I smell like pussy because she messes with men so much, even teenagers!!!

I smell like pussy because she messes with men so much, even teenagers!!!
Count of Mayara Birth F
You who are a mother, imagine the situation: you have just showered and come out of the bathroom wrapped in towel towards your room, dry yourself off, get dressed and go back to put the clean towel in the toilet and that which you've just used in the basket for dirty clothes, pushes on the door of the toilette and comes across your teenage son with his biggest handkerchief, spitting poop on the wall and smelling his underwear that you just took off, still warm from the heat of your body, what do you do??? I stood there with my eyes wide open, disbelieving the scene that had just been witnessed and heart pounding as he unceremoniously turned to hide his rock-hard cock. The days went by, I don't know why but I kept leaving my used panties hanging in the bathroom when I was going to take a shower and every time I left them there my heart would beat faster and my bottle would melt. My son and I hardly spoke to each other, even because I didn't know how to get into it with him but I kept thinking about the scene that I saw in which his dick was splashing pussy on the wall. It went fast enough for me to see he had a beautiful penis I would wake up scared, wet with sweat and realize that it was just a dream, an incestuous dream between me and my son. It's nice but only a dream; the fact is that this was killing me and I had to do something about it so I gathered courage to talk to him. I took off my clothes, my bra and before taking off my panties I rubbed a lot on my panty that was already getting wet with hard-on. I still hadn't forgotten about the sex from earlier days... And it was driving me crazy! The one in my room. My heart exploded and my bouquet started to contract, I didn't think about anything else, just said: Come in son!!! When he came in and saw me naked he stood at the door as if shocked, then said: Sorry mother, I did not know that you were nude... You have a problem no son, I also saw you naked that day in the bathroom, remember ... Of course, it is about that day that I wanted to talk with you.... Sit here, come... He sat on the edge of the bed, and I went towards the middle of the Bed and lay down all relaxing leaving for him the beautiful view of my Bouquette so he could contemplate .... He couldn't hide his erection anymore since his dick was lifting up in front of the bermuda like a circus canvas, nor could I hide my hard-on seeing him looking directly at my open bottle... So I said: That day you were smelling my panties why? Ah mother ... he became mute and I asked: Do you like the smell of bouquet ? Like it , like it very much .... My underwear is there, just taken off, still warm as that day ... Can smell ... He did not know what to do ... Go on son Smell, kill your will feel the scent of Mommy's bucket, feel.... He got up, grabbed my panties and sat back down where he was before. Selected the inner part that is glued to the bottle which was even a little wet, took my underwear to his nose and sucked as if it had smelled of delicious French perfume, closed his eyes and stood with my pants on his nose for almost ten minutes feeling the smell of my bucket, I was almost mocking then asked: And this handkerchief was for me? Was mother... You feel like eating me son ... Of course mom you are beautiful, hot, sensual, doubt other men do not want to eat you Come here, leave my panties there. You can smell my bouquet since you like it... He fit between my thighs fully open and with his face in my bottle, not only smelled it fell out of the mouth and gave a tongue bath to her I was no longer able to hold any more desire to mock pressed its head against my bucket and my contractions were instantaneous My joy came fast and plentiful and bitterness, which I made a point of swallowing up. I wanted more, much more but left it for the next day and got out of bed naked in my bath with a towel hanging on my shoulder and panties in my hand looking back at me smiling at my son who was staring at my ass so eagerly... he knew that he would eat me and I'd give him very gladly ... That night I had an enormous hard-on , The other day it was a very hot day and I worked hard, I was sweating heavily. When my son came home from work he was the same way: sitting on his living room couch watching TV. Instead of a kiss on the forehead I went straight to give him a little seal, I was with an erection damaged, spent all day thinking about it, what we did in that early evening and my bottle kept drooling all day, imagine how she looked besides stinky should be full of sebum between the lips bigger and smaller as I was from skirt and after giving a stamp on it, stood by his side, and acted like a real whore, It's for my son. It was very hot and she sweated all day long, the smell must be stronger stinking if you want can smell suck lick do what you like it's all yours... he could not contain his smile and said: Mommy bottle doesn't stinks bottle smells, and how much more powerful is delicious I love the scent of your bottle whatever her. He opened my lips from the bottle and stuck his nose almost in there and aspired ... After a lot of smelling, he put his tongue in my mouth and wiped the bottle clean and sucked on my nectar. My legs went limp and my eyesight darkened I saw stars while trembling like jelly and my joy came out into his mouth... I took off his clothes and mine as well, and carried him to my bed. Wanting to satisfy my cravings for being eaten by my son... My already quite excited son took his hand to my mouthpiece, inserted the thumb inside it lubricating with my liquid and introduced slowly in my ass. After looking at my butt with desire when I leave my room with a towel on my shoulder and my used underwear hanging from my finger, and now soaking your finger in my fluid and introducing into my arse, is sign that he has desired to eat my ass . After inserting his finger inside, he began to suck my mealy-mouthed cocksucker, sucking on my already hard cricket while fucking my asshole with his fingers driving me crazy and taking out of me another hallucinatory fun. Full of horny put me on all fours, brushed his roll in the entrance to my bottle leaving her melody with my fluids and was introducing slowly into my jar making me feel every centimeter of its roller being swallowed by it, when everything was inside, he stood there contracting his roll that pulsed within me, I contracted my vaginal muscles and squeezed your roll almost chewing that piece of very hard nerve which was housed There. How hot you are mother!! What a tight little bucket and she is naughty! Today I want to fuck you until I can't stand it anymore, my hot little whore!! Then he started moving, first slowly and then gradually increased till he fucked me like a desperate. Finally I was being invaded by the dick of my son that I dreamed after seeing him in the bathroom smelling my panties that I had just taken off. Bitch who gave birth!!! How cute, my slutty bitch! What sexiest bottle you have, my sexy dog!! I will laugh inside !!! I will fill your fucking bucket with shit, you tramp puppy!!! He fucked and called me by the adjectives of slut, whore, tramp, piranha, who was loving to fuck his hot little mother, my desire only increased and I begged!!! Fucks handsome son, embraces my pussy, kills my desire and makes me have fun in her dick !!! My son screamed and poured jets of fucking into my vagina leading me to another fantastic pleasure, I ended up losing strength and falling on the bed with him over me still with the hard cock stuck in my vagina, we stayed like this until his roll softened and expelled from inside me, releasing his cunt and making it run down to the sheet. It was a wonderful climb, but I still wasn't satisfied, I wanted so much more of that beautiful and marvelous dick I had seen before in the bathroom while he smelled my panties which I just took off. After forty minutes rest, I started sucking on this roll until it gained new life, when I felt that she was about to be shot I got four again and said: son, I want ass Come fuck me hot, break up my ass!!! He came up behind me and licked my little hole, stuck his tongue in there and left it very wet, leaned the head of his roll on my ringlet and made pressure, I felt my ring being enlarged so that the roller's head could enter, the head passed by and I gave a scream of pain: Aiii!!! Is this hurting my hottie??? Do you want me to take it out ??? No, don't stop everything!! It fucks me all over! He was pushing everything until I felt his balls hitting my mouthpiece, he had put his thick roll in my butt up to the heel all went into it and I lay down feeling its whole weight on me and the power of its entire roller buried in my ass making me groan with pleasure like a very naughty little whore knows how to do. While I wailed at his roll he would go hard squeezing out my pussy. My pleasure only increased and his strokes too, my son was about to make fun once again and every punch from his roll in mine that made cricket rock on my bedsheet what more pleasant sensation He announced his mockery and mine didn't take long, we exploded together in a mind-boggling joke once again, he screamed and filled my asshole with shit and I wet the bedsheet with my mock. After joking inside of my arse, he remained on me until his wilted dick was expelled from within my butt ... That night we slept together in my bed and my son still ate me twice more during the night. That was our first incestuous mother-son transaction, which remains to this day. Even though my son got himself a girlfriend years later and I know he eats her as well we still sleep together We are mother and son, we're man and woman. And we love each other because lust, desire and pleasure have no barriers or boundaries. I am a fair-minded mother who saw in that moment my child sniffing my panties and hitting his handkerchief on the toilet thinking about my bottle at first it horrified me but opened up my mind to the unknown. Today she makes me feel like it's the sweetest, most pleasurable and natural thing in the world. And I know how much fun it is to make a joke out of your son...
Mayara Born F