
A Life Story. Part 1. The Incident at the Bathhouse.
This story happened to me in the summer when I had just turned 19. I was living with my mom and sister, who was 18 at the time.
My mother had been a widow for 4 years. She hadn't had any men since my father's death.
In general, I've always tended to believe that every family has its own skeletons in the closet. My mom had such a skeleton too. And what happened then was largely due to the fact that I once found a hard drive containing up to 400 gigs of my father and mother's personal archive.
I stumbled upon it by accident while sorting through things. I was surprised by its very existence. A hard drive I didn't know about. Connecting it to my laptop wasn't a problem
at all. Two folders were discovered on it. One was filled with photos, the other with a large number of videos.The photos mostly depicted my naked mother in various poses. Quite a few photos were taken outdoors. I knew my parents often went to nature, to the river near our dacha where we spent the summers.
The second folder contained videos where my parents engaged in lovemaking wherever they could. The sight quickly imprinted itself on my brain, which sent a signal to the appropriate part of my body. It was strange to get aroused seeing your own father bend your own mother over and fuck her. But my dick started to harden as soon as I saw my mom's large breasts, even in the photos. They were simply magnificent. Neat, small nipples seemed to beckon. I just wanted to touch them. And when I turned on the video of my father fucking my mother, I came almost as soon as I took my dick in my hand. That day, I couldn't calm down or come to my senses for a long time. The image of my naked mother was stuck in my mind. I had to jerk off again and again, about 3 times. After that, I calmed down a bit.
All these events took place in April. We usually went to the dacha in June.
If the summer was warm, the dacha was wonderful. But in those days, the end of June suddenly turned cold. We didn't have our own banya (sauna). There was only a summer shower and that was it. In cold weather, it couldn't be used. To wash, we heated water in a kettle.
But one day, my mother came and said she had arranged with a neighbor for us to be allowed to wash in his banya. She said we would all go together. I was a bit surprised. But my mother said the banya was at our disposal for a whole hour this Saturday. So we're all going together. We're family, there's nothing to be shy about. At least we'll get a good wash, since the weather is like this.
I had never been in a banya before and didn't know how things worked there. So I was a little scared of the unknown. Saturday was tomorrow. In the evening, we gathered all our bathing supplies and went to the neighbor's.
The banya was located at the back of his property. From there, a beautiful view of the local river opened up. The banya itself was small. Just two rooms: the dressing room and the steam room itself. In the dressing room, there was a small table and a couple of benches. Here we started undressing. I undressed down to my underwear. And waited for my mother and sister to undress. Seeing that they were down to just their bras and panties, I was about to turn towards the entrance to the steam room when my mother called out to me:
— "Where are you going in your underwear? Take it off."
I was taken aback.
— "These too?"
My mother didn't mince words, she simply walked over and quickly pulled them off me, saying:
— "We only have an hour. Why are you dawdling here."
I, left in my birthday suit, entered the steam room. It was stuffy, making me feel a bit dizzy. I looked around. The room was small. To the right of the entrance was the stove and a water container. To the left, against the wall, was a bench. In the same wall was a small window to the outside. I heard the creak of the door separating the steam room from the dressing room behind me and turned around. My mother and sister entered. Both, to my surprise, completely naked. My sister sat down next to me on the bench while my mom took a basin and poured hot water into it. While she was doing all this, she often turned her ass towards me and bent over. Her pussy was very visible in those moments.
I sat there thinking, looking at this:
— "What a gorgeous woman after all. My father was lucky. He must have fucked her more than once."
My sister approached my mother, who poured water over her and began soaping her body and scrubbing with a washcloth. From time to time, she pressed her large breasts against my sister's body. Because of this, the scene from the video flashed before my eyes again. And my dick started to harden. It was getting erect and I couldn't do anything about it. I stood up and turned my back to my mother and sister. My dick was standing stiff. The glans was fully exposed. Behind me, my sister finished washing and my mother called me. There was nothing else to do. I turned and slowly walked towards my mom. My sister noticed my erection immediately, unlike my mother. She smiled and covered her mouth with her palm. Then she sat on the bench. My mother was standing right in front of me, completely naked. I came even closer to her and only then did she notice I was hard. I expected any reaction but this one. She looked at me. Then simply took a ladle and poured water over me a couple of times. Then she started soaping my body. Just like with my sister, she began to sometimes press her breast against me and then I couldn't hold back. I raised my hand and touched one of her tits. It felt so firm to the touch. My dick just throbbed. I felt I could come if I just took it in my hand. My mother stopped and simply calmly removed my hand from her breast with her own hand. She continued washing me again. She went lower and lower. She squatted down to make it easier to wash me below the waist. She started soaping my dick, making movements similar to a handjob. And then I couldn't hold back. Feeling the orgasm, I turned my body so that the head of my dick was pointed towards my mother. My mother instantly stopped when my dick shot out a powerful stream of cum. I even managed to get some in her mouth. The thing is, her mouth was really at the level of my dick at that moment. And since she was breathing through her mouth because of the heat, it was slightly open. Half of the large stream flew into it in a second. She abruptly sat down on the floor. But she quickly came to her senses from the surprise and managed to swallow what had gotten into her mouth. Then she started wiping the remnants of my cum from her chin with her palm, looking at my dick, which was starting to lose its hardness. After that, she looked me in the face and said:
— "I hope you're calmed down now."
I stood there blushing, yet I couldn't do anything about myself.
My sister also saw how I came copiously right into my mom's mouth. But she watched it with a little smile. Clearly, she liked it.
My mother finished washing me and stood up to her full height. Drops of my cum were still visible on her chin. I stood before my mom at full height. And despite the fact that my dick was already hanging limply, I was still recovering from the intense orgasm.
I sat on the bench next to my sister. She was still looking at me with a smile. But I was looking at my mother. Her tits were simply magnificent. I so wanted to touch them again, especially watching their owner wash them.
My mother washed herself. And we went out to the dressing room. We started getting dressed.
(to be continued)