An urgent telegram about the serious illness of my wife's father came unexpectedly, as well as such things. She had to urgently get ready for the trip. Driving for 250 km is not a pleasant pleasure, especially not at a wedding. I volunteered to escort my beloved to my destination, since four days ago I was successfully sent by the entire department to the next February vacation. Although I could never digest the ancestors of my little wife, I just wanted to unwind, take a sip of the life-giving air of the patriarchal province and at the same time be thought of as an attentive son-in-law and a compassionate spouse. I was greatly encouraged by my companion’s life, and she had loaded me with many trunks and bags with various metropolitan grocery deficits for papani. It was in the era of half-starved, Gorbachev perestroika. My wife and I were 27 years old, they graduated from one university, they had one spinogryz-Nikolku at the age of 4 years old, which my mother often took to herself, who lived in the next house. This is where our similarity ended. I met her in my last year at the institute. We married with Larisa, as usual, for love. Raised in the Strictly Puritan family, having done me a favor, with a sour face, she gave herself up only after the wedding, which, at last, reassured me very much. However, early I began to build erotic-sexy castles of our upcoming intimate life. It turned out that sex interests her just as I do the daily morning route of the neighboring Rottweiler Porthos. Pushing her legs apart, at the most inopportune moment she could have asked something like ... “Andryusha, did you remember to ask in the housing office when they send the plumber“? A member of mine responded to this by a complete refusal to perform his functions, prescribed by nature, wrinkling to disgraceful values.
No other affection, except for kisses, limited from the navel and above are not included in our menu. I remember once, trying to lick her clit glasses, I remember how sparks fell from the eyes of the kick of her knee, did not try anymore ... No clever sexual books for young spouses, nor my bitter lamentations on the subject of intimate manipulation to anything did not lead. Here, among other things, she became pregnant. On the advice of friends and our other family well-wishers, I advised me not to bother her, say, sex has a detrimental effect on our long-awaited child. It was easier to persuade my boss to give me another vacation in some velvet August than to persuade her to give me. I was pretty tired of this, and I began to walk on the side, since the institute’s notebook with a considerable number of phones of my passions was preserved.
The bus, dropping off the highway and shaking the bumps of country roads, finally took us to the district center where Larisa's parents lived. They lived with their two daughters, Natasha, who was 16 years old and Katya, 19 years old. The eldest of the daughters was my wife Larisa. They lived in a fairly spacious three-room apartment in the center of the town. The door was opened to us by Katya, whom I had not seen for almost four years since she was another 15 year old girl with angular manners. Then a tall, slender dazzling, ashy blonde with green eyes appeared before my gaze. My lower jaw dropped, a pleasant primitive shiver ran through my body, expressed in a stupid, lustful smile deprived of the attention of the male. The clean air of the depths of her was clearly in favor. Even through a blouse it was possible to determine the size of her breasts - no less than the third or fourth. From the state of izukanizma I brought exclamation Katya ... <андрюша! лара!="" как="" хорошо,="" что="" вы="" приехали="" "!="" с="" этими="" словами="" она="" бросилась="" нам="" на="" шею,="" прижавшись="" плотно="" всем="" телом,="" чмокнула="" меня="" в="" угол="" рта,="" от="" чего="" я="" почувствовал="" предательское="" шевеление="" в="" брюках.="">
We sat down to drink tea from the road and during the whole process I couldn’t take my eyes off Katya. It turned out that their father fell ill suddenly, he had an emergency operation and now he is in the district hospital. And the mother, Anna Petrovna, is now there with the younger Natasha.It turned out that every night my father had one of them left, that today there would be a mother, and Natashka would be back soon. We chatted a little more, and I left the sisters alone. Prudently throwing a jacket, I went to the balcony to smoke. Returning after 10 minutes, I found them in the company of another pretty girl. Something in her guise was familiar to me. Yes, I was not mistaken - it was Natasha. My God, where did the angular teenager I knew go? It was a well-formed girl with bottomless light brown eyes, loose brown hair, slender with glossy, white skin. With a cry ... "Andrew"! she hung on my neck, cupping all my face with her plump lips. I felt so good that I forgot for a moment and kissed this fury straight into the upper sponge. Natashka, looking at me in surprise, smiled. I can swear that in this smile I caught a promise to allow me to do it again, but in a different, more appropriate setting ...
Shouting wife ... "Here is a dog! He doesn’t have enough of these Moscow sluts, so now he coveted his sister “! brought me back to the hateful reality.
It was about 9 pm, when Larissa was going to go to the hospital, make up the mother’s company and stay at her father’s bed for the night. The premonition that I would be alone with Katya and Natasha until the very morning excited me more than any different Playboys. I could not even wish such a gift. I was so sincerely grateful to my little wife that I helped her get together and even filed a coat. Leaving the parental nest, she looked at me sternly and meaningfully, squeezing through her teeth ... "Look at me ..." I went into the living room to the girls, who were whispering about something and laughing merrily.
- Can I join your conversation? smiling, I asked.
- Of course, Andryusha. - almost in one voice they answered.
“Girls, I haven’t seen you for so long that Natasha almost didn’t recognize me.” How you prettier and matured, just beautiful!
Maybe drink something hot? Well, do not sit in mourning the whole evening!
The girls looked at each other, and Katya answered in the elder sister’s right for both ...
- And what about Natalya, let's celebrate the arrival of a cute son-in-law! “The girls loudly laughed, exposing even rows of snow-white teeth.
Inspired by their agreement, I jumped up and went to our Moscow supplies. He took out a bottle of good Armenian brandy and put it on the table. Natasha and Katya were busy in the kitchen preparing a snack. I was anticipating a fun evening ... I could barely cope with the wild, animal excitement that surged on me. After the second pile, the girls became open and flushed.
- You know what kind of tyrant our father. If it were not for the case, Natasha and I would still be virgins and go.
- And what is the case? - I asked, pouring them brandy.
- Nothing special, then somehow. - Katya stopped off, catching Natasha's angry look.
But it became clear to me and without words. Information about the state of the genitals of the sisters was intended for me. It added me courage and excitement. The cognac was over, the girls got drunk, and then Natasha decided to turn on the music and invite me to a slow dance. Kate sat on the couch and watched us. Natasha with all her young and delicious body pressed against me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I felt her deep breathing with a touch of brandy aroma on my neck.
- You think I didn’t notice how, if not by “kinship”, you kissed me? She whispered in my ear. - Want to repeat?
- Really want to. - I honestly admitted.
Her soft lips bit into mine. Her tongue wandered into my mouth and hands slid along my back. I groped her breasts through my jacket and began to knead them frantically. She began to breathe even deeper, not forgetting to kiss me. My dick was bursting with a riser, begging for freedom. We were so carried away that we completely forgot about Kat. I glanced towards the sofa and almost fainted from what I saw. Katya reclined on the couch in her panties.With one hand she tugged at her nipple, as if she wanted to tear it off, while the other hand was in panties and was desperately massaging the clitoris, while her body was bent and straightened in time with the movements of the hand.
Her huge, beautiful breasts with big nipples swayed like appetizing pears on a tree in the wind.
Totally distraught, I dragged Natasha onto the sofa. Having undressed, I began to tear clothes from Natasha. Her chest was smaller than Katya's, but the same elastic and poured, alluring and delightful.
I pulled off her panties with Katie and settled between her legs. My eyes appeared smoothly shaved pussy Katie, from which flowed the sap of love. Without losing a minute, I plunged my lips and tongue in there, which led her hostess to full sexual delight. Natasha clasped my hungry member and put it in her mouth. She did it so skillfully that I doubted her age; Where did she have time to learn this in her 16?
I felt that I was going to finish, and pushed Natasha away with my hand. Kneeling on the couch, I threw Katie's legs on my shoulders and quickly entered her.
- More cute, more ... oh yeah! - begged the lips of this beautiful blonde. My dick entered to the full depth, her pussy squished juices, taking my frantic blows.
Natasha, meanwhile, climbed onto Katya and put her pussy into her tongue. She took the organ of her sister and, clasping Natasha's ass, began to lick her. It was clear that they are not doing this for the first time. Kate finished violently and faded. I got out of it and asked Natasha to turn her ass to me.
“Yes, Andryusha, I waited so long for my turn,” she murmured, “I beg you, go deep into me.” Turning her back to me, Natasha began to gently kiss her sister.
Her ass turned out to be a seductively round shape, and I did not take long to beg. Her pussy took my friend no less hospitable.
- Deeper, dear, I ask you deeper, - she moaned
Natasha finished with a wild scream and fell on her sister. A member of mine jumped out of her and, continuing to pull at his hand, got up from the couch and went to Kate.
“Help me finish, Katya,” I asked Katya, who had already come to her senses.
She crawled out from under Natasha and wrapped her lips around my cock. She did this amazingly, and I soon poured a ton of sperm into her mouth.
It was a crazy night. We have tried almost everything that can come to mind.
After 2 days, Larisa and I left for Moscow. Katya and Natasha promised to visit her nephew. I look forward to ...