What I'm going to tell you started happening four months ago, when I was just turning 40 years old, my husband and son were the same age, and my son had just turned 18... My mother-in-law had been a widow for three months at the age of 60 and lived alone in a city 100 km from ours... We live in a provincial capital, I'm a professor at the university and my husband is a professor at an institute... We're a very liberal family, we talk about everything openly with our son and at home we wear comfortable and uninhibited clothes... I had always liked sex a lot and had profusely enjoyed it with my husband, without any kind of restraint, we had tried everything, but lately my husband's level had dropped significantly and we had become a conventional marriage... After almost 20 years of marriage, sex had become monotonous and boring... I had adapted to the circumstances, but my sexuality was still there, latent, waiting to be awakened at any moment... What I didn't imagine was who was going to awaken it... My son, being an only child, was quite spoiled, we almost always got what he wanted... We're a well-off family and don't have financial problems, so the kid had everything. Many times we had considered giving him a sister... Having a little pair hadn't made much of an illusion for me, but due to my professional career, I never thought it was the right time... It was a recurring topic that we brought up every few years and when I turned 40, we realized that we were at an age where we should see our dream of having a little pair come true, so I had to do something, so in my last period, which is when you have to do it, my gynecologist removed the IUD, with the idea of trying to get pregnant and just that same month everything started happening that I'm going to tell... My son's relationship with his father was very good, they did many things together. together (padel, bicycle, mountaineering...) They had a lot of confidence and talked about all topics, including sex, from the men's point of view, of course...
With me, the relationship was more intimate, I was like their 'classmate', we discussed many study-related things, but only joked about sex, serious matters were discussed with their father...
He was my passion, I adored him...
I treated me like a friend, we would joke around, give each other hugs, kisses, and playful slaps without any sexual connotation...
But from the beginning of the year, I started to notice that that confidence and familiarity had begun to change little by little in a very subtle but increasingly evident way...
Everything still seemed the same, but only apparently...
I started noticing that all our jokes and games began to have a certain erotic load...
At first, everything was very subtle... More daring caresses on my body and breasts, longer kisses, tickles...
I almost didn't notice I was entering his game because I loved him so much, I just let myself go...
And so the first months of that year went by in a kind of game without apparent malice from either of us, until the tragedy of my father-in-law's death occurred...
This traumatic event, among many other grave and painful things, also affected our game... My son stopped playing with me and for over a month everything went back to normal...
No doubt his grandfather's death had cooled down his ardent adolescence...
But... by mid-May, the waters flowed again and I started feeling his caresses in my body once more, now with even greater intensity...
Each of his caresses, kisses, and cuddles was producing more pleasant sensations until I became conscious that what I was feeling was simply pleasure... Let's go because my body had started to perceive everything as something more pleasant than it had been perceiving until then...
I'm 160 cm tall and my son is about the same height as his father, around 175 cm...
I have a small body, but good breasts and a good butt...
My son recently focused on those two parts of my body and gave me good wanks every time he got the chance...
The most surprising thing for me was that when I started to be aware of what was happening, not only didn't I get annoyed or feel burdened, but... I liked it! ...
My son's caresses had awakened my dormant sexuality from its lethargy and I was feeling again sensations that I had forgotten...
By day, I would put on a light robe crossed and tied at the waist (like a bathrobe) and underneath only my underwear, as we were starting summer and everyone was wearing lightweight clothes...
At night, before sleeping, I would change into a kind of camisole with ties that reached down to my knees...
My husband and son wore comfortable athletic shorts and wide cotton shirts for sleeping, and nothing but boxer shorts at night...
I have scandalous nipples, which get erect as soon as they're touched or caressed, and more than once I've had them exposed if the bra I'm wearing is thin... So, my breasts were authentic magnets for men's eyes...
At home, whether with a robe or the camisole I wore to sleep, they were constantly on their toes, so it was no wonder that my nipples became my son's favorite toy...
He would grab them with his fingers, above what I was wearing each time he could and squeeze them gently, which I loved... It gave me a rich, thrilling sensation that ran through my whole body... Many times, if he prolonged it beyond normal, I'd let out a little moan of pleasure... And the bad thing is... It's not that I liked the skinny ones my son measured up to, the bad thing is that my son had realized it because it was very evident and this made each day become more daring... I simply let myself be done with and sometimes, more playfully than other times, I would 'reprimand' him with a... - Cariñoooooo..., which sounded more like an invitation than a reprimand... Each time it became more evident our complicity, which was manifest when his father entered the scene... We both pretended immediately, so that for my son it was clear, we were on the same wavelength, let's say he followed the 'game' this way, so in front of his father, he would stop, but when we were alone, each time he became more daring... In the mornings I woke up first and went directly to the kitchen with my pajamas to prepare breakfast and clean up from dinner, while my husband and son showered... Then, after breakfast and cleaning, I showered and prepared myself... That was one of the moments that lately had caught my son for giving his 'favorite toy' a good going over... my breasts... As soon as I heard the sound of his father's shower, he would appear in the kitchen, catch me from behind and give me a good going over until we stopped hearing the shower, then he would dash off to his bathroom to shower and get ready... Lately, he was putting his hands up my top and catching my nipples with his fingers directly, which caused a preorgasmic reaction in me, including moans... And if that wasn't enough, since he was wearing boxers, I felt the hardness of his penis on the back of my spine and my butt, which he squeezed and moved, rubbing it against my rear end... The session only lasted a few minutes, but left me dying to go, so many times I went directly to the bathroom next to the kitchen and finished the job with a quick, gratifying orgasm... Recently, also, when we were watching TV at night in the living room, sitting three of us on the sofa, my son would put his hand under the blanket that covered my legs and push it between us... I would grab his hand to stop him from going further and look at him with a reproachful expression, indicating to his father with my eyes that he couldn't get away... But even though I held his hand with mine, he wouldn't take it back, he enjoyed feeling it there, squeezing it against my thigh, very close to my underwear and felt a very pleasant sensation... My son realized what was happening and instead of stopping at the thighs, started putting his hand all the way in, leaving it directly on top of my sex, above my underwear... I would open my legs a little to make it easier for him and then close them again, pinching his hand, so he could barely move it, but that turned me on like a motor, partly because of the pleasure of feeling his hand rubbing against my sex and partly because of the thrill of doing it with my husband there... Of course, my husband also had his reward, because when we went to bed, with the heat I was carrying, we would have some intense ejaculations like we hadn't in a long time... My son's little games had reactivated our sexual life... So, he decided to touch me directly!... That's how it is that one morning when he entered the kitchen and caught me from behind as usual, instead of putting his hands on my breasts, as always, he grabbed me with his right hand around my waist while pushing his left hand inside my underwear, taking it straight to my sex which he received happily... My initial reaction was logically surprising, but I immediately reacted in a totally opposite way to how one is supposed to react... since instead of closing my legs to make it difficult for him to access my most intimate part, I opened them a little, unconsciously because that's what my body was asking for, which the guy took advantage of by inserting his fingers inside my dripping pussy... Buffffff
Between the tension of the situation, the morbidness of feeling something from my son inside me for the first time and the pleasure he was giving me by moving his fingers inside my pussy, I had an unmistakable orgasm, accompanied by inevitable moans of pleasure... Ahahaha...
My son, on the other hand, pulled out his cock so roughly against my ass that it came out of his underwear and started running directly onto my back and butt, making everything a mess with his abundant flow, even reaching the floor...
As soon as he finished coming, he took off to his bathroom and I went to mine, with my legs trembling and my whole body still agitated from the last throes of the incredible orgasm I had just had...
I cleaned up as best I could and immediately returned to the kitchen to clean up the puddles formed by my son's semen running down my body... Bufffff... What a passed! That was incredible, but also very dangerous because we lost track of time and my husband couldn't have caught us...
This made me reflect and for the first time I realized that this wasn't just a game anymore, it had become something very serious and needed to be taken differently than how I had been taking it until now...
I liked it a lot and so did my son, but we couldn't keep going on like this...
I turned it over in my mind and finally saw only one solution... Telling my husband, taking the iron out of the matter, as if... well... The boy was no longer a boy and had started to have more confidence with me than normal... I didn't care, but I didn't want any bad scenes between us...
I would tell him so he knew what it was, talk to him about it if he thought it was convenient... If only he had told me how I should act... And so I did... I talked to him about it in bed that night and... I didn't expect the surprise that awaited me!...
Our conversation was more or less as follows:
- Honey, I want to tell you something a bit delicate, because I don't know what to do and I don't want any bad vibes between us...
- I imagine where this is going, so speak freely... Tell me...
- Well, see if you're ready, then let's see... What did you imagine would happen?...
- Something about our son...
- Oh well, I see I'm not wrong, but good, what you don't know is what I'm going to tell you...
- What gets your hands dirty? ... Haha
- Damn it... I see that if you imagine it... That is, I'm really worried and it turns out you already knew and besides, it seems like it makes you happy...
- Well, because it's normal at his age and especially with a woman as close to him as you are... Haha
Totally bewildered by my husband's reaction, but delighted that he takes it so well, I responded by making myself offended...
- But... I'm his mother! ...
- Of course, and he loves you like a mother, but he desires you like a woman... It's something very normal in only children, because they focus all their attention on their mother...
- Ah, is that so? ... Well, you're also an only child... Did the same thing happen to you with your mother?...
- Of course it did, that's why I know what I'm talking about...
- Damn it... Damn it... Damn it... I was going from surprise to surprise...
- Are you telling me that you also touched your mother at your son's age?
- Yes, that's what I'm saying, so don't worry about me because I've been in the same situation and I wish my father had been more understanding, that's why I want to be now... I'll be totally understanding of what's happening between us...
- Whooooosh... With all the twists I'd given it to see how he would handle this delicate matter and it turns out my husband just makes a big wave... Do you mean that with that you're going to be understanding?
- Well, I'm not going to get involved in your relationship, you don't have to worry about me... if what you like is what makes you happy, then it's clear that you like it, and there's no problem for me...
- Jeez... And why do you think I like being made to feel like our son?
- Because it's obvious... Haha... You don't see your face when you're getting it on at night and trying to hide while you're enjoying yourself... Haha
- Jeez... So you knew and let me get my son hot just so you could give me a good screwing later, right? Haha
- Exactly... That's one of the positive things about this game of three, everyone enjoys it... Haha...
- Well, to be honest, I really enjoy what's going on because I'm getting double pleasure and now that I know you don't just mind, but actually like it too, because you understand your son's needs, so for me... honey over eyes...
At this point, questions were piling up in my head...
- But are we going to tell our son or keep going like this?
- I think we should keep going like this for now, without telling him anything, about what I know, so he can enjoy the thrill of the situation, because it's irreproducible sensations that only those who have lived them can understand...
I had never thought about screwing my son... What we were doing was great, it had awakened my dormant sexuality and activated sexual relations with my husband, but...
- Screw my son? Never occurred to me, but now that my husband has told me, not only do I start seeing it as a possibility, but even desiring it, so I asked my husband...
- But is there any limit?... Because he's going to want to keep going and it's clear his goal will be to get screwed by me, which I suppose would also be the... yours at the moment. And by the way... Did you finish screwing your mother?... - No, we didn't manage to fuck because I think both of us had tacitly set that limit, and it only lasted a month, the month before I came to study at university and that cooled my passion... Then I met you and you covered all my sexual needs and fantasies, so I never needed my mother again and she accepted it with the same naturalness she had accepted my caresses in her moment, although I suppose both of us would have liked it to happen... - So then... What did you do? - Well... Less screwing, everything... I started rubbing her tits, which by the way, at that time were very similar to yours, I sucked her nipples, put my hand on her and made her come several times... She put her hand on me, she was giving me head and letting me come in her mouth..., well, all that I imagine you've started doing too... The only difference being that in the case of our son, he won't be leaving anywhere, so it's logical that you will finish screwing, which is sure to happen when the moment comes, and you'll want it more than anything... - Damn... My husband had assumed my son and I were going to finish screwing... Buffff... This put me at a thousand per hour... Did I want it?... I was already wanting it!... The conversation had left me totally horny, so I took off my shirt and underwear, grabbed my husband's cock, which he had ready or more than I did and said... - Screw me. Screw me now that I'm getting turned on by the walls... Bufffff My husband didn't think twice, took off his boxers, got between my legs, which I had opened wide, put his cock in the entrance of my gaping vagina and with one stroke he pushed it all the way in... I let out a satisfied scream and he started screwing me with real passion... two, we didn't take much time to get excited... It started with him, launching his hot cum shots inside of me...
I began to feel intense and scandalous orgasm as I felt that liquid heat flooding my strange parts...
-Ahahah... Siiiiii... Joder... Joder... Buffffff... What a wild ride... So good... Such great sex... I love you, my love... Bufffff... I love you too...
-And I to you, my life... Buffffff... Joder... I was about to burst... Mother of God, what a climax... Bufffff...
Finally, my husband after giving me a generous ration of passionate kisses, pulled out his cock from my squirting pussy and collapsed onto the bed...
I felt like his semen was flowing in waves from my overflowing vagina, with one hand trying to contain it, I rushed to the bathroom to clean up my intimate parts...
Joder... What a wild sex we just had! ...
As I mentioned earlier, after 20 years of marriage, my husband and I had already had a fairly monotonous sexual life, despite our imagination and trying new things, but now our son has joined the equation and the result is becoming incredible...
My husband's sexuality had also woken up from its slumber, and mine simply took off... Buffff...
Once properly cleaned up, I returned to the bedroom... My husband was sleeping and snoring like a saint, but I, after coming into contact with the water in the bidet on my lower parts, was fully awake and the morbo of everything we had talked about had taken hold of my head, so I, completely naked as I was, went to my son's room without any specific purpose, but mentally prepared for anything...
I turned on the light in the bathroom that was in front of his bedroom, illuminating it slightly...
I approached the bed and observed him carefully...
He was lying on his back with his legs slightly apart and one bent at the knee...
For the first time, I didn't see my son with mother's eyes, I saw him like... my dark object of desire...
Only had on my slip-type underwear, so even though his penis was obviously at rest, the bulge was noticeable... At that moment I realized it had been years since I'd seen my son's penis and didn't remember ever having seen it erect, so I had no idea what size it would be, but assumed it would be similar to his father's, which was well-endowed...
Buffffff... Just looking at him lying there, with that piece of young body at my complete disposal, got me all worked up...
I had to make real efforts to contain myself and not do what my body was begging me to do in that moment...
I would have liked to get his cock out of its prison, eat it until it was hard and then sit on it and take it inside... Bufffffff...
Finally, without touching him, because if I had touched him, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop, I went back to my bedroom, consoling myself with the knowledge that someday I could fulfill all my fantasies with my beloved son...
I got into bed and started thinking about it...
I had my husband's consent to let my son do whatever he wanted with my body...
But also, now that I knew what I knew, I could take the initiative and do what I pleased with my son's body, since my husband hadn't set any limits and my son would be delighted with any of my initiatives...
If, as my husband had said, we were going to end up fucking in the end, then from my point of view, the sooner the better...
I'd give my son some surprises so he could live those unique moments and sensations that his father had lived and wanted him to live too, and when I saw him prepared and decided, I'd do what was necessary for both of us to fulfill our greatest fantasy... fuck!...
And with these thoughts, I finally fell asleep, without knowing that everything would soon come crashing down, that I'd be fucking my son much sooner than my husband and I had imagined... tomorrow I was already like everyone else's days in the kitchen, waiting for my son's arrival, but this time prepared to participate actively... He arrived as always from behind and started grabbing me by the straps... I, to his surprise, turned around facing him and said... - Good morning, sweetheart, today you'll let me do what I want, sit down on that chair... My obedient but puzzled son sat down in the chair I had indicated... I positioned myself in front of him and, taking hold of the straps of my shirt with my hands, let it slide off my body and fall to the floor, leaving me standing in front of my son in my underwear with my breasts at his mouth level... My son was left stunned, with his mouth open... I, to get him out of his amazement, approached one of my breasts and let him suck on my nipple in his open mouth... That was like a detonator for my son, he rushed to my breasts, devouring them disorderly... I grabbed his head and said... - Calm down, sweetheart, no one's going to take them away from you, suck them like when you nursed from them and enjoy it, that's my life... My son calmed down and began to suck on my nipples alternately, sucking and caressing them with his tongue, which started producing a pleasure that ran through my entire body like an electric shock... Buffffff... Suddenly my son grabbed my breasts with both hands, put his head between them and began to give out moans of pleasure, while his cock, which had come out at the top of his slip, shot semen in all directions... That was the detonator for me too, I came with an intense and wonderful orgasm... Buffffff... What a joy... Ahahah... Ahahah... My son still panting got up from the chair ready to rush off to his bathroom, but I, with my body trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm, held him back, hugged him, pinching my nipples on his chest and brought my mouth to his, seeking a kiss, which he immediately put all his effort into... He hugged me... pushing my body against his, as if he wanted to merge them, he put all of my mouth inside his and his tongue inside mine and we merged in the most passionate kiss I remember... Under his hands on my ass and pressed me against his cock, rubbing against it and leaving me lost with the semen that was impregnated in his underwear... Then finally we separated and he came out buzzing to his bathroom, I suppose exhausted thinking about when his father could arrive at any moment... And, of course, since this time I hadn't noticed the time or the sound of the shower, when I was standing there, still standing, in the middle of the kitchen, in my underwear with my body covered in semen from my son all over, my husband entered with a complicit smile and said... - Well, see that you didn't take long to make me wait and that you two have had an amazing time... - Buffffff... You don't know how well, look at how my son left me and I still tremble with legs from the impressive orgasm he gave me... You were right, this has to be lived and enjoyed step by step... I approached him, being careful not to stain his clothes and giving him a kiss on the lips, I said... - Thanks, my love, for wanting our son so much and allowing us to live the same experience you had at his age... Of course, it's definitely an unique experience that I think our son should enjoy too and of course I will also... The day passed without anything else notable until night fell... I sat on the sofa with my robe crossed, but with a particularity... Nothing underneath!... I winked at my husband to discreetly keep him informed... My son was surprised to see me in my robe, but didn't say anything... As always, he put his hand under the blanket and slid between my thighs, which were slightly open to facilitate access... When he reached my crotch and realized I wasn't wearing underwear, he looked at me with a surprised face, I smiled... giving him to understand that it was at his disposal... The, totally disconcerted, began to caress my public hair, looking at me, as if asking for my consent to continue advancing... I made a slight nod of assent and he didn't leave me introducing his hand a little more, until it reached my sex, which awaited him warm, pulsating, and humid... He introduced his fingers without any problem into my pussy and began to move them, not leaving me... I narrowed my eyes and prepared to enjoy an orgasm that was about to come, when suddenly my son pulled out his hand, got up, and said he was going to the bathroom, and ran off the salon... My husband and I looked at each other and let out a contained laugh... It was clear that my son, in front of his imminent ejaculation, in such a compromising context, had decided to go to relieve himself in his bathroom... My husband put his hand under the blanket and touched my pussy with his fingers... Bufffff - Oh dear, you saw this, we can't let it be like this... He grabbed my hand and we went to our bedroom, where I cooled off with a quick screw... Here you have me, here I'll kill you... After washing up quickly, I returned to the salon, while my husband had fallen asleep after coming... When my son arrived, he was already there and asked about his father... I told him that his head hurt and he had gone to bed, and that I had also used the bathroom... I had come with my son in the morning and just had a quick screw with my husband, but with everything that had happened since the day before, I was in a state of constant anxiety and overexcitement... The image of my son sleeping the night before and leaving me with desires to eat him whole came to mind... Now he was sitting there looking at me with a face of... What now?... Buffffff... I had agreed with my husband to let him enjoy everything he had enjoyed with his mother, but I already didn't... it could have lasted longer, what was burning inside me... I had to screw him already!... I sat down beside him and grasping his hands with mine, I said... - What would you like to do now that we're alone, darling?... - Whatever you want, mom, after this morning's events, I'll leave it up to you, no doubt... I was ready for anything, so I said... - Tell me one thing, darling, have you ever thought about making love with me?... Bufffff... My son almost gave me a scare, but he quickly reacted and answered... - Constantly, mom, that's what I desire most in this world... But I imagine that one thing is doing it to enjoy ourselves and live life well, and another is making love, especially for Papa, because I don't want to hurt him, as I love him so much... Bufffff... My son's declaration of love towards his father left me exposed, standing before him like just anyone who doesn't care about putting horns on her husband with her own son, that's why I said... - I also love your father very much and wouldn't do anything to hurt him, that's why I want you to know that what we've been doing these last days has been with his knowledge and approval... My son looked at me with a surprised face and said... - Does Papa know what we're doing and approve it?... - Yes, darling, and not just approve it, but he himself has been the one who encouraged me to keep going with our games, when I told him what was happening between us, which until then hadn't gone beyond simple caresses from your part... My son, as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, said to me with a face full of emotion, joy, and desire... - So Papa wouldn't mind if we made love?... - Not at all, but since we've reached this point, I'd prefer it if we left it for another time, after your father talks to you and tells you the reasons why he understands and approves our relationship as lovers... My son, with a face full of intrigue and... Surprise me said... - Lovers?... Are you and I lovers?
- Yes, darling, that's what we've become over the last few days, lovers, and when we finally make love, it will be definitive...
My son stayed there looking at me, flipping colors, because he had just become aware of what he was doing with his mother wasn't the game he had in mind, something he had started as a game, but now his mother called it by its name...
What really had turned his game into was... A lovers' relationship!...
And that was reality, we were mother and son and at the same time, Lovers!...
- And then, shall we go to sleep?
- No... I'd like to do something I think would be great for both of us and we haven't had a chance to do yet...
What my son said with a happy face and an ear-to-ear smile...
- Don't tell me you want to suck it?
- Well, if that's what I want, that's exactly what I want... I want your cock, which I've only seen from afar, I want to touch it with my hands, I want to suck it with my mouth and savor your semen when you come...
Buffffff... My son almost fell out of his orbit of surprise and amazement at what he was hearing...
- For God's sake, Mom, totally agree, how do we do it?
- Take off everything and lie down on the couch...
My son undressed and as he took off his boxers, his cock sprang up like a spring-loaded toy and stayed there, right in front of me, challenging...
Finally I had it, right in front of me, in all its glory... Buffffff... It was precious, about the same size as his father's, completely virgin and finally going to be mine, all mine...
Then he lay down on the couch, I put a cushion on the floor, knelt down beside him and started...
Grabbed it for the first time what I had so longed to grab.... Ummmmmm... While my other hand caressed sturdy, fat and loaded with cum... Ummmmmm... I wanted
All that warm milk for me... His penis was hard, very hard and hot, very hot... Gently pull his skin down and his foreskin remained completely open... Enormous and shiny... Bring my mouth close and lick it with my tongue as if it were a caramel... My son contracted his body, as if he had given him a cramp, his cock pulsating in my hand... Then trap his foreskin with my moist lips and start to suck it like an ice cream cone, with my lips and tongue... Ummmmmm... It was soft like velvet... My son twisted and launched moans of pleasure... After savoring well savored his foreskin, I introduced more into my mouth, until I reached the part of his skin that moved, pressed my lips on it and started to move my mouth up and down, doing a 'masturbation' with my lips... Bufffffffff... My son was already unable to hold back anymore and between gasps and moans of pleasure, he told me... - Bufffff... I'm coming mom... I'm comingooooo... And began to release jets of semen into my mouth... I kept moving my movements, at the same time as I went swallowing all the semen I could, letting the rest flow down his penis... My son had grabbed my head with both hands and moved his hips in an automatic movement of copulation, as if he were fucking me and not stopping from screaming, although containedly, supposed to be so as not to wake up his father... - Siiiiiiii... Like mom... Asiiiii... Bufffff... Bufffff... It's delicious... Ahahah... Ahahah... When he finally finished coming, he relaxed his whole body, let go of my head and told me, while I was still sucking and swallowing semen... - Bufffff... Mom, it's been incredible, the best orgasm of my life... I, who was as you can imagine, but who had not yet come, abandoned his cock, which had already begun to lose its hardness, and told him with a look that said it all... - Now I need you to give me a 'hand' on my... While sitting in the... sofa in the site where my son had abandoned me, understanding what he wanted to do...
He got down on his knees now on the cushion, put his hands under my thighs and grabbed my ass, pulling my body until it was at the edge of the sofa, then put his head between my legs, which I had opened wide apart and started eating me out in a disordered and anxious way...
I was moaning and told him...
- Make it more calm, darling, no one's going to take it away from you, it's yours, my love... ahahah... Ahahah
He calmed down and started giving me softer and more tender tongue kisses, sucking everything he could find, including the clitoris, without being aware of what he was doing, producing an incredible pleasure, which combined with the warmth I had for the blow job, ended in a scandalous orgasm...
Ahahah... Siiiiiii, that's my life, asiiiii... Ahahah.. Ahahah... I'm comingooooo... Me corrooooooo... Ahahahhhh
My son was sucking and sucking because I had imprisoned his head with my legs and hands, and the poor guy could barely breathe through his nose...
When I finally relaxed, I opened my legs and released his head, after taking a few minutes to catch our breath, we got up from the sofa, hugged each other, and joined in a passionate kiss that lasted an eternity.
We were so excited that we almost devoured each other, as if we wanted to eat each other...
When we finally calmed down, we started saying sweet and loving things to each other...
- I love you, my love, I'll keep loving you like a mother, but now I'll also love you like the best lover in the world...
- I love you too, mom, and now I'll love you even more, I desire with all my soul to get inside you through the same site that I came out... Buffff... I'm dying of excitement...
- I know, my life, I also desire to have you inside me again, and tomorrow I promise we'll fulfill our desire, I promise you, my love...
After kisses and more kisses, we went to sleep, each one in their own bed... just two days ago, my son and I had done everything, except... relax...
In the morning when I woke up, I started telling my sleepy husband about all that had happened the night before after our fight...
He told me he had been listening to us, as we were making out and was very happy that I had listened to him and was enjoying it with our son and I also...
I told him what our son had said when I asked him if he wanted to make love with me and he replied that it was logical, given the affection they shared...
He said he would talk to him about it after lunch, in front of me, and we would clear everything up so there wouldn't be any problems between us...
And then he added...
- I thought since today is Friday and tomorrow and next week none of us will work, this afternoon after talking with our son, I'm going to go spend the weekend with my mother, so you two can have those two days alone and let your fantasies run wild without any kind of limitation.
And on my part, seen what's been seen, I'll try to take up where we left off with my mother...
I said it in a tone that was understanding and complicit...
- Are you going to try to do with your mother what you didn't do then and what our son is going to do now with me?
- Well, if my mother agrees, and I'm sure she will, we'll fuck just like you two...
- Well, it seems perfect... Each child with their mother...
My mother, despite her age, is a woman who takes care of herself, let's say she has good sex and our son was willing to give it to her and she would surely be delighted to receive it...
- But there's a problem, we're going through too much excitement right now...
- And what's that problem, my love?
- Well, it's that I stopped taking the pill 15 days ago, as you know, to go for the couple and in these days you've been screwing me several times, but right now I'm still fertile... What if I haven't been surprised yet and start fucking our son from today on, I could get pregnant... - Well, it's true, you're right, but good, I think we've reached where we have, that really isn't important because to me, it makes no difference who of the two gets me pregnant, so if you don't have anything to object to, we'll keep going with what we've talked about and never know who the biological father is, because the legal father will be me in any case... - Well, if there's no problem for you, then neither is there one for me, really, I'm already set up, it makes no difference to me who the sperm that fertilize my egg are, because in any case, it will be from one of the two men who love this world most... - We hug and kiss each other, sealing our decision... - With the conversation, we got late, we showered together, had breakfast, and went off to our tasks, agreeing to talk again after lunch... - And that's how it was... In the afternoon, we talked three of us, leaving everything very clear, including my possible pregnancy, which made a lot of excitement for my son, thinking he could be the one who got me pregnant... Bufff... - Since there were no more secrets between us, my husband also told our son what was going on with his mother and that's why he now understood what was happening to him and was willing not to be any obstacle so we could do what he then couldn't and now wanted to try too... - My son, surprised and grateful, hugged his father, thanking him for his understanding and wishing him to be able to fulfill his desires with his mother just like he would fulfill the ones with hers... - After my husband called his mother and told her he was going to visit her, she was surprised and asked if something was wrong, and he replied that nothing was wrong, only that he felt like visiting her and they would talk when he got there, and that's how it stayed... - When my husband left and we were alone, it was 6 pm, half past afternoon, and he would be an hour late, or less to arrive at my mother's house and we agreed that he would call me when he arrived so I could know he had arrived well and was calm, so I told my son...
-Carino, I suppose you have as much desire as I do to make love, so let's do something if you don't mind...
We both showered together to be clean and warming up the engines afterwards we went to bed and made love with all tranquility, intensely but lovingly, enjoying it deeply, living it like a special moment for the two of us, although more for you since it's your first time entering a woman and that woman is your mother...
Afterwards we got up, had dinner, talked to your father and from that moment on we have the whole weekend to fuck... Yes, fuck, because the first time we'll make love as I said, but from then on we'll do it in all ways we can think of until we're exhausted...
By this point my desire was total... I had left being a loving mother who always had been for my son and had become a 40-year-old woman eager for sex that never wanted to leave...
Without any kind of taboo, without giving the slightest importance to the fact that with whom I would be fucking was my son, and that besides, I could get pregnant, very much to the contrary, it produced in me a pleasant sensation of morbo that made me desire it even more strongly...
My son with a look of desire and not believing it, replied...
-I'm totally in agreement with everything, mom...
Well... said and done... We went to my bedroom bathroom, undressed and got into the shower...
My son entered the shower already hard... Jajaja...
We hugged under the shower, while the water ran over our bodies, we merged into a kiss, intense without hurry... My nipples were also hard jajaja and I was rubbing them against his chest, at the same time as my... son was rubbing his 'palo' against my stomach... Then we started to soap each other up, without a sponge, with our hands... I started soaping up his penis and testicles, giving him a good massage on both sides... He in turn soaped up my breasts well and to leave my nipples clean, he cleaned them with his lips and tongue... Then I started soaping up my pussy, putting my fingers inside it to clean until the last corner... Buffffff... What a shower... After leaving all parts of our bodies perfectly clean, we got out of the shower and dried off well... With our dry and clean bodies, we hugged each other and kissed passionately, while with our hands we caressed each other's body... Then we got into bed, my son continued to caress my body, focusing mainly on my breasts, they were his obsession, then he lowered his hand to my sex and started caressing it, putting in a couple of fingers and massaging my clitoris... Buffffff, I was like a motor, I wanted him inside me already... And so I told my son... - Please, my life, get inside me already, I'm dying with desire to have you inside me... He got between my legs, which I had opened wide, and at the same time bent his knees to facilitate access to the maximum... With one of his hands he guided his erect penis to the entrance of my vagina, moved his hips forward and slowly began to introduce himself into me... Ahahahah... Siiiiiii yes, my life, get it all the way in... Ohohoh... Without any impediment, his penis slid smoothly through my lubricated vagina until it was completely inside... - I'm totally inside you, mom... Buffffff... What a ride... It feels so smooth and warm... This is really incredible... Buffffff... - This is the most wonderful thing in the world... Joderrrrr...What a pleasure... I love you mom... I love you too... - I just got inside you through the same spot I came out of....Buffffff... What a morbazooooo - Yes, my life... I feel completely filled up... Buffffff... What a pass... What an incredible sensation... Knowing that it's a piece of my son what I have inside me... Buffffffff...
He started moving slowly, pulling his penis almost all the way out and then pushing it back in to the bottom... He pulled it out slow and then slammed it back in to the bottom...
- Buffffff... Ahahahah... Oh my god, what pleasure... Buffff that's something yummy... Ahahah... You're doing it so well, my life, for being your first time... You're incredible... Ahahah... Ahahah...
- Damn... Damn... Buffffff what a joy, I think I'm going to last a little mom, sorry, but the pleasure is so much that I won't be able to hold on much longer...
- Don't worry my life, just let yourself go and run when you feel like it, then don't get up, keep moving slow until you recover, with your age you'll recover quickly and we can keep going until we want...
I hadn't finished giving these tips, between gasps and moans of pleasure, when my son started screaming like a madman...
- I'm coming mom, I'm comingooooo... Ahahahah
And I began to feel his warm cum shooting inside me...
When I felt my son coming, I started having an incredible orgasm... My vagina with its contractions was squeezing his pulsating penis, as if it were milking it... And I started screaming like a madwoman...
- Yes, yes, yes, my life... I'm also coming... Ahahah... Damn... Damn... What pleasure...
Buffffff... I'm comingooooo...
We both started screaming with loaded moans of the situation...
- Yes, momaaaaaa, I feel like your vagina is sucking my peniseeee... Ahahah... Damn... Damn... What joy...
- buffffff... Buffffff... I feel like you're injecting me... come inside my uterus... Ahahah... Joder.. Joder... Buffff... You can be getting me pregnant right now... Ohihoh my god mioooooo... My son is getting me pregnant tooooo... Ahaahah.... Ahaahah.. What a morbazoooooo...
- Yes, Mom... I'm going back to where I was during nine months... Buffffff... Buffffff... I'm flooding your uterus with sperm... You're getting pregnant... Ahaha...
I'm getting my mom pregnant... Joder... Joder... What a morbomamá... Buffffff
Then we slowly calmed down and relaxed our bodies, although my son continued to move in and out of me slowly, just as I had told him...
- Like my life, you keep moving like that, slow but don't leave, you'll see that soon you'll recover...
- Don't worry Mom, I'm not thinking about leaving... I want to stay inside you for the rest of my life... Buffffff... Joder, it feels so good in here, what a tasty feeling...
I said between gasps and with my body still agitated by the last spasms of the incredible orgasm I had just had...
- If this is my life, stay inside your mother's body all the time you want... Buffffff... We've thrown some powder, it was really incredible... I suppose since it's your first time, you won't forget it ever, nor will I, because for me too it's the first time I've made love with my son...
He kept moving inside me and I started to feel a kind of soft and continuous orgasm that made me feel like I was in heaven... Joder, what a tasty pleasure...
My son also started to get an effect from the rubbing and began to do the same thing again... He would pull it almost all the way out and then slam it back in until the end...
Until after a while doing this pleasant movement, he said...
- Mom, aren't we supposed to have made love like you wanted?...
- Yes, my life, we've made love like I wanted and it's been marvelous...
- Well, then... Now I'm going to fuck you like you're not my mother, like it's the first time I've had sex with another woman... I was already half dead from the continuous pleasure you were giving me and I screamed... - No, my life, don't fuck me like I'm another woman, your fucking style is as hard as you want, but without stopping to look at me like your mother, because that's what I am, and I won't stop being it never and especially not when you're fucking me... Give me everything you've got, but keep calling me mom... Ahahah... I love knowing that the man who is fucking me is my son and not any other man... Well... My son started to screw me like a beast, just as my husband had never screwed me before... He put his hands under my body, hugging me and started giving me wild, rapid, and deep thrusts, I was half-crushed by my body screaming like a madwoman... - Siiiiii... Asiiiiii... Give it to me hardooooo... Buffff... Buffff... Ahahah... Oh God, you're going to kill me with pleasure... Joderrrrr... Joderrr... What a passaaaa... Although most of his weight was supported by my elbows, I was literally crushed and it was hard for me to breathe, but it was compensated by the intense pleasure I was feeling... It was a different kind of pleasure... A wild one... Bestial... After giving it to me without mercy for a while, my son finally started coming again between groans of pleasure, like a beast unloading all his fire inside me, and the truth is that the liquid he was injecting into me was much hotter than the last time and that burning fire in my entrails was the trigger for me to have another scandalous orgasm... - Ahahah... I'm comingooooo... Ahahah... Buffffff... I'm comingooooo... Buffffff... You're killing me with pleasure... Ahahah... Joder... Joder... I can't believe it... Buffffff, well at least it's the first time you've had sex, or if not, you'll really kill me... Buffffff... What a joy... Once he'd drained every last drop of his fire inside me, he pulled out his cock From my dripping pussy and he collapsed beside me, half dead, given the impressive effort I had realized...
I started to recover my breath after having left myself half exhausted, but happy and satisfied, because my son was about to give me the wildest sex of my life...
When I got up to go to the bathroom, both of my son's runs came out in bubbles from my pussy dripping down my thighs...
Trying to contain it with one of my hands, I managed to get to the bathroom, where I still expelled a good amount... Buffff... Joderrrr... how much semen had his testicles released inside my poor mother's pussy...
Between things and other, we had almost two hours going at it, my son had come twice and I had practically enjoyed a continuous orgasm, so we had aced our first ride...
Just after washing up, my husband called me...
Buffff... I had totally forgotten about him and already should have been home for over an hour since he would have arrived at his mother's house...
And indeed, it had been more than an hour since he had arrived and he apologized for not having called before, but it was because...
He told me that when he arrived, his mother received him in a bathrobe, because she had just gotten out of the shower and that upon seeing her, with the calentone he was thinking of telling her he wanted to fuck her if she agreed, she hugged him, they started kissing and there were no words left...
They went straight to bed and started fucking like crazy...
It seems his mother, without him saying anything, had thought the same thing as him and received him in her house, clean and prepared to receive him inside her body too...
My husband told me that they didn't stop fucking, that they had already done what the two of them wanted to do but hadn't done before, that finally he could come inside his mother and that he wasn't going to stop putting his testicles' juice inside her all weekend, even though they knew there would be no consequences... (of pregnancy) poor people imagined as if it were possible to give more morbo to their act. That the experience of coming inside your mother had been a unique one... Feeling like you're flooding with your semen the site where they conceived you... Bufff I told him that our son had already come twice inside my body, and that in my case the experience was the same, but from the point of view of the mother who feels like her son is flooding her with his semen the place where she carried him for nine months... We both agreed it was a unique experience seen from both points of view... He had lived it as a son and I had lived it as a mother... Now I had already had my son's semen inside me, so if my husband hadn't gotten me pregnant with the ejaculations we'd had in the last days, I could have gotten pregnant with my son because not only had he come abundantly inside me twice, but he was going to keep flooding my uterus with semen for the next two days and I was just at my most fertile days... And of course, we kept having sex on Saturday and Sunday... My son came inside me over 200 times and I had more orgasms that weekend than in the months before. Passing the weekend with his mother and me with our son, we chatted on Monday to see how each other was doing. My husband told me it was like he'd dreamed it because that act had been left unfinished with his mother, even though her mother was telling him to get more excited, imagining that she would get pregnant and it would be something crazy since the lady was 60 years old but well, God is powerful and if you see the love between a mother and son so great, he could send them a grand gift. Passing several weeks I went to my gynecologist and confirmed what I suspected, as I had certain symptoms that a woman knows, I surprised my husband and son at a delicious dinner. I have some news to give you, our family it's growing now we're not 3 anymore, we'll be 4, my son congratulates me with a kiss and an embrace just like my husband but I notice him more happy, I asked him why he was so happy and he responded that if it's because the family is growing, he says the family grows not only here but also at my mom's house. Today I called and gave me a news that nobody would expect, what's that news? I replied, 'what did grandma say?' that my mother is also pregnant, wow what a surprise congratulations my love I said now we're a family of 6, I hope to enjoy the pregnancy together with my mother-in-law, I imagine us two with the baby bump
Pregnant
My Pregnant Grandmother
With me, the relationship was more intimate, I was like their 'classmate', we discussed many study-related things, but only joked about sex, serious matters were discussed with their father...
He was my passion, I adored him...
I treated me like a friend, we would joke around, give each other hugs, kisses, and playful slaps without any sexual connotation...
But from the beginning of the year, I started to notice that that confidence and familiarity had begun to change little by little in a very subtle but increasingly evident way...
Everything still seemed the same, but only apparently...
I started noticing that all our jokes and games began to have a certain erotic load...
At first, everything was very subtle... More daring caresses on my body and breasts, longer kisses, tickles...
I almost didn't notice I was entering his game because I loved him so much, I just let myself go...
And so the first months of that year went by in a kind of game without apparent malice from either of us, until the tragedy of my father-in-law's death occurred...
This traumatic event, among many other grave and painful things, also affected our game... My son stopped playing with me and for over a month everything went back to normal...
No doubt his grandfather's death had cooled down his ardent adolescence...
But... by mid-May, the waters flowed again and I started feeling his caresses in my body once more, now with even greater intensity...
Each of his caresses, kisses, and cuddles was producing more pleasant sensations until I became conscious that what I was feeling was simply pleasure... Let's go because my body had started to perceive everything as something more pleasant than it had been perceiving until then...
I'm 160 cm tall and my son is about the same height as his father, around 175 cm...
I have a small body, but good breasts and a good butt...
My son recently focused on those two parts of my body and gave me good wanks every time he got the chance...
The most surprising thing for me was that when I started to be aware of what was happening, not only didn't I get annoyed or feel burdened, but... I liked it! ...
My son's caresses had awakened my dormant sexuality from its lethargy and I was feeling again sensations that I had forgotten...
By day, I would put on a light robe crossed and tied at the waist (like a bathrobe) and underneath only my underwear, as we were starting summer and everyone was wearing lightweight clothes...
At night, before sleeping, I would change into a kind of camisole with ties that reached down to my knees...
My husband and son wore comfortable athletic shorts and wide cotton shirts for sleeping, and nothing but boxer shorts at night...
I have scandalous nipples, which get erect as soon as they're touched or caressed, and more than once I've had them exposed if the bra I'm wearing is thin... So, my breasts were authentic magnets for men's eyes...
At home, whether with a robe or the camisole I wore to sleep, they were constantly on their toes, so it was no wonder that my nipples became my son's favorite toy...
He would grab them with his fingers, above what I was wearing each time he could and squeeze them gently, which I loved... It gave me a rich, thrilling sensation that ran through my whole body... Many times, if he prolonged it beyond normal, I'd let out a little moan of pleasure... And the bad thing is... It's not that I liked the skinny ones my son measured up to, the bad thing is that my son had realized it because it was very evident and this made each day become more daring... I simply let myself be done with and sometimes, more playfully than other times, I would 'reprimand' him with a... - Cariñoooooo..., which sounded more like an invitation than a reprimand... Each time it became more evident our complicity, which was manifest when his father entered the scene... We both pretended immediately, so that for my son it was clear, we were on the same wavelength, let's say he followed the 'game' this way, so in front of his father, he would stop, but when we were alone, each time he became more daring... In the mornings I woke up first and went directly to the kitchen with my pajamas to prepare breakfast and clean up from dinner, while my husband and son showered... Then, after breakfast and cleaning, I showered and prepared myself... That was one of the moments that lately had caught my son for giving his 'favorite toy' a good going over... my breasts... As soon as I heard the sound of his father's shower, he would appear in the kitchen, catch me from behind and give me a good going over until we stopped hearing the shower, then he would dash off to his bathroom to shower and get ready... Lately, he was putting his hands up my top and catching my nipples with his fingers directly, which caused a preorgasmic reaction in me, including moans... And if that wasn't enough, since he was wearing boxers, I felt the hardness of his penis on the back of my spine and my butt, which he squeezed and moved, rubbing it against my rear end... The session only lasted a few minutes, but left me dying to go, so many times I went directly to the bathroom next to the kitchen and finished the job with a quick, gratifying orgasm... Recently, also, when we were watching TV at night in the living room, sitting three of us on the sofa, my son would put his hand under the blanket that covered my legs and push it between us... I would grab his hand to stop him from going further and look at him with a reproachful expression, indicating to his father with my eyes that he couldn't get away... But even though I held his hand with mine, he wouldn't take it back, he enjoyed feeling it there, squeezing it against my thigh, very close to my underwear and felt a very pleasant sensation... My son realized what was happening and instead of stopping at the thighs, started putting his hand all the way in, leaving it directly on top of my sex, above my underwear... I would open my legs a little to make it easier for him and then close them again, pinching his hand, so he could barely move it, but that turned me on like a motor, partly because of the pleasure of feeling his hand rubbing against my sex and partly because of the thrill of doing it with my husband there... Of course, my husband also had his reward, because when we went to bed, with the heat I was carrying, we would have some intense ejaculations like we hadn't in a long time... My son's little games had reactivated our sexual life... So, he decided to touch me directly!... That's how it is that one morning when he entered the kitchen and caught me from behind as usual, instead of putting his hands on my breasts, as always, he grabbed me with his right hand around my waist while pushing his left hand inside my underwear, taking it straight to my sex which he received happily... My initial reaction was logically surprising, but I immediately reacted in a totally opposite way to how one is supposed to react... since instead of closing my legs to make it difficult for him to access my most intimate part, I opened them a little, unconsciously because that's what my body was asking for, which the guy took advantage of by inserting his fingers inside my dripping pussy... Buffffff
Between the tension of the situation, the morbidness of feeling something from my son inside me for the first time and the pleasure he was giving me by moving his fingers inside my pussy, I had an unmistakable orgasm, accompanied by inevitable moans of pleasure... Ahahaha...
My son, on the other hand, pulled out his cock so roughly against my ass that it came out of his underwear and started running directly onto my back and butt, making everything a mess with his abundant flow, even reaching the floor...
As soon as he finished coming, he took off to his bathroom and I went to mine, with my legs trembling and my whole body still agitated from the last throes of the incredible orgasm I had just had...
I cleaned up as best I could and immediately returned to the kitchen to clean up the puddles formed by my son's semen running down my body... Bufffff... What a passed! That was incredible, but also very dangerous because we lost track of time and my husband couldn't have caught us...
This made me reflect and for the first time I realized that this wasn't just a game anymore, it had become something very serious and needed to be taken differently than how I had been taking it until now...
I liked it a lot and so did my son, but we couldn't keep going on like this...
I turned it over in my mind and finally saw only one solution... Telling my husband, taking the iron out of the matter, as if... well... The boy was no longer a boy and had started to have more confidence with me than normal... I didn't care, but I didn't want any bad scenes between us...
I would tell him so he knew what it was, talk to him about it if he thought it was convenient... If only he had told me how I should act... And so I did... I talked to him about it in bed that night and... I didn't expect the surprise that awaited me!...
Our conversation was more or less as follows:
- Honey, I want to tell you something a bit delicate, because I don't know what to do and I don't want any bad vibes between us...
- I imagine where this is going, so speak freely... Tell me...
- Well, see if you're ready, then let's see... What did you imagine would happen?...
- Something about our son...
- Oh well, I see I'm not wrong, but good, what you don't know is what I'm going to tell you...
- What gets your hands dirty? ... Haha
- Damn it... I see that if you imagine it... That is, I'm really worried and it turns out you already knew and besides, it seems like it makes you happy...
- Well, because it's normal at his age and especially with a woman as close to him as you are... Haha
Totally bewildered by my husband's reaction, but delighted that he takes it so well, I responded by making myself offended...
- But... I'm his mother! ...
- Of course, and he loves you like a mother, but he desires you like a woman... It's something very normal in only children, because they focus all their attention on their mother...
- Ah, is that so? ... Well, you're also an only child... Did the same thing happen to you with your mother?...
- Of course it did, that's why I know what I'm talking about...
- Damn it... Damn it... Damn it... I was going from surprise to surprise...
- Are you telling me that you also touched your mother at your son's age?
- Yes, that's what I'm saying, so don't worry about me because I've been in the same situation and I wish my father had been more understanding, that's why I want to be now... I'll be totally understanding of what's happening between us...
- Whooooosh... With all the twists I'd given it to see how he would handle this delicate matter and it turns out my husband just makes a big wave... Do you mean that with that you're going to be understanding?
- Well, I'm not going to get involved in your relationship, you don't have to worry about me... if what you like is what makes you happy, then it's clear that you like it, and there's no problem for me...
- Jeez... And why do you think I like being made to feel like our son?
- Because it's obvious... Haha... You don't see your face when you're getting it on at night and trying to hide while you're enjoying yourself... Haha
- Jeez... So you knew and let me get my son hot just so you could give me a good screwing later, right? Haha
- Exactly... That's one of the positive things about this game of three, everyone enjoys it... Haha...
- Well, to be honest, I really enjoy what's going on because I'm getting double pleasure and now that I know you don't just mind, but actually like it too, because you understand your son's needs, so for me... honey over eyes...
At this point, questions were piling up in my head...
- But are we going to tell our son or keep going like this?
- I think we should keep going like this for now, without telling him anything, about what I know, so he can enjoy the thrill of the situation, because it's irreproducible sensations that only those who have lived them can understand...
I had never thought about screwing my son... What we were doing was great, it had awakened my dormant sexuality and activated sexual relations with my husband, but...
- Screw my son? Never occurred to me, but now that my husband has told me, not only do I start seeing it as a possibility, but even desiring it, so I asked my husband...
- But is there any limit?... Because he's going to want to keep going and it's clear his goal will be to get screwed by me, which I suppose would also be the... yours at the moment. And by the way... Did you finish screwing your mother?... - No, we didn't manage to fuck because I think both of us had tacitly set that limit, and it only lasted a month, the month before I came to study at university and that cooled my passion... Then I met you and you covered all my sexual needs and fantasies, so I never needed my mother again and she accepted it with the same naturalness she had accepted my caresses in her moment, although I suppose both of us would have liked it to happen... - So then... What did you do? - Well... Less screwing, everything... I started rubbing her tits, which by the way, at that time were very similar to yours, I sucked her nipples, put my hand on her and made her come several times... She put her hand on me, she was giving me head and letting me come in her mouth..., well, all that I imagine you've started doing too... The only difference being that in the case of our son, he won't be leaving anywhere, so it's logical that you will finish screwing, which is sure to happen when the moment comes, and you'll want it more than anything... - Damn... My husband had assumed my son and I were going to finish screwing... Buffff... This put me at a thousand per hour... Did I want it?... I was already wanting it!... The conversation had left me totally horny, so I took off my shirt and underwear, grabbed my husband's cock, which he had ready or more than I did and said... - Screw me. Screw me now that I'm getting turned on by the walls... Bufffff My husband didn't think twice, took off his boxers, got between my legs, which I had opened wide, put his cock in the entrance of my gaping vagina and with one stroke he pushed it all the way in... I let out a satisfied scream and he started screwing me with real passion... two, we didn't take much time to get excited... It started with him, launching his hot cum shots inside of me...
I began to feel intense and scandalous orgasm as I felt that liquid heat flooding my strange parts...
-Ahahah... Siiiiii... Joder... Joder... Buffffff... What a wild ride... So good... Such great sex... I love you, my love... Bufffff... I love you too...
-And I to you, my life... Buffffff... Joder... I was about to burst... Mother of God, what a climax... Bufffff...
Finally, my husband after giving me a generous ration of passionate kisses, pulled out his cock from my squirting pussy and collapsed onto the bed...
I felt like his semen was flowing in waves from my overflowing vagina, with one hand trying to contain it, I rushed to the bathroom to clean up my intimate parts...
Joder... What a wild sex we just had! ...
As I mentioned earlier, after 20 years of marriage, my husband and I had already had a fairly monotonous sexual life, despite our imagination and trying new things, but now our son has joined the equation and the result is becoming incredible...
My husband's sexuality had also woken up from its slumber, and mine simply took off... Buffff...
Once properly cleaned up, I returned to the bedroom... My husband was sleeping and snoring like a saint, but I, after coming into contact with the water in the bidet on my lower parts, was fully awake and the morbo of everything we had talked about had taken hold of my head, so I, completely naked as I was, went to my son's room without any specific purpose, but mentally prepared for anything...
I turned on the light in the bathroom that was in front of his bedroom, illuminating it slightly...
I approached the bed and observed him carefully...
He was lying on his back with his legs slightly apart and one bent at the knee...
For the first time, I didn't see my son with mother's eyes, I saw him like... my dark object of desire...
Only had on my slip-type underwear, so even though his penis was obviously at rest, the bulge was noticeable... At that moment I realized it had been years since I'd seen my son's penis and didn't remember ever having seen it erect, so I had no idea what size it would be, but assumed it would be similar to his father's, which was well-endowed...
Buffffff... Just looking at him lying there, with that piece of young body at my complete disposal, got me all worked up...
I had to make real efforts to contain myself and not do what my body was begging me to do in that moment...
I would have liked to get his cock out of its prison, eat it until it was hard and then sit on it and take it inside... Bufffffff...
Finally, without touching him, because if I had touched him, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop, I went back to my bedroom, consoling myself with the knowledge that someday I could fulfill all my fantasies with my beloved son...
I got into bed and started thinking about it...
I had my husband's consent to let my son do whatever he wanted with my body...
But also, now that I knew what I knew, I could take the initiative and do what I pleased with my son's body, since my husband hadn't set any limits and my son would be delighted with any of my initiatives...
If, as my husband had said, we were going to end up fucking in the end, then from my point of view, the sooner the better...
I'd give my son some surprises so he could live those unique moments and sensations that his father had lived and wanted him to live too, and when I saw him prepared and decided, I'd do what was necessary for both of us to fulfill our greatest fantasy... fuck!...
And with these thoughts, I finally fell asleep, without knowing that everything would soon come crashing down, that I'd be fucking my son much sooner than my husband and I had imagined... tomorrow I was already like everyone else's days in the kitchen, waiting for my son's arrival, but this time prepared to participate actively... He arrived as always from behind and started grabbing me by the straps... I, to his surprise, turned around facing him and said... - Good morning, sweetheart, today you'll let me do what I want, sit down on that chair... My obedient but puzzled son sat down in the chair I had indicated... I positioned myself in front of him and, taking hold of the straps of my shirt with my hands, let it slide off my body and fall to the floor, leaving me standing in front of my son in my underwear with my breasts at his mouth level... My son was left stunned, with his mouth open... I, to get him out of his amazement, approached one of my breasts and let him suck on my nipple in his open mouth... That was like a detonator for my son, he rushed to my breasts, devouring them disorderly... I grabbed his head and said... - Calm down, sweetheart, no one's going to take them away from you, suck them like when you nursed from them and enjoy it, that's my life... My son calmed down and began to suck on my nipples alternately, sucking and caressing them with his tongue, which started producing a pleasure that ran through my entire body like an electric shock... Buffffff... Suddenly my son grabbed my breasts with both hands, put his head between them and began to give out moans of pleasure, while his cock, which had come out at the top of his slip, shot semen in all directions... That was the detonator for me too, I came with an intense and wonderful orgasm... Buffffff... What a joy... Ahahah... Ahahah... My son still panting got up from the chair ready to rush off to his bathroom, but I, with my body trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm, held him back, hugged him, pinching my nipples on his chest and brought my mouth to his, seeking a kiss, which he immediately put all his effort into... He hugged me... pushing my body against his, as if he wanted to merge them, he put all of my mouth inside his and his tongue inside mine and we merged in the most passionate kiss I remember... Under his hands on my ass and pressed me against his cock, rubbing against it and leaving me lost with the semen that was impregnated in his underwear... Then finally we separated and he came out buzzing to his bathroom, I suppose exhausted thinking about when his father could arrive at any moment... And, of course, since this time I hadn't noticed the time or the sound of the shower, when I was standing there, still standing, in the middle of the kitchen, in my underwear with my body covered in semen from my son all over, my husband entered with a complicit smile and said... - Well, see that you didn't take long to make me wait and that you two have had an amazing time... - Buffffff... You don't know how well, look at how my son left me and I still tremble with legs from the impressive orgasm he gave me... You were right, this has to be lived and enjoyed step by step... I approached him, being careful not to stain his clothes and giving him a kiss on the lips, I said... - Thanks, my love, for wanting our son so much and allowing us to live the same experience you had at his age... Of course, it's definitely an unique experience that I think our son should enjoy too and of course I will also... The day passed without anything else notable until night fell... I sat on the sofa with my robe crossed, but with a particularity... Nothing underneath!... I winked at my husband to discreetly keep him informed... My son was surprised to see me in my robe, but didn't say anything... As always, he put his hand under the blanket and slid between my thighs, which were slightly open to facilitate access... When he reached my crotch and realized I wasn't wearing underwear, he looked at me with a surprised face, I smiled... giving him to understand that it was at his disposal... The, totally disconcerted, began to caress my public hair, looking at me, as if asking for my consent to continue advancing... I made a slight nod of assent and he didn't leave me introducing his hand a little more, until it reached my sex, which awaited him warm, pulsating, and humid... He introduced his fingers without any problem into my pussy and began to move them, not leaving me... I narrowed my eyes and prepared to enjoy an orgasm that was about to come, when suddenly my son pulled out his hand, got up, and said he was going to the bathroom, and ran off the salon... My husband and I looked at each other and let out a contained laugh... It was clear that my son, in front of his imminent ejaculation, in such a compromising context, had decided to go to relieve himself in his bathroom... My husband put his hand under the blanket and touched my pussy with his fingers... Bufffff - Oh dear, you saw this, we can't let it be like this... He grabbed my hand and we went to our bedroom, where I cooled off with a quick screw... Here you have me, here I'll kill you... After washing up quickly, I returned to the salon, while my husband had fallen asleep after coming... When my son arrived, he was already there and asked about his father... I told him that his head hurt and he had gone to bed, and that I had also used the bathroom... I had come with my son in the morning and just had a quick screw with my husband, but with everything that had happened since the day before, I was in a state of constant anxiety and overexcitement... The image of my son sleeping the night before and leaving me with desires to eat him whole came to mind... Now he was sitting there looking at me with a face of... What now?... Buffffff... I had agreed with my husband to let him enjoy everything he had enjoyed with his mother, but I already didn't... it could have lasted longer, what was burning inside me... I had to screw him already!... I sat down beside him and grasping his hands with mine, I said... - What would you like to do now that we're alone, darling?... - Whatever you want, mom, after this morning's events, I'll leave it up to you, no doubt... I was ready for anything, so I said... - Tell me one thing, darling, have you ever thought about making love with me?... Bufffff... My son almost gave me a scare, but he quickly reacted and answered... - Constantly, mom, that's what I desire most in this world... But I imagine that one thing is doing it to enjoy ourselves and live life well, and another is making love, especially for Papa, because I don't want to hurt him, as I love him so much... Bufffff... My son's declaration of love towards his father left me exposed, standing before him like just anyone who doesn't care about putting horns on her husband with her own son, that's why I said... - I also love your father very much and wouldn't do anything to hurt him, that's why I want you to know that what we've been doing these last days has been with his knowledge and approval... My son looked at me with a surprised face and said... - Does Papa know what we're doing and approve it?... - Yes, darling, and not just approve it, but he himself has been the one who encouraged me to keep going with our games, when I told him what was happening between us, which until then hadn't gone beyond simple caresses from your part... My son, as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders, said to me with a face full of emotion, joy, and desire... - So Papa wouldn't mind if we made love?... - Not at all, but since we've reached this point, I'd prefer it if we left it for another time, after your father talks to you and tells you the reasons why he understands and approves our relationship as lovers... My son, with a face full of intrigue and... Surprise me said... - Lovers?... Are you and I lovers?
- Yes, darling, that's what we've become over the last few days, lovers, and when we finally make love, it will be definitive...
My son stayed there looking at me, flipping colors, because he had just become aware of what he was doing with his mother wasn't the game he had in mind, something he had started as a game, but now his mother called it by its name...
What really had turned his game into was... A lovers' relationship!...
And that was reality, we were mother and son and at the same time, Lovers!...
- And then, shall we go to sleep?
- No... I'd like to do something I think would be great for both of us and we haven't had a chance to do yet...
What my son said with a happy face and an ear-to-ear smile...
- Don't tell me you want to suck it?
- Well, if that's what I want, that's exactly what I want... I want your cock, which I've only seen from afar, I want to touch it with my hands, I want to suck it with my mouth and savor your semen when you come...
Buffffff... My son almost fell out of his orbit of surprise and amazement at what he was hearing...
- For God's sake, Mom, totally agree, how do we do it?
- Take off everything and lie down on the couch...
My son undressed and as he took off his boxers, his cock sprang up like a spring-loaded toy and stayed there, right in front of me, challenging...
Finally I had it, right in front of me, in all its glory... Buffffff... It was precious, about the same size as his father's, completely virgin and finally going to be mine, all mine...
Then he lay down on the couch, I put a cushion on the floor, knelt down beside him and started...
Grabbed it for the first time what I had so longed to grab.... Ummmmmm... While my other hand caressed sturdy, fat and loaded with cum... Ummmmmm... I wanted
All that warm milk for me... His penis was hard, very hard and hot, very hot... Gently pull his skin down and his foreskin remained completely open... Enormous and shiny... Bring my mouth close and lick it with my tongue as if it were a caramel... My son contracted his body, as if he had given him a cramp, his cock pulsating in my hand... Then trap his foreskin with my moist lips and start to suck it like an ice cream cone, with my lips and tongue... Ummmmmm... It was soft like velvet... My son twisted and launched moans of pleasure... After savoring well savored his foreskin, I introduced more into my mouth, until I reached the part of his skin that moved, pressed my lips on it and started to move my mouth up and down, doing a 'masturbation' with my lips... Bufffffffff... My son was already unable to hold back anymore and between gasps and moans of pleasure, he told me... - Bufffff... I'm coming mom... I'm comingooooo... And began to release jets of semen into my mouth... I kept moving my movements, at the same time as I went swallowing all the semen I could, letting the rest flow down his penis... My son had grabbed my head with both hands and moved his hips in an automatic movement of copulation, as if he were fucking me and not stopping from screaming, although containedly, supposed to be so as not to wake up his father... - Siiiiiiii... Like mom... Asiiiii... Bufffff... Bufffff... It's delicious... Ahahah... Ahahah... When he finally finished coming, he relaxed his whole body, let go of my head and told me, while I was still sucking and swallowing semen... - Bufffff... Mom, it's been incredible, the best orgasm of my life... I, who was as you can imagine, but who had not yet come, abandoned his cock, which had already begun to lose its hardness, and told him with a look that said it all... - Now I need you to give me a 'hand' on my... While sitting in the... sofa in the site where my son had abandoned me, understanding what he wanted to do...
He got down on his knees now on the cushion, put his hands under my thighs and grabbed my ass, pulling my body until it was at the edge of the sofa, then put his head between my legs, which I had opened wide apart and started eating me out in a disordered and anxious way...
I was moaning and told him...
- Make it more calm, darling, no one's going to take it away from you, it's yours, my love... ahahah... Ahahah
He calmed down and started giving me softer and more tender tongue kisses, sucking everything he could find, including the clitoris, without being aware of what he was doing, producing an incredible pleasure, which combined with the warmth I had for the blow job, ended in a scandalous orgasm...
Ahahah... Siiiiiii, that's my life, asiiiii... Ahahah.. Ahahah... I'm comingooooo... Me corrooooooo... Ahahahhhh
My son was sucking and sucking because I had imprisoned his head with my legs and hands, and the poor guy could barely breathe through his nose...
When I finally relaxed, I opened my legs and released his head, after taking a few minutes to catch our breath, we got up from the sofa, hugged each other, and joined in a passionate kiss that lasted an eternity.
We were so excited that we almost devoured each other, as if we wanted to eat each other...
When we finally calmed down, we started saying sweet and loving things to each other...
- I love you, my love, I'll keep loving you like a mother, but now I'll also love you like the best lover in the world...
- I love you too, mom, and now I'll love you even more, I desire with all my soul to get inside you through the same site that I came out... Buffff... I'm dying of excitement...
- I know, my life, I also desire to have you inside me again, and tomorrow I promise we'll fulfill our desire, I promise you, my love...
After kisses and more kisses, we went to sleep, each one in their own bed... just two days ago, my son and I had done everything, except... relax...
In the morning when I woke up, I started telling my sleepy husband about all that had happened the night before after our fight...
He told me he had been listening to us, as we were making out and was very happy that I had listened to him and was enjoying it with our son and I also...
I told him what our son had said when I asked him if he wanted to make love with me and he replied that it was logical, given the affection they shared...
He said he would talk to him about it after lunch, in front of me, and we would clear everything up so there wouldn't be any problems between us...
And then he added...
- I thought since today is Friday and tomorrow and next week none of us will work, this afternoon after talking with our son, I'm going to go spend the weekend with my mother, so you two can have those two days alone and let your fantasies run wild without any kind of limitation.
And on my part, seen what's been seen, I'll try to take up where we left off with my mother...
I said it in a tone that was understanding and complicit...
- Are you going to try to do with your mother what you didn't do then and what our son is going to do now with me?
- Well, if my mother agrees, and I'm sure she will, we'll fuck just like you two...
- Well, it seems perfect... Each child with their mother...
My mother, despite her age, is a woman who takes care of herself, let's say she has good sex and our son was willing to give it to her and she would surely be delighted to receive it...
- But there's a problem, we're going through too much excitement right now...
- And what's that problem, my love?
- Well, it's that I stopped taking the pill 15 days ago, as you know, to go for the couple and in these days you've been screwing me several times, but right now I'm still fertile... What if I haven't been surprised yet and start fucking our son from today on, I could get pregnant... - Well, it's true, you're right, but good, I think we've reached where we have, that really isn't important because to me, it makes no difference who of the two gets me pregnant, so if you don't have anything to object to, we'll keep going with what we've talked about and never know who the biological father is, because the legal father will be me in any case... - Well, if there's no problem for you, then neither is there one for me, really, I'm already set up, it makes no difference to me who the sperm that fertilize my egg are, because in any case, it will be from one of the two men who love this world most... - We hug and kiss each other, sealing our decision... - With the conversation, we got late, we showered together, had breakfast, and went off to our tasks, agreeing to talk again after lunch... - And that's how it was... In the afternoon, we talked three of us, leaving everything very clear, including my possible pregnancy, which made a lot of excitement for my son, thinking he could be the one who got me pregnant... Bufff... - Since there were no more secrets between us, my husband also told our son what was going on with his mother and that's why he now understood what was happening to him and was willing not to be any obstacle so we could do what he then couldn't and now wanted to try too... - My son, surprised and grateful, hugged his father, thanking him for his understanding and wishing him to be able to fulfill his desires with his mother just like he would fulfill the ones with hers... - After my husband called his mother and told her he was going to visit her, she was surprised and asked if something was wrong, and he replied that nothing was wrong, only that he felt like visiting her and they would talk when he got there, and that's how it stayed... - When my husband left and we were alone, it was 6 pm, half past afternoon, and he would be an hour late, or less to arrive at my mother's house and we agreed that he would call me when he arrived so I could know he had arrived well and was calm, so I told my son...
-Carino, I suppose you have as much desire as I do to make love, so let's do something if you don't mind...
We both showered together to be clean and warming up the engines afterwards we went to bed and made love with all tranquility, intensely but lovingly, enjoying it deeply, living it like a special moment for the two of us, although more for you since it's your first time entering a woman and that woman is your mother...
Afterwards we got up, had dinner, talked to your father and from that moment on we have the whole weekend to fuck... Yes, fuck, because the first time we'll make love as I said, but from then on we'll do it in all ways we can think of until we're exhausted...
By this point my desire was total... I had left being a loving mother who always had been for my son and had become a 40-year-old woman eager for sex that never wanted to leave...
Without any kind of taboo, without giving the slightest importance to the fact that with whom I would be fucking was my son, and that besides, I could get pregnant, very much to the contrary, it produced in me a pleasant sensation of morbo that made me desire it even more strongly...
My son with a look of desire and not believing it, replied...
-I'm totally in agreement with everything, mom...
Well... said and done... We went to my bedroom bathroom, undressed and got into the shower...
My son entered the shower already hard... Jajaja...
We hugged under the shower, while the water ran over our bodies, we merged into a kiss, intense without hurry... My nipples were also hard jajaja and I was rubbing them against his chest, at the same time as my... son was rubbing his 'palo' against my stomach... Then we started to soap each other up, without a sponge, with our hands... I started soaping up his penis and testicles, giving him a good massage on both sides... He in turn soaped up my breasts well and to leave my nipples clean, he cleaned them with his lips and tongue... Then I started soaping up my pussy, putting my fingers inside it to clean until the last corner... Buffffff... What a shower... After leaving all parts of our bodies perfectly clean, we got out of the shower and dried off well... With our dry and clean bodies, we hugged each other and kissed passionately, while with our hands we caressed each other's body... Then we got into bed, my son continued to caress my body, focusing mainly on my breasts, they were his obsession, then he lowered his hand to my sex and started caressing it, putting in a couple of fingers and massaging my clitoris... Buffffff, I was like a motor, I wanted him inside me already... And so I told my son... - Please, my life, get inside me already, I'm dying with desire to have you inside me... He got between my legs, which I had opened wide, and at the same time bent his knees to facilitate access to the maximum... With one of his hands he guided his erect penis to the entrance of my vagina, moved his hips forward and slowly began to introduce himself into me... Ahahahah... Siiiiiii yes, my life, get it all the way in... Ohohoh... Without any impediment, his penis slid smoothly through my lubricated vagina until it was completely inside... - I'm totally inside you, mom... Buffffff... What a ride... It feels so smooth and warm... This is really incredible... Buffffff... - This is the most wonderful thing in the world... Joderrrrr...What a pleasure... I love you mom... I love you too... - I just got inside you through the same spot I came out of....Buffffff... What a morbazooooo - Yes, my life... I feel completely filled up... Buffffff... What a pass... What an incredible sensation... Knowing that it's a piece of my son what I have inside me... Buffffffff...
He started moving slowly, pulling his penis almost all the way out and then pushing it back in to the bottom... He pulled it out slow and then slammed it back in to the bottom...
- Buffffff... Ahahahah... Oh my god, what pleasure... Buffff that's something yummy... Ahahah... You're doing it so well, my life, for being your first time... You're incredible... Ahahah... Ahahah...
- Damn... Damn... Buffffff what a joy, I think I'm going to last a little mom, sorry, but the pleasure is so much that I won't be able to hold on much longer...
- Don't worry my life, just let yourself go and run when you feel like it, then don't get up, keep moving slow until you recover, with your age you'll recover quickly and we can keep going until we want...
I hadn't finished giving these tips, between gasps and moans of pleasure, when my son started screaming like a madman...
- I'm coming mom, I'm comingooooo... Ahahahah
And I began to feel his warm cum shooting inside me...
When I felt my son coming, I started having an incredible orgasm... My vagina with its contractions was squeezing his pulsating penis, as if it were milking it... And I started screaming like a madwoman...
- Yes, yes, yes, my life... I'm also coming... Ahahah... Damn... Damn... What pleasure...
Buffffff... I'm comingooooo...
We both started screaming with loaded moans of the situation...
- Yes, momaaaaaa, I feel like your vagina is sucking my peniseeee... Ahahah... Damn... Damn... What joy...
- buffffff... Buffffff... I feel like you're injecting me... come inside my uterus... Ahahah... Joder.. Joder... Buffff... You can be getting me pregnant right now... Ohihoh my god mioooooo... My son is getting me pregnant tooooo... Ahaahah.... Ahaahah.. What a morbazoooooo...
- Yes, Mom... I'm going back to where I was during nine months... Buffffff... Buffffff... I'm flooding your uterus with sperm... You're getting pregnant... Ahaha...
I'm getting my mom pregnant... Joder... Joder... What a morbomamá... Buffffff
Then we slowly calmed down and relaxed our bodies, although my son continued to move in and out of me slowly, just as I had told him...
- Like my life, you keep moving like that, slow but don't leave, you'll see that soon you'll recover...
- Don't worry Mom, I'm not thinking about leaving... I want to stay inside you for the rest of my life... Buffffff... Joder, it feels so good in here, what a tasty feeling...
I said between gasps and with my body still agitated by the last spasms of the incredible orgasm I had just had...
- If this is my life, stay inside your mother's body all the time you want... Buffffff... We've thrown some powder, it was really incredible... I suppose since it's your first time, you won't forget it ever, nor will I, because for me too it's the first time I've made love with my son...
He kept moving inside me and I started to feel a kind of soft and continuous orgasm that made me feel like I was in heaven... Joder, what a tasty pleasure...
My son also started to get an effect from the rubbing and began to do the same thing again... He would pull it almost all the way out and then slam it back in until the end...
Until after a while doing this pleasant movement, he said...
- Mom, aren't we supposed to have made love like you wanted?...
- Yes, my life, we've made love like I wanted and it's been marvelous...
- Well, then... Now I'm going to fuck you like you're not my mother, like it's the first time I've had sex with another woman... I was already half dead from the continuous pleasure you were giving me and I screamed... - No, my life, don't fuck me like I'm another woman, your fucking style is as hard as you want, but without stopping to look at me like your mother, because that's what I am, and I won't stop being it never and especially not when you're fucking me... Give me everything you've got, but keep calling me mom... Ahahah... I love knowing that the man who is fucking me is my son and not any other man... Well... My son started to screw me like a beast, just as my husband had never screwed me before... He put his hands under my body, hugging me and started giving me wild, rapid, and deep thrusts, I was half-crushed by my body screaming like a madwoman... - Siiiiii... Asiiiiii... Give it to me hardooooo... Buffff... Buffff... Ahahah... Oh God, you're going to kill me with pleasure... Joderrrrr... Joderrr... What a passaaaa... Although most of his weight was supported by my elbows, I was literally crushed and it was hard for me to breathe, but it was compensated by the intense pleasure I was feeling... It was a different kind of pleasure... A wild one... Bestial... After giving it to me without mercy for a while, my son finally started coming again between groans of pleasure, like a beast unloading all his fire inside me, and the truth is that the liquid he was injecting into me was much hotter than the last time and that burning fire in my entrails was the trigger for me to have another scandalous orgasm... - Ahahah... I'm comingooooo... Ahahah... Buffffff... I'm comingooooo... Buffffff... You're killing me with pleasure... Ahahah... Joder... Joder... I can't believe it... Buffffff, well at least it's the first time you've had sex, or if not, you'll really kill me... Buffffff... What a joy... Once he'd drained every last drop of his fire inside me, he pulled out his cock From my dripping pussy and he collapsed beside me, half dead, given the impressive effort I had realized...
I started to recover my breath after having left myself half exhausted, but happy and satisfied, because my son was about to give me the wildest sex of my life...
When I got up to go to the bathroom, both of my son's runs came out in bubbles from my pussy dripping down my thighs...
Trying to contain it with one of my hands, I managed to get to the bathroom, where I still expelled a good amount... Buffff... Joderrrr... how much semen had his testicles released inside my poor mother's pussy...
Between things and other, we had almost two hours going at it, my son had come twice and I had practically enjoyed a continuous orgasm, so we had aced our first ride...
Just after washing up, my husband called me...
Buffff... I had totally forgotten about him and already should have been home for over an hour since he would have arrived at his mother's house...
And indeed, it had been more than an hour since he had arrived and he apologized for not having called before, but it was because...
He told me that when he arrived, his mother received him in a bathrobe, because she had just gotten out of the shower and that upon seeing her, with the calentone he was thinking of telling her he wanted to fuck her if she agreed, she hugged him, they started kissing and there were no words left...
They went straight to bed and started fucking like crazy...
It seems his mother, without him saying anything, had thought the same thing as him and received him in her house, clean and prepared to receive him inside her body too...
My husband told me that they didn't stop fucking, that they had already done what the two of them wanted to do but hadn't done before, that finally he could come inside his mother and that he wasn't going to stop putting his testicles' juice inside her all weekend, even though they knew there would be no consequences... (of pregnancy) poor people imagined as if it were possible to give more morbo to their act. That the experience of coming inside your mother had been a unique one... Feeling like you're flooding with your semen the site where they conceived you... Bufff I told him that our son had already come twice inside my body, and that in my case the experience was the same, but from the point of view of the mother who feels like her son is flooding her with his semen the place where she carried him for nine months... We both agreed it was a unique experience seen from both points of view... He had lived it as a son and I had lived it as a mother... Now I had already had my son's semen inside me, so if my husband hadn't gotten me pregnant with the ejaculations we'd had in the last days, I could have gotten pregnant with my son because not only had he come abundantly inside me twice, but he was going to keep flooding my uterus with semen for the next two days and I was just at my most fertile days... And of course, we kept having sex on Saturday and Sunday... My son came inside me over 200 times and I had more orgasms that weekend than in the months before. Passing the weekend with his mother and me with our son, we chatted on Monday to see how each other was doing. My husband told me it was like he'd dreamed it because that act had been left unfinished with his mother, even though her mother was telling him to get more excited, imagining that she would get pregnant and it would be something crazy since the lady was 60 years old but well, God is powerful and if you see the love between a mother and son so great, he could send them a grand gift. Passing several weeks I went to my gynecologist and confirmed what I suspected, as I had certain symptoms that a woman knows, I surprised my husband and son at a delicious dinner. I have some news to give you, our family it's growing now we're not 3 anymore, we'll be 4, my son congratulates me with a kiss and an embrace just like my husband but I notice him more happy, I asked him why he was so happy and he responded that if it's because the family is growing, he says the family grows not only here but also at my mom's house. Today I called and gave me a news that nobody would expect, what's that news? I replied, 'what did grandma say?' that my mother is also pregnant, wow what a surprise congratulations my love I said now we're a family of 6, I hope to enjoy the pregnancy together with my mother-in-law, I imagine us two with the baby bump
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