A SUMMER WITH MOMThis story happened a month before the government declared a pandemic alert in our country. I allow myself to introduce myself, my name is Roberto, I'm 20 years old, and currently I live alone with my mother, Marleny, since my father abandoned us when I was 8 years old after getting involved with one of his cousins and running off with her after impregnating her. The total separation occurred after my mother discovered that my paternal grandmother and my uncles on my father's side supported the barbarity he committed against us. The abandonment lawsuit did not wait, and in the end, my mother stayed with the inheritance that belonged to my old man, the house, and his car. With this, we ensured our existence, since my mom sold everything she took from him, we moved to another city, and started over. I always had a good communication with my mother, although I suppose everyone keeps some things to themselves. She always avoided talking about her feelings, whether she felt lonely, if she was seeing someone, or if I was dating someone, etc. Despite being the only woman in the house, I never had bad intentions towards her because of who she is, my mother, even though today, simply because I'm a man, I realize many things, for example, that she has a very attractive body, measuring 165 cm, long black hair, intense black eyes, medium-sized breasts, and a pair of legs, thighs, and above all, an ass, which have improved thanks to the fact that since she separated from my father, her friend's husband advised her to start exercising to overcome depression. Thanks to him, I also started exercising and acquired a fairly firm body, not athletic, but at least it helped many girls approach me. How logical was it, the physical changes my mother achieved through her constant gym routine provoked many guys approaching her in order to ask her out. Some with the idea of taking her to bed and giving her a good warming up, but she never went beyond a flirtatious smile or a girl's gaze. The reason, of course, my quite unhealthy jealousy towards her. As I repeat, her routine was always home, work, and the gym. But when I turned 18 exactly, I observed that Mom started behaving in a more distant way with me, stayed out longer from home, and especially since we both attended the same hour at the gym, suddenly decided to change shifts, in an hour that crossed my class hours at school. My suspicions that someone was starting to like her confirmed when it was summer time and one day after classes, Mom was waiting for me in the living room, asked me to sit down in front of her and said she had something to tell me, her face was serious, and asked me not to get upset if I did, and if I did, she would understand.- You know son, We're going to the beach!I couldn't believe it.Don't play with my feelings, please mom
- It's true! We're going to the beach!
Wow, when? What time?
Within three days, my love. YOU LIKE THE IDEA!
If I like it, THIS IS THE SLUTTY MOTHER! A trip just you and I with Mom
Wait son! There's something I want you to know and I hope you'll understand.My smile faded when I heard the last proposal. It was here where she told me that her friend, with whom she had already been going out for some time, invited us to spend a few days at the beach as a way of getting closer and seeing what would happen in the future.
As soon as she finished speaking, I left the room and told her if she wanted to go, it should be just her, because from my side there was no interest in meeting anyone. Mom didn't want to reply and stayed alone in the mentioned room.
On January 21st, the date scheduled for the trip, she packed her suitcase, not without insisting that I accompany her, that she didn't want to leave me alone, that I wasn't being selfish in my behavior, etc. I didn't listen to her and left the house, not returning until almost 10 at night.
It was when I entered that I discovered she wasn't there and neither was part of her clothes.
During the rest of the night, I cried with anger, always having had Mom by my side and not wanting to see her with anyone. My jealousy, my dependence on her, led me to behave this way, and now she had left with who knows who. I thought maybe she would have regretted it and wanted to stay with me, but seeing the opposite filled me with more personal rage.
Luckily, there were a few bottles of beer in the fridge that Mom bought for her birthday party at home, along with some friends, and those drinks knocked me out.
The next morning, I felt the door opening. I went to see, being completely drunk and unable to believe it - it was my mom who had returned. Seeing me in this state, she didn't say anything and only managed to say...Look at yourself how you are! I'm not leaving for a day and I find you like this.I didn't respond to what she said, I went to my room and so did she. It wasn't given that it was 8 am when these things happened. Near 7 pm, I got out of my bedroom straight to the kitchen to take a little water, but instead, I found her sitting at the table and after giving me a greeting, she demanded we talk, I obeyed and started listening to her story.
Mom told me about her new friend. That she met him at one of her friends' gatherings, that he was an engineer, single, with good economic standing, and had been dating him for around 6 months, that he knew her story, including her separation and especially my existence, that he advised her to tell me that I could already understand things, especially that the trip to the beach was the perfect excuse to integrate us.
I listened like an automaton to everything she said, it was then when I asked why she went back, if the trip was really for the two of them, and she responded that she didn't feel good being alone without my company, and that when she told her suitor what had happened between us, he told her to forget about me and now she would think only of herself. When I asked what she replied, she said she gave him a slap, they ended their understanding, and she was going back home, but not finding available flights, she spent the night in a hotel and as soon as it got light, she managed to get the first morning flight.
I didn't respond to everything she told me and just looked at her fixedly. After wiping away her tears, we started cooking, especially continuing our routine. I observed that the days afterwards, mom was still carrying the pain with her, I tried to get closer and avoid her from consuming herself in pain. She thanked me with hugs and kisses full of love, but when having contact with her skin, my hormones would revolve, and thinking of her more than as mom, I desired her like a woman.
Almost at the end of February... first week of March I was going back to classes at the institute, mom gave me another surprise. At her work she had asked for some days off and this time we were both going to the beach together. I didn't get that excited, but when I saw the tickets and the whole tour to Mancora, I couldn't help my excitement and after booking the house with a family member of ours, we went to enjoy this quick trip.
After almost 8 hours of bus travel, we arrived in Máncora and went to register at the hotel, it was a very nice place, but there was a problem. There was only one available room and with a double bed. She asked me if I didn't have any problems sharing the same bed and I said no, but that I felt a bit weird, since I had separated from her lap since I was 8 years old and rarely slept together. We had agreed to sleep both in the bed, but giving each other our backs and one on each end of the bed.
The next day we went to a swimwear store, each looking for their personal taste, then we returned to the hotel to change.Let's take the sun at the beach.After a relatively normal day, where we rode water bikes, spotted the turtle spa, some nice places among other things, and returned to the hotel. The night passed normally except for my excitement, the image of my mother with that yellow bikini all day. It didn't let me fall asleep, her breasts which were just centimeters from mine, weren't something prohibited, a modest imitation of the fruit of Eden.
The next morning after breakfast, we had almost made it to the border with Ecuador. Mom went to the bathroom and came out with a different but similar bikini.What do you think of the bikini I'm wearing today?
You look spectacular, it's very nice.
- Don't you mind if they see me like this at the beach?
No, for nothing, we're on a beach, it's the most normal thing.We started our circuit through all the places. We got to know some more beautiful beaches and by one o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at Punta Sal beach, the most visited place by tourists and while walking around, we met the former President Toledo's house.
We took a break and sunbathed, and then my mother asked me if she didn't like applying sunscreen because of the excessive heat.Yes, very good idea. Throw me please.The bathing suit for this occasion was smaller than the previous one, practically only covering the nipples and Venus mound, the back part seemed like a thong, but it was a Brazilian new account. Without a doubt, such attire was giving me a hotter heat in my hormones.But mom, what a beautiful one are you?
Does it really seem to you?
- Of course yes, shame that you are my mother
-Why do I regret being your mom? What are you thinking?Many things you would like. Mom threw a nasty word at me, but then she calmed down. There was no response, after lying down for a while, I freed one of my hands and slowly released mom's bra, she didn't notice, continued with the bikini bottom, in the same way she didn't notice, but when I was about to release the other side she noticed and lifted her side as if trying to avoid my hand, making the frontal part of the bikini quiet both the little shorts and the bra.What are you doing, trying to take off my bikini?The tone of his voice was totally intriguing. I took a more flirtatious tone.So you can be more comfortable and more relaxed.
Yes, but also the part below the bikini?
IfAgain we were alone reclining next to each other, but this time she unfastened her bikini and I ran my hand over her buttocks, exposing them; this time she turned to look at me, but didn't say anything.What did you get for wearing that thing?
- Well, nothing, just that I liked them and they seem more comfortable for me to relax.The truth wanted her to clear up my doubts, so it was time to talk about certain things that were always very taboo for her. - Now that we're totally confident, Mom, can I ask you: did you feel lonely all this time, don't you miss being with someone?- And now why that doubt?
I don't know, it just came to mind, especially what happened between my dad and that engineer a few days ago.
I'm being sincere with you, since I separated, I had many suitors, but after your father, I didn't have anyone else until my friend arrived, but you already know what happened. And honestly forgive me, that never told you certain things of mine and I also never asked if you knew any girl, if you had relationships. I hope you understand me and at the same time forgive me for putting an untouchable barrier between us.Mom started crying, I decided not to take off her bikini, hugged her and told her it wasn't my intention to open past wounds, but she said nothing was wrong, let's just keep having fun since there were only a few days left until our tour ended. I nodded that we should keep the fun going.
The day ended and we arrived at the hotel. After showering first, I went out and Mom wasn't there. I looked for her and saw she was in the hotel bar, taking a free shot. I approached her and we started toasting together.
The night went on and many guys kept approaching her wanting to take her dancing, inviting us to drinks, etc. She ignored them, even I got aggressive with one of them who was being stubborn with Mom. After almost an hour of drinking, we returned to our room.
Upon entering, my mom was a bit drunk, barely able to stand up, and she kept telling me how much she loved me, that I was already a man and other flatteries. I just smiled and when she sat on the edge of the bed, she asked me to kiss her:Come on my love! Give me a kiss!I started kissing her very calmly. Although I hadn't had many girlfriends, but the ones I had and kissed, none of them ever complained about my kisses. Now it was Mom who was kissing me, but after a few seconds, she began to kiss me more forcefully, asking me not to leave her alone.- Do you understand that I'm also a woman? I need a man who makes me feel loved and desired. Someone to share my bed every night.Her words were like luxurious ambrosia for my body. She kept talking.- And now what? You know your mother needs a man. What are you going to do now?I went back to kissing her and masturbating her, her hands wrapped around my neck, her moans were indescribable.- Yes my life, my love! How tasty, keep going like that!A quantity of fluids came out of her and her vagina began to dilate at an unruly pace, trapping two of my fingers that were inside her, informing me of her first orgasm. Quickly I took off my summer clothes, just like she took off her one-piece dress and underwear, leaving her completely naked. I got between her legs, started eating her vulva at an unruly pace.Ah, my love!... That's how I want to live, it's so delicious!My mother imprisoned herself in a new orgasm.I can't take it anymore love, MAKE ME YOURS NOW! I WANT YOU TO BE MY MAN! I WANT YOU TO FILL ME ALL NIGHTS, I WANT YOU TO BE THE GUY I WAS LOOKING FOR!Quickly guided my penis with my hand to the entrance of her vagina, giving it a push and getting it in deep. There were no regrets, no turning back. After 2 years without having sex, I now had a woman penetrated and that was my mother.
First we were in the missionary position, feeling like her warm pussy filled me up with its flows, allowing me to enter and exit very quickly. After being like that for a few minutes, I rolled over onto the pillow and she didn't take long to sit on top of my penis, who began to ride like a jockey and I to thrust into her rapidly. She moaned with intense pleasure with each penetration. After a long time, my breathing became agitated.- DON'T SCARE OFF MY LOVE! HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER.Suddenly I felt like my mother's vaginal spasms were squeezing my penis. It was an orgasm so tasty that not even a girl of my age could surpass or equal it. We lay on the bed for a bit longer, naked and embracing each other in an entwined way, talking about our life ahead. We bathed together whenever we could, touching her breasts, ass, or any part of her beautiful body. After finishing, she left first and I finished washing up. I dried off in the bathroom and decided to come out naked, putting on no clothes in the room, as there was nothing left to hide between us. Once facing each other again, we started kissing once more with much more pleasure. I put her down on the bed and inserted two fingers into her vagina, her moans comparable to those of a porn actress. -Oh yeah, oh yeah, haha, that's so delicious my love!!His screams were a true symphony of pleasure, which I'm sure most hotel guests heard and started fantasizing. Our mouths and tongues seemed to be fighting each other, my fingers seemed to be trying to get in deeper into her yummy pussy, while she lifted her ass with the help of her legs, lowered her breasts, starting to caress them like a mass of dough or something, biting and sucking on it.MOM, DO YOU WANT TO GET NAKED?I ordered in an authoritative tone of voice, so she lifted her buttocks to penetrate me, but before that, I gave her some slaps and those slaps made her moaning excite me even more, it seemed like we were filming a porn scene.- OH GOD DAD!!! LET'S GO SLOWLY, THEY'VE NEVER F**KED ME LIKE A DOG!!I introduce my little one into my mother's already swollen vagina, see that from her vaginal lips which seemed to be of an adolescent virgin, juices were dripping out, I get excited like never in my life, I couldn't believe that my mother, at the bottom, would awaken such repressed lust. So much was the excitement of having my mother penetrated that it ended up making me come quickly, filling her with semen again inside. Mom took a little breath, but after some minutes and when I wanted to go to the bathroom to clean myself, she grabbed my arm telling me.Come here my king!!I grabbed my dick, it went into her mouth and with her gaze fixed on me, she started the best blow job of my life. My testicles and penis were receiving a oral massage that I could never forget. Sincerely for their actions and especially her emitted arrecha, they made me believe I had been without male company for a long time. What luck for me that engineer didn't precede in releasing that repressed pleasure from my progenitor, a pleasure that now I was enjoying.
After almost minutes of intense fellatio, I recovered the hardness of my little one. This time I turned her over and started eating her ass so wildly that her face was worthy of comparing to those of Mia Khalifa or Alexis Amore.
Taking the mixture of her juices and my sperm into that virgin hole, I slowly thrust my penis until I gave a push that she received with a scream confirming that her anus was being deflowered for the first time. Her cries of pain flooded the room, pain that gradually turned into intense pleasure.
While my mother was being penetrated like a slut by a male, I used my hands to caress her tits. After 10 minutes of intense pleasure, I exploded filling my mother's entrails with my sperm. This time I couldn't stay on my feet and collapsed onto the bed exhausted. Mom touched her bum with one finger and feeling my cum, along with her anal smells, smiled and lying beside me, commented:I love you son, you just made the happiest woman in the world out of me.We entwined ourselves and started caressing each other until sleep overcame us. We spent almost the entire day in the room, enjoying our bodies. The last day of our trip only gave us time to have breakfast and we headed back to the airport, not before taking a naked photo in the room. When we left, the bellhop and the receptionist couldn't stop looking at each other, gazing at mom's tight white jeans as she left the hotel. We returned to our city and straight to our house. Once there, we let loose again and indulged in our pleasure. Since that day, things changed. Mom stopped seeing her friends for a while, I no longer went out with some girls I knew, especially, the poor engineer tried to win my mother back again, but she told him she had found someone else and was very happy now. Of course, if he knew it was me, the poor idiot would fall over. Without a doubt, those were summer vacations that we both remember every night in our marital bed.
- It's true! We're going to the beach!
Wow, when? What time?
Within three days, my love. YOU LIKE THE IDEA!
If I like it, THIS IS THE SLUTTY MOTHER! A trip just you and I with Mom
Wait son! There's something I want you to know and I hope you'll understand.My smile faded when I heard the last proposal. It was here where she told me that her friend, with whom she had already been going out for some time, invited us to spend a few days at the beach as a way of getting closer and seeing what would happen in the future.
As soon as she finished speaking, I left the room and told her if she wanted to go, it should be just her, because from my side there was no interest in meeting anyone. Mom didn't want to reply and stayed alone in the mentioned room.
On January 21st, the date scheduled for the trip, she packed her suitcase, not without insisting that I accompany her, that she didn't want to leave me alone, that I wasn't being selfish in my behavior, etc. I didn't listen to her and left the house, not returning until almost 10 at night.
It was when I entered that I discovered she wasn't there and neither was part of her clothes.
During the rest of the night, I cried with anger, always having had Mom by my side and not wanting to see her with anyone. My jealousy, my dependence on her, led me to behave this way, and now she had left with who knows who. I thought maybe she would have regretted it and wanted to stay with me, but seeing the opposite filled me with more personal rage.
Luckily, there were a few bottles of beer in the fridge that Mom bought for her birthday party at home, along with some friends, and those drinks knocked me out.
The next morning, I felt the door opening. I went to see, being completely drunk and unable to believe it - it was my mom who had returned. Seeing me in this state, she didn't say anything and only managed to say...Look at yourself how you are! I'm not leaving for a day and I find you like this.I didn't respond to what she said, I went to my room and so did she. It wasn't given that it was 8 am when these things happened. Near 7 pm, I got out of my bedroom straight to the kitchen to take a little water, but instead, I found her sitting at the table and after giving me a greeting, she demanded we talk, I obeyed and started listening to her story.
Mom told me about her new friend. That she met him at one of her friends' gatherings, that he was an engineer, single, with good economic standing, and had been dating him for around 6 months, that he knew her story, including her separation and especially my existence, that he advised her to tell me that I could already understand things, especially that the trip to the beach was the perfect excuse to integrate us.
I listened like an automaton to everything she said, it was then when I asked why she went back, if the trip was really for the two of them, and she responded that she didn't feel good being alone without my company, and that when she told her suitor what had happened between us, he told her to forget about me and now she would think only of herself. When I asked what she replied, she said she gave him a slap, they ended their understanding, and she was going back home, but not finding available flights, she spent the night in a hotel and as soon as it got light, she managed to get the first morning flight.
I didn't respond to everything she told me and just looked at her fixedly. After wiping away her tears, we started cooking, especially continuing our routine. I observed that the days afterwards, mom was still carrying the pain with her, I tried to get closer and avoid her from consuming herself in pain. She thanked me with hugs and kisses full of love, but when having contact with her skin, my hormones would revolve, and thinking of her more than as mom, I desired her like a woman.
Almost at the end of February... first week of March I was going back to classes at the institute, mom gave me another surprise. At her work she had asked for some days off and this time we were both going to the beach together. I didn't get that excited, but when I saw the tickets and the whole tour to Mancora, I couldn't help my excitement and after booking the house with a family member of ours, we went to enjoy this quick trip.
After almost 8 hours of bus travel, we arrived in Máncora and went to register at the hotel, it was a very nice place, but there was a problem. There was only one available room and with a double bed. She asked me if I didn't have any problems sharing the same bed and I said no, but that I felt a bit weird, since I had separated from her lap since I was 8 years old and rarely slept together. We had agreed to sleep both in the bed, but giving each other our backs and one on each end of the bed.
The next day we went to a swimwear store, each looking for their personal taste, then we returned to the hotel to change.Let's take the sun at the beach.After a relatively normal day, where we rode water bikes, spotted the turtle spa, some nice places among other things, and returned to the hotel. The night passed normally except for my excitement, the image of my mother with that yellow bikini all day. It didn't let me fall asleep, her breasts which were just centimeters from mine, weren't something prohibited, a modest imitation of the fruit of Eden.
The next morning after breakfast, we had almost made it to the border with Ecuador. Mom went to the bathroom and came out with a different but similar bikini.What do you think of the bikini I'm wearing today?
You look spectacular, it's very nice.
- Don't you mind if they see me like this at the beach?
No, for nothing, we're on a beach, it's the most normal thing.We started our circuit through all the places. We got to know some more beautiful beaches and by one o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at Punta Sal beach, the most visited place by tourists and while walking around, we met the former President Toledo's house.
We took a break and sunbathed, and then my mother asked me if she didn't like applying sunscreen because of the excessive heat.Yes, very good idea. Throw me please.The bathing suit for this occasion was smaller than the previous one, practically only covering the nipples and Venus mound, the back part seemed like a thong, but it was a Brazilian new account. Without a doubt, such attire was giving me a hotter heat in my hormones.But mom, what a beautiful one are you?
Does it really seem to you?
- Of course yes, shame that you are my mother
-Why do I regret being your mom? What are you thinking?Many things you would like. Mom threw a nasty word at me, but then she calmed down. There was no response, after lying down for a while, I freed one of my hands and slowly released mom's bra, she didn't notice, continued with the bikini bottom, in the same way she didn't notice, but when I was about to release the other side she noticed and lifted her side as if trying to avoid my hand, making the frontal part of the bikini quiet both the little shorts and the bra.What are you doing, trying to take off my bikini?The tone of his voice was totally intriguing. I took a more flirtatious tone.So you can be more comfortable and more relaxed.
Yes, but also the part below the bikini?
IfAgain we were alone reclining next to each other, but this time she unfastened her bikini and I ran my hand over her buttocks, exposing them; this time she turned to look at me, but didn't say anything.What did you get for wearing that thing?
- Well, nothing, just that I liked them and they seem more comfortable for me to relax.The truth wanted her to clear up my doubts, so it was time to talk about certain things that were always very taboo for her. - Now that we're totally confident, Mom, can I ask you: did you feel lonely all this time, don't you miss being with someone?- And now why that doubt?
I don't know, it just came to mind, especially what happened between my dad and that engineer a few days ago.
I'm being sincere with you, since I separated, I had many suitors, but after your father, I didn't have anyone else until my friend arrived, but you already know what happened. And honestly forgive me, that never told you certain things of mine and I also never asked if you knew any girl, if you had relationships. I hope you understand me and at the same time forgive me for putting an untouchable barrier between us.Mom started crying, I decided not to take off her bikini, hugged her and told her it wasn't my intention to open past wounds, but she said nothing was wrong, let's just keep having fun since there were only a few days left until our tour ended. I nodded that we should keep the fun going.
The day ended and we arrived at the hotel. After showering first, I went out and Mom wasn't there. I looked for her and saw she was in the hotel bar, taking a free shot. I approached her and we started toasting together.
The night went on and many guys kept approaching her wanting to take her dancing, inviting us to drinks, etc. She ignored them, even I got aggressive with one of them who was being stubborn with Mom. After almost an hour of drinking, we returned to our room.
Upon entering, my mom was a bit drunk, barely able to stand up, and she kept telling me how much she loved me, that I was already a man and other flatteries. I just smiled and when she sat on the edge of the bed, she asked me to kiss her:Come on my love! Give me a kiss!I started kissing her very calmly. Although I hadn't had many girlfriends, but the ones I had and kissed, none of them ever complained about my kisses. Now it was Mom who was kissing me, but after a few seconds, she began to kiss me more forcefully, asking me not to leave her alone.- Do you understand that I'm also a woman? I need a man who makes me feel loved and desired. Someone to share my bed every night.Her words were like luxurious ambrosia for my body. She kept talking.- And now what? You know your mother needs a man. What are you going to do now?I went back to kissing her and masturbating her, her hands wrapped around my neck, her moans were indescribable.- Yes my life, my love! How tasty, keep going like that!A quantity of fluids came out of her and her vagina began to dilate at an unruly pace, trapping two of my fingers that were inside her, informing me of her first orgasm. Quickly I took off my summer clothes, just like she took off her one-piece dress and underwear, leaving her completely naked. I got between her legs, started eating her vulva at an unruly pace.Ah, my love!... That's how I want to live, it's so delicious!My mother imprisoned herself in a new orgasm.I can't take it anymore love, MAKE ME YOURS NOW! I WANT YOU TO BE MY MAN! I WANT YOU TO FILL ME ALL NIGHTS, I WANT YOU TO BE THE GUY I WAS LOOKING FOR!Quickly guided my penis with my hand to the entrance of her vagina, giving it a push and getting it in deep. There were no regrets, no turning back. After 2 years without having sex, I now had a woman penetrated and that was my mother.
First we were in the missionary position, feeling like her warm pussy filled me up with its flows, allowing me to enter and exit very quickly. After being like that for a few minutes, I rolled over onto the pillow and she didn't take long to sit on top of my penis, who began to ride like a jockey and I to thrust into her rapidly. She moaned with intense pleasure with each penetration. After a long time, my breathing became agitated.- DON'T SCARE OFF MY LOVE! HOLD ON A LITTLE LONGER.Suddenly I felt like my mother's vaginal spasms were squeezing my penis. It was an orgasm so tasty that not even a girl of my age could surpass or equal it. We lay on the bed for a bit longer, naked and embracing each other in an entwined way, talking about our life ahead. We bathed together whenever we could, touching her breasts, ass, or any part of her beautiful body. After finishing, she left first and I finished washing up. I dried off in the bathroom and decided to come out naked, putting on no clothes in the room, as there was nothing left to hide between us. Once facing each other again, we started kissing once more with much more pleasure. I put her down on the bed and inserted two fingers into her vagina, her moans comparable to those of a porn actress. -Oh yeah, oh yeah, haha, that's so delicious my love!!His screams were a true symphony of pleasure, which I'm sure most hotel guests heard and started fantasizing. Our mouths and tongues seemed to be fighting each other, my fingers seemed to be trying to get in deeper into her yummy pussy, while she lifted her ass with the help of her legs, lowered her breasts, starting to caress them like a mass of dough or something, biting and sucking on it.MOM, DO YOU WANT TO GET NAKED?I ordered in an authoritative tone of voice, so she lifted her buttocks to penetrate me, but before that, I gave her some slaps and those slaps made her moaning excite me even more, it seemed like we were filming a porn scene.- OH GOD DAD!!! LET'S GO SLOWLY, THEY'VE NEVER F**KED ME LIKE A DOG!!I introduce my little one into my mother's already swollen vagina, see that from her vaginal lips which seemed to be of an adolescent virgin, juices were dripping out, I get excited like never in my life, I couldn't believe that my mother, at the bottom, would awaken such repressed lust. So much was the excitement of having my mother penetrated that it ended up making me come quickly, filling her with semen again inside. Mom took a little breath, but after some minutes and when I wanted to go to the bathroom to clean myself, she grabbed my arm telling me.Come here my king!!I grabbed my dick, it went into her mouth and with her gaze fixed on me, she started the best blow job of my life. My testicles and penis were receiving a oral massage that I could never forget. Sincerely for their actions and especially her emitted arrecha, they made me believe I had been without male company for a long time. What luck for me that engineer didn't precede in releasing that repressed pleasure from my progenitor, a pleasure that now I was enjoying.
After almost minutes of intense fellatio, I recovered the hardness of my little one. This time I turned her over and started eating her ass so wildly that her face was worthy of comparing to those of Mia Khalifa or Alexis Amore.
Taking the mixture of her juices and my sperm into that virgin hole, I slowly thrust my penis until I gave a push that she received with a scream confirming that her anus was being deflowered for the first time. Her cries of pain flooded the room, pain that gradually turned into intense pleasure.
While my mother was being penetrated like a slut by a male, I used my hands to caress her tits. After 10 minutes of intense pleasure, I exploded filling my mother's entrails with my sperm. This time I couldn't stay on my feet and collapsed onto the bed exhausted. Mom touched her bum with one finger and feeling my cum, along with her anal smells, smiled and lying beside me, commented:I love you son, you just made the happiest woman in the world out of me.We entwined ourselves and started caressing each other until sleep overcame us. We spent almost the entire day in the room, enjoying our bodies. The last day of our trip only gave us time to have breakfast and we headed back to the airport, not before taking a naked photo in the room. When we left, the bellhop and the receptionist couldn't stop looking at each other, gazing at mom's tight white jeans as she left the hotel. We returned to our city and straight to our house. Once there, we let loose again and indulged in our pleasure. Since that day, things changed. Mom stopped seeing her friends for a while, I no longer went out with some girls I knew, especially, the poor engineer tried to win my mother back again, but she told him she had found someone else and was very happy now. Of course, if he knew it was me, the poor idiot would fall over. Without a doubt, those were summer vacations that we both remember every night in our marital bed.
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