemmas, so I didn't want to pressure them with words or try to convince them of anything.
I: I'm going back to sleep, if you want to stay, it's fine by me.
I put my arms behind my neck and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep although it was impossible, but I wanted to convey serenity, or that false impression that nothing mattered if something happened or not, that everything was fine.
The cock, of course, still bonnered and the sheet started to get wet from the pre-seminal liquid that was becoming more present little by little.
I don't know how much time passed, it seemed like hours but couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes until I felt the sheet starting to slide down very slowly. I was still with my eyes closed, I was trying to see her face but didn't want to ruin everything by making her nervous. The sheet stopped at my knees, leaving my cock completely exposed and at her mercy, but I didn't feel her approaching or doing anything. Maybe a few minutes passed like that, with nothing happening, but I felt her presence there, so she hadn't left. I opened my eyes a little and saw her standing in the same position as before. Focused a bit more and started to make out what was going on. She was staring fixedly at my cock, while with one hand massaging her breasts over the sweater and with the other rubbing her pussy over the leggings. She was masturbating, or at least trying, looking at my cock. I grabbed my cock and started moving it very slowly up and down, like masturbating too, which made the glans go in and out of the foreskin. She responded to that movement by biting her lips, sinking her fingers a little deeper into her pussy and squeezing her breasts harder. I decided to make a move, thought it was now or never, but my timing was clearly off. When I made a minimum movement to sit up, she automatically stopped touching herself. Although she left her hands where they were, they didn't move again, that is, she stopped masturbating, but didn't run away, which was a good sign that I had a second chance. I kept the semi-masturbatory movement going, but she didn't start again, even looking at me more with her eyes than anything else. I thought for a few seconds about what to do, whether to go back to those previous moments or rush things and get myself in trouble, and then it occurred to me to cover my face to see what was happening. I stretched out my arm, grabbed a nearby sweater and put it over my face so she wouldn't see me, but would only see a naked body and nothing more. Time passed, like I said before, it seemed like hours but were minutes, in the What I didn't know was happening. I didn't know if she was still there, doing nothing, if she had touched herself again, or if she had left and I was jerking off like a fool all by myself. My desperation to know what was happening got worse, I was starting to get more nervous, I wanted to open my eyes and look, I wanted to talk, say something. Everything was going through my head, on one hand the impressive heat I had and on the other that uncertainty of not knowing what was happening, if my plan had worked or not. In a moment I heard a saving sound, that beautiful onomatopoeia that gave me an indication that she was passing from the other side of the curtain. Although it was very low, I could hear some constant moans with Mama's sweet voice. The relief I felt was indescribable, it was healing, hopeful, and I knew what was happening, but it turned my soul back to my body and pleasure to my cock, because the truth is she wasn't doing well before. After that momentary joy started flying in my head what the hell to do... I was advancing again with the risk of screwing up or waiting for her to advance, which could never happen and end everything with a masturbation without even seeing her. I decided on the first option, if nothing was going to happen because I had played it and not because I was waiting without doing anything. I slowly opened my eyes running along the curtain and saw her again, this time she didn't get scared... maybe she was hotter than before, or maybe she had crossed that threshold of shame and prejudice. You could tell she was looser, freer, hotter and more decided, maybe to finish what she had started, because honestly it was all started by her. Her hands weren't just exploring her intimate parts with more enthusiasm, but also her body accompanied the masturbation, that is, she moved a little, and something I thought fundamental to know her state was her left hand holding her breasts. She wasn't on the curtain anymore, but she was doing it Underneath, which added to those light but constant moans gave me a clear perspective that I had to move forward.
Very soft, I started to get up and lie next to her. In that movement, what I expected happened; she stopped moving, no longer masturbating, but still with her hands in each place. She looked at me with a mix of shame, heat, and doubt, probably knowing that it was about to happen. Although there was time to turn back, we both wanted it to happen.
I grabbed the shirt I had covered my face with and passed it over her head, making a kind of blindfold by covering her eyes so she couldn't see me and finally allowing her to release her sensations like before.
Neither of us said anything, but our bodily gestures told me that I was allowed to continue. I could still feel her nervousness, not from shame, but from the heat. That sensation of being expectant about what was about to happen. She bit her lower lip again, a clear symptom of heat, and I very softly placed my hand on her stomach and started moving slowly up to her breasts, which I caressed for a moment before continuing towards her neck.
I wanted to seduce her, excite her slowly. With one hand on her waist and the other holding her cheek, I brought my mouth close to hers and we started kissing very slowly at first, then devouring each other's mouths wildly. My right hand returned to caressing her breasts, not softly this time, but with desire, touching her soft skin over the shirt as before, while the passionate kisses accompanied the scene.
Her hand quickly and skillfully found my cock, grabbing it with force and starting to move it eagerly, and my left hand, which was on her waist, finally started to grab her ass eagerly. Between kisses, we heard our moans and accelerated breathing. The I grabbed her arm tightly and with a movement made her lean against the wall with her back to it. She let out a moan of approval and remained with her hands on the wall, giving me her back and arching her back to pull her ass.
Again I was treated to that tremendous ass, divided by those leggings, but I didn't enjoy it much with my eyes, almost immediately I got stuck to her and grabbed her ass tightly with both hands, starting to rub it like a madman. She moaned and moved her ass, and each time she stopped me more...
I grabbed my cock and shoved it right between the crack of her ass, running my hand through her hair while enjoying squeezing her tits and giving her kisses on the back of her neck and throat.
We were both letting out those deep groans of pleasure, those ohhh... we were really hot. I had one hand holding onto her hair and pressed her face against the wall, rubbing my cock over her leggings, which must have left it all stained for sure. She opened her legs wider each time and followed my movements.
At one point she said something, but very quietly, or maybe I wasn't listening because of the craziness. I didn't pay attention and kept going with the humping until she said it a little louder and with more desire I want cock... I heard...
I leaned in to her ear and said Do you want to suck my cock? She answered by moving her head, making a round yes.
Now the one against the wall was me, leaning on it and she knelt down in front of me, just a few centimeters from my cock.
She didn't hesitate or take long to put as much of it in her mouth as possible. I let her do everything, I didn't want to interfere with anything, besides it was making an incredible blow job!!! The only thing I did was moan like crazy and look at her while she sucked my cock.
At one point she stopped blowing me and with a soft touch untied the knot of the shirt that covered her eyes and let it fall to the floor. She looked at me with a hot, sexy, slutty face and ate my cock again. I let out a loud ... Ahhhhhhhhh and I kept enjoying the blow job.
She was very lively and experienced and told me in a moment: Mama, don't stop yet.
I: (with a cut-off voice) then what?
She immediately stopped sucking me off, stood up, and gave me a beautiful ride, took off her sweater, leaving her tits out in the air, and said with a playful tone do I have to take my leggings off?
I looked at her smiling, turned her around, and almost threw her onto my bed.
I: get on top of me, beautiful.
Mama: mmmmmm
She listened to me and got on top of me with her legs barely open and moving slowly, as if she was calling me to dive in. I started to lower her leggings slowly, and that beautiful, striking, and round ass appeared in front of me, with a white dental floss thong lost in the middle of her buttocks...
I: uhhhhhhh please!!!!
Mama: (moving it slowly) do you like it?
I: it drives me crazy!!!
I started to nibble and kiss her buttocks while she was rubbing them eagerly. I miss your tongue she said... so I got down on my knees in front of her ass, pulled out the thong from the depths of her buttocks, leaving it on one side, and told her I'm going to eat all your momma and opened up her buttocks, started eating her pussy and ass literally.
The desire to eat her was incredible, and so was hers because she didn't stop moaning, screaming, and asking for more and more.
I put my tongue in every direction; I could have stayed like that for hours, but it was interrupted, and she said put it in me, I can't take it anymore. Like a good obedient boy (lie, I wanted to get her again) I got behind her, supported myself with my cock, and slowly started enjoying her, holding her buttocks tightly.
Please, what pleasure!!! What I missed about that wet, hot, and sucking pussy she has. We were moaning like crazy, having a beautiful, epic sex session, it was like that sex of reunion that knows better until the first because the desires are greater, besides it had been weeks since nothing happened to neither of us (because my old man, I found out later, didn't get it, he's an idiot but that's his problem).
I was pumping her vagina harder and deeper every time, making her scream and beg for more while she clung to the sheets as if she were about to fall into an abyss.
Mama: yes yes give it to meeeee (she was totally turned on)... FUERTEEEEEEEEEEE
(I was penetrating her with fury, passion, morbidness, everything)
I: do you like my cock, ma, do you like?
Mama: SIIIIIIIIIIII
I: make yourself cummmmmm (I penetrated her very deeply and left it inside for a few seconds until I pulled it out almost entirely and then pushed it back in to the bottom).
Mama: seeeeeeeeeeee come on like this, come onnnnnnnnnn...
It was total madness, me telling my mom to eat herself out and her asking for more cock, what a delirium.
I: I'm done, I'm all done, I'll fill you up with cum, you daughter of a whore.
Mama: seeeeeeeeee seeeeeeeeee finish me off...
I gave it a few more pumps and leaving my cock entirely inside her, I started filling her up with cum slowly. She stayed quiet receiving all my semen while I moved very slowly and held onto her ass.
We had just had sex. I stayed inside her for a few minutes and then pulled out very slowly. She leaned her face on the bed, still more relaxed, and I was standing there looking at her open and wet pussy from which a river of semen started to flow down onto my bed.
I gave her a slap on the butt and said:
I: Mom, you're squirting cum, haha.
Mama: haha, stupid, put it in me like that so I can stop squirting...
I: the cock?
Mama: yes, it's going to be, give it to me now.
I didn't understand but I did as she said and put my cock, which was a bit less hard, into her pussy for a few more minutes until she said okay, look now. I pulled out again and she was right, the cum stopped flowing.
I: what's up? screw me, don't let it drip anymore... Mom: no, she already went inside my love... you never did that?!?! Me: nooooooooooooo jaaaaaaaaaaaa, what good technique... Mom: you lack street smarts... Me: and does it work through the ass too? Mom: sometimes yes, sometimes no, the ass is a mystery haha Me: daughter of!!! we have to try then haha Mom: okay but give me some time, I'm already experienced now.... Me: yeah yeah, calm down, let's rest. Do you want something to drink? Mom: what can I do? Me: maaaaaaa jajajaja, when you want it, do you want it now? You'll get everything... Mom: no no, wait a minute. Bring me water if you want. I went to get water and when I came back mom was already lying on my bed, looking at me with tenderness and caressing my face, then she started talking again Mom: what do you think about all this? Me: I love it... Mom: but don't you think it's wrong? It's weird? Me: look, I told you I don't think that way, when you leave my room you'll be my mom again, nothing more than that. Mom: when will you leave? And while you're in here? Me: you'll be my goddess of sex... don't take offense, it's on the wave, you'll be my beautiful slut. She looked at me and gave me a little kiss, a friendly but not motherly one, more like a woman's. It didn't end there, after some minutes we started caressing each other again and talking Mom: seriously do you want to take it? Me: haha... capable, I don't know, what else can I propose? Mom: uff... I think we both know how I'd like to keep going... Me: suppose you're talking about my tiny ass Mom: jajaja good, if you treat it with care maybe she'll let you play for a while... you know that with that thing of yours it's not so fast. Me: jajaja... you know that affection won't be lacking (I stuck out my tongue like I was licking something) Mom: mmmmmm..... that playful tongue of yours (she also stuck out her tongue like she was licking something). Me: what's up with that tongue? Come on...
Playful too? Mom: a little... but leaves room for tiny ass, she's already played with it for a while.
Me: and don't you have some comforters like that to give everyone a good time?
(She looked at me laughing with a mischievous face)
Mom: and do you dare let them be here?
Me: obvious, because not...
Mom: well, look at the second right drawer of the dresser, this is my sexy lingerie and behind several toys, look who invites has several jeje.
Me: am I going?
Mom: yes, because if I leave it will stop being your slut, so for a little while you'll have to keep me here... come on (gave me another pinch and pushed me).
I almost ran out of excitement because she said she didn't want to go like that and I would still be her slut for a little longer. I searched in the drawer she told me. Besides having a lot of thongs, stockings, and other things I don't know how to call them and looked at them half quickly but they were spectacular, there was an arsenal of comforters!!! Easy had 4 cock-shaped ones directly, one quite big besides, and then there were anal plugs (which I had already seen how it fit one) and two unusual comforters.
I grabbed the 4 cock-shaped ones and ran to my bedroom. When she saw me enter with them she started laughing badly.
Mom: what do you want to do, an orgy?!?!?! haha
Me: haha no no, brought you here so you can choose...
Mom: there, little one... choose one and that's it, it's just for playing a while.
Me: no no, today we're going to fulfill your fantasy slut.
(She thought)
Mom: what fantasy?
Me: of wanting 3 cocks at the same time... don't you remember?
Mom: ahhhh that one... well, but they're not real, it's not the same.
Me: uhhh, well, I don't know, no 3 dildos for you.
Mom: haha come lie down with me, my one will do and there will be enough.
I left the comforters on the lamp table, got into bed and we started having sex first and then she went to suck me off to make it hard, which didn't cost her much.
In another story I'll tell what happened afterwards, but as an advance, all the holes were occupied, between meat and plastic we threw a nice party to the mom's slut.
Previous clarification: I won't put photos because they wouldn't be real, and in any case I'm a proponent of imagining the moment, although I respect those who ask me to put photos, but it's not my way of describing things, so I try to be detailed. As always, if you want to read about masturbation, I'll summarize the thing. My name is Andrés, I'm 21 years old. One day I saw my parents practicing cuckold where my dad's boss took my old lady in the middle. My mom is a 43-year-old brunette who carries her age very well and honestly she's a bombshell, besides being incredibly slutty (which I didn't know until that moment). In that context I put all my efforts into getting off with my mom without her knowing it was me, which I managed to do twice and it was incredible. After some time I could finally get off with her face uncovered, i.e., both of us knew who we were getting off with)That Wednesday after we had sex was quite unusual and almost didn't speak to each other, even when she got home from school, she was locked in her room and we didn't see each other until the next day.
By Thursday, things were more relaxed and at least she was living a normal life, doing household chores, going to the supermarket, etc.
Almost by midday, she says to me:
Mom: Do you have classes today?
Me: Yes, as always, why?
Mom: I was just asking.
And what time do you leave?
Me: I'll be late for sure.
Mom: Ahhh... okay
Me: But honestly, I don't feel like going.
Mom: And don't go, it's not a big deal, or is there something important?
Me: Honestly, nothing much, but it seems to me that I'm going to stay here and study if you don't mind, I don't know what you had planned for today.
Mom: Nothing unusual, just the usual things.
Me: Okay, if it doesn't bother you, I'll stay and study a bit.
Mom: Yes, yes, stay, besides, I don't want to be alone...
Me: Why? Is everything okay? Are you feeling something?
Mom: Yes, yes, everything's fine, it's just that I don't want to be alone anymore, like I start thinking about stupid things and I get upset.
Me: Uhhh, okay, I'll stay. Do you want to talk about something? You know you can tell me anything, ma.
Mom: No, nothing... let's take some mates in the afternoon if you want.
Me: Sííí, okay.
It passed midday without any major incidents, I studied for a bit during my nap and around 4 pm she told me to take some mates, which I agreed to.
We started drinking the mates and looked at TV without saying much, just making each other's company until I broke the silence.
Mom: Ma, don't take it badly or think anything weird is going on or that I'm looking for something, but since the other day after what happened you've gone back to wearing a bra. (she was looking at me attentively and I continued explaining). It's not that I don't want you to wear one, but I noticed you're super liberated and happy about it and I wouldn't like it if because of what happened now you'd get stuck on the topic of feeling free... nothing more than that.
(She hugged me affectionately and half between tears said) Mom: I appreciate your sincerity, but it seems like you're going overboard with the whole topic... and well, I don't want you to think anything about me.
Me: The only thing I'm thinking is that you're a fantastic woman in every way, nothing more than that, and since my generation has a slightly more open mind, if my mom can break those prejudices it makes me happy.
Mom: Okay, I'll take your words, but I don't know how to respond now.
(I hugged her consoling her and we kept drinking mate, sometimes more relaxed and sometimes more tense.)
Me: Do you want to tell me something? You seem a bit strange, wanting to talk but not daring...
Mom: Ugh... so many things I'd like to say but don't know how to express them.
Me: Okay, if you want. What happened the other night was beautiful and rare at the same time, do you agree?
Mom: Totally...
Me: Okay, on one hand and from my perspective, it was definitely the best sex of my life without a doubt, and on the other hand there's that taboo about who we are, don't you share?
Mom: Yeah, what happened was very nice but rare.
Me: I agree, but also think that if we didn't know each other it would have been something spectacular, unique... the connection, how well we got along, everything.
Mom: What do you want to get at with that?
Me: That family ties shouldn't influence or be determining, because in the end it was just sex and nothing more, we don't form a bond that goes beyond that, sex is sex and nothing more. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Mom: Yes, I understand, but I don't know if it's really like that, things get mixed up, crossed.
Me: Think of it this way, if we weren't talking about this topic right now, we'd be drinking mates normally or living our lives normally... then if we had sex and you can separate the emotional from the purely sexual, I don't see a problem (I wanted to justify the mental mess we both had).
Mom: No, I think about it and it makes me feel a bit bad.
Me: Okay... you told me the other day that you'd had relationships with others men, and I could interpret that Papa knows, that is to say they have an open relationship. Now, did you fall in love with those other men or was it just sex? Were there connections or was it just sex and nothing more than that?
Mama: Just sex.
Me: Perfect... and what's the difference between what happened the other day? Did we change something?
Mama: No... well, but I'm your mom and you're my son!!!
Me: Ah, but think that we were just lovers, there's nothing more to it, we'd enjoy the sex and then go back to normal life...
Mama: For... did you say we were lovers? Do you want to get back together?!?!
Me: Yes and no, it was hypothetical... I don't know if I would do it again.
Mama: Again with the ambiguous answers, is it yes or is it no...
Me: Okay, let me explain, I'm not thinking about getting back together, but maybe I would if it happened... I can't know the future...
Mama: Okay, let's leave it there.
Me: And you? Would you get back together?
Mama: No
Me: And if we weren't mother and son? Would you do it?
Mama: I don't know, we're mother and son so I can't tell you that.
Me: Okay okay, one more question... did you really enjoy it? Was it really something as exciting and hot as what happened to me?
Mama: Yes, I enjoyed it like few times in my life.
Me: Okay, let's keep watching TV better, does that sound good to you?
Mama: Yes
The day and the week were more than normal, we talked about any nonsense. The only thing different is that she didn't wear such tight pants anymore when she was in front of me and less often went without a bra.
A week later, with Papa at home after his trip, one day I sent a message to my mom from the supposed lover's cell phone.
Me: Hi slut, have you forgotten about me...
She gave me the cold shoulder and didn't answer. The following days I kept sending her messages and always did the same thing, she'd give me the cold shoulder until one day she replied Sorry, we can't keep going, I hope you know how to behave. I replied with Okay, all good, stay calm, I'm a gentleman. Since then she's blocked me because her profile disappeared. So my chances of getting with her again were practically impossible, although nothing is impossible in life they say.
Things kept improving between us, the mother-son relationship was getting better and she no longer looked at me with shame or hid her body from me. The pants got tighter, occasional hugs, cheek kisses, everything was normal, and if my obsession with getting with her had decreased a bit I recognize that sometimes I would get myself off thinking about that divine ass and remembering everything.
One Friday before I left for the university I said:
I: I'm not going home until Sunday, I'll sleep over at someone else's place.
Mama: And where are you going... if it can be known? (with a flirtatious face)
I: Hahaha, Noelia, my university roommate that I told you about before.
Mama: Epa!!!! Are you really leaving for the whole weekend?
I: Yeah, don't make me explain too much because I can't hahaha
Mama: I imagine... take several changes of clothes, that habit of wearing the same clothes for two days is disgusting.
I: I don't think I'll use much clothes.... hahaha
Mama: Hahaha and if not... at your age you spend more time naked than dressed... just take clothes
I: Yeah yeah, I'm not going away for a week.
Mama: And what about this girl? Is she your girlfriend? If you want to tell me, obviously.
I: No, the truth is we only get along in bed. We're friends with benefits, let's say.
Mama: Well, but who says...?
I: Hahahaha noooooo, we tried it before and it didn't work out, we don't get along at all except for that, everything else is a disaster.
Mama: Sometimes it happens, well just have fun and take care of yourself, please... that's all I ask...
I: Jaaaaaaa yes, be quiet ma.
She gave me a kiss and went back to her things and I to mine. That weekend I spent fucking with Noelia, but the images of mama kept coming up while I was with her. Sometimes they would make me get excited more than normal and others would bring me down. I returned on Sunday, my mom didn't tell me anything at all, the one who questioned me a bit was my old man (obviously laughing) but I wanted to investigate and obviously I didn't say anything, even when faced with persistence and recurring jokes it was my mom who cut him off saying leave him alone poor kid and she winked at me.
Everything passed normally until Wednesday of that week while I was studying as usual in the morning, my mom appeared asking if I wanted to take some mates. We sat on the couch and she wasn't saying anything, but it was noticeable that she was taking courage.
Me: what's up ma?
Mom: nothing why?
Me: you're noticing something...
Mom: no no, nothing
Me: come on, I know you, what's going on? Do we have a deal? I talk calmly with you, or not?
Mom: mmmm, well if so...
Me: okay then?
Mom: (a little doubtful) well, I was thinking, what do you think if I go without a bra? Will dad get mad?
Me: and why would he get mad? It's your body not his...
Mom: nose, because of what people will say, you see how people are very silly sometimes.
Me: yes, but in any case they'll say something about you, not him, the one who's going to walk around with her tits out is you...
Mom: jaaaa without a bra!!!!!
Me: okay good... Just look, there are lots of cuties walking around like that on the street.
Mom: if only, I'm going to think about it, it gives me a little shame too.
Me: unless you do this, come here to my house without a bra and get used to it, if it still seems weird to you then discard the idea and if not then take the risk.
Mom: maybe, but I don't know if your father will get mad or not, it makes me uncomfortable walking around like that in front of him.
Me: uhhh stop messing around as if you hadn't seen tits before... I suppose you've seen them, right? haha
Mom: but siiiiiiiiiiiiii haha don't be a jerk!! (gives me a playful punch on the shoulder)
Me: haha sorry sorry... okay then, unless you come here without a bra and when my dad gets home we'll see what happens.
Mom: that could work... do you mind? Because the one who's always here in the morning is you. problem by my part, that's it, those gray leggings if you don't put them on again jajajaja... I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back...
I threw that bomb and got up quickly and faced the bathroom as my mom was screaming stop stop because you're saying that, come here and see what you're doing
Then I went back to following the conversation, I just wanted to give her a few minutes to create suspense.
Mom: come here because you said that about the leggings?
Me: nothing ma, let it go, it was a joke
Mom: did you mean it, explain... we're going over the same thing again, can't you wear those leggings on the street?
Me: but nooooo... if you want to use them, fine, but if you want advice don't go out with that legging on the street because there you might get annoyed papa, unless he wants everyone to look at you, obviously, I don't know what's going on with you two....
Mom: let it go, it's not worth it, I don't know why you got this idea...
Me: you're crazy!!! Do one thing, put the leggings on now and walk to the corner or the bakery or somewhere, you'll see that I'm telling the truth, even the old lady who lives next door will look at you with desire jajajaja
She stayed silent for a few moments, thinking, I suppose, and then said accepted challenge. She quickly went to her room and a few minutes later appeared wearing the leggings in question.
Mom: and? how do you see me? (she gave a turn showing off the tremendous ass that the leggings were making)
Me: uhhhhhhh... it's worse than I remembered, don't go too far because of doubts
Mom: but don't be an exaggeration!!! Well, I'm going to take a walk around the block.
Me: stop, do like this, walk without a bra and then tell me if they looked more at you, whether it was your tits or your ass.
(I would have started obsessing over her again if I had seen her wearing those leggings again, my blood was starting to boil again).
(pauses for a few seconds and pulls off my bra and goes out onto the street, excited like a little girl)
It took about 15 minutes and she came back red-faced with a face full of happiness.
Me: and? are you already... by going to look for!!! Mom: you don't know!!! several stayed at the door looking at me!!!!
Me: seriously?!?! I told you bolu, they must have wanted to eat you raw
Mom: the loudmouths that touched me too.
Me: and the breasts? did they look at them?
Mom: it seems like not much... you were right, it's very hot the leggings.
(She was still agitated with emotion).
Me: I told you, it makes an impressive ass... well, you have an impressive ass and that legging highlights it...
Mom: well, more respect since you're my mother.
Me: haha paraaaaa was good vibes, besides it's the truth.
Mom: I need water...
(It went to the fridge and took a drink from the bottle while giving me her back. I didn't have a problem looking at her so I stayed hypnotized looking at her divine ass that those leggings made. She even noticed when she turned around).
Mom: well, okay, stop staring a little bit....
Me: uhhh sorry sorry, you can't not look, it's tempting badly.
(I had to take advantage of the moment, I could tell she was loose and free, like I could say anything without her getting embarrassed).
(Already approaching the couch again)
Mom: leave me alone, that girl Noelia must be divine, because even though they don't get along, they still keep having sex, you must really like it.
Me: well okay, but I assure you it's not the same... eye with respect I'm telling you this because you understand anyone after you...
Mom: Seriously, you can't compare a 20-year-old girl's booty to one of 43, don't joke...
Me: You don't have a booty like a woman of 43, know that, and no, there's no comparison, yours beats any that comes across it. Plus I'm telling you... doesn't forgive.
Mom: What is it? Tell me, I've already heard so many silly things from you today...
Me: no, seriously, you don't even come close, nose if you understand, I don't want to be rude either.
Mom: I don't believe you.
Me: but if you believed me!!! can I tell you without offending you?
Mom: yes, tell me
Me: look, in oral sex she gives you a huge advantage, vaginal pufff neither close nor let's talk about anal because it has to be a shot... and eye, that cutie 10 fuck compared to other girls I was with... Mom: that makes the experience, haha... Me: hahaha noooooo, you have a sex appeal that others don't have, really, your presence is different, I don't know how to explain it without getting it wrong. Mom: explain, already said so many bad things about my mom... Me: haha not bad things, nice things in any case Mom: put it down Me: what I'm saying is you're a complete woman in every sense, first you're very very beautiful, you have a great body, you dress well, you have grace, sensuality, just standing there doing nothing already sets fire to any man, and well, afterwards in action let's say it's something that can't be named, I had so much pleasure before, during, and after sex. The men with whom you had relationships must have gone crazy. Mom: you're making me blush. Me: did I get it wrong about the men with whom you had relationships going crazy over you? Mom: and... I think not, the truth is I don't remember any of them having a bad time. Me: besides if dad shares you surely he must need more than one man, you're too sexual mom, I'm telling you honestly. Mom: yes yes, I understand, too slutty for some... (she said with a disappointed face). Me: that's nonsense, the one who says it with bad intentions is probably a fool or a fool who doesn't enjoy sex, who doesn't dare to be free, or a badly caught one. Mom: and how do you know my father shares me with other men? I never told you... Me: you did tell me... well, you said you had sex with others and that dad knew, that would be sharing, I think it's called cuckold or something like that. Mom: mmmm, no, I don't know, we were swingers I think Me: do they exchange couples? Mom: not lately, at first yes Me: then they were swingers, now they're cuckolds haha... Mom: what a mess!! good for me to know, that's enough of that topic, it's not something to talk about with a kid... I: haha yeah the truth is if you're an old lady with those comments ma Mom: look at you, you're a son of a gun... you make me sad with my age. I: changing the subject, do you think you'll keep wearing that legging? Mom: No. Why? I: Because if you change it, I'm going to study, otherwise I'll stay here and not miss the show. (she hit me affectionately on the shoulder again) I: what, now the neighbors can see and I can't? Mom: that's right, go study, you want... I paid attention and went back to studying again, but it was all just a game, really. \\ That day passed normally, except that she wore no bra again, I suppose until my dad arrived, because when I got home from school she was wearing a bra and looser clothes. Lucky for me that week was the last of finals at school, and I could stay home all day now, even if it meant studying for finals. \\ A few days later, while I was studying in my room, Mom came in looking a bit upset and said how does this legging look? \\ When I turned around to look she did a quick half-turn. Although I didn't see much, almost died, she appeared with the same material legging but white! \\ I half-cut off told her I didn't really get how it looked... She looked at me like she didn't believe I hadn't seen it, but still turned around for about 5 seconds so I could give my opinion. \\ Those few but satisfying seconds were enough to speed up my heart badly. If the other legging made a divine ass, this one was on another level. Since it was white, the optical effect it generated was enormous, making her butt look fleshy and round, contouring her hips in an inexplicable way, I don't know how she did it, but it was even better than seeing her bare butt. Probably because the truth I don't know if you managed my body yet. She with her arms in jar apoyados on the crotch me says very naturally Mama: and? Don't you have anything to tell me about my new leggins? I: (with a voice terribly cut off and swallowing saliva) I don't know what you want me to say... Mama: What do I know, if it fits well, badly.... I: Seriously are you asking that?!?! Mama: And yes (in a mocking tone) I: It's the best ass I've ever seen in my life.... Mama: Don't joke, neither too much for me.... I: (with emphasis) Think what you want, but in my life I saw an ass so spectacular... Mama: (smiling with joy) Good thanks!!! I: (swallowing a bit of saliva and saying) And from now on uffff... Mama: What's there to go forward? I: Don't make yourself stupid.... Mama: Not seriously, what is it? (I didn't know if she was doing it on purpose or really didn't realize) I: It marks the word: pussy bad!!!! Mama: Ugh, does it look ugly? I: Seriously?, Stop joking, it's been weeks since I last put it and you're taking me for a fool... Mama: But not stupid, does it look bad? Does it mark much? I: It marks like hell, and it doesn't look bad at all, it's a temptation (I wasn't taking my eyes off her pubic area, I don't know if it was the thong or the leggins but the labia minora were separated badly, it seemed like she was splitting me in two). Mama: You're an exaggeration! And I have my eyes up here, baby... I: Seriously, leave me alone, I don't know if you're taking me for a fool or what with these questions. Mama: Foooo... I don't have anyone to ask these things, that's why I'm asking you I: Now am I your gay friend who gives his opinion on your clothes? Mama: Noooo because you decide that?!?! I: Seriously?!?! You're doing it like this, you know it drives anyone crazy and besides it's been weeks since we last had sex, seems intentional... seriously I'm telling you. Mama: Good, don't joke anymore, sorry if I offended gay friend.... I'm going to the Chinese place, do you want something? I: (thought about saying I want your ass slut but controlled myself): Are you going to the Chinese place?!?!!?!? Mama: Yes, what's there? Let's start again with That thing about not being able to leave dressed like that?!?!
Me: haha do what you want, but get ready for them to grab your ass on the street... at least!!
Mom: uhhh paraaaaa.....
Me: You don't know men, mom, or what you're generating with those pants.
Mom: well come with me like this and nothing will happen, okay? This way you'll take care of your mom.
(pauses for a few seconds and accepts her proposal)
Me: ok I'm going, but half a block behind you so I can laugh at the things they're going to say. (also I really wanted to keep looking at your ass, so if I went behind her the whole way, that's 7 blocks there and 7 back for admiring such majesty).
Mom: haha okay let's go.
We walked together on the first block, then I started falling behind like we agreed. It was impossible to take my eyes off her, and it wasn't just me, everyone would look at her as she passed by. Even some people would turn around shamelessly to look at her ass.
The funniest one was a vagrant who walked by, stopped, and stared at her without any shame, and when I was about to pass him he made signs like saying what a piece of ass (I suppose without knowing it was my mom carrying that incredible booty).
I called her on the phone while we kept walking and told her about all the people who would turn around or stare at her, even making bets when someone came from the front to see if they would turn around or not give her attention, while obviously we were laughing at the situation.
We arrived at the Chinese place and I stayed at the door looking. Since it's not very big and has a gate open in the front, I could see her almost all the time as she walked through the aisles. Everyone was looking at her, men, women, people of all ages. I suppose some with desire, others because it was a shame to be dressed like that, and others capable of envy, I don't know the reasons but everyone looked at her without hiding anything, even the Chinese owner stopped for a moment from his love for money to concentrate Looking at her ass.
For the way back home we went together and laughed about how most people pretended not to notice but still looked, and some didn't care and just stayed stuck looking at mom's split crotch through those leggings, and even though we weren't looking back it was sure that more than one had turned around to look at her rear.
When we got home, I barely closed the door when she let out a sigh
Mom: please!!!
Me: see!!! I told you I'd be late...
Mom: siiiiiiiiiiii...
Me: well then... (I bent down and looked closely at her butt)
Mom: what are you doing?
Me: no, everything's fine, I just wanted to see if they didn't rip your leggings with their gaze....
Mom: haha shut up!!!!
Me: crazy serious, almost gave several people a heart attack
Mom: haha let them look...
Me: this night the wife of more than one is going to have a pleasure thanks to you...
Mom: well then, let them thank me for it, I'm doing a service to the community haha
Me: haha... the problem are those who are alone, they're going to think about you and get hard haha
Mom: Are you leaving Noelia tonight? haha
Me: like you love sticking it to me.....
Mom: why? what did I do now?
Me: we broke up with Noe, she got turned on by a slacker so we cut it off.
Mom: ohhh, well then you're going to get another one...
Me: yeah, suppose so, but tonight I'm going to be in the second group's crew haha (giving her a hint that I'd be jerking off thinking about her)
(Mom stayed silent for a few seconds because she didn't understand at first and then hit me on the shoulder)
Mom: don't be a pig!!!
Me: what do you want me to do... I told you not to show those pants, it's your fault
Mom: baaaaastaaaaa (in a motherly tone)
Me: okay, if you don't want to know don't ask, then don't complain later.
(She started putting away the purchases and I said while going to my bedroom I'm going to study, and if you don't want to hear those things) Don't appear to me with those pants, seriously I'm telling you. She didn't answer anything and I went to the bedroom, hot like a pipe and a little down, I didn't want to jerk off, I wanted to fuck and I didn't have Noe anymore.
At midday she called me to lunch. When I got downstairs she was still dressed the same as before, in that white leggings and now without a bra too. The first thing I thought is what a slut's daughter, is this girl trying to tempt me on purpose or what?... I didn't know what to do, whether to advance her or not, I had a doubt that was eating away at me. I analyzed every word, every gesture to see if she gave me any signal but nothing convinced me, and those half-cut phrases that sometimes threw me off told me not to leave, that maybe she was doing all this to free herself, to feel good and nothing more. Besides, she had explained to me before that she couldn't get out of her mind that mother/son relationship.
Mom: Are you going to keep studying?
Me: No, I'm going to take a nap, I don't feel like studying today.
Mom: Okay okay, when do you think you'll wake up?
Me: No idea, whenever I wake up, I suppose...
Mom: You're very lazy. Don't you want us to go for a walk? It's nice outside.
Me: Jaaaaa... no, we went out today and it was enough, I just want to be alone for a bit.
Mom: Fooooo, I get bored at home by myself.
Me: And what do you want me to do, find something to do yourself?
Mom: Well, go to sleep then because you're in a bad mood since we got back from the Chinese place.
I looked at her with a face of get lost, you've heated up my cock and now you're getting offended, but I didn't say anything, gathered my plate and went to bed.
As I thought I would sleep for several hours I took off my pants and shirt, left just in my boxer shorts. I thought about different things, about the university, cuties, and ended up thinking about her again and fell asleep after a while.
It must have been an hour or so later when I woke up. When I opened my eyes I saw her standing next to my bed. I got a little excited, was startled at first to see someone... ahí.
I: what are you doing?!?!
Mom: I came to see if you didn't want to go for a walk... (her voice was noticeable, half-rare)
I was trying to wake up and realized I had my cock pressed against the boxer shorts. I covered myself up to the belly button with the sheet instinctively, because in reality it didn't bother me if she saw me and I said...
I: what are you doing here?
Mom: a little while ago.
I: were you looking at me?
She wasn't saying anything, just kept that half-rare face, like it was out of place. I looked her up and down, still without a bra and now with quite prominent nipples, and below those killer leggings, which on top of that made the word pussy even more noticeable from my position.
Still covered with the sheet, I got out of bed, freeing my hard cock, which made some kind of effect with the sheet, let's say. She was still silent and motionless in front of me, almost staring at where my cock was.
I: I'm like this for you... If you want to look, I don't have a problem, but it's your decision.
The atmosphere was tense, neither of us said anything, she kept looking fixedly at my cock and I alternated between her pussy, her tits, and her eyes. I suppose they must have been crossing a thousand things in their head, all that taboo, those moral dilemmas, so I didn't want to pressure them with words or try to convince them of anything.
I: I'm going back to sleep, if you want to stay, it's fine by me.
I put my arms behind my neck and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep although it was impossible, but I wanted to convey serenity, or that false impression that nothing mattered if something happened or not, that everything was fine.
The cock, of course, still bonnered and the sheet started to get wet from the pre-seminal liquid that was becoming more present little by little.
I don't know how much time passed, it seemed like hours but couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes until I felt the sheet starting to slide down very slowly. I was still with my eyes closed, I was trying to see her face but didn't want to ruin everything by making her nervous. The sheet stopped at my knees, leaving my cock completely exposed and at her mercy, but I didn't feel her approaching or doing anything. Maybe a few minutes passed like that, with nothing happening, but I felt her presence there, so she hadn't left. I opened my eyes a little and saw her standing in the same position as before. Focused a bit more and started to make out what was going on. She was staring fixedly at my cock, while with one hand massaging her breasts over the sweater and with the other rubbing her pussy over the leggings. She was masturbating, or at least trying, looking at my cock. I grabbed my cock and started moving it very slowly up and down, like masturbating too, which made the glans go in and out of the foreskin. She responded to that movement by biting her lips, sinking her fingers a little deeper into her pussy and squeezing her breasts harder. I decided to make a move, thought it was now or never, but my timing was clearly off. When I made a minimum movement to sit up, she automatically stopped touching herself. Although she left her hands where they were, they didn't move again, that is, she stopped masturbating, but didn't run away, which was a good sign that I had a second chance. I kept the semi-masturbatory movement going, but she didn't start again, even looking at me more with her eyes than anything else. I thought for a few seconds about what to do, whether to go back to those previous moments or rush things and get myself in trouble, and then it occurred to me to cover my face to see what was happening. I stretched out my arm, grabbed a nearby sweater and put it over my face so she wouldn't see me, but would only see a naked body and nothing more. Time passed, like I said before, it seemed like hours but were minutes, in the What I didn't know was happening. I didn't know if she was still there, doing nothing, if she had touched herself again, or if she had left and I was jerking off like a fool all by myself. My desperation to know what was happening got worse, I was starting to get more nervous, I wanted to open my eyes and look, I wanted to talk, say something. Everything was going through my head, on one hand the impressive heat I had and on the other that uncertainty of not knowing what was happening, if my plan had worked or not. In a moment I heard a saving sound, that beautiful onomatopoeia that gave me an indication that she was passing from the other side of the curtain. Although it was very low, I could hear some constant moans with Mama's sweet voice. The relief I felt was indescribable, it was healing, hopeful, and I knew what was happening, but it turned my soul back to my body and pleasure to my cock, because the truth is she wasn't doing well before. After that momentary joy started flying in my head what the hell to do... I was advancing again with the risk of screwing up or waiting for her to advance, which could never happen and end everything with a masturbation without even seeing her. I decided on the first option, if nothing was going to happen because I had played it and not because I was waiting without doing anything. I slowly opened my eyes running along the curtain and saw her again, this time she didn't get scared... maybe she was hotter than before, or maybe she had crossed that threshold of shame and prejudice. You could tell she was looser, freer, hotter and more decided, maybe to finish what she had started, because honestly it was all started by her. Her hands weren't just exploring her intimate parts with more enthusiasm, but also her body accompanied the masturbation, that is, she moved a little, and something I thought fundamental to know her state was her left hand holding her breasts. She wasn't on the curtain anymore, but she was doing it Underneath, which added to those light but constant moans gave me a clear perspective that I had to move forward.
Very soft, I started to get up and lie next to her. In that movement, what I expected happened; she stopped moving, no longer masturbating, but still with her hands in each place. She looked at me with a mix of shame, heat, and doubt, probably knowing that it was about to happen. Although there was time to turn back, we both wanted it to happen.
I grabbed the shirt I had covered my face with and passed it over her head, making a kind of blindfold by covering her eyes so she couldn't see me and finally allowing her to release her sensations like before.
Neither of us said anything, but our bodily gestures told me that I was allowed to continue. I could still feel her nervousness, not from shame, but from the heat. That sensation of being expectant about what was about to happen. She bit her lower lip again, a clear symptom of heat, and I very softly placed my hand on her stomach and started moving slowly up to her breasts, which I caressed for a moment before continuing towards her neck.
I wanted to seduce her, excite her slowly. With one hand on her waist and the other holding her cheek, I brought my mouth close to hers and we started kissing very slowly at first, then devouring each other's mouths wildly. My right hand returned to caressing her breasts, not softly this time, but with desire, touching her soft skin over the shirt as before, while the passionate kisses accompanied the scene.
Her hand quickly and skillfully found my cock, grabbing it with force and starting to move it eagerly, and my left hand, which was on her waist, finally started to grab her ass eagerly. Between kisses, we heard our moans and accelerated breathing. The I grabbed her arm tightly and with a movement made her lean against the wall with her back to it. She let out a moan of approval and remained with her hands on the wall, giving me her back and arching her back to pull her ass.
Again I was treated to that tremendous ass, divided by those leggings, but I didn't enjoy it much with my eyes, almost immediately I got stuck to her and grabbed her ass tightly with both hands, starting to rub it like a madman. She moaned and moved her ass, and each time she stopped me more...
I grabbed my cock and shoved it right between the crack of her ass, running my hand through her hair while enjoying squeezing her tits and giving her kisses on the back of her neck and throat.
We were both letting out those deep groans of pleasure, those ohhh... we were really hot. I had one hand holding onto her hair and pressed her face against the wall, rubbing my cock over her leggings, which must have left it all stained for sure. She opened her legs wider each time and followed my movements.
At one point she said something, but very quietly, or maybe I wasn't listening because of the craziness. I didn't pay attention and kept going with the humping until she said it a little louder and with more desire I want cock... I heard...
I leaned in to her ear and said Do you want to suck my cock? She answered by moving her head, making a round yes.
Now the one against the wall was me, leaning on it and she knelt down in front of me, just a few centimeters from my cock.
She didn't hesitate or take long to put as much of it in her mouth as possible. I let her do everything, I didn't want to interfere with anything, besides it was making an incredible blow job!!! The only thing I did was moan like crazy and look at her while she sucked my cock.
At one point she stopped blowing me and with a soft touch untied the knot of the shirt that covered her eyes and let it fall to the floor. She looked at me with a hot, sexy, slutty face and ate my cock again. I let out a loud ... Ahhhhhhhhh and I kept enjoying the blow job.
She was very lively and experienced and told me in a moment: Mama, don't stop yet.
I: (with a cut-off voice) then what?
She immediately stopped sucking me off, stood up, and gave me a beautiful ride, took off her sweater, leaving her tits out in the air, and said with a playful tone do I have to take my leggings off?
I looked at her smiling, turned her around, and almost threw her onto my bed.
I: get on top of me, beautiful.
Mama: mmmmmm
She listened to me and got on top of me with her legs barely open and moving slowly, as if she was calling me to dive in. I started to lower her leggings slowly, and that beautiful, striking, and round ass appeared in front of me, with a white dental floss thong lost in the middle of her buttocks...
I: uhhhhhhh please!!!!
Mama: (moving it slowly) do you like it?
I: it drives me crazy!!!
I started to nibble and kiss her buttocks while she was rubbing them eagerly. I miss your tongue she said... so I got down on my knees in front of her ass, pulled out the thong from the depths of her buttocks, leaving it on one side, and told her I'm going to eat all your momma and opened up her buttocks, started eating her pussy and ass literally.
The desire to eat her was incredible, and so was hers because she didn't stop moaning, screaming, and asking for more and more.
I put my tongue in every direction; I could have stayed like that for hours, but it was interrupted, and she said put it in me, I can't take it anymore. Like a good obedient boy (lie, I wanted to get her again) I got behind her, supported myself with my cock, and slowly started enjoying her, holding her buttocks tightly.
Please, what pleasure!!! What I missed about that wet, hot, and sucking pussy she has. We were moaning like crazy, having a beautiful, epic sex session, it was like that sex of reunion that knows better until the first because the desires are greater, besides it had been weeks since nothing happened to neither of us (because my old man, I found out later, didn't get it, he's an idiot but that's his problem).
I was pumping her vagina harder and deeper every time, making her scream and beg for more while she clung to the sheets as if she were about to fall into an abyss.
Mama: yes yes give it to meeeee (she was totally turned on)... FUERTEEEEEEEEEEE
(I was penetrating her with fury, passion, morbidness, everything)
I: do you like my cock, ma, do you like?
Mama: SIIIIIIIIIIII
I: make yourself cummmmmm (I penetrated her very deeply and left it inside for a few seconds until I pulled it out almost entirely and then pushed it back in to the bottom).
Mama: seeeeeeeeeeee come on like this, come onnnnnnnnnn...
It was total madness, me telling my mom to eat herself out and her asking for more cock, what a delirium.
I: I'm done, I'm all done, I'll fill you up with cum, you daughter of a whore.
Mama: seeeeeeeeee seeeeeeeeee finish me off...
I gave it a few more pumps and leaving my cock entirely inside her, I started filling her up with cum slowly. She stayed quiet receiving all my semen while I moved very slowly and held onto her ass.
We had just had sex. I stayed inside her for a few minutes and then pulled out very slowly. She leaned her face on the bed, still more relaxed, and I was standing there looking at her open and wet pussy from which a river of semen started to flow down onto my bed.
I gave her a slap on the butt and said:
I: Mom, you're squirting cum, haha.
Mama: haha, stupid, put it in me like that so I can stop squirting...
I: the cock?
Mama: yes, it's going to be, give it to me now.
I didn't understand but I did as she said and put my cock, which was a bit less hard, into her pussy for a few more minutes until she said okay, look now. I pulled out again and she was right, the cum stopped flowing.
I: what's up? screw me, don't let it drip anymore... Mom: no, she already went inside my love... you never did that?!?! Me: nooooooooooooo jaaaaaaaaaaaa, what good technique... Mom: you lack street smarts... Me: and does it work through the ass too? Mom: sometimes yes, sometimes no, the ass is a mystery haha Me: daughter of!!! we have to try then haha Mom: okay but give me some time, I'm already experienced now.... Me: yeah yeah, calm down, let's rest. Do you want something to drink? Mom: what can I do? Me: maaaaaaa jajajaja, when you want it, do you want it now? You'll get everything... Mom: no no, wait a minute. Bring me water if you want. I went to get water and when I came back mom was already lying on my bed, looking at me with tenderness and caressing my face, then she started talking again Mom: what do you think about all this? Me: I love it... Mom: but don't you think it's wrong? It's weird? Me: look, I told you I don't think that way, when you leave my room you'll be my mom again, nothing more than that. Mom: when will you leave? And while you're in here? Me: you'll be my goddess of sex... don't take offense, it's on the wave, you'll be my beautiful slut. She looked at me and gave me a little kiss, a friendly but not motherly one, more like a woman's. It didn't end there, after some minutes we started caressing each other again and talking Mom: seriously do you want to take it? Me: haha... capable, I don't know, what else can I propose? Mom: uff... I think we both know how I'd like to keep going... Me: suppose you're talking about my tiny ass Mom: jajaja good, if you treat it with care maybe she'll let you play for a while... you know that with that thing of yours it's not so fast. Me: jajaja... you know that affection won't be lacking (I stuck out my tongue like I was licking something) Mom: mmmmmm..... that playful tongue of yours (she also stuck out her tongue like she was licking something). Me: what's up with that tongue? Come on...
Playful too? Mom: a little... but leaves room for tiny ass, she's already played with it for a while.
Me: and don't you have some comforters like that to give everyone a good time?
(She looked at me laughing with a mischievous face)
Mom: and do you dare let them be here?
Me: obvious, because not...
Mom: well, look at the second right drawer of the dresser, this is my sexy lingerie and behind several toys, look who invites has several jeje.
Me: am I going?
Mom: yes, because if I leave it will stop being your slut, so for a little while you'll have to keep me here... come on (gave me another pinch and pushed me).
I almost ran out of excitement because she said she didn't want to go like that and I would still be her slut for a little longer. I searched in the drawer she told me. Besides having a lot of thongs, stockings, and other things I don't know how to call them and looked at them half quickly but they were spectacular, there was an arsenal of comforters!!! Easy had 4 cock-shaped ones directly, one quite big besides, and then there were anal plugs (which I had already seen how it fit one) and two unusual comforters.
I grabbed the 4 cock-shaped ones and ran to my bedroom. When she saw me enter with them she started laughing badly.
Mom: what do you want to do, an orgy?!?!?! haha
Me: haha no no, brought you here so you can choose...
Mom: there, little one... choose one and that's it, it's just for playing a while.
Me: no no, today we're going to fulfill your fantasy slut.
(She thought)
Mom: what fantasy?
Me: of wanting 3 cocks at the same time... don't you remember?
Mom: ahhhh that one... well, but they're not real, it's not the same.
Me: uhhh, well, I don't know, no 3 dildos for you.
Mom: haha come lie down with me, my one will do and there will be enough.
I left the comforters on the lamp table, got into bed and we started having sex first and then she went to suck me off to make it hard, which didn't cost her much.
In another story I'll tell what happened afterwards, but as an advance, all the holes were occupied, between meat and plastic we threw a nice party to the mom's slut.
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