I am a mother and a brother.

Good afternoon, everyone. I decided to tell a story that happened very recently. I'm 22 years old, my mom is 42. We live in a 2-room Khrushchyovka apartment, the three of us. My brother also lives here, he's 24. Mom constantly changes clothes in front of us, and then complains that she supposedly has nowhere to change. And she has something to look at. A slim figure, short stature, size 3 breasts that you just want to touch. She didn't bring men home, but she often stayed out late "at work."

Every time I felt embarrassed when she changed in front of me and turned away (she asked for it herself). One day, when my brother went to his friends' dacha for the whole weekend, I decided

to record mom's "changing sessions" on my phone. She always undressed in the living room. Hiding the phone early in the morning behind a stack of cassettes on the shelf in front of the sofa and the wardrobe, I went about my business in another room. I had no idea what would happen next! Mom, as I expected, got ready to go shopping and, naturally, changed in the room. After she left, I checked my recording. Everything was just perfect!!! You could see mom pulling her black lace panties over her appetizing ass, her hand sliding over her thighs, sexily covered by black tights. At that sight, my dick got hard instantly. I took out another pair of mom's panties from the dresser and started masturbating. After 5 minutes, hot cum covered mom's underwear and I went to the kitchen to grab something to eat.

Mom didn't shop for long. And then I did my "dirty deed" again (i.e., hid the phone for recording again). Mom also undressed in the living room, and I was in another room. She walks around the house in a short robe. Suddenly I hear mom's voice:

 — Son, come here!

My hands started shaking: "DID SHE CATCH ME???". With a red face, I went to the kitchen, where her voice was coming from.

 — I've been running around the stores, and you're not doing a damn thing, sitting at the computer all day, go take out the trash right now!

She said this in a commanding tone, and I've always hated such yelling. Considering the sexual arousal as well, I cursed and ran to the bedroom, while mom went to the living room, sat on the sofa, and started watching TV. I entered the room:

 — You've gotten on my nerves! I'm not going to the dumpster!

 — What a creature I gave birth to.

I couldn't take it anymore and rushed at her. I should say, I go to the gym often, so I have great strength compared to my fragile mom. In an instant, I grabbed her hands and flipped her onto her stomach.

Grabbing tape from the nearby table (why it was there, I don't know), I taped her hands behind her back. Then, with a simple movement, I lifted the bottom of her robe and tore her tights with my fingers. I was overcome with wild excitement, I quickly exposed my dick and, spreading the edge of her panties, furiously entered my mom. She thrashed in a frenzy, cursed, yelled, threatened, cried. But nothing could stop me. I was like a man possessed. Her soft pussy squelched under the thrusts of my, by the way, 18-centimeter friend. With one hand, I held her left leg, and with the other, I stimulated her clitoris. After 5 minutes, I came, and mom did too. She lay on the sofa motionless for another 15 minutes. I cut the tape and went to the bedroom. Mom went to the bathroom (obviously for what). I remembered the phone and stopped the recording. "Got some great amateur porn!" — I thought to myself. After 10 minutes, mom entered my room:

 — You raped me, you freak, damn you! I'll tell Sasha (Sasha — that's my brother) and he'll kill you;

 — Fuck you! You won't tell anyone, bitch. I have a recording of our fuck. Got it?

And then I saw the frightened look on mom's face.

 — Okay, just please don't show it to your brother!!! Mom pleaded… and cried

 — Then, bitch, I'll fuck you regularly, wherever and whenever I want. Agreed?

Mom cried even harder, but then nodded her head and left.

I felt like the lowest creature and scum. Two days later, my older brother returned. I know he sometimes sniffs mom's underwear too. So I'm thinking — should I tell him and share our mom-whore between the two of us, or not?