a wedding, or most likely our separation, which neither I nor Diana wanted.

She had a strict brother, older than her for 5 years, who would precisely terrorize her and climb into a bottle because of such an unwelcome groom as me. Therefore, in the warm season, we fucked outdoors, and in the cold, mostly in my room in a hostel. Everything was fine until Diana’s parents found her a suitable party in the form of a groom from a wealthy family. He was older than Diana by 12 years, but this did not embarrass her parent, and even pleased her. Diana in every possible way delayed the moment of acquaintance with him and his parents, but this could not last for a long time, and one day they brought her to him and his family at their dacha, giving her an unexpected surprise - she did not know about it and despite all her unwillingness to this acquaintance it took place.

Both sides were pleased with the impending swift marriage, especially her fiancé, who devoured Diana with bright eyes, was very pleased, anticipating what she would do with her in the marital bed. Diana was shocked by this situation, and when the guests left, she made it clear to her parents that she didn’t like this guy, but they didn’t want to listen to her, saying categorically that in two days their engagement would take place, and in a week, on Saturday, she will already go on a honeymoon trip to Greece, the very next day immediately after the wedding.

Diana did not tell me anything about the threat of our separation, thinking that everything would be fine, and the next day she decided to talk to her mother. After waiting for the moment when her father went to rest, she told her mother with a beating heart that she could not marry Arman, that was the name of her newly-made fiancé, since she was not a virgin. You should have seen the expression on the face of Diana's mother - it was at first confused, and then transformed, scaring the daughter away with wild rage:

- Diana, if you lie to me, I will not forgive you for this, and if not, then you have dishonored our family worse than ever!
Diana quickly came up with the legend of losing her innocence:

- Mom, I'm not lying, it happened six months ago, when Spanish students came to our institute for an international conference. After the conference, the dean asked me to conduct a tour of the city with five Spaniards, since only I knew English at a decent level. I could not refuse this proposal, risking incurring the wrath of the entire institute’s leadership, and as a reward the dean promised patronage in any matter, including exams, and for greater motivation he gave me 15 thousand rubles so that I could treated them to ice cream and coffee in a cafe.

In general, I had a tour, we sat in a cafe - I ordered ice cream, coffee and juice for everyone, and when I wanted to close the account, the Spaniards were shocked. They were pleasantly surprised by my hospitality, but one of them, Umberto, told me that they would be offended if I insisted on closing the account with me. Umberto, overjoyed by my agreement, ordered a bottle of champagne, and poured it into glasses, raising for a beautiful and beautiful girl in my face. This was followed by another bottle of champagne, poured mostly to me, and soon I got drunk. Noticing my condition, Umberto said something in his compatriots' ear, and they bowed in a couple of minutes, leaving me alone with him. He asked me to spend the evening with him, I was drunk, and he behaved like a macho, so I was fascinated by him and went with him to one of the booths, where I finally got drunk, and he took advantage of this and deprived me of virginity. After that, he took me home by taxi, and he went to his friends.

My mother, pale as a sheet, told me that I understand that she cannot tell her father, since it will be just a disaster. She said that there is one option that will solve this problem. Taking the phone, she rang somewhere and went to the balcony so that she would not be heard at home.Returning to the room, she, looking into my eyes, declared in a categorical tone that the day after tomorrow she would be restored to the hymen, a guarantee of just a week, costs a lot of money, but her family and honor will save their face.

Diana answered my calls, saying that she had problems at home, and we didn’t meet for a couple of days, but during that time she was sewn up with a chin and she was quickly engaged to Arman. Then, on the phone, she told me that she had stopped loving me and was leaving for a honeymoon trip, and then completely for permanent residence in Russia, where her future husband lives. For me it was a cold shower, and I decided to see Diana, and since she did not come to the institute, I began to wait for her in the morning near their house. She did not go out, but soon the cars decorated with ribbons and a limousine, which Diana got into with some guy, began approaching by noon.

While I reached the limousine, he rushed past me, and the car that followed was slowed down and her brother, whom I knew externally, asked what I needed. I asked where Diana was going, and he, having measured me with an unkind eye, briefly threw that he was getting married, and that I should not get under my feet, otherwise I would deal with him. When he asked me who I was, he, having learned that I was her classmate, said with a grin that classmates would not see Diane again, as she was leaving for Russia to visit her husband and transferred to the institute there. Seeing my condition, he most likely suspected something, but slammed me on the shoulder in a friendly way, followed the limousine, leaving me in a daze.

Then it dawned on me that I had completely lost Dianka, and how much I didn’t try, I couldn’t understand such an escape of my beloved by the crown with a strange, unloved man. I was very angry with her and tried to forget her and everything that was between us, but you can’t command my heart, and it often hurt from unexpected memories, especially intimate ones, and her image could not be erased from memory. But time heals, after this hasty escape and betrayal of Diana, 2 years passed, I graduated from the institute, spent a year in residency in one of the city hospitals, when suddenly my aunt living in Russia, in Kaliningrad, wrote to me on Facebook and offered a job in Kaliningrad in one of the hospitals where she served as head of the medical unit.

I was glad of the opportunity to leave the city, where everything reminded of Diana, but I expressed my doubts that there was no place to live there, everything was unfamiliar, and that it was hard to leave my parents. She pounced on me, saying that she would be glad if I stayed in her four-room apartment, and if I want, then later, when I am financially stronger, I will rent an apartment or, if possible, I will receive an office apartment. As for the parents, she reminded me of the conditions in which they live, and in Kaliningrad my career growth will be more successful than in Yerevan, and I will be able to help my parents with money. In general, she convinced me, but her cheerful, light disposition and bright beauty remained in my memory.

Although she was my own aunt, she was only 8 years older than me, I remembered her as she came to us 10 years ago, when I was still a dribbling teenager, and she jokingly said that, if not for kinship, would definitely marry me - such beauties are rarely met nowadays - and in our Ignatiev family, all men are handsome as a selection and have a powerful build and tall stature.

She was an example of how to get out of a simple rural family into people, especially in Russia, so I easily persuaded my parents, and after 3 months I, having filled out all the papers, arrived by train to Kaliningrad, bypassing the Lithuanian and Belarusian borders. I easily joined the team of the gynecological department, working tirelessly, and since I did not have any marriage obligations, I often stayed up late. My superiors, represented by the 40-year-old head of Olga Andreevna, were very pleased with the appearance of me in their department, since I never refused night duty and did not refuse her anything.

I lived with my aunt, who until now was unmarried, despite a lot of gentlemen, and since I did not have a friend and had not yet made friends, we often walked with her and went to concerts, theater and cinema on weekends, she introduced I was glad to invite me into my friendly circle, and even on the birthdays of her friends, I was especially welcome to the female individuals, obviously wanting to get to know each other better - because I was young, handsome, unmarried, did not smoke, and had a prestigious specialty and brilliant prospects.

Life went the wrong way, I had no problems, my aunt urged my clients on my part, my material wealth grew, and soon I bought myself a new Skoda Yeti, not forgetting to help my parents with money. I even wanted to move to a service apartment, which I was allocated by the regional health department so as not to embarrass Aunt Katya, but she was so offended at me that I decided not to hurry with this, pinning her with the fact that I was ashamed to bring the girls home, and yet my body I put it, sometimes requires detente.

She literally stunned me by asking what she did not like me, and when I hatched at her with a dumbfounded look, I turned everything into a joke, saying that we were both young and not married, and that she would love to have sex with me, than with some rogues, especially since we will not throw each other, that the marriage between us is excluded, and sex will be without any obligations and will be a kind of friendly, or related service. Looking at my face, she laughed loudly and told me to forget about it. But I could no longer perceive her now purely as an aunt, especially when she ran past me in short dressing gowns on a naked body, which beckoned to me like a magnet.

Before her words, I treated her like an aunt, without even thinking about such shameful things. But she opened Pandora’s box, and I unwittingly began to pay heightened attention to her, especially her sometimes naked, more or less seductive figure. But she was still that beauty! She was tall, all so fine, with long legs, strong breasts and a round ass, a beautiful, Slavic face, she now occupied all my thoughts, and if I had previously suppressed my carnal desires for her, now, looking at her, spinning alongside with me, as if nothing had happened, in short shorts, transparent blouses and shirts, and sometimes in lace underwear, I thought about her words more and more.

And she inflamed my imagination more, taking a shower and sometimes by chance, and maybe deliberately, leaving the door loosely covered, which allowed me to admire her naked charming figure ... In addition, she slept naked, and once, going to early in the morning to the bedroom to ask about something, I found her completely naked, sprawled back on the bed, legs spread wide and arms outstretched, which allowed me to appreciate all the charms of her seductive body, especially her neat, clean shaved pussy without interference was before me in all to ace.

Her tender slit was slightly ajar between the pink petals of sponges, Katya was moaning in her sleep, rubbing her body on the bed, she probably had sex, and a drop of grease appeared from her slit. I couldn’t control myself, and my hand reached out to her pussy, I gently ran my finger over her wet slit, as if in a dream, she moaned and rattled wildly in her orgasm, and I disappeared from her room, trying to taste her lubricant. She was a little brackish, but so fragrant and intoxicating that I went into the bath and in a few moves on the aching member plentifully splashed the whole sink with sperm. Then the door suddenly opened, and I, with a member in my hand, with a stupid face and the last stream of sperm ejected from a member, appeared before a naked aunt, who stared at me and my member, who had soiled her shell, in a daze.

- Ah ah ah! - With a sly look she said, coming to himself. - It is not good to spy on an aunt and jerk off on her. Here you are! In words, such an exemplary, but in fact such a prankster! It even seemed to me that you were staring at me in a dream, and you actually touched me, thinking that I was sleeping. So it was, but I clearly felt your touch on my pussy, and saw how you disappeared from the bedroom.