Mae and son lovers 1

Hello, my name is Mateus and to tell this story I need to go back to the day when it all began...
I remember perfectly as if it were yesterday, it was another sunny day on the river in January, I had just woken up and was going to the kitchen, which was not far from my room, since the house was very small, 2 bedrooms, 1 small room, a small kitchen and a common bathroom.
As soon as I got to the door of the living room I noticed that my parents were arguing, which was not surprising since arguments were becoming more and more frequent in the house. Afraid of disturbing them I sat near the door, I remember taking something to disguise it, perhaps a toy.
"You've almost arrived in the morning once again! I don't know how long I'm going to put up with this situation!" said my mother loudly.
She was really very nervous, and with good reason, my father was coming home every morning, only a blind man wouldn't know what he was doing.
"And what do you intend to do? Are you going to abandon our family? Do you want to leave home?" my father asked. Clearly, he wasn't taking my mother's questions seriously at all.
I remember those parts so vividly, they are impregnated in me as if they were tattoos. Although my parents argued a lot and often, they never attacked each other, which could already be considered a miracle, because clearly for my mother to endure all my father's betrayals and still be taunted by him at the time of questioning ... God only knows how much patience she had!
My mother has always been a sweet, calm and absurdly beautiful woman. She married my father early, at the time, she was only 15 and he 17. A year after my parents' marriage, my mother became pregnant and I was born. My mother's beauty has always attracted everyone's attention, she is 1.63, fair skin, blond and smooth hair up to the height of the butt, round and slightly pointed breasts, a medium and very flashy butt (at least for me!).
My father, on the other hand, has always been a hard worker and half-brutal. He is also short, about 1.67 inches tall, black skin, short and slightly curly hair, and his most striking feature, a belly of 8 months gestation (Currently, before he was even that thin with a normal size.), seriously, the belly is so big that it seems to be pregnant, he attributes this to beer and carries it as if it were his war trophy.
My mother is 41 and my father is 43...
I'm a brunette, I'm six feet tall, and I have a normal dick.
I have a normal body...
Because of my mother's great beauty, my father never allowed her to work, and because they got married too early, he prevented her from continuing her studies as soon as they moved in together. This resulted in my mother not being able to finish high school and being completely at my father's mercy, since it was through him that we had access to everything. Therefore, I believe that he never saw my mother as his wife, but rather as his property, someone who would always be there for him, no matter what he did.
As soon as they had finished arguing, I was thinking of leaving near the door to better disguise myself, after all, I didn't want to take a beating or be punished. However, even before I could make my move, my mother was already passing through the door. As soon as she saw me, she froze, her expression became completely unnatural, but this was only for a brief moment.
I was still looking at her, worried that I was going to get a nice big spore. However, I saw my mother smiling sweetly at me, she passed her hand over my hair and pulled me into an embrace, while we were embracing I felt her whole body glued to mine. when our bodies glued in the tight embrace, my face was only a few inches above her breasts.
It was obvious that she was emotional, but I'm not sure if it was because of the fight itself, or I overheard the argument, or maybe it was both. However, as she gasped, her body went up and down rubbing against my body, I closed my eyes and hugged her very tightly, I confess that at first it was not malicious, but as time went on, it was impossible to control my thoughts and reactions.
I began to feel her chest pressing against me, as her body went up and down due to heavy breathing, my dick pressed against her body, sometimes grabbing the tip of her bottle, and every time I pressed there I had the best feeling in the world. My dick was getting harder and harder and with my eyes closed my breathing also began to get heavy, but it was clearly for reasons different from my mother's.
Little by little I was lowering my hands that were on her back, slowly until I got right on top of that wonderful ass, very carefully I was turning my hand slowly until all the fingers of my hands were on the curve that separates the ass from the back, that delicious ass was amazing, my fingers feeling that softness while the tip of my dick touched lightly on her bouquet, I was going completely crazy.
I don't know if she finally realized what was happening, but she separated her body from mine, and I was completely lost, I didn't know what to do, after all, she's my mother and the head of my dick was touching the tip of her bouquet and I confess I was loving that situation, if I could I'd want to stay there forever.
Realizing that I was clumsy, my mother gave me a strong kiss on the cheek and said. Go take a bath, soon your uncle will be coming to watch the Brazil game with your father.
Yeah, it was the World Cup, and this uncle of mine that my mom was talking about, he was actually her brother, and one thing I never really understood was why he always stood by my dad, supporting his betrayals instead of defending his own sister.
Mom, you know I don't really like watching football games. When I said that, I was really asking for an escape, watching games with my dad and my uncle was horrible. My dad didn't have the slightest respect for our house, or maybe, it was just a lack of notion even, every time he and my uncle were together they would talk about things that I didn't like to hear at all, sometimes my dad would talk about his betrayal in front of me, without wanting to mask his actions or feel shame or any other feeling that normal people should feel in these types of situations.
"All right, let's watch a movie together in your room", she said as she pushed me into the bathroom.
After bathing I had to go to the living room, after all, I was almost sure that my uncle had already arrived. When I got to the living room, I found my father and my uncle, both sitting side by side on the same sofa, in front of them, was a large bowl full of snacks that my mother had prepared for them to eat while they drank beer and watched the game.
? Haha, Matthew. You really grew up. ? My uncle spoke loudly as he got up and gave me a hug, turning to my father he commented. ? Shit, the moleque is almost bigger than you in...
"That's because you didn't see the size of the tool?" answered my father while making a gesture with his hands to show the size of my cock.
That's what my uncle said, laughing as he messed up my hair.
After my uncle's comment, they both burst out laughing and went back to drinking and talking. I on the other hand, was thinking about how to leave that room without my father telling me to come back, I was almost sure he would make me watch the game with them.
Fortunately, at this moment my mother arrived, she was wonderful... Her hair was stuck in a ponytail, she was wearing a short blue shorts and the yellow shirt of Brazil. I must admit that I do not remember exactly when I began to look at my mother with other eyes, but this day is marked in my memory as the beginning of everything.
? Come son, let's watch the movie. ? My mother said stretching out her hand to me. I didn't hesitate and immediately took her hand.
He's going to watch the game with us today is the national team game, Matthew comes here, sits with his father, we'll cheer together.
I was in a complicated situation, between the knife and the spear. What I really wanted was to watch the movie with my mother, but my father is not a very easy man to deal with. Although he never beat me, I always had a certain fear for him.
Er... I'd rather watch the movie. ♪ Gathering my courage, I spoke looking at my father that I wanted to watch the movie, not the national team game.
"Are you a sissy?" asked my father in a sarcastic tone as he tossed a roll of lollipop that was on the snack tray at me.
I answered in a firm tone, looking at him.
♪ Come, forget your father, leave him there watching the game with his uncle ♪ While my mother was talking she was already pulling me by the arm and taking me out of the room...
Arriving in my room, my mother had already turned on the television and put the movie on. My room, like the rest of the house, was simple, so because it was small, there was only a single bed where we could sit and watch the movie.
At first everything was very normal, we ate the popcorn that my mother had prepared for us, drank some soda and so on. However, things started to change when we decided to watch the movie lying down.
My bed was glued to the wall, and the TV was facing the side of the bed, which means that if we were going to watch it sitting down, we'd be facing the TV, but if we were going to watch it lying down, we'd have to stand on the side to watch it, and this is exactly what happened, as I was lying glued to the wall, only the end of the bed was left for my mother to lie on, which left it in front of me, with her back to me.
As soon as she lay down I completely lost focus on the film, all I could do was smell the wonderful smell that was coming out of her. Looking down, I saw the shirt from Brazil that was now completely glued to her body from lying down, which made her curves even more seductive, her chest was completely marked on the blouse starring in a scene that drove me crazy, a little further down was that beautiful, big, slightly curved butt in my direction.
I was starting to get completely hard just looking at her, and the desire to touch that body was getting stronger and stronger, so for fear of causing any strange reaction, I put my arm around her waist and waited to see the reaction, to my surprise she didn't draw anything and just let my arm stay there.
Taking a little more confidence I began to smooth her belly, my hand went up close to the breasts and down to the edge of the shorts, sometimes my fingers would touch those soft spikes and it made me even more crazy, my dick was already extremely hard and all I wanted was to rub it on that beautiful ass.
To my surprise, my mother actually took an even steeper climb than before, reaching far back, which left us almost leaning on each other. Pretending to stretch myself, I gave a great upward incline and when I returned to bed I was no longer in the same place as before. By the time I was returning to my place, I placed my hand again on her waist and slightly careful not to let the strange situation I fit completely leaning on it.
The moment my dick came in contact with that soft ass, I felt a wonderful sensation running through my whole body, I was finally glued to that delicious ass. Afraid that she would leave the position I kept smoothing her belly slowly, my hand would go up until the tips of my fingers touched her chest, and at the time of the descent my fingers would touch the edge of the shorts.
As time went on, I got harder and harder, and it was obvious that she was feeling a hard deal against her ass, and thinking about that, I got a little bit more confident, and I started pretending that I was adjusting just to be able to go down a little bit and go up by rubbing my dick on her ass, and as I went up, I could feel the pulp of her ass pressing on my dick, and I kept going up slowly, enjoying it to the fullest, until I was completely hooked into her, literally a kind of "conchinha".
All of a sudden, I had this wonderful feeling in my dick, and all I could do was close my eyes and sit still and enjoy that feeling, and my mom was gently rocking her ass on my dick, and anyone who looked from outside would only see that she was rocking her leg, but she was actually rocking her ass up and down on my dick, and as her ass went up, it would reach the head of my dick, and as it went down, it would reach the balls, and all that separated our bodies was a light change of clothes.
As my mother climbed up her ass, I got even harder. It was at the moment when she was going down again that I contracted my dick, this little action gave me the most pleasurable sensation I had ever had up to that point in my life.
When her ass was coming down and I was squeezing my dick, her ass ended up burrowing a little bit into my dick as my dick gently pushed her shorts in I almost gasped with pleasure. This event gave a slight fright to my mother, but she soon put her ass back on my dick again.
But now, unlike before, we weren't rubbing against each other anymore, but pushing my stick against her bucket. She stepped up even more to ease the fit, and I reached a little further down so that my stick was right at the height of her bucket. The moment I put my stick down, I felt the shorts go slightly inward, as my mother swung her leg, the head of my stick pushed her shorts a little further in and back.
Much more confident now, my hands did not stop when the tips of my fingers touched her breast. Taking courage, I raised my hand to the top of that delicious peak, gently pressing my hand, I felt the softness of those round breasts. However, the Brazilian shirt was a bit thick and prevented me from really feeling all that this wonderful body had to offer.
As she swung her leg and the head of my cock pressed against her mouthpiece, it got to the point where I could no longer control my breath. I was gasping and marveling at this new and delicious pleasure. Looking at my mother, I noticed that she was lightly biting her lower lip while staring at the TV, as if nothing was happening between us.
Now, it wasn't just her rocking her ass, I was also doing a downward and upward motion with my stick, and every time I leaned into that bottle I was pushing a little harder upward, wanting to climb higher and higher until I put myself inside her.
As we rubbed and hugged each other, I put the hand that was caressing her underneath the Brazilian blouse, as I was raising my hand, I was realizing that my mother was no longer moving up and down, she was now rolling her ass with the head of my dick pressed against her bouquet. I was raising my hand until it reached above her breasts, slowly, feeling every part of her body, I was descending slowly putting the tip of my fingers under the bra.
Seeing that she kept rolling while the head of my dick was pressing on her pocket, I was raising my hand slowly, the moment my fingers began to sink into those breasts I almost enjoyed. Moving my fingers, I was feeling her breasts while pressing even harder the head of my dick up, all I wanted more in the world was that we were naked, so that I could slowly climb up into her.
As we rubbed against each other, pressed against each other, my hand reached to the tip of her chest which was hard, completely stretched, the moment my fingers reached it, the first reaction I had was to hold it with two fingers and gently pull it up. The moment I was pulling it I heard a delicious groan enter my ears, that was the first time I had heard a woman groan and it was even more pleasant than rubbing it.
As soon as I heard that sweet, gentle voice, I couldn't control myself anymore and I started rubbing harder and faster, my hand was holding tightly to that wonderful breast, while my dick was banging against her bouquet trying to force its way, and as I was moving faster, she was also rolling her ass slowly over the head of my dick.
It lasted for a few moments until I gave a stronger than normal push while she was teasing, she also stopped moving, waiting until I lowered her waist that was pressing hard on my dick in her bucket. As I was lowering my waist, stopping pressing my dick against her bucket, I still gave a few more smooth strokes and squeezes in that steep and hard chest.
As soon as I stopped pressing my dick on her, she put her hand on my arm and took my hand off her chest. Soon after that, she started to get up from the bed. When she was standing up, I noticed that her shorts were marking two tubes of her bottle so much that I pushed. Besides these two tubes the shorts were very wet, which may have been from the wonderful fun I gave, but probably that liquid was hers.
♪ Don't tell anyone! ♪ She said looking at me, right after that she came over and gave me a really tight kiss on the forehead, turned around and started walking towards the bathroom