I 'm picking up my mother
At home there are four of us, my mother (43), father (47), brother (22) and me (15). We don't have much money because only dad works. My brother is taking a course for the vestibular (for the third time) which increases household expenses. And it was thanks to house expenses that I did well. Mom took a bathtub when she and I were washing the house. She fell sitting down and hurt her end column, the very end. I've always been jealous of Mom (my brother even more so), but life drove me crazy when the doctor made sure to lay Mum on her stomach in bed and lowered her bermuda and panties to "look at the bruise"; and as if that wasn't enough, he also sent me behind the screen to enjoy mom's butt alone. Mama is a beautiful woman, she has a smooth belly that highlights her breasts (when she wears tight blouses it becomes a hard-on), she has nice legs but her car opens sideways is her bundle. It isn't big, though its all wrinkled up (made specially for Momma). It's such a nice little treat that the doctor spent almost 10 minutes with Mom on the other side of the screen (when an SUS physician does more than three-minute appointments... you can just pray).
The doctor even recommended physiotherapy sessions (in his clinic of course ... and at a discount. Babaca!), but as we were short on money, my mother decided to buy the ointment and asked me not to tell anything to Dad so that he wouldn't worry about it. I didn't even tell my brother because giving massage in that place she would not be able and surely ask me to do the massage. Said and done, in the afternoon when my brother left for class, Mom took advantage of the fact that my classes are in the morning and called me into her room. Arriving there in her room, she lay down on her stomach and lowered the skirt and panties to the end of the butt and beginning of the thighs (not all that was necessary ... but I did not complain). I took the ointment and positioned myself as she said. I would kneel in bed with Mommy between my legs. If I tried to lower my ass I'd sit at the back of her knees. What a sight. Whenever I massaged near her butt, I made sure to leave my hand well spread out because it moved away from her buttocks and gave me an excellent view of her ass. From the face she realized that Mom wasn't a virgin there (with such a monument I was already hoping for this). Her ass looked like it had too much meat and so left with one side kind of swollen (or wrinkled, I can not describe well. Anyone who has ever seen an arse with high mileage must understand me.
With each massage I got more and more excited, apparently so did she. We started to act like two kids with a little secret we became closer, we had lots of conversations not only during the massages but many of them were very scrutinized
This recent intimacy was making me bold at massages. Occasionally I would even touch her ass. I loved to see that little arse contracting with my touch. In our spicy conversations the subject became about her (until then she told me secrets of teenage life from my aunt and her friends, but never about herself despite my questions). Mother started saying that I was enjoying it (even though it seemed like only I had been short.)
The level of intimacy and audacity increased to such an extent that I would lightly pat my mommy's little bundle hidden from my brother and dad, of course, but with them nearby.
When going to breakfast before leaving for school I started doing a daily ritual which consisted of (taking advantage that my father had already gone to work and my brother was still asleep) giving a kiss on mom's face when meeting her in the kitchen, but with one small detail... those kisses happened while embracing me from behind. I would come hard sticks into the kitchen and then shove it saying good morning, made my dick feel right in the middle of this stream. As Mom is taller than me these kisses were more on the neck than on the cheek. I didn't mean to kiss her right then and there, but soon realized that my mom would be freaked out by it. So this became the daily place where she always gave me a good-bye kiss when we left for school on our way home from work,
The other day when she came home from school my mother told me that after her usual ass-slapping during the farewell, she went back to the kitchen and found my brother taking a juice out of the fridge. Seeing him she became paralyzed and he who was drinking it straight from the jar on seeing her in amazement thought this is what he was doing and tried to calm her down by saying that he would take all the juice and wash the jar later. Mother felt relieved, got out of that kind of trance and without speaking anything went into his room. In telling me this she omitted the phrase (it was only part of a sentence, but only an amoeba would not understand what it went on to say):
- We were almost caught. Wow, I spent the day... <unk> she interrupted her sentence there. Our intimacy did not yet allow for such confidentiality (excited). She still tried to complete it by saying: "nervous". <unk> but had already surrendered herself. The massage that afternoon was special. Mom's ass blinked without me having to pretend my hand slipped until I touched it. Strangely enough we became quieter during this massage than usual. Of course this was one of the longest and then, from an hour to another, Mom quickly came out under me getting four in front of me, she always ended her treatment like that, but this time she got four without before lifting up her calf and go. Our lady!... I, who now found myself sitting on my heels in bed, became paralyzed with that vision. And only then did she raise her panties very slowly and pulled more than necessary upwards. It looked like a threaded panty. After doing the same with her skirt she came down from bed and still back to me pulled up his ass more than it was already, stroked all its butt one hand on each buttocks looked at me over my shoulder and asked me to prepare a juice while she would take a bath. Comes out of the room and made the juice but before ... (do I need to say hit one?)
The other day when I came home from school, found her in the classroom and before I did anything she wisely ordered loudly that my brother was to go for a lesson because he was already late. It was clear on his face that this warning was more about me being careful than him going out. But then my brother replied that there would be no lessons that day. I thought there wouldn't be anything but as soon as we finished lunch mom told my brother to wash dishes and I should give massage. He asked what massage to mommy and as he realized that she would not have an answer was looking at me, waiting for me to respond. I stood there admiring his face, whose face is the last one who knows about it. Suddenly Mommy takes my hand and pulls me out. Of course I've been marveling at this turmoil that only Mummy has. Then my brother, who had followed us up close to the room pulled me by another hand and again ask about the massage (the guy when we went into our parents ' bedroom was jealous). Mother became a beast , never seen her so angry . She told me to go into the room and before she went in again asked him to wash up. I obeyed, but he repeated his question and included what we were going to do in the bedroom. He asked this because he was jealous of her, only to make it worse that my mother once again ordered him to clean dishes and said that what I would DO WITH HER is not your business. I confess I was a little scared by Mother's anger but seeing my brother die from jealousy and hearing Mom say those things made me super excited. When I felt the slap she turned to me, held my face with her hands and with her face very close to mine told me that only didn't give a shake because I was taking good care of his ass. She spent some seconds looking at my mouth and as it had its face almost glued to mine I thought he would kiss me. But she went out towards the window and sent me get the ointment in the bathroom. When I came back the windows were closed and she lay on her stomach. I took up position like always and asked if I could take down her skirt for this is what she did all the time. Mom with the biggest bitch face said that she had forgotten, stayed on four and told me to come down. I wanted to delight myself a little bit and decided to just take off my skirt then lower my panties. When underneath the skirt I came across this phenomenal ass dressed in a thong which made her butt look sexier still. I noticed that thong was new (I'd already searched through mom's clothes drawers and never found even one). It seemed like she had prepared something for that afternoon and maybe it was because of my brother who is hindering his plans that she was so angry at him. So I started to lower this tiny piece. The sight of that little ass blinking almost made me laugh. Mom lay down and began the massage. This time when she touched her butt, mom took a sigh. She was massaging as usual, but then Mum raised her shoulders leaning on her elbows and with her right hand reached out for my hand doing the massage and had it stand upright in her arse more precisely in its groove and said it was to concentrate the massage only breathing because her back was much better. Soon the touchings on her butt became so frequent that they were touching him in every movement he did. I changed my position by standing a little bit beside her to better touch her butt. Soon after that, I dropped the remaining fear and began massaging almost all of her groin. Every time I put my finger through this small hole, I would press it a little more. Suddenly I realized Mother was looking at me and as she looked back at her, she turned forward again. I kept staring at her and started pushing harder on her ass. The pressure increased more and more until the tip of my finger started entering Mom's buttocks. When this started happening, Mama glanced back at me. She was already breathing deeply and biting her lips. Then I didn't hold on and stopped the massage and got my finger tip inside Mommy's ass and pressed it even harder. Suddenly, my brother's cocksucker knocked at the door and said that he would work out (his younger brother locked in a room with his mother and goes outside to work out; he is such an idiot). My mom who was staring at me made no mention of answering, but then again he informed me that she would do so. I pulled out that he will be there bothering so I stuck more than half my finger into Mama's butt. Immediately I felt her asshole locking my finger and she opened her mouth and without making any sound, moved her lips as if to say: - Aaaaiiiiiiiiiiii <unk> but then I started forcing the entrance of the entire finger which was accompanied by Mommy now with fully open mouth emitting the noise of his breath (sound like pronouncing letter a however made only from air coming out of its throat). Every time forced on it with my finger she would make this noise with her breath. So without removing my finger from her ass, I just leaned on my knees and with my left hand touched her face and made it turn even more towards me and kissed her. The kiss was short because I wanted her to respond to my brother by feeling my finger stuck in his butt. I sent her back; she bit her lips and then asked him if he had washed the dishes. He said yes and again reported that they were going badly. When Mommy went to answer I started moving my finger like a stick fucking that ass. She gave a slight moan and we kissed again. Except my brother heard the moaning and asked what was going on in there.
"Nothing from her account" was the answer he got. My brother fell silent, and my mom and I went over to each other's sides. She stood on one side and holding my face she stuck her mouth in mine. I also lay down facing her; I kept moving my finger around her tail and continued to hold her face with my left hand, but added that I put my thigh up against her muzzle which made her open her legs so it would fit better into my right leg. We stayed like this until she teased me. And what a laugh! She squeezed my thigh with her own, stuck even more of my mouth into hers (my mouth was practically inside hers because she had that wide-mouthed scream and to muffle it she would press my face against her mouth). But the most exciting thing were the contractions this little bundle gave on my finger. I rhythmed the entrances of my finger in his ass according to contractions.
When my mother had finished making fun of me, she came over to me. Now I was lying on my back and her breasts were pressed against my face. Her body wasn't entirely on mine but only the bust. With that cheap bitch-face she said it was time for me to take off my finger from there. As soon as I obeyed, she told me it was her turn to give me pleasure. She kissed my mouth and continued kissing my body until she reached my dick and fell out of my mouth. She sucked hard like she wanted to suck my balls. I started moving my hips by tapping Mommy's little muzzle. It didn't take long and it was my turn to make fun. I held her by the hair, because I wanted to joke in mommy's mouth but certainly did not need because she made no effort to get out of there. When she took my dick from his mouth he was clean. Not even a drop she let go. We stayed for a while hugged and we went to bathe. Well I tried to shower together but she had gone into your bathroom and sent me to the communal toilet.
I helped her prepare dinner talking about our afternoon, and we went into the living room to wait for my brother and father to arrive but before they did I made a promise that I would greet my brother with a kiss on his face and dad with one on his mouth...
The doctor even recommended physiotherapy sessions (in his clinic of course ... and at a discount. Babaca!), but as we were short on money, my mother decided to buy the ointment and asked me not to tell anything to Dad so that he wouldn't worry about it. I didn't even tell my brother because giving massage in that place she would not be able and surely ask me to do the massage. Said and done, in the afternoon when my brother left for class, Mom took advantage of the fact that my classes are in the morning and called me into her room. Arriving there in her room, she lay down on her stomach and lowered the skirt and panties to the end of the butt and beginning of the thighs (not all that was necessary ... but I did not complain). I took the ointment and positioned myself as she said. I would kneel in bed with Mommy between my legs. If I tried to lower my ass I'd sit at the back of her knees. What a sight. Whenever I massaged near her butt, I made sure to leave my hand well spread out because it moved away from her buttocks and gave me an excellent view of her ass. From the face she realized that Mom wasn't a virgin there (with such a monument I was already hoping for this). Her ass looked like it had too much meat and so left with one side kind of swollen (or wrinkled, I can not describe well. Anyone who has ever seen an arse with high mileage must understand me.
With each massage I got more and more excited, apparently so did she. We started to act like two kids with a little secret we became closer, we had lots of conversations not only during the massages but many of them were very scrutinized
This recent intimacy was making me bold at massages. Occasionally I would even touch her ass. I loved to see that little arse contracting with my touch. In our spicy conversations the subject became about her (until then she told me secrets of teenage life from my aunt and her friends, but never about herself despite my questions). Mother started saying that I was enjoying it (even though it seemed like only I had been short.)
The level of intimacy and audacity increased to such an extent that I would lightly pat my mommy's little bundle hidden from my brother and dad, of course, but with them nearby.
When going to breakfast before leaving for school I started doing a daily ritual which consisted of (taking advantage that my father had already gone to work and my brother was still asleep) giving a kiss on mom's face when meeting her in the kitchen, but with one small detail... those kisses happened while embracing me from behind. I would come hard sticks into the kitchen and then shove it saying good morning, made my dick feel right in the middle of this stream. As Mom is taller than me these kisses were more on the neck than on the cheek. I didn't mean to kiss her right then and there, but soon realized that my mom would be freaked out by it. So this became the daily place where she always gave me a good-bye kiss when we left for school on our way home from work,
The other day when she came home from school my mother told me that after her usual ass-slapping during the farewell, she went back to the kitchen and found my brother taking a juice out of the fridge. Seeing him she became paralyzed and he who was drinking it straight from the jar on seeing her in amazement thought this is what he was doing and tried to calm her down by saying that he would take all the juice and wash the jar later. Mother felt relieved, got out of that kind of trance and without speaking anything went into his room. In telling me this she omitted the phrase (it was only part of a sentence, but only an amoeba would not understand what it went on to say):
- We were almost caught. Wow, I spent the day... <unk> she interrupted her sentence there. Our intimacy did not yet allow for such confidentiality (excited). She still tried to complete it by saying: "nervous". <unk> but had already surrendered herself. The massage that afternoon was special. Mom's ass blinked without me having to pretend my hand slipped until I touched it. Strangely enough we became quieter during this massage than usual. Of course this was one of the longest and then, from an hour to another, Mom quickly came out under me getting four in front of me, she always ended her treatment like that, but this time she got four without before lifting up her calf and go. Our lady!... I, who now found myself sitting on my heels in bed, became paralyzed with that vision. And only then did she raise her panties very slowly and pulled more than necessary upwards. It looked like a threaded panty. After doing the same with her skirt she came down from bed and still back to me pulled up his ass more than it was already, stroked all its butt one hand on each buttocks looked at me over my shoulder and asked me to prepare a juice while she would take a bath. Comes out of the room and made the juice but before ... (do I need to say hit one?)
The other day when I came home from school, found her in the classroom and before I did anything she wisely ordered loudly that my brother was to go for a lesson because he was already late. It was clear on his face that this warning was more about me being careful than him going out. But then my brother replied that there would be no lessons that day. I thought there wouldn't be anything but as soon as we finished lunch mom told my brother to wash dishes and I should give massage. He asked what massage to mommy and as he realized that she would not have an answer was looking at me, waiting for me to respond. I stood there admiring his face, whose face is the last one who knows about it. Suddenly Mommy takes my hand and pulls me out. Of course I've been marveling at this turmoil that only Mummy has. Then my brother, who had followed us up close to the room pulled me by another hand and again ask about the massage (the guy when we went into our parents ' bedroom was jealous). Mother became a beast , never seen her so angry . She told me to go into the room and before she went in again asked him to wash up. I obeyed, but he repeated his question and included what we were going to do in the bedroom. He asked this because he was jealous of her, only to make it worse that my mother once again ordered him to clean dishes and said that what I would DO WITH HER is not your business. I confess I was a little scared by Mother's anger but seeing my brother die from jealousy and hearing Mom say those things made me super excited. When I felt the slap she turned to me, held my face with her hands and with her face very close to mine told me that only didn't give a shake because I was taking good care of his ass. She spent some seconds looking at my mouth and as it had its face almost glued to mine I thought he would kiss me. But she went out towards the window and sent me get the ointment in the bathroom. When I came back the windows were closed and she lay on her stomach. I took up position like always and asked if I could take down her skirt for this is what she did all the time. Mom with the biggest bitch face said that she had forgotten, stayed on four and told me to come down. I wanted to delight myself a little bit and decided to just take off my skirt then lower my panties. When underneath the skirt I came across this phenomenal ass dressed in a thong which made her butt look sexier still. I noticed that thong was new (I'd already searched through mom's clothes drawers and never found even one). It seemed like she had prepared something for that afternoon and maybe it was because of my brother who is hindering his plans that she was so angry at him. So I started to lower this tiny piece. The sight of that little ass blinking almost made me laugh. Mom lay down and began the massage. This time when she touched her butt, mom took a sigh. She was massaging as usual, but then Mum raised her shoulders leaning on her elbows and with her right hand reached out for my hand doing the massage and had it stand upright in her arse more precisely in its groove and said it was to concentrate the massage only breathing because her back was much better. Soon the touchings on her butt became so frequent that they were touching him in every movement he did. I changed my position by standing a little bit beside her to better touch her butt. Soon after that, I dropped the remaining fear and began massaging almost all of her groin. Every time I put my finger through this small hole, I would press it a little more. Suddenly I realized Mother was looking at me and as she looked back at her, she turned forward again. I kept staring at her and started pushing harder on her ass. The pressure increased more and more until the tip of my finger started entering Mom's buttocks. When this started happening, Mama glanced back at me. She was already breathing deeply and biting her lips. Then I didn't hold on and stopped the massage and got my finger tip inside Mommy's ass and pressed it even harder. Suddenly, my brother's cocksucker knocked at the door and said that he would work out (his younger brother locked in a room with his mother and goes outside to work out; he is such an idiot). My mom who was staring at me made no mention of answering, but then again he informed me that she would do so. I pulled out that he will be there bothering so I stuck more than half my finger into Mama's butt. Immediately I felt her asshole locking my finger and she opened her mouth and without making any sound, moved her lips as if to say: - Aaaaiiiiiiiiiiii <unk> but then I started forcing the entrance of the entire finger which was accompanied by Mommy now with fully open mouth emitting the noise of his breath (sound like pronouncing letter a however made only from air coming out of its throat). Every time forced on it with my finger she would make this noise with her breath. So without removing my finger from her ass, I just leaned on my knees and with my left hand touched her face and made it turn even more towards me and kissed her. The kiss was short because I wanted her to respond to my brother by feeling my finger stuck in his butt. I sent her back; she bit her lips and then asked him if he had washed the dishes. He said yes and again reported that they were going badly. When Mommy went to answer I started moving my finger like a stick fucking that ass. She gave a slight moan and we kissed again. Except my brother heard the moaning and asked what was going on in there.
"Nothing from her account" was the answer he got. My brother fell silent, and my mom and I went over to each other's sides. She stood on one side and holding my face she stuck her mouth in mine. I also lay down facing her; I kept moving my finger around her tail and continued to hold her face with my left hand, but added that I put my thigh up against her muzzle which made her open her legs so it would fit better into my right leg. We stayed like this until she teased me. And what a laugh! She squeezed my thigh with her own, stuck even more of my mouth into hers (my mouth was practically inside hers because she had that wide-mouthed scream and to muffle it she would press my face against her mouth). But the most exciting thing were the contractions this little bundle gave on my finger. I rhythmed the entrances of my finger in his ass according to contractions.
When my mother had finished making fun of me, she came over to me. Now I was lying on my back and her breasts were pressed against my face. Her body wasn't entirely on mine but only the bust. With that cheap bitch-face she said it was time for me to take off my finger from there. As soon as I obeyed, she told me it was her turn to give me pleasure. She kissed my mouth and continued kissing my body until she reached my dick and fell out of my mouth. She sucked hard like she wanted to suck my balls. I started moving my hips by tapping Mommy's little muzzle. It didn't take long and it was my turn to make fun. I held her by the hair, because I wanted to joke in mommy's mouth but certainly did not need because she made no effort to get out of there. When she took my dick from his mouth he was clean. Not even a drop she let go. We stayed for a while hugged and we went to bathe. Well I tried to shower together but she had gone into your bathroom and sent me to the communal toilet.
I helped her prepare dinner talking about our afternoon, and we went into the living room to wait for my brother and father to arrive but before they did I made a promise that I would greet my brother with a kiss on his face and dad with one on his mouth...
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