I have long been staring at the elder sister of my girlfriend Alena. A golden-haired 32-year-old woman in the juice, with a feminine body, whose stunning rounded shapes forced my brain to paint immodest fantasies more than once. In my dreams, I dominated this mature beauty, greedily squeezed lush breasts and ass, humiliated her verbally ... The age difference between us at almost 13 years made these fantasies more piquant, I wanted to have an experienced, already held woman. Once, being on a visit to Ira, Alyona and I "had a quick" sex in the toilet room, in which the clothes were dried on the battery. I asked Alain to lick the older sister's panties. Alyona, apparently due to the approaching orgasm, did not object, and the circular movements of her tongue through the panties matter blew my imagination. I imagined how Alyona caresses her sister, from top to bottom, starting with weighty breasts, then lower and lower ... When the imagination showed me a picture where my Alena licks the clitoris of my sister, I rapidly began to finish.

Gradually, dreams of Ira became more and more obsessive. I often masturbated, looking at her photo in classmates, complementing the desired image in the photo with the most incredible perversions. I think my views on Ira, too long, lingering on her luxurious female roundness, were not unnoticed by her. In any case, I often caught Ira’s oncoming sly smile at my views.

I read somewhere long ago that fantasies flourish with one who cannot realize them for a long time. With me it seemed true. I am the only son of a big bureaucrat from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who, until I was of majority, kept me in the very grip of the tightrope, therefore I spent almost my entire conscious life under various “taboos”. I was obliged to study well, to go to the mosque constantly, to obey my elders unconditionally, to honor my kin (especially since our family belonged to Shapyrashty) and much, much more. Probably, when I began to meet with Alena, I subconsciously wanted to show my independence by this, to rebel against the foundations that fettered my life. And it was the European model of beauty - blonde hair, blue eyes, long legs - I always liked. Therefore, despite the opposition of all my numerous relatives, I chose Alain, with her light, cheerful character, and excellent supple body. We, both 19-year-olds, lived in the expensive apartment donated by my father in a high-rise building in the center of Astana, on the embankment. Alain surrendered to me completely, without a trace, as only a Slav woman can, which I enjoyed using. Well, sex with some dominance with Alyona, where the dominant was, of course, I myself loved, was probably also the result of my childhood limitations ...

Once, on a day off, a phone call rang out, and after Alena’s long conversation over the phone, I realized that Ira had called. Alain often said comforting words - apparently, Ira again quarreled with her husband. My guess was right.

- Karik, my dear, do you mind if Ira comes to us now? Again this freak tried to beat her, - pleading looking into my eyes, Allen cooed, sitting on my lap.

"Freak" is Ira's husband. Jealous of everything to his beautiful wife, as well as feeling his complete insignificance, he constantly made scandals.

Of course, I was not against the arrival of Ira. The ability to look at her, to communicate with her made my mad hormones work even more intensively.

Arrived later, Ira was great. The thin fabric of a short summer sundress tightly fitted her figure. The forms of the breasts, rather wide hips and rather big priests clearly appeared through the clothes. She was uncomfortable bothering us, uncomfortable for her husband. Probably, she was also ashamed of the fact that in her years she could not become happy, have a family ...

To hush up her awkwardness, and disguise mine - related to her appearance, I offered to go have fun. The thought was sound - after an hour we were laughing gaily and joking in a private stall of an Italian restaurant, the girls leaned on excellent wine, and there was no trace of our stiffness. Apparently, due to nervous tension after a quarrel, Ira quickly got drunk.

We occasionally went out to dance slow dances, and I danced alternately with both sisters. Needless to say, I had an erection while dancing, although I danced with Ira at a “pioneer” distance. But the smell of her perfume, the proximity of her alluring body, the gleam of her eyes, dumbly thanking her for her support, incredibly excited me. And under the influence of alcohol, I, during and after the dance, at the table, already eagerly felt my Alain, not paying attention to those around me.

In the end, we became very drunk. We were already sitting together with the elbow in the elbow at the table, I was between the sisters, my free hand stroking the hips of Alena. Alyona, happy from being close to me, with childlike spontaneity, clung to me, constantly looking at me clouded with love and drunk wine with the look of her wonderful blue eyes.

- Guys, my dear, thank you for raising my mood again! You are so cool ... How good is it that I have you, ”said Ira,“ and let's drink to brotherhood three together at once? ”

- Yes! Let's! - Alain sister noisily supported and the first stretched out her hand with a glass, - For us, let the adversity be left behind!

All three men wrapped their hands with wine glasses and drank. My heart beat in anticipation of the kisses that usually followed ... so it is!

- Need to kiss! Sure to! Honey, come on, - Alain, closing her eyes, extended her lips to me. I kissed Alain passionately. Already unable to restrain myself, I again started kissing Alyona’s neck and chest, pulled up the hem of her dress and began to caress her pussy with my hand. At first, Alena resisted, but when I put her hand on my pants, I began to knead the standing member through my pants.

My friend demanded more, and I could not refuse him. Unbuttoning his fly, I released the penis, and almost with force I bent the head of Alena, forcing him to take in the mouth. Frankly, in a fit of passion, I almost forgot about Ira. Looking back, I saw that she had her legs crossed and was looking at us attentively and leading us with the index finger inside the glass. Her playful smile said - today she is not averse to forget.

With my left hand I touched her knee ... I began to hold my hand up, and I cupped my fleshy thigh with my palm. She did not resist. As if in a fog, I began to feel her body, took her neck, pulled her and began to kiss passionately. Having untied the straps of a sundress, I threw out heavy breasts. Oh, what a luxurious bust - big, elastic breasts with strained brown nipples ... Suddenly Alain looked up and looked at us with a mixture of bewilderment and interest.

- What you are watching? - I shouted at her, handing her head to his penis with his hand, - Let's suck! And Alain again obediently earned her mouth, carefully swallowing and sucking my dick.

“Mmm, Kairat, you are a despot,” Ira whispered, and looked at me curiously, “Not that my husband, a rag ...”

Hmm, she doesn't mind obeying. If you want it mean little bit - you will get it!

“Shut up and quickly undress,” I ordered.

Accepting the rules of the game, Ira got up and pulled off a sundress. Turning her back to me and bending down, she began to slowly tighten the thong. From the picture I presented, I almost let Alena into my mouth, and in order not to do this, I bit my lip. The big, but taut, elastic ass of a mature woman was in front of my face, the delicious thighs and sagging breasts when bending over the body were delicious. I ploped off with a delay on the luxurious ass, rose from the chair, removing Alena's head to the side, and immediately entered Ira. Mmm, did it happen? Wet pussy turns out to be ready for action for a long time. Having laid Ira on the table, I began to fuck her with quick jolts. It was delicious.Feel the power over this beautiful body of an experienced woman, use it! But I wanted more - to hear from Ira confirmation of my authority over her.

- Like how I fuck you? - I asked and pulled the hair of Ira on me, like reins.

“Yes,” Ira murmured in response.

- I can not hear! Tell me what you like and who you are! Humiliate yourself! - I demanded from Ira and began to squeeze her boobs with force.

“I love how you fuck me in my pussy, Kairat ... not that my husband is impotent! ... ohhhh ... I am your stupid fucking ... my sister and you are litter, - such a vulgarity flowed from Ira’s mouth, that i didn't believe my ears. And it is a terrible wind up.

Almost immediately, Ira shook into a powerful orgasm. (Especially for eroticspace.info) With all my strength trying to prolong the pleasure, I barely restrained from ejaculation, but when Ira began to fight in a second orgasm after a few minutes, then I was no longer able to stop myself. Pulling Allen's hair between my legs, I poked her mouth to my balls. And as soon as he felt his girlfriend's mouth clasped them, he began to powerfully end right in Ira, repeatedly dropping sperm portions into her. It seemed that just the sea of ​​semen came out of me, I was devastated, and exhaustedly sank back into the chair. Ira remained standing with cancer at the table, breathing heavily, her volumetric ass and back continued to twitch from the remnants of convulsions of orgasm.

Well, the evening was more than successful, but this is only the beginning. My fantasy has long been thought out in detail to two sisters more interesting spending time together with me!