I'd like to tell you a story about family sex, the story of sex between a separated mother and her son, I loved it, it's not mine but I'd like to share it. I've read many stories that claim to be real, I don't doubt it but I want you to know that this story is 100% real and some details have been omitted so the main characters, my mother and I, won't recognize themselves. Today I'm 21 years old and what's being told happened when I was 18, three years ago. It was a very strong and intense relationship for three years, to the point that we still maintain it with the same strength as at the beginning, in fact, we're seriously considering moving away from where people know us and starting a life together without being judged or gossiped about. My parents divorced after 16 years of marriage, their marriage had been failing for years and it was the best they could do for themselves and for me who was stuck in a very difficult relationship. My father was good for nothing his whole life, as a young man he was supported by my grandparents, his parents, and later by my mother after we got married. She tolerated his laziness, lack of love for the family, and constant lies until one day she said enough is enough. My mother worked all her marriage to support us three and only ended the relationship when I asked her at 15 years old why she was separating from him. That day my mother realized that the reason for putting up with the situation no longer existed and she made the decision to divorce. My father accepted it without any objections, I think even with joy since he got rid of a responsibility. After the divorce he went to Spain and we didn't hear from him again. The first times were tough, not financially since my mother was still working and supporting us, but they were tough due to the change that brought to our lives. Luckily, I no longer saw or heard arguments at home, my mother after overcoming the initial moment began to have a more social life. and we had even improved our dialogue more. We shared long conversations, movie outings and spectacular shows, outdoor meals and even she would accompany me to my tennis tournaments, a sport I've practiced since childhood. Mom is now a 41-year-old woman, tall and slender, with very beautiful legs that rarely appeared as her favorite outfit was pants. She had long hair down to her shoulders and light brown color. Her eyes were large and brown. Three times a week she attended Gyn classes. In summary, it was a woman who made men turn around to look at her when she passed by. I am 1.80 meters tall and weigh 78 kg, my body is athletic due to the sport I practice, my hair is the same color as my mother's and my eyes are blue. The year I turned 18 and as a prize for my high school graduation, my mother gave me our first vacation in years. The first week of January that year we left for Mar del Plata, staying at a charming two-star hotel very close to the beach and a few blocks from the center. We arrived around noon and were put in a nice room with two beds separated by a nightstand and a bathroom. Everything was very bright. It was a sunny day and the sun was shining directly, so we decided to change and go to the nearby beach to enjoy our vacation to the fullest. My mother was always very modest and it was rare for her to be seen in underwear walking around the house, I was more carefree and didn't have any problem walking around in tiny shorts. Never occurred to me to spy on her to see her naked, my sexual life was active, since I had my first sexual relationship at 14, I hadn't lacked sex, girls didn't die for me but neither did they reject me. That noon I saw my mother stay in underwear with a white lace bra and panties set that suggested a lot but showed nothing. I took her bikini from the suitcase and she went to the bathroom where She locked herself in to change. I took advantage of that moment to undress and put on my short. When Mom came out of the bathroom, I was already ready. The bikini she had put on showed even less than the set of underwear she was wearing. She put on a sweater, grabbed her beach bag, and we left for the beach. We spent the whole afternoon there chatting about trivial things and personal stuff, so I could know that after my dad, Mom hadn't gone out with any man again, despite some coworker inviting her at work. According to her words, the one who gets burned when he sees a cow cry. She believed her life as a woman had ended with my father, she only had to finish raising me and then be a grandmother. Mom, you're still young and I wouldn't mind if you restarted your life, I know Dad didn't treat you well and you have the right to be happy. My happiness is in seeing you happy and peaceful too. That's how the afternoon went by. We returned to the hotel to shower, change, and go to dinner almost at night. The afternoon had been very pleasant. Mom was the first to bathe, coming out of the bathroom wearing only her underwear, a similar set to what I had seen that morning but in a bright red color. I told her that since she's going to retire from being a woman, any man who sees you dressed like this will rape you. You're a man and yet you don't try to rape me, she replied laughing. I kept going and we didn't go back to Bs As as we came. She laughed at my comment. I went to shower and stayed thinking about how I had seen my mother, and for the first time it produced an erection in me. If this keeps up, the 15 days of vacation are going to be difficult. I got out of the bathroom wearing only my slip and with a regular erection. My mom saw me but didn't say anything. She had already put on a fine red pantaloon and a fitted sweater that accentuated her breasts. We dined at a nearby restaurant near the hotel, she ordered a bottle of wine to celebrate our first vacations in many years. The warmth of the night, food and the joy of how we were having it made us finish the bottle. After dinner, my mother invited me to take a coffee at a nearby café near the hotel. Along with her coffee, mom also ordered a lemon-based liquor that they served very cold and she took it in one shot. It was smooth but with a lot of alcohol. When we left the café, the sea breeze hit us in the face and produced a dizziness effect on my mother. She was laughing at nothing and her legs felt heavy. I took her by the waist and led her to the hotel. She wasn't drunk, just happy. When we arrived at the room, I put her to bed and as much as I could, I undressed her, leaving her in a red slip and bra. That red slip and bra that had pleased me so much just hours before. I also undressed myself and lay down next to her, stroking her hair. That's how I fell asleep. We woke up around 9 am, we were still in the same bed, I was hugging her from behind and holding one of her breasts with my hand. As it often happened, I woke up with a great erection, my cock was resting on her butt and she couldn't help but feel it. It made me very embarrassed, I got up immediately and went to the bathroom, trying to do my business to see if it would go down. No luck, I tried one last resort, masturbation, it worked but to my surprise, the muse inspiring me was my mother in her red lingerie. It was the first time I had given her this honor. After a while, I left the bathroom feeling more calm, mom was still in bed now lying on her back, her legs open showing some beautiful pubic hair coming out of her thong. I stayed looking at that picture and again got an erection. This time I didn't know how to get rid of it, I quickly got dressed and told mom I would wait for her downstairs for breakfast. She came down soon. with a strong headache due to the hangover from the previous night, I couldn't remember almost anything, I should have told her everything until how I had to undress her. She turned red with shame. She asked if I had dreamed it or we had slept together, and when I answered that she turned even redder. The day had dawned cloudy, so we decided to walk around the city instead of going to the beach, then have lunch and take a nap at her request since she wanted to be well for the night, as she was eager to go to some candy shop where we could listen to music and dance. Mom is fond of Caribbean rhythms. So we did, after lunch we went to the hotel to sleep that desired siesta. As soon as we entered the room I undressed and got into my bed in my slip, mom went to the bathroom and came out with her short silk camisole that showed off her breasts without revealing them. She got into her bed and we started talking. The conversation became very pleasant and I sat at the foot of her bed to keep talking. This was something common in Bs.As., what wasn't common is that again between her open legs I could see her pubic hair coming out from the side of her now white thong, just like in the morning my member got hard again marking a too large bulge ahead. Mom noticed and didn't say anything, simply closed her legs and the show ended. We finished talking, which I was grateful for since it would have ended badly if we had continued. We got up around 6 pm and went out for a walk until dinner time. We returned to the hotel to shower and change and thus start our nighttime program. After dinner, which we had with water and soda due to the experience of the previous night, we went to a candy shop where they played music from my mom's era. The atmosphere was joyful, there was a musical group playing diverse rhythms, people came out to dance with joy. I invited mom to dance with a salsa theme So much he liked it, he didn't hesitate for a second and we were quickly in the middle of the dance floor. Two more themes followed at the same pace before moving on to a melodic one. I offered to go back to the table but she said she was having a great time and wanted to keep dancing with her man. I hugged her and we started dancing. The song and my lack of experience in these types of melodies made me stick to mom's body, her contact and the perfume of her skin caused an erection that I couldn't avoid or hide. My member was at the height of her stomach and she couldn't help but feel it. I felt embarrassed, it was my mother and I was getting hot, I was afraid of her reaction. She acted like nothing was happening, stayed in the same position until the end of the song. When it ended, I asked her to go back to the table again and she said no, that she was having a great time and didn't want to sit down. I begged for another lively theme, but the man proposes and God disposes, the theme became even more melodic. I couldn't take it anymore, my mother realized it and whispered in my ear what was wrong. I don't know what stupid excuse I gave her. She replied: let's go, I'm feeling you. Mom, I'm not made of iron and you're a woman. Gabriel, I know you're my mother and you're my son but I'm a man and you're a woman. I propose something, let's sit down and calm down. That's what I wanted. Then we sat down and she skillfully changed the subject and distracted me. We didn't go back to dancing. When we left the confitería, it was her who brought up the topic. Gabriel, I noticed today that you got upset while chatting in the room, this morning you woke up in a similar state and now again, what's going on with you. Mom, I don't know what's happening to me, forgive me for what I'm about to say, until two days ago you were my mother, but after seeing you lying in bed with that thong and bra set, I don't know what's happening to me, I see you as a woman, a spectacular woman, forgive me. I know it's wrong but it's stronger than me. Gabriel doesn't bother me when you see me that way, on the contrary, it flatters me as a woman and lifts my self-esteem which your father took down, the problem is that this doesn't lead to anything for either of us or for me, we're mother and son. If mom, we're mother and son but it's stronger than me, sorry again. It's okay I propose something, during the remaining days of our vacations without forgetting we're mother and son let's both release ourselves, let each one act without inhibitions, let's try to act more freely together. Mom, I'm already almost at dawn and we went back to the hotel. I hadn't calmed down, I only felt freer to act. Mom didn't go to the bathroom to change, she undressed with ease leaving only her thong on and showing me her breasts crowned with brown nipples. Gabriel, I'm hot and I'm going to sleep like this, do you mind? Not at all mom, on the contrary I like seeing you like that, I've never seen you so naked before. If you're interested in seeing me naked I'll take off my underwear too, she said laughing. That's not a bad idea, I'll take off my slip, I replied. As if it would scare me, I'd already seen you many times naked, or who do you think changed your clothes as a kid? You used to change into girl things, now as an adult you can change into big things. She threw herself on top of me to playfully tickle me, her bare breasts dancing in front of my eyes, without realizing they were very close to my lips, I unexpectedly kissed one of her nipples. Gabriel, you're going too far, she said laughing more than seriously. Without realizing it, I was sitting on my cock, only the soft fabric of her thong and my slip separated us. When I became aware of what was happening my member got hard and its head poked out through the elastic top of the slip. Look at the baby, look how he gets, she said laughing. I couldn't contain myself and with one hand I grabbed her back and with the other her neck and pulled her towards me and kissed her lips. She tried to get away but couldn't, in her Resistance opened something up her mouth and I took advantage to put my tongue inside it. She stayed quiet and looked at me as if asking what was happening. I continued with my kiss and she started opening her mouth more and our tongues began to play together. With this we broke our limits.
Mom asked me where I wanted to go. I don't know mom, but your kisses liked me a lot. Holding my member over the slip she said. Now I see you like it. I turned with her leaving her underneath me. I moved rhythmically my hips and rubbed the cock on her pubic area, she was moving her hips as if pushing. I lowered my hand and started to caress her vagina through the thong. It was wet. Delicately I let go of my fingers under the elastic and the caresses were now directly on her clitoris. She kept caressing my member but now also under the slip. With the other hand she took off the only thing she had left and left me totally naked. I did the same to her. I stood up, wanting to admire mom totally naked like never before. My mother was a very appetizing woman, what I saw excited me even more. Her breasts of normal size and crowned by aureolas of accentuated brown color ended in long and thick nipples, Her belly was flat and her vagina was crowned by a beautiful tufted and finely cut hair that didn't protrude from her bikini. I grabbed her two nipples with desperation, the situation of finding myself with mom naked instead of inhibiting me excited me more. After some minutes of sucking her nipples and massaging her breasts I went back to her lips, she responded again to my kisses and without knowing how I found myself that my cock was penetrating her very lubricated vagina. There I took consciousness of what we were doing, I didn't stop, started a movement of entry and exit, mom between gasps and sighs asked me to stop. Not Gabriel this is madness, stop. Not Gabriel, stop. Not mom no can't, no
puedoooooo. She stopped asking me to stop, with her legs she surrounded my waist and squeezed me tighter against her. I don't remember how long we lasted, but we both almost came at the same time, first she and then immediately I, her moans and vaginal contractions made me cum. We lay there on mom's tiny bed, neither of us said anything, I didn't dare, probably I would get kicked out of the house for what happened. She, later I found out, due to shame. That way we stayed for a long time. Mom got up without looking at me and went to the bathroom, where she locked herself in and cried. I went to my bed, put on my slip and covered myself all the way up to my head, I was ashamed of what I had done. As if it were an hour later, she came out of the bathroom freshly bathed and with red eyes from crying, she asked me to pack because we were going back home. The vacations were ending quite a bit earlier than expected. I asked her, begged her, implored her not to make any decisions in haste. The decision is made, we're going back home and we'll see how we resolve this, I let myself be carried away and look how it ends. The return trip was done in silence, neither she nor I dared to speak, much less look each other in the eye, both of us felt guilty for what had happened, she because she didn't know how to put the brakes on the situation and I because I thought I had somehow violated a woman, and that woman was my mother. In Bs.As., days passed and the memory of that night wouldn't stop haunting me. I had mixed feelings, on one hand guilt and on the other pleasure found in that morbid situation. My mom still didn't look at me and avoided me, I had no one to turn to to confess what happened. I couldn't tell my intimate friend either. After 15 days of what had occurred, and facing the situation generated, I decided it was with my mother whom I should talk about it. That afternoon, when mom came back from work and locked herself in her bedroom until dinner time, an attitude she had taken since our return From Mar del Plata, I knocked on her door and entered, found her lying on her bed with the light off and still wearing the clothes she wore from work. Mom, we have to talk, this can't keep going on, I want to ask for your forgiveness for what I did, I'm sorry for letting myself get carried away by the heat of the moment. Gabriel, it was me who led you into that situation, you're the one who needs to forgive, my obligation as an adult and mother was not to let things go that far. And I feel even more guilty because I enjoyed it. Since your father left, I hadn't been with any man, and in that moment I didn't see you like my son but like the desired man. You know something, Mom, no woman made me as happy as you, none of the girls I had sex with made me come as much as you. When I think about what happened, sometimes I feel a lot of guilt and sometimes the memory of it makes me feel enormous pleasure. We can't keep living like this. You're right, we can't keep living like this, let's try to forget the past. Hug me, Gabriel. I hugged her very tightly and wanted to give her a kiss on her cheek, but she turned her head without noticing and I kissed her closed lips. We stayed looking at each other, one in front of the other, and without thinking I took her shoulders, pulled her towards me and gave her a kiss with my whole mouth and tongue, she opened her mouth and also started kissing me with all her passion. Mom, I discovered that I love you, not just as mother but as woman. I also love you, Gabriel, as son and man, after what happened in Mar del Plata I was no longer the same, hug me and make love to me. My mom told me something I least expected. I didn't hesitate for a second, hugged her and started kissing her with all my passion, she responded in the same way. Over her blouse I caressed her breasts, then I began to unbutton it and it was left with just her bra. Over that I began to kiss her nipples with desperation, she quickly unbuttoned her bra too and let her tits hang loose. I looked at her and asked Innocently: can I? If my love, I'm all yours. She took off my shirt and started unbuttoning my pants. Quickly, I was naked in front of her. I don't know when she also became naked in front of me. This time it wasn't the alcohol, this time it was the love. We didn't eat dinner, we spent the whole night making love, mom gave herself completely and enjoyed, just like I did with the most wonderful sex. I discovered how sweetly she made oral sex and how ardently she responded when I did the same to her. Before penetrating her, she had two orgasms due to my tongue. Her pussy flooded with a delicious juice that I didn't waste. She then made me cum in her mouth and savored all of my semen. After these first orgasms, she laid down on top of me and positioned herself so that my member penetrated her completely. That's how she rode me desperately. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically as I pinched her nipples. She had another orgasm, this time alongside mine. Around three in the morning we fell asleep very tightly embraced and naked. The next morning she called in sick to work saying she wasn't going to work. We spent the whole day in bed, only getting up to replenish our energy with a quick lunch. Then we went back to bed and continued making love with all our ardor. Today, three years later, we're a very happy couple and have as a life project, just as I mentioned at first, going somewhere where nobody knows us and being able to live openly our love and prolong it with children. My mom is still young, she's 41.
Mom asked me where I wanted to go. I don't know mom, but your kisses liked me a lot. Holding my member over the slip she said. Now I see you like it. I turned with her leaving her underneath me. I moved rhythmically my hips and rubbed the cock on her pubic area, she was moving her hips as if pushing. I lowered my hand and started to caress her vagina through the thong. It was wet. Delicately I let go of my fingers under the elastic and the caresses were now directly on her clitoris. She kept caressing my member but now also under the slip. With the other hand she took off the only thing she had left and left me totally naked. I did the same to her. I stood up, wanting to admire mom totally naked like never before. My mother was a very appetizing woman, what I saw excited me even more. Her breasts of normal size and crowned by aureolas of accentuated brown color ended in long and thick nipples, Her belly was flat and her vagina was crowned by a beautiful tufted and finely cut hair that didn't protrude from her bikini. I grabbed her two nipples with desperation, the situation of finding myself with mom naked instead of inhibiting me excited me more. After some minutes of sucking her nipples and massaging her breasts I went back to her lips, she responded again to my kisses and without knowing how I found myself that my cock was penetrating her very lubricated vagina. There I took consciousness of what we were doing, I didn't stop, started a movement of entry and exit, mom between gasps and sighs asked me to stop. Not Gabriel this is madness, stop. Not Gabriel, stop. Not mom no can't, no
puedoooooo. She stopped asking me to stop, with her legs she surrounded my waist and squeezed me tighter against her. I don't remember how long we lasted, but we both almost came at the same time, first she and then immediately I, her moans and vaginal contractions made me cum. We lay there on mom's tiny bed, neither of us said anything, I didn't dare, probably I would get kicked out of the house for what happened. She, later I found out, due to shame. That way we stayed for a long time. Mom got up without looking at me and went to the bathroom, where she locked herself in and cried. I went to my bed, put on my slip and covered myself all the way up to my head, I was ashamed of what I had done. As if it were an hour later, she came out of the bathroom freshly bathed and with red eyes from crying, she asked me to pack because we were going back home. The vacations were ending quite a bit earlier than expected. I asked her, begged her, implored her not to make any decisions in haste. The decision is made, we're going back home and we'll see how we resolve this, I let myself be carried away and look how it ends. The return trip was done in silence, neither she nor I dared to speak, much less look each other in the eye, both of us felt guilty for what had happened, she because she didn't know how to put the brakes on the situation and I because I thought I had somehow violated a woman, and that woman was my mother. In Bs.As., days passed and the memory of that night wouldn't stop haunting me. I had mixed feelings, on one hand guilt and on the other pleasure found in that morbid situation. My mom still didn't look at me and avoided me, I had no one to turn to to confess what happened. I couldn't tell my intimate friend either. After 15 days of what had occurred, and facing the situation generated, I decided it was with my mother whom I should talk about it. That afternoon, when mom came back from work and locked herself in her bedroom until dinner time, an attitude she had taken since our return From Mar del Plata, I knocked on her door and entered, found her lying on her bed with the light off and still wearing the clothes she wore from work. Mom, we have to talk, this can't keep going on, I want to ask for your forgiveness for what I did, I'm sorry for letting myself get carried away by the heat of the moment. Gabriel, it was me who led you into that situation, you're the one who needs to forgive, my obligation as an adult and mother was not to let things go that far. And I feel even more guilty because I enjoyed it. Since your father left, I hadn't been with any man, and in that moment I didn't see you like my son but like the desired man. You know something, Mom, no woman made me as happy as you, none of the girls I had sex with made me come as much as you. When I think about what happened, sometimes I feel a lot of guilt and sometimes the memory of it makes me feel enormous pleasure. We can't keep living like this. You're right, we can't keep living like this, let's try to forget the past. Hug me, Gabriel. I hugged her very tightly and wanted to give her a kiss on her cheek, but she turned her head without noticing and I kissed her closed lips. We stayed looking at each other, one in front of the other, and without thinking I took her shoulders, pulled her towards me and gave her a kiss with my whole mouth and tongue, she opened her mouth and also started kissing me with all her passion. Mom, I discovered that I love you, not just as mother but as woman. I also love you, Gabriel, as son and man, after what happened in Mar del Plata I was no longer the same, hug me and make love to me. My mom told me something I least expected. I didn't hesitate for a second, hugged her and started kissing her with all my passion, she responded in the same way. Over her blouse I caressed her breasts, then I began to unbutton it and it was left with just her bra. Over that I began to kiss her nipples with desperation, she quickly unbuttoned her bra too and let her tits hang loose. I looked at her and asked Innocently: can I? If my love, I'm all yours. She took off my shirt and started unbuttoning my pants. Quickly, I was naked in front of her. I don't know when she also became naked in front of me. This time it wasn't the alcohol, this time it was the love. We didn't eat dinner, we spent the whole night making love, mom gave herself completely and enjoyed, just like I did with the most wonderful sex. I discovered how sweetly she made oral sex and how ardently she responded when I did the same to her. Before penetrating her, she had two orgasms due to my tongue. Her pussy flooded with a delicious juice that I didn't waste. She then made me cum in her mouth and savored all of my semen. After these first orgasms, she laid down on top of me and positioned herself so that my member penetrated her completely. That's how she rode me desperately. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically as I pinched her nipples. She had another orgasm, this time alongside mine. Around three in the morning we fell asleep very tightly embraced and naked. The next morning she called in sick to work saying she wasn't going to work. We spent the whole day in bed, only getting up to replenish our energy with a quick lunch. Then we went back to bed and continued making love with all our ardor. Today, three years later, we're a very happy couple and have as a life project, just as I mentioned at first, going somewhere where nobody knows us and being able to live openly our love and prolong it with children. My mom is still young, she's 41.
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