Mother and son 's beach vacation

Honestly, I consider myself a very lucky guy. It may seem strange to many, but I am proud to do something that few people have had the opportunity to do, I broke one of the most unthinkable taboos for our society. And when I look back on my whole story, I don't feel any negative feelings or guilt, quite the opposite... It was an amazing and wonderful experience, so I decided to put it all into words, for you to read, and for it to be recorded, so that these memories are always alive in my head. I confess that I am a little afraid to reveal many details about myself, but I will try as much as possible, to bring some personal details, when they are necessary, to the 17th floor of the house. But I had a great time with my mother, and from what I remember, it always started from her, I explain: Being the cocoon, and the only man, I was always the protected, and I dare say, that her favorite, in the family. I have two sisters, and for some reason, she dreamed of having a son. The bond starts from the image, so you imagine that I was always chaste, and she did my will, even at some age, that I was wrong. And this was with the age of 17 years old that I also developed a very strong bond with her. But the thing was not to live there for two years. But I would start by saying that I had always cultivated a very strong relationship with my mother, and from what I remember, this was a very good time for me to wake up with my mother. But I was always fascinated by her because I had a very strong relationship with my father, and from what I remember, it was always a very strong relationship with my father, and from what I had always wanted to have a very strong relationship with my mother. But finally, let's get to the point...When did things escalate to something really different? It was in the month of June of that year, we were on vacation and studying the possibility of taking a trip to a different place, spend a month, or 15 days maybe, my aunt had invited us to rent a beach house, and we thought it was a great idea...And it was the most intense and amazing month of my life....And I was very lucky, because it was my father's plan to also spend that month with us, but his brother (my uncle) got sick, and he had to give assistance at that time, and practically the rest of the year, when I knew that my father was not going to give, I had a shock in my mind. Like: Something might roll a chance for something to happen between us? And at that moment, I tried to discard the thought, but at that time, I was already crazy for her. Arriving at the house, it was a very small house, with two rooms, one room all beaten, with floors missing, leaks, and the walls falling to pieces, you could not sleep there, although we had brought a mattress for the trip...And the other, it was an acceptable room, with TV, fan and double bed. It was where we would sleep, and where it would provide for everything to be different. Back home, we slept in the same room, but I liked to sleep on the mattress, where there was a TV towards the floor, and where I played my games, and I could put the fan on my face, except that on this trip, even though I brought the mattress, I had no reason to sleep on the floor, so I ended up sleeping with my mother, which I did occasionally, but it hadn't happened for a long time. The first night was all quiet and normal, we spent the whole night unpacking, packing, cleaning, after that, we just really slept, but the very next day, things started to heat up. I woke up, and my mother was sort of going out with my aunt, she had left the coffee ready and said she was going to a store to buy some things. I ate normally, I was watching what was on TV, enjoying the view of the beach from the window, until about two hours later, she came home with some bags. She went to the bathroom, and when she left I had a surprise, she was wearing a blue bikini. And with some others in her hand, she came straight to me, to show me, to ask my opinion, and had also bought some sunglasses and panties for me. Obviously, I tried to disguise as much as possible, my true opinion, or my true feelings by seeing her dressed that way, but I tried to praise her in a subtle way, without making a fuss. I remember that day so much, because I didn't want to wear sunglasses, I liked to go to the beach, I was going back to the bathroom with some bags. She went to the bathroom, and when she came out, I had a surprise, she was wearing a blue bikini, and some others in her hand, and she came straight to me, asking for my opinion, and of course I tried to disguise my true opinions, or my true opinions or my true feelings by seeing her dressed that way, but I tried to praise her in a subtle way, but I tried to praise her in a subtle way, without making a fuss. - Oh, every time we come back from the beach, we're gonna take the sand off the body with this hose right here, so it doesn't stain the whole house. - That's right! She washed herself with the hose, but before she handed it to me, she turned her back, gave a slight kick in the ass and asked: Is there sand on my ass or on my leg? - There's just a little bit here on the leg. I pointed the hose at her leg, and I took the little bit of sand she had, and she came out. But it stayed in my mind, was she trying to provoke, or was she just acting naturally? I couldn't tell, the only thing I knew, was that from the moment she stepped on her ass, my dick stung, and I took a while to get into the house because of the erection. That night, we were going to my aunt's house, but after we'd showered, got dressed, and ended up not going, my mom was the first one to go to sleep. It was about 7 o'clock at night, and my mom was lying on her stomach on the bed in a very comfortable dress...I just laid on the bed in the opposite direction, so the whole bitch was there in front of me. I tried to concentrate on the TV, but when she bent her leg to change her position, the dress gave a slight rise, and I could see, a small glimpse of her bed swallowing the little red panty she was wearing, I could see the folds of her butt, resting in such a sexy way in the middle of the dress, that I imagined climbing up and passing my dick over that bundle, and what a wonderful feeling that must have been on my dick. I got hard, and I started sweating and I just woke up in the morning, and for the first time, she really woke up in the morning, and I just wanted to go out and try to do something crazy, and I just wanted to give her a shot of my heart. On the second day, I don't remember anything different or unusual happening, it was basically a repeat of the first day. On the third day, as we were getting ready to go to the beach, she kept trying to convince me to go with her sunglasses, saying that shorts were too tight and I don't know what there, and at that moment, I was very, very naughty, because I thought it might be an opportunity for me to try to stay hard to see how she would react. I put on one of the sunglasses she asked me, and she smiled when she saw me: Now you're looking like a human, those beautiful legs you took from your father... And also, to my surprise, it didn't take a moment that I had boiled in my mind for an unusual comment from her to happen. - What's that, a snake you've been hiding? Look, I can't honestly say whether I'm gifted or not, but my penis, it would be marked on the swing, even if it wasn't erect. And even I was surprised by that, after all, I wasn't used to wearing sleepers...Going to the beach, I was still trying to think of a way to stay on a stiff stick, but it wasn't going to be easy, maybe when we got home after the beach, I would try to create some situation. I was really thinking about it that day, but I couldn't do anything....We arrived very quickly, and then we took a bath. But on the fifth day...Things were really going to escalate, and be very different....We used to spend the middle of the day on the beach with my aunt, but on that day, she had traveled to the beach to get her daughter, not very far from there, but at least my mother and I hadn't scheduled anything. She had just rolled it up to the window. She had finished her lunch, but it wasn't going to be easy, maybe when we got home from the beach, I was really thinking about it that day, but I couldn't do anything....But on the fifth day... - Son, can you hold me so I can try to close the window? Where do you want me to hold it? - I don't know, just don't let me down, see? I knelt on the bed, and I grabbed her by the waist, and my face was inches away from that big guy in the bold bikini, and when she made more of an effort to once again get on top of her feet, I was forced to get up and stand on the bed as well, because I was almost on top of her, and the force that she was exerting was almost pulling me off the side of the bed, and I got up so fast, and it was in reflection, not in malice, I swear to you, that I ended up snapping her. - Whoa, what's that? - The... the what? - Nothing, your hands are firm there. I turned my gaze away from my hands, which held her by the waist, and I looked away from her, she had already closed the window, and had already knelt down to make herself comfortable in the bed. But those brief contacts, created an atmosphere that at the moment I could not decipher at first. As she lay down, she looked at me as she had never looked at me before, it seemed that we had awakened a kind of sexual tension, that was the atmosphere at that moment. In my head, and probably in hers as well, in a hypothetical situation where we were not related, what happened could have led us to sex. I got involved in that mental exercise, and also acted wondering if she was thinking something similar. But it was really a pity to be a mother and her child, and not to be able to use one of the other ... The first hours after this little incident, 'you said' were very subtle. Because she was always turning to me, and that atmosphere was always there, and whenever she got up, it was very subtle, trying to look at someone else, and, naturally, that was a very psychological step, trying to untangle that look. When it was getting late in the afternoon, we heard a loud noise in the kiosk a few meters from the house, it was someone testing the sound, probably going to have some live show, after all, at night, that place on the beach, also used to be frequented. We went to the living room to try to confirm this, and we actually heard the sound being tested several times, and we were talking about the possibility of going to see a little, because we were bored and we hadn't enjoyed anything that day. While we were talking, we ended up sitting on the sofa, and we stayed there for a while until she said: - Then go take your bath so we're not late and we end up not going again. - All right, I'll go now then. When I got up, and I went out back to her, she pulled my sunga, like those childish games of lowering the pants. I lifted the sunga in the reflection, and she laughed, I was a bit unresponsive, she had never played with me like that ... I just looked back and continued to follow to the bathroom, but she called me. - Come on son, kakakakaka, I didn't remember you had a nice ass, let me see it again there? Look at the ideas, you see my ass what. I have a right, I'm your mother, cut the crap. And I just kind of stood there, and I didn't know what to do, and that last sentence of hers sounded kind of serious, and I walked back to her and I said, - What do you want? - Take off your coat, boy, I'm telling you. - You want to fuck me today, right? - Oh, then do this, so you can see I'm not fooling around, you take off the sunglasses, and I'll take off the bikini, how about that? - Are you serious? I spoke in a tone of surprise and excitement. But it's serious, just so we can be even. - You're really crazy today. - There you go! I took a deep breath, and I lowered my sunga, a bit awkward and embarrassed, I confess, it was very much nothing...I was hoping that I would take some bold initiative, not her. - What? She assessed, but without wasting much time, she got up and pulled the lace from her bikini, and my eyes went straight to her xana, a very whitish mouthpiece, and with some scrawny little 'Hitler's mustache' thing. - Whoa, whoa, whoa. - You liked it, didn't you? - Yes, of course. I answered half-distracted. Your son should be less ashamed of himself and more ashamed of me. She looked at the top of her bikini, and in the most natural way asked: Do you want me to take it out too, or don't you? - No, you don't need it, mother. We stared at each other for a few brief seconds, but then she turned her gaze away from my cock, which at that moment, was beginning to get half bomb...Then she commented: Imagine that hard business, the balls must go down there, kakakaakakaka And he just kept laughing. Now get in your bath, quick. I picked up my swing, and I went to the bathroom, and when I got there I hit one of the best punches of my life, with the very fresh image of her bouquette in my mind. I kept wondering what she wanted with it, if it was to provoke some situation, or if it was all a lapse of curiosity even, she knew how to act very naturally, and even made that atmosphere of sexual tension disappear a little. But nothing could take away from my mind one thing: that night could bring many answers. We went to the kiosk, it was a kind of Lual, with voice and guitar, my mother put on a cloth skirt, and a cell phone that fell, it looked like a doll. We stayed there, we put some seafood, it was a really useful event, it gave a very good vibe, besides my mother had gone beyond the limit ... Just a little bit, but when we got home I realized that it was happening. She went straight to my bedside, and she went to watch TV for almost an hour, I was restless, I tried to move, I was upset, it was just the two of us. - Could you get me a glass of water? - That's good. I went to the kitchen and got the water for her, when I got to the bed, she was practically asleep again, I called her and she took the glass, almost dropping it from my hand. - Are you all right, Mom? It's just a little headache. You know, I can't handle a lot of drinking. - Yeah, you think that's water? I noticed that the room was warm and a bit stuffy, so I called her again and asked: Do you want me to open the window? -No, it won't, because later there'll be a strong wind and I won't know how to close... But I wanted to take off this skirt. I don't know if it was a 'request' from her to me, but I assumed it was and responded promptly. - Do you want me to get it for you? - Do you, my beautiful? - Oh, of course. I put her on the bed, and I put her on my lap, and I was taking off her skirt, and it was beautiful to see that fat girl coming out of her skirt, in her white panties, tucked in, the way I would have imagined her to be. As soon as I did, she turned around, and she pushed me to the side of the bed, and she pulled out a pillow for me, and she said, - Stay here with me for a while, then you go back to the room. - Why is that? - I want someone with me. - Good for you, dengue. - I also do all your will, ungrateful. We laughed. I love you, son, you are my fortress, come here. He turned to my side, and he hugged me, and we just stood there and hugged each other, and I commented. - That way I'll end up sleeping too. - Then get some sleep. - Then wait till I change that outfit. Just take off your blouse and your shorts. - That's right. I sat on the bed, and I took off my blouse and my shorts quickly, and I threw them on the floor, and I hugged her again, and she put her leg on my waist. We hugged again, and it gave me an uncontrollable hardness. I began to gasp, and she noticed, from the proximity, my dick then became hard, and he pulsing in his underwear, every now and then leaned against the front of his panties. She noticed this, but did nothing, she stood still. I tried to distract my mind, there were a thousand thoughts. So she hugged me harder, and came even closer, now yes my dick was glued to her panties. She began to caress my shoulders, my back, my hair, and spoke endlessly that she loved me, when I took courage and slipped my hand by her waist, my dick pointed so hard on her panties that she could not help but comment: - He tough, huh? - A lot. - You son of a... She moaned... THE GEM! For the first time for me, I could sense my desire for her too. It was sensational. We looked at each other with a look of horny, but she did something that I would not have imagined she did at that moment, she pushed me away and closed her eyes, I tried to get closer a few times, but she always made it difficult, until she said: - You'd better sleep in the room tonight, or else I'll come sleep later. I made a brave face, and I said - Is that serious? - Please, Arthur, go to the living room. I stood up without saying anything else, and I was a kid at first, but as time went on, I realized that this situation had been an important step. The sixth day... Well, the sixth day, it was just the most memorable day, the unforgettable day, the day that everything happened for real... My mother woke up early that morning, she looked much better, and super willing, she made so much noise stirring things in the house, that I ended up waking up too, and as soon as I woke up, she acted as if nothing had happened the night before. I didn't take long to get up, we went to the kitchen, sat at the table, and had coffee as usual...until she made me an invitation. - Shall we take a walk now? - On the beach? - It is. - Come on, we're not doing anything at all. I'd do anything to spend more time with her. I took it without a second thought. - With or without a bathing suit? - Better take it or we'll stay longer there or you want to go in the water - All right, I got it. We packed up really fast, and we went to the beach, and we thought about whether we were going to put a chair on and stay there, or whether we were going to start walking. We decided to start walking on the beach, and we walked a lot, we talked a lot, without mentioning what happened the day before, until we were in a place far away... My mother took a towel and put it on the sand, and I sat on top of it, I sat on a pile of sand right next to her. Pop goes, pop goes, she takes out of the bag the sunscreen, and says that it was wonderful for us not to go to sleep, so she starts to pass it on me first, on my face, shoulders, chest and ribs, and then on him... It was my turn to pass the sunscreen on her. I started to walk on her back, on my shoulders, and we talked a lot, not mentioning what had happened the day before, until we were in a place far away... My mother took a towel and put it on the sand, and I sat on top of it, and I sat on a pile of sand next to her, and she sat down on it, and I started to complain about it, and I went down on her shoully, and I went down on her shoully, and I went down on her shoully, and I went down on her shoully, I went down, and I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went down, I went, I went down, I went down, I went, I went down, I went, I went, I went down, I went, I went down, I went down, I went, I went down, I went down, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, I went, - You're as tough as you were yesterday, aren't you? - Oh, my God, I just realized... I made a fool of myself. - Um, I know... tell me something... - What's that? When you look at me, and you look like that, you think about sex, don't you? - It's... I know it's weird and crazy, but it's out of control. But I'm your mother, that's so out of the real world, even in secret. - I know. - These last few days, I've been looking at you, sometimes forgetting that you're my son, the image changes to a handsome young man that I'd love to sit on. You didn't say that, that's torture. -Hahahaha, but you're just saying what I think. - Then you've already imagined us... - Doing what? - It is. - More or less, in your body, but as if you were someone else... - How complicated. - You have no difficulty imagining? - I won't. - What the hell, you suck. - Yesterday when I saw you naked, I got so much water in my mouth... - This is absurd, Arthur. - Seriously... I don't really have that much experience, but I'm sure you have a treasure hidden there... Hahah, that's good. You also have an interesting treasure chest, I think. I didn't see right. What do you mean you didn't see right? - Oh, Arthur, but I haven't seen the way you look now. - You want me to show... Not here. He said, interrupting me, and stood up abruptly. - Get that business down there, and we'll go home. Just like that. - Yeah, or you don't want to show me the deal... - That's good. I was sweating coldly and my heart was racing, and I never wanted to get home more than I did at that moment, and she was walking in front of me, and I could see her juicy butt swaying, and in my mind, there was a real possibility of something happening, and it was so incredible, and unprecedented, it was like a dream, a dream. When we got home, we went straight to the bedroom, and I was pretty nervous, and she noticed that. - Relax there... lie down for a while. I went to bed, we turned on the TV, and she sat on the edge of the bed, and she started looking at me, and she gave me a little smile... Then she started smoothing my legs, which were stretched out in front of her, and I did the same on her leg, which was within my reach. We stood there, looking at each other, and smoothing each other, until she broke the silence and said - I think you're going crazy. - Why is that? So she was reaching up my thigh, and she was wrapping my swing with her hands on the side, she wanted to grab it, just to have her hands there, so close to it, my dick went up. When her hands were almost on it, she looked down and saw the volume, pulled her hands back from where she was, and went straight into my swing, pulling it out quickly. Her second step was to touch it. That first touch, what a memorable thing! It didn't take long and she had already wrapped it in her hands, demonstrating mastery in that kind of situation. She punched me a few times, came closer and said to me: - Close your eye. - Close your eye? - Yeah, I'll be right with you. She spoke almost in a whisper, which I obeyed and then I began to feel something wet on my dick, it was her with her mouth, starting a kiss. She did it in a soft, slow, but very pleasant way, she knew how to use the tongue...I had only received three kisses in my life up to that moment, and none compared to that one. It was increasing the pace, and there was a moment that she did it in such a frenzied way, alternating between sucking my dick, and punching me, that I almost enjoyed. But I held on as much as possible to continue enjoying it...To the point that she began to groan with her dick in my mouth - Whoa, whoa. - Such a good mother. After a last suck which made a crash, she knelt on the bed, coming towards me and said - Look at this, it's already wet... lubricated. For some reason she was embarrassed to say wet at the time, and I thought it was funny and curious, and I was staring at her with my hard cock in front of her, and she was just a few feet away from me, so I said, - And now... what do we do? She made a thoughtful face, and asked softly But wait, I'd better lock the front door, because your aunt might come with her cousin. He got up and went to the door in the street, and I heard the sound of the lock being broken, and the door slamming, and that sound at that moment was extremely satisfying and pleasant to my ears... She went back to the room quickly, took two pillows, and put them behind me, so that I was lying down but with the trunk standing up. She took out the part under the bikini and was approaching me, crossed one of the legs to the other side of my body, and before sitting down, took my hand and led up to her little mouth - Look how excited I am. -Oh, mother, how beautiful she is. She looked me in the eye and said one last thing before she sat down. - I can't believe we're doing this. She took my dick, carefully, and she was taking it to the door of her booth, she was putting it inside, and it went in without much difficulty, but when it did go in, I twisted so much that it was delicious. It had been a while since my dick felt a booth, and that situation, made everything even more delicious. She practically swallowed my dick with that body, hugged me tightly, and started to go back and forth and back and forth. Shh, that's a good stick, son. That's a good stick. - Go, how delicious, how tasty, sit down, like this..go! I started to pass my hand on her thighs while she fucked me, I held her by the waist, and then she started to suck on my dick. She squeaked with great desire, it was like she hadn't had sex in years. She squeaked and moaned, squeaked and moaned, I was holding her body, I pulled the top of her bikini, and when I started sucking her breasts, it was like she went into ecstasy, she felt it so much, that she gave a very loud moan, to the point that she accelerated the sucking on my dick. I could hardly believe that I was sucking on those soft and beautiful breasts, wonderful sucking, I didn't know which one, I wanted to suck, squeeze, hold, I wanted to do it all at once, so much that I felt like it at that moment. - Hey Arthur, I'm just messing with you. We were hugging, so she pushed me back on the pillows, I was almost in a completely horizontal position. She held my belly, and my chest, and started riding on it, and that was the moment of greatest surprise for me, because she was riding like a porn actress. She was riding masterfully, doing the up and down movements with her butt and hips, with a lot of consistency and speed. It made me crazy and I then said that she was joking too... Let's enjoy this position that's more fun. And I went right over to her, and I put my dick in that delicious little mouthful, and I started pumping at a fast pace, and that bitch was swaying in my groin, and I could feel so good about that ass, right there on my dick, in that position, that mountain of ass, that I started pumping faster, and I got energy and strength and speed from where I thought I didn't have it, and she leaned over the pillow to cover up the sound of her loud moans. - I'm going to have fun, Mom, I'm going to have fun! - Have fun... Go... Go, have fun right there at the bottom go love, have fun for me. I gave a final whimper and I went in with all the strength and the will that I had at that moment, my dick actually hurt from so much that I went in in those last 15 seconds and I felt a wonderful, sensational, explosive orgasm and having fun inside her was something really out of this world. We sat there in bed, gasping for breath, looking at each other, exchanging caresses, words of love, and we seemed fulfilled, there was no surprising, no strange mood, she repeated that she loved me, and I said the same thing, I remember when she got up, a little bit of shit ran down her legs. I'm going to take a shower. I laid my head on the pillow, and I felt that I was in the clouds, one of my biggest dreams in life had come true....and it was much more amazing than I imagined it would be. I can't wait to hear what you think of the story, and how I wrote it, and maybe it took me a little while to finally get to you, but I thought it was worthwhile to contextualize and detail the whole story. I can come back and tell you about the rest of that vacation, and how we're doing today. The rest is up to you.