A story of incest made me crazy for my son!!! Part 1
An incest story made me crazy for my son!!!
Part one
Count of Mayara Birth F
My name is Gilda, I'm 38 years old and since my husband left me for another woman there have been very few times that I had relations with other men. Whenever it hit this hard-on and a crazy longing to get an erection inside myself, I used to do that when I was alone, and then later on the Internet I bought some accessories at a sex shop. And with them I had fun and killed my will but what I really wanted was a very big hot dick warming up even more of my pussy. The other day browsing with my note, I entered a website of erotic stories out of pure curiosity and the title of one story caught my attention. It was an incestuous tale between mother and son. I found it repulsive but continued to read, and as I got deeper into the reading my heart beat faster, I felt a strange thing, but this was getting so pleasant that when I found myself with my bucket bowl dripping, finished reading and went straight for the bathroom, sat in the toilet and began touching me, and my joy came instantaneous and overwhelming, then ended up licking my fingers moistened with my pleasure, what delicious thing tasting its own little honey of the bottle, stayed horny all day. At night I went to bed and that story never left my mind, And the thought of my son came into my head. It frightened me so much My heart was pounding like crazy That couldn't be true it could only have been in her imagination Truth or fiction which I was dying to give and my husband never ate. I woke up scared, sweating and gasping with a racing heartbeat and my panties soaking wet. Couldn't get back to sleep until the day dawned when I found myself thinking again about my son as a child in memories of being alone at home completely naked and he was tired of seeing me like this even by his sixth or seventh year after separation and growing older only had time for work to support us both and take care of him Now as an adult, with the dream I had and all the crazy things that we both did every time I thought about it my boob would get wet. The possibility of giving up for my son and doing everything we've done in this dream didn't seem horrible or weird to me anymore so I started thinking about some situations where my child could see me naked again like when he was a little innocent boy I started sleeping with the light on for several days, then my bedroom door half-opened leaving a small crack so that he could see me lying in bed when he walked past to his room it was another two weeks. I started wearing more expensive shorts with wider legs and jeans just above the knees, which would make it easier for him to see my panties when I sat down and pretended to be careless, taking a shower whenever he was at home and coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, covering only my breasts and leaving my butt and bouquet almost exposed. I felt that he already looked at me in a different way, was more affectionate with me and I to him, he no longer looked only as my mother, nor did I look at him just like his son. One day he came home bringing three bouquets of roses and gave them to me !!! Mother it's for you!!! Oh boy how beautiful they are, thank you! At night when I went to bed, I left the door a little more open. I wanted him to see me naked in my bed and risk it just a bit longer so he could come into my room... throw himself on top of me and possess me, eat me like in my dream but nothing happened, One day in my friend's salon I was doing her nails and she and other women were commenting on a funk song called "Eita Bú" by someone named Mc Gustta, I came home and went to search for that music on YouTube to listen to it, and I liked it, creative, beautiful tribute bouquet, would be perfect to hear together with my son and see what his reaction. At that time I didn't care about anything else, I was crazy to give for my son, in the afternoon went to take a shower and came out of the bathroom only with the towel wrapped on my body, I knew that my son was watching TV in the room, and I went up there as if I had already left so provoke him with the Towel covering my breasts My butt and my bouquet were almost showing like I said before then I took hands head pretending to straighten my hair still wet ,and it wasn't difficult for my Bouquet be fully visible to his eyes, I turned on the sound and put a pen drive with Mc's music, paused and asked if I could sit with him! Of course mom, sit down!!! Actually I didn't sit, I lay there putting my legs in his lap, of course he was looking at my bottle very closely, I paused to play the music !!! Son, listen, then tell me what you think, and started playing <unk> Eita Bu<unk> !!! And so son What did you find? Ah mother is a song with two meanings, do you know that! It's a pity that you are my mother, otherwise I would have grabbed you and eaten this bouquet even if it was the force!!! That is all I wanted to hear, my son also wished for me, in order to create some suspense I got up and jokingly said: So let him change before you eat my strength. My desire was to ask him to fuck me very hot at that time, but I wanted to enjoy this moment of his desire for my flesh. spent a couple days torturing my son and myself too, my pussy would be moist all day long it was my hard-on, as if she cried desperately because of a roll penetrating me then relieved in the syringe The other day, I couldn't stand the thought of my son fucking me anymore. I needed that experience of incest to know what it was like having a child inside me... That day I woke up with a thorn on one of the lips of my butt, it created a wart in the flesh was bothering me when my underwear caught up, I got naked, lay down on the bed left the door to the room open and called my son, wanted him to look at that for me, It was the perfect opportunity to let him touch my pussy, open it, see her inside all riled !!! Called me mother? What is this ? Come here Son, Look My Butt!!! Seeing Me like that he almost didn't know what to do! He approached already kneeling right next to my bottle!!! Pass your finger here and feel it !!! Still a bit awkward he passed his finger on my flesh and felt the lump that had formed... Yes, yes red, but not yet squeezing, he said, but just feeling her touch in my flask I was full of excitement and while he was there admiring her I contracted my musculature for him to see my blinking flask, with both hands I opened well so she could see inside. When he got up there was no way to disguise his hard member inside the shorts, I smiled and said: Ours is all that's horny for mommy's pussy? I saw him get embarrassed!!!Crazy about it, you don't need to be ashamed, you are a man and this is natural, you have seen my vagina and felt hotness, just that, you do not have to feel shame... Let me see it, let go! Ah mother !!! Son, aren't you seeing my penis ? See if I am ashaming of showing her to you !!! Come here, come !!! He came closer and I slowly pulled down his shorts until his beautiful scroll popped out, grabbed it with a hard forehead that was warm and drooling. My skin twisted to expose its red head. And then I smelled my son's dick. Seeing that trophy in my hand, so beautiful and hard and fragrant I could not resist the temptation and without asking for permission took a bite of this delight licking and suckling its little pimple which was beginning to come out. Sucked my son's cock with taste and desire. Noooossa! That is very good mother!...
Aaaaiiii! Aaaaaiiiii! Not for mom; go on! Connnontinuuuua!...I kept sucking that roll like it was the last one until I felt my son was about to make fun of me!!! .Aaaaa...huuuummmmm...iiiisssooooo...what deliiiiiiicia!!!! And then he let his fucking jets down my throat, Ai! Ai! Ay! All mocking you! Mocking you ooooooaaa! Drink all your milk and lick your little prick till it's clean and without any trace of that thick tasty milk. I pulled him to my bed and just took off his clothes and offered him my bottle, which for the first time started exploring it even if a little awkwardly but gradually got into shape and gave me a bath of tongue and taking my baby. It was nice to know that I was being sucked by my own son, feeling her hot tongue going deep in my bottles !!! Oooh mother ... What a tasty kiss... Aaaahhhh ... Aaaaahhhhh! Continue, iiiisssoooooo ... Son who delighted .
I was already holding his head and forcing his face against my mouthpiece, leaving my son's face all messed up, I was crazy to make fun of him and couldn't hold on much longer. I made him climb onto a mime to eat me!!! - Oooh son...I will have fun, I need that dick, I am desperate to fuck it, come son eats me, I want to be your bitch, let me laugh in your cock, fuck me deliiiiicia, fooodeooo, noooooooo paaaaaaara, what pauuuuuuu likesssssssso nonannnnnnnnnnoaaaaarrrrr !!! Put more, stronger!!! I was asking, it breaks me, break this bucetaaa, vaiiiiiiiiiiii arrrrrrrrooooooooommmmmba, son... He punched hard on me as I wanted, as I wished, to have my child eating me was all that I wanted and had managed to take him to my bed, and give my bucket to him, I was almost crying in his cock but it was a tear of pure happiness !!! Again I enjoyed, shouting, this time in the cock of my son "goza! Son plays with me!!! let me feel the warmth of your fuck inside me!!! I'm going to fill your bucket with my fucking!!!" aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!...there you goiiiiaaaa!!! Aaaaaaaaahhh...what fun giving the bucket for you son, and enjoying in his role !!! Nooooossssa child; am getting all soft body!... marviiiiiiiilha. Enjoy it! I was all wet, crying for joy that my son had fed me well. I saw the sparkle in his eyes and the happiness on his face to be possessed by one's own mother. That we could enjoy this sexual freedom between mother and child. Now that I have discovered how delicious it is to enjoy my son's penis, and the warmth of his semen inside me, the shyness I had until then will be put aside, all I really want is the pleasure of being with him and having fun together, nothing more than taboos, prejudices, thinking incest is a sin, if so, it is the most delicious sin I ever committed, but who has never sinned? Continue!!!
Former Minister of the Interior.
Part one
Count of Mayara Birth F
My name is Gilda, I'm 38 years old and since my husband left me for another woman there have been very few times that I had relations with other men. Whenever it hit this hard-on and a crazy longing to get an erection inside myself, I used to do that when I was alone, and then later on the Internet I bought some accessories at a sex shop. And with them I had fun and killed my will but what I really wanted was a very big hot dick warming up even more of my pussy. The other day browsing with my note, I entered a website of erotic stories out of pure curiosity and the title of one story caught my attention. It was an incestuous tale between mother and son. I found it repulsive but continued to read, and as I got deeper into the reading my heart beat faster, I felt a strange thing, but this was getting so pleasant that when I found myself with my bucket bowl dripping, finished reading and went straight for the bathroom, sat in the toilet and began touching me, and my joy came instantaneous and overwhelming, then ended up licking my fingers moistened with my pleasure, what delicious thing tasting its own little honey of the bottle, stayed horny all day. At night I went to bed and that story never left my mind, And the thought of my son came into my head. It frightened me so much My heart was pounding like crazy That couldn't be true it could only have been in her imagination Truth or fiction which I was dying to give and my husband never ate. I woke up scared, sweating and gasping with a racing heartbeat and my panties soaking wet. Couldn't get back to sleep until the day dawned when I found myself thinking again about my son as a child in memories of being alone at home completely naked and he was tired of seeing me like this even by his sixth or seventh year after separation and growing older only had time for work to support us both and take care of him Now as an adult, with the dream I had and all the crazy things that we both did every time I thought about it my boob would get wet. The possibility of giving up for my son and doing everything we've done in this dream didn't seem horrible or weird to me anymore so I started thinking about some situations where my child could see me naked again like when he was a little innocent boy I started sleeping with the light on for several days, then my bedroom door half-opened leaving a small crack so that he could see me lying in bed when he walked past to his room it was another two weeks. I started wearing more expensive shorts with wider legs and jeans just above the knees, which would make it easier for him to see my panties when I sat down and pretended to be careless, taking a shower whenever he was at home and coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, covering only my breasts and leaving my butt and bouquet almost exposed. I felt that he already looked at me in a different way, was more affectionate with me and I to him, he no longer looked only as my mother, nor did I look at him just like his son. One day he came home bringing three bouquets of roses and gave them to me !!! Mother it's for you!!! Oh boy how beautiful they are, thank you! At night when I went to bed, I left the door a little more open. I wanted him to see me naked in my bed and risk it just a bit longer so he could come into my room... throw himself on top of me and possess me, eat me like in my dream but nothing happened, One day in my friend's salon I was doing her nails and she and other women were commenting on a funk song called "Eita Bú" by someone named Mc Gustta, I came home and went to search for that music on YouTube to listen to it, and I liked it, creative, beautiful tribute bouquet, would be perfect to hear together with my son and see what his reaction. At that time I didn't care about anything else, I was crazy to give for my son, in the afternoon went to take a shower and came out of the bathroom only with the towel wrapped on my body, I knew that my son was watching TV in the room, and I went up there as if I had already left so provoke him with the Towel covering my breasts My butt and my bouquet were almost showing like I said before then I took hands head pretending to straighten my hair still wet ,and it wasn't difficult for my Bouquet be fully visible to his eyes, I turned on the sound and put a pen drive with Mc's music, paused and asked if I could sit with him! Of course mom, sit down!!! Actually I didn't sit, I lay there putting my legs in his lap, of course he was looking at my bottle very closely, I paused to play the music !!! Son, listen, then tell me what you think, and started playing <unk> Eita Bu<unk> !!! And so son What did you find? Ah mother is a song with two meanings, do you know that! It's a pity that you are my mother, otherwise I would have grabbed you and eaten this bouquet even if it was the force!!! That is all I wanted to hear, my son also wished for me, in order to create some suspense I got up and jokingly said: So let him change before you eat my strength. My desire was to ask him to fuck me very hot at that time, but I wanted to enjoy this moment of his desire for my flesh. spent a couple days torturing my son and myself too, my pussy would be moist all day long it was my hard-on, as if she cried desperately because of a roll penetrating me then relieved in the syringe The other day, I couldn't stand the thought of my son fucking me anymore. I needed that experience of incest to know what it was like having a child inside me... That day I woke up with a thorn on one of the lips of my butt, it created a wart in the flesh was bothering me when my underwear caught up, I got naked, lay down on the bed left the door to the room open and called my son, wanted him to look at that for me, It was the perfect opportunity to let him touch my pussy, open it, see her inside all riled !!! Called me mother? What is this ? Come here Son, Look My Butt!!! Seeing Me like that he almost didn't know what to do! He approached already kneeling right next to my bottle!!! Pass your finger here and feel it !!! Still a bit awkward he passed his finger on my flesh and felt the lump that had formed... Yes, yes red, but not yet squeezing, he said, but just feeling her touch in my flask I was full of excitement and while he was there admiring her I contracted my musculature for him to see my blinking flask, with both hands I opened well so she could see inside. When he got up there was no way to disguise his hard member inside the shorts, I smiled and said: Ours is all that's horny for mommy's pussy? I saw him get embarrassed!!!Crazy about it, you don't need to be ashamed, you are a man and this is natural, you have seen my vagina and felt hotness, just that, you do not have to feel shame... Let me see it, let go! Ah mother !!! Son, aren't you seeing my penis ? See if I am ashaming of showing her to you !!! Come here, come !!! He came closer and I slowly pulled down his shorts until his beautiful scroll popped out, grabbed it with a hard forehead that was warm and drooling. My skin twisted to expose its red head. And then I smelled my son's dick. Seeing that trophy in my hand, so beautiful and hard and fragrant I could not resist the temptation and without asking for permission took a bite of this delight licking and suckling its little pimple which was beginning to come out. Sucked my son's cock with taste and desire. Noooossa! That is very good mother!...
Aaaaiiii! Aaaaaiiiii! Not for mom; go on! Connnontinuuuua!...I kept sucking that roll like it was the last one until I felt my son was about to make fun of me!!! .Aaaaa...huuuummmmm...iiiisssooooo...what deliiiiiiicia!!!! And then he let his fucking jets down my throat, Ai! Ai! Ay! All mocking you! Mocking you ooooooaaa! Drink all your milk and lick your little prick till it's clean and without any trace of that thick tasty milk. I pulled him to my bed and just took off his clothes and offered him my bottle, which for the first time started exploring it even if a little awkwardly but gradually got into shape and gave me a bath of tongue and taking my baby. It was nice to know that I was being sucked by my own son, feeling her hot tongue going deep in my bottles !!! Oooh mother ... What a tasty kiss... Aaaahhhh ... Aaaaahhhhh! Continue, iiiisssoooooo ... Son who delighted .
I was already holding his head and forcing his face against my mouthpiece, leaving my son's face all messed up, I was crazy to make fun of him and couldn't hold on much longer. I made him climb onto a mime to eat me!!! - Oooh son...I will have fun, I need that dick, I am desperate to fuck it, come son eats me, I want to be your bitch, let me laugh in your cock, fuck me deliiiiicia, fooodeooo, noooooooo paaaaaaara, what pauuuuuuu likesssssssso nonannnnnnnnnnoaaaaarrrrr !!! Put more, stronger!!! I was asking, it breaks me, break this bucetaaa, vaiiiiiiiiiiii arrrrrrrrooooooooommmmmba, son... He punched hard on me as I wanted, as I wished, to have my child eating me was all that I wanted and had managed to take him to my bed, and give my bucket to him, I was almost crying in his cock but it was a tear of pure happiness !!! Again I enjoyed, shouting, this time in the cock of my son "goza! Son plays with me!!! let me feel the warmth of your fuck inside me!!! I'm going to fill your bucket with my fucking!!!" aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!...there you goiiiiaaaa!!! Aaaaaaaaahhh...what fun giving the bucket for you son, and enjoying in his role !!! Nooooossssa child; am getting all soft body!... marviiiiiiiilha. Enjoy it! I was all wet, crying for joy that my son had fed me well. I saw the sparkle in his eyes and the happiness on his face to be possessed by one's own mother. That we could enjoy this sexual freedom between mother and child. Now that I have discovered how delicious it is to enjoy my son's penis, and the warmth of his semen inside me, the shyness I had until then will be put aside, all I really want is the pleasure of being with him and having fun together, nothing more than taboos, prejudices, thinking incest is a sin, if so, it is the most delicious sin I ever committed, but who has never sinned? Continue!!!
Former Minister of the Interior.
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