Recently, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my mother and her friend Victoria, more precisely Aunt Vicki. After the night, I decided to lie down to rest, but then the doorbell rang. Thinking that I was alone in the house, I went downstairs. But there the mother had already opened the door, in the opening of which appeared the smiling face of Aunt Vika. She's in her 50s, I don't know exactly by how long. Lives with her husband Sergeevich for thirty years. A quiet, silent little man, ten years older than her, or maybe more, but he looks quite strong. They have a daughter, but after graduating from the institute she went somewhere over the hill, where she got married and nothing but calls. She often visits her mother to chat. They both went out of the house and went under the shed. But since Aunt Vika is a very interesting storyteller of all sorts of stories, I decided to drink tea in the kitchen, sitting under the window overlooking the canopy. Where I am completely invisible, but for that I have them in full view. Lara at home? she asked her mother. Why do you need her? - answered the mother. Not why, just like that; like a word. she said, just saw her walking home. Well, I saw it, but you ask - grinning, her mother answered her, You better tell me why you are so funny. I heard you were at the resorts.
- This is not a resort, but a medical sanatorium.
- Wow, is there a difference?
- Of course, a resort for relaxation, but this is for treatment.
- And what did you treat there.
- And everything, just to raise the tone.
- Damn, and you have some words, tone, maybe even for something else, Maybe it’s not for you, but for your Sergeevich, it was necessary to go for a concept with him.
- More than one sanatorium won’t lift him, he hasn’t been lifted for ten years already.))
- Do not say "godfather" at the most such.
- Really? so he is younger than mine and much, What the hell with them, weak men went today.
- Oh, Vika, we don't need this anymore either.
- DO NOT tell girlfriend, more as needed.
- Then I see you're happier. What someone at the resort put in for you.
- Sanatorium, medical, that's also for the purpose of treatment.
- What did you put in? There was a man coming out, not worn out. Yes business. I see you look so younger in a week.
- Not a week, but three.
- What's three weeks? It flies in time. Yes, they probably didn’t understand his tone there badly, that he was fooling you there every evening for all three weeks.
- But not all three, we agreed after the first, and not in the evening, and sometimes three times a day.
- Well, you're a hungry woman, but he's so hardy, He didn't stretch his legs after that. Is it possible to work like that at that age?
- Lida, it's too early for him to talk about his age.
- Are you young, picked up?
- NOT I him, but he me, and he is not so young either, some twenty years younger.
- You've lost your mind, he's good enough for your sons.
- Love has no age.
- I do not understand how it was possible to do this? More precisely, how could you sniff there.
- It was boring around there, all in pairs and old people, rich kids floated them there, and I was alone both on walks and in the dining room, where he sat down. He invited me to take a walk in the forest, along the beach, so we walked for a week. Then we wandered into the coffee, there is some vodka, kebabs. He is a guy from a rich family, a lot of money, so he treated me. And when we returned to the sanatorium from one coffee at night, we were caught in the rain soaked through, to the skin. My building where the room was closer, so they jumped in on me. Where he began to complain to me about life. Looks like we went too far with vodka, He complained, I regretted it. Yes, I remember it all in parts.
- Yes, you are a master about drinking, I know that, and even at someone else's expense. That's where I blew my brains.
- What's with the brains? The guy almost cried. He has a sexual trauma from a bad experience.
- What are you hanging? What kind of sexual trauma is this?
- Lida, Lida, how far away you are. The young guy played with the girl, she gave, and while he was attached and finished. And she laughed at him, and told her friends. Here is his injury. He says everything is fine, especially in the morning, he stands with a stake, but when it comes down to it, nothing happens, Here is a virgin at thirty with a penny.
- Well, he complained, you regretted, and then what.
- Well, I said that it was just from his thoughts, you need not think about what was there once and direct your thoughts to what is.
- Well?
- What and? He said that of course you could try, but you need to find someone. And since he is afraid that the same will happen, I would like a friend or already prepared. So I told him that I could try it with him, but not quite like that, but right there and there, but how to imitate it.
- I didn’t understand what - back and forth - to imitate, Can you speak more understandably?
- What is not understandable here, not for real, but on purpose.
Vika, you've got me completely confused.
- In short, after the rain, we undressed and covered ourselves with blankets, sitting on the bed, he is naked, I am too, and I am a woman, he has a sexual injury, and we imitate sex, will he be able to remove this injury or not.
- Well, what's next with this "imitation of them by them." Damn, and the word is, I won’t pronounce it.
- So? Somehow, by itself, it went from imitation to the real one.
- Straightaway?
- Not immediately, I put my hand under the blanket as agreed, to act, felt the penis and balls. Stroked, crushed, pulled. And there is zero, like mine, and the penis is somehow small, all shriveled, the eggs are many times larger. He says - You see how this injury works. The only thing I thought was that he might not get up on me.
- It may well be. - And what's next?
- Farther? I moved closer and began to calm him down, Like, it doesn’t matter, we’ll try again, you’re young, you will succeed, and again your hand under the covers. And there everything is still the same, the only thing has become warmer and it seems that the penis has become bigger, as if getting out of the hug of the eggs. I then remembered how mine, when he washed under a cold shower, he also became so small. Maybe it's from the rain - I told him, and with a playful fantasy for the experiment, I offered him another option for testing. I invited him to lie down on me and lie on me, as if to get used to the female body. Well, let that fear go away. He agreed. I lay down and threw off the blanket, he lay down on top. Between my legs so that the member touches my pubic hair. He gently clung to me touching fir, His body was trembling, his breath hitched. Member though, and became more, but was just as sluggish. I hugged him, hugging him to me and whispered that he would calm down and lay without embarrassment.
It lay like that for five minutes. I was pleased, and even desires were awakened, a pleasant aching in the lower abdomen. And I pulled away from him and directed all my thoughts to my feelings, remembering something, about fantasizing, when I suddenly felt that his penis lying on my pubis became larger, and decently began to rest moving along the hair to the navel. I got up, I thought, and putting my hand between our stomachs, I felt a decent head of a standing member. Well, I said it's not so bad. He got up to release him, and I tucked my legs, when I suddenly felt his penis pressed against my vaginal lips. We can go there - we'll try - he said. Or maybe not worth it, - I said, trying to move away. But the head is already in. And what? It won’t disappear from me, it won’t be erased, but help him for life - I thought and felt how the member went to the end and he touched my pubis with his pubis. Well, everything turned out - I said, even if not as I expected. Well, don’t jump out of my underwear, so I decided to let the boy drive and finish once in the body of a woman. Do not masturbate him for the rest of his life. He began to move it in me, after which the sounds of my hole were heard, it strangely became limp. Yes, so that the hair around her was all stuck together, from the discharge. The stomach began to twitch, and pleasant feelings intensified at the bottom. Warmth spread throughout the body, a pleasant whirl appeared in the head. I even went into time with his movements, when suddenly he pressed against me and fell silent. Finished - I asked. Well, yes, I told you that I have it quickly. It's okay, I said - although I was a little disappointed. We lie down, then we repeat.
After a bit, he came out and lay next to him on his side. After that, I don't remember anything because I passed out. I came to my senses when it was light in the room, and he stroked between my legs. I pulled them apart with my eyes closed. He lay down on top and slowly entered me. Then slowly began to increase the pace. What went away at night returned with great speed and I literally finished in a couple of minutes. And he continued for some time, then just pressed himself and merged into me. We lay almost until lunch, then went to the shower. There he got up again, and in order not to offend him, I bent over, resting my hands against the wall, and to the sound of the water, he fucked me, having finished again. After dinner, after walking through the forest, we again went to bed, where we delivered pleasure to each other, which I had never had in my life. So everything went on with us, the days went by without absenteeism, at least once, but it happened. Of course, I did not finish as often as he did, but in two days for sure, although there was money up to three times.
- Yes, you give Victoria, you can envy - said the mother. See that yours does not recognize. Yes, I'm only for you, we have our secrets with you, I'm silent about you, you about me. Do you remember how you played with the shop mechanic for a whole year. No one will recognize the grave. And why should we women disappear if the men are so flimsy caught. Cheating on her husband is when love and order in the family, and when the habit of living within the same walls is not a betrayal, it is the need to love and be desired.