I recently turned 18. I have a girlfriend Olesya. We are friends for a long time. Since high school, from the 5th grade. I have often been to her house. She lives alone with her mother. Father threw them long ago. Recently, I often began to notice for myself that I was very excited at the sight of her mother. Oleska looks like her great: they are like two sisters. But of course her mother is more beautiful. They often get into funny situations. Olesya looks much older than her 19 years old, and her mother is younger than her own.

I have been dreaming about my daughter for a long time, in order to rip off an innocent kiss from her lips, to touch a girl's breast with my hand, as if by accident, but about my mother, in a completely different way. Any thoughts just overwhelm me to calm them down, before going to bed, to masturbate. Do not judge me harshly. All young men at my age do it, they write on the Internet. I tend to trust this. At first, he presented his girlfriend in his erotic dreams. But it did not excite me at all. But it was worth remembering how I accidentally saw a strip of white panties peeking out from under Nusi’s bathrobe (as I call myself) when she bent to pick up the fallen key ... The door to her room was ajar, and we were sitting in the kitchen with Olesya tea. Seeing her ass tightly wrapped in a robe, I was terribly excited. Fortunately, a friend did not pay attention to it, she was busy with the absorption of an aromatic drink.

But coming home in the evening and hanging a sign on the door of his room: “Private territory! Do not enter without knocking! ” Even without touching the dinner, waiting for me in the fridge, he immediately surrendered to fornication. My dick just burned! I drove with a frenzy on his hand, scrolling again and again in the brain that moment when the woman bent down, remembering the strip of her panties. The orgasm was so strong that I even screamed. Splashing clothes with his sperm. The next day I repeated it again, but there was no such effect. This my erotic fantasy soon faded and faded. I wanted new experiences and revelations.

Earlier, it often happened that I came to Olesya, but she did not turn out to be at home. Then her mother offered me to wait. I usually refused to wait in the girl's room, arguing that I had no right to violate private territory. Here is my bzik. Then her mother took me to the kitchen and tea. Sometimes entertaining by talking, and sometimes leaving one. At that time, I was known for certain that a friend had gone to a two-part film in a cinema with former classmates. I decided to seize the moment, hoping I don’t know what.

Nusya was in a new robe, barely covering her panties. He was also translucent. I do not know why she loved to dress like that, because men didn’t look at her. In addition, she was a homebody. This time there was no bust on it. I almost lost the gift of speech, frankly looking at her chest.

- Zhorik, and Oleska went to ...

“I'll wait,” I interrupted.

Saying nothing, Niusia made an inviting gesture to the kitchen. My heart beat fast. I realized that she does it on purpose. After all, she also knew that the daughter would come no earlier than four hours later.

In the kitchen, there was a bottle of wine and a simple snack. Seeing one single glass, I immediately calmed down. Nussia sat with her back to the window, her robe threw open a little, and, as I was still standing, a beautiful sight of two female milky breasts appeared to my gaze. It was summer, but Anastasia never sunbathed. I was immediately excited, feeling a strong constraint in tight jeans. The woman, of course, noticed what had happened to me, and even the fact that I turned red, glancing glance below my belt, but did not show it at all.

“What we drink for,” I smiled, sitting down, trying to defuse my awkwardness.

- Ten years as Olesya's dad left us. But I'm glad, - a soft smile touched the woman's lips.

I strongly wanted to get up and kiss them, but I restrained myself.True, I suspect that on my face this desire was reflected in full. Putting her hand on mine, she said:

- Will you drink with me for this holiday date?

“With pleasure,” I agreed.

Olesya's mother rose impetuously. The floors of her robe swung open, for my moment the divine creation concealed by the delicate fabric of translucent panties appeared to my gaze. I almost fainted. It even seemed to me that she did it not just like that, but on purpose. And, probably for a long time practicing in front of a mirror. However, he immediately drove off a seditious thought. I could not believe that the girlfriend's mom was trying to seduce her same year.

Nussia went to the closet and, standing on her tiptoes, looked with a glance in search of the second similar glass. Her short robe ripped up almost to the waist, revealing to Myra a pretty ass of a mature woman in my face. My hand involuntarily sank toward the jeans. My cock rose in all its might and burned with a hellish flame. Quickly unbuttoning his jeans, he changed his position: from the lower to the upper — not so noticeable, and more comfortable. Touching him, I was amazed: how hot he is.

Olesya's mom opened the doors of the kitchen table and, bending over and not crouching, began to continue the search for the glass. The robe remained in that position, completely without hiding what I really wanted to see. And I saw! I saw her slit through the translucent panties.

- What was he like? - I asked suddenly, my voice trembled, but I managed.

- Who? - the woman did not understand, turning her face to me and straightening her clothes.

- Your ex? - not knowing why, I switched to “you”, as if we were no longer in the status of the mother of a friend and the friend of her daughter.

She did not even lift an eyebrow, grinning crookedly, turned away again, found a glass and said, sitting down:

- In terms of sex? Zero without a wand, she continued, and what about you? - the woman has abruptly changed the topic, pouring wine into my glass, - no, I understand that you are with Oleska. But she is a girl of strict rules and before the wedding, no, no. And men at your age need to, ”she said slyly smiling.

- Let's better drink for the ten, - for some reason, going back to “You”, the young man tried to wriggle out of the immodest question, who still did not think of himself as a man.

- Zhorik, and what are you again on you? It seemed to me that we already switched to you? Not? - she raised her glass, as if offering a drink.

We clinked glasses, the wine got into the wrong throat, I coughed. She immediately filled my glass, offering to drink, which I did. The cough is gone. My head is a little rustling.

“You didn’t answer,” the woman again started her song. Her eyes sparkled. This glass was clearly not the first. How much she drank them before my arrival, I did not know, - I once saw you with Natasha. From this courtyard ... - she did not continue, ashamed of the words: "whore" or "whore."

“No, Nussia, I haven't had anyone yet,” he suddenly called her the name of his erotic dreams.

- What did you call me? Nyusya? - she just touched - and what? I like. eroticspace.info Just do not call me that when Oleska, agreed? - The woman once again put her hand on mine and, it seems, slightly stroked.

“Agreed,” I confirmed, “only when we are together, will I call you that.”

Giving a sudden impulse, I took her hand and passionately kissed her palm, and then licked for some reason.

- Ay! - Nyusya pulled out her brush - is it ticklish? Let's drink some more?

“No,” I said, getting up impulsively, “let's kiss.”

- Seriously? - She also got up and, with her head down, looked away.

I understood. She also wants this, but can not make decisions. After all, her future lover, not only that almost her daughter's fiancé, he is also twice her junior. In her understanding, it was reprehensible. She played and seems to have played. She was pleased to see how the young man thrilled and pales, seeing her charms. The woman was impressed by the fact that she is still young and can fall in love with herself, and not only excite. She waited from the young man male ...