Synopsis: This is a fetishistic account of incest narrated by me where my brother invites my mother to get acquainted with Montevideo. They will spend the weekend together having a chat like they hadn't had in a long time and
realizing that both of them are in a very similar situation in their lives.
Chapter 1 link:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3734029/Mi-madre-y-mi-hermano-pasan-el-fin-de-semana-juntos-Relato.html
REPORT - My mother and my brother spend the weekend together - 2nd part
The sun's rays indicated a new day. Until mid-morning, there was free breakfast at the hotel so they took advantage of it. They ate to recharge energy and plan the day. They woke up well. He didn't remember anything from the previous day.
The day passed without any major news. After lunch, my brother went to a museum alone since that wouldn't interest her and she took advantage of seeing some clothing stores. Mom took the opportunity to send me a message and took some photos. Later, the day was more of the same. They met up in the afternoon, strolled along the pedestrian street. They had a snack and later ate something. They returned to the hotel and went to their room.
When they arrived, they found another disappointment. There was no light and my brother was about to bother me again.
Relax son. Why don't we take advantage and go get something to drink? It's the last night here...
Okay. It's fine. He said still a bit annoyed, but it would pass soon.
My mother grabbed her purse and went to the bathroom to change.
My brother was surprised to see her. She looked stunning. She wore a black bralette, a white pantsuit that was slightly fitted to the body and low-heeled shoes. It surprised him because she didn't usually dress like that. At least, we thought so. She really looked great.
Okay let's go. He said.
They left the hotel and walked a few blocks looking for a place that would catch their attention. She didn't have much night left so for her, anything would be fine. They decided on a bar and sat down at one of the sidewalk tables. They ordered something to drink, my brother encouraged her to order something with alcohol. She rarely drank alcohol or very little sometimes. This was a special occasion so it was okay.
My mother was attracting glances from the men who passed by, of all ages and one from the table in front that would look at her sideways every now and then. She exerted a kind of magnetism that night. They were taking and laughing, enjoying the moment.
Heh heh, I'm coming to the bathroom, He said making a gesture as if he was doing it himself.
Mama entered the bar. Inside, the atmosphere was more lively. The music was loud and seemed more like a billiard hall than a bar. There were quite a few people standing so I had to pass by asking permission. That mature woman didn't go unnoticed. At one point she felt a hand in an inappropriate place but her naivety made her think it was something involuntary due to the commotion.
By luck there was no line in the women's bathroom, actually nobody. She locked herself in a stall and felt relief as her bladder calmed down. Suddenly something left her perplexed. There were woman's moans coming from the adjacent stall. Muffled gasps that became louder at times between the music coming from outside. Instantly she understood what was happening.
Oh my god she thought. A while later she got up and went to wash her hands. She was about to leave but something made her stay a little longer. It intrigued her, the gasps were getting stronger. Now you could hear a male voice gasping. The walls were being pounded, you could hear the sound of bodies colliding and the agitated breathing of both. The guy was about to cum when she decided to get out of there once and for all.
A while later, he returned to the table and they continued talking about trivial but necessary things. He didn't mention anything about what he witnessed in the bathroom. They were just passing the time without any other concern. Now it's my brother who is going to the bathroom leaving my mother alone at the table.
Dude, idol, crack, the old lady you're eating eh One of the skinny guys inside the disco said and couldn't take their eyes off mom.
And did you blow her already? Said another.
While my mother was alone at the table, prey to predators. Some kids passed by that street and looked her up and down. One of them said a cheeky pickup line.
Guys unmannered, they don't have age nor to be my kids. She thought. How many things had changed since she was young.
It's my old man sick My brother replied
Uhh sorry crazy.
Ahhaha you got it wrong His friend told the first one. Despite being the one who asked if he had intimate contact with her.
When my brother came back from the bathroom these people offered to invite them something as an apology. He didn't want but they were insistent so he had no other choice than to accept. Anyway, they were going to be there for a bit longer and then returning already to the hotel.
My brother came back to the table with those two guys. They seemed only a little younger than him, and one sat next to the lady and the other next to my brother. They introduced themselves. They had good lips so mom got caught up talking. They were invited for another round of beers.
No, I'm done with that now. She said enough already.
Is there even a little glass? Give it!
Mama accepted and took another small pint of beer. The truth is that she was having fun.
The conversation was entering another terrain. Mom got excited to recount what she witnessed in the bathroom.
In the bathroom... there was a couple having sex haha Said with a giggle.
My brother couldn't believe what our mother was saying. At once he got hard over the things she told. He hid his erection under the table. Yesterday's thoughts kept haunting him. Plus, he had to go to the bathroom. He didn't want to leave her with those two but had no choice. He went to the bathroom saying he'd be back. He couldn't help having impure thoughts about her. Probably due to the effect of alcohol. Another hot night having her asleep in a camisole beside him, a forbidden woman.
While those two were getting closer and closer to her, they were flirting with her. It was clear that their intentions were to take her to bed but it wouldn't be at all easy. A little later my brother arrived.
Well, we're leaving now. Said generally.
Yes, let's go son She answered.
Already?
Yes, we're leaving now. Thanks for the beers
They had spent a rather weird but fun night in the end. Then after some minutes, they were already back at the hotel.
Toward a horrible heat. Without air, he opened the window to let in some air but it was hot. A gentle breeze blew.
I'm going to change, said Mom.
She went to the bathroom to change. While my brother stayed in shorts. My mother put on the same nightgown from the other day with the difference that now it had a thong on. I had never used it before. She was wearing it for the first time today. I had only bought it to feel sexy, nothing more, but I had never been able to use it.
Oh, it's so hot! She said sitting down on the bed ready to recline.
Again she could see her progenitor's half-naked body. Her hips and beautiful legs. She turned over to go to sleep. But that night no one would sleep yet, whether from thoughts or heat. My mother was a woman who had trouble sleeping but hadn't taken the pills she used sometimes. Besides, she had taken them, very little but had taken them, and on top of that she was uncomfortable.
I looked at his side and saw that his son was turned over to the other side.
God that's annoying. I can't take this anymore. Said unhooking her bra.
A while later he took it out and left it on the side. My brother realized. Each time I was getting more nervous with the situation. Like it wasn't weird to share the bed with his mature mother in her nightgown and now in breasts. Not visible but finally in breasts.
It was also true that he hadn't jerked off in a while and needed relief. In some way it was getting hard at an inconvenient moment like this one. I would have waited until mom was asleep to go to the bathroom and get off watching some video. But that woman didn't sleep. She was like an owl, with her thoughts present. Suddenly she starts sobbing.
What's going on? He said a bit worried.
What? No way, son, nothing's wrong. replied.
But it turned out that she was bad at lying. She had opened a door that couldn't be closed in their previous conversation. And although she tried to be strong, she was making an impression on her. The truth is that she was scared, felt adrift. Even though she had been unhappy most of the time in her marriage, it had given her a sense of security.
I no longer knew if leaving everything had been the best decision. It was hard for him to start over at his age. After a while, mom began crying. He got up and went to get a handkerchief and a glass of water. When he gave it to her, he saw without wanting to see her cleavage and noticed that you could see her nipples. Nervous, he handed her the glass and then the handkerchief.
Thanks She said. Taking both things.
Sorry, I always do the same thing. Ruined the trip. She continued saying that.
No, mom, you didn't ruin anything. He said sitting down beside her.
It's that I feel so lost. I don't know. I don't know what to do. It's not fair that I lose my family. I always sacrifice and forgive things for us to be all together.
But if you weren't happy, why were you going to keep putting up with it?
I don't know. I don't know. She said hugging him. She needed containment from someone she could trust. In her own blood, someone who wouldn't leave her and would take care of her.
You and your brother are the most precious thing to me.
Although she always had a closer relationship with him. More open to profound dialogues. Being the two of them very similar in that sentimental way of being.
He felt like he was supporting her tits and even though he made an effort it wasn't a rock. Mom wasn't stupid, she had noticed but didn't say anything.
Thanks, I knew I could count on you. He said while filling his cheek with kisses.
Good mom, it's already fine. I was saying. But he felt fine. Both consoled each other in their sorrows. Both going through similar things.
She never knew why, but at that moment it seemed right to her. She made him recline and without saying a word she climbed on top of him. My brother was stunned but didn't react. Immediately she looked at him fixedly and then brought her lips to his, fitting them together with a kiss. They started kissing. It felt very good. It was something unusual but it felt very good. Slowly they started doing it more intensely. There was something unresolved. Something that both of them wanted unconsciously.
Mom... He said when they stopped for a few seconds.
Shh She said wanting to lie down vertically on the bed. He moved to one side. Once she was lying on her back, he looked at her and opened her legs inviting him in. The camisón had risen up and he could see the black thong. Both of their hearts were racing a thousand times. My mother's gaze was totally unknown to him. It was that of an excited woman. With desire, with ragged breathing. He took a breath and said to her.
If you don't want to do it I understand. But decide quickly please. His eyes expressed a gaze that was a mix of lust and at the same time modesty.
My brother had his mother offering herself to him, ready to let him penetrate her.
Mama...
That didn't seem like his mother. Rather, she seemed a hot and excited woman. Something very intense was running through the bodies of both and perhaps with judgment clouded by that same heat he took off his boxers leaving his cock fully hard.
My mother delighted in seeing my member. It had been so long since the last time she had seen one and it was her son's. Both were about to commit incest. They were about to cross the last moral barrier. But both wanted it, there was no going back.
I took my mother by the hips and pulled down her thong. Slowly it slid down to her feet, then I pulled it off and threw it aside. Mom lifted up her nightgown and showed me her vagina well. It was something very strong to go back to where I had come from. She had beautiful pink lips and a pubic area covered with a little hair. Slowly she grabbed her cock and led me into the entrance of my mother's vagina. Both our hearts were about to explode.
If my love, put it in, put it in please. Said mom with her eyes closed.
But he opened his eyes well when he felt like the cock was entering. It was wet but her pussy was tight. Strangely for her age. Maybe due to lack of sex.
Ohhh He jadeed him feeling like he was squeezing Mom's pussy.
Ahhh she moaned feeling like it was slowly sinking in each time.
Ahh mom
If he drinks. Yes!
They were having sex, mother and son. With shame and modesty but with an enormous heat like they had never experienced in their life. It was something indescribable. They hadn't had sex for a long time, much more my mother of course. But they were recovering the lost time. Slowly accelerating the pace. She gasped, grabbed him by the arms. It was very intense.
Ahh momma
If he drinks, if my love.
Ahhhh. I couldn't take it anymore. It was too much of a load, besides the emotional component.
If he drinks. Long all.
Ahhh momma, ahhh mamma AHHHH I LOVE YOU AHHHH. He was giving it to her fiercely,
Mama was twisting herself, rotating her face towards the sides.
She shuddered. They were animals in heat. She felt like jets flooding her entire vulva, which made her have an orgasm too. The strongest of her life. She was trembling and holding onto him. Both were finishing together amidst gasps. They stayed together for a bit until he came out of her and the semen started coming out of her. She had been flooded with sperm.
They threw themselves onto the bed exhausted from the experience. The bodies were sweaty and she was covered in sweat, not just her body. She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. After a while, you can hear the sound of the shower. My brother stayed on the bed. His gaze gets lost in emptiness seeing his mother's thong thrown on the floor.
After the fever I thought about how everything would continue. How they would keep going with their lives.
What did I do? He was asking himself, torturing himself with the thought. He had caught his own mother.
Mama continued bathing, the water fell on her body and she washed off the streaks of semen and sweat. Contrasting with his feelings, she felt good.
A while later she got out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She sat on the bed with her back to him. He stood up and went to take a shower while mom was changing. He took a quick shower and when he returned to the room, he saw mom already asleep wearing a slip and a sweater. He had never seen that expression on her face before, she was sleeping peacefully.
Will continue
I hope you like it. Thanks for the support. There will be another story in this series.
realizing that both of them are in a very similar situation in their lives.
Chapter 1 link:http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/3734029/Mi-madre-y-mi-hermano-pasan-el-fin-de-semana-juntos-Relato.html
REPORT - My mother and my brother spend the weekend together - 2nd part
The sun's rays indicated a new day. Until mid-morning, there was free breakfast at the hotel so they took advantage of it. They ate to recharge energy and plan the day. They woke up well. He didn't remember anything from the previous day.
The day passed without any major news. After lunch, my brother went to a museum alone since that wouldn't interest her and she took advantage of seeing some clothing stores. Mom took the opportunity to send me a message and took some photos. Later, the day was more of the same. They met up in the afternoon, strolled along the pedestrian street. They had a snack and later ate something. They returned to the hotel and went to their room.
When they arrived, they found another disappointment. There was no light and my brother was about to bother me again.
Relax son. Why don't we take advantage and go get something to drink? It's the last night here...
Okay. It's fine. He said still a bit annoyed, but it would pass soon.
My mother grabbed her purse and went to the bathroom to change.
My brother was surprised to see her. She looked stunning. She wore a black bralette, a white pantsuit that was slightly fitted to the body and low-heeled shoes. It surprised him because she didn't usually dress like that. At least, we thought so. She really looked great.
Okay let's go. He said.
They left the hotel and walked a few blocks looking for a place that would catch their attention. She didn't have much night left so for her, anything would be fine. They decided on a bar and sat down at one of the sidewalk tables. They ordered something to drink, my brother encouraged her to order something with alcohol. She rarely drank alcohol or very little sometimes. This was a special occasion so it was okay.
My mother was attracting glances from the men who passed by, of all ages and one from the table in front that would look at her sideways every now and then. She exerted a kind of magnetism that night. They were taking and laughing, enjoying the moment.
Heh heh, I'm coming to the bathroom, He said making a gesture as if he was doing it himself.
Mama entered the bar. Inside, the atmosphere was more lively. The music was loud and seemed more like a billiard hall than a bar. There were quite a few people standing so I had to pass by asking permission. That mature woman didn't go unnoticed. At one point she felt a hand in an inappropriate place but her naivety made her think it was something involuntary due to the commotion.
By luck there was no line in the women's bathroom, actually nobody. She locked herself in a stall and felt relief as her bladder calmed down. Suddenly something left her perplexed. There were woman's moans coming from the adjacent stall. Muffled gasps that became louder at times between the music coming from outside. Instantly she understood what was happening.
Oh my god she thought. A while later she got up and went to wash her hands. She was about to leave but something made her stay a little longer. It intrigued her, the gasps were getting stronger. Now you could hear a male voice gasping. The walls were being pounded, you could hear the sound of bodies colliding and the agitated breathing of both. The guy was about to cum when she decided to get out of there once and for all.
A while later, he returned to the table and they continued talking about trivial but necessary things. He didn't mention anything about what he witnessed in the bathroom. They were just passing the time without any other concern. Now it's my brother who is going to the bathroom leaving my mother alone at the table.
Dude, idol, crack, the old lady you're eating eh One of the skinny guys inside the disco said and couldn't take their eyes off mom.
And did you blow her already? Said another.
While my mother was alone at the table, prey to predators. Some kids passed by that street and looked her up and down. One of them said a cheeky pickup line.
Guys unmannered, they don't have age nor to be my kids. She thought. How many things had changed since she was young.
It's my old man sick My brother replied
Uhh sorry crazy.
Ahhaha you got it wrong His friend told the first one. Despite being the one who asked if he had intimate contact with her.
When my brother came back from the bathroom these people offered to invite them something as an apology. He didn't want but they were insistent so he had no other choice than to accept. Anyway, they were going to be there for a bit longer and then returning already to the hotel.
My brother came back to the table with those two guys. They seemed only a little younger than him, and one sat next to the lady and the other next to my brother. They introduced themselves. They had good lips so mom got caught up talking. They were invited for another round of beers.
No, I'm done with that now. She said enough already.
Is there even a little glass? Give it!
Mama accepted and took another small pint of beer. The truth is that she was having fun.
The conversation was entering another terrain. Mom got excited to recount what she witnessed in the bathroom.
In the bathroom... there was a couple having sex haha Said with a giggle.
My brother couldn't believe what our mother was saying. At once he got hard over the things she told. He hid his erection under the table. Yesterday's thoughts kept haunting him. Plus, he had to go to the bathroom. He didn't want to leave her with those two but had no choice. He went to the bathroom saying he'd be back. He couldn't help having impure thoughts about her. Probably due to the effect of alcohol. Another hot night having her asleep in a camisole beside him, a forbidden woman.
While those two were getting closer and closer to her, they were flirting with her. It was clear that their intentions were to take her to bed but it wouldn't be at all easy. A little later my brother arrived.
Well, we're leaving now. Said generally.
Yes, let's go son She answered.
Already?
Yes, we're leaving now. Thanks for the beers
They had spent a rather weird but fun night in the end. Then after some minutes, they were already back at the hotel.
Toward a horrible heat. Without air, he opened the window to let in some air but it was hot. A gentle breeze blew.
I'm going to change, said Mom.
She went to the bathroom to change. While my brother stayed in shorts. My mother put on the same nightgown from the other day with the difference that now it had a thong on. I had never used it before. She was wearing it for the first time today. I had only bought it to feel sexy, nothing more, but I had never been able to use it.
Oh, it's so hot! She said sitting down on the bed ready to recline.
Again she could see her progenitor's half-naked body. Her hips and beautiful legs. She turned over to go to sleep. But that night no one would sleep yet, whether from thoughts or heat. My mother was a woman who had trouble sleeping but hadn't taken the pills she used sometimes. Besides, she had taken them, very little but had taken them, and on top of that she was uncomfortable.
I looked at his side and saw that his son was turned over to the other side.
God that's annoying. I can't take this anymore. Said unhooking her bra.
A while later he took it out and left it on the side. My brother realized. Each time I was getting more nervous with the situation. Like it wasn't weird to share the bed with his mature mother in her nightgown and now in breasts. Not visible but finally in breasts.
It was also true that he hadn't jerked off in a while and needed relief. In some way it was getting hard at an inconvenient moment like this one. I would have waited until mom was asleep to go to the bathroom and get off watching some video. But that woman didn't sleep. She was like an owl, with her thoughts present. Suddenly she starts sobbing.
What's going on? He said a bit worried.
What? No way, son, nothing's wrong. replied.
But it turned out that she was bad at lying. She had opened a door that couldn't be closed in their previous conversation. And although she tried to be strong, she was making an impression on her. The truth is that she was scared, felt adrift. Even though she had been unhappy most of the time in her marriage, it had given her a sense of security.
I no longer knew if leaving everything had been the best decision. It was hard for him to start over at his age. After a while, mom began crying. He got up and went to get a handkerchief and a glass of water. When he gave it to her, he saw without wanting to see her cleavage and noticed that you could see her nipples. Nervous, he handed her the glass and then the handkerchief.
Thanks She said. Taking both things.
Sorry, I always do the same thing. Ruined the trip. She continued saying that.
No, mom, you didn't ruin anything. He said sitting down beside her.
It's that I feel so lost. I don't know. I don't know what to do. It's not fair that I lose my family. I always sacrifice and forgive things for us to be all together.
But if you weren't happy, why were you going to keep putting up with it?
I don't know. I don't know. She said hugging him. She needed containment from someone she could trust. In her own blood, someone who wouldn't leave her and would take care of her.
You and your brother are the most precious thing to me.
Although she always had a closer relationship with him. More open to profound dialogues. Being the two of them very similar in that sentimental way of being.
He felt like he was supporting her tits and even though he made an effort it wasn't a rock. Mom wasn't stupid, she had noticed but didn't say anything.
Thanks, I knew I could count on you. He said while filling his cheek with kisses.
Good mom, it's already fine. I was saying. But he felt fine. Both consoled each other in their sorrows. Both going through similar things.
She never knew why, but at that moment it seemed right to her. She made him recline and without saying a word she climbed on top of him. My brother was stunned but didn't react. Immediately she looked at him fixedly and then brought her lips to his, fitting them together with a kiss. They started kissing. It felt very good. It was something unusual but it felt very good. Slowly they started doing it more intensely. There was something unresolved. Something that both of them wanted unconsciously.
Mom... He said when they stopped for a few seconds.
Shh She said wanting to lie down vertically on the bed. He moved to one side. Once she was lying on her back, he looked at her and opened her legs inviting him in. The camisón had risen up and he could see the black thong. Both of their hearts were racing a thousand times. My mother's gaze was totally unknown to him. It was that of an excited woman. With desire, with ragged breathing. He took a breath and said to her.
If you don't want to do it I understand. But decide quickly please. His eyes expressed a gaze that was a mix of lust and at the same time modesty.
My brother had his mother offering herself to him, ready to let him penetrate her.
Mama...
That didn't seem like his mother. Rather, she seemed a hot and excited woman. Something very intense was running through the bodies of both and perhaps with judgment clouded by that same heat he took off his boxers leaving his cock fully hard.
My mother delighted in seeing my member. It had been so long since the last time she had seen one and it was her son's. Both were about to commit incest. They were about to cross the last moral barrier. But both wanted it, there was no going back.
I took my mother by the hips and pulled down her thong. Slowly it slid down to her feet, then I pulled it off and threw it aside. Mom lifted up her nightgown and showed me her vagina well. It was something very strong to go back to where I had come from. She had beautiful pink lips and a pubic area covered with a little hair. Slowly she grabbed her cock and led me into the entrance of my mother's vagina. Both our hearts were about to explode.
If my love, put it in, put it in please. Said mom with her eyes closed.
But he opened his eyes well when he felt like the cock was entering. It was wet but her pussy was tight. Strangely for her age. Maybe due to lack of sex.
Ohhh He jadeed him feeling like he was squeezing Mom's pussy.
Ahhh she moaned feeling like it was slowly sinking in each time.
Ahh mom
If he drinks. Yes!
They were having sex, mother and son. With shame and modesty but with an enormous heat like they had never experienced in their life. It was something indescribable. They hadn't had sex for a long time, much more my mother of course. But they were recovering the lost time. Slowly accelerating the pace. She gasped, grabbed him by the arms. It was very intense.
Ahh momma
If he drinks, if my love.
Ahhhh. I couldn't take it anymore. It was too much of a load, besides the emotional component.
If he drinks. Long all.
Ahhh momma, ahhh mamma AHHHH I LOVE YOU AHHHH. He was giving it to her fiercely,
Mama was twisting herself, rotating her face towards the sides.
She shuddered. They were animals in heat. She felt like jets flooding her entire vulva, which made her have an orgasm too. The strongest of her life. She was trembling and holding onto him. Both were finishing together amidst gasps. They stayed together for a bit until he came out of her and the semen started coming out of her. She had been flooded with sperm.
They threw themselves onto the bed exhausted from the experience. The bodies were sweaty and she was covered in sweat, not just her body. She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. After a while, you can hear the sound of the shower. My brother stayed on the bed. His gaze gets lost in emptiness seeing his mother's thong thrown on the floor.
After the fever I thought about how everything would continue. How they would keep going with their lives.
What did I do? He was asking himself, torturing himself with the thought. He had caught his own mother.
Mama continued bathing, the water fell on her body and she washed off the streaks of semen and sweat. Contrasting with his feelings, she felt good.
A while later she got out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She sat on the bed with her back to him. He stood up and went to take a shower while mom was changing. He took a quick shower and when he returned to the room, he saw mom already asleep wearing a slip and a sweater. He had never seen that expression on her face before, she was sleeping peacefully.
Will continue
I hope you like it. Thanks for the support. There will be another story in this series.
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