Tatyana

Tanya was 36 years old, she worked as an accountant at a small firm that dealt in wholesale sales of construction materials.

For her age, she looked very young: dark curly hair, a bright white-toothed smile, slightly plump hips, slender legs. When Tanya wore a short skirt (and she knew the value of her legs) and heels—all men, young and old, would watch her as she passed. And the director of her firm had repeatedly made it unmistakably clear to Tanya that he wanted to advance her career using her feminine charms. But Tanya was raised with the belief that you can't earn all the money in the world, and so she was content with the bare minimum.

The money she earned was enough for her to live on, and besides, she was quietly saving up for her son Ruslan's university education.

Ruslan was finishing 11th grade, he was already 18 years old, and he wanted to become a programmer. He was a whiz with computers. Tanya's friends had repeatedly asked Ruslan to reinstall Windows, to clean their computers of viruses. Ruslan handled everything excellently. Looking at him, Tanya couldn't be prouder. The only thing that worried her was that Ruslan still didn't have a girlfriend. Practically all his friends and classmates were fucking like crazy, and in the evenings they would loudly discuss their exploits, sitting on the bench near the entrance.

She was tormented by the question, how did he manage without sex? But one day, while sorting through her son's laundry, she found his underwear with dried stains, and everything immediately fell into place. Tanya realized that her son was jerking off. At first, she wanted to immediately go to him and make a scene, perhaps even hit him in the face with these underwear, but then she realized that she would inflict psychological trauma on her son. After all, all boys his age do it.

Suddenly, she was overwhelmed by sensations hitherto unknown to her. Her imagination painted a picture of her son, sitting on a chair, and enthusiastically jerking off his cock. These thoughts made her break out in a sweat, and then she felt a trickle run down her legs and Tanya realized with horror that she was aroused! But she immediately pulled herself together. The last thing she needed was to get aroused by thoughts of her masturbating son!

Tanya left the bathroom and headed to her son's room. She wanted to see what her son was doing. He's probably sitting in front of the monitor, she thought.

But what opened up before Tanya's eyes, she could never have imagined. Ruslan was sitting in his chair, and having wrapped his cock in her panties, he was furiously jerking off. His eyes were closed, and his lips were moving incoherently.

Tanya felt the floor rapidly disappearing from under her feet. She hadn't had sex for 3 years since her divorce from her husband. She had trained herself not to think about it, believing that sex was in the past for her. She didn't want to meet any men, thinking that a stepfather would treat her son poorly. Although she often felt sorry for herself, suffering from loneliness.

Tanya didn't even notice how her hand ended up under her panties. Coming to her senses, she pulled her hand out and with a determined look, pushed open the door to her son's room.

At the noise, Ruslan jerked and tried to cover his erect cock with his sweatpants.

 — Don't even try, I saw everything, — Tanya said with steel in her voice, — Jerking off, huh? And you decided to use my lace panties too?

 — Mom, I… no… I— Ruslan couldn't say anything.

Tanya walked up to him and pulled off his pants. Blood rushed to her head immediately. His cock, big, firm, with a glistening head from arousal.

The mother didn't understand how, but she came to her senses kneeling and pleasurably sucking her son's cock. What am I doing? — flashed through her mind, but the sensations were so pleasant that she couldn't restrain herself.

Tanya took it in her mouth, licked the head, gently massaged his balls with her fingers. Ruslan, throwing his head back, only moaned. After a few minutes, Ruslan rasped:

 — I want to cum!

 — How do you want it, my good boy?

Ruslan didn't answer, he jerked up and started furiously jerking his dark-red cock onto Tanya's face. After a few seconds, a powerful stream of cum shot out from the small hole on the head. Tanya's face was instantly covered with white flakes, and Ruslan kept cumming and cumming. There was so much cum that Tanya couldn't open her eyes and just waited for Ruslan to finish spurting his white liquid. Finally, her son collapsed exhausted into the chair, and Tanya, carefully wiping the cum from her eyes, stood up and walked over to the mirror hanging on the wall. Yes, she looked impressive! There wasn't a single centimeter of her face free from cum, two long streams were in her hair, a drop hung from her left ear, and both breasts were abundantly covered with white drops.

 — Son, I never thought one could cum so much, I won't be able to wash it off in the bathroom!

 — Mommy, please, don't wash it off, you look so sexy! — Ruslan pleaded. — What if I want more?

 — Oh, you cheeky boy! — Tanya said with a smile. — If you want more, then first make mommy feel good too.

With these words, Tanya walked over to the bed, settled comfortably and spread her legs. Ruslan approached and started poking his cock into her pussy.

 — No, son, you'll do that later, first lick me.

Ruslan settled between her legs and tentatively touched her juice-dripping pussy with his tongue. Tanya immediately pressed his head into her crotch, so her son had to work with his tongue. Tanya moaned, writhed, scratched Ruslan's shoulders with her nails and after a few minutes, convulsing all over, she came.

Ruslan, waiting for the convulsions of her orgasm to end, rose from his knees. His face was all wet from his mother's juices. Tanya whispered softly to him: — Fuck me, son, fuck me like a cheap whore.

At these words, Ruslan's cock instantly hardened and he started clumsily poking into his mother's open vagina. Tanya, smiling, jerked him towards her, immediately driving his cock its full length into herself. — It's not small, Tanya thought. And she surrendered to the pleasant sensations. Ruslan, obeying his instincts, simply drove his cock in to the hilt, so that his mother's head lightly bumped against the headboard. After a couple of minutes, he groaned: — I'm cumming! And Tanya felt her vagina filling with her son's hot cum. This sent her into an orgasm of unprecedented strength and colorful spots flashed before her eyes. Ruslan jerked a couple more times and then lay still on top of her.

After resting, he pulled out of her and watched with interest as a stream of his cum flowed from her open pussy.

 — Well, there you go, impregnated your mother — Tanya said with a laugh. — I'm going to the bathroom to wash up.

A few minutes later, Tanya came out. She couldn't wash off all the cum. The hair on her head was sticky from cum, and she just didn't want to wash it at that moment.

Now Tanya eagerly awaited the end of the workday and in the evening she would run home. Her son also couldn't wait for his mother to come home. In the hallway, throwing down her bag, she would greedily kiss Ruslan, then take his cock out of his pants and give him a blowjob. Then, with cum on her face (Ruslan really liked her splattered face and didn't allow her to wash it) she would change clothes, they would have dinner and go fuck. Ruslan gradually learned to perform cunnilingus and Tanya came fairly quickly. Ruslan liked to cum with her in different ways: sometimes on her chest, sometimes on her back, sometimes in her mouth. But most of all he liked it when streams of his cum shot onto her face. He always laughed when she involuntarily flinched as cum got into her eyes. Tanya, however, preferred it when he came inside her. Feeling her son's hot cum inside her was an unimaginable pleasure for her.

A few days later, Tanya got her period. It was unbearable for them to wait until it ended. All these days Tanya sucked her son's cock, not letting his cum stagnate, and then in the shower, under the stream of water, she would come herself. But a couple of months later, Ruslan suggested she try anal sex. Tanya, after a little thought, agreed. Her son took a tube of Vaseline, generously lubricated her ass and his cock, and started slowly inserting. Tanya had never engaged in anal sex before and it hurt her. But she, biting her lip, endured and waited for Ruslan to enter her. Her son, sensing her pain, tried to enter her as slowly as possible. After a few minutes, his cock was completely in her ass and Ruslan started moving. Her ass was tight, unused, and his cock went in with difficulty. But gradually his movements sped up, her asshole allowed him in even deeper and then, growling, Ruslan filled Tanya's ass with his cum. After jerking a little more, he pulled out of her.

 — Well, how was it, — her son asked, catching his breath a little.

 — Awesome, I liked it. You popped my cherry, — Tanya laughed, — It was just painful at first.

Wiping the mixture of Vaseline and cum from her crotch, Tanya laid her son on his back and took his limp cock into her mouth. After a few minutes, his cock was back in fighting form. Tanya started with slow, teasing caresses, gradually moving to sharp, fast movements with her mouth, helping with her hand. Ruslan couldn't hold back for long, and soon exhaled: — I'm cumming!

Tanya sped up the pace and in an instant a hot stream of cum sprayed onto her face. She kept squeezing more and more cum out of her son's cock and soon the cock stopped twitching in her hand and went limp.

 — I'm glad I have you, Tanya said and kissed her son on the lips.