Holidays with Mother 1

My name is Pedro, 22 years old, and I live with my mother, Leticia, who is now 44, and my sister, Lucia, who is 20. My parents divorced six years ago, and since then I've taken on the responsibility of the house. I've never been lazy about working and studying, and that's why I now have a great job. Today, I quietly support the house, and my sister also helps with her work. But my mother is sad since the separation and we try to keep her cheerful by always staying together. My mother Leticia was always beautiful. She has wonderful hair and her body still attracts attention at 44 years old. Even though she is thin She has legs and firm, which make her ass steep. She has small and rounded breasts. They are very pretty. I accidentally saw my mother changing in her room and I confess to have been impressed with her body, but obviously I never said anything. Instead when we joke and we were praising the three of us, but always with respect. My sister for example always says that she wanted to have half of my mother's ass that she would already think. We laughed at that which could help keep my mother cheerful. But she needed something more, and that month I decided to give my little mother a gift and invite her to spend a few days with me on a beautiful holiday. I didn't want to coincide with my sisters and I didn't want to take a holiday. When I told my mother the news, she couldn't believe it and was overjoyed. Our flight was leaving in four days, and I still had time to buy some new clothes for my mother, whose wardrobe was way out of line. On the day of the flight, she was so excited that she couldn't contain her happiness. The flight went smoothly and we arrived at the hotel in the afternoon. A simple but heavenly place near the beach. But the moment we entered the hotel, an unforeseen event completely changed the course of things, and that's why I'm telling you this story. At the front desk, I introduced myself and said to the clerk, <unk>Good afternoon, I'm Pedro and I have a room reserved in my name, can you please check?<unk> Yes, Mr. Peter, just a second please. As he searched his computer for my reservation, I noticed that he was looking at my mother and at the computer screen. Did you manage to locate it? The boy who answered the phone, he called me to the next counter and said quietly: "Mr. Peter, please, is this girl, Leticia, who is with you, your mother?" Yes, why? Because there was a mistake on our part when we made your reservation, we understood that you would come with your girlfriend and not your mother. What's the problem? The problem is that we booked a room with a double bed. And we don't have another one at the moment with separate beds. We are full. Is there a problem? My mother, who was listening to everything by my side, saw my face of dissatisfaction and realizing that I would get upset about the situation, shook my arm and said in advance: There's no problem, you can leave it like that. The boy was relieved by my mother's intervention and concluded by saying, I thank you for your understanding and I apologize for what happened here is your key and tonight's wine is on us I hope you have fun We went to the room and I was still upset about the situation, we put our things in the room and we were amazed at the coziness of the place and my mother said: My God son, what a splendid place. I can't believe we are here. The place is really beautiful and the room is really nice. "Son, there's no need to get upset about what happened. Look at this huge bed. We'll be super comfortable here. And we'll be so tired at the end of the day that we'll sleep even if it's on a net". Let's enjoy this paradise After we settled in the room, we rested a little from the trip and decided to go for a walk on the beach, just for a little walk. At the inn, although it was very nice, we only had the room and a bathroom that wasn't that big, so the best place to change would be in the room itself and my mother decided to change right there in front of me. That really wouldn't be a problem, but when she undressed from behind me and I saw her wonderful ass that caused me an instant erection, I realized that from that moment on I would have serious problems. My mother, who was wearing a fair pair of shorts, noticed my uneasiness and asked: Son, are you all right? What's with that landscape face staring at me? Am I too ugly? No, mother, not at all. What was it then? "Nothing, I just didn't realize how beautiful your body is". Oh, Peter, come on, you've lived with me for years and now you're coming at me with this? I don't think I've ever noticed your ass is perfect. You're trying to please me, Peter, I know you. No, Mom, I'm serious, you look like a woman. It's good my love, thank you. It's never too much to receive compliments, especially after such a long time. Let's take a walk. I was walking on the beach with my mom, and I was able to notice her beauty. Her bulky hair was beautiful, and she had a fleshy, tasty mouth. Her legs were beautiful, but my mom was buckled up, and her butt was really drawing attention. She was just wearing a thong and her shorts underneath it, and I had a hard time disguising my eight-inch cock inside my thong. I had to put a bermuda over it, but I got horny the whole way, and my cock started hurting so bad. We climbed up some rocks that went deep into the sea and we sat down. The sun was still shining and there was no one around. I was shaking all over when my mother said: "Son, take a look at that side there. If no one has come let me know" No one's coming, mother. So she dropped the top part of the bikini and lay on the rock doing a topless. I froze and got a hard-on. "Do you mind if I do a topless here son? I always wanted to do it and never could. If someone comes let me know" I replied totally without grace, excited and stuttering: ♪ I don't bother no mother ♪ I put on my sunglasses and disguised myself, but I couldn't take my eyes off my mother's breasts, her nipples were beautiful and protruding, I looked at her entire body, and we were silent for a long time, just listening to the sea crackling on the rocks in front of us and the wind hissing in our ears, until I broke the silence by saying, "Mom, your breasts are beautiful, they'll be beautiful in the sun". Do you really find Peter? They're not down, right? They're firm and full, really beautiful. You 're a sweetheart I wanted to keep talking to my mom, but I was nervous and I didn't know what to say, and I didn't want to seem too anxious about that vision and ruin everything. "Pedro, thank you for giving me this trip. You don't have to thank mom. You deserve it. I hope we have fun these days. Tomorrow we'll take a boat trip. Let's have some fun, son. I was hallucinating about the beauty of that woman next to me, and how I'd been such an idiot, all this time with such a lovely mother at home and never tried anything, and I was so hallucinating about being horny that I wanted to keep talking to her, and my mother suddenly became the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, and I kind of lost myself in the comments when she said, ♪ Mother ♪ My son . Did you know you have a very attractive mouth? Seriously Peter? Yes, very fleshy, it's a sexy mouth I've never heard that before. You can believe it, Mom. I believe you. I'm just finding you very kind to me today. Are you wanting something is it? Why, I can't praise you, can I? "Of course you can. Compliments are always welcome. But you've already mentioned my ass, my breasts and my mouth, so I'll be too convinced". I didn't lie in any of the comments I made. "I know Pedro. I'm very happy. You are a wonderful son". After a while, enjoying the sun and my mother's huge breasts on that rock, we decided to leave. Let's take a bath and later I'll take you to dinner at a nice place nearby. ♪ My lovely pair ♪ The torment only increased, my mother took her bath and cleaned herself up there in the room, in front of me who was sitting on the bed admiring her gestures of putting on her delicious dress. Even when she fastened her sandal to her feet, I ate her with my eyes watching her thick thighs crossed sitting on the edge of the bed. My dick manifested itself inside my pants and I thought of touching a beautiful punch in honor of my mother, but I held back for a while more. Her intoxicating perfume invaded that environment and accompanied her wherever she went. She held my arms on the way to the restaurant and was radiant and charming. In the restaurant, I'd watch his mouth move as he talked to me, and I'd get excited imagining that mouth in my pussy, sucking it deliciously, and I wanted to get those thoughts out of my head, but I couldn't. We had a bottle of wine at the restaurant, which only made my situation worse, and I found myself there with my mother and I felt completely enveloped by her and her beauty, and I wondered what was happening to me, that now I looked at her and I could only think of one thing, kissing and fucking that woman in front of me. In the taxi we took to go back to the inn, we sat in the back seat and she held my arms and leaned her head on my shoulder. I put my hand on her thigh and slowly she came down between her legs. My mother did not object to this, I would never guess my intentions with that gesture. My cock hurt so much from beating inside my pants. I managed to subtly climb the fabric of my mother's dress and my hand was now holding on to her free thigh. A crazy feeling invaded me and my heart shot up. Her skin was soft and warm. I did not go too far so that my mother did not notice my nervousness, I was bursting with excitement. I raised my hand a little more and she almost touched my mother's bouquet. She did not suspect anything, but she noticed me leaning on my arm and said: "Our Peter, I can hear your heart beating from here? Is everything all right son?" Quickly, I gently took my hand from between her legs and thought quickly: I think it was the wine, Mom. Yes, it can be I was really out of breath, my mom's legs in the car were driving me crazy. When we finally arrived at the inn, the attendant handed us a bottle of wine that he had promised to make up for the confusion he had caused in our reservation. Back in the room, my mother tells me to save the wine for another day, since we had been drinking at the restaurant. I was sitting on the bed and my torture began again when my mother began to change there, in front of the mirror. She had soft gestures and it drove me crazy. She took off her dress so delicately, that I got a hard-on. It was like she was doing a striptease just for me. She let go of the straps over her shoulders and let the dress fall on the floor, and it was just her panties and bra. She was back to me, but she could see me through the reflection of the mirror. She definitely saw me standing with my mouth open with the view of her ass. So she took off her bra and threw it on the floor and I saw her breasts too through the reflection of the mirror. She picked up a white shirt and raised her transparent body and let it fall on her arms and she turned to me and asked me if it was too sexy. "Peter, I'm finding you such a strange son. Is everything all right?" I said , " I 'm a beast . " I'm all right. <unk> You're looking at me in such a different way Pedro. <unk> Since the restaurant. I was sitting on the bed, looking at her nipples rubbing against the soft fabric of my sweater, and my dick was barking inside my pants. It's not worry, it's admiration. She came up and stood beside me on the bed, her breasts bulging into her sweater and her panties drawing her bouquet perfectly, and I thought I'd make fun of the sight, and in a soft voice she said, running her hands through my hair, "Are you amazed at me, Peter? Son. What's gotten into you today?" She embraced me and placed my head in the middle of her full breasts, my breathing failed and my heart shot up with her sweet womanly smell, my stick went to the moon and desperately I said: "Mom, I need to take a bath. This heat is knocking me down. I'll be right back". I got up and rushed to the shower. I stayed in the shower trying to calm my cock that was hallucinating barking like crazy, I had nothing to bring it down. After fifteen minutes of cold water falling on my body but failing to relieve my thirst, I put on underwear and shorts and went to bed. My mother was already lying down and covered only with a thin white sheet. The heat was too much. I turned off the lights and left only a lampshade with its light on and raised the sheet to lie down. My mother lay on her side and back to me. Her short shirt was not enough to cover her splendid ass and her thick thighs were there, at my disposal. I lay down next to her, and she turned to me and said, "Son. I'm going to bed. I'm a little tired. But I wanted to tell you that I loved our day today". I'm tired too, Mom. I'm going to sleep too. Tomorrow we'll have a very nice day. My mother laid her head on my chest and threw her leg over mine. It drove me crazy. My dick exploded again and my heart shot. With her head on my chest, she felt my heart racing and asked: "My God Peter, I'm hearing your heart racing again. I think it's better not to drink any more wine, I think it's not good for you". You 're right , mother . She gave me a kiss on the cheek and turned to the other side and said: Good night my beautiful You can sleep in my arms if you want I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep that night with my lovely mother like that by my side. I walked over and hugged her. She pulled my arm and held my hand together with her own right on her chest. I couldn't believe it. I felt her nipple firm and protruding between my fingers. My mother fell asleep and I noticed her soft snoring. My hand began to boil her full breasts. My fist went crazy and I shuddered in my mother's embrace. I was in the clouds. What a feeling of sensation. The scent of my mother, leaning on her neck and increasing my movements in her breasts. Her breasts were hard and firm. It was crazy. An unimaginable hostility invaded me. My mother moved and woke up, holding my hands and speaking softly: Don't squeeze my breasts like that, son. A shiver ran through my body, but she held my hand hugged over her and snored softly again. I couldn't resist and made fun of my underwear and shorts. I went crazy. I waited for a few minutes and got up without my mother noticing. I changed my clothes, put on just one underwear and went back to sleep. I was hallucinating about my mother.