My wife’s older sister, Yana, has always attracted my attention. There are plenty of reasons. Not that my wife didn't satisfy me or was scary. Far from it: my Lenka is a very pretty plump girl with an impressive bust and a bunch of outspoken bed wishes. Yana, on the contrary, has always been a model of modesty, temperance and moderation. She got married only in 25, but then (!) And lost her virginity. A masterpiece of chastity, in short. At the same time, Yanka is the owner of a very good figure (unlike Lenka, which is no secret, she has a tense waist) and long legs. Somewhat upsetting only barely reaching the first breast size, but nothing, and it is very nice.

Now she is 31 years old, she has a husband whom she loves and a six-year-old daughter Lisa, a very pretty girl growing up.

I myself am 24 years old.

This summer I happened to take to our summer cottage Yana and Lizka. My beloved mother-in-law with the father-in-law went south to some kind of sanatorium, so only I was left who could drive a car. Yankin husband behind the wheel to sit for unknown reasons afraid. Lenka did not want to go - there were some problems with her work, she did not have time to do anything. So we drove the three of us. I was going to take them, stay there for the weekend and return to the city by Sunday evening, leaving them at the dacha.

All the time spent on the road, as far as possible in the rearview mirror, I admired Yana. Beautiful woman, what to say. When we arrived: as usual, they made a bonfire, barbecue, drinks of various wines, then put Lizka to bed, and they themselves remained on the terrace to chat about high matters. During the whole conversation, I sneaked a look at her knees. They talked late into the night. When they were about to leave, it was purely by chance that they simultaneously went to the door and almost collided in it. For a few seconds, frozen, we stood in the doorway, having forcedly pressed and looking at each other in the eyes. Then Yana looked embarrassed and slipped inside, to the so-called kitchen.

She got up at the tile and thought about something. I quietly approached her from behind, as if I was attracted by some kind of force, and put my arm around her waist. Her whole body tensed, feeling the approaching edge of a foul in the relationship. Despite this, I gently touched my lips to her neck. She started, I heard a long sigh, after which she completely relaxed, became like a rag - soft and supple.

Once again, this time I kissed her more frankly on the neck. She threw her head back. And I covered the opened defenseless neck with kisses. She was trembling, I felt this trembling all over. My hands, leaving the waist, slowly crawled up and at some point were on her chest. There was naturally no bra on it (hot after all) and I felt the firm nipple flesh under my palms.

After a few seconds, I ran my hands under her t-shirt and, behold, her breasts were in my hands. I continued, with all possible passion, to kiss Yana's neck. Her breathing became uneven and intermittent, she trembled. And then I took her nipples with my fingers, slightly squeezed and twisted them.

Oh, what a miracle, the nipples of the woman who gave birth, breastfeeding. Some people do not like them; some of them call such nipples “door bells”. Fools! What could be more pleasant than to feel under your hand the hardened flesh of female nipples, the nipples of a married woman?

Jana groaned. Quite quietly, but I heard her moan. My caresses her breasts intensified. I felt her legs trembling and slightly bending. She leaned with both hands on the table, and when the legs once again almost let her down, she leaned forward slightly, gently sticking her luxurious ass into me. In my erected to a stone state member.

Jana turned around.What a spectacle that was! She stood in front of me in the dim moonlight in a T-shirt tucked up almost to her chin, the nipples of her breasts protruded no worse than my cock, and the sheen in her eyes was just crazy.

“What are we doing?” She asked. I did not answer. Our lips closed in a kiss. I haven't kissed like that for a long time. And even more so from the modest Yana, I did not expect this: she kissed with passionate fury on the ears of the enamored schoolgirl, who had at last got access to the object of her dreams. I felt dizzy, I hugged her and tightly pressed to me. My right hand slipped off Yankina's waist and ended up on her ass.

She tensed again, but a second later she relaxed again, holding me tighter. My tongue walked around her mouth, came across her tongue, explored her lips. Her tongue also penetrated my mouth from time to time. We sucked each other's lips, tongues caressing tongues. And at this time I crushed her ass and slowly lifted her skirt. Jana moaned with excitement.

And then, finally, my fingers touched her panties. Yana sighed sharply and intermittently. At the same time, my hands were under her panties on the delicate skin of the buttocks. I pressed Jan against the wall and with even more passion stuck in her lips. She answered the same.

She is tall, almost as tall as I am, so I didn’t have to bend over to caress her ass. And very soon I gently touched a finger to the asterisk of her anus. Her legs weakened again, and she sat down slightly, allowing me even more frankly to penetrate her crotch. I bent over slightly, kissing her neck, and then I felt under my fingers deeper and deeper wading under Yana's panties, soft hair and wet sponges. Somewhere near the hole hid her vagina.

I felt how wet she was: droplets of moisture, wetting her panties, flowed over her thighs. I could not stand it. I turned her sharply and leaned forward. Yana put her hands on the table. One movement pulling off her panties with her ass, I pulled them down, dropping to the floor. Yana freed one leg from them. Tearing off my shorts, I held a couple of times a member of the expiring desire Janina pussy, I brought him inside.

Before Yana, at that moment, it became fully up to what she was doing. But it was too late. Shame fought it with desire, innate modesty with an instant fit of lust.

I, actively working with my pelvis, leaned over her and pressed my whole body, after which I gently touched her clitoris. At this moment, any doubts whatsoever finally left Jan. She spread her legs wider and slightly lowered her ass, allowing me to penetrate deeper into the vagina.

I straightened up and took her ass tight. Then he slapped her hard several times. Yana groaned and almost fell down on the table. Her body convulsed in orgasm. I did not stop, more and more deeply thrust my weapon into it.

Finally she managed to slip off my dick. She, exhausted, sank to the floor. The convulsions of orgasm continued to shake her. My cock was in a fighting position, looking into her face. Yana stretched out her hand and took hold of it. I took her hair and gently pulled in the direction of his penis. “Come on, kiss him!” I said. Very carefully, Yana smacked my wet red head. Then, emboldened, licked him several times. Then, apparently deciding to himself something like, walk, so walk, eyes closed, took the head of my penis in my mouth.

Maybe up to that moment she hadn’t been sucked so often, but she did it perfectly. Not every experienced minetchits could compare with her in this. Her tongue fluttered over my head, the head moved back and forth, massaging the penis with elastic lips, and the right hand caressed its base in time with the movements of the head. I could not stand it either: a hot wave began to grow in the lower abdomen, which in a few moments splashed out with a stream of thick sperm into her mouth.

Swallowing, Yana raised her face and looked at me. Several streams of semen flowed down her chin, and her lips glistened, covered with my seminal fluid. Yana licked her lips, sending cum into her mouth that covered her lips.This picture inexpressibly turned me on: it’s a joke, it’s the same chaste Jan who has always been a model of modesty! My cock began to rise again. Yana watched with fright for his metamorphosis ....