From Victor's Diary — To Calm Mom Down
Of course, it's not entirely ethical to read someone else's diary, but since there's stuff about me in there too, which is only natural, ethics take a backseat to curiosity. And if it's also about our little adventure with him to "calm down" his appetizing mommy — well, how could I not want to see an outside perspective. Especially since I'm staying over at Vitya's tonight and don't feel like sleeping yet. So my adventures in this parallel world continue — I distinctly remember how his mommy sobbed and frayed everyone's nerves. And it all ended in divorce! And Vitya lived with his mommy as if on a volcano — she was a real psycho! Well, with my thirty years of experience from my former world
— I had to fix the situation. Although Vityok was very doubtful at first, everything went quite well. Alright, let's open the page of his diary...— ...The passage sings like a flute in the rigging, hums like a double bass in billowed sails. And the amber plumes of clouds all fly towards the sun and melt in the heavens...- I was reading Simonov's poems, by the way, Sashka's favorite poems, "with expression," as our very strict Russian teacher Anna Ivanovna demanded, quietly, standing by the tent, while inside the tent, distracting me and even causing a slight jealousy, Sashka and my darling sexy mommy were moaning sweetly in unison. And then she started groaning too, also quite sweetly and "with expression" — looks like Sashok, as we agreed, is finishing inside her plump, soft butt. Mommy sometimes wants another baby, saying I'm already "a cut-off slice," and other times she's terribly afraid of getting knocked up. Women are practically impossible to understand!
And how did it all happen and why are we all here together? It's very simple, though a bit complicated. Simple — mommy had another round of layoffs at work, an order came from the trust, so she got caught under that steamroller, as having the least seniority, that's how Sashka confusingly explained it to me. It's all clear to him, his mom is in HR. Well, and my mommy frayed our nerves all week — crying all day, then yelling at me and dad, then sitting in the kitchen at night, clattering pots, then crawling into my bed and crying into my shoulder, so to speak, for half the night, not letting me sleep.
She'd better give me something else — lying half-naked next to me and getting me wildly excited, my dick even pressing into her stomach. And she refuses dad! Then my cunning dad, as I understood from his conversation with his friend in the kitchen, urgently took off on a business trip — he can get laid on the side and mommy won't pour out her grief and sorrow along with tears on him. He really doesn't like such associations and passages! Well, and the next day my friend Sashka came over, we've been friends since first grade, and we came up with this plan together — we need to "calm down" my mommy. Although, to be honest — Sashka came up with everything!
He's changed a lot lately, become so thorough, even important. Our teachers and even our homeroom teacher now constantly consult with him on all class matters. And his idea is interesting! Otherwise, he says, mommy's character will be completely ruined, and even now it's no sugar! And why is a woman especially mean? As our neighbor Uncle Kolya constantly jokes — from chronic under-fucking!
Sashka brought his tent, somewhere he managed to buy such an excellent, German one, with a double floor, though it's only a two-person. But three will fit easily. And Sashka started scattering compliments like a little devil — paying compliments to my mommy and asking for our help, because summer is ending, and we have an assignment for the holidays — to collect a herbarium. And only my mommy can help us! Otherwise, our homeroom teacher will eat us alive and without salt!
Mommy seems to have really bought into the flattery, so, gathering some food, we decided in the morning to head deep into the forest — there's such a huge one around our district, you could hide a division. In the morning we started persuading mommy again, she's not in the mood again, but Sashka kissed her hands so passionately and gave her a bunch of compliments, and kissed her on the neck and on the ear, she laughed so coyly that I even got a little jealous, but he persuaded her! So finally she, half-asleep and still upset, but seemingly cheered up by Sashka's kisses — went, like the stormy petrel of the revolution — ahead and very proudly, sticking out her plump chest, clearly visible in the neckline of my T-shirt.
And we trudged behind, admiring her appetizing round butt, tightly hugged by her old short skirt — seems like from her student years. But then, after walking for about an hour through the forest, skillfully guided by Sashka's advice and in the direction of our "hike," she gathered flowers for a wreath, and when we reached our small "secret" clearing — we often sunbathed there, a small stream flowed there too — she suddenly said she was hungry and wanted to rest. Let's rest! — Sashka exhaled.
Then Sashka winked at me and rubbed his hands predatorily — everything is going according to our plan! Excellent! Sashka snapped a few photos of mommy with his camera, and she started striking such coquettish poses! With the wreath on her head and that short skirt, she now looked like an incredibly sexy high school senior. And I just couldn't look at her chest, so exposed by my T-shirt, without trembling. What breasts she has! And mommy also embarrassed and strongly aroused me with her white panties, which constantly flashed from under that slutty skirt. Our female classmates wear the same skirts and even shorter ones, but they don't have such exciting shapes. My dick was just standing at attention!
We set up the tent, saying we'll be here until evening, and since mommy is hungry, we lit a small fire and got out the supplies. Ordinary mom's meatballs and cutlets, reheated over the fire — a completely different kettle of fish, as my neighbor Uncle Kolya likes to say. They smelled of the gentle smoke from burning juniper branches, hot meat, and after an hour's walk in the fresh air — bliss! And a little silver cup of wine for mommy — a sacred thing on such a hike, and with such snacks! And we only got to wet our lips — we're only sixteen, as mommy says! And we think we're already sixteen! And the cunning Sashok poured a little alcohol from our first aid kit into the wine — what a sly fox! Mommy soon got very drunk, and then Sashka offered to give her a neck massage, saying it's calming, and any massage is only beneficial.
Then Sashka helped mommy crawl into the tent so she could rest, sort of, and started massaging her neck, and then I hear:
— Sasha, what are you doing? Oh, don't stroke my breasts like that, oh-oh...I'm completely drunk, completely, oh don't, oh, what are you doing, Oh, don't kiss my breasts, kiss like this, oh, I can't anymore, oh, oh, I feel so good...- and silence. And then such exciting sweet moans!
I peek in carefully — and Sashka is a quick guy! He pulled up that skirt and got into her panties, and is also sucking on her breasts. Then he pulls down her panties and starts eating mommy out. She seemed to protest a bit at first, but then she spread her legs wider herself and moans so sweetly. And then it gets even better — Sashka started fucking my mommy full force. My dick almost tore through my shorts! But he finished in her plump butt, deftly flipped mommy onto her stomach. She stuck her butt out like that, total surrender, as we say! And as soon as he crawled out of the tent, I shot in there and positioned myself behind her like that. I'm a bit ashamed face to face with her! But in general, my mommy is a beautiful and gorgeous woman.
She constantly embarrasses me, especially in the mornings, getting ready for work — running around half-naked, or even completely naked, dressing in a hurry and always not finding something. And once I peeked as she put on her panties and pulled on her stockings — I came in my shorts from that sight. And now we came together — mommy, warmed up by Sashka, moaned so sweetly. Only I also came in her plump, well-worked butt — she had to give her butt to her boss! And the boss is a total asshole — why did she offer her butt to him then? It's fine, we'll puncture the wheels of his "Volga" with Sashka. That's how such assholes need to be taught!
Then Sashka crawled into the tent again and again mommy moans sweetly. And after him, me, again very excited, fucked mommy in the butt for a long time, while also caressing her sweet vagina with my hand, the one that released me into the world, as Sashka loftily said. I caressed her for a long time, I need to "thank" her. And then, feeling my hot sperm inside her butt, mommy howled violently — she's coming! Cool — she's having an anal orgasm! Excellent, if a woman comes — she's satisfied! And I'm even more so — I had my sweet mommy! And most importantly — mommy enjoyed it!
Feeling hungry, we sat down to have a snack again."We plowed," like two Stakhanovites! But honestly, we were very nervous — how would mommy behave? And she crawled out of the tent looking so pleased! Went to the bushes, then wagged her finger at us, saying she almost peed herself — we didn't let her go for a long time!
— So this is the kind of "herbarium" you got, you young perverts! Alright, alright, you decided to calm me down, I get it! Wanted to treat me! Alright! Yes, I'm hungry too, let's eat and go home.
Mommy ate, quietly humming something, seems she won't scold us. And she's smiling constantly, so she liked it. After eating, she kissed us firmly in turn:
— Guys, you're already adults, you understand that no one should know about this. No one! Or else...Alright, don't yell, I get it, you'll be silent like partisans! Alright, I'll rest a bit. And I enjoyed it a lot! I still excite such young guys! And did you enjoy it? You have a cool mommy, right, Vityochek!
Soon we went home, without a herbarium, but just happy. Mommy walked ahead again, and I couldn't take my eyes off her — how her buttocks rolled under the fabric of the skirt — like watermelons in a bag. Well, and at home mommy made us dinner, quietly humming in the kitchen. Excellent — mommy stopped moping! Sashka stayed over at our place, no point in dragging home at night. And there's still "business"! So at night we visited my sweet mommy again — "to reinforce the material covered," as Sashka joked.
And right now I was lying between her legs, riding on her gorgeous breasts, kissing her sweet plump lips and getting a sea of pleasure — mommy allowed me to finish inside her, having taken a pill. And Sashka came in her butt again — he really liked it! Yes, my mommy's butt — top class!
Now mommy walked around with a half-smile on her face and started looking great — got a new hairstyle and did her makeup every day. And soon, at some enterprise, a boss seemingly charmed by her offered mommy a job, and with a bigger salary than her previous job. And there will be bonuses, mommy hinted to me with a laugh, so I'll have a new suit for the school prom. Judging by mommy's sly little eyes, I understood what she'll get bonuses from the boss for! And it's fine, as long as it benefits mommy, as Sashka said! And if anything — we'll pamper mommy too, since she liked it!
And on Sunday, mommy crawled into my bed at night and quietly whispered in my ear:
— Vityochek, will you "treat" me today? So I can sleep soundly! I have a report due tomorrow. And next Saturday, invite your Sashka and we'll go to the dacha together overnight, we'll water everything well, agreed, my sweet?
Agreed? I'm just happy! And I "treated" mommy, and how we "thanked" her for the delicious dinner at the dacha! How good that Sashka figured out how to "calm down" my mommy! And how her character changed — she became completely different! And I'm glad about that too!