Since the day he returned, we had sex daily, although it only lasted 5 to 10 minutes, but it increased each time more as I was gaining experience, although I never saw her come from my penis, if I happened to have a couple of orgasms by luck or chance but never a squirt like with other men and it was obvious since before her I had only had sex once and it was with a girl who gave me a blow job behind the school after dismissal and without wanting I came in her mouth.
Despite how bad I was at sex my mother still let me fuck her, we did it in various positions, she was an expert and sometimes we would do it in ways I had never seen before. Each orgasm was extremely pleasurable, sometimes I came on her ass or inside of it, sometimes on her stomach or inside her vagina, I'd cum on her feet and more than once on her clothes which she wouldn't take off when I was fucking her, occasionally I'd come in her mouth or on her face and she would lick it.
We did it in the room, we did it in the kitchen, we did it in the living room, we did it in the bathroom, we did it on the balcony where we washed our laundry and there was always a new way or place to have sex. We ended up doing it at all hours until mealtime, once I was licking her breasts for quite some time because she had gotten Nutella stuck and after that I gave her oral sex in the vagina and anus for quite some time.
The places outside home were few, we did it twice in different shopping centers, once we did it on the beach, another time we did it in a park, went to a band concert in Mexico City where we also did it and also did it in the bathrooms of a stadium during an Améyummy game.
Many people didn't know she was my mother so we would have threesomes, foursomes and orgies on some occasions. Only occasionally did I get to enjoy another woman because most of the time it was 2 or 3 men who were screwing my mother. Although now I'm fucking her as often as I want, she still saw other men and I didn't care, sometimes they would take her out of the house because she would keep escaping and having adventures for several days.
I finished prep and had left university aside, I was living a relaxed life since I didn't feel the need to finish my studies or find work. I turned 23 and we kept doing it, I mean, saying that the frequency was low because she always looked for new men to satisfy herself and I went out with a couple of girls my age who would screw me every now and then. Yet, my mother and I still had occasional meetings and I saw her happy and full of energy each time we had sex. Three more years passed and I decided to look for a job, it was when I moved from that apartment and started making my life although I still saw my mother every three days to fill up the vagina or mouth.
As of today I'm 37 years old; for the past 6 years I've been married to my wife and have 2 kids and another one on the way. After leaving my mother's apartment (but still having sex with her from time to time) I was with 5 other women before finding the woman who became my wife, with whom I'll now have 3 kids. Even though I'm married and have kids, I continued having sex with my mother; we do it once a month or every 2 months, although things are different. Both our bodies changed, now I'm more mature and have much more experience, I have less energy than before but I think she enjoys the sex more now because I see it on her face when we do it. As for her, her body also changed like in any person who ages, she gained a bit of weight, has gray hair which she dyes brown and now has some stretch marks but despite everything nothing bothers her because she's aged well; even now I feel great pleasure when I screw her.
My sexual desire is down because I see fewer men visiting her lately, although she's not alone and many young guys still visit and have sex with her, like my bullies and Diego who still mention me from time to time and tell me they're still enjoying it. Just last week, I had my vacations and told my family I'd be visiting my mother, spent the whole week at her house and we had slow sex for almost an hour every day and fast sex another half hour, we did it in the morning and night, I covered her entire body and the whole house, there wasn't a place in the house where our naked bodies weren't touching that were naked all week.
Friday I arrived and the next Friday of the week was getting dressed at 8 in the morning to leave. When she woke up, I was already ready to leave, had breakfast and was only waiting for her to wake up so I could say goodbye.
Goodbye mother, I love you. - It's fine- he said with a smile - Don't you love me?- I followed it up a bit intrigued and maybe another bit annoyed. - You're my son but I don't see you that way, to me you're just another man who gives me the sex I need and that keeps me happy, and I think you already know that. There was a silence of about seconds and he continued: - In the end it's more important to be a slut than to be a mother. Fin.
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