Countryside Adventures
Tatyana never denied herself romantic adventures; her husband had long since become part of the furniture, and she always had one or two lovers, but now, after the breakup, there was no one. Of course, her thirty-eight was not the same as the twenty-five of Vadim's new fling,
but still, what a bastard!Out of frustration, she decided to visit Lenka at her country house; she had been inviting her for a long time, some company was expected, maybe there would be interesting men. Her friend herself was no fool when it came to spreading her legs on the side and cuckolding her husband, so it was quite possible she could compensate for her disappointment.
The gate creaked and Tatyana immediately ran into her friend; they kissed.
— Come in, people have just gathered.
But apparently, interesting men weren't really in the cards today; there was only an unfamiliar couple, Sveta and Sergey, and their teenage son. Tatyana became quite despondent, quickly helped Lenka set the table, and the whole company sat down to dinner. Sergey and Lenka's husband, Alexey, drank a shot each, the ladies entertained themselves with red wine, chatting about all sorts of nonsense.
Gradually, the wine did its job and she relaxed a bit, not that her mood improved greatly, but the resentment faded slightly. Completely by chance, her gaze brushed over Alik, the son of the invited couple, and she suddenly noticed that he was staring right at her legs. For the meeting with Vadim, she had worn a rather revealing outfit with a short skirt, and now, as she sat with her legs slightly apart, the kid was staring right between her legs.
Her first impulse was to change her posture, pull down her skirt, and cross her legs, but apparently the wine played its role and she felt like teasing the little shit. Tatyana turned her head away so that she could only see him with her peripheral vision, making it seem like she didn't see him, and sprawling more freely, she spread her legs even wider. Alik even slightly opened his mouth, apparently seeing her panties, and he tensed up completely. She found it a bit funny and even pleasant—well, it was still some kind of male attention. Fine, let him enjoy it.
Meanwhile, the feast proceeded quite normally; everyone had already managed to get a bit tipsy. Tatyana didn't even notice how Alik disappeared from the table, and Lenka meanwhile asked her to bring more wine.
— Listen, look by the stairs to the attic, there should be a box there.
The wine was found in the designated place. Tatyana was about to take the bottle and leave, but she heard some creaking from above, from the attic. Curiosity, of course, made her quietly climb the stairs to the attic; there was a small room there, cobbled together from boards. Tatyana very carefully approached, looked through the cracks between the boards inside, and froze.
On an old sofa lay Alik, with his shorts down, masturbating with his eyes closed. The sight simply mesmerized her; the kid was jerking his dick with such passion. And he already had everything quite grown-up—not a boyish dick, as it might have seemed at first, but quite a cock, maybe not of a grown man, but quite decent for his build. Tatyana simply couldn't tear her eyes away, and in her lower abdomen, it suddenly became not just warm, but somehow very hot; her lips dried out and she licked them.
And he was jerking off to her, he got so aroused from the sight of her bare thighs. She spread her legs and slipped her hand under her skirt, starting to caress herself right through the thin fabric of her panties. Meanwhile, Alik quietly moaned and his dick shot out a stream of white cum right onto his stomach. Tatyana suddenly shook and came, so vividly and powerfully, as if she had been fucked by several stallions in a row.
Alik, meanwhile, lay silently with his eyes closed. Tatyana snapped out of the trance and slowly and quietly descended downstairs so as not to get caught. For a few minutes, she just stood there to calm down, then took the wine and with a fake smile went back to the company. It was good that people were already quite drunk and no one paid attention to her being absent longer than it should have taken to fetch the wine.
It was already getting dark, and making excuses about having things to do, she quickly got ready and headed to the station. The whole way, Tatyana tried to get it out of her head, but she couldn't. Already at home, lying in bed with her snoring husband, it suddenly washed over her; she took off her panties and, spreading her legs, began to masturbate furiously. Before her eyes was the youthful figure on the sofa, with its erect cock.
She thought she would forget all this the next day, but the memories only became brighter and stronger. At work, Tatyana went to the toilet more often than usual and, locking herself in, didn't just masturbate but fiercely jerked off, each time coming delightfully from the image of that cock, so beautiful and long, with a red head. She wanted it to stand before her so she could caress it with her lips, for it to enter her directly.
After some time, this began to take on the character of an obsession. Tatyana suddenly began to notice that she was looking appraisingly at young boys and wanted to receive their attention, for them to look at her as a woman and desire her, for their cocks to stand as well as Alik's.
Every day, when her husband fell asleep, she masturbated, imagining scenes with young boys jerking their cocks.