Sex stories. Story one. Forty-four is not a sentence.

[Alter.Glory]

Margarita B

Margarita did not have a good day. I had a fight with my husband this morning. I broke my favorite flower pot, and now I need to clean the floor. Moreover, the student’s son brought a friend home. Everything would have been fine, but somehow it didn’t work out well. She, in her tight tights and plaid shirt, was wiping the floor with a rag, bending down and not looking back. When suddenly I ran straight into this tall and strong guy, who suddenly needed to go to the toilet. Perhaps it was her imagination, but the place where she buried her ass somehow became tense. It is certainly flattering for her to understand that she is able to excite a young man, but still. It’s kind of unusual, isn’t it? But there’s more to come. Returning from the toilet, the young man began to flirt with her, and she did not mind. She flirted with him, laughed at his stupid jokes, and then completely accepted the offer to drink beer together. So the three of them, Margarita, her son and his friend, drank beer together. But she first decided to put herself in order. I changed into shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt with a deep neckline. I looked at myself in the mirror and came to the conclusion that 44 years is not a sentence. After drinking the nth amount, Margarita was already dancing with her son’s friend and even allowed her butt to be touched. Finally, when she accidentally felt his erect penis in his jeans, the woman realized she was going to have sex. At some point, when the alcohol was almost running out, they sent Margarita’s son to the store for more. And before he even had time to leave the entrance, Margarita began greedily sucking his friend’s penis. He turned out to be even larger than she had imagined. She had only seen such a trunk in porn, but here it was alive and right in front of her nose. You can touch it, stroke it, jerk it off and even lick it with your tongue. And she did it with special pleasure. The guy, too, was not at a loss and with all passion pulled the head of his mother, stunned with happiness, onto his penis. He thrust and pulled out, inserted and rotated, slapped her cheeks and fucked her with all his might right into her throat. Margarita was in seventh heaven, so much so that she lost track of time. They both even forgot that the door was not closed. And now the son has returned. He opened the door and dropped bottles of foam onto the floor. His pretty mom froze on her knees with her face covered in a thick layer of sperm, and his friend moved his dick across her lips with a smile. Yes, perhaps this sight came as a surprise to her son, but for Margarita it was a pattern, because her husband had not pleased her with his penis for a long time, and an orgasm could not be achieved with just a stamp in the passport. One way or another, the woman’s life turned upside down that day. The son now knew that his mother was a whore, his friend took advantage of this and fucked her more than once, and Margarita herself was no longer embarrassed at her age to wear a mini, and sex for her ceased to be akin to the New Year. She simply stopped denying herself this and now anyone who wanted her could hope for reciprocity. But I’ll tell you about this, maybe later.