For a woman with experience, young lovers are what the doctor prescribed. I understood this when I was over 30. It seems that my appearance is still quite fucking, I look younger, sometimes when I first met a man mistakenly thought that I was almost ten years younger, but I had a lot of experience, sensuality of a woman and a temperament of a whore. No, among men of my age, quite decent males come across, even 45 years old still does not put a cross on the sexual attractiveness of a man, but still none of them can match the endurance with a young colt. That ends quickly, it does not matter. The main thing is to quickly recuperate. Serious relationships with young people should not be started because of their amorousness, but casual leisure sex with observance of all security measures is the very thing.

I paid attention to my friend's son for a long time. Very handsome, covered in mother, only she certainly wouldn't seduce a young man. Then you will not get problems, besides it is dishonest in relation to the girlfriend. We met her long ago, when I was about 20 years old, and she had been married for a couple of years to one rich pervert who suits her as fathers. The pervert wanted sex with his wife and another girl, wanted any sort of ... hotter ... from the beyond, even ... That is why the pimp chose me, and not another girl, with more classic beauty. They ordered me regularly, no more than 2 times a month, but for two years.

Then I got tired of him, found another toy, and a few years later Sveta (the name is different in fact) contacted me and asked for help. By this time, she had divorced her husband, who had soaped himself to emigrate abroad. She received not enough money from him, their son grew, and with it his needs grew. Her needs were always high at all. In short, Sveta asked to be brought together with the right people, she wanted to take on an escort, but at the highest level. I was already tied up with this, but there were acquaintances, so I helped the former finalist of beauty contests to become an expensive whore. She is still grateful to me for this, although she no longer does this for a long time. The years are not the same.

It all started in August last 2017. We phoned, met her, drank a bottle of light wine. They chatted about our men, sexual adventures, household chores, life, etc. When the wine began to do its work, Sveta embraced me and kissed me on the lips. Her husband forced her to become a lesbian when he forced me to caress, but over time Sveta even liked it. There were no more women in her life, but with me she sometimes makes love, just that love. From the outside, our relationship is by no means tied to being captured for the porn site. Usually we kiss for a very long time, though with tongues, then we caress each other, sometimes without taking off our clothes, but simply putting our fingers under each other’s skirts. The legs are brought together in such a way that no camera captures anything interesting. This usually happens very slowly, slowly, gently. Having finished once, we no longer return to the former caresses. No pussy licking, no vibrators, nothing from adult films about lesbians. Clear?

This time we also kissed for a very long time, then we caressed each other's pussies. I finished first, then brought my girlfriend to orgasm. Having recovered a bit, Sveta gave out:

- Seduce my son.

Here I fell into the sediment. A friend, seeing the expression on my face, began to quickly explain. Her Andrew (the name is also different) is already under twenty (Sveta has given birth to a girl just from her husband), but he is not interested in girls, but he has an intimate friend with whom he constantly communicates. They have common interests, only the mother can not be fooled. There is something in this of his buddies suggestive of dovecote. In short, it is necessary to save a child (20 years old) from becoming a complete fagot. Of all those whom she knows, I am the most reliable, as if she will be helped and will not abuse her trust. To be honest, Sveta was a bit shocked to me, shocked not by her own proposal, but by the fact that she did not take into account all possible consequences and risks for our friendship. I tried to voice my thoughts, I was listened to, but that was all. Sveta remained unconvinced. I said I would think about it. I did not want to lose my girlfriend. Then Sveta started calling me almost every day. Finally, I realized that I would definitely lose my girlfriend if I did not agree.

At the end of August and the first half of September, I often visited my girlfriend when her son was at home. Every time I caught his views on my bare legs. A couple of times Andrew began to flirt, but because of the presence of his mother in the apartment he cut himself short.

Then a plan appeared. Suddenly, I urgently needed one thing that I left at Sveta’s country house, my car seemed to break down, so I asked Andrei to give me a lift. The weather has not deteriorated yet, it was hot in the summertime, so I bravely put on a short beige skirt and a translucent blouse from which I could see my whole body, except for the fact that I was hiding a bra. Driving the car, Andrew now and then peeked threw lewd glances in my direction. Our conversation gradually began to take an increasingly slippery direction. When I told the young man that I had a lover who adored when I gave him a blowjob while he was driving a car on the highway, the guy turned red and had a sickly riser in his pants. At this I made a pause, deciding to consolidate success in the country.

I was not able to take more initiative. As soon as we crossed the poro dachi and the door closed behind us, he first came up behind me and hugged me, clasping the bra cup. Tense cock poked through the layers of cloth in my ass.

“I'm almost your mom's age,” I decided to tease him a little.

- Nonsense. You're beautiful.

Turning around, I knelt down in front of him and looked from the bottom up. For the first time I had a suspicion that Andrei’s inexperience with respect to girls, to put it mildly, was greatly exaggerated by my girlfriend. Most likely, Sveta does not know much. However, it was too late to retreat now. In addition, I already zavilas, terribly wanted to fuck, or at least well masturbate his pussy. I undid the snake on his pants and took out a member of the panties. Erotic stories The cock from Andrei turned out to be quite nice, of the right proportions, up to about 18 cm in length, of ideal diameter, with a very pretty head slightly more red because of the blood rush to it. A sight for sore eyes, not a dick. Frankly, I even admired him.

- Suck me, please, - asked the son of a friend, who was, apparently, already unbearable.

Squeezing the dick in the right place near the head, I slightly relaxed his tension, thereby pulling back the orgasm.

- Tell me when you finish. I do not want to mouth, and you without gum.

- Good.

I, without haste, clawed his head, ran several times over the bridle, and then began to suck slowly, swallowing only the head at first ... but each time taking his penis deeper and deeper into his mouth. Personally, I was quite comfortable and pleasant, but Andrei, obviously, wanted more. He leaned a little forward, so that his dick was almost completely in my mouth. I instinctively pulled my head back slightly and rested my head against the wall.

“Don't give me that,” he heard his voice.

Now he quite skillfully fucked me with a dick in his mouth, without turning him into full depth, without risking to cause discomfort in me. From the first, even from the tenth time, this is a novice’s fail ... Or is it a blue experience? At first, Andrey moved the member slowly, gradually stepping up the pace. It only remains for me to relax and keep my lips ringed while his prick has drilled me in my mouth. I put my hand under the skirt and started rubbing my pussy through the panty fabric.

“I'll be finished soon,” he warned, taking the dick out of my mouth.

Now his head was all red, it even became some crimson. Dick invitingly twitched, but did not finish ...

has become. I again took hold of his dick and squeezed tight, relieving tension. From the face of the guy it became clear that he was disappointed, apparently he thought that I would catch him.

“I have a preziki in my purse,” I reassured him. - You will be me as much as you want to fuck, but in them.

With whom he gained experience, I confess, I was on the drum. The main thing is not to get infected from him, some kind of rubbish.

“Go to the bath, rinse off the road,” I suggested, because of the heat and the two-hour drive in the car, the young man was already carrying a little bit later.

While he was taking a shower, I turned on Latin music. So it will be more fun, and even the neighbors, if that, they will not hear our cries.

From the shower, he returned, wrapping his loins with a bath towel. Hee hee. I quickly slipped into the shower, slightly refreshed myself with jets of water, not even soaping, and then in this form went to him, not even completely wiped off.

Once I had a chance to trot a bit on the stage, before that I was at school doing ballet, in short, going into the room and seeing that my young fucker had already sprawled out on quite a decent width of a double bed, I began to move smoothly to the music. It would be better to put something eastern, harem, but somehow I didn’t think. I approached the bed quite close, twisting my hips seductively, and, turning my back to Andrew, wicked my ass like an Eastern slave in a harem. Andrew could not stand it and pulled me by the hips. He put his mouth to my shaved slit and immediately put his tongue in there. I already flowed. For a long time the guy didn’t linger on her, but began kissing my entire ass, licking a couple of times even between the buttocks.

Then he leaned back.

“Suck me a dick, Aunt Masha,” he asked derisively.

I took the condom I had prepared in advance from the bedside table. I did not want to risk. Quickly pulling him on the guy's standing dick, I took the head in my mouth and began to suck. There was no strawberry flavor, but still not bad. Germany, though. I quickly moved my head up and down, putting my mouth on the penis, then began to jerk it with my hand, licking it myself at the base, even licked my hair-overgrown eggs.

- You can fuck you with cancer.

No questions. I stood on my elbows and knees, bent my back and slightly wagging my ass. Andrew, especially not holding back, dramatically drove the dick in its entire length. From surprise, I even gasped. Andrew began to fuck me, nowhere especially slowly. His hands walked all over my body, stroking my ass, stomach, squeezing poured chest, swaying in time with the blows of his dick.

I moved to the beat with his blows, getting more and more excited, feeling the approach of an orgasm. Andrew sped up, began to peck me in the pussy, and I was moaning with pleasure. Soon I covered an orgasm, Andrew a couple of times moved the dick back and forth, and then finished, driving the dick completely into my pussy. We both fell on the bed.

Andrei got off me, lay on his back and pulled off a condom. His head was all in sperm.

“I'm going to wash myself,” he said.

While the girlfriend's son was taking a shower, I was lying and quietly jerking myself with one finger in my pussy.

When he returned, his dick had already taken on an almost martial status.

- Can I have your ass?

I myself was curious. I jerked him a little, and then pulled another prezik.

- Only now do everything as I say. Lie down on your stomach, and I will do the rest.

I pulled a small bottle with anal lubrication out of my purse and quickly lubricated the point. I haven’t been wearing long nails lately, so without much difficulty I was able to insert into the anal hole not one, but two fingers.

Then I sat on Andriy's chest face to face in the pose of a rider, but instead of pussy I sat on a standing dick, and then I actually began to literally ride him. This joke was taught to me by the pimp, whom I once lost for a month in cards. Dick came in the ass so deeply, with every thrust, I quietly moaned. Andrew squeezed my tits, pulling at his swollen nipples. I was jumping, feeling the slow approach of orgasm. Once I couldn’t come from anal sex, but since then I got so used to it that I was constantly fucked in the ass, that I could do it. Andrew lowered one hand down, felt the clitoris and began to gently knead it. Obviously, he has enough experience. Suddenly the guy's body tightened, he made a loud moan and finished. Despite the latex condom, I felt his first jet, beating out of a member. At least I thought so.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t close to my orgasm, so I lay down next to the guy, put my lips into his lips, wrapped my thigh in my divorced legs and began rubbing my pussy so vigorously that she finished a minute later.

We lay on the bed and kissed. I rubbed my nipples on Andrei's chest, he stroked my ass.

“I always knew that you were the same as my mother,” the guy suddenly said.

I raised an eyebrow.

- Same gentle?

- The same slag.

Not particularly embarrassed, the son listed half a dozen lovers of Light over the past few years. But a friend bragged about how great she was a conspirator! Of course, Andrei simply could not know about everything hi, but he guessed that family well-being rests not least on the generosity of his mother's lovers. He jokingly called himself “the son of a whore”. No, he treated his mother well, as if he loved him, but at the same time he also kept a little eyeballing. He did not know that once Sveta was engaged in the real prostitution, even if it was of the elite level.

While we were talking, I slowly jerked off his penis, sometimes stroking his testicles. Dick was so beautiful, completely up, with a red head. I licked his tongue, and Andrew began to finish. I pulled away. Jets of sperm fell on my face, sprayed my hair, slid down and fell on the sheet.

“I’ll go to the shower and then continue,” I said.

I did not manage to leave the dacha that day. Andrew simply did not let me go. We fucked for several hours until the young man was completely weakened. In the intervals between sex, I carefully learned everything that I did not dare to ask his own mother. No, he was not a virgin and he loved girls very much, just sometime in his youth, Sveta several times caught her son while watching porn sites and always punished him for it. As a result, having matured, Andrei simply never brought the girls to his home, never spoke of them in the presence of his mother, or rather, simply hid their presence. He didn’t have any serious love so he didn’t want to run into unnecessary advice or even condemnation from his mother. Why did he do this, hiding his girls, knowing that his mother was still a blather? And hell knows! I am not a psychologist. I have the most complex and mental disorders on sexual grounds, I'm sure the car and small truck.

I did not tell Andrei that his own mother asked me to sleep with him. I didn’t say anything to the light either, that my son knows about her fucking adventures, but I told about the reasons for Andrei’s shyness. The light calmed my words, although the woman was upset to learn that her son does not trust her.

We still sometimes meet and fuck Andrei. It happens less often than I would like, but I cannot take money from a friend’s son, and sex, I honestly believe, should contain a woman, at least you can never neglect men who are willing to pay if you are comfortable with them .

Not so long ago, in between meetings, we began to beat the fantasy of sex together: I, Andrew and his mother Sveta. Both, I and he, we understand that this is impossible, I am even more so than he. Sveta is not spoiled enough to suck a member of her own son together with her mistress. I would probably agree in its place, but I am me. Corruption of Sveta does not go to any comparison with what I had to go through. I can’t imagine that Sveta could withstand many hours of gang rape without serious psychological trauma or would agree to suck the dog away, and I went through all this and nothing.