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CONCESIONARIO FAMILIAR - PARTE 2 (Relatos Eróticos)

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Take your imagination to another level of hot stories. Today we present family dealership. Part two. Don' t forget to subscribe so you don' t miss any of the stories. It wasn' t such a quiet night. A couple of times I had jumped into bed because of the pits and whining almost screams from my sister. None of those times had woken up, but his tears were sliding down his face and emitting a dimmed pits into a ball.

I didn' t want to talk to you about what I could tell you at the time to temper what I was thinking, feeling, and undoubtedly, suffering. The only thing he' s trying to do was to wrap his shoulders around him with my arm and make him rest his head on my chest. I woke up about nine in the morning and remained the same, but his dream was more quiet and quiet. I moved cautiously trying not to wake her up and willing to have breakfast. I was starving and remembered that

the food purchased the night before was still in the seat. Ass of my car, I went to the bathroom and then I started making coffee and toast, along with some cheese and ham fetas, with which I put together some kind of rolls. Diana' s voice calling me made me look out and impress me again with her deformed face. She had bare boobs that she didn ' t even worry about covering and told me she' d try to go

to the bathroom, but she was very hungry. He had a hard time getting out of bed, and though he was trying hard enough, he moved on his own. However, his face was already someone else I made him breakfast and waited for him to come out of the bathroom eventually. I went to knock on her door because she was late and I heard her sobbing.

I walked in and saw her naked and sitting on the toilet. I had my hands on my face and when I saw his crying, he manifested himself with more momentum I had already decided to leave him because I wanted to have sex in a threesome and had asked for money that I could not ask Dad. That night I met him to talk and try to make him understand, but he had other plans. He told me this half- deep in tears and mucus. I helped her get up, dressed her in a huge robe

of mine. I walked her to the chair by the kitchen table and told her not to tell me that for better or worse, the cards were already played, you killed them. He asked me with a certain fear, so I understand you weren' t so faint and I don' t know, but I' m sure I broke arms and legs and died or not. I got into a huge dance that I have to look for from Safar now. I remember seeing you come in like a trumpet and they threw me over

you later. I don' t know anything else, but if we' re here, I don' t want you to have any trouble because of the shit I gave myself by trusting that guy and wanting to do what I wanted to do. What you have to do is close your ass and try to recover, if you say anything and without anyone seeing you if they make a complaint. I lose to the championship because I went out of pot with

them or I went over mambo. Legally, I should have filed the complaint so that the police would come in and stop them, that I did justice by my hand. You understand why you have to keep your voice shut. Yeah, but Diana, motherfucking Diana, have breakfast and stop talking bullshit. I yelled at her harshly. Yes, yes, excuse me, Ramiro, excuse me. I prayed with my hands together as if I were praying with apologies. We didn' t fix shit where you left off. The car

' s parked about a hundred yards from his house. In such a place, in my jins must be my key, but I don' t have the clothes. Then I noticed I brought everything sit down and eat something. I' m gonna go get the car and buy everything we need. Come to the idea that we have to disappear for a while the two of you until you can be looked at without anyone being horrified, and I until I see that there is no longer danger of possible arrests. You think we'

re going to the House of Brazil. I do everything you say by squeezing that no one gets horrified. He fell like a kick in the ovaries. I still don' t understand shit. Any cop who sees your face is going to ask for explanations of those blows and the first one who' s going to catch the eyelashes is me to find out what it was like and

who' s going to get the most at the airport. I thought we ' d go to Delta Island, take Dad' s boat out of the pier, and go to the little night how we do with Mom and Dad. Dad can be told that you had a fight with your boyfriend, that you broke up with him and you want to stay away from friends and from those who think that you asked me to help you and I agreed because I was also going on vacation. I don' t think I' ll ask anything else and with Mom I don' t know with her it' s

going to be a problem. We can tell everything and ask her to shut her mouth Look at Diana. I' m going to be honest with each other with a voice that doesn' t mean anything, and I can expect any bullshit from her from telling Dad the truth or drooling around with her friends or trying to figure out what happened to the guys with her in between I see myself in six- for- five- year minimum jail. He talked to her and looked at her in the semi- open robe that let a

boob out. I was crossed by all the calentures I had in my pendejo and willingly. I would have hit my little sister with an ordago, but I also had the submissive attitude that I had had when she saw me angry and the one that she kept up with me when she took her own faults, and I decided to take advantage of it. As she finished her breakfast, I sat on other chairs and took my head with my hands, I looked at an indefinite point on the wall. She noticed this after a while.

He couldn' t stand it and asked me what was wrong with me. You really ask me what' s wrong with me. I was getting ready to go spend a few days in Brazil. There' s a couple of veterans who were gonna come spend one night with me and now straw and wheat. I can' t walk freely on the street and if I do, it' s with a logical fear, so I can fall on it. You think it' s fucked up to spend a few years in gray. You can imagine how happy prisoners can get with my ass. More.

I have to cure you by caressing your whole body, because you can' t move your eyelashes without something hurting you. I assure you, it' s not easy. You' re carrying me a cross that I didn' t expect and like the strawberry of dessert, waiting for mom to put the cry in the sky and shit my life with her idiotic I don' t know what to do to make you better. You saved me from not knowing what else could happen and I' m willing to do whatever you want.

You can' t imagine how bad I feel, it narrowed down with my eyes full of tears and what you' re going to do. Even if you put your ass in pomp or become my slave, you couldn' t settle for it. You and Mom, with your attitude of knowing them all and doing what you sing to them, are going to end up screwing up my life. Don' t call me that, you make me feel like shit. Yeah, sure, I can imagine, but it wasn' t you who had to go to my aid while they grabbed me everywhere and shit

me for making me cute and the know- it- all. I hope Dad doesn' t find out because he' s going to have an attack on something and I' m going to have to take that blame, too. He started crying eagerly, accepting everything he said and feeling really bad. So, on the other hand, I felt a perverse satisfaction with my words of what if I was convinced, was that if I did things right, pressing some screw in my plan, my sister' s little body would definitely

be my property. I left her sitting there and went to get the keys to her car that, as she said, were in her jins I took them out and showed them to her and I said I' d go get her car and buy some things we needed. I rescued the car without inconvenience.

If I parked him in one of the empty garages in the building next to me, he would climb up in the elevator and vibrate my phone I knew that he was my mother and it was still another problem that appeared and the only way to solve it was to proceed with hardness and true self. Hi, Ramiro, how' s your sister? Tell her to come home urgently. Your father asked about her and I' m not gonna lie to him Hi, Mom, good morning. Sometimes it does not cost anything to

show a little education. Diana can' t go to the house and we ' re going to the Delta Island together for a few days. That can ' t be from any point of view. Your dad' s got to take a look Well, hey, Mom, I' ll say good morning again. As you' ll notice, I' m trying to be polite, but I don' t give a shit what Dad says, let alone what you say. She has to spend a few days alone because she fought

with the groom and I' m going to accompany her. Lo. You understand that, or I have to write it down and fucking greet me when you talk to me. Well, it' s okay. Good morning, son, as it is that you fought with the groom and you can' t come to his house. She lives here and I' m not going to let her keep doing what your father' s ovaries are singing. He doesn' t like who he' s learned to be so inconsistent and stupid. This is probably what Dad would tell you for allowing Diana so many things,

dedicating yourself to your friends and your image. Not at all, this is something I can' t explain to you on the phone. It' s very complicated. If you want to know how to lift the ass of the restroom put on some clothes bring some clothes from her so you can be

on the island and come by home. Here I will explain you better, but until later I waited for you I realized that I used with her the same ways my father used and although I didn' t even own the coins that kept her, I trusted that I would bend my head as I did with him. When I walked into the lf Diana was sitting on the couch watching TV. He still had his eyes in tears and told me that he was getting hurt and the blows were burning. I got him a glass of

water and one of the most potent painkillers I' d ever bought. Besides, I asked her if she would encourage herself to put on the cream. I can' t ramiro. You have to help me as soon as I can move I told her to give me time to keep the food she bought and told her that she had already left her car parked next to mine. After leaving things in the kitchen, I lifted her up in my arms and

she grabbed my neck so I could take her to bed. I noticed that she looked at me in the face with some admiration and when I looked at her under her eyes, I imagined that she didn' t feel at all right with the face she exposed at the time. For the worse, in addition to the almost black swellings, the bruises spread taking on a dark green

color, which made the picture more horrible. The cream worked, the nasal septum was not broken and the eyebrow cut, despite being covered with a dressing, was well closed by the medicinal droplet with the arms, legs, torso and back. It seemed to be happening the same in some parts. It was swollen, but black was visible in everything and also that horrible green color of the expanding hematoma. Frustrated ones left a horrible mark on your skin,

but the worst was given by what was going on under the dermis. The flesh was torn, internal bleeding formed an edema and then began to expand around it, forming a dark green color mixed with violet. It wasn' t nice verridian. I had those stains to distribute and spread over almost the entire body. Part of the lower lip was the same. He had it quite swollen and although he understood it, it was hard for him to speak for the swelling. That' s what I knew he' d been provoked.

I gave him the wrong way with my hand, but he didn' t cause me any remorse. Pretty cheap had it out. It would only take him time to normalize, although the biggest problem was the underlying one. Psychically, it wasn' t right and that would cost you to draw it. I helped her take off her robe and, before settling her in bed, I saw her with the daylight of the noon lighting. The window with sky background seemed to frame it as the body had my daughter still with all the

marks. Their shapes were spectacular, standing, firm and hard. I tried to get all that out of my head and started applying the ointment from my thighs. She complained as she passed the palm of my hands expanding the cream from her knees and watched her close her eyes. When he went up to the crotch like this, he opened his legs a little so that he could use his fingers inside his thighs, but I didn' t touch him.

The vagina wasn' t logical there I didn' t have blows, although it was pretty wet or fast that place and I devoted myself to the belly. The skin absorbed the ointment and I got closer to her tits. He couldn' t stand the moaning. When I passed my hands under the two breasts crowned by the hardened and protruding nipple, I held them with both hands. Then I put more cream on both of them, and I whipped them delicately. They got really hard on her, and I saw her bite her

lips. Although I forced myself to go on and I got slowly up to my neck. I had never given such softer caresses more cream and packed her whole face, gently massaged her in blows and marks, almost ninety percent of her face. I ended up with this and when I was about to turn her in bed so I could put ointment on her back, glutes and legs, the electric doorman sounded insistently. Diana was startled, but she didn' t stop looking at the lump I had in my crotch and to tell the

truth, nor did I worry about hiding it. I went to attend convinced that I knew who I was I came to look for her. I heard Diana say to my mother I didn' t answer her, I just opened her up and waited for her in front of the locked door. I see you didn' t bring what I asked. I told him as soon as he came in, he didn' t have any bags. Where is it that I don' t come to fuck my life with running away from fighting

with the boyfriend? He' s right in the end. Your father, I let her do what she wants and then she brings trouble to everyone, even you, because you had to put up with her first to talk to her father and have him give her permission. He expressed his voice. You can do me a favor and calm down. She' s not in a position to get out of here. You were right about the fact that they wanted to rape her there What a stupid thing you' re telling me.

All that' s missing is for you to tell me she' s a poor Santa Mojigata, tell her to come or I' ll get her. When I saw her intransigence, I took her by the neck with one hand and could even swear that I separated her feet from the ground. Listen up, you piece of biological mother, you piece of shit, get off the horse a little bit and pay attention. Your daughter and yourself got me into

a tremendous brew without eating or drinking it. I' ve got a problem on me that can cost me too much if you keep up with that stance. I' m calling Dad. I can go to jail, but you ' re gonna regret it for life because of your disgusting attitudes. I' m sure I could feel a bit too much of a fuss, she would open her eyes and her mouth totally surprised by my reaction and I would touch her neck when I let go of her what happened. Ramiro tell me my

sky. Tell me what happened. He asked completely changing the modes and aggressive attitude close to hysteria. The message got you to send her before she got the phone off a table. I was able to locate her by chance, and I found her when she was raped and punished. I think in the whole mess I gave in to the two guys, the little boyfriend and another one were very bad when I took her and I didn' t give up for God how she is, where she is. I' m gonna fucking

wait for something. I took it with strength from my arm when I imagined going to the room. You have to understand that for your sake, for hers and mine, because it was you who put me in the quilombo with the request for help and your passivity, you' re going to have to close your ass. With this, neither dad nor anyone can find out about anything Get the fuck up your ass for once Think about your kids and the one who' s waiting for you with dad if he finds out anything.

Diana' s in my bed I was doing her cures. When you arrived, she shot herself into the room covering her mouth with her hand. He stared at her from the door of my room, crying horrifiedly and drowning with his hands a cry that threatened to be dramatic. Then she approached the bed and hesitated to hug her because Diana waved her hand to prevent her from getting thrown at her. Obviously, after the show it was a concert of screams, kisses and careful hugs. I let her cry and asked her to pass

the ointment all over the body after him. I understood that they would talk calmly. I went to eat something in the kitchen. I was just eating when my mother came back to talk to me. This can' t be. You have to report them and go to jail for life. Your father can' t be on the sidelines of this. Look how your sister is, the poor one is disfigured. When Dad ever treated you like an idiot,

I got angry, but I must admit he was always right. You still don' t understand that if you open your mouth, your son goes to jail, that your daughter will pass the shame of the world, that you will have to take care of all the guilt that my father will blame you and rightly, besides, that you will stay with one hand behind and another forward, because there will be no money to pay for those two guys. It' s just that these guys can' t get away with socynic

blind and deaf. What did you get when I told you it didn' t ring? He knew if he had killed them, they were lying there with their arms and legs broken and their faces beaten. You know you should ' ve been in Diana' s place so you' d feel like being tortured and broken your ass with gymnastics holding your ass. Maybe that' s how you could understand what you' re saying. Don' t fuck around with me, you asshole He yelled at me and took off again I jumped

in the chair and took her by the wayside. I twisted them and caused her pain by putting myself face- to- face with her, she decides what you want. But if you don' t do what I say, I' m not your son anymore and before I kick you out of my house. I' m gonna blow you up and make you feel what Diana felt. Take your clothes off,' cause I' m gonna break your

ass. Then you' ll be able to speak with knowledge. I had a brawl that was exploding, but it was something that I wasn' t going to do that way, or if I never could figure it out, because my mother changed completely. Their factions went from anger to total terror close to panic. I had made strength by pulling her by the hair to kneel and with her face near my crotch she spoke to me with a hurtful voice and as of Nena if son, yes, she took everything out of me

and do what you want with me. But please don' t hit me or mistreat me and I promise you I' ll do everything you tell me. Please, please, what do you want me to do as I get, I' m dying. I' m dying if you hit me. I almost had a heart attack just when the target line takes me if you want, but don' t hit me like her. The change was radical and decidedly terrified. My erection was instantaneous and he seemed to want to break his pants. I got her out of her hair, turned her around to

turn her back on me. I took his neck with one hand, supported his lump on his buttocks and squeezed a nipple, making his nipples eject hard. You piece of bitch. You like to get hit before you get fucked, Dad fucks you like that or you have someone else who does. I asked him, noticing he wasn' t moving and letting him do it at will. Your father doesn' t fuck me anymore and he never hit me.

Besides, I don' t have anyone. It was your grandfather who always punished me with a stick before he fucked me without caring about my screams. When he died, I had a hatred before your father who did the same thing to me and the only way to stop the punishments was by letting me fuck I was shocked, but I had to follow the farce. I don' t care if you' re my mom. Not now, but I' ll fuck you whenever I want and you won' t do anything

without me feeling the same. You have to have a punishment for taking me against you. I dragged her by the hair to the couch and sat down listening to her saying please, son, please, I didn' t give her five of a ball. I crossed it over my thighs and had its desired buttocks available to the palm of my hand. I understood that I should not show weakness or doubt and downloaded my palm, first in one and then in another. Nalga is still covered by the skirt of the summer dress.

I don' t know how many squeals they were, but she was making them wantlessly and she was accusing pain without showing any evidence of it. It

was clear that he was biting so he wouldn' t scream. No more son, no more take me, since if you want to beg with a hurtful voice I understood that the poor woman dragged her own mambos and that what I understood as pride, hypocrisy and supposed security, hid a whole past of humiliations, vexations and a huge pile of insecurities that I brought to light because of my angry reactions and for all the circumstance that had arisen with my sister.

Anyway, I didn' t have very developed sadistic beta, but she wouldn' t have to know. Take this as a sample of what I can do to you. If you refuse anything that I ask of you, I want you to enjoy yourself and to feel great pleasure without putting on mother - and- son bullshit. I have nothing to lose and if you don ' t agree, you' ll know me in my worst facet. You want me to be your lover without there being any need to hit me because of what questions you like. I don' t hate them with all my

soul. It decomposes me even from seeing him in someone else. But without buts mom, one way or another, I' ll have you in position. I chose the one you prefer. If I have to choose, I want you to make me feel like a real woman. All right, you ' ll get what you want, but no impediments, no nonsense. I decide I' ll be all yours, but what do I do if your father wants there? I don' t have any stories. I met him,

though you' ll never feel what I' ll give you. You want us to do something now, not now, although I already noticed that you' re all wet I told her by caressing her lips over the bretina she had on and it was like she was pulling a button. She started to tremble, she had contractions hanging out so she wouldn' t scream and right away. I noticed my Wet hand never happened to me like that.

Let me go to the bathroom and then tell me what you want to do with your sister I saw her hurry to the bathroom and I knew that today a good straw would fall in honor of my mother' s back. Imagination to make me any kind of movie left to discover that hidden facet of my mother' s personality. It didn' t hurt. On the contrary, I was going to take advantage of it to take away all the calentures accumulated since my teenage years. But now I' d be urged to think about

what I should do with my sister' s subject. Graciela, my mother came back with a different smile, stood behind me and caressed me by putting her two hands on it. I' ve never had that kind of show of affection, and that made me good. I feel in the air and with new expectations you. Let me take care of your father, which is what you want me to bring in for Diana to take to the island. My idea is that a couple of muds and swimsuits, a sweater, a

jacket slippers, a jins, your hygiene stuff. You should ask her now she' s asleep. I' ll take care of putting what I need in a bag and bring it in tomorrow morning. I saw you buy ointment, a strong painkiller, and an intimate gelantiseptic. She doesn' t think she needs to, but you' re gonna grab some heat, terrible shame not being there. It' s just three applications and I' m getting used to calentures. You just made me put on your orgasm. You let

me fix that problem for you. Diana must be beat by the painkiller, and I feel like I thought they were forgotten. It could be like shit. I was going to say no, though I stretched the bet a little bit longer. I' d like a blowjob and I don' t like chicks and licks. I understand I' ll try even though I' d almost forgotten about that. Hahaha, I noticed her completely different and she told

me that by squatting to lower my pants. Son of God you have here expressed when helped by me, he brought my cock out into the light. It' s all yours you get. I told him to run the chair so that it would be in the gap between the table and my legs and I' m sure I' ll be left with it, but I' ve got the fast- paced morbidness and I' ve never felt so excited. He said before taking it with his two hands and taking the glans into

his mouth that he lacked practice. It was evident, and although he embarrassed himself trying to make me enjoy himself, he could not get three- quarters of the ram and endured a couple of arcades, but delighted me with a series of groans of different tones, with his gaze full of desires. When he twisted his face, with my dick in his mouth and with two orgasms

that he sought. She herself moved her fingers, began to despair when she realized that she couldn' t make me end up like this and her gaze was of supplication when she pulled it out of her mouth and told me to put it in my face, son, make me feel even though it hurts me I need you, there would be no straw thinking about my mother and I took her armpits to make her sit in front of me. It took him a long time to get his dress up and to get his underwear out.

She herself directed the glans to her soaked orifice and sat on camera. Slowly I fashioned her tits through the t- shirt and her face was a show of gestures, pleasure, pain, doubt, resolution and infinity. I enjoyed a long sigh of satisfaction when he leaned his buttocks on my Musles waits a little ramiro, hurts everything and I feel full of meat. He narrowed down by mixing the satisfied smile with small gestures of pain. I waited for her. I didn' t move until she started moving on her own.

Tenuous cough that was speeding up thanks to the pleasure that was growing.“ I will not be able to hold on, son, I will stain all your pants,” he said moving more and soon to express himself with his orgasm. I didn' t answer. I was also overtaken by the fuck my mom was giving me or by the fuck she herself was taking with my

cock. The case where I took a hand to his buttocks. I passed it under the elastic of his bombachita and one finger was lost in his closed ass, while with the other hand he pulled his hair and settled his face so that he could eat his mouth the most just impossible. My mouth in his mouth keeping his head tight avoided the cry that would alert the entire building. My mother got carried away by an orgasm that made her tremble and contract

without being able to control herself. Indeed, the squirting was not surprising, but I was not interested in avoiding it, even if I got a pine leg with the pants included, it was soaked and my dick was imprisoned between the narrow walls of the place where life came from. She still trembled when she began to cry and I dried her tears with kisses and caresses from my fingers. It' s okay, Mom, it' s okay. We got carried away. I said feeling a little guilty. After all, it

wasn' t that normal. No son, I don' t cry about what happened. I loved this and I want to give you everything. They ' re other things that don' t come to the point. You haven ' t finished yet, and I' ve put everything on you. He said when he realized I was still moving. It' s okay, it doesn' t matter, I answered, although I did care. Let me, let me express and back to his back. It didn' t cost him as much anymore, and as I was more than ready, it didn

' t take long to fill his mouth with milk. My finish was pretty copious and swallowed everything without wasting anything. Then she went on with her tongue to clean any footprints seemed stuck with this and I had to stop her asking her to get up. It shone. I' m sure that when he got his face on he was shining from what he had lived and I felt almost in the air with one of my fantasies fulfilled for more, knowing that I could perfect it, he fixed his clothes and standing in front of me

asked where I had other pants so that I could change. Don' t get into Mom right now, Graciela, I' m taking care of Change I' m interested in you being clear about what you have to say to Dad and keep your mouth shut. Stay calm, Ramiro. As far as I' m concerned, Diana wanted to be alone. He asked you to accompany her and they will be in Brazil or on the coast for a few days already they will call me to warn in this there are no friends or confidants anymore. I have a lot to lose. It' s clear to

you, very clear. We all have to lose and I don' t have any friends. They' re just wives or lovers of your father' s acquaintances. I never had any more contact with them than merely insubstantial. I admit I was surprised by that, but I didn' t think it was good. I' m gonna take a shower and make my sister something to eat. I' m sure he' ll want to eat the walls when he wakes up. Wait a second. First I' ll wash myself and then I' ll get things ready. I' ll catch up with

you tomorrow. She said good- bye with a little bit of a drag after getting a little groomed and decidedly the one that came out wasn' t the same woman who had come in like this a couple of hours ago, I got under the shower water and I kept thinking about how she had rushed. Everything was very clear that one proposes and the circumstances provide. My life was changing. The plans were altered, but so far everything painted well and

except for some setbacks, they seemed to improve. I changed into just a ring and a t- shirt, watching that Diana was still in her limbo and I went to make her something to eat later. I took her a tray and woke her up gently trying not to startle her opened her eyes and asked me what had happened to Mom. I told her that I had convinced her and that she would prepare everything we had to carry. You don' t know how she was. I was afraid to see her like this,

she seemed to have been the one who had been beaten. I tartamuded, I cried, I trembled, and when my ointment passed through my back, I feared that he would faint. It must be because no one is ready to see a beaten son the way he saw you in voice. If her pnia answered her and she didn' t add any more, I wanted her to sit down and complained that her back and buttocks hurt a lot, but she wanted to go to the bathroom first. I helped her get out of

bed and she asked me to try to walk alone. He agreed to this and it cost him, but still complaining, he left for the bathroom. I was going through the moments when the blows hurt more than when the muscles contracted by the blows themselves are received and the tensions suffered tend to normalize. And that' s even more painful. Constant and time- consuming. I saw her move to the bedroom bathroom door and I stared at her algaeless thighs

painted in green black and violet tones. I found them striking, exciting and tempting. It made me laugh because I thought a leprechaun of incest had been installed in my head and I would struggle with his to try to get those meats. We would see what happened in those days of river sun and supposed serenity. So much for today' s chapter until the next one.

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