Wrestling with my son and fucking a lot!

Let me tell you about something that happened a few years ago, it's an incestuous story, so if you don't like the subject, please stop here. I was a 20-year-old college student at the time, but I was still living at my parents' house. My old man worked long hours and was out most of the day, he's a lawyer; while my mother is a math professor at the same university I studied at. She's basically the kind of mother you usually see on TV soap operas with her funky, fancy outfits. Her personality may seem strong, but her attitudes are charming. Of course, she's a little cranky at times, but that's part of her wonderful charisma, and strangely enough, that makes her even more lovable. This story begins in mid-April, just two months before Valentine's Day, and my mother had just given birth to her third child and was preparing to return to her teaching duties after spending almost the entire semester on leave. Can I talk to you for a second? - My mother asked me when I was watching a football game on TV. - I kind of need a favor from you. I answered, almost to the point of ignoring her with my eyes glued to the television. She then grabbed the remote control and mercilessly turned off the TV. Oh, my God, I was watching, you know. -You can watch the results on the internet or watch the replay on the news, I really don't care. -She answered firmly, with raised eyebrows. - All right, what can I do for you? Her hands slipped down her T-shirt and she lifted it up a little to reveal her soft belly and curvy waist to me. "That's what you can do for me". She replied. "After giving birth I've tried everything to get back to my old shape, but it's so hard. I think age is starting to weigh on me, it's not as easy as it used to be. So what do you say? Do you think you can help your mother get back to her old exercise routine? We still have a lot of gym equipment in the garage that we could use. -Mom, you're being very hard on yourself. You're fine the way you are; you're still as curvy as before. Even all my friends think you're the most beautiful mother they've ever seen. - I said as an encouragement. Thank you, but after having another child, I feel a desperate need to get back in shape while I still can. I gave him a skeptical look. - I don't know what to say. Like, it would be kind of weird for me, don't you think? You know... I'd have to watch you do repetitions with weights and everything. Why don't you go to a gym, isn't it better? There they have the best equipment, not to mention that the trainers are trained. -The gyms today are so crowded. -She replied. -Besides, you know there are many perverted men there, not to mention the machines that are used by so many people that they must be full of germs and bacteria. Look, I went to that gym near the mall, and at least to me, it looked flawless, and there's a lot of regulations these days about cleanliness, and there's germicides everywhere. She sighed. "All right, if you want to hear the real reason why I don't want to go to the academy, it's because it's full of my students, and the last thing I need is for them to see me in sticky clothes while I work the body. And particularly I don't want my future or former students to see me naked while I'm in the locker room. Well, it seems I'm in no position to argue with you. "No, you really aren't". She said, with her arms folded and a stern look. In the meantime, I'll try to think of an exercise kit for the lady. A big smile appeared on her face and she bent down to give me a hug. - Thank you! I knew you would help me. We'll start tomorrow after I buy a suitable outfit to wear. The **** And that's how we started; every day of the week we would meet in our garage to work out, and we would start with the simplest exercises, while she would put on her pants and her skinny T-shirts, and I would accompany her through the basic workouts to begin with, like warm-ups on the exercise bike, followed by weightlifting and stretching. As time went on, thanks to her fitness, she progressed rapidly and thus began to regain the confidence she had in her beautiful body. Soon she began to wear tight lycra pants along with short blouses. While I pretended that all of this did not bother me. She always made a point of thanking me wholeheartedly after every workout, she assumed I was her personal trainer, I guess because she thought it was all a big hassle for me, but what she didn't know was that I obviously didn't want to tell her that I was starting to enjoy our training sessions much more than it seemed, it was one of those things that you can't explain how it happens, it just happens... maybe it had to do with the fact that we were spending so much time together, or maybe it had to do with her gorgeous body getting nicer every day. Whatever the reason, I was attracted to my own mother, and I guess I have to admit, as soon as I hit puberty and started fantasizing about women, my first real passion had been her, and of course over time that damn passion had gone, but seeing my mom bend over and do certain moves every day made those old feelings come back even stronger than before. Two months then passed I yelled in encouragement as soon as my mom finished a section of dumbbells. She laid the weights on the floor and then waved her arms to relieve the tension, as I had taught her. - Wow! We've been working hard on these workouts lately. - She sighed with her heavy breathing. - It's tiring, but I feel great. I don't think I've ever exercised this much in my entire life, not even in my college days. Well, you've improved a lot since we started. She smiled and raised her arm to flex her biceps through her clothes. - Thank you. My father and my brothers were also into sports and fitness, and they were very good at it. So I think it must be our family genetics. "If that's the case, you'd better hurry up and finish this last set while you're still in rhythm". I said, pointing to the training bench for him to keep lifting the dumbbells. - Wait a second, this shirt is killing me. My mother casually turned to take off her shirt and placed it carefully on a table that was nearby. She was wearing a sports bra; she turned back as she took a sip of water from her bottle. Completely oblivious to the fact that I was shivering before her sculpted body. My eyes quickly rolled over her joint and her sweat fillets that glistened on the bottom and top of her back, shoulders and arms. And as soon as she finished her drink, she turned to focus on her weightlifting again, and I tried to disguise as much as I could. -Oh, sorry for standing like this. -Mom said, as soon as she caught my thirsty eyes on her body. <unk> It's hot. Besides, I feel more at ease like this. I mean, you've always been beautiful, but now... your body looks so different. -Thank you! -She smiled, looking at her hard tummy and giving it a gentle pat. <unk> Who'd have thought that a healthy diet and lots of exercise would do it all. And I owe it all to you. - You can thank me by finishing that series. I didn't need to linger any longer, it didn't take long and she bent down to pick up a set of heavier dumbbells and lay down on the bench to continue. As usual, I indicated how many repetitions she should do and she did it perfectly. But for the first time, I was watching her do such a strenuous exercise dressed in such a provocative top. My eyes were delighted by the sight of her triceps and flexed shoulders. But more than anything, seeing the muscles in her chest excited me. After all, those big breasts were being squeezed right in front of me. When she was done she sat down to put the weights on her thighs, took a quick breath, and then put the weights back on the floor so she could take in more water. My eyes apparently had a mind of their own, because they ran around her body even though I knew I shouldn't do that. And once again, I ended up getting caught by my mother. She put her hands on her waist and smiled. Of course not, I don't know why you think that. - You've never been able to lie, did you know?! - She said with a smile. - Come on, since I took off my shirt I notice that you look at my body with the corner of your eyes. I just caught you looking at my breasts right now. -I believe mother, I am even offended. I spoke boldly, almost smiling as if it was all a joke. <unk> The lady asked me to help him exercise, and when I try to monitor his progress, I am accused of being crazy. That's no way to talk to your own son. I know you were looking at me, I saw it, you don't have to deny it. -All right... I was looking yes, sorry. It's that you look very good wearing that top. I answered very embarrassed. "I'll confess, are you happy now?" Her eyebrows lifted quickly and I noticed that she was holding a laugh. <unk> That's what I was afraid of. I didn't want to be a distraction for you, so I always wore the shirt no matter how hot it was. Besides, I only recently bought this sports bra, and before that I wore a pretty normal bra underneath. I think if I did that, my nipples would be too prominent, since I'm still breastfeeding. But that's nothing to do with it, you could have been comfortable even with a regular bra. I just hope that your little fascination with my breasts doesn't get in the way of our next workout. I hope not, but if you're still dressed like that, I don't know, no. She put her fingers around the bottom of her sports bra and quickly lowered her cleavage with everything, exposing her wonderful naked breasts to me. Now you can stop wondering what they're supposed to be like, she said, as if my attitude was immature and that was completely normal, and I hope you take a good look, because you're not going to see them again. I was puzzled as I looked and examined those divine breasts outside. They were large and round and incredibly curved like those of a young woman. She wasn't kidding when she mentioned that her nipples were protruding from breastfeeding, her areolas were swollen and had a slightly amber color. And when she thought I'd seen enough, she lifted her top back up and covered herself once more. I've never seen such beautiful nipples before. -It's the least I can do after you helped me. Just don't ask me to do it again, and don't tell it to anyone, otherwise I'll be very angry with you. Now, tomorrow we'll continue with our training. - She said with a half-cynical smile. ♪ ♪ As difficult as it was for me, I made no comment about the day when she quickly showed me her breasts, because of her warning that we should keep it a secret and that it would never happen again. I didn't want to risk making a fool of myself and end up losing her company that afternoon. But at the same time, I knew that she was already aware of the admiration I felt for her body, and we were having dinner one night, and I noticed that she was wearing a very tight, short sweater, which was very atypical, as if she was doing it to provoke me, as if she liked to know that her own son had desires for her, so at one point when I was lying in my bed to sleep, I did the only thing I could do to satisfy my fantasies. Two days had passed since then. It was a Tuesday, which meant that Mom would only work in the morning for college and in the afternoon she would use her free time to do housework or watch soap operas. But that day, as soon as I got home from school, I noticed a shopping bag on his bed the moment I walked into his room. I didn't expect you to be home so soon, said Mom the moment she came out of the bathroom, looking surprised to see me. Yes, well, I had a test today and I ended up leaving early. Look, I'm only telling you this because I'm in a good mood, but I bought some lingerie to celebrate Valentine's Day with your dad, and he's gonna have a surprise tonight. I'm sure he's going to love it. -I'm sure you do. -My mother said, smiling right away. <unk> I didn't want to reveal this to you, but the main reason I wanted to get in shape so quickly was because of that night. Because of my pregnancy and your father's excessive lack of time, our love life has suffered a lot in recent years, so I thought today would be the perfect day to spice things up between us. Hearing my mother say that she planned to do something sexy for that night was too much for my composure. You've gotten so much hotter in the last few months, I'm sure Dad's gonna freak out today. You know, I tried on some new clothes yesterday and I barely recognized myself, and I don't think your dad even noticed the change yet, but I'm gonna make him realize it today. Speaking of which, how about a second opinion, you know, maybe you can show me and I can give my opinion, how about that? She put her hands on my hips and gave me a stern but maternal look that only she could give me. - Didn't I say we'd never talk about it again? -Yes, I remember, but I was just referring to what I saw in our exercise sections these past few months, or do you not remember that you always wear clothes that are very close to your body?! That's normal, it's workout clothes. I wasn't referring to that day to topless. <unk> I explained in the most cynical way I could. I know, but it's okay, I'll pretend to believe it, so just turn your back while I change, and when I'm ready, I'll let you know. I did as she said, and I turned to the hallway, listening intently to the sounds of her undressing, my heart racing and my imagination working on the wild sounds of each piece being removed, and I could even hear the sound of the new shopping bag being moved. She said hesitantly. When I turned to look, I was astonished by what I saw. My elegant and respectable mother looked sexier than ever. She wore only a crouched lingerie that only served to cover a small part of her breasts and groin. That was the first time I saw her body in such a naked way, and I took advantage of it; with my eyes I quickly ran over her beautiful bare feet and her athletically turned thighs; her protrusion was covered only by a very transparent fabric, as well as her wonderful breasts. She then brought her hands up to her hips, but this time her face expressed a broad, proud smile. I think you're absolutely gorgeous, Dad's a very lucky guy, but seriously, Mom, you look fantastic, you look so beautiful you could compete with any famous lingerie model. As I said before, I owe all of this to you. Mom jokingly raised her arms to flex her biceps, the same way a bodybuilder would. Soon she placed one of her legs on her bed and displayed one of her thighs; leaning forward and running her fingers through her skin, as if she was showing me her body change. Your body is beautiful, Mother, and our training has been worth it. She replied proudly. Speaking of which, the show's over. Let me change now, wait for me downstairs, it's time to practice. But before you answer me, didn't you say there were two pairs of lingerie, where's the other? - Yeah, but you can't see the other one. The image of my mother wearing pieces even sexier than those gave me a chill in my spine. - Oh, my God. I'm sorry if I cut you cheap, but I hope that stuff stuffed in your shorts isn't what I'm thinking. - Of course it isn't. She said with one of her eyebrows raised. I paused for a brief moment, and with my silence I answered his question. Look, you've been a very nice guy to me, an admirable son, who's sacrificed a lot of his time so that I could have this result, so... if you're really interested, I'm willing to help you. - What do you mean by that? If you want, I can take care of that erection of yours, but only if you promise that you'll be mature enough to continue to respect me and never tell anyone. - I promise you. She took a few steps forward and knelt in front of me, and I froze, and all I could do was watch my hot mom pull down my pants while she wore depraved pieces of lingerie. Once my cane was released, she wasted no time in putting it in her mouth and sucking on it, her lips forming a sealed ring that squeezed me around its axis as she shook her head rapidly back and forth, and in this way Mother gave me the best kiss of my life. The vulgar sound of her sucking filled the room with lust. She sucked and sucked like there was no tomorrow, like that moment was the only one, I could even see her saliva glowing and flowing around my dick. Her skill was used with more and more finesse and her lips kept me more and more inside her mouth. Before I knew it, my mother had me completely inside her throat; it was the infamous deep throat that everyone was talking about, I could even feel her lips almost touching my groin. She looked at me and groaned. - 'ta Da'. - As if she wanted to show me that that was her talent at the time of a kiss. Her mouth went backwards on its way back and as soon as her lips moved away from my dick, she stuck her tongue into my glans and began to masturbate me; giving me pleasure both ways. Mom, I'm going to make fun of you. For better or for worse, my mother ignored my warning and went on with her work, and then she went back to stuffing her mouth full of my dick and giving me that wonderful kiss, and I couldn't take it, and I laughed like a jet in her throat, and I would ejaculate more and more while my mom would suck her dick and take all my sperm. That left me weak. She only let me go after she had taken up to the last drop of my semen and left my stick soft. Then she still dragged her tongue around her lips and passed the back of one of her hands to complete the cleaning of her mouth. "You have better sperm than your father", she explained casually, looking at me, still on her knees. - Our mother, the lady was incredible. She stood up and winked at me, and we were face to face. I'm glad you liked it, now let me take a shower, and don't forget we have practice tomorrow. ♪ ♪ The next morning, my eyes were glued to my mom's legs for our entire workout, after all, she was wearing a new pair of shorts that hugged her thighs perfectly, and that day's workouts consisted of a long warm-up and an exhausting ride on the exercise bike, followed by a series of weighted squats. -You seem distracted today, is something bothering you? -Mom joked, maybe already knowing the answer. I know you don't like me to comment, but since you asked, I haven't stopped thinking about what happened yesterday. She let out a big smile. It actually made my Valentine's Day even more special, you know? What do you mean? -Well, you know... your father was very impressed with the lingerie, and the different possessions that I made for him. I also explained that the result of this whole performance was only possible thanks to your help, and then he started to be interested in how we spent our afternoons together. I couldn't lie, and I ended up talking about the day I caught you looking at my body, and how I showed you my breasts without a problem... you should have seen the face he made... - I asked, in the biggest fear I've ever felt in my life. "No", she replied. "On the contrary, his eyes lit up in a way I hadn't seen in a long time, so I kept telling him how I wear sexy clothes in our workouts, and how funny it is when you're horny, and I ended up letting it slip that I gave you a kiss, and it made him really nuts. I was trying to make sense of what Mom had just said, but my mind seemed to be racing. - Of course it's true. <unk> She spoke in a very serious way. This is a surprise to me, I never thought Dad would be into that sort of thing. -He likes it, yes, once, many years ago we thought about doing a couple exchange... but at the time H he got scared and finally gave up. I think he always wanted to see me with another man. This excites him to such an extent, that he made me tell all the details about the kiss. And then, he even made me play a role that I was his mother and he ate me desperately. Wow!! We made love like we had never done. I think that in addition to the fetish of another man, your father must like incest very much. I don't know what to say, but incest is very exciting, especially with a mother like you. My mother smiled. - You two are a lot alike. Trust me, any man would have the same incestuous fantasy if he had a mother like you. She winked at me and pinched my cheek. Maybe you can come with me, so we can give your dad another erotic story. I followed my mother up the stairs, and the two of us walked to the master bathroom holding hands. Once there, she raised her arms and asked: - Would you do the honors? - I responded by removing her top over her head, leaving her topless. She stooped down and did the rest, took off her tight shorts and lycra panties and stood completely naked in front of me. I was mesmerized by the sight of her body. Her joint seemed perfectly proportioned, with just the right amount of muscle tone, but retaining a lot of her feminine curves, which made her look extremely sexy. Seeing her completely naked for the first time was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to me. Her hips and thighs were quite thick, and her groin was all shaved, with a beautiful bikini mark around it. - You are a beautiful mother. - I spoke honestly. Now it's your turn to take off your clothes, and I refuse to be the only naked one here. That said, she wasted no time in taking off my shirt, shorts and underwear, throwing them away from our bodies. Now of course I felt awkward about being naked in front of my own mother, but that embarrassment was worth it. She scrutinized me as closely as I had scrutinized her body, and as soon as she saw what she wanted to see, she pulled me under the shower with her so that we could continue our acts of incest. - You can start by washing my ass. <unk> Mom said as she handed me the liquid soap. I took the bottle from her hand, sneezed on her back, and began to rub it on top of her while she shampooed her hair, my fingers rubbed against her skin as I soaped her sculpted body, inch by inch, I made my way down to her voluptuous rear end, eager to wash away her bumps. As soon as Mother finished washing her hair, she turned around and said that I could wash the front part if I wanted to. - Don't you want to wash the front too? - my mother asked with a malicious look on her face. I love your breasts, Mom, especially your nipples, they're perfect. They get really big when I'm breastfeeding, so now you can start washing me. I started at the top, at the juicy breasts, and I pressed my hand against them, and as I rubbed them, I could feel her milk dripping down my fingers, and they were soft and tasty, and it was so good to see my hand pressing on them as I was soaping them, and to see them shaking all the time, and then at one point, I pressed against the side of one of her breasts, and the milk started pouring out through her swollen nipple, and it was freaking me out. - It looks like you really liked it. <unk> Mom spoke provocatively. I've always fantasized about breasts filled with milk, but now I never imagined that the first ones I'd have access to would be my own mother's. She smiled. Well, actually, it's not the first time you've had access to my breasts, after all, I breast-fed you, remember, and, like, if you were in the mood to breast-feed again right now, I wouldn't mind. In that case, I hope you have enough milk. <unk> I spoke with a naughty smile. - Hold on a second... As soon as Mother had removed the soap from her body, turned off the shower, and stepped out of the box to dry herself with a towel, she quickly rubbed it on her wet skin and then handed it to me to do the same. Soon after, she used both hands to raise her breasts, as if she wanted to model them for me. - Okay, they're all yours now. I wanted to bury my face in my mother's heavy breasts, but I tried to remain calm. Instead, I simply took them in my hands and began to play with them, massaging them very slowly. They were soft and firm, and when I squeezed them a little, my eyes were enchanted by the sight of her milk pouring out of the long protruding beaks. - Don't be afraid, this is normal. <unk> She explained. - Go ahead, I'm telling you. Without Mother's further insistence, I stooped down and began to collect the milk from her breast. It tasted surprisingly sweet, and before long I took one of the large nipples into my mouth and began to suck it. She soon let out a short sigh and rubbed my hair to show that she had approved of my breastfeeding. That's so good, she whispered, it brings back good memories. I asked as soon as I took your nipple out of my mouth. - Whatever you want. Are you enjoying it, or are you just doing it to make your dad horny? Mother's face suddenly turned red. You two are the most important men in my life, and I love you as much as he does, and now that you have to practice a little incest to make your father happy, so be it, and besides, I have needs just like anyone else, what woman wouldn't want two men serving under the same roof? - Gee, I never thought that... "Well, now that we've gotten this far, I need to ask you something: do you like anal sex?" asked Mommy bluntly, with one of her eyebrows raised. - Anal sex?! <unk> I asked stammering a lot, almost not believing those words. - I love it. Are you serious or are you just teasing me, just because I couldn't take my eyes off your ass while we were in the shower. You know I would never do something as cruel as provoke him. She took me by the hand and led me to her room. Once we were near her bed, she immediately fell to her knees and began sucking my cock with such zeal and enthusiasm that she looked like a porn actress, and after swallowing and repeatedly spewing my masculinity from her lips, she stopped. - Now that you're hard as a rock, I'm sure you know what to do. My mother climbed onto the bed and stood on all fours; with both her hands she clasped her ass tightly and her little brown anus looked incredibly inviting. I dared not waste a second, leaned forward and kissed the soft flesh of her rear end. I cast a brief glance over her tight hole and massaged it with my fingers. I gave her a long kiss, planting my lips in her intimate area before dragging my tongue into her majestic frame. She trembled and moaned as I swung my tongue up her ass. And that encouraged me to go even further, and I soon shoved my tongue up her ass. She immediately let out a muffled scream, as I was pushing away the walls of her rectal structure. I buried my tongue as far as I could in order to best taste Mom's insides, and she thanked me moaning and shaking her legs. At that moment, I knew I could have gifted her with an overwhelming orgasm in a matter of minutes, but why would I do that? So I stood up and positioned myself in front of my mother's well-groomed ass. Both of our sexual areas were well-covered with an abundant amount of wet saliva. I gently pressed the head of my dick against the entrance of her anus and although her ass was completely bent, it was not easy to get into her hole. And she knew this, which is why she still helped me by pushing as far as she could her buttocks. My mother let out a childlike sigh as my stick entered from behind her. Her body trembled and she immediately, with one hand, squeezed the sheets of the bed. Her anus was incredibly tight, and with every inch that she reached deeper she noticed a greater rigidity in my undertaking, and in order to proceed, I pushed the missing one very hard with everything in its rectum. It was an indescribable pleasure. I could even feel the walls of her anus being stretched and being forced to adapt to the sexual act, and before long, my strong-willed, respectable mother gave in to the pleasures of her ass being fucked, as I slowly began to go the other way. Her sighs and groans increased with each stroke, and after several minutes of wild, loud, audible penetrations, Mother took one of my hands and carried it to her clitoris, and I began to masturbate her. Soon, her moans and verbal sounds turned into screams, and a huge amount of fluid flowed between my fingers, which were inside her vagina at the time of orgasm, and her body became tense, and her muscles squeezed me tight, which was more than enough for me to have one of the greatest orgasms of my life. My mother screamed when I threw a huge load of semen into her rectum. Our bodies were getting soft and it wasn't long before I fell over his body and we stood there for a few minutes, breathing deeply, even listening to the result of our fatigue. That was the best fuck I've ever had in my whole life. As soon as she found energy, she turned sideways and pulled me to kiss her on the mouth for a brief moment. You know, if I'd known having sex with my own son would be so much fun, I would have done it sooner. - It's better than lifting weights, isn't it? - I was joking. <unk> I wish I'd had the courage to try something with you earlier. I've wanted this to happen for a long time... you have no idea how I dreamed of this moment... She smiled. Well, I think we should extend our workouts and add one more activity to our fitness routine. We're already out with them!