Memories of youth — to heal mommy

Memories of youth, they are sometimes so vivid, so... that my heart, even as a grown man, sometimes skips a beat in my chest and even plummets down, feeling so languidly sweet in my chest at once, my cock swells and vibrates a little. Youth, sweet dreams and sweet first steps in sex and sexual experience...

Everything sometimes turns out so strangely and even very surprisingly, that sometimes, remembering "the affairs of bygone days," the sexual joys and sufferings of not-so-long-ago years and days, you often even wonder — did this really happen to me? And looking at one photo that my old friend Viktor took in the park, where my mom and I

are standing in front of a huge oak tree, by the expression on her face you understand — it all happened! And how, right after looking at the photo, that sweet feeling in my chest returns — oh, these memories of our youth! And how happy I was in those long-ago May days — that's what I managed to have with my beloved beauty-mommy in the first days of spring.

And quite successfully! So much for the harm of alcohol! So his sitting in the toilet went normally, though for half an hour or more in the toilet he groaned and growled so much that real wild tigers would be envious. And the "smells" that hung in the air of the toilet — no air freshener could help. But then dad crawled out of there with a satisfied face, gently stroking his stomach — it worked out. So what now — he went to the neighbors for a "repeat performance" — like, there's room in the stomach now!

— Mommy, you're moaning like that. Do you have constipation? Come on, tell me! — with the voice of a class monitor for two years now, confidently and persistently, I began interrogating the moaning mommy.

— Leave me alone, Sashka! My stomach hurts so much I just can't. And I can't go to the toilet, nothing works!

— It's all clear, we covered this in Life Safety class. Remember, I gave Vitka an enema in winter. I'll give you one now too.

Mommy even raised herself up and stopped moaning, apparently stunned by my assertiveness. And here you can't stop, it's actually not such a harmless matter, so I added some pathos:

— Lady-mommy, are you crazy, you'll endure it! You can't endure such a thing! You just need to give an enema immediately! Do you want to get a bowel obstruction and lie under IV drips for a month? — with such a pathetic-tragic loud whisper, I persistently began to persuade her, simultaneously thinking that I absolutely must persuade mommy and getting excited at the thought that she would have to bare her gorgeous ass in front of me.

She resisted a little, but seemingly more for propriety's sake, and soon stopped resisting altogether. I see mommy's back and butt are covered in goosebumps, apparently from shame and excitement, her ears and neck are red. Well, where could she go — her stomach must really hurt, since she keeps moaning. I turn around — all her charms are right in front of my burning eyes — pinkish labia with curly black hairs and a large brown spot between her buttocks, which in this position are spread apart, allowing me both to admire and finally get to the enema. Well, time to start, since I've taken it upon myself to help mommy!

Freezing with excitement and barely breathing, I lubricated the plastic tip of the enema and the little spot of her anus with Vaseline, and, emboldened, began to insert my finger inside, lubricating there too. It was so amazing — the tight little hole squeezed my finger so excitingly! Lubricating my finger again, I began to move it in her butt, you could say, fucking mommy with my finger, inserting it all the way in. Ha! — and mommy seems to like the presence of my finger in her tight little hole. In the large mirror of the dresser, her seemingly pleased face was now reflected, and she began to moan sort of sweetly, not like moaning from pain. Well, time to do the enema, and not give her anal sex with my middle finger. I inserted the tip and, opening the valve, held it in her butt, otherwise it tried to pop out. At the same time, I could admire mom's intimate places without fear of her indignation.

The water poured out slowly, mommy's stomach inflated a little and she began to protest a bit, saying I'd already poured a lot of water into her butt, it's pressing hard now. In a mentor's tone, I advised her to breathe deeper and at the same time began to stroke her hot stomach with my free hand, touching the felt-soft hairs of the triangle at the bottom of her stomach, quietly reveling in the wonderful sensations and the most extraordinary sight right now — in front of me stood my beauty-mommy in a very suggestive pose. Unbelievable, in front of me, in a "doggy style" position, stands my seductive mommy, I'm stroking her stomach and holding the valve in her butt. The view in the mirror was — just take a porn photo and admire it! But that's it, the water ran out, I took the tip out of her butt.

Then I asked her to lie on her stomach on the pillow a little longer, like, so the water would "work" in the intestines, and I inserted my finger into her butt and continued to hold it there, explaining that otherwise the water would pour out and it would all be for nothing. And holding my finger in my mommy's gorgeous butt — the height of pleasure and amazement and simply a sea of excitement. My cock was just tearing through my pants! Well, it's time! — I literally dragged mommy by the arm to the toilet and quickly jumped out of the bathroom — it "blew out" so strongly and sharply immediately as she sat on the toilet seat — water and all the "production waste" flowed out of her in a stream.

After the procedures, mommy came into my room, her face was red, either from straining in the toilet, or from a bit of shame — after all, she stood half-naked in that pose in front of me, and I was poking around in her butt. She thanked me, saying she felt better immediately and a lot, her stomach hardly hurts anymore, it's good that I simply cured her from the torments of constipation. Well, I continued in the voice of our head teacher, that in about an hour we need to repeat it, to clean everything out completely. And don't argue, mommy! And to her indignation, I quite reasonably and, most importantly, very calmly, although my cock in my pants immediately became hard as a rock, remarked that she should consult a doctor about this, any doctor would tell her the same — a second enema is still needed. Muttering something like "Okay then" and blushing again, an hour later mommy was in the same incredibly exciting pose, and I quietly reveled in touching her and her appearance.

Then after the toilet, she came into my room and said I was right, it cleaned out again and well, she feels completely fine now, but her butt hurts a little. And then an interesting and exciting thought unexpectedly came to my mind, apparently my lust prompted me to think, a thought process closer to depravity. I say that now we absolutely must apply "Boro-plus" cream to the butt, to soften it. By the way, Boris Ivanovich, our Life Safety teacher, claimed in a lecture that it's not bad at all and even desirable to let someone cum in the butt, to lubricate the canal in the butt and the anus itself with semen. Mommy was a bit stunned by my "lecture," looked at my face sternly, thinking I was trying to joke, but I was completely serious, like our school principal at a party meeting, and confident in my words, like a TV announcer.

— Mommy, think for yourself, the purest protein, its action in the butt canal after small scratches will be completely restorative. It's an axiom!

I was calm and even indifferent in my face, although inside me everything was boiling — excitement, lust, and hope... After a short silence, mommy suddenly "went along" with my such unusual proposal for her treatment, quietly saying: "Well, okay!" and suddenly, unexpectedly for me, assumed the previous pose. Interesting female logic — she herself lifted the hem of her robe, pulled her panties down to her knees, and again lowered the robe, covering her amazing butt. Female logic! Women — they're always a mystery!

Now I was more stunned than ever, my throat tightened and I went mute, my cock in my pants almost burst from the rush of blood and excitement, my hands were simply trembling, even my teeth were chattering a little, and there was a pounding in my temples too. Slowly lifted the hem of mommy's robe to her waist, climbed onto the bed behind her, and began to smear cream on her tight little hole, which after two procedures wasn't so tight anymore, even the opposite.

Then I quickly pulled down my underwear and began to position myself at mommy's wonderful butt, which was so temptingly pale before me. My rock-hard cock slowly, but persistently and confidently, entered this wonderful little hole and I, restraining myself, first slowly, then faster, began to move in mommy's round sweet butt, gently holding her hot silky thighs. And mommy seemed to really like it — she began to moan quietly, but so excitingly-sweetly, and even began to move a little to meet me.

And then, quickly figuring it out, I slipped one hand under her little belly and began to stroke and knead her hot-wet slit and the little button of her clitoris. Mommy's sweet moans immediately became louder — she clearly liked it! Soon, as unfortunate as it was, I began to cum violently, pouring a large amount of semen, long awaiting release, into her intestine for a long time. And mommy whispered: "Oh, how good I feel now. How hot!" Then, with great reluctance, I got off mommy's gorgeous body and went to the bathroom — mommy constantly reminded me about hygiene. After washing my hard-working cock, which had received great pleasure, I returned to the bedroom.

And mommy was still lying on her stomach, on the pillow, and seemed to be clearly "reveling," judging by her satisfied face. Her big round butt was so excitingly-classy! Ha! — she still hadn't put her panties on, they were still pale at knee level. A small drop of semen had leaked from her anus. And when I, getting excited again, began to smear cream around the brown spot of her anus and insert my finger inside, she seemed to feel good again, she moaned quietly and arched her waist. My cock "rose from the ashes" again, already beside myself from the surging excitement, I climbed onto mommy and began to insert my "friend" into the already worked-in little hole. What a classy mommy I have! And what a butt she has

My second orgasm was even brighter and much more pleasant. And mommy seemed to enjoy my cock in her butt too, she, getting up from the bed, stretched like that, thrusting out her appetizing breasts... What a sexy and classy mommy I have! And the next evening, coming into my room, mommy gently kissed me on the lips and quietly whispered in my ear, apparently so dad in the other room wouldn't hear: "Sashok, will you treat me again tomorrow, okay? It felt so good to me, indescribable! And to you, my young and depraved doctor!?" — "Mommy, it was just incredibly good and pleasant for me! I adore you, mommy! You are the sexiest and classiest! I'm happy that I have you!"

And mommy also quietly, but so excitingly-happily laughed, promising me in my ear that she would treat me too. For spermotoxicity. And teach me. So our joint "treatment" continued until the end of school, until I left for another city to enter university. And I was simply happy that I had such a mommy!