1. Assistant
  2. Assistant. Part 2
  3. Assistant. Part 3
  4. Assistant. Part 4: The End

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- she went to the sideboard, took out two glasses and put them next to the bottle, sat in a chair opposite.
- "Let's drink a little bit, otherwise you are behaving yourself too constrained ... really, your mom said that you were pretty brave."
“And what did she tell you?” - a little more and my ears would begin to blush.
- "Yes, so, nothing Sash, in general ..."

As I have already said, the chairs were rather low, which made the knees of the person sitting up high and, if for the man it was generally not significant, then for the woman dressed in a spacious and not long dress, the situation became different.
Of course, a lady in such a position could observe “decency,” but ... only as long as her legs were tightly tied together.
I filled the glasses and we clinked them together with Elena Sergeyevna and drank.
- "For our closer acquaintance, you never had a chance with me."
- “Lena wasn't Aunt” - I unwrapped the candy and picked up a cup of coffee.

- “Sasha, I have a little question for you ... you know, your mother said that you can be trusted, otherwise I would never have addressed you ... no, let's take another glass first. ”- it seems that Elena Sergeevna, even despite drinking alcohol, was a little embarrassed. Well, for a glass so for a glass, for me, this brandy was not some kind of dangerous dose, but for Aunt Lena, who already drunk noticeably, could become sensitive.
“You wanted to buy some things for your mother there ...” - she leaned forward a bit and her knees went apart, showing white panties of thin fabric, which played the role of a pillowcase for her little “cushion”.
“So I want to ask you to buy the same for me at the same time.” I'm a lonely woman ... you understand me. ”

“Yes, there are no problems for Len's aunts — even married women are using it with might and main, and you are so simply obliged to have this at home for yourself, and there is nothing special here.” “- it even became easy and good for me to change places for a while. (well, not for me to be embarrassed)

- “I will say more, there are such ladies'“ things ”that can be used constantly - on the street and in any place.
- Even so? And what is this Sash? You are young people advanced now, and we are old aunts - “darkness” in this matter ... tell me. - Elena Sergeevna's eyes shone with undisguised interest and she even moved in the chair to get comfortable, frankly while showing me her pants that didn’t look quite dry ... or it seemed.

- “Well, this is such a“ cork ”with a hat that women stand in their ... ass and go with it.”
- "Oh, Sasha, you ..." - Aunt Lena theatrically shyly gave up on me.
- "... is it true?" Well, you bring it just in case, and then we'll figure it out. ”- she took the bottle herself and poured half a half-chamber again.

- “Well, that agreed, waiting for you tomorrow night. Then we will pay for everything, I will not be in debt to you, Sasha. “- what Aunt Lena meant by this, one could only guess. Then she brought her glass to her mouth and knocked it over in one gulp.
- “And now we need to escort you. “- resting both hands on the armrests, she got up from the chair and walked, not quite firmly, for some reason, not into the hallway, but into the bedroom adjacent to her.
"Well, you never know what I went for, you have to wait." - I decided to continue to sit in the chair, but after two minutes and after five, she did not appear. Suspecting something was wrong, I also got up and followed in the room where Elena Sergeevna’s juicy figure disappeared.
Immediately behind the doors, a wide ottoman stood near the wall and, in the faint light coming from the living room, the silhouette of a woman was seen on it — she quietly slept there, lying on her back and hanging one leg to the floor.

Leave and leave the doors open? Find the key and close it outside? - I could not manage to find the right option.
I came closer and poterebil her for some reason not by the shoulder, but by the juicy chest, no reaction, although both boobs swayed from side to side even despite wearing a bra. Forgetting that I was going to leave, I took hold of the hem of her dress and with difficulty stretching it under my heavy ass, I pulled it up to my neck, to which Elena Sergeevna again did not react at all. Saying “A”, speak and “B” - the next step was her panties, which I pulled in the opposite direction and threw on the side of the bedside rug. My long-suffering member, having risen once at the entrance, continued to “stand” all the time and now taking control of my actions into “his hands”, ailing from the tension, he insistently demanded for himself a discharge.

After removing the pants with underwear and exposing myself to the waist, I folded it all somewhere on top of women's panties, then stepped closer and took Aunt Lena's legs to bend and spread them apart in different directions, giving her body a unique and piquant "Pose.
But Elena Sergeevna did not show any "signs of life" at that, allowing me to carry out such openly "hooligan" actions with her body with impunity. Mentally apologizing to her, I climbed onto the ottoman and holding myself with one hand, with the other I put my “damned appendix” under the darkening triangle ... I certainly had some sexual experience, therefore I did not find the cherished hole, especially in such a pose of a woman of great labor, and my impatient "friend" immediately plunged into a rather wide laboring vagina. But I managed to make only a few movements.

- “Sasha? ... SAASHA! Well what are you doing ?! Well, how can you not ... "- Elena Sergeyevna" came to herself "and, taking me by the shoulders, whispered in a confused voice, but at the same time without making attempts to break free from the intruder who had entered her.

“Well, don't be so ... wrong. Well, put on at least a gum ... right here, downstairs should be ... please take it. “- she did not drive me away, but only wanted me to put on a condom.

Quickly jumping to the floor, I fumbled my hand in the bedside table next to me and felt in the corner some characteristic shape of the bags, took out one. It took no more than a minute to find, open and put on, and soon I was again lying on Aunt Lena, who was waiting for me with my legs spread without changing my posture.

- “And you are a smart Sasha. I was afraid that you would not dare” - she unbuttoned her bra up her breasts, hugged me and our bellies pressed tightly one to one ...

- "You do not rush ... do not twitch so much, but slowly my good ... Let your aunt enjoy a little longer ..." - Elena Sergeyevna tried to hold my "agility" to prolong sexual intercourse and for this, putting my hand on my buttocks , regulated the frequency and depth of dives.

To my credit, a long wait and alcohol had a positive effect on “endurance”, so for about five minutes I could hold out, slowly moving my wet limb in the depths of her lower abdomen.

“Kiss me, Sasha ... still ... more” - Aunt Lena suddenly quickly pushed me towards me with a pelvis and after a minute she also went limp soon, continuing to hug me some more and respond to kisses.

- "And you really know how ... pleased aunt." And the “thing” you have is what you need ... not for years. Let Sasha get up ... well, let me go. ”- Elena Sergeevna had already regained her composure, but she was still excited from the orgasm she had just experienced.

Having washed and cleaned ourselves up, we pulled up chairs with her so that we could sit next to each other, silently drinking coffee at a coffee table.

“I would not mind having such a son-in-law,” she said thoughtfully, raising a cup to her lips and looking at it.

“What did you say to Lena's aunts?” I asked, recalling the touches of her soft stomach on mine and still not quickly enough perceived the environment.

- “No, nothing, Sasha ...”I'm thinking, probably your mother has already gone to bed and you should not wake her up. You did not take the keys to the apartment with you? "

- “Didn't take Aunt Len ...”

- “Well, and stay with me, there is nothing to roam at night.”

Sincerely, Takazuko

24 comments
  • October 28, 2013 0:20

    You know, I read a lot of your stories. I liked it, honestly. Except for one small detail. Why are you of women under the age of 40 stubbornly make frank idiots sexually. Near and nothing knowing. These ladies just got under the first wave of the sexual revolution, when all the prohibitions were lifted. And about all the "tricks" they know better than you, the young ones. It is now banned from the newspaper "Speed ​​Info" and any frank mini-books. And then this goodness in Soyuzpechat lay in a shaft. Based on the description of your heroine - she is 50 years old, no less. A 38-year-old woman will never call herself “aunty.”

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  • October 28, 2013 7:38

    Elena Sergeevna did not read Speed ​​Info, and as for the “aunt,” women often call themselves that way specifically in order to hear this compliment. Well, I use the small elements of the grotesque in almost all the stories — for this genre it fits better than, say, romance.

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  • October 28, 2013 7:44

    Yes, even ... because a woman can pretend that she does not understand and does not know anything, which is by the way, and happens very often. But if she starts to say “as if soldierly”, then she’ll certainly look like a duro)))

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  • Lionella (a guest)
    October 28, 2013 8:55

    What does it mean to "speak like a soldier?" For example, your heroine speaks as if she was 38 years old right by the end of the Great Patriotic War. And there she was stuck. And this is taking into account that at the beginning of the 90s, when the country was sexually liberated, she was 18, and her name was Lenochka, not Elena Sergeevna.
    A 38-year-old woman will not blush to mumble and play a dunno in the presence of an 18-year-old boy, because it is then that she will look like a fool. She would rather drive him into the paint and enjoy it.
    But I will not argue anymore. Your world is your rule.

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  • October 28, 2013 11:33

    We often, completely disbelieving it, are pleased to look and read something just because we want it to be that way ...

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  • October 28, 2013 21:44

    I am afraid, ladies, that you are arguing about anything. Your analysis, Lionella, looks quite convincing, and the heroines of this story behave like 50-year-olds or older. For yesterday's schoolchildren, perhaps, this is the same: 38 and 50, but we see the difference. Perhaps here it was worth making older heroines. Son-18, mother-50 - a normal family. But the rest is not worth changing. The world created by the author is a rather interesting mixture of eras and mores. This is its originality and appeal. Many people of the older generation found themselves in a similar situation, torn between what was and what is. Their behavior today is also a bizarre combination of old and new ... Go on, author, in your style. Waiting for the end after the return of the guy from the sex shop fully armed.

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  • October 29, 2013 9:58

    I'm afraid that the "aunt" sex shop is no longer needed. Premonition is ...))

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  • October 29, 2013 13:12

    This is why it will not be necessary? "So aunts" - it will be necessary for all 100; here they are young and the greens will even lose their nose!

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  • October 29, 2013 13:28

    While the fire is burning DESIRE,
    Give hurry to people caress!
    Pretty live memory
    Hurry to bed, and - "MAKE A TALE" !!

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  • Alice (a guest)
    October 28, 2013 23:54

    I like it! And at the expense of son-in-law - I did not understand. Does she want him to live with both? And the daughter will not mind?

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  • October 29, 2013 9:53

    This we find out ... poszh)))

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  • October 29, 2013 9:54

    Damn, who constantly "eats" the last letters?

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  • October 29, 2013 12:53

    This “iron friend” conducts a mutual settlement: you forgot to Kommersant, he ate E in front of the bracket (just a joke). Before the bracket constantly disappears.

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  • October 29, 2013 13:56

    Personally, I thought after reading the comments that Lionella was more convincing than the Author.
    The reason in my opinion is simple. Lionella considers the text from a purely female position. The author clearly expresses a male perspective on this situation.

    It's hard to write for a woman without being her.

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  • October 29, 2013 15:36

    I was especially touched by the descriptions of this unfortunate woman, who simply must have “boobs” and “ass” and “pillow-panties”. There is no other for her, unhappy.
    Actually, the author, no offense. I am 36, I have the 2nd size. We did not eat chicken legs, like the current generation, which already in 14 - a good fifth.
    And if a poor woman has a husband, then she has only one way - to make a enema to her neighbor's son. Despite the fact that a woman of 36–38 years old is at the peak of her sexuality, and the age of her lovers varies, as a rule, from 25 to 50.
    Takazuko, throw you this ungrateful thing. Describe a real woman at 38 years old who has seduced an 18-year-old boy. I will tell you, if that.

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  • October 29, 2013 16:51

    Heh, do not forget that this is not a documentary story, but just such an entertaining porno-joke. What are you so serious to God ... Let the "aunt" be so unusual, do not carp at trifles.

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  • October 29, 2013 16:53

    Already the third part of the test, and you are so “breaking off” me. Abidna Panimash ...

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  • October 29, 2013 17:14

    Lana, I will not be more, chesslovo. I have a good sense of humor. Throw further your YelenSergeevna, I laugh at her with pleasure.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:19

    But seriously, in real life such “things” sometimes happen, in comparison with which, my tales will look like a children's “New Year's song”.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:27

    Are you talking to me about the New Year's fairy tale? A woman in a "race" armed with two firearms? Yes, I in no way say that your stories - the bottom, God forbid. But why you rested in one image? Get out of it, expand your boundaries, you have all the right tools for this. Take advantage of them.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:35

    Tell me for example. The correct direction and interesting plot is the main thing, the rest is the "technical" abilities and imagination of the author.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:40

    Well, at the moment the reader is waiting for you to continue the story Elensergeevny. Reader hurt no way. Go ahead and talk there.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:49

    Well, it’s like the fourth, the last part, where I want to make a little group sex of our young hero, “aunt” and her relaxed daughter, in a funny form. This will be Coda.

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  • October 29, 2013 17:31

    It is difficult, but we must try. As the saying goes, “science has proven that a man cannot get pregnant, but in Armenia the experiments continue ...))

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