
Solitude with Mom
My mom's name is Ekaterina, she is 41 years old. Slim, beautiful, fit.
She has been working at a law firm for about 20 years, and switched to remote work about 5 years ago. She only goes to the office occasionally. Everything else is done online. She doesn't have any girlfriends, no suitors either. She should get out somewhere, but there's no one to go with, she's at home all day, weekends are no exception.
I'm also at home all day, I don't go for walks, I don't really have friends. I play games, I study by correspondence.
We live with my mom in a nice private house on the edge of the city, the neighbors only come sometimes on weekends, and in winter there's practically no one. We live, so to speak, in complete isolation.
In seclusion with my mom.
As is typical for a guy, my hormones are raging, and the only woman I see is my mom, well, and my female classmates once a week. But I like my mom even more.
We have both a bathtub and a shower stall in our house, the stall is made of transparent plastic. And whenever mom showers, I open the door a little and watch her silhouette. It drives me wild. Constantly, I rummage through the laundry basket, find mom's panties, observe the stains of her discharge on them, lick them and smell them.
Every Saturday, mom and I drink wine out of boredom, we talk about the future, about studies, about personal life. In that state, we talk about everything. She even told me about sex with her director, as she claims, that's exactly why he allowed her to switch to remote work. I also told her a couple of stories, stories of failures, rather. After all, I was a virgin, and she knew that perfectly well.
There were two memorable occasions when mom and I got drunk. Or rather, she got drunk, she makes me skip drinks.
The first case was on her last birthday. She put on her best dress, perfumed herself, put on makeup. I gave her flowers and kissed her, told her how much I love her, holding her by the waist. We drank and talked until 2 a.m. She was already sitting very drunk, couldn't even stand up, I decided to end the evening, take mom to bed, clear the table and wash the dishes. Mom was swaying as she sat on the chair, I approached her from behind, hugged her just below her breasts and stood her up. She couldn't stand, and I slowly led her to the bed. As soon as we entered the room, she asked to go to the toilet to pee, I led her to the toilet. We entered the toilet. I sat her on the toilet and held her by the shoulders. She slightly lifted herself, raised her dress and pulled her panties down to her knees without being shy in front of me. Mom's shaved pussy excited me greatly.
She peed, took off her panties and left them on the floor.
I took them in my left hand, and with my right hand hugged mom tighter from behind and led her to the room. On the way to the room, while leading mom, I managed to smell her freshly removed panties. And mom's butt rubbed against my erect cock. It was very hard to hold her. She was quite drunk. I had to carry her up to the second floor to her room, I understood it would be hard and pleasant, because mom was in a dress without panties. I took her by the hips, she stepped onto the first stair, and I meanwhile slightly lifted her dress. After 5 steps, I was already holding her by her bare hips, and in front of me was mom's bare butt. We went up. And when turning left into the doorway, I took her by her bare right butt cheek and directed her into the room. I laid her on the bed face down with her butt up.
I didn't dare to grope her all over. What if she wakes up, what if she remembers. I lay on the bed between her legs, right up against her pussy. I inhaled the fragrant smell of mom's pussy with my nose, and came from two strokes done with my own hand.
Then I went and cleared the table, washed the dishes, cleaned up the room. After all, it's mom's birthday. She should wake up in a good mood, I thought. And I decided to put a glass of water next to the bed, she'll probably be thirsty in the morning. I entered the room, mom was lying in the same position. Excitement washed over me again. I took out my cock and started jerking off looking at her crotch. Again I lay on her bed, again approached her pussy, the edge of my nose touched her clitoris. She was snoring loudly, and at the moment of snoring, I performed the most active actions; in case of her movement or change in the rhythm of snoring, I moved away. But she was sleeping soundly. I lightly touched her pussy with my tongue and licked from the beginning of her clitoris all the way to her anus. I licked a little harder, and even harder. Then I greedily pounced on her pussy, licking, kissing. I moved higher and started licking her butt. Her entire crotch was covered in saliva, I licked everything from her knees to her lower back. In the end, I came 4 times. Without even fucking her. I didn't dare at that moment. I was afraid. But I thought everything was ahead. I covered her with a blanket and went to sleep.
After that, I even more eagerly spied on her. How she changes clothes, takes a shower.
And when we drank again, we were very close emotionally... Mom wasn't drunk at all, just relaxed. We were lying on the bed, facing each other.
And we pressed closer and closer together. At first, I didn't feel her tits with my chest. But then I suddenly noticed that our chests were tightly pressed together. Mom was in a nightgown, a short nightgown. The fabric was so thin, her nipples were protruding, and my cock was starting to get hard. She told me how much she loves me, that she doesn't need anyone but me. I told her the same in response. After each of mom's compliments, she pecked me on the lips, then I said something nice to her in return and kissed her too. The kisses became more passionate, and there were fewer words. Mom felt my erect cock with her pubic bone. By this point, we were no longer talking, but passionately kissing, even without tongue. She started moving her pelvis, it drove me wild, I moved to meet her. Oh, how nice it is to rub pussies with mom, I thought. We caressed each other, from head to toe, looking into each other's eyes non-stop. Mommy lifted her nightgown and there were no panties there. She was a little embarrassed when I started inserting 2 fingers, and said she wanted to take a bath before bed.
I understood this as a rejection, she got embarrassed, I thought. I sat in the room and thought about what had happened. Mom called out to me, asked me to bring a towel. I approached the door and said I brought it. She said I could come in, that she was still in the water, and she wasn't going to get out wet. I entered, mom was lying naked in the bathtub, through the murky water her tits were clearly visible. Her pussy was no longer visible. Her hands were underwater near her pussy, and she was writhing strangely. I bent down, took her head with one hand, firmly grabbed a tit with the other and kissed her. She writhed like a snake. Surely she was fingering her pussy. I started moving one hand down to her pussy and felt that her hand was actively working there. I removed her hand and started fingering mom's pussy myself. She, in turn, switched her hand to my cock. We stopped kissing, and her eyes were no longer looking at mine, she was only looking at the bulge in my pants. She abruptly pulled my pants down to my knees, and my cock by inertia hit her chin, she took it in her mouth without using her hands and froze. She didn't suck, didn't make any movements, the cock was halfway in her mouth, she didn't move, just enjoyed it. Her eyes were closed. Then she started slowly and gently sucking, and she no longer controlled her body. Her butt swayed from side to side. And the foam ran down her tits. I took off the rest of my clothes and climbed into the bathtub with her, and our naked bodies finally touched.
We fucked all night, first in the bathtub, then on the bed in her room, after the second round we went to pour some coffee, couldn't resist in the kitchen, and fucked right on the floor. We fell asleep pressed against each other. We woke up in the same position. The cock didn't even fall out of mom's pussy overnight, even though it was soft.