My mother-in-law
My fiancée's mother. A step into the void.
For some, the first woman was their mother. For me, it was my fiancée's mother.
It all started simply.
— Oh, Sasha! Come in, come in! Natasha isn't home! She went to a friend's place.
— That's a shame. Then… should I go?
— Sasha! How can you? You just got here, and—goodbye! Is that how you behave? Come in, come in!
And I stayed.
And half an hour later…
— Am I beautiful? — she looked at me with a frozen question.
— Well, I…
— Sasha… tell me, as it is? As it is…
— Yes… Beautiful… — my breath stopped, — beautiful…
— Sasha… — she suddenly came up to me, — Sasha… Kiss me…
—
I… I… can't!— Why? — her voice was dizzying, intoxicating…
Suddenly she was right next to me, close…
And my hands, my hands grew hot… They were lying on her chest, more precisely on the woman's breasts… That's it. The light dimmed,
I came to at the moment when my pants were sliding down…
— Don't, Larisa Borisovna…
— Call me Lara!
And the light dimmed…
— Shall we go to Turkey?
— To Turkey?
— Yes. There's the sea, the sun! And it's just good.
I stroked the lying woman's breasts.
— Do you want to go to Turkey, sunshine?
The woman kissed me and said:
— I do!
— And will I see you cheat on me there?
The woman laughed:
— Easily!
— Then, let's go!
And we went. Or rather, flew.
Lara started cheating right on the plane.
A young, good-looking guy. What did she see in him?
As soon as the plane gained altitude, Lara whispered to me:
— Well, I'm off.
— Good luck to you!
Passing by the guy, Lara paused for a second, whispered something to him, and quickly walked on.
The guy suddenly jumped up from his seat and literally ran down the aisle toward the toilet…
Half an hour later, Lara wearily sank into her seat…
She exhaled tiredly.
— So, how was it? — I inquired.
— Ah, wasn't worth the trouble!
I laughed.
The airport, the bustle of baggage claim, the bus, and finally, it—the sea!
The beach!
Oh, that gentle wave! The sea!
I lay on the warm sand, exposing my stomach to the sun… Good!
And also—I had a woman with me, fulfilling all whims, no matter how wild they were.
And she fulfilled all my whims.
— And what, are you serious about this?
— Yes, quite.
— You really want to see a man fuck me?
— Very much!
— And what do I tell this man?
— Nothing!
— Oh, god! Well, you've given me a task…
— It's fine, you'll think of something!
— I wonder how?
— Think! You'll manage!
Several hours passed… Evening… The smell of the sea… The hotel…
I waited in the room.
Finally, the door opened… And they entered. Lara and a man.
He was immediately embarrassed.
— Don't pay attention.
— But the boy…
— What boy?
— He's here…
— So what? Did you come for the boy or for me?
— I…
— Get undressed!
And the man obeyed…
A few minutes later, he completely forgot about my presence, enthusiastically huffing and puffing on the woman…
And I couldn't tear myself away from this arousing picture—a man and a woman…
In my pants, I felt a stirring… and a pleasant languor in my chest…
And I did the impossible! I joined the fucking!
Fortunately, a hole was found for me, A mouth, Lara's sweet mouth!
— Lara! Oh, how well you do this! Yes!
Lara's head, like a wonderful, moist, hot spring of pleasure!
Oh, how she sucked! Gently, tenderly… I wanted more and more…
And suddenly… Oh, that sweet moment!
— I'm coming! Lara! Lara! Fuck! Ugh, biiitch! A-a-a-a!
It flowed out of me!
A minute later, I was lying next to Lara, watching the guy fuck her, trying to come…
Good!