It was all thanks to my brother!

The next morning, a dreary and gray Monday, I woke up wanting to stay in bed; the thought of seeing Mommy with my throbbing dick was overwhelming. Although it would have been great if I hadn't faced your Laurence with his typical bad mood - something that wasn't exciting at all!
We drank coffee in the usual silence, except for my brother's whining. "I think he wants his breast, mother", I said controlling the tone so as not to sound abused; my mother gave me an indirect look, smiled and didn't say anything; she took Gonçalo into her arms, pulled down her blouse, letting her chest jump before my sullen eyes, and started nursing him; I felt my mouth salivate but restrained myself. My father grumbled something like this:
Although my mother did not have the courage to face me, I knew that she found all of this amusing ..., in recent days Gonçalo has shown himself a child with some health problems requiring special care. For this reason and also because of my father's continuous complaints Eleonora made a decision which pleased me very much: She told my father that from that night onwards she and the boy would sleep in my room ... together with me!
It took me a long time to believe what she had said, but the request that I help her move Gonçalo's crib into my room triggered an alert that I was doing well! However, His Lordship did not like the idea and started complaining.
Where are you going to sleep... there's only one bed!
"Valentim's bed is big enough for both of us", she replied, pretending indifference.
"Who should be sleeping in the back is that brat!" retorted Lorenzo, with some irritation in his voice.
-We'll sleep in the same room, and that's it! <unk> predicted my mother, shrugging at my father who said nothing more.
The next night there was me, my mother and Gonçalo; she dosed the boy's medicine then went to the bathroom returning from there wearing a short sweater. She woke me up so that we could hurry off to sleep soon ..., we lay down on our shells, I behind her poking his butt with my very hard stick.
"Stop it, boy!" she whispered clearly annoyed.
Realizing that she was serious, I wrapped her in my arms and tried to fall asleep ..., what I didn't know is that Mommy had been listening for noises coming from the other room making sure that Dad fell asleep..., and some time later, I felt her hand squeezing my dick over my panties.
- Don't make a noise... he can hear it. She whispered as she pulled her shirt up, until you got rid of it and took off your underwear!
I obeyed without blinking, and soon I was rubbing my roll on Dona Eleonora's rolled buttocks that were tumbling and moaning; I kissed her neck and found it to be one of her weak spots along with the nipples I had between my fingers. At some point she threw the blanket aside, raised her leg up and said: "Come here ..., fuck mommy ... shove this hot fucker inside me!"
As soon as I entered, I felt its plentiful moisture lubricate my roll, which made the movements easier and deeper. I began to stoke hard, controlling the urge to groan in the same way that my mother did, sighing softly. And her first tease came with such vehemence that I was forced to cover his mouth with my hand so that my father could not hear (well, from how he slept it wasn't very likely!).
I kept pushing hard, while at the same time worrying about His Lordship and also little Goncalo. After a while, I whispered in his ear: "I can spend all night fucking you! Do you want?"
"I want to!" she replied in an almost inaudible tone as soon as I took my hand out of her mouth.
So, that night we fucked for hours on end ..., and whenever my enjoyment came over me I held the dick inside of her, squeezing her body against mine ... even I did not know she had so much physical resistance ..., fact is that after hours I told her that my pleasure was coming in an uncontrolled way.
"Wait! You know you can't make fun of me inside!" she asserted, pulling out the scroll with her hand and handling it skillfully until I made a joke.
I laid the load of sperm on the sheet, and Mommy soon tried to get up almost in a leap; she ran into my closet and came back with a bath towel that she placed over the bed, telling me I should lie down there.
The days that followed were a "worth seeing again" of worldly and sinful sex between mother and son; every night we lay down, waiting for my father to fall asleep so he could fuck hot; at this point Eleonora did not give up because she had an unquenchable fire; I myself in the flower of youth sometimes yielded to his exaltation. And when I asked her why there was such thirst, the answer was short and thick: 'Your father never satisfied me!'
Did he ever make fun of you?
-The times I teased ..., it was after the climb! <unk> she replied with a discouraged tone <unk> hit a siren and that's it!
I insisted, wanting to exalt my ego.
-Vixi! The first and the only ..., or do you think I'm a male-looking whore on the street? <unk> she answered slightly indignant.
-I'm sorry, mother ..., it is that I felt very proud! <unk> replied, wanting to minimize the effects of what he had said before.
- And it's to stay even! You are a man and so much! <unk> she answered, without hiding happiness in the voice <unk> but ..., there is one thing ...
- What mom? <unk> I asked even more curious
"As long as we're together, this dick is mine alone", she said authoritatively.
-Mom..., she'll always be yours and only yours! <unk> I replied with conviction <unk>
And so, the days went on... I was torn between a part-time job at an accounting office near my home, school and taking care of my little brother; in fact, you will always be grateful for his arrival because it is through him that I became my own mother's lover!
On the other hand, my mother and father's relationship was deteriorating day by day, bordering on a rage that I feared would turn into aggression. His unhappy and disgusted Lorenzo drowned his sorrows in glasses of liquor, whether at the bar or even at home. But there was one favorable point (I think!); the old man did not miss work and gave much of his salary to take care of my mother. The amount he had left in his possession, he spent on beer, lottery and more beer.
One night, after a long time he demanded something that hadn't occurred for quite some time; Mom and I were in bed ready to go on a delightful climb when the old man mumbled out loud from his bedroom door:
-Woman, come here! You need a ladder... Come on you know the boy can't hold out much longer.
"Where do you think you're going?" I asked, holding my mother by the arm as she got out of bed.
- Very calm at that time, boy! <unk> she said in a reproachful tone, pulling her arm <unk> I'm going over there because we can not give the flag ..., he climbs up, gives two or three bombs, enjoys and I come back, okay?
Eleonora did not wait for my manifestation, leaving the room towards that of Lawrence; in moments I heard some grunts and moans, then a hoarse cry ..., and everything was consummated! She came back, rocking her succulent ass and laying on her back to me. "I didn't tell you!" she whispered ironically.
You're still mad at him, I complained when my head went over the edge and felt all half like it.
And you like that, don't you? " she answered in the same tone.
- Ah! It doesn't stay like that, no. <unk> I retorted <unk> Now, I think I deserve another little hole! Don't you?
"What little hole, moleque?" she asked without disguising her excitement.
I replied, as I rubbed my stick between her buttocks and poked the wrinkled little button.
-All right, but let's do it properly! <unk> she replied by pushing her ass against my hard dick <unk> not today, okay? Let us leave for Sunday ..., your father is really late to arrive, but now come here and shove your fat roll in my face!
More than excited, I buried my roll in her vagina, hitting hard ..., actually I was fucking for revenge because she had climbed with the old ... but every deeper blow only activated that female of endless horny! And at one point, she tightened the muscles of the vagina "biting" my dick and driving me crazy.
In desperation, I pulled the scroll out of her and ejaculated on the sheet; again Eleonora got up, took a towel and made me lie down on it; then we were glued together, kissing voraciously. "My man! You drive me crazy!" she whispered before we fell asleep.
And Sunday came! Dad woke up, drank some black coffee and went to his usual ball game; with an almost diabolical look I peeped out the window, making sure that trash was moving away from home ..., turned my attention towards little Gonçalo who slept in the crib; put a pacifier in his mouth and walked off into the kitchen. On entering..., had a delicious scare ..., His Excellency was wearing only a cup apron!
Bald and dirty, she walked through the kitchen taking care of things and lunch ..., at one point she stopped on the edge of the sink and looked back in my direction. I stood still just enjoying the view of that round and opulent ass.
- Come, mother..., let's go to the room! <unk> I invited already anxious <unk> i want to fuck that ass!
"No, I want it here!" she said in a taxing tone.
- Here, in the kitchen? " I asked incredulously.
-Of course it is! <unk> she replied sticking her ass up and giggling in provocation <unk> But first, grab that pot of butter on the table ..., I don't think you need to tell me what you should do with it ... or must?
I understood the message and took the pot; approached her, opened it up and got some of its contents. Eleonora raised one leg to rest on the marble floor in the sink, leaving a gaping buttock area; licked my roll with butter, then grabbed another portion by rubbing between her buttocks until it reached her ass.
I pressed the hole with my fingers in a circular motion and, without warning, put my middle finger inside it; Eleonora groaned from her hard-on, pushing her butt slightly further. "Dude! Come fuck me right now!" she said impatiently.
I gave a vigorous thrust, pushing the glans into her ass; I felt the initial resistance and restrained my advance while waiting for my mother to get used to the intruder in her butt. "Go fuck yourself!" she said with excitement and impatience.
Feeling that the penetration had reached its end, I began to strike with quite vigorous and intense movements, listening for my partner's moans and sighs; each blow made her vibrate, opening her buttocks even further and throwing her ass against me. Within minutes we were fucking like crazy. It was a delightful and inexplicable feeling to fuck my mother's butt. And so we stayed with me for some time, taking advantage of boiling his hard nipples.
Eleonora laughed! And she joked happily, resting her elbow on the marble and giving herself a quick thumbs-up that gave her even more pleasure. And when I announced that I was about to joke, she presented me with another surprise: "Enjoy, you little boy! Enjoy inside your mother's ass ..., fill up your fucking bitch's butt!" She said exasperatedly and almost out of it.
It was delicious to feel the jets of semen exploding inside her, while Eleonora twisted herself up and down squeezing my dick with her ass performing tasty contractions. When it was all over and I pulled out a roll she turned around kneeling and licking my cock; saying that he needed to be thoroughly clean. A short time later we regrouped and went about our business. That's incredible! She had just fucked my mother and was beside her preparing lunch. And when the old man came in nothing reported what had happened.