I love my wife, my beautiful mother

I never imagined that January morning my life would . such a reversal, so far not been able to assimilate all that has happened these years my story might seek a catharsis that can unnerve a bit what my conscience sometimes reminds me I come from a family of middle class. My father one petroleum engineer and my mother an architect of some notability in my city. I have an older sister who married three years ago and went to live with her husband. Although I know that my parents’ marriage was always marked by routine or the reluctance of my mother, and the continuing adventures of my father, whom I do not justify, I did not think that the separation was so imminent. We live in a very hot city throughout the year, since the work in the oil multinational my father is two hours from where we live. A month earlier, returning from the faculty where he studied civil engineering, was surprised to find my mother at home, quite decomposed, with a glass of liquor in their hands, something unusual since it was only five in the afternoon. I greeted her as usual with a kiss on the forehead, and went to my room to take a shower, wear something comfortable, eat and stick to my laptop to do my homework. Going down to the kitchen, she, a little disturbed by the liquor, burst into tears that distressed me. I hugged her and asked her to tell me what happened. He told me that my father had taken the decision to finally leave the house and although the truth that he remained most of the week on the outside, now wanted to start divorce proceedings. To be honest this news did not affect me, because it was preferable that all end up in good terms and not have to live the hell of two beings who barely on speaking terms at home. To top my mother told me that we had to move apartment as my father had decided to sell, and before the offer was good, that it facilitated that she could take their share of the assets that belonged to him. Conclusion; to start packing and preparing for the move, which happened a month later.

My mother had bought an apartment on the outskirts of the city, in a building project for which he worked. Given the urgency we had to occupy it without the necessary finishes, ie without internal doors and stuff, and she is careful to end, preferred to import all the interiors to make this site very cute. To me, the truth mattered a damn everything. The apartment was really small, with two bedrooms, a study and a service area. But the view was beautiful as we occupied the 12th floor my mother’s room had its own bathroom and I decided that since no one we visited, social bathroom would be mine. The only thing we deal was to buy a provisional curtains to prevent the residents of neighboring apartments could spy on us, especially for my mother We settled in our new home, and moving event that awoke among us unknown; an incredible affection that made us too well to both. Constantly he teased her, gave hugs to lift morale and preparing a drink in the evening while returning from his office. Other than that we had to select many things that we would use to give away because of the limited space. Discard some furniture, utensils and other things took them to their new home dad. My mother then realized that your wardrobe should suffer a big cut and sitting on his bed, began to choose between the two, that things would not use more. By observing several of her outfits, I discovered that many of them had ever since, so she decided to attach them for me to say whether or not kept them. The modeling with some coquetry open while a fairly high heel shoes standing which highlighted the funny and much more voluptuous figure. I watched attentive but a moment to another, the feeling of admiration and respect for this woman, was dissolving and becoming a strange mixture of curiosity to discover more of that skin that at times she allowed me to appreciate, to pull a dress and get another, being in bra and panties which incidentally were tiny. Anyways, since many of the costumes were pretty tight you asked that because actually keep him looking good, but in reality it showed extremely vulgar by the size of her large buttocks. Living in these circumstances gave rise to what became not close filial relationship, but in an indefinite and unspoken male-female relationship, and that is the reason that leads me to relate to you this. That January morning I was talking about, our lives changed forever.

It turns out that Sofia, which is the name of my mother and as the name since then had forgotten her bath towel and asked me to please reach one. I went to his room and unprepared as transparent acrylic shower was inadvertently watched as God brought the world. From his childhood he had seen in his underwear but never noticed it until the day as his clothes and was tested more then. She casually my presence, took the towel and began to dry. I left the room with the imprint of its total nudity tormenting; burning my guts and why deny it, with a concern that ended in a bloody erection few times I had in life. Seeing her so, in the fullness of his white skin and wet hair surcándole shoulders slightly shaved his pubic, framing this triangle between her thighs, it was something he was not prepared. I decided to return to see this beautiful show, and taking care not noticing, I could see back through the mirror of her dressing table. It was beautiful. I was struck by the size of their buttocks round and provocative and his thick legs. While the cream spread through his body, my penis began to grow exigiéndome this monumental Pajazo I became immediately in the shower. That day I could not tear his image from my head, and all I wanted was to go home to see her again, leaving his bathroom. I knew it was my mother, and knew he was on the verge of incest, but nothing mattered as I was not enjoying its beauty.

However despite the permanent coexistence, only so far I could see that while she aroused in me, certain inexplicable emotions, which on a chalked start to our filial relationship was not without experience those butterflies in the stomach when she dedicating all his tenderness played with me in bed, so the image of his semi nudity I was not surprised, but if it was to weigh a curiosity much beyond what I supposedly was allowed. Anyway, given the presence of father at home, he left aside any concerns, because unconsciously the image of another male appease me, any desire for her. So from the time we live together, things took a turn one hundred eighty degrees and the volcano of desire, hitherto asleep, woke up with all the fury to be so close to her precious body and to observe furtively, as God I brought into the world.

The following days were a growing torment. I started up early to spy at 5 and 30 am, and I loved to watch as a ritual soaped complacency over hygiene. He took the razor and proceeded to shave the crotch of her pubic hair, leaving intact the entry of his lips and a small area of ??your mons, the closest thing to heaven I had in my life. Not wanting to miss a single detail below, I changed the site of his bed and dresser, so she could see her calmly in the mirror, which also reflected the shower too. Although nothing could compensate for the magnitude of their nakedness, I started to experience some moods did not know, and oscillating between euphoria and depression after I had masturbated thinking about her. I do not know if you noticed but these changes from one moment to another started asking me some questions about my sexuality, which were infrequent. I commented on a couple of girls, daughters of friends of the family, with whom I had sex but really it was all very bland. She smiled with mock my comments, and at one point I said what was the kind of beauty that made me lose my head. By little I answer that precisely was it, but anyway if I said that perhaps because his son would have loved a woman like her size, her shape and skin color. He laughed too and willing to joke with me told me that we could be platonic boyfriends but, as was my mother. I laughed a lot too and told him I accepted delighted, but if you could take her out to a movie, and why not accompany her to take their drinks. Wanting to seal our pact that seemingly innocent conversation, held her tightly and gave him a smacking kiss on his cheek, but to try to wriggle out of my arms, his mouth brushed mine and it was inevitable that our lips have that contact. We locked eyes surprised but wanting to avoid reactions on his part told him to excuse me but she had moved and to be playing me because he had kissed her mouth, which was also very beautiful … He looked at me strangely, but did not show displeasure for nothing, and I think she expected something to happen by circumstance between us despite the ban damn that society imposed on us by being a mother and son. We continue talking banalities, and the imminence of a weekend decided to go to my room to finish a pending investigation for the following Friday.

I know that many things were going through our heads from that day. And I’m sure many times Sophia stopped at my shower to tell me something; and it was inevitable that observe my naked body. 1.78 am tall, I am thin but athletic and without presuming think my member is normal for my size, but if my eggs are quite large. Sofia is 1.68 tall, hips measuring 115 centimeters, 36 support, and a fairly thick legs, which are part of delicious way when you use certain adjusted as skirts or jeans garments. I know those extra kilos you have, are just on the size of their huge, delicious buttocks. Despite having given birth to two children his belly is perfectly aligned but in fact, being a white woman if you have stretch marks, but they are not unpleasant. What’s more, I think it is the prototype of the woman she is voluptuous without being fat, exuberant and shapes that call attention to all but the bastard of my father whose love whores made my mother finished taking her annoyance. And it was only natural that this happened because my mother was the only man in her life was my dad, someone who was not distinguished precisely by their loyalty. So today I understand that Mom frigidity due to abuse and lack of understanding of a man like my father used to be handled among prostitutes, and whose attitudes had too affect an inexperienced woman like Sofia.

From those conversations I had difficulty sleeping. Elucubraba thousand fantasies, thinking of her, beside her, kissing, caressing and completely forgetting what united us. Sofia became my obsession, the only reason to be happy, to feel absolutely in love with her, her brown eyes of her brown hair, her delicate hands and madness of his body made my wish for. I think I changed too much since then as she noticed it and told me so. Strange that would be helping in the housework and offering to do anything just to be with him. To finish the mind harm me, she stayed at home with small shorts very light fabric that departed in the midst of her vulva and came slightly in the middle of your precious ass. He wore tops that let me see your beautiful belly with that deep navel he would soon suck up to me crazy. He wore sandals that were perfect for the beauty of its long, thin fingers with a divinely arranged feet and nails painted in various colors pearly. And that part of his body awoke in me, a fetish that brought me all complacency, especially when they return from their work, descalzaba and sitting on the couch came to massage since the height of her heels you tired a bit . One afternoon I asked him to let me give her massage, to which he did not refuse. I took some cream on my hands and proceeded to spread it for their plants, fingers and ankles, gently caressing them, and trying to hide the excitement that gave me the contact of her beautiful feet. That first time I checked like the touch of my hands was causing a sensation of pleasure he could not hide, because his breathing felt agitated. He was dressed in filmy fabric pajamas reaching to the knees, so I asked him to sit down on the couch completely, while the opposite corner from my work allegedly continued to desestresarla. I was rubbing her feet at least half an hour, and gradually went up my hands up her calves, and unavoidably to shrink his legs left before my eyes all the beauty of her thighs and underwear, for she proceeded to cover his intimacy with pajamas but discovering a little more her thighs, which stunned me, since the thickness thereof, and a slight cellulite on the inside of his legs were just too provocative for everything that was brewing in my mind to begin to see with all the lust and lack of modesty. These alleged attentions were repeated the following days in a conspiracy in which she enjoyed my caresses, while increasing the desire to have her with me, in that attitude in which the softness of his feet, the indescribable beauty of these and show her legs were once’d just look for any excuse to masturbate in his name. One afternoon not resist and seeing slightly numb, after wiping the cream from her feet, I approached my mouth, running my tongue gently on his instep and plants, sucking their fingers imperceptibly, whereupon Sofia writhing looked at me laughing and I said those caresses never had felt and to produce a very rare thing … I said nothing, and gently bit his fingers, saying that there was nothing wrong. He said nothing, but his embarrassment was evident, so we decided to terminate the massage.

From one moment to another he began to use certain nightwear that left little to my imagination. He wore pajamas transparent black and red fabric which allowed me to fully appreciate the size of their breasts and big nipples, as well as the size of their small interiors entering through his buttocks gave the freedom for these harmonically is mecieran when she walked. I know that in each of their attitudes was some flirtation or challenge, and I think that way chasing face me, or that I remove the nonsense about her, and I got used to it as my mother or to finish generate the climate of infinite curiosity which coexisted. For good or bad latter occurred and the temptation to be alone, to live in that dangerous intimacy talked higher. Helplessly I started looking for an ever closer contact, holding her by the slightest reason and wanting away any prevention on your part, I started playing with her hair, recharging despite his 65 kilos of delicious meat, and take the juice your bed in the mornings on weekends, when he went to his room, sat on her bed and stamped a kiss on her forehead stroking her hair and waking with honeyed phrases. He stroked her back slightly, putting my hands recreate all the beauty of your skin upholstered few moles that increased to the extent that sailed around her neck and her breasts. She pretending to be asleep began to move with a spoiled baby movements and pouting with her pretty mouth, I took hands, giving me good morning. It was inevitable that the rise of the bed in his pajamas observed covering bad and so went to the bathroom to brush back to bed to take its inevitable orange juice. I was fascinated to see his tousled hair, her breasts through her nightgown and bare thighs, collected without any prevention, while sometimes left exposed his delight not protected from view by their small inner sex.

I wanted to become a male who never had in that tender, attentive, thoughtful, that the consent and the girl made her feel she could never be. The proximity of our bodies became less innocent. Home I stopped wearing shorts and I stood only shorts that would allow sizing and feel on your skin the size of my penis. When he held her at the beginning prevented my legs come into contact with your body, but I decided that it was necessary to take the initiative and started hanging over his, holding her tightly, running my hands around her waist and bringing my lips to her neck whose proximity he produced an undeniable feeling that was expressed through the precious bristling hair on your arms. Just missing a pretext to end up loving each other as we do now.

He had not been a month when they reached the interior doors and contrary to what she thought, the left side telling the master of the work that would install when everything got and not piecemeal. That confirmed that both might be willing to spy on each other, and she knew I lived slope of its inputs into the shower to give me the spectacle of her ivory skin, stroking with soap and repressing unbearable desire we felt that was enloquecernos point. One Friday night I had to go to a faculty commitment. When I returned he was much changed and a lousy mood. He had worn a black bathing suit that completely covered, and at me, disgust in his eyes was evident. He asked if I wanted to eat something, then must be very hungry after being with all the whores of the faculty, and that it was just like my father. I could not believe what she was saying. Sophia was jealous, mad to think that another woman and she had not slept with me. I was dumb, and looking me straight in the eye I approached slowly. I took her hand and explained that if he had delayed me was because that very day, was the parting of the faculty and that despite all cited in a trendy nightclub, and the party presaged all the clutter The world, I preferred to go home since nothing made up for the joy of being at his side.

I held her decision; I wanted to melt into my body, while completely abandoning it began to sob asking forgiveness for being so jealous when I was not his only male child. He put his arms around me by my neck and imploring forgiveness and that such protection did not want to lose. Feel his breath so close, the scent of her hair still a little damp from the balm applied and completely trapped in my chest breasts, made me bring out all the accumulation of repressed emotions, feelings, love and unbearable desire . We were so; still, not wanting to turn our bodies into a hug that led to this new universe in which we sumiríamos forever. I began to kiss her forehead, murmuring that was the most beautiful woman in the world; the most tender and loving woman and that nothing and no one would be willing to leave her alone. I felt my lips quivered imperceptibly while perched on his closed eyelids, and my hands clung more strongly for their delicate detail. I took her face in my hands and I could not help gently laid my lips on hers. We looked intensely without either trying to avoid such contact until crazed opened my mouth and my tongue was slowly opening her lips, nibbling no resistance offered. I do not know how long we could be making out with that fragility that needed to be fully delivered, without speaking, for the spell was not cut. At one point he reacted and away from me, I look terrified. “By God, we’re doing? “Was all she managed to say as his mouth shut again with mine, and loading it took her to her room. Sofia began to moan like a child asking me to stop because I was too emotionally fragile and too confused; I was on the brink of madness to me. Wordlessly I lay in bed, I lay beside her, and I kept holding her, not gently, but letting my hands will dive across the expanse of pristine back to her hips, while my totally crazy member is He rubbed his legs so that his will was bowing by a male contact. She just muttered breathing heavily “no, no, no please, my life, this is not right my heaven, no, nooooo … what we are doing for God”; although his hands gripped my back carrying the opposite of what was left of his sanity and his prejudices.

No release I started down the pants of her panties, which wanted to avoid but given my strength could not stop it. I could feel for the first time the delicate skin of all its fire, the smoothness of her legs and buttocks huge and evil. I stroked her beautiful ass with brutality, but without hurting her, while excited increasingly closing their beautiful eyes which flowed delicious wiped tears with my lips. I stood with my left hand to tour the softness of her belly that one day I had and was now ready to enjoy again in the fullness of a different pleasure. Feeling your dermis burned me, left me completely crazy, so I loosened my pants and threw it aside … I continued kissing her and leaning back on top of her, opened her legs slowly to his soaked a diabolical joy and strange sex for her, experienced the harshness of mine. The groans of my princess was more and more intense each time. She opened her legs wide, to feel the whole volume of my cock strangled by the boxer, and about to enter her. I kissed her neck, licked her ears and without saying anything, rising a little, pulled her shirt and loosened her bra. The show of their challenging tits made me kiss tenderly, increasing my touch with my tongue and gently biting her nipples hard. I licked every centimeter of her breasts, up to his armpits which I thought was amazing, as she writhed like a bitch in heat. I lowered my tongue over her hips and pulled her panties with my teeth to her knees, returning to dive into the full extent of her labia, sucking, running my tongue all that vertex of lust that was now mine and who was willing to drink all the time in the world. I kissed her and suck with cruelty, like a man possessed, licking his lips and clitoris, running my tongue over the entire area of ??her legs, to the entrance of her precious anus; savoring every drop of its fluid flowed from his soul given to desire. The flavor and aroma of sex was the most powerful soothing never drank until my beautiful little woman broke down and burst into a delicious orgasm, sobbing like a freshly deflowered girl.

I knew at that time did not have my pleasure but to her, and that should continue until all doubts, fears and remorse fall behind before the greatness of our love and our most perverse passions. Verge of being possessed and having crossed the threshold of no return, Sofia gently dug her nails into my back, staring into my eyes, forcing me to confirm that at the time was not sleeping with me with no bitch faculty since one of those foxes had left a message on the answering machine of my house, offering to be with me at the party and announcing she was crazy for doing what I already knew her. My beautiful wife was jealous, and not exactly mother was jealous of her male rage to think that another might be with me, her imagination when she had left a long fly like me, dreaming of that moment. I laughed a lot of his jokes and knowing that the time was unique confessed that he was madly in love with her since they were living together. Who long ago he had stopped looking at her as my mother all the time and watched as the woman was delicious. He confessed then that since we came to that apartment had begun to feel the same, and lived mad with jealousy each than any of my friends called, and often chose not to give me the messages, in particular on two occasions he had an interesting party, and without my noticing, disconnected the phone to keep call home and into my room turned off my phone. Do not know what to say and just let out a hearty laugh.

I continued kissing placing aside, after spending my tongue down her neck, back, waist and hips where I stopped to nibble its infinite buttocks. Sofia was mad; moaning like a cat … I returned back to the indescribable feeling of sucking her vulva, which increased thick lips … I dedicated myself to lick every pore, every millimeter of skin on its common and delicious ass. I opened his right leg and put it over my shoulders, and opening her large buttocks explored the delight of his anus which eventually folds perfectly delineated me hallucinate. I introduced my tongue what more could trying to delay the opening of pleasure, licking everything it down because all their fluids, were what needed to live since then .. Willing to feel anything to which he was entitled, sex and kept licking her clit to make her feel not know how many orgasms more. My mother was multi orgasmic and can not explain the jerk as my father did not notice such as lewd female in your life. He is giving me back and he sucked his precious Cuquita I was putting my penis near her lips, to perceive as his tongue began to lick his head and one of his fits of madness chose to put everything in her mouth and eat it with a delicacy that I could resist emptying all the semen I could not hold and which to my surprise she drank delighted, wanting to extract every last drop. But that ejaculation did not dent my, and willing to conclude our sin I got her legs up to my face sucking and licking her beautiful feet, which introduced into my mouth as far as possible as he stood in the entrance of his vulva all that much he desired feeling in his gut. The early penetrated gently, then decisively, hard, as she gave a cry of pleasure and moans increased and the swaying of her hips … hugged me very hard and as strange began to whisper words of caliber, which increased my excitement and wanting my cock entered into his heart gave the strongest lunges as I could, until she began to moan more and more, bursting into the longest orgasm that I experienced in some women, while flooded her insides with semen which until then I could have repressed and kept in his honor. Sofia avoiding my eyes, a false vergü embarrassment and a moot modesty she clung to me, running his hands down my back, sighing like a lovesick teenager, and leaning on my chest was dozing in the nebula that now demonstrated that a new love, maybe shorter but this time the final had come into his life.

I stopped to contemplate so, naked, delivered, helpless, and crazed obsession of her buttocks, slowly I turned sideways to continue licking like a madman his delicious ass, getting my tongue as far as this reached me while she facilitating their legs opened my kisses. My cock was about to explode, so I took a little cream moisturizer on her dresser and lubricate your precious anus, whereupon she asked me anxious not to hurt him, fearing that this will hurt. I did not say anything;I hugged her and sideways and my smeared with cream penis began to walk him by the entrance to his ass, pulling my head up into and a bit long … Sofia began to get excited and taking my dick with one hand placed right in the entrance to his ass and began to lean against him, hoping to penetrate not feel the pain feared. It turns out my father on one of his drinking any night wanted to eat her from behind and virtually transgresses did much damage for which she refused to such a relationship. I understood the message I stood still as she gradually was leaning more and more against my penis until helplessly felt like this was invading his rectum cavity delicious. Sighing in every millimeter of the invading cock, he increased his movements until I was almost within her. She stood still waiting for me now I finished my work … to feel totally penetrated moaned in pain but asked me to continue, as it was being deflowered by me, but despite the pain the pleasure was more intense than anything in life . He took my hand and led her and rubbing her clitoris as the most expert whores, climaxed while I left within it a new discharge of semen.

Thereafter and without stopping to think or question anything, we have become husband and wife. I feel that I love more and more; I want it 24 hours a day, and even sleep together completely naked and make love at night, dawn, morning and when we have the chance to be alone, each new pairing is more intense and leads a state of pleasure which neither wants to descend. I love your body and your white skin is increasingly exposed to my eyes. As soon comes home almost naked waiting for me, or just those pajamas that cover nothing really stands. I can not wait to return after school and finish my duties, to expect that door open and to be able to embrace all the love and estamparle the most delicious kiss on his muzzle. Do not let showering when returning from work, until I have not tasted the delight of her sex and her sweaty ass and heated, their excitement with the unmistakable aroma of hormones and the delicious taste of their urine and fluids that stick to the crotch of her thong, which the relamo madly. I love to sniff and lick the sweat from his armpits, and forbade him to use deodorant because the taste of these bothered me and left a bad taste in the mouth. I love sitting position on the couch, take your beautiful feet in my hands, caressing the most perverted way, making them cherish my penis, until it die of laughter, excitement and nervousness. I adore, and I love everything about him; and I am pleased that it is happy with me, when we lie down in the evening to watch television or weekend disconnect our phones and we lie naked in our bed, to love others the world. We are absolutely happy and just being damn mother and son sometimes tarnishes our total bliss. Every day is more beautiful, and although it has gained a little, those kilos inexplicably deposited in her lovely hips, buttocks and legs. We feel that nothing and nobody can separate us and I have no eyes for her, and I know that despite all celarme, deep down knows that would not set my eyes on anyone but her. I love her with devotion and crazy and I know that both die just thinking that one day we were to leave us. To avoid disappointment we decided that we operate last year, as there is no day that does not make love without regard even her menstrual because period has confessed to me that is the day that most excited is and to be honest, suck in I love his term, the smell and taste of their blood streams down and excitement galore, mixed amid contortions and cries of pleasure.

I love everything about him, and I know many may think that this is any fantasy story, or simply the product of a sick mind. Total what counts is our happiness, and know that Sofia is the woman of my life, because she gave me that life, makes me think that only death could end this whole universe of lust, passion, love and incontinence. She in turn has been shown to be the most depraved whores just to make me happy, and my father never knew reach your heart and less to their sexuality. We discovered many things, we mulling thousands of fantasies and perhaps the craziest thing we do is be with another girl to see her making love. We have everything planned for our next vacation and Sofia is willing to do it with another woman and incidentally also allow the penetration but being with her. That’s my wife, the beautiful Sofia, which seem to grow back each day more challenging buttocks and tiptoe waiting for my cock. That’s my wife, my adored mistress; that awaits me every night with her legs to feel his male child exploring all orifices, posing my lips and my mouth for his merciless sex, her ass dream, flooding them with semen; who she loves to drink his semen on her face scrub and then argues that it is the ideal mask to prevent wrinkles. This is me; his male lover and her boyfriend, and the man who more than offset all the happiness he sacrificed his years with the jerk of my father. I am now willing to give everything in my power to devote body and soul to the apostate worship of all its beauty, her ivory skin and desire, of passion and tenderness, her mouth who knows take halter around the universe of pleasure to get lost in the delicious hell of caresses and cuddles. The master and never thought a man could love a woman; my wife, the beautiful Sofia, the biggest reason that I have to live.