A New Life With My Son 4

Our relationship was getting better and better in every way, and not only was he filling me with affection, but he was making me discover sex in all its fullness, and what was fascinating to me was that he could be sweet and romantic, but he had a kind of twisted, almost depraved side, and for a woman who had always been shy about sex, it was like I was discovering a whole new world. The feelings of guilt and sin disappeared every day. I was in love with my son, and there was no turning back. My only fear was that we would be discovered. I asked Andre not to send me messages from "those" on the phone, because I did not want to leave traces. Inside, we kept the curtains closed all the time. But my son had a fire that never went out, and he also had his fantasies, even involving danger. My older sister's daughter got married and we were invited. After the ceremony at the church there would be a party in a mansion in San Roque. Since my sister's husband is a friend of my ex-husband, the father of my son, we already suspected that he would be there, probably with his current wife, who was his mistress when I found out about everything and we separated. Since then, my son's relationship with his father has always been conflicted. Sometimes the two of them would go months without speaking to each other. On my wedding day, I chose a dress that left a mark on my body. The truth is, I've done it to please my son. I felt sexy like I've never felt before. When he saw me in the mirror getting ready, my son hugged me from behind and said, My, what a beautiful mother I have! - Thank you, son. He shrugged and squeezed my breasts. - I don't want to get married and make love to you... hot! His voice in my ear is enough to make me wet, but I controlled myself. When we get back, we won't be late. But I'm warning you, I'm going to be a hard-ass for the whole wedding. During the ceremony in the church we saw my ex-husband from far away, accompanied by his tramp. As soon as it was over, we went to the party in the mansion. A huge mansion. The cars were parked in a low area, while the party would take place in the upper part of the place. You had to climb a huge hill to get there. My son and I sat at a table, along with my mother and my younger sister. At one point, my ex-husband came up to us. He greeted us, kind of awkwardly. His wife knew that my family didn't like her. He was trying to have a conversation with my son, but André was kind of bureaucratic in his responses. Until his father asked, - What's the news, son? - You're dating, Dad, and very much in love. In that hour I felt my heart go out of my mouth, I don't know how they didn't see it. - That's great, son. No, Dad, she's very shy, but she's the most wonderful woman in the world, and I'm gonna learn to appreciate her. I think my father understood indirectly, even without dreaming that this woman was myself. He ended up making an excuse and left. As soon as he left I took advantage of an hour that my mother and my sister were distracted and whispered in my son's ear: - You almost killed my heart. He laughed, and answered in my ear: Dad doesn't know anything, grandma doesn't know anything, auntie doesn't know anything, but have you thought about if they find out we're having sex? I didn't even answer because I was so nervous, and then it got dark, and at some point Andre walked away from us, and then I got a call from him on his cell phone, and when I answered, he said, - Listen... I just called to tell you that I'm dying to suck your dick... lick your ass and then put some really good stuff in your little toy, Mom. My only reaction at the time was to say: - You've dialed the wrong number. When André came back to the table, he was trying not to laugh, and I was starting to get excited myself with his little game. At one point I felt his foot passing on my leg. I started to get wet. Knowing that my son is excited is something that has an overwhelming effect on me, it makes me double excited. We were both excited in front of my mother and my sister. André finally said in my ear: - Wait two minutes, make up an excuse, and we'll go. And it wasn't just him, I wanted to come home and make love to him like crazy, so I followed his suggestion, and I made up that I had a migraine, and we got undressed from the people closest to us, some of whom said it was early and we should stay. As we started down the big hill leading to the car park, my son started teasing me: Grandma can't believe her daughter and grandson are going off to fuck. - Son, calm down, just wait until you get home. I don't know if I can make it home, but I'd like to take your clothes off and eat you on that lawn. I was walking, and I felt my vagina lubricated, and when we got in the car, I was going to start, but Andre wouldn't let me. Give her a little kiss, go... Not here, not out of the house. Look around you, we're the only ones here. In fact, there was no one around, the party area was way up, and I still felt scared, but I can't deny that I was also crazy with desire. - Son, this is dangerous! "Danger excites me", he said, and began to kiss my neck. Her hands began to lift my dress. I could not resist, but I still had the strength to ask: - So get out of the car and go for a drive, just to make sure there's no one around. And he took my suggestion, and he went out, and he went around, and he looked at the cars that were parked, and he came back, and he opened the car door and he said, Go to the back seat. But just a little kiss to kill your will. I went to the back seat, and he came up behind me, and he threw himself into a delicious, wild kiss, as if he wanted to swallow me, and we stood in the cluster for a few minutes, until I had the strength to say, with gasping breath, - You are twins, son! - What man doesn't like to make a mess in the car with his girlfriend? "Girlfriend". Being called "girlfriend" was something that unraveled me. It made me feel young, loved, happy. As he kissed me, his hand came through the middle of my dress, squeezed my thighs and went up to my vagina. - My son. It's so nice to have an adventure with the one you love. When he stuck his hand in my underwear, he saw how wet I was. It's a little wet, isn't it, you little shit? He stuck two fingers into my vagina, which made me scream with pleasure, and he started to finger my clitoris with the skill of a true lover, and my only reaction was to groan. - Oh, my God. A few more seconds, and I was having fun, beautifully, and whenever I'm having fun, his immediate reaction is to kiss my mouth, sucking my tongue with anguish. - It's all right now, let's go home! We're going all the way! He opened the zipper of his trousers, his coccyx jumped out, hard, shiny, like a spear ready to strike. Mom, take off your panties and get on him. - Son, I'm scared of you. Come on, Mom, there's no one here, if someone comes down, we'll watch from here, until the person comes, we'll stop. He didn't even give me a chance to respond, and he took off my underwear, which was covered in mud, and he threw it on the floor of the car, and he shook his head, and he said, - Come with me, my love. I climbed on top of him. I sprayed on the entrance and I went down, very slowly. I always have to start slowly, because his dick is very big. When the dick was all inside me, André asked: - Mom... do you love me more than you loved Dad? I thought the question was so silly that I even let out a laugh. - You fool... of course I love you more! What about my dick? Is it better than Dad's? - Much more! - I said, already with difficulty to speak, how much pleasure that shit buried inside me gave me. - So come... up and down... come... hot! I began to climb and descend, first slowly, then accelerating, and I was already moaning, uncontrollable, mad with excitement, and the expression on my son's face was pure pleasure. Oh, mother, what a boner, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go! I even drooled on him from all the excitement, and I felt scared, but then I discovered that fear can also make you horny, and I was going up and down, and I could feel that big dick going all the way to the bottom. - That's nice, my man, fuck your mother! He lifted up my dress and squeezed my buttocks hard, and at the same time he pulled me down and threw my hips up hard, and we were like two animals in heat. I love you, I love you so much. I love you, too. The windows of the cars were blurred, the smell in the air was pure sex, I'd never ridden a pinto with so much pleasure, Andre was ready to explode, he squeezed my ass with his hands and said: I'm going to have a fucking good time, baby! I love you! - I'm going to... As usual, the sensation of the jets of sperm pouring into me gave me a new orgasm, as I squeezed his cock with my vaginal muscles, as if I wanted to extract every last drop of his liquid that gave me so much pleasure. I love you more and more! I love you too, son, but we promised we wouldn't do anything outside the house. Boyfriends have to do these crazy things from time to time. By the time I get off the top, a lot of the sperm has leaked, messing up my son's whole penis. - Mom, help clean up, or I'll stain all the laundry. I don't know if that's what he meant, but to his surprise, I bent down, stuck his pin in my mouth, and sucked it clean, and he still moaned in a way that I thought if I hit the leash, I'd want to get laid again. We got out of the car, and we went back to the front seat, and he took one last look to see if there was anyone around, and there wasn't. - Mom... have you ever done anything like this before? You're the only one I feel comfortable with, but we can't take any more chances, promise? I'll think about your case, and I can only promise that when we get home, the party will continue. And she did, and we made love beautifully, and as we lay in bed, naked and sweaty and hugging, the phone rang, and Andre answered, and it was my mother, and I heard Andre say, She had a headache, but I gave her warm milk and she fell asleep. But as much as I asked him to promise not to do anything dangerous, my son had many other ideas and fantasies. The sex between us was getting more and more intense, and we were getting more and more in love, living like real boyfriends, but it was clear that he wanted something more, his fascination with my ass and my anus was clear, and I knew that he wanted me to have anal sex. This was a practice that for me was like a taboo. As I've written before, I've always been a bit shy, and my ex-husband, Andre's father, wasn't the creative type. With him I'd do mom and dad and then turn around and sleep. But my son was different. With him I felt like trying everything. I'd already let him lick my ass, which for me was a huge step. And the best part is that when he did that I felt a huge pleasure. But I didn't have the courage to allow anal penetration, especially because his penis is so big and thick. A rehearsal by camgirl Aurora One day, we had just made love, and as usual, after the pleasure he covered me with caresses. I felt in paradise. I was on my stomach and he did not stop kissing my buttocks. Mom, your ass is the hottest ass I've ever seen. - Oh, son... you're coming on a little crazy! He split my buttocks with his hands and licked my little hole. - Mom... will you ever let me fuck your ass? I don't know, son, I feel like it, I'm just afraid of the pain. - Mom, it only hurts at first, then the pain goes away. When I heard that, I started thinking about all the girls his age that he'd slept with, and I thought that he could look outside the house for what I couldn't give him. - Son, did Camila have anal sex with you? (for those who don't remember, that was the girlfriend who encrypted it just before we started our romance) - Yes, he would, Mom! Hearing that, I felt a wave of jealousy coursing through my body. - Son... promise you won't cheat on me because I won't kick your ass? Mom, don't say that, I only want you. He turned around, kissed me on the mouth, and we ended up making love again. My vagina was already full of sperm, but he made fun of it again. In the heat of his youth, he was a sex machine. I woke up the next day and he'd gone off to college, and I kept thinking about it, and sometimes I'd picture him eating another woman's ass, and it would make me want to cry, and it got to the point where I'd text him on his cell asking him to call me when he was in recess, and less than 15 minutes later, he'd call me. - Mom, is something wrong? I don't want to lose you. Is this about what we talked about yesterday? - Listen... I've decided that I'm going to try to have anal sex with you. - Mom, if you don't feel like it... With you, I want everything! Okay, Mom, I promise we'll take it real slow, we'll start with the little finger, and if you hang in there, we'll do anal. I love you too, son, very, very much. And after that, I went online, and I looked up everything I could find on the subject, and I found out that you have to clean the inside of the anus with a shower hose, and I read about lubrication, and I saw reports from women saying that the pain was only in the beginning, but then the pleasure would come, and I got excited, imagining that pause inside my ass, and I was afraid of the pain, but if the man I love had the will, then I would give it, and if possible, let him shove the balls in me, for love, I would find it all. When the night came, there was already an atmosphere of tension - and excitement! - between us. At the age of 42 I felt like the virgin girl about to be deflowered. At night, in bed, we were already naked, and caressing each other when he spoke: - Mom... are you really going to let me play with your cousin? - I will... but take it slow, will you? Today I'm just gonna try to stick my finger in, and little by little you'll get used to it. I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be right back. I went to the bathroom and cleaned my anus. That warm water entering my rectum gave me a hard-on. When I went back to the room, André was waiting for me, with a hard-on. He was as excited as I was. On the headboard was a can of lubricant that he had brought from the pharmacy. We kissed, passionately, he was clearly out of his mind, he sucked on my breasts, and that's something that makes me lose control. - That's my son. Despite his young age, he knows how to make a woman relax, so he asked: Mom, hang up your legs, and leave me a little money, will you? I did what he asked, I stood in the roast chicken position, holding my own legs, feeling my ass exposed, handed to my son, my heart seemed to be going out of my mouth, and he must have noticed, because he said, If it hurts, I swear I'll stop. He gave that delicious lick to my little ring, and I groaned, and then he licked my ass and his index finger with the lubricant, and he started to caress my little insides so gently that I felt a shiver of pleasure. Now I'm gonna go in real slow, Mom, and let your ass down easy. And he actually came in so cautiously that I just felt pleasure. - Relax... remember that I love you. And he went in, and for the first time, I was letting a man penetrate me from behind, even if it was just a finger. It was hard to believe. First he went in half-finger. He waited a little and pushed. Then his finger was all inside me. I felt pain and groaned: It hurts, son. - Calm down, Mom... you'll get used to it. In fact, the pain was not unbearable. I've always wanted one, I love you. By the time I realized the pain was gone, he noticed, and he started moving his finger inside of me. - Does it taste good, mother? - It's... it's good. It's going really slowly. And his finger was already moving freely inside my ass, and that's when he started sucking my clitoris, at the same time as he was putting his finger in my anus. It was unbelievable, but I started to feel pleasure, and a lot of it, not just the pleasure of that mouth and finger combination stimulating me, but the pleasure of giving myself completely to my son, and my groans started to turn into cries of pleasure. Suck my cock, suck my cock, suck my cock. He was already fucking me to the hilt, and I could feel my vagina soaked, running, like a real waterfall. I'm going to have fun, I'm going to have fun, my love. And to think that a few minutes earlier I was scared, because now I was having fun, and I was having a wonderful time, and at the time of the orgasm I felt my anus contract and squeeze his finger. - Mom, what a nice ass you have, so tight, so warm. He was taking his finger out so slowly that when it came out I didn't even feel the pain. - Did you have a good time, Mom? You are perfect! Then it's four, so we'll play more. I'd love to be on all fours for him. I'm ashamed to say, but in that position I felt like the real puppy. He put more lube on my ass and put his finger back in. The anus seemed more relaxed, more "tied". There, on all fours, I would get his finger in my ass, and against all the predictions, it gave me pleasure. - Now I'm gonna fuck you with my thumb up your ass. And he started penetrating me, and I could feel his hard, pulsating pussy filling my vagina, which was soaked, a stick in my pussy, and his finger in my ass. - There... there son! - Does it hurt? - No, but take it slow. He started to pump. Both of my holes were filled. I felt like a whore. A whore, but happy. A whore, but passionate. A whore who discovered pleasure. André was delirious! One hand held my waist, while with the other he penetrated my ass. His dick went deep inside me. I had already lost the notion of everything, and I wanted more. Fuck, my love, I'm all yours. I'm going to have fun. I'm going to have fun... I enjoyed it again, even more than the first time, as if I couldn't even breathe. He took his finger out of my ass. He gave me a quick pump in my pocket and when it was time to make fun he took out his stick. He leaned on the inside of my ass and made fun of everything on the door. That feeling of fucking hot in my groin, flowing to my pussy was wonderful. André was pure happiness! I've never had so much fun. As usual, after the fun, we fell into a kiss, my ass almost didn't hurt, it just burned a little, and we kissed and hugged each other so hard that it was like we were going into each other's bodies. - Mom... I love you too much... did you like it? I thought it would hurt, but you know how to relax. Soon, soon you'll be holding my dick up your little ass. You can't compare the thickness of your finger to the thickness of your cock. - I know, Mom... we're going slow. I knew he'd say that, but if he could, he'd kick my ass right then and there. He may be a bit of a jerk, but he's also a real gentleman, who knows how to respect my boundaries. I'd still need a little bit of "training" before I could hold that colossus up to my ass. That morning I woke up and he was off to college, and there was a note on his bedside: "I love you more than anything, my pretty". I remembered what we had done the day before, his finger on my ass and me laughing like crazy. After breakfast, I was already dying for my son. I missed him and I was horny. I took a bath and I took the opportunity to make my ass clean and smelly. I was in the bath and I stuck my finger tip in my anus and I masturbated. I enjoyed imagining my son's dick inside my ass. The difference is that his dick is much bigger and I was afraid of the pain. I didn't recognize myself anymore. I was turning into a maniac, I thought about sex all the time. I sent him a message asking him to call me when he had a break. He called in five minutes. A rehearsal by camgirl Aurora - Mom, is something wrong? I'm calling to tell you that I love you and I want to make love to you and I want everything and I want to go to the motel with you and I want you to have anal sex with me and I want to be all yours. As excited as I was, all I could think about was if I was going to be able to hold that thick pin in my anus. It took him a long time to get home, and as soon as he walked through the door, we kissed, kisses of love, kisses of a couple you want. - Mom, I love you so much that I can't stop thinking about you. I even jerked off thinking about you! - Is what you said on the phone true? I just don't know if I'm gonna make it, but I want to at least try, and I want to do it at the motel! The atmosphere was so exciting that we couldn't wait for nightfall, so we got in the car and went to a motel. It was our second time, but the first time we were still in that oral-only phase, and this time, I was prepared for anything. Like the first time he used the fake G.R. As soon as we walked into the suite he hugged me from behind and I could already feel his hard cock rubbing against me the two of us were like in a fight to see who was hotter. Mom, you're so hot, I've always had tar on my ass, you know? - You little shit. - You're gonna let me take that little cap off your ass, aren't you? Do you promise that if it hurts you'll stop? Mom, I love you more than anything, and I'd never do anything to hurt you, and I'm in love with you, and I'm gonna take it real slow. I asked him to order a drink for room service, and I was gonna need some help getting through that break, and then we went to the hot tub, and the caresses made me crazy, and when he sucks on my boobs, I feel like I'm going crazy, like I'm soft, like I'm loose. - Oh, my son, that's good. I love your breasts, Mom, and I can't stop sucking. He suckled with such pleasure and desire that I felt half a beak swelling. Then his hand caressed my cunt. His fingers penetrated me and I let out a scream of pleasure. - Ahhhhhh you bastard! - Your pussy is hot, you know that? - It's because I love you! After much grabbing, we went to bed. The drink had already gone to my head, but I asked for another one. While we waited I sucked his cock. It was delicious to feel my son's hard cock pulsing in my mouth. André showed all the pleasure he felt. Slowly, or I'll make fun of you. When the drink arrived, I took a single sip. My son embraced me from behind and I felt his mast wedged between my buttocks. I gave the boy a little twirl to provoke him. He whispered in my ear: - That's my ass, isn't it? - I'm all yours, son. - Then say what you want, say it! - I want to give you my ass... I want your dick inside me! We threw ourselves on the bed, and he began a wonderful tongue-wash. He was clearly trying to make me as relaxed as possible. I was already feeling a little drunk, and that mouth was pulling out sighs of pleasure. Instinctively I suspended my legs, stood in the same position as the night before, legs spread wide and my little button exposed to him. My son went to his trousers that were on the floor and took out a bottle of lubricant that was in his pocket. Don't worry, I love you very much. - I love you too, you little freak! He started licking my ass, it's driving me crazy! - Oh, that's... that's a pleasure. - You like to get your ass sucked, don't you? - I love that! He sucked for a long time. My desire was intense. He then lubricated my ass well and began to stick his finger in, as the night before. Perhaps from the effect of the drink I almost did not feel pain, only pleasure. When he synchronized his finger on the tail with a suck on my cunt I was already crazy. - Ahhhhhhhh delicious.... you son of a bitch! You like your little finger up your ass, don't you? - I love that. - Then I'll put on another one! And that's when he stuck his second finger in, and that's when I felt the pain. Oh, my ass! Relax, Mom, it only hurts at first. He was very gentle, very soft. I could feel the two fingers moving inside my rectum. It hurt, it's true. But he was so slow that I eventually got used to it. He must have spent about 10 minutes playing with the two fingers inside my butt. When he pulled it out, I felt a burning, an emptiness. And then the big moment came, and he held my legs up high, and he rubbed his stick with lubricant, and he leaned against the door of my ass, and his sculpted body reminded me of a Greek god. - Now you're gonna let your ass down easy, and I'm gonna come in real slow... The first two attempts didn't work, and it wasn't until the third that I felt my anus lace up, my head start to go in, and I felt a sharp pain. - Calm down. Let him go. I'm going in. And then he pushed, and there was this excruciating pain, and you could feel his groin opening. It hurts, son! You're out of your mind, it won't hurt any more. He pushed a little more. As they say, "After the head goes, the rest is all neck". I already had half a stick in my anus. I was breathing deeply. He said he loved me. He was standing in my ass for like five minutes, and the pain went away, and he could tell by the look on my face. - Is the pain gone? - It only hurts a little... but it tastes good! And it was. I felt fulfilled. I looked in the ceiling mirror, and the scene excited me. My son, beautiful, hot. Me, all open, legs out, his dick disappearing inside me. Noticing that I was more relaxed, he began to pump, very gentle, almost imperceptible movements, I was already holding it well, and my son was pure pleasure. - Mom, what a boner! And indeed that was how I felt, inaugurated by my son, like a maiden being deprived of her virginity, no more pain, only pleasure, even provocation. - Are you enjoying your mom's cooking? - Very... what a boner! He started to move harder. His dick was all the way in, all the way to his heel. I couldn't believe what was happening. My son was eating my ass, and I was feeling pleasure. Very pleasure! He's eating his mother's ass! I've always wanted to fuck your ass. Without even thinking about what I was doing, I put my hand up to my pussy, and I started to caress my clitoris, and I was already out of control, full of fire, no sign of pain, just pleasure, and lots of pleasure, and he was fucking me, and I was jerking off to my pussy. - That's it, Mom, move that grill! Our fuck was perfect. I felt really slutty, but hearing that word from my son's mouth made me crazy. His moves were already ferocious. His bag hit my buttocks and the noise turned me on. You didn't want to eat my ass? That hard flesh was invading my bowels, and I was moaning loudly, screaming, and I kept moving my little fence, and the weather was crazy, and I'd never felt so loose, so hot. - Son... I'm going to have fun... I'm going to have fun on your dick! - Come on, Mom... enjoy that I'm going along! I sped up my siren, and I had that feeling of someone falling off a roller coaster, and we were plunging into a deep orgasm: - I'm going to mock... ahhhhh I'm going to mock your ass... mocking you... ahhhhhhh I'll fill your ass with milk! I laughed and in that moment I felt my ass tightening its dick inside me. He laughed with me. I felt the jets of his hot liquid entering my rectum. It felt like a lot of fucking. André was in ecstasy. - Oh, my God, that's good. - Son... you filled my ass with sperm... it's so tasty! My bottle was soaked that I could feel my fluids draining. André leaned over me and kissed me without taking his stick out. I love you so much, I've never felt so much pleasure with a woman. - And I never thought it would be fun to kick ass! The stick went soft inside my ass until it came out, and at that moment I could feel that my anus was burning, aching, but the pleasure was greater. We lay there with my head on his muscular chest, and he was making caffoni on me, and he was the perfect male, and I'd never felt so female. - Does it hurt, Mom? A little, but it was worth it. - Did you enjoy cooking for your son? It hurts at first, but I'll get the hang of it. - I'm in love with you, Mom. - And I for you... I felt my son's milk inside me, and I felt like a complete woman, loved and happy, and after that moment, the passion, the love, the complicity became even greater, I was his, and he was mine, and we loved each other.