Aunt Alyona

I, Alena, look out of the kitchen window of my country house and look with envy at my husband and guests located throughout the garden. Some play badminton or splash in the pool, some drink coffee or something stronger, some just walk between shady trees and bushes. My husband has fun telling jokes and getting drunk on his favorite cognac. It's one of the last weekends of summer, the sun is still shining and people seem to be in a hurry to soak up its last rays. There were about thirty adults in total, plus their children. The husband sometimes collects the people he needs, skillfully mixes them with our friends, of whom there is a carriage and a small cart.

I, in the role of a hospitable hostess, try to surprise everyone with my culinary abilities. I can do this quite well. Aunt Alena, where is your trash can? Startled, I looked around in surprise and saw in front of me Anton, my friend’s eighteen-year-old son. There's a big trash can here under the sink. Thank you, Aunt Alena. I moved a little to the side so that he could open the door under the sink. Since you are here, don’t leave, now you will help me, I said. Honey, let’s come to us, stop hanging around in the kitchen, my husband is shouting from the street. He stands at the barbecue, making barbecue. Yes, I’ll be right there, honey, I looked out of the window, leaned over the sill, leaned over, resting my hands on it. Anton stood behind me, also leaning over, as if hanging over me, but not touching me.

However, I felt the heat of his body and the smell, cologne mixed with a light, already masculine, body odor. Your husband makes a very tasty kebab, Anton says quietly, in my ear. I feel like he accidentally pressed his groin and stomach against me, as if trying to lean out of the window further. I feel a tickling sensation on my neck from his breath. Oh, something hard rested on the right side of my ass. Dick, or what? I open my mouth in amazement and realize the boy has an erection. Moreover, the erection is not that of a child. Anton seems to have no idea that his dick is resting against my ass. Due to the unprecedented heat, I was wearing short shorts made of thin material and a blouse with straps, right on my naked body.

My legs look very flattering in these shorts, and my chest, thank God, doesn’t need support at my thirty-five. Anton, without changing his position, began passing the plates to someone, constantly leaning on me with his whole body, either weakening or increasing the pressure. I wondered if he was doing this for a long time on purpose. I froze so as not to focus on this, trying to drive away the thought of his dick. He's a boy, after all. Having finished, he moved away as if nothing had happened. Turning, I look at him, trying to find intent in his gaze or movements. The silhouette of Anton's penis is clearly visible on the shorts. It’s interesting to look at his young dick, the skin is probably soft and velvety, and the head of the prick is smooth and shiny? I suddenly felt that my nipples, after the incident and thinking about the dick, were tense and sticking out through the thin material of the blouse. Just as I was about to run into Anton, I heard my husband’s voice outside the window.

Yes, honey, I answer my husband, looking Anton straight in the eyes. I turn around and talk to my husband and feel the touch of wet lips on my thighs below my shorts and a tickling sensation from my tongue. Twitching instinctively, she was dumbfounded and froze in surprise. Stop, you can’t, no no, you can’t show the guests what’s happening outside the window with your appearance, the boy will come to his senses now, he just couldn’t control his nature. And Anton, emboldened, sharply pulled his shorts down and I found myself naked from the waist down, feeling the cold of the stone window sill in my lower abdomen. He immediately clung to my buttocks and held my hips tightly. An electric current struck me, Anton, are you crazy, I hiss? Stop it now, I turn my head half-turn, my whisper has turned into a growl! I think to myself, stop stupid, no, don’t attract the attention of your husband and guests, I can handle the little one myself. I try to continue the conversation with my husband as if nothing is happening.

I turned to face my husband, at the same time, moving my hips, trying to escape from Anton’s embrace without arousing my husband’s suspicion. Taking advantage of the situation, Anton immediately stuck his head between my legs and continued his occupation. Can you even hear me, my husband shouts! Yes, of course, I stood up on tiptoes, trying to pull away, but I couldn’t stand for so long and sank right onto Anton’s tongue. And he immediately grabbed my ass with both hands and began to knead it like dough. Mark Kaplovsky was interested, the husband continues. Oh God, no, it came out of my mouth! I haven’t said anything yet, my husband was indignant. I feel Anton’s hand stroking my crotch, two fingers penetrate into my womb at once. By the way these fingers slid without resistance, I understand that the inside of the vagina is wet. Anton plays in the crack, moving his fingers like scissors.

My God, something incomprehensible is happening, I see my husband, his mouth, moving lips explain something, but I don’t hear the words. Clutching the window sill with both hands, I maintain my balance with all my might, trying to portray interest on my face for my husband. I see my husband stopped talking, yes yes, I will do everything as you want, I tell my husband just in case. The husband nodded, turned and went to the guests, and Anton apparently thought that this was said to him, chuckled triumphantly and pulled me down. Oh, I screamed and began to fall down. What are you doing, Anton, stop it, bitch! Having fallen, I crushed Anton under me and ended up on his feet, he immediately lifted me and immediately lowered me. Fucking directs, oh inserted, it flashed through my mind.

I felt with my pussy how the lips parted and let the penis inside. Anton moved under me, lifting and lowering me with fervor. He'll fuck off. I try, placing my hands on the floor and squeezing my knees together, to fall onto my side. But the boy is in a more advantageous, stable position and holds me, continuing to drive his dick in the vagina. The usual chill ran through my thighs, my body treacherously began to relax in preparation for fucking. I understand that I’m starting to get excited, but I’ll flounder at least for show, I need to maintain my status! Apparently Anton was tired of the position, he stood up, grabbed my ankles with his hands and pulled up. I can’t fight him any further, it’s useless, I’m tired, because he’s a sambo wrestler, all his movements are purposefully calculated. Smart people correctly advise, relax and enjoy.

I find myself on my back on the floor, lifting my legs up and Anton immediately tucked them under his arms. Immediately, with pushes, he energetically worked with his pelvis, at the speed of a jackhammer. He kneads my breasts with his hands and pinches my nipples. I make a futile effort over my flesh, biting my lips and deciding to free myself from under him. It is necessary to avoid the release of sperm and begin to feel my orgasm in this sexual act. Literally a minute later I was exhausted, like a doll, shaking my head from side to side. Fuck, I understand in my mind, I swam. I feel my lower abdomen tense and my nipples stick out, my head is throbbing. And he slowed down his thrusts a little, apparently tired. I get a break, I need to come to my senses. He stuck his dick out, maybe he'll let him go. Oh no, he turns me over, puts me doggy style and, oh, mommy, inserts me from behind again.

I have no strength or desire to resist! I am clearly aware of what is happening, I clearly hear sounds outside the window and my wheezing, panting, everything is interspersed with the snoring of my fucker. The meaning of what was happening hit my brain. Thoughts flash. Anton, dear boy, tense male member, he, he is a rapist! Husband, guests in the yard. I’m standing on the kitchen floor with my butt slacked off, my vagina is swollen and flowing, my lower abdomen is tense, this is my trembling female flesh. Intense thrusts into the pussy, the head of the prick, swollen, massages the vagina from the nutria, and the shaft slides rubs the clitoris. God, I feel so good! And, behold, Anton came with a wheeze, pouring out right into my very insides. The vagina tightly clasped the penis, the pulsating jerks splash out the sperm. I myself push my hips towards him! My body, as usual, responded to the feeling of male power, an orgasm rolled in sweetly and viscously and I came trembling, strung my vagina to his pubis.

Anton immediately took it out and pulled away, let go of me and began to wipe the shaft of his penis and the butt with his palm. I came to my senses, hit Anton in the face with all my might, and he caught the second slap in the face with his hand. Why, Aunt Alena, is he indignant? What? What don't you understand? What have you done? I am an adult

woman, I have a husband! What will I tell your mother? I hiss in an angry whisper, trying to save my status and my face. Yes, this is Seryoga, Anton answered simply. Seryoga, the son of a famous lawyer with whom my husband collaborates. He is one and a half years older than Anton. I can't stand him. What does he have to do with it? I continue to growl, powerless to change anything. So he told me that you gave him a couple of times and even recommended that he be rougher with you, saying that this is how you like him.

He ​​said that your vagina is always ready and you are happy to cum on a skilled partner. And by the way, he’s right, Anton grinned. The little bitch lied, I blurted out! Anton, you are a bastard and a fool! He was talking to you, and you were a bastard. Anton turned pale. Aunt Alena, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I thought if you told him. Then I can do it too. Shut up, scum! Get out! I grab my shorts, turn around and go to the bathroom, I urgently need to get myself in order. I quickly cleaned myself up and involuntarily noticed that the boy was releasing sperm like a grown man! Instead of provocative shorts, I wore a long skirt with a slit. And I left the top the same. I was just about to go out to the guests, and then there was a knock on the door. Openly, I say, touching up my lips in front of the mirror. Aunt Alena, it's me, Sergei. I would like to talk to you.

He ​​entered with an impudent, pimply face and closed the door behind him with the rotary lock. Ah, the beast runs towards the catcher. I was just thinking about you. They say you boast about your victories on the women's front. Tell me about whatever, I say with mockery in my voice. Well, if you're interested? If you want, I’ll tell you about you, he replies mockingly. How interesting, I roared! Well, I’m indignant at this guy’s impudence! Yes, so, I once came to Aunt Alena, showed her one photo and she immediately gave it to me doggy style. Well, so that I destroy this photo, Sergei smiles and shoves his mobile phone in my face. And there, there is a photo in which I, an adult aunty, stand doggy style, with my ass off without pants and, and the boy Anton, is banging me from behind. Moreover, my face expresses pleasure, well, it’s written on it, I’m enjoying myself. I went numb, the blood rushed to my head, pounding in my temples. My legs became weak, I sank without strength onto the edge of the bathtub.

Sergei put away his mobile phone, smiling triumphantly. I was afraid to deprive you of the pleasure of having an orgasm and so as not to distract you from a pleasant and beneficial activity for the body, I took only one photo and left. Noo, but what a one! In short, I won’t harp on the topic, let’s get down to business and dishevel grandma. After all, you must admit, your dear cunt, by experience, against my dick, is already a grandmother. I jerked towards him and swung. Well, come on, he says mockingly, otherwise you might think the door is locked. Come on, take off your clothes Alyonushka. Hurry up! Or, shall we go to my husband? And he smiles, you cunt. I’m trying to soberly assess the situation, but I’m in trouble, I need to bargain. Listen, boy. Let's do this, you give me a photo, I'll give you a blowjob. Well, I knew that you would play around. Okay, that's covered, but you'll give a blowjob naked and then I'll give you a photo. “What if I splatter your clothes with sperm,” he jokes.

I agree to take off only my jacket. Sergei pulled down his pants and sat down on the toilet lid, leaning back comfortably on the tank. But I cum too much right in my mouth and on my face. Just think, it’s been a while since I came in anyone’s mouth, he grinned. I felt terribly offended and disgusted by such words. Silently I undressed and dropped to my knees. Please be more gentle, he switched to you, cocksucker, fuck! Raising my head, I look at him, faggot, I stopped short. Don't look at me like that, I say suck! You better start, otherwise your husband has been waiting for you, Sergei says calmly and with his hand he tilts my head towards the protruding penis. You see, I went into the house to use the toilet, he continues, and on the way back, passing by, I looked into the kitchen.

While he colorfully savored the act of violence, I realized that, looking from the outside, this is how it happened. He speaks and presses the back of my head with his hand to guide my mouth along the protruding shaft. I decided to try and finish the blowjob quickly and work with my tongue as hard as I can. Remembering my husband’s advice, I swallow the penis whole and suck it like a real prostitute. With my tongue I stroke the lower part of the pup, tugging at the frenulum. I jerk the shaft with my hand and massage the balls. With the thought, quickly, quickly, unnoticed by herself, she got carried away. And Sergei’s rude compliments like, suck the bitch more gently or I’ll fill my insides with sperm, surprisingly have an exciting effect and stimulate me. Come on, fuck, suck! Well, let me rub your tits. Sergei enjoys his power over his adult aunt. She kneads her breasts with her hands, twists her nipples, and pinches them.

Like a good instrument, I begin to vibrate in response. But, apparently feeling the rush of orgasm, Sergei pulled my head away and began to spank my lips and nose with his wet dick. Images from porn immediately popped into my head. Involuntarily, my foggy brain plunges me there and I am already a depraved bitch. Ooh, I felt internally anxious. I don’t understand what’s going on in me, is it instincts or am I just so depraved? I feel it, I am aware of my thoughts, I already want it, no, don’t stop, come on! I already like all this. Well, let's take the eggs into your wonderful mouth. Wow. Well done. Nice pacifier. From such words all the blood rushed to my face, and my lower abdomen began to ache. The young man began to cum, pressed my head down, and forced me to swallow the entire length of his penis with my mouth.

In order not to suffocate, I put my mouth on the prick and pull away at breakneck speed, convulsively swallowing the seed. Sergei pulled me away from his dick by my hair and the last two shots sprayed onto my face. Seeing the sperm on his face, he put his head back on his dick. And with his hand he pinched her right breast. It's all a pacifier, there's nothing else to feed you, intermission! Lick the fellow dry. To my surprise, I moan loudly with disappointment, I understand that I won’t be able to cum. Having come to my senses, the first thing I do is grab my mobile phone and erase all the photos. Then I rinse my mouth.

After washing my face, I went into the bedroom and put myself in order. I took a sip of whiskey for courage, went out to the guests, for me it is no longer possible to tell about the adventure I experienced. Anton and Sergei constantly whisper, grin and glance at me. They slipped me a note saying that Anton filmed the entire blowjob on camera through the open window. Having signed it, see you soon!