With mother in the village

Summer had arrived, and our whole family—father, mother, and I—were planning to go south. But something happened at father's work, and our joint vacation went down the drain. So, it was decided that mother and I would go to the village to distant relatives. Father drove us there and then returned to the city. The hosts, Uncle Semyon, about 60 years old, lean, with a wrinkled face and big hands, constantly saying at appropriate and inappropriate times—"A nail in your ass!"—and his wife Klava, a bit younger than him, with big tits and a huge ass, but a very pleasant, kind face. They welcomed us warmly, set the table in the evening, the adults indulged in moonshine, and I

was poured compote. Before the feast, Semyon heated up the bathhouse. First, Semyon and I washed; he gave me a good thrashing with a birch broom and scrubbed my back with a linden bast washcloth. While he was scrubbing my back, I was bent over, and Semyon was behind me, his dangling dick touching my buttocks. And what a dick he had—God-given. I had been to the bathhouse with my father many times, but I couldn't recall such a big dick. After us, Klava and my mother went to the bathhouse. Semyon spent a long time searching for something on the kitchen shelves. "A nail in your ass, where did the woman hide the tincture? Kid, run and ask your aunt where she put the tincture." I ran to the bathhouse, called out loudly for Aunt Klava from the anteroom; she probably didn't hear me, so I slightly opened the door. My mother was lying on the bench, and Aunt Klava was whipping her with a broom. I saw how my mother's reddened ass trembled under the blows of the broom, and Aunt Klava's huge tits swayed in rhythm with her hand movements. And her ass—what an ass she had. My mother's ass wasn't small, but this one seemed twice as big. I called Aunt Klava again; this time she heard me, came to the door, and as if she weren't naked, calmly asked what I needed. I explained, and she told me where the tincture was. My attention was drawn to the thick, wet hair on her pubic area. I left the anteroom with a hard-on. I quickly pulled it out of my pants and started jerking off. It took me no more than a minute before a stream of cum shot out. After dinner, everyone went to bed. About ten minutes later, the characteristic creaking of a bed started coming from behind the wall, along with Aunt Klava's squeaky voice—"Take it easy, easy!"—and Semyon's hoarse roar—"A nail in your ass!" I looked toward my mother. It seemed to me that the bulge of the blanket near her lower abdomen was jerking quickly. Could mother be masturbating? At that thought, my dick got hard again, and I started jerking off. This time, I jerked off longer before turning on my side and cumming on the floor. In the morning, mother, seeing the stains on the floor, ruffled my hair—"Good job, didn't dirty the bed"—and seeing me blush—"It's okay, all teenagers go through this." A couple of days passed since we were staying as guests. Aunt Klava went to the market after breakfast; I was going to the river to fish, but halfway there, I remembered I forgot the bait. I returned and just approached the gate when I saw Semyon and my mother entering the bathhouse. What were they going to do there now? I quickly went to the bathhouse and peeked through the small window. Mother was standing with her hands raised, and Semyon was pulling her dress off over her head. After taking off mother's dress, he started taking off his own pants; mother, wide-eyed at his dick, stepping out of her panties. She wasn't wearing a bra. Free of clothes, Semyon laid mother on the bench, spread her legs, and buried his face between her legs. He was apparently licking her pussy, and she was moving her ass back and forth. From what I saw, I couldn't tell how long he licked her pussy, but then he pulled away from her pussy, put mother on all fours, spat several times on his dick, spread her buttocks, and drove his dick into her pussy. Mother shuddered and pushed her ass toward his dick. Semyon started moving quickly; when he fully entered her, his buttocks clenched; when he pulled out, they relaxed. Mother met him with her ass. Gradually, he sped up, and at the end, he jerked a few times, grabbed mother by the hips, pulled her sharply toward him, and froze. After standing for a bit, he pulled out his dick, turned mother around, and put his dick in her mouth. She began sucking off the remnants with gusto. I didn't notice when I started jerking off; I came quickly, ran into the house, and went to the river. When I returned, I noticed that mother, Semyon, and Klava were interacting as usual. But I started watching mother and Semyon closely. Once, as I was falling asleep, I saw mother get up and leave the room. I quietly followed her; she went out into the yard, where Semyon was waiting for her. He bent her over and started fucking her. I pulled out my dick and was about to jerk off when someone's hand rested on my head, and another covered my mouth. It was Aunt Klava. "Quiet, let me help you." Before I could process anything, she knelt down and started sucking my dick. I experienced such pleasure for the first time. The scene was absolutely mind-blowing—Semyon fucking my mother, and his wife sucking her son's dick. From that night on, at every opportunity, Aunt Klava and I had fun, and Semyon surely managed to find moments to

fuck mother. Several years passed; I once again fucked my beloved mommy, and after pulling away from her, I started asking her about that summer. "Son, on that first evening, when you were settling down to sleep and I went to pee, as I came out of the toilet, Semyon grabbed my arm—'Where are you rushing off to, beauty? Let's play,' and he pulled his dick out of his pants. I had never seen anything like that. But I broke free and ran into the house. When I heard him fucking Klava through the wall, I so wanted to be in her place; I calmed myself with masturbation. And two days later, when he led me to the bathhouse, I didn't resist. By the way, it wasn't a secret to your mother that Aunt Klava made you a man."