Prologue

Every story has a beginning.

Before the life of Andrei Gromov changed forever, he was quite an ordinary guy. Nearly...

Together with his mother and younger sister, Andrei lived in a small two-room apartment on the outskirts of the city. Father left them when Andrew was ten. Ever since, they barely made ends meet. Seeing how hard it is for a mother who injects a penny from morning till night, Andrew made the decision to quit his dreams of entering the university and dropped out of school in the tenth year of study in order to start looking for ways to earn money.

Mother, of course, cursed and cried, but Andrew was not bent.

- I am a man! - He said to her in the midst of a quarrel. - And I have to take care of you and Julia. - The guy jabbed a finger at his sister sitting on the side. - It’s better that she completes her education and enters, and I’ll be spinning somehow without it.

Alena Gennadievna did not like all this at all, but in the depths of her soul she understood perfectly well that the son was right. She was no longer able to pull two rapidly growing up children. She needed a man, a support, and since there was no such person, then Andrey would do her best to take this vacant place.

So on the shoulders of a young guy fell the heavy burden of caring for the family. It was not so easy to get a job without education. But thanks to high growth and strong build, Andrew could easily earn money as a loader. This work was hard and ungrateful, but it brought some money. After some time, the guy managed to get a small restaurant bartender. In their small city, most of the salaries were scanty, but the guy had to be content with at least these crumbs.

Mom really got a little easier. There was more money in the house, but that was still not enough. Andrey got tired like a dog, but still he was looking for other ways to make money. However, the most difficult was not at work, but at home. Huddle in a small apartment with a woman and a young girl was not the easiest test for a young guy. Andrei did not have a girlfriend, and even when he would have had time with such a rhythm of life? However, the body insistently demanded its own.

Here you should tell about the most interesting. In general, Andrew was quite an ordinary guy, if not for one feature. It just so happened that in view of some anomaly, the boy's testicles produced three times more seed than the average man. An excess of testosterone during puberty was quickly made from an awkward boy a tall, broad-shouldered man, and as a bonus the owner of an impressive household. For someone such a huge member could serve as a reason for pride, but Andrew was shy about his size, being sure that the girls with him would be just uncomfortable and painful. But the main problem was still the amount of sperm, from which Andrei's eggs swelled to the size of two ripe oranges and ached, if he was not released from the accumulated stocks in time. He had to masturbate six to seven times a day in order to somehow reduce the tension below the belt. Andrei did not go to the doctor, but of course he could not say anything to his mother.

Living in a house with her and her sister, he had even more difficult. The mother of Andrei, despite her age, was still quite a pretty woman — a short, slender, with full breasts and a pleasant brunette face. Sister also inherited beautiful features from her mother. Julia was thin. Her chiseled figure was complemented by a pair of long legs, a flat tummy and a small neat ass. Her breast, unlike her maternal one, did not grow, but the girl was still pretty damn beautiful when she was sixteen.She was not particularly embarrassed by her brother and could freely walk around the apartment in underwear, but the lack of privacy and excess semen made Andrei go crazy every time he saw such a picture or saw his mother come out of the shower wrapped in a towel .

Because of this, in part, he was even glad that he spent most of his time at work. So his unremarkable gray life, full of worries and difficulties, until one day everything changed.

Neighbor

Changes came suddenly, when a new neighbor, an adult woman of thirty-five or forty, entered the three-room apartment opposite. Neighbor called Natalia Sergeyevna. She worked in the office of the largest trading company in the city and soon became friends with Andrey's mother. Natalia was a cheerful temperamental woman. Her smile fascinated, but most attracted the attention of a gorgeous feminine figure. Wide hips and voluminous ass always seductively swayed when Natalia walked down the street. Huge breasts barely fit in immodest neckline. Puffy lips, huge blue eyes and long blond hair, which the woman dismissed, then gathered behind the head in a bun, complemented the picture. Now in the house of Andrew more and more often there were not two, but three women.

The neighbor immediately spotted the tall and athletic folded son of Alena Gennadievna. In spite of his data and appearance, which is quite beautiful for a man, Andrey was modest and not at all deft in communicating with the opposite sex. Natalya put him in paint with her frank views, complements and jokes, but she definitely liked Andrei. Now, whenever he went to the toilet to get rid of accumulated stocks of semen, he fantasized about her. All this would have remained one fantasy, if the woman herself had not completely fallen in love with the modest son of her neighbor.

Once Andrew crossed with Natalia Sergeyevna on the staircase.

“Andrew,” she called to him.

- Hello, Aunt Natasha. - He habitually lowered his eyes, not wanting to torture himself with the appearance of this gorgeous woman's delicious forms.

Natalia went to the stairwell, wrapped in a bathrobe. She looked at the guy appreciatively.

- Listen, Andrew, I will have a small request for you, if you, of course, find time for this.

- Of course, Aunt Natasha, whatever. - The timid young man could not refuse her, and Natalia liked it more than anything.

“I have a leak under the sink in the bathtub,” she said. - Previously, the husband dealt with similar issues, but after a divorce, I like no hands.

“No problem, I’ll just go home for the tools.”

- Oh, thank you, my good. If you only knew how hard it is for a woman who lives in the apartment of one without a man. - She artistically sighed.

Andrei just nodded at that.

“I am quick,” he shouted over his shoulder and hurried home.

Two minutes later, he was standing on her doorstep, clutching the handle of the tool box in his hands.

Natalia led him to the sink, and she hurried into the kitchen. Seeing her with his gaze, Andrew could not resist the temptation to admire the luxurious hips and backs, moving in time with the steps. Terry robe so tightly fit the figure of a woman. The guy felt his slug stiffen his cock and swallowed nervously, remembering what a pleasant aroma came from Natalia Sergeyevna when she stood very close.

He figured out the leakage quickly and after ten minutes had already left the bathroom with a report on the work done. Natalia just threw up her hands.

- Your hands are golden, Andrew! - she flattered him.

- What are you, this is nonsense.

- Let's go to the kitchen, I will give you tea.

He wanted to refuse, but as always he could not. The legs themselves carried him after the hostess. Her apartment was quite richly furnished. Natalia earned money well and was quite a self-sufficient woman. She seated the guest at the table, while she herself sat opposite.Correcting the dressing gown, Natalia, as if inadvertently slightly opened it, and before Andrew’s eyes for a moment flashed a huge chest, slightly hanging under the weight with a large pale pink nipple. He felt his cock instantly petrify and looked down at the cup of tea.

Natalia just smiled, looking at his embarrassment.

At first, Andrei was embarrassed in the company of her mother's friend, but ...