I was the legal director of a multinational car company. Even though I earned very well, it goes without saying that my life was pure work. I left my house very early and returned after 11pm. As a result, I ended up separating from my husband and had relationship problems with my only son, João, a young man of 19. Even though we lived together, given my work schedule, we only saw each other at weekends and hardly ever talked.
Even though I was only 41, because of this excessive workload I almost had a stroke, ended up in hospital and was admitted for a few days. This situation made me think about a lot of things, and that’s when I decided to take a radical turn in my life. I quit my job and started organizing myself to open a law firm. I wanted to take control of my time and my life. As part of these changes, I tried to get closer to my son, who was almost a man and, given how little contact I had with him, almost a stranger to me.
Before resuming my working life, I decided to take a trip somewhere quiet and asked my son if he wanted to come with me. I chose a pousada on the coast in the south of the state of Bahia.
We took a plane to Poro Seguro and then I rented a car. It was almost four hours by car before we reached the place. For the first time, my son and I were together and had plenty of time to talk and get to know each other better. That’s when I discovered that he was very shy, had few friends and had never had a girlfriend. I was struck by how many things I didn’t know about him.
The hostel was a simple place, with a few chalets facing the beach. The place was practically deserted. Due to a miscommunication, the chalet we rented only had a double bed. I had no problem with my son and me sharing a bed. It had a bathroom, a small kitchen with a table and two chairs and a living room with a small straw sofa. On the very first day, I heard from the couple who looked after the chalets that there was a beach nearby where people practiced nudism. I was curious to have this experience of being naked in front of strangers. I invited my son to go, he refused, but I insisted and he ended up accepting. At the time, I had no idea that visiting this beach would change my relationship with him forever.
On the third day we went to this beach. The place was very discreet and difficult to access. We left the car at a stop almost 1km from the highway. There was a huge sign warning that it was a nudist beach and that visitors should obey the rules of the place. We picked up our things and walked along a path for about 20 minutes until we reached the place.
It was a small cove beach, very quiet. Right at the entrance there was a small wooden hut and next to it there was another sign saying: “Start of the naturist area. From this point on, nudity is compulsory”. We stood there not knowing what to do. At that moment, the door of the little hut opened and I saw a man, a woman and two children come out, completely naked. They greeted us and, seeing our bewildered looks, the woman said, smiling at me:
“Is this the first time you’ve been here?” I said yes. She smiled again and explained that we could use that tent to take off our clothes and then just choose a spot and enjoy the beach. That said, they left. My son and I looked at each other, now we knew what to do, but …. In my eagerness to make a radical change to my lifestyle, the idea of visiting a nudist beach was very attractive, because it was something different, to know what it feels like to be naked in front of strangers, but I hadn’t thought that I would be naked in front of my own son who, as I said before, I was only just getting to know. João was no longer a child, on the contrary, he was 19 and at that age when hormones burst out of his skin. I knew that! Even so, once we were there, I plucked up the courage and asked him to go into the tent to take off our clothes.
As soon as we entered, I felt nervous, so I turned my back to him and began to take off my clothes, starting with my T-shirt, concealing my nervousness as if it were the most natural thing on the planet. As I stripped, I became more and more nervous. Even with my back turned, I could feel his eyes searching the shapes of my body. It was strange because I myself was just as curious to see him naked, we just tried to be discreet. Finally, it was time to take off my last piece of clothing, the bottom of my bikini. I took a deep breath and pulled it down. As soon as I’d finished, I took my clothes and put them in a large bag I’d brought, then I took his clothes and did the same, all the while avoiding looking at him. When we were ready, I finally turned to face him, João was paralyzed with his eyes fixed on my breasts:
“What happened, is everything all right?” I asked him. Then I realized that his hands were covering his member. I started to laugh:
“What happened?” I insisted. I’d never seen him so embarrassed, his face was as red as a bell bell pepper. In a trembling voice he replied:
“I couldn’t help it.”
“Couldn’t help what?” I insisted, having no idea what had happened. I looked down and saw that he was still covering his member with both hands like someone hiding a treasure.
“No problem, let me see!” Then I pulled my hands away and saw that he had a huge erection. It was the first time I’d seen him like that, and I confess that his hard cock was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I smiled at him and tried to calm him down.
“It’s all right, let’s go for a walk on the beach and it’ll be over soon!” I asked him to get the mats and we left the tent.
As we walked, many questions arose in my mind: if it was just me and him in the hut, would that erection have happened because of me?
We settled down in the shade of a tree. We spread out our mats and João still had a hard-on.
“Why don’t you go for a swim to see if you can calm down!” Luckily, there were few people on the beach. João went for a swim and stayed there. I sat down on the mat and tried to forget what had happened.
As I said before, I was 41 on that trip. I’ve never been a gym-goer, I’ve always been slim. My breasts are medium-sized, like ripe avocados, with large, pink nipples that are a little off-center. I’ve never had a belly and my thighs are thick. Completely shaved. I kept thinking about the vision my son had of my body in that tent. I tried to think that an erection can happen for various reasons, but I couldn’t help thinking that it had happened because of me.
A few minutes later he returned.
“So, are you feeling better?” He smiled a little embarrassed and apologized. He was still very embarrassed. I took a thermos from where I had filled it with a caipirinha that I had prepared myself, took a sip and offered it to him. I knew we needed to relax somehow. After drinking almost half the bottle, I brought up the subject again in a very provocative and almost ironic way:
“Apologize for what? Just because you got a hard-on in front of your mother?” My intention was to make the situation ridiculous, so that we could laugh at ourselves.
“Yeah, I got a hard-on for you!” He replied, laughing.
“For me, son?” I insisted.
“É!” He answered directly. I felt a chill in my stomach and thought: “what the fuck, is my son really horny for me?” I remained silent simply because I didn’t know what to say. After a few minutes I insisted:
“Did you really get a hard-on just because you saw me naked?” Then he replied almost in protest:
“Ahhh mom … Look at you, look! You’re so hot, your body is beautiful … it’s cowardly having to see you like this!” Then he stood up:
“Where are you going?” I asked as he walked away
“For another swim!” When I saw that he couldn’t control his erection, just by talking to him he got hard again.
As I watched him walk away, I kept looking at his ass and the way he disguised his erection from a couple walking by. I don’t know how to explain it, whether it was the fact that I felt wanted, or the fact that you had also seen him standing right in front of me naked with his cock hard for me, or his confession that he felt horny for me …. all these events generated thoughts that went round and round in my head …. when I realized that I was also horny like I had rarely been in my life.
Although he was my son, João was young and strong, athletic, a little taller than me and from the conversation we’d had during the trip he probably hadn’t yet known the love of a woman. How could I not get excited knowing that I was the object of desire for someone like that?
We had planned to stay on the beach all day, but in the end it didn’t work out and we had to leave at lunchtime, because every time João came back to sit next to me, in a few minutes he already had to go back to the water, he couldn’t control the erections I was causing him.
On the way back to the chalet, I preferred to remain silent. I felt so strange, my feelings were contradictory. For that moment we had been sharing a bed for two nights, nothing had happened, but now everything was different. I knew that my son was horny for me, very horny. On top of that, he’d seen me naked, so how could I share a bed with him again? Canceling the trip wasn’t an option, because that could cause a rift between me and my son. I was looking for a middle way …. to find some sort of agreement. In any case, it was no longer possible to back down, he had seen me naked and had his dick hard for me, he would end up jerking off to the image he had had of my body. The option of having sex with him terrified me, I felt shivers just thinking about it. Even though it had been a long time since I’d had sex. Even though the whole situation had made me so horny, I felt that going to bed with him was definitely not an answer. My son was only a boy, and it was certain that he might not know how to interpret the consequences of such an act.
I concluded that the best option would be to persuade him to lose his lust for me, but if I had become aroused myself, how could I do that?
It was like being in a dead-end street.
We went into the chalet, I closed the door and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
I came out of the shower wrapped only in a towel, and as soon as João saw me come out he said he’d have a shower too. Meanwhile, as if looking for something to occupy my thoughts, I decided to tidy up the chalet. I felt so nervous. I went into the kitchen and started preparing some sandwiches for us. João appeared shortly afterwards wearing only a pair of shorts. At that moment I realized that I hadn’t dressed, I was still naked wrapped in a towel – was that by the way? I looked at him and saw that he had an obvious erection again. I started to laugh:
“It’s not possible, you’ve got a hard-on again!”
“I’m sorry, Mom, I can’t help it!” He replied a little calmer than the first time.
“But if you’re like that with me in a towel, what would happen if I took the towel off?” He laughed a little dirty and said:
“Are you going to take your towel off for me?” He said as he sat back in his chair with his eyes fixed on the shape of my body.
“Funny!” I finished setting the table, sat down and we began to eat in silence. While I ate, I tried to think of other things outside the plot, but I couldn’t. Seeing my son there without a shirt on, with his fresh skin … I don’t know… it moved me! My mind was reeling. Besides, there I was naked, just wrapped in a towel… in the end, we had already been naked in front of each other, it was as if we had opened a door that allowed us new access to an unknown path. I didn’t understand what I was feeling, why I was so excited and horny is something you can’t control.
We finished eating, I got up and started clearing the table. At that moment I really don’t know what came over me, whether it was pure impulse or a hidden desire for something to really happen, I said to my son:
“Okay …. We went nude this morning, I think we can do it again … How about we do it without clothes again?” João’s eyes widened and he immediately agreed. So I undid the knot holding my towel and put it on the chair where I was sitting, then immediately turned around and started washing the dishes.
“So, did you take your shorts off?
“Yes!” I looked back and saw him naked, sitting on the chair with his cock hard, this time I think I saw it throb. I continued washing the dishes pretending nothing was happening.
“And what are you doing now?” I asked without looking back.
“Looking at your ass, mom, all round and hard, it’s beautiful!” I couldn’t help but let out a nervous laugh.
“And what else are you looking at?”
“Your thighs, your back, your shoulders, and back to your ass ….” I finished washing the dishes and turned around to face him, leaning against the sink.
“And now …. What do you see?” This time he didn’t say anything, I just watched him swallow dry as his eyes traveled over every inch of my body. I insisted to him in a trembling voice:
“Do you like seeing me like this?” As if coming out of some kind of hypnotic state, he looked into my eyes and replied:
“YES, VERY much” Then he continued in a hoarse voice: “Your body is beautiful, you’re perfect!” After that he began to lightly caress his member using just the fingertips of one of his hands.
His compliments made my head spin. I watched him stroke himself for a few seconds, then said:
“Do you want to jerk off for me?” I asked, half laughing, not sure if at him or at myself for standing there naked against the sink facing him.
“I’d like to, do you mind?” I said as I held his hard cock and began to masturbate gently.
“No…” I replied, not believing that he was really going to do that. Then he began to move his hand slowly up and down. I had a mixture of emotional reactions as I watched him masturbate while looking at my naked body. No man had ever done anything like this for me. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, the way he was looking at me, the desire he felt for me, the way he was touching himself in front of me, I’d never actually seen a man jerk off.
“Do you want me to strike a pose?” I said, laughing, I don’t know if at the situation or at my nervousness.
“You don’t have to, but if you want to…” He replied without taking his eyes off my breasts. So I stretched my back and moved my shoulders from side to side, making my breasts jiggle in the air. This move pleased him very much, because soon afterwards he let out a loud, deep roar and an intense jet of semen flew over his body until it hit the kitchen wall behind him; a second roar and another squirt made the semen fall on his face, neck and chest …. still without taking his eyes off me he let out another long, more relaxed moan as his member spilled thick drops of semen that fell on his belly and ran between the fingers of his hand …..
I’d never seen a man cum like that, I’d never experienced anything like it. Without realizing it, I already had one of my hands between my legs and my fingers were playing with the abundant honey dripping from my sex.
I was so impressed that I simply spread my legs and started stroking myself in front of him. João stood there naked and sitting on the chair looking at me, with his still hard and honeyed cock being stroked by one of his hands. The orgasm came without warning and with total force … afff …. felt like a tsunami breaking down all the barriers that still existed in me. My body bent forward, I held on tightly to the side of the sink, the orgasm was short but so intense that I even forgot that my son was there watching me.
As soon as the orgasm passed, I opened my eyes and saw my son staring at me in amazement. It was hard to believe that I had done that in front of him, but at the same time I felt so relaxed. I brought my fingers wet with my fluids to my mouth, I liked the taste of myself. My legs were soft.
João then got up and came over to me and hugged me. I felt his skin rub against mine, his body was all wet with semen, but I didn’t care. When his wet member rubbed against my belly, I realized he was still hard.
I asked him to stop, but instead he started kissing my neck and shoulders, and then I felt one of his hands grip one of my breasts tightly. I’d just had an orgasm, there was no way I could put up any kind of barrier to what he was seeking in me. Then he put his other hand on my ass and pulled me against his body. I instinctively lifted one of my legs, I wanted to feel him inside me… João started to look for a way, but standing there he couldn’t find a way to penetrate me. So I asked him to sit on the chair, I sat on his thighs facing him, I took his hard member and accommodated it in me …. and let gravity and nature do the rest. I don’t know if it was because I’d just had an orgasm, but when I felt his member start to slide inside me, my whole body started to shake, it wasn’t an orgasm, but it was a wonderful feeling to know that it was my son who was inside me.
“MÃÃEEE …. AHHHH …. I’M CUMMING AGAIN!” João came as soon as he penetrated me, but I could still feel that his member remained hard. So I relaxed the muscles in my legs and made him penetrate me until everything was in …. Afff ….. It felt like he was opening me up. I held on tightly to his neck and the back of his head and began to roll over for him, moving my waist back and forth …. I couldn’t believe I was riding my son’s hard cock. I felt totally out of control. I felt a second orgasm growing inside me …. when João announced that he was going to come again my whole body began to tingle and I couldn’t take it, I couldn’t help it …. I exploded in a second orgasm along with him.
I can’t explain what I felt. It had been a long time since I’d had sex and the way he penetrated me hurt a little, but you know what it’s like …. I was so horny that I didn’t care at the time. Knowing that it was my son who was there, inside me, cumming for me, inside me, made me feel complete. After we’d finished cumming, I simply didn’t want him to come out of me. We stayed in each other’s arms for a few minutes, catching our breath.
When I finally stood up, a lot of his semen started running down the inside of my thighs. We showered together, dried off and simply didn’t get dressed, we went straight to bed. We started caressing each other and he fucked me again, this time with him on top of me. We spent the rest of the three-day trip fucking in every room of that small chalet. Never in my life had my pussy taken so much cock.
He was a virgin and every time he fucked me I taught him something new. João was a fast learner, and it didn’t take him long to start taking his own initiatives and choosing the position he wanted to fuck me in, our favorite position: when he put me on all fours for him.
When we finally returned, João left me all sore.
I hadn’t taken any preventative measures and it was by pure luck that I didn’t get pregnant. The journey back was strange, on the way there we were mother and son, now on the way back what exactly would we be? Would I be my son’s lover? Now that he had tasted my fruit, would he stop wanting me? I couldn’t say what the consequences of what had happened would be.
