…It was a hot summer evening. Half an hour ago, I had an argument with my girlfriend, whom I had been with for quite a long time. I was very depressed, and I just wanted to shoot myself. I got into my car and headed home. I stopped at a traffic light and saw a very pretty girl on the side of the road. At that moment, I wanted to get to know her. After lowering the window, I offered to let her in, to which I received a categorical answer “no.” You know, I even liked it, because at that moment I realized that she was not a “whore.” The desire to talk to her overwhelmed me, and I got out of the car. He walked towards her, but she didn’t move. I finally managed to talk to her. She was abandoned just like me a few hours ago. Nevertheless, I persuaded her to take me to the house, because it was already too late and I couldn’t leave my car on the street and at the same time I couldn’t leave her alone at such a time.
We got into my car and continued our acquaintance, heading to her house. The road turned out to be very fast. She lived a few blocks from where I met her. We sat in the car for another hour. We talked, we got acquainted. I liked her very much, and I knew for sure that she cared about me too. But time is a treacherous thing and flew by very quickly, as luck would have it. I knew she had to go. The name of my friend Sveta, she was 18 years old, and she studied at a medical school. We agreed to meet again and exchanged phone numbers. They said goodbye…
I went to my apartment. I was no longer sad, I remembered that wonderful evening and wanted to continue. I hoped that Sveta was sincere, and she really liked me. Two days have passed. We met again. Our acquaintance gained more and more momentum. I already understood that Sveta was my future, and I couldn’t lose her. She was wonderful at everything.
After a month of dating, we decided to celebrate this date and sat in a restaurant. I had just received my salary and could afford it. After the restaurant, we headed to my house, where it happened. She was a virgin, but that didn’t bother me a bit. We were ready for the fact that intimacy was about to happen between us. I sincerely loved her and she loved me too.
I pulled her skirt down from her hips, and she trembled a little, but she didn’t mind at all. I continued. At that moment, I felt her light hand slide over my fly and a moment later she was timidly holding my cock in her hands. She didn’t really know what to do with it, so I had to help her. When my hand reached for her pussy, she trembled even more, and it seemed like she was about to push me away. I paused a bit, and she gently bit into my lips. We continued to kiss, and I was already using my finger in her pussy. When I realized that she was ready, I put her on the bed and lay on top of her. Sveta asked me to be gentle, and I readily agreed. She ended up, of course, like a line flying out of a vending machine. She no longer felt pain and asked not to stop. I obeyed, and I did it with pleasure. She spent the night with me, although she told her mother that she would spend the night with her friend.
Our meetings continued. We already considered ourselves a full-fledged couple, and after three months we started thinking about marriage. At that time, I already knew her parents. Sveta’s father died in a car accident, and she stayed with her sister and mother. I even felt a little sorry for her, because they lived very poorly. I helped as much as I could. He helped Sveta and her younger sister get a job. Well, how to say a job, just a side job. Svetka’s sister was two years younger than her. Natasha was also a very pretty girl and was in great demand among the guys. As for Elena Borisovna’s mother, she was a character. When we first met, she didn’t like me very much, and she told me so bluntly. But then we became friends a little bit, and I could safely go to her house when Svetka was at the institute and just sit and talk over a cup of coffee.
A friend invited me to a birthday party the other day, and I agreed. I said I’d be with my soulmate. I agreed in advance with Svetka to go to the store to choose some kind of gift. I went to her house the next day, but she wasn’t there. Elena Borisovna opened the door for me. She was wearing a dress that was too transparent, and I could see everything in a certain light. I tried not to pay attention to it, and we sat down to drink coffee as usual. Suddenly the phone rang – it was Sveta. She said she was late and asked her to wait. Of course, I agreed. I really enjoyed talking to her mother, she was a very educated woman with a terrible temper, and that’s what I liked. There was nothing wrong with her sense of humor, so it was easy for me.
Elena Borisovna suggested that I watch movies while I’m waiting for her daughter. I gladly agreed, and we turned on some kind of melodrama. The film had elements of eroticism, sometimes even porn. I felt uncomfortable somehow, but Elena Borisovna immediately spurred me on, and we continued watching the movie in friendly laughter.
After we watched it, we had a conversation with her, which gradually turned into an intimate topic. She asked me questions about Svetka, and I had to answer. When the conversation had already gone too far, I wanted to leave, but Elena Borisovna grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes. I didn’t understand what it all meant, and I was even a little scared. At that moment, she pulled me towards her and unbuttoned my fly with her teeth. I was just in shock, but I couldn’t move, as if I was paralyzed. Sveta’s mother began to lick my pussy, moaning periodically. To be honest, I was very pleased. For a moment, I didn’t even want her to stop, but then she whispered… it’s your turn. I realized what to do and leaned over to her. All my thoughts were about one thing, at least no one would catch us. I dug into her vagina with my tongue and began to lick her passionately, making her moan even harder and harder. Then she beckoned me in the other direction, and I realized without further ado that she wanted to try it in the ass. I also liked this idea, and I began to hammer her anus with pleasure. Everything would have been fine, but then the doorbell rang – it was Sveta. The two of us realized this and began to dress quickly. Fortunately, they did, and my beloved did not suspect anything.
I’m getting married to Sveta in a month, and I still want her mother. I tried to make an appointment a couple of times, but Elena Borisovna wouldn’t make contact. Now, constantly fucking Svetka in all the cracks, I think about her mother’s ass, which I haven’t had enough of.