An unforgettable trip with mom

[deen-don]

I’m new here. So I’ll try to publish a story from childhood. I’m writing a story for the first time, I think it will become noticeable right away.

The story happened a long time ago. So the story will be without details. Since I don’t remember them.
I went to the village to visit my grandmother. Even though almost none of my peers were there. I really loved going there. There was room for games and two bets. I rode my bike around every corner, but I was forbidden to go to bets. One was small and dirty, and the second near the shore was covered with concrete slabs. Because of the water, these slabs were covered with green mud. She was so slippery that sometimes you had to give a hand to pull a person out of there.
We immediately got off the bus and headed to the house. Harvesters with strange trailers for harvesting wheat or something else drove by. Which I could only see there. Naturally, I didn’t see this in the city. And rarely local cars. But visitors like us could only be seen in the summer. And then, almost at the turn to our house, a car stops and a man gets out. She called us and mom immediately turned and smiled. She ran up to the meeting and they hugged in a friendly manner. I immediately realized that they knew each other. They exchanged routine phrases and began to tell how everyone was doing. I stood and was bored under the sun for five minutes. He asked what your plans are for the evening. And I inserted myself into the conversation because I didn’t like standing around and listening to how some guy was doing. I said that we are now going to bets and will already be late. They laughed and my mother confirmed my words. Then she said that she was also in a hurry and asked what time we would be there. She said the approximate time and we headed towards the house.

At home there was the usual greeting from grandma and again a lot of conversations. After some time, we finally started betting. I was so glad that I constantly urged her on. And finally we reached our destination. I immediately took off my T-shirt and shorts and dove into the water with a running start. Mom laid out the bedding and took out the necessary things from the bag. She took off her sundress under which she was wearing a blue swimsuit. She lay down on her stomach and began to sunbathe. Forgetting about time, I dived from three large rocks that were about thirty meters from the place where we were located.

Turning around once again I saw the same car drive up to our place. Forgetting that that guy was supposed to come. I was very unhappy with this, but nothing could spoil my mood.
He sat down on the mat and they talked about something. There was no desire to listen to them and the diving continued.

The sound of an engine was heard. The car stopped in the shade of the trees. About five meters from our place. He took some packages out of the trunk and brought them back.
After a while I felt cold and had to get out. As I approached, I saw that they had a bunch of all sorts of food and a drunk bottle of cognac. They were laughing and heatedly discussing something. I sat down next to them and began to eat, wrapped in a towel. Then he gets up and says, now it’s our turn to swim. Mother jokingly denied. But he began to lift her by the hand. All this was accompanied by laughter. In the end, she agreed and they went to the water. Uncle was the first to go down the slope of the slabs and offered her his hand. Mom, holding her hand, ran straight into his arms. He put one hand on her butt, but she abruptly removed it. I sat and watched their strange bathing since there was nothing else to watch. Swimming a bit. They came very close to each other, standing shoulder-deep in the water, and just talked something very calmly and quietly. This lasted for about five minutes. Then they headed towards me. Coming out of the water, my mother straightened out her crumpled swimming trunks, which turned into a thong, and my uncle came out with his arms crossed in the groin area.
Sitting down next to me, they poured another one each under the pretext of keeping warm. My uncle was sitting with his elbows on his arm and my mother’s back was towards him. His other hand was on her stomach. They were no longer laughing, but were talking calmly.
I threw off my towel and ran back into the water, but after a few minutes I turned around and found no one on the shore. After waiting for some time, I went in search.

As I approached the litter I heard a quiet conversation. He was in the bushes near the car. The car was already near me and the voices seemed nearby, but no one was visible. Walking around it, I saw them sitting on the ground as well as on the mat. Only mom leaned her side on him and half turned her face towards him. Her hand was not visible; it was somewhere in the area of ​​his belt, but his hand was in her panties. I froze for several seconds at such a sight.
Then he said where you went. Jerking in surprise, they abruptly pulled their hands out of their previous places and looked at me in fear. Mom said that they went into the shade so as not to get burned. And I have to go into the sun or I might catch a cold. I came back and lounged in the sun. It was quiet around and only their muttering could be heard. Closing my eyes, I was devastated.

I almost dozed off and heard strange sounds of clapping. After listening to the rhythmic sounds, I realized that they were coming from behind the car. Where did I walk for ten minutes.....

[SergeiKa]

deen-don,
Well , what can I say?... Good memories. As a child, there were many incidental moments. In the outback of the Arkhangelsk region, in the villages, something like this often happened... Both my mother and father, and my uncle and aunt (brother and sister), my mother’s relatives, were fired.
And many different uncles and aunts, married and married... Not on purpose. They came across it by chance.
What was surprising was that the aunts then went around placating them with sweets so that no one would let anything slip...
This is understandable in a moment. And then, torkalo!..

[hello. I don’t hear]

More like a novice writer. A simple person won’t write crap in such detail

[WEIGHT]

It was he who was your uncle then, long ago, now, somehow strangely, a grown man calls a man uncle. Have you left the child role yet?

[Engine]

I burned my ancestors and older sister and relatives a bunch of times. They burst into exile, fucked. Sometimes I accidentally peeked.

[viktor_zet]

Normal story. Did you want to join? Describe your feelings at that moment.

[Lust From Beyond]

The story is very true. I think many of us would like to return to a certain childhood memory as adults)

[deen-don]

Normal story. Did you want to join? Describe your feelings at that moment.

At that time it was just wondering

[TannaT]

I’ve never seen transsexuals. But damn, it’s interesting to meet and communicate. Perhaps this communication will end in the Unknown, I can’t assume or say. But damn, it’s interesting...

[Stas99rus]

More like a novice writer. A simple person won’t write crap in such detail

No, he’s just a complete, preoccupied wretched wanker dreamer.. There are 90% of them here

[homa515]

I tried to read. I didn’t finish reading. The writer is not Leo Tolstoy. I finished reading him.