My son and I on the beach Part 1

Hi, I'm Mateus and I'm here to tell you what happened to me when I was 17 years old. It all started on a family vacation trip to the Bahian coast, my father, my mother, my sister, and I. We stayed in a relatively large house, which was actually in a housing complex, with a communal pool, soccer field, and the best of all, a beach front. It was a quiet place, both city and housing, with few employees and few guests. As soon as we unloaded our luggage, and my mother had already called us to see the city, my father was the first to say no, because he had spent the early morning driving and wanted to rest a little, my sister also said that she was very sleepy, I felt sorry for her and accepted the invitation. So we went to see the city, which was beautiful, with nice people ... We went back for about half an hour, passing by some beaches, sights, squares and so on. Until, on the way home, my mom asked me if I could help her pick out some bikinis, and of course I said yes. So we stopped at a little shop, and she picked out some bikinis and went to the fitting room. I waited for her outside, of course. When she opened the fitting room curtain, it was as if she had awakened a part of me that I didn't know existed, and it was her fault. It was the first time I had seen her like that, I had never seen her in a bikini or panties and underwear, and it moved me. My heart was racing, I thought I was going through something bad. I was watching in a daze, I couldn't say a word. And when she turned her back to me, I saw that beautiful brunette bumbum, the thing that was so serious, it was an unavoidable excitement. I waited for the excitement to end and went to choose a thong. I went into the fitting room that was on the side where my mother was sitting. I put on the thong and this time it was my mother who was waiting outside the fitting room. I opened the curtain and there she was, even more beautiful, with a shorter bikini. She turned around and said that she had liked the other one more, who was bigger in the butt. While she was talking I looked at that beauty with her mouth open. And when I realized it was hard again. When she turned around again, standing in front of me, I saw her look straight at my thong, which made a huge volume and the worst thing was that she couldn't look at me and I didn't even have the attitude to turn my back or hide myself. And to cry, my dick didn't stop talking. And he still looked at me and said, "I'm going to take that other one, and then we're going to get married, and after that, we're going to buy the other piece, and nothing else happened". Now the other day, yes. We went to the beach early in the morning. And everything was normal, until my mother offered to put sunscreen on me. So I took off my clothes, just hanging on, and I sat down in a chair. She poured the sunscreen on me and started spreading it slowly over my back, then my arms, neck and face. I don't know why, but it turned me on, and I discreetly took a bag that was on my side and put it on my lap to cover my excitement. A little while later, my mom called me to take a bath in the sea, and it was me, her, my dad and my sister, but she sent the invitation to me. But in the end, it was just the two of us going to the sea. We didn't talk about anything, we were just cutting waves. Wave goes, wave comes and I do everything to stay close to her, a rub here and a rub there, until a huge wave was forming there she speaks to me safe, I already with second intentions embraced her for a trace and I was glued to her body. The wave passed and luckily it did not knock us down, but still I did not get rid of her, who did not complain or say anything and alas I did not leave. It did not take long for my cock to harden and sting her ass. I felt it pulsing and hitting on her butt. To my surprise she pulled my arms, still tightening the hug. I understood this as an invitation. Then I felt, in the rhythm of the waves and I began to rub my dick a little bit on the other side of her butt, but a little bit afraid of her, I still felt dark. I turned to her head, but she did not complain or say anything and alas I did not leave. It did not take long for my dick to harden and punch her butt. I felt it pulsing and hitting on her butt. To my surprise she pulled my arms, still squeezing the hug tightly. I understood it as an invitation. Then I felt, in the rhythm of the waves and I started to rub my dick a little bit on the other side of her butt, but she is still a little bit afraid of her butt, I still with a second thoughts, still darkly embraced with her, I turned around me, but it turned around me, but my head, but my husband turned to her head, and she didn't complained, and I didn't complained and I didn't say anything and it didn't say anything, and it didn't go to my dick and my dick and my dick, and my dick, and my dick, and my dick, and my wife, my dick, my dick, my dick, my dick, my dicks and my wife, my wife, my mother, and my thoughts went, and my wife, and my wife, and it's, and it's a negative thoughts, and it's, and it's, and it's a bad, and it's a bad, and it's a bad, and it's, and it's all these things, and it's a bad, and I can's a bad, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's, and it's a's a's, and's a's, and's a's a's, and's a bad, and it' Isn't that wind so nice? - A rum, and it's even better with that clean, cold water. - It's true... come, hug me harder, I'm getting cold. (here she pulls my arms, making whoever my body is glued to her and my dick stuck on her butt, but this time it didn't get hard) - Is that better? - Yes, it's much better now. Then I began to rub my foot on her foot, I was stepping lightly on her foot and to my great surprise, she pushed her butt and rolled slowly from side to side. My cock that was soft, slowly went up until it became rigid. This time I had no bad thought, remorse or heavy conscience, I was willing to find out how far we would go, but before I tried or said anything, she came out of my embrace and turning towards me said "we're going to dive", but it was not a simple "we're going to dive", she said with a sexy voice and made a face and then dived and I dived too. We stayed for a while, diving, enjoying a few waves... until my mother hugged me from behind and said, - I got you. - All right, I was getting cold. - What? Mother then began to run her fingernails over my belly, making random upward and downward, side to side, circular movements over my belly and chest. - It's all creepy. Then she squeezed me harder and bit my shoulder, causing me to twist my whole body. I could feel her breasts glued to my back. I could feel her strong, gasping breath on my shoulders, like I wasn't the only one enjoying the situation. Mom bit me again, this time closer to my neck, and at the same time she stuck her nails into my chest. This bite was longer and stronger than the first, and each time I felt her breathing stronger. - You want another one? - I want (I also spoke very panting) This time she bit not so hard, and then gave a suck passing her tongue in the place of the bite, gave a very strong sigh and at the same time lowered her hand to the beginning of my sunga, but did not advance any further. - There you go. - Did you like it? - I'm sure you do. - What about this one? She bites my shoulder very hard, this time without any hardness and runs out into the water smiling. - Did you like it? - The lady's paying me. - No, please. (she starts running away from me and smiling at the situation) Now it's your turn to take a few bites. - I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. - I'm sorry, but no. Until I can reach her and hug her from behind and say: - Now you'll see. Very panting she speaks "devagar". I pull her hair back, and I take a little bite out of her neck, and Mommy groans, and then I give her a little suck, and she starts moaning, "Hummm hummm", and twitching, and I'm still sucking her neck, and I put my hand down to her mouthpiece, and I'm pressing it with one finger, but she's just grabbing my hand and pulling it out, and she's not saying anything, and things are getting hotter, until my sister comes in, and she thinks we're playing catch-up, and it totally breaks the mood between me and Mommy, and we tell her we're playing tickle-tickle, and she says she wants to play, too. Knowing that my sister would not leave us alone, I left the two of them there and went to my father. I sat in a chair and went through what had happened in my mind, trembling, still trying to believe what had happened, and I couldn't get my mother's moans out of my head, it was like she was right there beside me, moaning. Some time later they come out of the sea and join me and my father. The weather was kind of strange, because my mother would not stop looking at me and smiling at me and sometimes she would make a foolish face or would provoke me by giving me a little twist in the bikini and the worst thing is that my sister would not stop looking at these "little games" of my mother with me. In the evening, around 10 p.m., we were all watching TV, first my sister retreats to her room, then my father, who says he's going to sleep and calls my mother to come along, she says she'll watch a little more and then goes. "A little further, so I can go to bed" she spoke as soon as my father left. I sat in the corner of the sofa, so she put a pillow on my legs and lay down with her head on the pillow. We watched a movie that was on TV. - You still owe me a bite. - Don't come, you've already had your revenge. - But you gave me four bites and I only gave you two. - No. (she covered her neck with her hands) - Come on, Mom, just one more bite. Are you gonna tell me that you didn't like the bites I gave you this morning? - Stop being boring. - She was all shivered. - I'm going to sleep. I just asked you a question. - You know I like it and you keep filling the bag. Well, let me just take one more bite, and then we'll call it even, and you'll like it. That's nice, but go slow so you don't get branded. So she's still with her head in my lap, she's still standing and she's pulling her hair away, leaving her neck clean and she takes a deep breath, just waiting for me. Watching that beautiful scene, I caress her hair and only then I finally give her a little hug on her neck. Her panting breathing was already quite noticeable. And then when I pushed my tongue to work sucking her neck slowly mom began to moan <unk>aaaiii aaaaiiii<unk>, she put a hand on my head and was massaging my hair. Chupa liked her neck and slowly I went up until I got to her ear. Mom passed moaning more intensely and felt contortion. At a moment when I stopped to breathe a little, I saw that she was with the middle bumbum up, so I put a hand on the inner part of her thigh more slowly and then I continued to go up, when she was already reaching for my hand with my hand, it gave me more pleasure to hold it, but when she was already reaching for my hand, it gave me no pleasure to hold it. -Leave Mom. (I whispered in her ear) - No (he spoke also whispering and panting) - That's a good one. - Hmmm (whining) It'll just be between us, no one else will know. - Do you promise? - I promise you. Speaking of which I sucked her neck and ear, alternating between the two, and slowly I felt her take her hand off mine, and then slowly I lifted up my hand, until I finally reached her panties, which were on fire and very wet, and I felt her panties soaked, and finally I massaged her panties with my fingers, which were extremely soft and cute, and they slid easily down her panties, which were so wet. Mother couldn't control the moans. Alas, the moment I tried to be more daring, trying to penetrate with my finger the sides of my panties, she takes my hand and rises from my lap, sitting next to me on the couch. - Me-ni-no... (She was talking very tired, catching her breath). I could tell how excited she was, because I looked at my hand, and it was covered in my mother's fluid. - We'd better call it a day. - Why, do you like it or not? - That's very nice, but it's time to stop. - Stay a little longer, mother. - No, I'm going to bed. So she gets up, she passes her hand over the couch and she says, - Shit, I moved the couch. -Oxe, what time was that? - That moment, when I sat down. I got it. -Oh, you bore, that was also your fault. (and then she goes to the kitchen to get a cloth to clean the sofa, I took advantage and passed my hand on the sofa and really had a little molasses, just for you to have a better idea of how wet she was, in a moment she sat on the sofa...) And why was that my fault? - It doesn't even come with that. If she'd shagged the couch, I'd shagged the pillow on my legs, but nothing too serious, and after that, I don't think it's a surprise to anyone, I ended up in the punch.