Author: Black
Description of sex story: Stories about sexual relationships between relatives: mother, father, son, daughter, brother, sister, aunt, uncle.
I really experienced a passion for a woman, I was sixteen years old, my sister was fourteen, my father was forty-four, and my mother was only thirty-four, my mother was younger than ten years. I just finished the 9th grade, in June I went to my work camp, in July I rested from my uncle in Gelendzhik and was already at home in August, since my sister left for the pioneer camp, and at home it was necessary to help my parents collect yields at the summer cottage. It so happened that the father was urgently sent on a business trip to the Urals for six months in early August, the father could not abandon her at that time.
We stayed with my mother together and on Friday when she received vacation pay, we left for dinner with her. We had a summer house of three rooms, a veranda, and behind the house in the corner of the garden stood a frauded bathhouse.
As soon as we arrived, my mother asked to melt the bathhouse, and she undressed to the swimsuit began to collect fallen apples, apricots of pears and fold for drying in the attic of our outbuilding.
Having applied water to the bathhouse and melting it, I began to put firewood brought in the attic in the spring in the spring, periodically putting the logs in the furnace. Having worked for two hours, I sat in the attic of the bath to relax and suddenly I saw my mother in the observation window of the attic. She stood in the attic of the outbuilding, the door located towards the bathhouse was open, and I saw her long slender legs, a triangle of colored swimming trunks on the sides of the laces, a beautiful feminine stomach and chest covered with a colored swimsuit. Her face was not visible, but it was noticeable that she was passionate about something. I came closer to the window and looked towards the neighboring cottage and realized what my mother was so passionate about. She watched the neighbors who fucked with complete pleasure in her front garden, periodically changing his poses. Having admired my neighbors, I looked at my mother again, and an unusual picture appeared to my gaze. Mom also stood, with one hand holding onto the beam, spreading her legs slightly and bending them at her knees, with her second hand she greatly mastered, putting her fingers in her vagina. Tightly tightened shoelaces of the swimming trunks interfered with her movements, so she, removing her hand from the beam, took the lace on her right hip and pulled it sharply. The knot was untied and black mother pubis appeared to my gaze. Mom drove the index finger so much into herself that at a distance of 15-20 meters, muffled moans were heard.
And although I had seen my mother naked before, then she did not make any impression on me. Now I was shaking everything in the inner tremor, my breath did not give in to regulation, and the member stood up at full power. Some kind of wild desire of passion pulled me to this beautiful body. I was already sophisticated in sexual relations with vocational school girls, but this is not at all what excited in me what I saw now. My heart was ready to break out, I suffocated from excitement, all sorts of thoughts climbed into my head, and my mother continued to masturbate before my eyes, her moans pushed me to her.
Somehow I went down the attic, put firewood into the oven and went to the outbuilding. The bathhouse was already ready and I decided: "Come what may! I’ll just rise to her and call her to wash her". Approaching the stairs, I listened, the groans continued, as before. I looked around and slowly climbed up the stairs. Rising, I saw my mother’s face. She continued to masturbate, standing on tiptoe, bending her knees slightly, her eyes were closed, and some kind of incomprehensible, a thirsty smile wandered on her face. She no longer controlled her moans, and her hand accelerated the movements faster and faster. Suddenly all my mother trembled, her hips moving towards her fingers, bent forward, she almost drove into her two fingers and, clenching her teeth, groaned muffledly, publishing some kind of chest moan. I, with an incomprehensible, unknown sense of surprise and desire, looked at my mother. For a minute she was in some euphoric state, then took out her fingers, abundantly covered with white mucus from the vagina and began to lick them, collecting mucus from her hand. And then she suddenly opened her eyes, and I did not have time to hide. Seeing me, she sharply crouched, grabbed her swimming trunks and, not knowing what to do, sitting at me with some foggy eyes.
Understanding that you can’t stand further and be silent, I said quietly: "Mom, went to wash, the bathhouse is already ready". Mom nodded a little noticeably to me. I turned around and began to slowly go down. Having taken everything necessary for washing in the room, I went to the bathhouse, put up another firewood, and began to catch up with steam, pouring water on hot stones. Having caught up the couple so much that it was impossible to sit on the third shelf, I suddenly heard the outer door creaked in the dressing room. I got quiet and heard my mother closed the door in the dressing room from the inside to the hook, then pushed the wooden bolt. I realized that we will wash together…
For about five minutes I was sitting in the bathhouse, and my mother did not come in. I got up and went out into the dressing room. In the corner of the dressing room, where there were bags of wheat, I saw a mother sitting on a bag in the same swimming trunks and a colored bra. She slowly looked up at me, and I saw a pleading-frightened look. I realized that my mother is ashamed that I have recently seen and afraid that I will tell my father. Approaching her, I crouched, gently hugged her by the shoulders and said quietly: " Well, what are you, mom, I love you. What you know and what I saw – we know two and this is our eternal secret". She grabbed my neck tightly and whispered in her ear: "Thank you dear! This is a shame if anyone finds out, but I believe you and I have a big duty" She suddenly began to passionately kiss me in the neck, cheeks, lips. I hugged her waist and also affectionately answered kisses, clinging more strongly and tightly to my mother with my whole body.
She sat on a bag, having a little overturning her back in a bag standing behind. Her legs were extended and I, standing in swimming trunks, rested my member on her pubis. Kissing her, I felt how she began to breathe deeply, I felt the knock of our hearts and with some tenth feeling caught the movement of the most large hips towards my cock. I gently unleashed her bra and removing it, threw it to the floor. In front of me appeared two beautiful, white balls of the third size with neat brown nipples. My mother’s breasts did not hang without a bra, they were hard and hung a little bit of their weight. I stood in front of my mother and, leaning in front of her, kissed her breasts. I rubbed my member about her convex pubis, and she pressed my head to her breasts. Exploring her body, I gradually reached the swimming trunks, pulled on both sides by the laces, and the colored triangle fell to the floor. Mom, closing her eyes and leaning her head back, breathed deeply, not resisting at all and surrendered to me completely. A little moved away from her, with one hand I lowered my swimming trunks to my knees, moved my feet a little to remove them. Swimming trunks fell on the floor.
Standing my feet on the floor, I lay on my mother, caught her lips with my lips, and eagerly kissing her, I directed my hard member to her vagina. I carefully introduced the head of the penis into the vagina of my mother, which turned out to be unusually narrow, then carefully began to move the penis inside. Suddenly my mother whipped and whispered in my ear: "Dear, slowly, please. It is very narrow for me, let’s better help you". Having rested my hands on the bags, half -bent, I stood above my mother with a member introduced half into my mother’s vagina. Mom slowly raised her legs, bent them at her knees and led me behind my back, resting in my buttocks. Then she carefully began to raise her hips, as if planting her body on my cock. I stood without moving and feeling a member slowly entering a narrow, warm mother hole. Raising her hips, my mother was released from my penis to the head, and then again smoothly planted herself on my cock, but already more deeper. And when her convex pubis touched mine, her mother began to fiction so skillfully that my cock rested against something inside her, and when she rotated her hips, the head of my penis gently rubbed inside the cervix, creating us incredible pleasure.
Gradually, I began to help my mother with my hips, and she, in turn, began to accelerate my movements, holding my waist and helping with my hands to make more sharp tremors. Mom suddenly began to moan loudly, a strong trembling ran across her body. I felt that my member was about to explode with sperm, and I involuntarily began to drive my dick into the narrow, warm vagina of my mother. And then an indescribable moment came when I lasted the last time I drove a member into it and pressed tightly against it. I felt the stream of sperm with a pleasant pulsation gave my mother an extraordinary pleasure. She moaned loudly, and a pleasant cramp went across her body. There were so many sperm that her excess spilled out of her mother’s vagina. Having lie down for a while, I started my movements again, since my cock did not even think to go to bed. Having worked a little, I was able to excite my mother again. Then she again began to help me with oncoming movements. I carefully took my mother by the buttocks and began to plant her on a member. Mom, resting her elbows on the bags, helped me with all her body and at the same time she watched my cock enters her. From this she received additional pleasure, and by the time I finished the second time, she experienced several orgasms in a row and, exhausted, fell on the bags and closed her eyes. I took her in my arms and carried it to the bathhouse.
At home I closed all the shutters, my mother prepared dinner, took out a bottle of home wine. We silently had dinner and drank wine. After dinner, my mother told me that I would close all the doors well, and she went into the bedroom herself. Having locked all the locks, I entered the bedroom and saw on the floor two mattresses covered with a white sheet, pillows and mom, standing naked by the mirror and scoring a night cream on my face. Seeing me, she came up to me, unbuttoned and took off my shirt. Then she slowly knelt down, lowered the swimming trunks from me, and my cock was right in her face. Mom gently took my cock, gently stroked him and kissed him. Then she took out a soft meter from the cabinet, measured my cock and said: "Your dick is 3 cm longer than your father is 1.5 cm thicker". Then, thinking a little and as if in oblivion, she whispered softly: "This is probably fate, and I will give you all my passion and tenderness".
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