My name is Rustam, I am 23 and I come from the South of Russia, from where, the word honor is not just five letters, the whole science.

I have a sister, she is 18. Her name is Ike, you can meet her in the first part of the story.

I did not know what to do. I was amazed. My world collapsed. A week has already passed, as in my eyes, my sister was deprived of her virginity, as she was fucked by the Magician. She's still a child, but already fell in love with a member. Only a week passed, but Ike began to behave a little differently, she began to behave like a woman with experience, as surely, if earlier she constantly asked me if it was possible, it was possible, now she just silently did it. She stayed after school 3 times, before I would have called her and made her come home, but now, something has changed in me, I cannot call her and indicate after what I have allowed. She went overnight to her friend, and when her mother asked where she was, she answered that she needed to help her friend and she should stay overnight. Mom was still amazed at how easily she began to grow and change.

While she was not there, I always knew that the member of Magee was now tightly covered with the lips of my sister, only now nobody would know what, with her labia, or maybe at that very moment she was sucking him.

I lived with these thoughts for a week, and at home when we talked about something, I didn’t understand how she behaves so calmly, why she is not nervous what I can find out, but thoughts about it led me to the conclusion that for a woman there was a good member, and no matter how they preserved their composure, in the life of a woman a member stands right after health.

Time went like an eternity, and one day my parents said that they were leaving for the village, and they would not be a week, in principle, I was parallel, except that it meant that I would spend more time with my sister. There is no connection in the village, and all questions immediately fall on me.

It was about half past nine at night when my sister returned home. She looked tired, I understood because I saw this member who fucked her. Ike went to her room, and from there she went to the shower. I never saw her, she did not explain where she was or why she was delayed. She knows perfectly well that I am her very strict elder brother, and she knew that if I started to scold her, this would not be good, she knows that I can punish her and not let her out of the house, but still the member decides in this situation. Thinking about all this, I concluded “no matter how strict you are, if you relax, everyone will behave as if there never was any strictness”

The next morning, when I woke up there was no one at home, Ike was studying. I spent the whole day at home at the computer, and in the evening, my sister did not linger and came on time, I was even surprised that Maga (this is the one who fucks my sister) needed a break. A few hours later, close to 7 pm, they knocked on the door, I went to open, even without knowing who it might be. I ohrenel, to put it mildly. At the door stood Maga. He introduced himself and said that he was waiting for his relative Zaur, but they don’t have anyone at home, and that Zaur spoke well about me and he would like to wait with us until someone comes home.

Son of a bitch, I thought, and without having any desire to give out what I know about him and Ike, I had to let him in.

Having entered the house, he looked around, I invited him to the kitchen, at this moment, to see who came, came out of her room as a sister. It was not a simple picture, for me, but for Aiki, all the more, she thinks that I do not know. She went into the kitchen and froze, her face betrayed everything.

- Hi Ike - Maga said at ease

- P n hi - she squeezed back, dropping her eyes and afraid to look in my direction.

- we are familiar - continued Maga addressing me - she helped my niece well in the country house, she is a straight young girl, you should be proud of your sister

Well, of course, I thought in my head, you say that because your dick became a regular guest of her tongue and pussy, freak.

But I only squeezed out - yes-

BUT...why did you come - my sister thought with fear, looking at our guest

It's your hospitality - he laughed back

I felt that in this drama was superfluous, but I could not go anywhere, but they looked at each other and were not afraid to be caught.

And ... a. aa yes, I will put the tea - collecting my thoughts, the sister said and taking a kettle poured water and put it on the stove.

He looked at her unabashedly, the table stood in the center of the kitchen, and she did all this twenty centimeters from him. On Ike were homemade, light, spacious pants and the same shirtless shirt.

I could not even imagine what this man was counting on. For what he came, and to whom, and most importantly, he wants to prove. While I was trying to understand what and how, Ike left the room, and Maga followed her gaze. Ten minutes it was not, I turned off the kettle myself and poured us tea.

Maga told something about life, that he was engaged in solving people's problems, and so on, I didn’t really listen to him. After another ten minutes, Ike entered the room. I was shocked. She changed her clothes, and now instead of stretched pants, put on her old skirt, which I forbade her to wear, as she was well above her knees, and a T-shirt, tightly fitting her body, but it was okay, she was not wearing a bra.

Maga checked this out, saying that my sister has very good taste.

I was angry, but I didn’t want to do anything, knowing what was really happening and how. Probably the fact that I saw them together changed my thinking and now, I saw that everything that happens like them, and very few people paid attention to me.

We drank tea, and Maga told us a lot about the problems of today's youth, about problems with money, etc.

I understood that something needs to be done, and the most stupid and at the same time unconsciously, the most important thing, what I said was, what I urgently need to leave for an hour.

Maga was surprised, no less than Aiki, and to be honest, I said it and was myself amazed at the stupidity that I did.

Without letting them wake up, I got up from the table, and left the kitchen, went to my room, and disguised as I left the apartment with a foggy head. I walked the streets not understanding why I did it. Somewhere deep inside, I began to realize that I needed it, it was something that leads me to new, yet not very clear to me, but very pleasant emotions.

I did not know what would happen, I knew that I needed to go back and see it.

Going into the porch, my legs were wadded, I quite felt the hands. I just realized that the keys are already in my hand. I climbed to my floor. He put the key in the door and turned it carefully so that they would not hear me. Opening the door, I received the first ryazryad, I heard my sister moaning, she obviously moaned trying not to scream. I carefully walked into the corridor. The sound was much clearer. I took off my shoes and gently closed the door, I was not noticed. Sounds were coming from a sister's room. I was shaking. My thoughts just flew at the speed of light.

I walked over to her room, the door was closed, but the gap made it possible to see everything that was happening.

My sister stood with cancer, facing the window, sticking out her ass and buried her head in bed, and Maga fucked furiously while standing on her feet, her back to me ...

Continue? Right? It seems to me too boring ... And you?