A MOTHER IN THE PANDEMIA

Hello dear fans and readers of this site. It's been a long time since I've sent you new stories due to lack of time. But here's a new account of a very good friend from Caxias do Sul. Please vote and leave comments, it's very important to me. Those who leave email, comments and votes, I will send the short story in PDF with illustrated photos. I'm from Caxias do Sul and live in a neighborhood called the plateau. I have a sister who lives in the neighborhood of Saint pilgrim with her two teenage daughters. In 2004, as soon as I was 16 my only son, Gerson was born. In 2020, in April, a lockdown was decreed here in the city and since then my life has had a turnaround. Gerson's got himself a beautiful kid, the ones who take sighs and take the breath out of any girl. Media almost two meters, tall and a wonderful athletic body. Already I became a very sticky mother, extremely jealous, but very dedicated to him. I left him ill-accustomed, and if it were up to me, he'd still be feeding his mouth. But he grew up, and it's all my fault, I recognize it. In the meantime, without knowing it, I was creating a beast that would eat me mercilessly with extraordinary cocksuckers, with refinements of a delicious cruelty of pleasure. It never crossed my mind, I can assure you that I never imagined myself mocking that kid's dick, screaming, debating me like a crazy bitch from coming on her dick. But back to the subject. That month we were confined inside the house, and as it was our custom, we always watched TV under a blanket, with popcorn and chimarrano. On that day at one point I went to the kitchen, opened a bottle of white wine and started drinking. It wasn't long before he came and asked. - Mom, are you okay? You didn't like the movie? I can change the channel. But I comforted him by saying that he just wanted to have a drink, so he sat down and patiently watched me drink every glass, every turn, as we talked about various matters. In the middle of the conversation something came to my mind that had been bothering me for some time about him. The fact that I never saw him with a girl or him commenting on women led me to ask the following question. - Son! Tell Mom... you're not gay, are you? He closed his face and answered immediately. - Of course not, Mom! I like women. I questioned him. - It's okay. But you never told me about any girls and you never told me if you have a girlfriend. It was then that he broke the ice and stripped the Portuguese speaking clearly. - Mom! I like pussy. I like the smell. I love a skinny panties with cream, drool and pussy sweat. I smile relieved saying. - What a good son, I was afraid you were a deer, but Mom would take you anyway. But still curious I asked one more thing. - It's okay. But come here, boy. How do you like all this? Did you ever get any panties like that from a girl? The bastard collapsed and said it. - Yes, but only one girl... and many times. But she doesn't even dream that I steal her panties, that I can smell a little pussy in the bottom of every panties. That I suck the molassed bottom until it's clean as new. I laughed a lot at everything he talked about and I as a very curious woman went deeper and deeper into the conversation until I asked. - It's okay. Who is this girl? How old is she? When am I gonna meet her? Does she live nearby? He started answering all my curious questions. - First she lives very close to me... According to you you know her... third to me she's a perfect blonde and... room she's 32 years old, she's at the height of her life, full of love to give, she's sweet, she's sweet, tender, she's sticky with me. While he described the girl everything became clear to me. My forgotten panties in the bathroom, the way he looked at me, like I was naked, every detail fit right into me, everything made sense. At that moment, completely drunk, in silence I made a mistake, that's when I tried to get up to go to my room, I almost fell asleep if it wasn't for him like lightning holding me tight. Standing there holding me by the waist he looked me in the eye and said. - It's okay. I never imagined that this woman could have the pussy so smelly, delicious taste, snacks. Mom, you don't know how crazy I get by jerking off really delicious to this beautiful, perfect-bodied blonde girl that I want to eat her pussy. I tried to move the body, try to go to the bedroom, but he took the straps off my dress that fell to the floor, leaving me only in my panties. He kept talking. - Even Mom the panties she's wearing now, it's white. Those panties I stole from the bathroom two days ago when she forgot in the bathroom after taking a delicious bath. The rap sheet fell at that time and I was pretty sure the woman he was dying to eat the pussy was me. He cornered me between him and the table keeping me from moving. His eyes were staring at mine and I couldn't move a muscle while he kept talking details of his panties, which only I knew. So I did. - It's okay. But these are my panties. That woman you're in love with and want to eat her pussy is me? And he answered. - Yeah, Mom, you got it. In that I had both hands covering my breasts and he spoke a little rough, like he never talked to me before. - Take your hand off your chest... I want to see them. And I obeyed immediately by taking off my hands. Impressive how naturally he takes the position of alpha male, subduing me while I passively obeyed without any resistance. After my breasts were free, he hugged me and the contact of my little toes with his skin immediately made them hyper hard like two little pebbles, while his lips touched mine. I kept my mouth shut while he was just giving me little stamps. Since I didn't open my mouth to get your tongue, he started licking my face. In the midst of those kisses my whole body electrified and the sign was visible in the pout of my breasts and in my pussy that drooled all over. Pushed over the table he laid my body. My breasts were caressed deliciously with kisses and sucking on the pussies that plucked my first sighs and involuntary groans. I groaned quietly, wept like a little bitch, in a mix of pleasure, fear and shame. I felt him slipping his mouth through my belly, descending towards the pussy that blinked, throbbing, pulsating and dripping woman's semen, sweat and horny tears. Up on the table he spreads my legs subtly moving my panties aside and kisses my drooling pussy. Then it smells for almost a minute and finally licks for a long time until it's clean. I was squirming and my legs were forcing the closure, but he was holding them open. I sighed deeply, and groaned well, but very quietly, until, unintentionally, I let go a louder groan and he heard. - Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I don't know why he decided to act fast, maybe horny or afraid I'd give up. The fact was that he put his dick in my trunk and quickly found my little hole delicately pushed into my pussy an immense, hyper-grossed log, which forced me to scream loudly with pleasure, while I felt every tiny bit of that nerve raping me very slowly. - Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! I was dying of pleasure as the puppy slowly pushed the log inside my pussy looking at me. I went into a screw screaming loud, sharp, but with both hands covering my mouth in an attempt to muffle my despair. He pushed everything, but everything, inside me. I felt all his log inside, throbbing pulsing and forcing the walls and my yawn. Soon it will and will begin. At first it was very slow, but every second, every minute, the time was passing and the going and coming turned into violent, dry and strong stoops, so that he fucked me, without pity and pity, all I had left was sobbing on the beats of the strong rhythm of the stabs that his prick gave me. And that's how in small spaces of time I came two or three times on his stick, screaming and screaming like a little child. There was nothing left after that, he came a lot, and detail... filled my pussy with milk until it spewed out. After coming a lot, he kept saying some things to me and I didn't look him in the face he left and I stayed there for a long time thinking about the madness he had just done.