A New Life With My Son 6

My son. My man. My man. My boyfriend. And more than that, my teacher. For it is from him that I am learning to feel true pleasure. In all ways, even those I never dreamed of experiencing. That morning, my son Andre called me during a break from school, as he always did, so much so that we missed being apart for just a few hours, as a couple madly in love. A rehearsal by camgirl Aurora - Mom, I miss you. - Me, too, my son. - You know what I'd love to do, Mom? - Speak up, my love. - I'd love to make sweet love to you. When you get home, we'll make out. He came back to class, and I ended up masturbating, and as I was touching myself, I was thinking about his penis, and I soaked my little finger in saliva and passed it around my anus, and it gave me a shiver, and I remembered the day he took my anal virginity, and I remembered the time he was jerking off inside my rectum, and I remembered all of that and I was delirious, and I hadn't just experienced anal sex, I was enjoying it. When he came home from college, we kissed, and I knew it was a dirty kiss, and he said in my ear, - You knew that after we talked I was the whole class hard stick. Well, I wasn't in class, so I was able to relieve myself. I told him everything that I had done. The truth is that I was already wet, and making a point to provoke him. I even told him how much pleasure I had felt remembering the day he introduced me to anal sex. His reaction was to kiss me and squeeze my ass. - Mom... I don't think I'll even eat lunch now... the only thing I want to eat is you! - Hummmmmm, son.... - I groaned - Wait for mommy to take a bath then. - I'll drink with you. - No, I prefer you sweaty. I actually wanted privacy to do my anal cleanse, and with the hose inside me, I could feel that warm water inside me, and I was already aroused, and I also felt like a bitch, like a whore, but now I was a new woman, in love, and I had overcome my prejudices. I left my smelly ass clean. I went to a drop of perfume. When I came out of the bathroom, my son was waiting for me in bed, already naked. The practice of sports gave him a body of a Greek god, although with a face of an angel. We kissed for a long time, and his hands wouldn't let go of my buttocks, and like all men, he's got a big ass, and modesty aside, mine is pretty. After long, passionate kisses, he passed his fingertip up my ass. - You in the mood for some ass, Mom? I told you I am. - Oh, my God, what a mother I have. - You're such a jerk. - Then shove that yummy butt up my ass, go... I obeyed, stood on my hands and knees, wondering what he was going to do, and when his tongue touched my anus, my reaction was to let out a very thin whimper, almost like the meow of a cat in heat. - What are you talking about? Few things are more wonderful than the moment when he licks my anus. He kisses, licks, sucks, does everything wonderfully, like a perfect lover. If in the first times I felt frightened, my anal muscles were already relaxed, receiving that warm and moist tongue that seemed to want to invade me. He only stopped sucking to provoke me: - What a lovely ass, Mom... delicious! He took the lubricant and he spread it all over his dick and then he went up my ass and he put his finger in, very gently. - Oh, my God. - It tastes good, doesn't it? - Very much so. I've never felt so relaxed for anal sex, when he started to push, my butt slowly opened up, like a flower blooming for the man I love. - Oh, my son. - I'm going very slowly... hard... The heat made me see things, and I imagined that I could see the head of my son's stick creeping into me, making its way through my bowels, our moist flesh touching, and I was delirious, and there was no pain, only pleasure. - What a delicious ass, mother... hot ass! André started to pump. I looked to the side and saw both of us through the dresser mirror. I saw myself on all fours and felt exactly like a female. It was wonderful to see André's body straightening the musculature, his penis going in and out of my butt. The erection seemed to burn me inside. Like in a fever delirium, I allowed myself to say bastards. Put it in my ass. I felt a heat wave springing up inside me, as if my ass had turned into another pussy, and I could relax my muscles, as well as contract them, by squeezing his stick inside me, and he held me by my waist and pulled my body against his, and he stalked me for a long time until we switched positions. I stood in roast chicken -- my favorite position -- with a pillow just below my hip. My legs spread wide, I was totally submissive to my man. Andrew brushed and again penetrated my little butt. In that position, his penis seemed to go even deeper into me, and I could see his expression of desire, and he seemed ready to mock, moaning, exhausted. - Delicious... boner... what a tasty ass! I love you, my son! - I love you too! That's when I felt something totally unheard of. Unlike the other times when he was eating my ass, this time I wasn't stimulating my clitoris at the same time I was being penetrated. Nor was I with the vibrator that we bought in Rio inside me. It was just his thick dick going in and out of my ass. And yet the pleasure was intense, as if he was eating my pussy. There was a wave of heat that seemed to radiate from the anus to the whole body, and I felt like I was going to have fun, like I was going to have a real anal orgasm, which I didn't even think existed. - Fuck... I'm going to have fun... Fuck, son... I'm going to... And I enjoyed it, I enjoyed it in the ass, I enjoyed it in the ass, an orgasm that almost made me faint, and Andre realized what had happened, and he didn't hold back. - Enjoy... enjoy mom... I'm going to fill you with milk... take your son's milk in your ass.... ahhhhhhhhhhh. The feeling of that warm liquid filling my rectum made me feel like I was floating with so much pleasure, and I looked at my son, who was smiling, sweet, beautiful like an angel, and all I could do was breathe and say, - Son... have fun... have fun with your... - What a boner, mother. Even when he was making fun of me, he wouldn't take his dick off me, and we were stuck together, like two animals in heat, in love, smiling. - Mom... you're getting hotter and hotter, who's seen you, who's seen you, huh? I love you, son, and you drive me crazy. His penis finally softened and came out of me, and I felt so crazy that I sucked his softened penis with the taste of sperm, and we hugged, and we talked about life, sex, our love. With him I discovered that in sex everything is okay, everything is beautiful if there is love. It was a little family accident that ended up leading to one of the craziest, perverted experiences of our love story. My mom fell at home and ended up breaking her foot. She had to have surgery and had her left leg immobilized. My sister and I agreed to split the care, and the day she left the hospital, it was up to my son and me to stay home with her. She needed help to get around, and we both took turns as nurses, and the medication made her sleepy, and she was very depressed, and shortly after we got home, we were all three in the room, and she asked for help to go to the bathroom, and we both helped her, and I went into the bathroom alone with her, and I helped her sit down. A rehearsal by camgirl Aurora "Call me when you're done and I'll help you, Mom", I said. To my surprise, as soon as I closed the door, my son grabbed me and kissed me. Not only did he kiss me but he rubbed his hard penis on me. We were at the bathroom door, a few feet away from my mother. All I could do was whisper very low: - Don't do that, you fool. - Danger gives me a hard-on, mother. I couldn't resist my son's hard-on. It matched the kisses, and I could feel my vagina getting wet. I knew that danger made Andre horny, and what's worse is that over time, I started to like it too. But fucking in my own mother's house was too depraved. When we heard the sound of the discharge, we stopped. "Sonya, help me up", my mother said. I opened the door and helped her up. We went into the living room. My mother was clearly asleep and it didn't take long for her to start dozing. "Grandma has fallen asleep", said Andrew, careful not to wake her. And he said that, and he took my hand and he brought it to his pin, and I pulled it out and I whispered, - Not in here! But when the hard-on hits, it's hard to hold back. And André got up and went behind the couch where my mother was sleeping. Without ceremony, he unzipped his pants and showed his mast to me. The scene was unbelievable. My mother sleeping sitting on the couch, and he behind, flaunting his beautiful pussy. He would say, just moving his lips: - Come with me. I was scared to death, and he came up to me, and he pulled me by the arm, and he grabbed me from behind the couch, and he whispered in my ear, - I want to fuck... - It's not... He pulled me into the kitchen, where we could see my mother's head above the back of the couch, and with less risk of waking her, he spoke. - I got a crazy boner for you, Mom! - We're at your grandmother's house! - That's why... give a little suck, just a little suck... I was scared, but the horn spoke louder, and besides, if she woke up, she wouldn't be able to turn on her own, so I got down on my knees and started sucking, which was fast, because the horn spoke louder. - Andre, we have to stop. It's dangerous. - Then let's go to the back room, come on! In the back of my mother's house, there's a little room that's used to hold locks, and I was dying of fear and shame to do something in my mother's own house, a daughter's remorse, but I thought it was more dangerous to stay inside with my crazy, horny son. He was pulling me by the hand, and we made one last check to see if my mother was sleeping, and she was out of it, probably from the medication, and we looked like two teenagers who were taking advantage of a gap in their parents' house to have sex, and when we got into the bedroom, we hit it off. - Son, please... not here... my mother... - You're hot, Mom. You know I love a little crazy. His cock was like a spear in search of prey. - What if she wakes up? Mom, if she wakes up, she's not gonna be able to walk all the way down here by herself. I started sucking my son's poop, and he was moaning and saying things that turned me on. - That's right, mother... delight... suck my cock, go... I would suck with gusto, swallow, suck, and only take my dick out of my mouth to lick that tasty sack. - You twins... you are a freak... - Ahhhhh... boner... suck some good, go! There was no bed or mattress in the little room, just an old kitchen table. - Come on, Mom, I want to fuck you good! I couldn't believe what was about to happen, I was going to climb with my son in my mother's house! André made me bend over on the table. Naked, with my butt up, I felt completely surrendered to my son, who as always did not stop giving that wonderful blowjob. His tongue entered my vagina and then climbed up my drain until it reached my ass. I could not contain the horny. - Ahhhhhhhhh... there you are son.... - It tastes good, doesn't it? It's delicious. Suck on that. And how my boy's good at it, his tongue would penetrate me, then he'd make movements around my little ring, and I'd roll over and feel like a female in heat. - You want to give your son a kiss, do you? - I want to... He started to torture me, rubbing the head of the pinto against my groin, and I would throw my hip back, as if begging to be penetrated. - You want prick, you want? - Ahhhhh... son... put it in your... - Then order... order the same whore! - He eats me, son. I've finally been invaded by your crap, and in those hours, I end up gouging out my eyes and nearly losing my senses. - Ahhh... how lovely. - You like your son's poop, don't you? - I love that. He started bombing without mercy. We were two animals moaning, fucking like crazy. The truth is that from him I learned that danger is the greatest ally of the hardness. That cylinder of hard meat invaded me with force. The noise of his body beating on my ass was the sound of pure hardness. Andre loves to fuck and talk trash. Things that used to make me feel remorseful, but now they excite me a lot. - Bitch. Bitch. She's at her mother's house. Fuck your mother! - Have you no shame, you whore? - No... I'm a whore... I'm yours... I love you! - I love you too... my bitch... my mother... I love you! I'd throw my body back, with my hands, squeeze the beaks of my own breasts, feel like the biggest bitch in the world, immoral, depraved, but happy, happy to be loved and wanted. - Break me son... go... I'm going to have fun... I'm going to... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I enjoyed it beautifully, that joy that seems like the senses are lost and I'm going to pass out. - On your knees, Mom... on your knees I'll make fun of your little mouth. I obeyed, I got down on my knees in front of my son, his dick was all drooling with my vaginal fluids, it was a beautiful sight. - Open your little mouth and I'll give you some milk. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as if begging for my prize, and all I had time to say was, - Have fun, you son of a bitch... have fun, my love! He'd jerk off and moan until he said, - I will... I will have fun. And as my son ejaculates, jets and more jets of that precious liquid began to pour out. One of the jets came to my face. The others went straight down my throat. And to think that before my son, I thought sperm was disgusting. Because now I swallowed it with so much pleasure, that when the last jet finished I still squeezed his stick, as if trying to pull out every last drop of his hot milk. We kissed passionately. - Mother... I'm more and more crazy about you! So do I, son, but you're too crazy, what if Grandma is awake? That's when we both got scared, and we looked out the window of the little room, and the backyard was empty, and we ran and got dressed, and I wiped my fucking face with a piece of flannel, and we went back to the house like we were two teenagers, afraid of being discovered. When we got to the room, my mother was still asleep. "Did you see it?" asked André. We sat on the couch, and Andre said in my ear, - I love you too much, Mom. My mother fell into such a deep sleep that we watched television hand in hand, with my head resting on her shoulder. After an hour, my mother finally woke up, asked if everything was okay, and we acted like nothing had happened. "Have you guys eaten anything yet?" my mother asked. Mom's already eaten, Grandma, she's had a piece of salami and some milk. - And you, Andre, have you eaten anything? Oh, I took a quick peek, and I'll let you eat more slowly when I get home. I felt a tinge of remorse for having practiced incest under my mother's nose, but on the other hand I was feeling happy, loved and wanted. No doubt it was my son who taught me the pleasure of danger. We lived a married life. We made love every night and slept naked, hugging each other. During the week he would wake up before me to go to college, and when I woke up he was gone. I could only smell my son's macho on my sheets. But that morning was different. I woke up to find my son dressed and almost ready to go. A rehearsal by camgirl Aurora - Are you leaving, my love? - Yes, Mom... I have a test in the first class. He came over and kissed me, and I instinctively reached out and put my hand over his trouser leg. Oh, my God, Mom, are you awake yet? - Hummmm - I answered, still half drunk and asleep. - Don't worry, when we get back, I promise we'll make really good love, Mom. - It won't be long, son. He gave me another kiss, very wet. At that moment I already felt my vagina pulsing. - I love you, Mom, and take care. He walked out. I heard the door close, and my immediate reaction was to put my hand on my pussy. It was soaked. I started to caress myself. My clitoris was swollen, hard. As I masturbated, I said, - Son, come with me. I enjoyed it, wonderfully. I looked at my watch. It was five minutes to seven in the morning. I went down to the kitchen and had a cup of coffee. My body seemed to want more and more. I didn't recognize myself anymore. From a woman who had a slow sex life, I had become a real sex addict. I decided to go to the bathroom to see if it would calm me down. It seemed to be worse. I started to remember our wonderful baths together. When I left and went to the room, I took the vibrator that he had bought on the trip to Rio (read the previous stories to understand) and stuck it inside my vagina. As the vibrator trembled inside me I caressed myself. I enjoyed myself again, even more strongly than the first time, practically screaming. When I looked at the clock it was 8:00 in the morning. It was hard to believe what was happening to me. I had woken up an hour ago and had already masturbated twice. I started to think I was crazy, sick, twisted, and the worst part was that the boner wouldn't go away, and it was like my pussy was addicted to my son's hard, pulsating member. No matter how much I tried to calm myself, the craving only increased. "Control yourself, Sonya", I thought, to no avail. The thing turned out that I took a crazy attitude, typical of a woman who is dominated, not only by desire, but by passion: I took the car and went after him, to the university! It was 9:30 when I got to the door of the college, I was shaking, I was ashamed of what I was going to do, but the heat rising up through the middle of my legs was maddening. - Hey, Mom, are you okay? - Son, have you finished your test? Right now I'm playing a basketball game with the jail. - Son, I'm at the door of the college, inside the car. "Is something wrong, Mother?" he asked, worried. - Come here and I'll explain. In five minutes he arrived. Beautiful. Sculptural body all sweaty. As soon as he got in the car I drove to a deserted street nearby. When I stopped the car he asked: - Mom, what's going on? And I told him, told him everything in detail, told him that I couldn't stand missing him, that I'd mocked him twice, told him how much I was in love with him that I couldn't wait for him to come home, and he gave me this beautiful, motherfucking smile. - What a delight, Mother... for know that I love you more and more! And we kissed, and his hand came between my thighs, and he went up my skirt, and he went up my skirt, and he said, - Mom, you came without underwear! I didn't even have time to say anything, his fingers invaded my wet pussy, and he started fucking me with his fingers. I love you. That pussy is so hot! - Fuck you, my son! There, in the middle of the street, like two teenage boyfriends, we were raving. I love you, Mommy. Have fun. Have fun, my little bitch. I'm going to have fun. I'm going to have fun. I'm going to have fun. And I had a wonderful time, squeezing my thighs, feeling his fingers trapped inside me, and when he pulled his hand out, he made sure to put his fingers in my mouth. -Taste the taste of your pussy, mother. I sucked his fingers, I tasted my own hard-on. "Now I want to make fun, Mom". he said, already pulling out his very hard stick. I was ready to fall on my face when a person came down the sidewalk. We had to pull ourselves together. - Son, it's not safe here. I know a little motel nearby, it's a little rough, but it's climbing, and I have to be back in class at 11:30 to deliver a paper, but it gives people time to fuck fast. He showed me the way, and the motel was really small, but I didn't care, I was excited because it was a typical whore motel. When we entered the room, my son said, - I'm going to take a quick shower, Mom. - No... I like your smell of man. Because he was playing basketball, and I was all sweaty, and our clothes were falling to the floor, and the time was short, but the hard-on was huge, and Andre practically threw me on the bed, and he opened my legs, and he dipped his mouth into my penis, and to feel his mouth sucking on me is the kind of thing that makes me go into orbit, and he only stopped licking me to provoke me, and he started rubbing his head with his dick on the entrance to my pussy, and he said, You're like a little bitch in heat, aren't you? - It is, son... Aren't you ashamed of taking your son out of school to fuck him in a fucking motel? - Addicted to you, my love! - Say what you want, say... - I want your stick... come... He stuck his stake inside me. As much as I had mocked him several times that day, he was right to say that I was in the heat. The pleasure was so intense that I seemed to float. The time was short, it was soon accelerating, with strong, violent blows inside my bouquet. I felt possessed. That's it! That's hot... take your son's cock! - I love you, my son... eat me! His athletic body dripped sweat on me. How beautiful my son is! I felt the joy coming to both of us. At those hours it seems that my vagina begins to boil and I go crazy. Break up with mommy... come... break up with me I'm going to have fun... I'm going to have fun again! I'm going to mock inside of you... fuck, mom... I'm going to mock.... ahhhhhhhhhhhh! We were having fun together, and he must have been bursting at the seams, because his ejaculation inside of me came with such force that it was more like a pee, and we were kissing passionately, and I whispered, - You little freak. See if I'm the one who took you out of college to get you in. We laughed like two lovebirds, and the time was short, he still had to go back to college and turn in his paper, and as we were getting dressed, I said to him, - Son, you'll forgive me for this madness. I'm madly in love with you. I felt like the most loved woman in the world. I left the motel and dropped him off at the college. Before he came in, I confided: - Son, look what you do to me: I've had four times today, and it's not even lunch time. With your father I don't think I had four times in a month. - Then wait for me outside, I'll deliver the work and I'll be right back. He gave me a kiss, without even caring if anyone could see, and when he left, we had lunch together, and then we went home and spent the afternoon sleeping in each other's arms, getting our strength back, and all I could think about was how accomplished I was.