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She was a sad sight — the sheet was crumpled, sex-toys were everywhere and there was a mess. I quickly retired the bed - I took a fresh sheet from the dresser - I collected all the toys and folded them aby as if in a box. Then he rubbed his hands, as the smell of latex remained on the skin. It's good that the three of us - healthy people - are checked regularly and can afford unprotected sex.
I lay in bed on a fresh sheet under the covers and thought about the latest events. Of course, this day is the most intense sexual adventure that only I had. And it can not be compared with any dreams. Well, the main thing is to watch the pair Maria + Igor for which I arrived. After everything I had experienced, I felt in myself the determination to achieve the same closeness with my mother by any means. Although my chances so far-and looked very ghostly.
But, I was not sad and waited for the best. Tomorrow afternoon, Maria will dedicate me to the secret: how did they get to such a relationship. This is the answer to the question that for years tormented me. I want to believe that even if it does not suit me perfectly, I will think with my head and think of something different.
The course of my optimistic reflections was interrupted by the appearance of a sweet couple, flushed after a shower, from a mother and her son in fluffy white coats. Vidocq at the woman was even more disheveled than when I left, but she smiled broadly.
- Oh, you cleaned everything, Alex! And I thought now to clean up so that our night would not pass in the pigsty.
Igor looked embarrassed, but quickly and almost solemnly led his mother to the bed, he dismissed the belt of her robe and gently, like a gentleman takes off his coat from the ladies, took it off Mary. His mom screamed like that cat - after all, in the room after a hot bath, her body was cool, and I watched this mature woman a little more (although, by this time, she was much more alive, healthier and younger in my eyes, than many of my age mates) genuinely shakes from cold. I beckoned her to me and she immediately dived under the blanket and, without embarrassment, pressed her whole body to me from the side. I felt contact with her soft pink skin and the warmth of her body. She smelled of "Rose" - shower gel. The hair, however, was slightly wet - it is clear that she was in a hurry and did not have time to dry them properly.
Igor stood before us in a bathrobe. He addressed me:
- Well, everything you wanted, man, enjoy. Thank you both for a nice evening ...
Then Igor himself went and continued:
- Mom anointed ... there ... one ointment and I already feel much better if anyone is interested.
A thousand apologies, but you yourself let my beast go outside.
- Do you want your mom fucked you again like this?
- Yes, but not now it is for sure, I will not forget it yet soon.
Maria spoke up.
- Okay, Igor, let's go to sleep, you will have a job tomorrow morning, we can handle it if that.
- Okay, good night then
After these words, he somehow looked intently into my face, I just smiled - in the end, it was Igor who gave me an aphrodisiac drink.
- Well, or not very calm - he laughed - Alex, I beg you, let my mom sleep today too - she's not a girl anyway
His mother immediately replied:
- Do not underestimate my libido, let's go leave us alone and do not forget to include a night light.
The guy realized that he was lingering and took his leave, not forgetting to fulfill the request of his mother. The room plunged into intimate twilight, which was illuminated only by four dim lamps fixed on the ceiling. The ceiling itself was not simple, and in this light it looked at the stars painted with luminous paint.For a while, we just lay snuggled together.
Then I got tired of this silence and I decided to break it:
- Chic ceiling
- Igor did - now the brightness will increase.
For a few seconds and what seemed like a dim image of the night sky lit up with unprecedented brightness. If you turn on the imagination, it is almost like the present. I saw a couple of familiar constellations. Well, it became a little lighter.
I rested against the pillow on which I was lying with my elbow and asked Maria:
- Tell me, aren't you sorry about anything?
The woman turned on her back and also began to look at the drawn stars. She didn’t pull the blanket around her neck and now her chest was completely open to my review in this dim blue-blue light. Even though I had already made out (and thoroughly felt) every inch of her gorgeous boobs, seeing them just like that - something special was felt in it.
- About what? If you are for these perversions, then all this is waiting for you with your mother too. If the son and his mother have already begun to sleep regularly, then there will be a lot of experiments if at least one of them is not deprived of imagination.
I shook my head
“I didn’t mean it; I want to know if you regret about how it happened with your son.”
- Oh no, by no means. You know, Alex, I'm not a prude. All my life I loved sex. Until that moment, I had essentially nothing in the life of the present. Half my family left me, and my own child avoided me and all I had to do was to watch his life and happiness crumble to pieces.
I listened to her words and understood each one. I am perfectly familiar with this situation, I know that there are moments when it becomes nothing to lose and you are already capable of any recklessness, just to have the spirit.
—... Well, now I feel completely different. What is wrong with mutual love, eh? Moreover, I can’t have more children, pregnancy does not threaten me, but Igor was an adult from the very beginning and no one forced him to anything. You, too, will not force your love to anything. Believe me.
I was silent and just looked at her. I saw and felt with what confidence this woman spoke. She believed in my future success with her own mother as much more than I did.
Mary was sick of me just staring at her and she ran my hand through my hair. And gently stroked.
- Come on, come here
The next minute, she just stroked my hair, and I dragged from it.
- Now you're just like my mom ... once upon a time
- It is not surprising that all moms pat their children on the head when they are small, and then the children forbid it to their parents. Do not give yourself to stroke, pull out, move away ...
Well, I’m definitely not going away from here for any price. For a while, we just lie. Then Maria squeezed yawned.
- It's time to sleep ... Listen, I propose a choice: either now we just fuck as much energy as you want, I will be your whore, your pet, your doll, but whoever you want. In general, you just will be allowed everything that only comes to your mind, and even if nothing comes, then I myself will advise something.
She said all this without letting go of my head and continuing to stroke her gently and very gently. I heard her proposal, after everything that happened today, I was not too surprised anymore.
- And what else?
- I can try - just try, pay attention, for one night to become your mother.
I continued to listen without interrupting.
“You and I for one night pretend that I am she.” It is not difficult, I agree? Moreover, with your imagination.
It sounded strange, but the voice of intuition insisted persistently that this could be the main gift for today. One short look at the body of Mary. Eh, and yet I could do so much more with it. A whole series of pornographic stories flew in front of my mind. Especially stood out the one where Maria pleasures me with her mouth with her “space” technique as much as I just have the strength to finish again and again. Yes, and ... Read more →