Mom's Confession ⇐ Sex between blood relatives

[OedipusXXX]

.... That's interesting. Has anyone ever talked to their mother about “indecent” topics? Related to her past or present sex life? Does anyone know my mother’s desires and preferences, fantasies, dreams?...
n If not, then be sure to talk to your mom about these juicy topics. You will learn a sea of ​​mind-blowing stories. In which you, too, could or could take an active part. As, this happened to me in particular.
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For a long time I didn’t dare to talk to my dear one about the questions that worried me. We had no more secrets after the first sincere conversation. When I, as a sixth-grader, was stupefied and overwhelmed with hormones and spermotoxicosis mixed , dared to imprison my sleeping mother (!)... And it was from that time that our, in the opinion of the oppression, depraved life began.
Although, neither I nor my mother, in life (over the past 41 years), we have not shown to a single living soul outside the family our true relationship (of course, except for the closest ones - father and sister). Maybe someone guessed it, but it wasn’t said out loud. True, there were hints and provocative quirks, in the form of naive questions. On both of them, they were ignored or, on the contrary, a statement with quotation marks and a chuckle. Which stunned those asking and, as a rule, convinced them otherwise. That is, they’re all lies!.. That’s where such interviews ended.
And, now, talk to an experienced woman. Especially with MOM, on questions and topics of great interest, I wanted to, until my balls ached.
And, here, on our intimate anniversary (35 years), my next visit. After a joint bath and a two-hour, stormy act, we lay happy on the bed. And, with familiar, gentle touches, we caressed each other.
It would take a long time to describe what and how we did it. Confess like lovers after the first sex. And, to tell the truth, in my case, every intimacy with my mother is comparable to the first (!)
I asked my mother to tell me about her sexual adventures in her life....
You can believe it! ... During her stories, I repeatedly came involuntarily. These are stories, hundreds and thousands of them. But these are the stories of mom and I, as if I were present in them. And when I spoke about this possibility, my mother looked at me carefully and shook her head approvingly. Claiming that at one time or another, it would be awesome...
And apparently remembering some episode, she asked me to enter the hot, excited pussy (which I did immediately), and she , rapping, described in detail a sex scene from her youth, maturity, or how she would like her husband (father), now, to be alive and also, together with me, fuck her.... Mom, having tried double a couple of times, never didn't refuse. And she even asked herself, when I arrived, and my father was still on his feet, so that the two of us could fuck her. It turns out that she really liked the feeling of being completely busy. True, father, he couldn’t do it every day. There have been problems with potency for a long time. And the occupational disease, vibration, made itself felt. And yet, mom was at the peak of happiness when she refused two members. She joked that she wouldn’t refuse another couple. And, behind the joke, there was a real incident with her. And, somehow, I witnessed that incident. True, my mother recalled it with some reluctance. But, the eyes lit up and a bright blush appeared on the cheeks. Again, I brought this episode of her life to light. She looked long and carefully into my inquisitive eyes. She sighed heavily and turned on her side, tightly pressing my head to her gorgeous, still tight chest. That I pressed my nose into the large cherry of the engorged nipple. I did not fail to grab it with my lips and caressing it with my tongue, I sucked it, opening my mouth wide. Mom let out a long, anguished sigh.
- Oh, I... And I didn’t think that anyone could see... It was winter... Oh, you’re... You’re from where , Tama got it?...
I, looking up from my chest, muttered.
- Well, we rode down the mountain with the guys... I was carried out onto the stacks... I would have... Maybe I wouldn’t have seen it, but the blowing snow collapsed... Only then I saw that the men from my father’s brigade... They seemed to be drunk, they were matzing some woman. I didn’t immediately understand that it was you... It was later, when you looked up and started swearing... Got it!... I barely got out of the snowdrift. It’s good that I didn’t break my skis... I ran to the overpass, and to the brigade hut... And there... Fucked up!... Dad, no good... He sleeps on the floor, under the table.... And in the foreman’s room, Comrade Masha, on the table... Two Moldovans are frying... I wanted to wake up my father, but one, Nikola, I think... You may remember... The dead one with the goat's beard... He kicked me out and closed the door on a hook ... Then I broke the window... I broke it with my ski... I wanted to wake up the folder.... Yes, whatever....
Mom laughed silently. Only my chest was shaking. She covered her mouth with her palm and listened.
-... Well, I’m off to the stacks... You, Tama... Well, I saw... You were sitting on top of Valik, and this one... Seems like Maxim is a Georgian or an Armenian... He was a big guy... Do you remember?... Well, he was behind... He leaned on you and... He twitched for probably ten minutes, and you groaned. Then she moaned loudly and fell silent.... Maksum stood up, and in his place, Egor... That...small.... Quickly, quickly began to push and curse at Maksum, which crushed something there... I went nuts... Maksum, Egor, also threw himself on you, and he sat down and also began to swing..... Only, Mitka... From the village... He looked around and... In my opinion, he was jerking off. .. He saw me, said something and began to crawl out from under the stack... To me... I ran away...
Mom listened, smiled and stroked my stubbled face.
- Yes-ah, son... Although I barely remember that day... Ah, I remember... Then, this Maksum... I almost tore my pussy... These are... What Egorka, Mitka... Yes, and Valka, too, out of nowhere... But Maksum stuck it in, so I kind of... Floated away into a swoon. Mmmm.... He probably has the same gelding as you in a minute.... Toko, in short... And the fat one... Oh-oh!... N-yeah... If only in a minute. .. Yes, with you.... Oh-oh!...
Mom looked at me mysteriously and lowered her hand, tightly grasping the oozing ass...
- Perhaps.. I'm ready to die... If only I could try... E-Ehhhh! - she sighed long. With some kind of anguish... Apparently, a surging memory began to bubble up in her and she leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. Not as usual.... Her tongue was walking in my mouth. Wrapped around my tongue, tickled under my tongue. With her teeth, she bit lightly. This kiss was remembered for its fury and heat.
In the kiss, it was no longer a mother(!)... It was a lioness woman... Thirsty for lust... Enormous, uncontrollable sex... Her shuddering body was ready for any debauchery and perversion.... And, she simply, looking away from my mouth, closing her eyes, said in a whisper.
-... Fuck me.... Son. ...Fuck... So that you can get enough of everything....
And, throwing your leg over me, directing with your hand, my petrified dick, into your leaking vagina.... With a blissful moan and some kind of brightness , penetrated... All the way... Right up to the balls.... She froze.
I felt how strongly, in waves, like a boa constrictor, it was tightening the vagina, the shaft, the trembling penis... I felt like her uterus slid along the entire length and seemed to kiss him..... I felt how my head hit the very bottom, and my mother tried to pull me even harder, while biting her beautiful lips, with her head bowed...
Mom, with unprecedented tirelessness, began to fuck me... Yes, yes !... Exactly, she me!... After a few pumps to the full depth and length of the dick, she began to shake and my mother came convulsively. A minute later, with every thrust, she moaned and shuddered. Trembling, and then wild spasms and convulsions, as if in an epileptic fit, took over her entire body... Mom howled... Growled... She tightly grabbed my sides with strong thighs, leaned back and... From her urethra, the most powerful like a fountain, a stream burst out.... Flooding my stomach, chest, face.....
Spicy, sourish-sweet, with a slight bitterness, translucent liquid, got into my mouth, nose, eyes, hair ... Mom hasn’t squirted so much for a very long time... Mom was sick, in the literal sense. And with each friction, more and more jets burst out of her....
I don’t know how long this lasted. Honestly I do not know. Only I, apparently in a state of wildest excitement, also powerfully poured myself inside my mother. And after another minute, again... My balls began to ache... Then, devastation set in... A bliss of satisfaction spread through my body... I really wanted to sleep...
I woke up with a buzzing sound head and it was hard to breathe... It was my mother lying on me. And her weight is over a hundred... She pressed me tightly to the bed, while she slept peacefully... I smiled and was afraid to move in order to give my relatives a break... I know her... We are relatives. And, as it may seem strange... Both are insatiable in sex... Moreover, mom... On me... And I... Even in her... And this is the greatest sweetness for the body... And there are still two whole days ahead... And, there is still a whole life ahead...

[OedipusXXX]

I didn’t talk to my mom about this. Well, my mother’s friend, in an intimate setting, told me a lot of interesting things. Who broke my mother's virginity and when? And where there is no hymen.

[Deviations Sexual]

I was 15 years old then. My mother and I were on holiday in Turkey. Let's introduce you to the Azerbaijani living there. He suggested relaxing on his friend's yacht. The yacht is not like that of the aligarchs, but not small. The friend turned out to be a black man, cheerful, and doesn’t speak much Russian. The black man did not hesitate to look after his mother, offered to sunbathe on the stern, and rubbed her with suntan lotion. He treated me to drinks. And the Azerbaijani, Rustam, began to show me the yacht. While examining the cabins in the hold, I heard my mother scream. I wanted to go out on deck, but Rustam detained me. He asked not to interfere, that everything was fine there. That Khalid has a big penis and it hurts women in the butt. Mom screamed for about five minutes. Then Khalid went down into the hold, and Rustam went up to the deck.

[A soldier]

After the army, I was able to have sex with my mother. At night, I fucked her for several hours, which I will never forget

[A soldier]

In Estonian

[viktor]

OedipusХХХ, it’s better to tear up your mother yourself, and not put him under someone else

[sexmarina80]

Mmmmm......did you hear how your mother was raped? Was the Negro happy when he came down to you? And how did my mother scream when the Azerbaijani fucked her?
Did they fuck her widow’s bow? Were there any other meetings?
How did mom behave? Was she pleased?

[Heterogamy]

It's good to fuck with mom.

[Married]

mom's

[Stein]

I often touch my mom's pussy