At the dacha with mother

I have very rich memories with my mom in terms of sexual life. I started being interested in sex around age 16. I didn't have internet back then, so I read all the available encyclopedias and dictionaries. I wanted to see for myself how the female organ is structured. I didn't talk to girls because I was very shy. I decided to peek at my mom. One time, luck finally smiled on me—I was already about 18 by then. Mom was sleeping after work. It was hot, so she only had a robe on. Her legs were spread, and the robe only covered the most interesting part. Making sure she was asleep, I crept up, lifted the robe, and saw her neat little pussy, covered

with thick black hair. The labia tightly covered everything.

After that, I didn't observe my mom for a long time, and only around age 20, on vacation, I noticed she started behaving somewhat flirtatiously, wearing sexy lingerie, spending a lot of time in the bathroom in the evenings, trimming her pussy. I realized she had gotten herself a fuck buddy. She and my dad were already divorced by then. At the dacha later on, I repeatedly heard her sighs and moans, and sometimes she would start moaning very loudly. This really turned me on, and I imagined her friend lying on top of her, most likely with a not-so-small dick, fucking her so hard she couldn't hold back her moans.

She noticed where I was looking with interest and closed her legs. She always got very embarrassed when I looked openly at her crotch, especially when she was in her underwear. From that sight, I started getting hard. And I needed to undress—getting into a clean bed in dirty work clothes wasn't an option. Somehow calming myself down and summoning sad thoughts, I slightly reduced the erection, undressed, and climbed into bed against the wall. My organ was still somewhat giving itself away, in a slightly raised state. Mom also often glanced at my reproductive organ, especially when I was in my underwear. A couple of times, during periods of particular sexual frustration, I showed off in front of her in my underwear with a quite long, protruding member. This time, I was too nervous and decided not to expose myself.

I lay down next to her. We chatted about something, she watched TV, I played. I glanced at her periodically, and suddenly remembered how, a couple of months ago here, she and her friend had sex. When I remembered her moans, my penis jumped up sharply. She noticed this and periodically glanced at my thick, quite long asset with a large head. All of this was visible through my very tight underwear. After a few minutes, she said: alright, time to sleep. Give me a shoulder and back massage before bed. I wanted to refuse, but then thought: yeah, not a bad chance. (Specially for .org — ) She took off her top, lay down. I massaged her shoulders and back. I focused on her lower back, rubbing there especially gently. "And massage my butt a little," she said soon after. "I'll take off my panties, you sit higher up and don't peek." At the same time, she turned around and admired my dignity, which was practically jumping out of my underwear, for a second. She took off her panties, spread her legs, I sat as she requested and started massaging her butt and sometimes her lower back.