Alyona at the picnic

Alyona looked out the kitchen window of their country house and watched her husband and the guests scattered throughout the garden with envy. Some were playing badminton or splashing in the pool, some were drinking coffee or something stronger, and others were simply strolling among the shady trees and shrubbery. Her husband was having fun, telling jokes and drinking his favorite cognac. It was one of the last weekends when the sun was still warm, and people seemed to be in a hurry to enjoy the last warm days of Indian summer. There were about fifty guests in total, plus their children.

Alyona's husband would sometimes gather people he needed,

skillfully mixing them with his friends, of whom he had a great many. Alyona, on the other hand, took on the role of a hospitable hostess, trying to impress everyone with her culinary skills. And she was quite successful at it.

 — Aunt Alyona, where is your trash can? — Alyona flinched in surprise and, turning around, saw Anton, the eighteen-year-old son of her husband's partner, standing before her.

 — There's a large trash can under the sink, — Alyona replied.

 — Thank you, Aunt Alyona.

Alyona moved aside a little so Anton could open the cabinet door under the sink.

 — Since you're here, don't leave yet, you'll help me now — said Alyona.

 — Darling, come join us, enough hanging out in the kitchen, — shouted her husband. He was standing by the grill making shashlik.

 — Yes. I'll be right there, dear, — Alyona leaned out the window, slightly bending over and resting her hands on the windowsill.

Anton was standing behind her, also leaning over, as if looming over her but not touching her. Alyona, however, felt the heat of his warmth and even the smell of men's cologne mixed with the faint, arousing scent of a man's body.

 — Your husband makes very tasty shashlik, — Anton said quietly, leaning towards Alyona's ear. Now she felt him press his groin and stomach against her, trying to lean further out the window. She felt his hot breath on her neck and it tickled a little in that spot. Something hard pressed against the right side of Alyona's butt, and she opened her mouth in amazement, realizing the teenager had an erection. And it was a rather decent-sized erection. It seemed Anton wasn't even aware that his cock was resting on Alyona's ass.

Alyona was wearing short shorts made of thin material and a blouse with straps. Her legs looked very good in those shorts, and her breasts didn't need support, as they had a perfect shape and didn't sag at all.

Now Anton was handing plates to someone and kept leaning his whole body against Alyona, sometimes easing, sometimes increasing the pressure on her. He was deliberately taking his time with this operation.

Finally, he finished and moved away from her. Alyona immediately turned to Anton and looked at him. The silhouette of Anton's cock was clearly visible on his shorts. Alyona suddenly noticed that her own nipples had stiffened and were poking through the thin material of her blouse. She was about to scold Anton, but at that moment she heard her husband's voice behind her.

 — Yes, dear, — she shouted, looking straight into Anton's eyes.

What happened next surprised her more than if she had been elected President of America. While she was talking to her husband, Anton knelt down and began kissing her legs near the shorts, tickling her thighs with his tongue. Alyona froze in surprise, and the emboldened Anton suddenly, with a sharp movement of his hands, yanked her shorts down, and she found herself naked below the waist. He immediately pressed his mouth to Alyona's, as it turned out, wet lips.

 — Anton, are you crazy? Stop it right now! — Alyona whispered-shouted.

She didn't want to attract the attention of her husband or the guests. So she tried to continue talking to her husband as if nothing was happening. She only turned her face towards him, simultaneously trying to break free from Anton's embrace and not arouse her husband's suspicion. However, Anton immediately slipped his head between her legs and, leaning his back against the wall under the window, continued his activity.

 — Are you even listening to me? — her husband persisted.

 — Yes, of course, — Alyona rose on her tiptoes, trying to escape Anton's tongue, but tired of standing like that, she sank right onto Anton's tongue. And Anton, at that time, grabbed Alyona's ass with both hands and kneaded it like dough.

 — Mark Kaplovsky was asking about…

 — Oh God, no! — burst out of Alyona…

 — I haven't even said anything yet, — her husband was indignant. Alyona felt Anton's hand start to stroke her leg and then two fingers immediately penetrated her. From the way those fingers met no resistance, Alyona understood that she was very, very wet there. Anton began playing with Alyona's hole, which, for example, responded with pleasure when Anton moved his fingers as if they were walking. Something incomprehensible was happening to Alyona; she saw her husband, his mouth, his lips moving, explaining something, but Alyona couldn't hear anything.

Alyona clutched the windowsill with both hands and, straining to keep her balance, tried to feign interest on her face. Finally, her husband stopped talking, and Alyona, just in case, said she would do as he wished. Her husband turned away, satisfied, and went to the guests, and Anton, for some reason, thought that was said to him and, grinning triumphantly, pulled Alyona down.

Oh, — Alyona cried out in surprise and began to fall down. — What are you doing, Anton, stop.

When Alyona ended up on Anton's legs, he lifted her a little again and immediately lowered her. Alyona felt her lower lips part and admit the teenager's cock.

Anton began lifting and lowering Alyona at a frantic pace, and all Alyona could do was brace her hands against the boy's chest and try not to moan with pleasure. She braced her feet against the floor and brought her knees together over Anton's stomach. Soon Anton got tired of this position and, rising up, grabbed Alyona's ankles with his hands and pulled them up. Alyona suddenly found herself on her back on the floor with her legs thrown up, which found a place on Anton's shoulders. Anton, full of teenage energy, began working like a jackhammer. With his hands, he began kneading her breasts and pinching her nipples. Alyona bit her lip, trying to delay her orgasm, but literally a minute later she was shaking her head from side to side. Anton slowed his thrusts a little, and when Alyona began to come to her senses, he pulled out of her, put her on her hands and knees, and entered her from behind. A couple more minutes of intense thrusting and Anton, with a gasp, began to cum inside Alyona. His cock began to spurt semen, and Alyona couldn't hold back again and began to cum…

When Alyona came to her senses, Anton was already fully dressed. Alyona immediately slapped Anton with all her might.

 — What for, Aunt Alyona? — he protested.

 — What? You don't understand? Why do you think you can allow yourself such things? Who told you to hit on adult women and other men's wives? — Alyona spoke in a loud whisper, trying somehow to save face.

 — Serega, — he simply replied. Serega, or Sery, was the son of a well-known lawyer who worked with Alyona's husband. He was a year and a half older than Anton. Alyona couldn't stand him.

 — And what does he have to do with it? — Alyona was surprised.

 — Well, he told me you gave it to him a couple of times and even recommended you… By the way, he turned out to be right…

 — And you believed him? — Alyona was offended.

 — So he lied to me… ?

 — Anton, don't be a fool. He was just talking nonsense, and you fell for it.

Anton paled.

 — Aunt Alyona, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I thought if he… Then I could too…

 — Alright. Just be quiet, — Alyona waved her hand. She got up and left

to the back rooms to tidy herself up.

After quickly tidying herself up, Alyona was about to go out to the guests, but then someone knocked on the door.

 — It's open, — said Alyona, applying lipstick in front of the mirror. Instead of shorts, she put on a long skirt with a coquettish slit. She kept the same top.

 — Aunt Alyona, it's me, Sergei. I need to talk to you, — the pimply teenager with a smug face closed the door behind him and locked it. — Speak of the devil. I was just thinking about you. I hear you boast about your conquests on the female front. Tell me about one, — Alyona said with mockery in her voice.

 — Want me to tell one about you? — he replied with the same mockery.

 — How interesting. Well, tell me, boastful little liar, — surprised by the boy's audacity.

 — I came to Aunt Alyona, showed her a certain photo, and she immediately gave it to me so I would destroy that photo, — Sergei said smiling and brought his mobile phone close to Alyona's face with a photo showing her on all fours, and Anton fucking her from behind. Moreover, pure pleasure was written on Alyona's face. Anton put away the mobile phone and began to smile triumphantly.

 — I was afraid I'd be noticed, so I only took one photo, but what a photo, — he drawled. — Anyway, let's not beat around the bush and get down to business. The door is locked, get undressed, Alyonushka. And be quick about it.

Alyona didn't need it explained how she was in trouble, but she decided to bargain.

 — Listen, you boy. Let's do this: I'll give you a blowjob, and you give me

the photo.

 — I knew you'd bargain… agreed, but the blowjob is without

clothes. Or I might splatter you, — he quipped.

 — I'll only take off the top, — declared Alyona.

 — Agreed, — Sergei sat comfortably in the armchair and pulled down his pants. — But

I only cum in the mouth and on the face. It's been a while since I came in anyone's mouth, — he smirked.

Alyona felt terribly hurt and even disgusted by such words. Silently, she knelt before the teenager, pulled off her top, and slipped her hand into Seryoga's underwear. It looked a bit rough, and he immediately reprimanded her.

 — Be a bit gentler, please, — he switched to 'you', — you cocksucking bitch!

Alyona raised her head and looked at him as if she wanted to say something.

 — Don't look at me. Better start sucking, or your husband is already waiting for you, — Sergei said calmly and pressed his hand on the back of Alyona's head.

 — I came into the house looking for the toilet, — he continued, — and on the way back, I stopped by the kitchen to admire your ass when you bend over. Your ass in those shorts is worth a million dollars. And what did I see? To my surprise, I saw Anton fucking you with his fingers and helping with his tongue, and you weren't even stopping him, but even riding him. Plus, you were managing to talk to your husband at the same time. And then he fucks you, and you throw your legs over his shoulders so he can go deeper. I think: 'Damn, this slut has lost her mind.' And when he put you on all fours, and your tits started rubbing against the floor, I almost came. I was about to, by the way, take out my dick and jerk off, but wisely changed my mind and photographed you. And here's the result — you're on your knees sucking my unwashed dick. Heh-heh-heh.

While Sergei was talking, his hand didn't leave Alyona's head. Alyona, on the other hand, decided to finish the blowjob quickly and was doing her best. She took his entire cock into her mouth and sucked it like a seasoned prostitute. With her hand, she massaged his balls and occasionally jerked his cock. Unnoticed by herself, she got carried away with this activity, and Sergei's crude compliments only stimulated her.

 — Come on, bitch, suck! Let me feel those tits, — Sergei was fully enjoying his power over Aunt Alyona. His hands kneaded Alyona's breasts, twisted her nipples, and pinched them. Sometimes, when he was about to cum, Sergei would pull Alyona's mouth away and slap her face with his wet cock. And Alyona, for some reason, became even more active from such treatment. She didn't want to, but she liked it all…

 — Come on, put the balls in your wonderful mouth. There. Good girl. Good sucker. A professional, — from such words, Alyona even felt proud of herself. And when the youth started to cum, she covered the head of his cock with her mouth and began swallowing at a frantic pace. However, Sergei pulled Alyona away from his cock by the hair, and the last two shots landed on her face. When Sergei saw Alyona's face, he almost came a second time and pushed her face onto his cock. And with his hand, he pinched Alyona's right breast, and, to his surprise, Alyona came too.

Coming to her senses, Alyona first grabbed Sergei's mobile phone and deleted all the photos that were there. Then she got up and went to the bathroom to tidy herself up. When she went out to the guests, it was already impossible to tell about her little adventure from her appearance, while Anton and Sergei kept whispering to each other, smirking, and glancing at her…

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