It happened unexpectedly

Hello everyone, my real name is Felipe but based on what I'm going to tell you here the other names are fictitious. Three months ago, I had an incest experience that was unbelievable for me with my beloved mother. It started as a harmless joke and ended in three very serious sequences. Unfortunately because I'm deeply disturbed by all of this. My name is Felipe, I'm 29 years old and live in the city of Ipatinga-MG. I'm a handsome boy, in fact it is not fiction. I am 194 cm tall and weighs 92 kg., healthy body, white with blonde hair and light brown eyes. This biotype of mine comes from the mixture between my typical Brazilian mother and an American father who moved to Italy when I was eight years old and never came back here again. It was me that went there twice to see him. He isn't Italian but as if his whole family were northern Italians. My mother is a typical Brazilian woman, light brown skin, black hair wavy at the shoulder height. Very dark and lively eyes, body style "pera", with wide hips, very large and round bellybutton, thin waist, few breasts and rolling leg. It's not a tall woman as you would expect to be the mother of a man my size, she has 170 cm high and like plays always, it's hard to imagine that I have ever fit inside her. People sometimes joke that I'm not her son, but when you put the faces together it turns out to be her face. In time everyone notices and I am very proud of this because my mother is a heroine. She raised me alone since I was eight years old, my father left without any help or even divorce from him until about 10 years later and never saw my mother involved in anything other than her work as an attorney. I've never seen my mother with a boyfriend, she doesn't like ballads, very homely, nor have I ever seen her go out. Her great pleasure is staying at home only in knitted T-shirt, lying down watching movies on TV and eating sweets of milk. These are her weekends, normal days usually comes home 8 straight from the office, here in Ipatinga she is even well known. She deserves what she has achieved financially. I was brought up by her with a lot of freedom, pampered by some women, my mother, two aunts and grandmother. There are no men in the family and I am the only nephew or grandson. My mom has never put shame into my house. As long as I understand people to see her naked and for years I took baths together, at 16 or 17 it stopped a little bit on my request, but always seeing her nude is not me walking around like that anymore. Six months ago I ended a three-year relationship, there was no reason to stay anymore and from this moment on I'm more at home, I have everything in my room so I try not to go out. Three months ago, in the middle of September, on a Saturday at about 6:00 p.m., my mother called out from her living room asking if I would stay home for the night and when I asked why she said it was because she had rented some movies which I liked very much as I like to watch films at home but didn't really go into cinema Around 19:30 we started the movie session at home, me and my mother but my aunt (her younger sister). My mom had rented about 12 movies many different titles from absurd comedies to complex European films. When it was around 22:30 my auntie couldn't take any more so she decided to go away, as soon as she left my mum asked if I was still excited for the film set and of course I said yes. So she picked up a movie neither I nor she knew in French that had something like: La femme engagée. It was a movie that we didn't even know what to expect, so the guy at the landlord told my mom it was sort of like a European novel -- and it really is but an out-of-wedlock romance. It wasn't a porn film, at least not in the explicit sense. it was an insinuation movie but of course with nudity and deliberate sexual simulation. penises and vaginas were clear throughout the movie and several adulterous incursions by characters we came to notice that there had been penetration. this shocked a little bit because they weren't porn actors, but not only did it shock also very much too exciting for the account and then everything started getting problematic. 40 minutes into the film, I was already really excited and my mother clearly tense. It's one sex scene after another as mentioned by me above, at first it was a laughing matter, we went back for some scenes to find out if there had been penetration and smiled shocked that they did but with the passage of time the humor disappeared, no more comments were made, silence filled the room and only the movie could be heard It was a delicate situation, and neither she nor I could move one muscle after an hour of filming. In my bermuda any blind person would have noticed the volume obviously because depending on my size (or not) it's 22cm to be hidden and Bermudas were unsuccessful at this. I was so excited by the insinuating atmosphere of the film that it felt cold in my stomach, especially one scene where a woman had sex on a hose with a cart driver. In this scene she said her age which approximated my mother's (my mom is 51 years old), and yes you could see they were having an affair but their bodies were ordinary not like pornographic films prepared made-up stereotyped bodies My mother was also visibly distraught. She wasn't moving, sitting in the other corner of the living room large sofa with her arms crossed, legs folded sideways on top of the couch and as always wearing only a political propaganda T-shirt like sweater. I knew she was tense because I know my mom when she bites her lower lip and doesn't move it is an anxiety sign. We felt like we had to stop that movie, but I don't know why because no one was moving. And the film just got more involved and there were two hours and 23 minutes of footage in it. As the credits went up, we still didn't move or even look at each other during those moments -- I can tell you for myself, by then my hard-on was on a teenage level as when they first saw pornography. My cock thumped inside Bermuda while my mom started squeezing her fingers looking at the TV screen. ♪ Did you like the movie? ♪ Yes <unk> I answered quickly. ♪ I did too, she said in a half-shaky voice. The silence then returned to its place, when I felt that she was looking at me, so I looked at my mother, her face had changed and she was staring directly into mine. ♪ Did you like the movie Felipe? I was freaking out, and forgetting that she's my mother or even wanting to vent the sexual tension in there. (Laughter) ♪ You're really horny, you mean like having sex right now? ♪ I'm mad to tell the truth mother <unk> replied still backing away from her. And when I turned around, she was looking at me in my face like she always does and saying that it hadn't been a good idea to see this movie. That she wasn't feeling well because she was also quite excited and embarrassed about the whole thing and as she lowered her head down super-embarrassed because she told me the phrase: "I am very horny too". She raised her head up again and looked at Bermuda Wiggle, made out as if she were going to say something, then I felt disturbed, because my excitement for volume on my bermuda was clear, so I said I would go into the kitchen. And when I came back, she was in the same position and the TV had been turned off as well, so I sat on the other side of the couch with a glass of water in my hand staring into space. ♪ Are you still excited? ♪ How? <unk> I answered half without understanding <unk> Can you repeat the question? ♪ Are you still horny, Felipe? ♪ Very much so. I answered with a big knot in the mouth of my stomach. ♪ Me too, with a lot of horny <unk> she said looking straight ahead without facing me. And at that moment, I was kind of flying and commented on the film saying that I would eat this woman too if I were in her situation. At this point I felt safe and continued to speak a little bit more, including one thing which surprised me because what I could say is talking with my mother: ♪ "Are you fucking tough?" my mother asked fearfully. ♪ "How?" I asked, not quite understanding what he was hearing. ♪ Her cock is duet? <unk> She again asked now half in haste. ♪ Yes, I answered confidently. Very much so. When she was still digesting that situation, which hadn't been rationalized yet, she asked one more question: ♪ Can you see over the beam? ♪ Yes, I replied phonetically. Do you want to see? ♪ "I want a lot!" she exclaimed quickly. I kind of without realizing it, stretched my legs sitting on the couch and volume jumped out a large volume because my dick was almost exploding hard. When I turned my eyes to her still unmoved staring at the volume while gnawing his fingernails. I don't know why but decided to take him over Bermuda as if setting the contour marking when I did this she looked into my face and said - Can you see him off bermuda? I didn't believe it, because at that moment the chip fell down, and I knew there was an incest going on. The chip dropped and I had already completely fallen for her with desire, so I asked if she was sure, and when she said yes, I got up from the couch to stand, then she stood up to close the curtains of the balcony and then sat back, this time as she moved I could see her body: what a ride! My mother has an enormous butt. She must have more than 110 cm of ass, full of cellulite and falling down, but when my eyes looked at her, I quadrupled in erection and when she sat after closing the curtains, his shirt went up, thighs were completely naked, he sat with open legs and it was unavoidable to look between their legs and what I saw a white panties, these tramps but comfortable, with immense volume. Oh God! How big that bottle was! Then he sat down, looked at me and asked again: "Philippe, can I see your cock?" So I was lowering the Bermuda a little awkwardly and then the cane jumped out hard as rock and that time, even more with my eyes focused on the buzzer between those rolled legs full of cellulite, began to pulsate as if it were alive, a 22-cm stick barking from erection already wet head extremely red in contrast to my very white body. So I threw my Bermuda shorts away and got completely naked, it was a mixture of shame and horny and the dick just throbbed and mom wouldn't take her eyes off. ♪ Please my son, can I take it? - she said already panting. ♪ - I answered already completely stunned. That's when I got closer and she grabbed it. Wow! Almost just enjoyed this movement, to feel her hand on my dick. Which then started punching me and then spoke loudly: - what a delight! She was gasping for air and asked if I wanted to see her naked and of course, said that he wants very much. Alas she put down my stick, stood up and took off his blouse and could see the whole body first time in those moments I saw as a woman and once again: whoa! Soon I couldn't help but fix my eyes on her puffy, voluminous white panties that accentuated the volume even more and down in his little wet one was noticeable. So gently facing me she asked if he could catch it which throbbed as though begging while drops fell from its red head. Then in front of me, with her right hand she began to punch me slowly and felt every centimeter of the stick. She was clearly possessed by a hard-on; her large cheekbones were like two pyramids completely swollen up. When then she asked if I wanted to put my hand into her pocket before she finished her sentence I placed my hand directly on it. I started feeling all the fleshiness from that pocket over the panties, until it weakened as I frantically more gently explored this huge bloated pocket. The bottom of her panties were so dirty, and I soon took the initiative to pull down her underpants and look closely at this ultra-wet, huge fleshy bottle as she wraps her hands around my dick without taking her eyes off it, gasping for breath. When there was a short time that we were both naked, in mutual masturbation, one facing the other, I with my hand on her mouthpiece, massaged the grate and she eats hands hands on my dick, punching me, both looking at each other's body, then she asked if I wanted to, if I was afraid, all I answered was that I was very horny, it was delicious and completed by saying that this is the most pleasant thing that had ever happened to me and indeed it was. That was when he pulled me up and gave me a tongue kiss. How delightful! She sucked my mouth deeply, thrusting her tongue into it and filling all of my mouth with kisses! By this time we were already on the couch over each other scratching our bodies and kissing passionately. Soon I started sucking on her neck while she did the same to mine and then felt her hand directing my roll into between her legs, which soon began rubbing against that huge fat bouquet. The erection was impossible to measure and soon she couldn't stand it and sat on top of me, swallowing my roll entirely and moaning in a deep, guttural way then we started fucking immediately lying awkwardly on the couch not even realizing everything that happened. We kept kissing each other deeply as if one wanted to engulf the other while deep down my dick remained in my mother's fat pocket completely lost. He rarely emerged from that fateful night With that way of fucking, with the level of hard-on body glued together frenetically brushing against each other sexes entirely united deeply embedded at peak friction from hail to base of my dick a thing possible by size of cane and the way we were My mother squeezed me tightly screaming loud and inward Starting mocking strongly released one of her arms Like I'd never had fun in my life, lost my breath. Switched off repeatedly for about 10 seconds and passed out again while she was still mocking me with her whining and howling like a cow giving birth. It took a while for my record to drop again, because all I could think about was how indescribably good that feeling felt -- the most delicious thing I'd ever tasted outweighing by a thousand anything else delicious I had ever experienced; nothing even came close. I'm sorry if my ending was not as they usually are. Unfortunately for me and my mother, the story was real and there were still two more episodes of this misfortune after that one, and I don't know maybe have others in future but what gladdened is we do not talk about it nor live like a couple actually everything is disturbing and only those who experienced this understands what i say because really confess to writing the account got aroused several times just sincerely hope it has been therapeutic to tell me this secret which atomizes me 3 months ago If I have the courage, then I'll tell you about my other two experiences of this true story. (Applause) I will leave my MSN because maybe there is someone who would like to talk about it in a serious way, perhaps I can even find help from some woman on how to speak with my mother after all... also somebody that has been or goes through this trauma. Give me some hugs!