This will just be a massage.

... It was the second year of my army service. I wasn't serving far from home, not exactly. No. A day's train ride. The feeling that home was somewhere nearby only intensified the homesickness, the longing for the familiar way of life. For friends, for girlfriends.

The separation from home was, of course, somewhat compensated by letters... phone calls. But the main thing was missing—direct communication, face-to-face interaction...

April arrived. The sun grew warmer and warmer. Remnants of snow were melting everywhere. The birds were chirping in a particularly cheerful way. It was during this wonderful time that I received a message that my mother would be coming to visit me soon. We hadn't seen each other for a long time,

and I was very, very happy about this event. I was in good standing with my commander and easily arranged a pass to the city in advance for the time of my mother's visit.

And then the day arrived. Mom arrived early in the morning by train. Having called knowledgeable people in advance, she rented a "guest room" for a few days. Closer to evening, she picked me up at the unit, and we went to the city together.

Time flew by quickly. We went to a cafe—ate, sat. She told me the latest news. We discussed my news. We walked around the city. And closer to evening, having bought everything necessary along the way, we headed home. To our temporary home.

It was an ordinary "guest room." A room, a bathroom, a wardrobe, a refrigerator, a sofa, a bed. Everything was simple. We placed our purchases on a small table—dinner. There was a small bottle of vodka. For a heartfelt conversation.

After drinking a shot each, we felt a pleasant warmth spreading through our bodies, relaxation flowing through our bodies. Our spirits lifted. The conversation flowed on its own... My mother was already over forty. She looked quite attractive. Slightly below average height, big brown eyes, large breasts, medium-length curly hair. We hadn't lived with my father for a long time, and he wasn't part of our conversations.

Meanwhile, the evening smoothly turned into night. We were already quite tipsy. Heated by the alcohol, we gradually began to undress. I was left in a T-shirt and sweatpants, mom in a light robe. Looking at her and listening to her, I remembered my pre-army life. The girls I had been close with... My thoughts took me to the past.

The memories aroused desire in me. At that moment, mom leaned back and slightly spread her legs. I stared between her legs. The robe rode up a little, and I saw her panties. Red lace panties. They were semi-transparent. Through the fabric, I could clearly see the hairs of her unshaved pubic area. From that sight, something ached in my lower abdomen. Mom noticed my gaze and closed her robe. She noticed that I was frankly looking at her knees, trying to peek into the slit of her robe, looking at her breasts...

— Is it hard for you in the army without friends, without girlfriends?

— Yes, I often dream of them. Especially the girls.

— And here, when you go on passes, haven't you found anyone for yourself?

— No. It's a fairly small town here. All the girls are accounted for.

— Yes... I understand you... You're already a big boy. You know, I understand your problems. I would like to help you. I don't want you to suffer. Has it been a long time since you've had a woman?

I was very embarrassed by this question. Talking about such topics with one's own mother is not a very pleasant activity. From her question, my cock immediately stirred in my underwear.

— Don't be embarrassed. I said I want to help you. It's clear you have sexual problems. I understand everything, you should also take it calmly, rationally. Yes, I am your mother. But I am also a woman. I can see how you look at me. I feel you. I feel your desires. Let's finish sitting and go to bed.

We cleared the table. I went to the bathroom, took a shower. When I returned, I saw that the bed was made, the sofa untouched.

— Lie down. I'll be right back.

Mom went to the bathroom, turned on the shower. I undressed to my underwear and lay down. In my head, heated by alcohol, a hurricane of thoughts raged. This strange conversation, the double bed, the red lace panties... I got aroused. My cock stood rock hard.

Mom came out of the bathroom. Turned off the light. In the darkness, I saw that she had taken off her robe... Against the light wall, I saw her breasts. Large, attractive breasts. She approached the bed, sat down. Thinking about something, she sat for a bit, and then made up her mind...

— Move over.

She lay down under the blanket. She was completely naked. My beloved mother was lying without panties next to me. With my whole body, I felt her nakedness. My heart was pounding wildly. My throat was dry. Reach out a hand and I would touch her breasts, thighs, stomach...

— Calm down, my boy. I'm nervous myself. What we might do is not good. But you are suffering... I want to give myself to you, and no one will know about it. Though, everything could be different...

Conflicting passions fought within me. Desire and social condemnation. I desperately wanted sex, but to fuck my own mother... That was beyond the pale.

We lay in silence, each thinking our own thoughts. I was the first to break.

— Mom, I love you. We're just drunk and got a little carried away.

Her hand rested on my erect cock.

— And what's this? Do you want me? It will just be family sex. Something like a massage. Yes... It will just be a massage.

... I turned to her. Embraced her. She was lying on her back. With her hands, she covered her breasts and pubic area. Mom looked into my eyes. I couldn't see her eyes, but I felt tenderness in her gaze.

— Be bolder, son... Don't be afraid. No one will know.

Passion overcame my reason... I fell upon her... like a hungry beast on its prey... She removed her hands... Spread her legs apart. She gave me complete freedom of action...

... I pounced on her breasts, gently kneaded them, caressed her nipples with my tongue... immediately reached my hand to her pussy... How long had it been since I touched a woman between her legs... Mom didn't resist. She obediently bent her knees and spread them apart so it would be easier for me to touch her. I stroked her legs, kneaded her thighs, kneaded her buttocks... I kissed her on the lips, my tongue intertwined with hers.

— My boy, don't rush... be gentler... — she whispered.

Taking off my underwear, I pressed against her with my whole body. With my throbbing cock, I began rubbing against her leg. She took my cock in her hand, began gently stroking it, fondling my balls. I kissed her

neck... arms... breasts... Gently sucked her nipples.

They became hard as nails. She spread her legs wider, and I lay between them... Kissing and touching her, I went lower and lower... There was the hairy pubic area... Lifting her legs, I pressed my face to her pussy... Wet... warm pussy... How I had dreamed of it all this time in the army... To feel its smell, to shove my tongue into the hole... deeper inside, to feel her juice of desire. With great pleasure, I began to lick, kiss her pussy... suck her clitoris. I felt that mom was also starting to like it... She began to move her hips in rhythm with my tongue... At some point, when her clitoris was in my mouth, I heard her moan...

— Come on... son... don't delay... Oooooh... So gooood...

Pre-cum was already dripping from my cock... My whole mouth was smeared with mom's juices... I got on my knees... Lifted her legs wider, I entered her...

Her pussy was big. And at first, I felt like I was falling somewhere... Into something wet... squelching... Mom quickly realized and lowered her legs. Now my cock was pressing against something... something pleasantly tickling my head... I was fucking my mother... Fucking her like a hungry beast, fucking her like some station whore... An incredible feeling, like forbidden fruit... fruit that is always sweet. The bed creaked, her tits swayed up and down... My pubic bone loudly slapped against hers... In the darkness, you could see my white ass merrily bouncing... I couldn't see mom's face well, only her closed eyes and half-open mouth... I heard her ragged breathing... breathing turning into a moan... Her nails scratched my back... she dug them into my back...

— Moreeee... like that... like that... so gooood... oooooh... — she was no longer hiding her moans... With the palms of her hands, she embraced my buttocks and began helping me move inside her.

I leaned on her with my whole body, mommy wrapped her legs around me. With the head of my cock, I found the spot where it felt especially good for mom...

— Ooooh... my kitty... so gooood... like that... moreeee...

I pressed against her tits... so big, soft... warm... Took her nipple into my mouth, began sucking it...

... I got a little tired... Pulled out my cock... Mom understood everything without words... Getting on all fours, she took my cock into her mouth, she sucked my cock. I lay relaxed on the bed... She energetically took my cock deep... teased the head with her tongue... sucked with smacking sounds... Licked and kissed my balls... How pleasant to feel your own cock in your mother's mouth... She really liked it... I slipped my right hand between her legs and with my palm began stroking her pussy. She spread her legs wider. When I slipped my finger into her hole, she moaned with pleasure.

Having had her fill, she got up and went to the window. Leaning her hands on the windowsill, she bent over. I understood what she wanted... Taking her by the buttocks, I easily entered her from behind... This aroused her even more... She began moving to meet me... Her ass bounced to meet me... She straightened up... Pressed her back against me, her tits ended up in my hands. With her back, she pressed against me.

I just stood there, my cock was in her pussy, mommy did everything herself.

In the end, I threw her on the bed again, throwing her knees over my shoulders, began fucking her with frenzy... fucking my beloved mommy...

— Like that... like that... so gooood... Oooooh... fasterrr... I'm going to cum nowww...

From these moans, I myself began to feel that I was about to cum... Grabbing her by the buttocks, I literally began pounding her... At the moment when my warm semen spurted violently into her pussy... When I convulsed in ecstatic spasms... She came too...

She went to the bathroom to wash up. What happened after, I don't know... I lay down and immediately fell asleep...

In the morning, I woke up early out of habit. I slept hugging and holding my mommy... The smartest and most beautiful...

— How do you feel, son? — she was already awake too.

Her gaze was full of love and tenderness. I looked into her eyes and understood everything...

She lay on her back and spread her legs...

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