I turned to "Mother Lover"...

I'll give a brief explanation before we get into what really matters. Living on the farm with my parents and two brothers, very early in life I started hanging out with boys in the middle of the bush when going to school. They told my father about it and he ended up arranging a wedding for me. My dad practically handed me over by tray to a men's clothing retailer who was his friend and already showed sympathy towards me (much older than me). Soon I became pregnant and spent almost 17 years as a slave housewife, and he wouldn't even allow me to show my knees in public. Months after his departure for good the first thing I decided to do was completely change my wardrobe with overly provocative clothing.
At home I started to dress in very small and tight clothes, even near my son. In my room I loved being naked looking at myself in the mirror and imagining other men seeing me that way. My son Joel was a handsome boy, studious, hard-working and very affectionate with me. One day I walked into the kitchen where he was sitting on a chair, and when I passed by him wearing a short loose gown, he just patted me on the ass...I got scared.
- What is it?
I didn't hit him hard!
- But I'm your mother, you bastard!
He shamelessly stared at my legs.
- I think you're a very beautiful woman!
- But did I have to hit my ass?
- I'm sorry, Mom. It was just that I couldn't stand to see your ass!
- Do you think I have a big ass?
But I think it's very beautiful!
I was a little embarrassed, but deep down I loved being admired by my son. Early the next day, I was preparing coffee when he came and hugged me from behind giving me a kiss on the face... He had never done that kind of caress to me before.
- How are you?
- Good day to you.
When he sat down and I went to serve him coffee, I decided to play with him.
- You don't want to slap me again, do you?
- That's nice, but you look so sexy in those shorts!
- You're being such a jerk!
- You're telling the truth mother; my hand is itching to give you a little slap!...
I turned my ass over to him.
- Then knock, go!
He gave a couple of taps on each buttock, and then he also rubbed it with his hand.
- I told you to hit, and not be passing the hand!...
He laughs.
- I love looking at your ass!
Once again I got all clumsy and ended up dragging the conversation to other topics. But my desire was to ask him for more hands on me. Never could have imagined that my son would be so bold about my body as a woman. The problem worsened, when once again came in the kitchen wearing very short skirt, and he sat down immediately looking at me and smiling with an awkward face.
- What is it, Joel?
- You gonna let me beat your ass a little bit more?
I'll let it go, but no telling anyone else about this.
- Of course not!
But when I turned my ass around, he just lifted up my skirt and...
So you're taking it too far!
- Mom, no one is watching!
I'll let you have it, just a little bit.
I was looking like a little girl beginning to discover the pleasures of life. I let my son lift up my skirt and stand shamelessly passing his hand on my butt over my panties. But he, not satisfied, dropped off the skirt and holding the underwear with both hands pulled it down so much that it got stuck in between my thighs... Again I walked away but without putting the pants back into place.
- Why did you do that?
- I just wanted to see your ass a little bit!
- But I'm a mother, not one of those little girls you should be dating.
- I think you're much better than them.
I, who hadn't been touched by a man for so long; even before my husband passed away, started to get swayed and thinking that it wouldn't hurt at all if my son saw my ass... in fact he was making me horny and decided to take advantage of the moment.
- Look, but no passing the hand!...
I lifted my skirt myself and walked up behind him.
What a wonderful ass, Mom!
I kept my legs tightly closed so he wouldn't see any of my bouquet.
- Just pass the hand a little bit, will you?
- There!
And my son began to shamelessly pass his hand on my buttocks, when suddenly I felt his breath beating in my flesh. Besides the hand he gave at least five kisses on my butt. A fire started taking over my body.
- Don't do that son!
And the dog was such a jerk that he opened my ass with his hands to look straight at my anus and even start passing fingertip on it.
- Are you leaving mom...?
- Leave what?
- Shove it up your ass!
- Have you lost your mind?
- I'm crazy about you, mother!
My heart was pounding so hard and my legs were shaking that I didn't even bother to ask him if he could see me, but I thought he wanted something else. All confused, I turned around in front of him and saw his total audacity by pulling out the Bermuda shorts. It was difficult for me to believe that my son would be bold enough to show me his big cock (a sign) while still asking me to let him stick it up his ass.
- I can't son, and this is going too far!
I would talk, but I wouldn't walk away and much less try to put my panties back in their place. And he could tell that deep down I was enjoying it.
I promise it'll be a secret between us.
- That's good!
Only when I was practically lying on my stomach, he lifted up his own skirt.
- You just spread your legs a little!
I obeyed, but instead of putting it in my anus... he went straight for the bottle and with one punch shoved everything down.
- No, not there!
I even thought about going outside, but all he had to do was pull back and shove it right down my throat so that I could start feeling the pleasure of having a pint again inside me.
- Oh, my God!
He started punching hard, showing that he already had a lot of experience in having sex. For at least 10 minutes (a long time), he kept hitting my pussy so much I got two orgasms before he stood up and stuck his dick all over me on my ass.
- You're my wife now!
- We can not son!...
He's coming back for a few more shots.
- Just don't let anyone know!
I was going to ask him not to mock inside, but there wasn't even time...I felt myself releasing jets and more jets of sperm into my vagina. It makes sense that I became terrified about ending up pregnant with my own child, so I ran for the bathroom and tucked a shower hose in at the bottom of my vagina trying to clean off my son's mockery. Before he left to go shopping he went to my room.
- Are you all right, mother?
- You shouldn't have mocked inside!
He's hugging me and then holding my face to spit a kiss on my mouth.
- I've already said that you are now my wife, and I will take care of you always!...
I started praying that I wouldn't get pregnant, but deep down after he left I wanted him to fuck me again when he got home. At lunchtime as my brother always came for lunch too a little nervous I was trying to be the most natural possible before his arrival at night from college i took a shower and put on a thin sweater which showed off the outline of my panties and my full breasts He arrived and straight away kissed me on the mouth and patted my chest
- I'm going to take a shower, okay?
He went into the bathroom and I was in the kitchen preparing our lunch. When he arrived with a towel wrapped around his waist...I could tell by the volume that it had been hard on him, so he hugged me again and lifted up my shirt to put his hand over my underpants.
- I was dying to get home.
Noticing that his towel had fallen off and he was naked, I reached out my hand and finding his stick I grabbed it and went caressing him and asking what he wanted.
- I want you in bed with me!
- But now, or after lunch?
He's pulling my sweater up and taking it off.
I want to hold you naked in my arms.
- I'm going to be ashamed!
He's again pulling my panties down and giving me quick blowjobs on my breasts.
- Say that you also want mother, say!...
I want to be your wife again!
He pulled me by the hand, already naked we went to my room where we lay down and he came soon giving me some kisses and again came give delicious sucks on my breasts before entering between my legs and go shoving that delightful pinto inside of me.
- Don't laugh in there, son.
- So good mother, can you let me take it off first!...
And again my son put for several minutes in my vagina, making me scream like a little goat and have multiple orgasms before he took it off and in loud voluminous jets to get dirty all over my belly and breasts. For one week or so was him come from college we went to bed where he fucked me with an animal fury giving me pleasure that I had never felt in my life ... I sat next to him and was soon passing my hand on his dick, over the bermuda. He pulled me to kiss my mouth, ripped off the towel and made me lie down and stretched out on the couch. Sucked on my breasts and went down with his mouth giving kisses until he reached between my legs and started kissing my pussy. My husband had never done oral sex in me; only I got to do it when I already had difficulty getting an erection. But my son began licking and gnawing at my vagina that I completely lost my mind.
- My God! Meeeeeu Deeeeuuuuussss! Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnn!... What are you doing here?
I could feel him licking me on the doorstep, so I started making fun of his mouth. He continued to lick it until he stopped and asked for a four-way with me. When I was standing still, he put himself in my butthole, after giving about ten kicks pulled out and went off with his cock all lapped up with my vaginal fluid, leaning against my anus. Of course I knew that he would get into my ass, which I can't explain, but I also wanted to be fucked from behind. Joel got in enough that I felt my ass getting burned, until he started punching even harder.
- I'm going to make fun of Mom!
- Have fun son, have fun in your mother's womb!
Joel looked like a pervert who wanted to fuck me constantly, and I loved that wild way of him getting into my pussy or in my anus making me scream with pleasure. My son keeps having his girlfriends on the street and definitely has sex with them. But even so he still catches me in bed making me be his "mother lover".