Mother, aunt son and cousin the beginning part 1

It was a totally atypical day, I won't deny it. First, my parents organize a barbecue at my house and call my uncles. Uncle Roberto, Aunt Cynthia (my mother's sister) and their son David (my cousin) came to spend the weekend in our town and on a day of the week they went to barbecue at my house. Everything was normal. Swimming pool, games, eating and drinking, that's how the six of us had fun. Sometimes my cousin and I would mingle with our parents in volleyball and cockfighting in the pool, sometimes it was just the two of us. Morning and afternoon went like this. As night fell, everyone would calm down. Everyone changed their bathing suits, and then we would sit in the back of the house eating, talking and drinking. Nothing unusual until then. Things started to change when a football game started, so my dad and my uncle turned off the music to watch it, and then Aunt Cynthia invited me, my mom, and David to go to the front of the house, and we got some beers and some meat, and we went, and I played a few songs, and there we were, just the four of us. Beer goes, beer goes, and my cousin calls my mom to dance, and I do the same with Aunt Cynthia. Each couple danced a little hot dance, and it was this relaxed atmosphere, and sometimes we switched sides, and sometimes it was just drinks and food, until I noticed the middle David threw at my mom. When we were sitting, he would make a wish to put a hand on my mom's leg, because it didn't do anything but come naturally. And when he was dancing, he'd try to dance with me, and she'd just dance with him, and he'd kiss my mom's mouth, and he'd see it all happen, but it didn't happen. We stopped for a few minutes and then my aunt called me to go get some beers. I thought about the time she was putting all this together just to see if something was rolling between them, her son and her sister. It happens that before we leave, my father comes over bringing beer and meat, thus frustrating my aunt's plans. There was a time when I didn't know if it was all in my head, I was seeing too much or if my aunt really wanted to set those two up. The truth is that my doubts were over when Aunt Cynthia said "woman, kiss right away". I almost fell off my chair when I heard her say that. The two of them kept dancing, with my cousin all the time kissing my mother's neck and sometimes trying to steal a kiss on the mouth. What puzzled me was that my mother didn't say anything. She didn't even say "respect me". Anyway, it was leaving me with this feeling that I wasn't sure what it was, if it was jealousy of my mom, if it was being harassed by my cousin, or if it was envy. I know that when my aunt said that, they both stopped dancing and my mother spoke between laughs "No... rsrs... you're crazy, he wants to kiss you on the mouth". They stopped dancing, but they continued hugging, he with his hands around my mother's waist and she with her arms on her nephew's shoulders. Aunt Cynthia, who was sitting next to me insisted "kiss me soon, I know that one over there, he'll spend the night trying to kill you". My mother, who I think just hadn't yet kissed for fear of my reaction, shook her head in denial. Then my aunt continued: "Just a kiss... every once in a while when we get a new meat... if you were there I'd enjoy that one". David said, "That's an aunt". Cynthia spoke again. "Kiss me, I know you want to kiss me soon". Mother looked at me, took some time to answer, and said "no!" I just stood there breathing, really breathing, because I couldn't drink beer or eat barbecue. The three of them continued in this clash: - You want us to go out and leave you two alone? - No, I don't want to kiss right now. - Just one kiss, please. I don't kiss because he's my son, but if I wasn't I'd be sucking his tongue. I was amazed at what was happening. It never occurred to me in a dream, in a fantasy, much less in a nightmare, that it would happen. And to make matters worse, I wanted to see that kiss right away. After more pressure, my mother relented. "I'll only kiss you if you kiss Samuel too". She spoke placing me in the game. Aunt Cynthia didn't even blink, the way she was sitting next to me, she just said "let's go to Samuca", got up a little, came towards me and kissed me. It was just a little kiss with her lips a little open, nothing much (my heart was racing, I was taken by surprise, I didn't expect this from her). After this quick kiss, Aunt Cynthia looked at my mother and said "okay!" Before my mother said anything, she gave her a kiss. Yes, it was a real kiss. They grabbed each other with pleasure. Mother didn't say anything else, she just returned the kiss that her nephew gave her. It was time to see their tongues curl up. I confess that I was shocked. It was still new to me. I had never seen anything like it. A 37-year-old crown with a newborn. I had also never witnessed incest. Aunt and nephew clinging to each other. Moreover, it was my mother and my cousin. I watched with my mouth open my mother kissing my cousin, betraying my father. I don't even know how to describe this situation. Aunt Cynthia looked at them with a smile on her face. About five minutes later they stopped kissing. My mother moved away from David a little and all suspiciously sat down in a chair. She could not even look at anyone's face. My cousin very pleased sat next to my mother and still gave another kiss to her, which again returned. After another long kiss, they stopped and everyone stood with their asses, not knowing what to say. They almost didn't let go. - That was the best kiss I've ever seen. I'm dying of shame. - Don't worry, it'll just be between the four of us. - Rssrs (my mother gave a wry smile). Let's go over there, Samuel, give the two of you some privacy. No, you'd better stay right here so you don't suspect anything. At that moment I realized something: all this left me with a fucking hard-on. Seeing my mother with another made me very excited, I even gave her a blowjob on the legs. Mother wore a jeans skirt that went up to the middle of the thigh and a blouse with a strap. I think now it is appropriate to describe these two sisters. My mother was 37 years old, with a handsome, full breasts already a little drooped, with skin, light brown hair and the best, a round butt, not so big, but in the right size. My aunt was very similar to her, she was only 39 years old, with a body similar to my mother, the only differences were the black hair a little above the shoulders and the large breasts that were not as big as her sister's. Returning to the narrative... my aunt gave them another idea: "Then go to the corridor, and we will stand guard here". Before my mother said anything, David got up, took her hand and pulled her into a corridor that was nearby. Aunt Cynthia and I stood there waiting for them to finish grabbing each other and seeing if anyone would come. About five minutes later, my aunt called me to come and see them. We sneaked out to see what they were up to. Looking up with the tip of my eye, I saw my mother leaning against the wall kissing David, who had a hand inside her blouse touching her breasts. "Be careful not to knock down the wall" Aunt Cynthia spoke, interrupting both of them. My mother took David's hand from inside his blouse and told us to leave. My aunt and I went back to the table and left the two of us alone. Aunt Cynthia surprised me again: as soon as I sat down in the chair, she sits on my legs and then asks, "Do you want a kiss?" Not knowing how to react, I took a long time to answer, "I do". Aunt Cynthia wrapped me in her arms and kissed me. Enthralled by the hot and incestuous climate, we had no way, we kissed as if it were a couple who longed for each other a very juicy and warm kiss very different from anything I had ever tasted. Because she was my aunt and much older than me, I had an extra pleasure, something that made things tastier. Not to mention that hot and wet language that invaded my mouth. I started to loosen up more, even with my aunt sitting on my legs, I was squeezing her butt too hard, I even tried to get inside my shorts, but they were so tight I couldn't. I could feel that Aunt Cynthia was also having a hard time swallowing me, and not only was she not swallowing me, but her hands were running down my back, and you could also see that she was gasping for air when she was sucking on her neck, and she was loosening up and rolling slowly on my dick, which was obviously very hard. We could have gotten to the track in fact, but we were scared when my uncle and my father shouted "goal". Aunt Cynthia walked right away from me and even David and my mother walked out of the corridor. The interesting thing was that my mother walked out still dressed up, lifting up her blouse, bra and everything. It was good that everyone was back, because my father a few moments later went to where we were. As soon as my father left, no one could say a word. After a while, my uncle calls David to go with him to buy more beer. He didn't want to go, of course, but he was forced. Aunt Cynthia immediately afterwards left, saying that she was going to stay a little with my father, that was why he didn't want to go where we were. And it was just me and my mom, and I kept my head down, and I couldn't look at her, and she wouldn't look at me, until she sat down next to me and said, - You're disappointed in me, aren't you? - No, mother, I won't. - I thought you'd be upset that I did that to David. - I didn't, mother. - Ever since I was little, he's been around me. He's been rubbing me in the pool, grabbing my ass. I thought it was a joke. - because it is. - But I'm not going through any more of that... it's just gonna be those kisses. - Is that so? - Just those kisses. And from what I felt, he's got a small dick. But if there's anything else you want to do for me, you can do it. And your aunt, she's crazy about you. If I were you, I'd take it. Things were already wrapped up, so to screw it all up I said: "But I want you to be the lady". My mother was frightened and didn't know what to say. I had already done the same shit and to finish I tried unsuccessfully to kiss her mouth. My mother holds my face: - We can't! You've already betrayed your own father and gone off with your nephew. I don't know how you dare to think such a thing. If I didn't think such a thing with a woman like you, I don't know what I'd be. We don't talk anymore, and then there's this sense of regret and fear that things might change between us, and what I did was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and I don't even know why I wanted to kiss her. When everyone was together again, my mother and David continued to cuddle, while my aunt and I kept our distance. Again things took a new turn when Mom announced that she was going to the bathroom and before she left, she came to me and said in my ear "just a kiss". I understood at that time that it was time to follow her, but to avoid arousing suspicion, so I waited a few minutes and then went to the bathroom. As soon as I entered, my mother said "you will not talk to anyone". I replied "that's good". After that we froze. I looked at my mother and she looked at me, and we didn't do anything. I turned yellow. The idea of kissing my mother became very strange, until I felt the urge to vomit. "Let's go" Mom spoke and came over to me. She took all attitude, grabbed my waist and kissed me. The first contact was after strange, when our lips touched I felt disgusted to kiss my mother and I think she also felt the same thing. But despite the initial disgust, we persisted in the kiss, which gradually became more natural. We released our tongues and kissed. Now it was a kiss. So Mom gave herself completely, I felt that now she really wanted to kiss me. In the climate, we have fully accepted this strange thing between mother and son. I pushed her up against the wall and pressed her so she could feel my hard cock against her crotch, and Mommy would rub it on me, too, like she was scratching her booty on my cock. We only stopped because it had been about 10 minutes, and it was obvious that my mother liked it and wanted more, because when we stopped kissing, she kept hugging me and giving me a few kisses on the neck, and after that we didn't talk anymore, and we went back to where Aunt Cynthia and David... My mother and David continued to exchange caresses, only this time more shy on the part of my mother, who noticed my irritation. I was super upset to see my mother and David, because now she was not only betraying my father, she was betraying me too. But I was not going to let it go cheap, I called Aunt Cynthia to dance, I started to make some caresses on the hair, give some kisses on the face and neck. Now it was my mother's turn to be upset, and she was so upset, that she called me to go to the kitchen with her. This time we went out together and as soon as we entered the kitchen, my mother asked "Another kiss?" I didn't say anything, I just grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. That initial disgust gave way to the hard-on, which was even better because of the danger we were running. One was handed to the other. My mother who had been cheating on my father with a nephew, was now being fondled by her own son. With her hands already inside her skirt, touching directly on her booty above her panties and seeing that I was willing to do anything, my mother curbed my excitement, claiming that it was not right that someone could see. Without wanting to take my hand from that hot, soft and moist booty I still insisted a little, without success Those pictures of us at the motel! Well personal this account and our great friends of the holidays so we count here! 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