The living room was filled with the scent of jasmine candles and the tart notes of women's perfume—the floral trail of Zhanna and the fresh, almost marine scent of Christina. I sat in a chair, watching them as jazz played softly, and they, the two friends, settled on the huge sofa, their bare feet touching. Zhanna, my red-haired wife, was the embodiment of temptation in her short black dress. Her curves, the very ones that had driven me crazy all these years, stood out softly in the dim light. Christina, a slender blonde in tight jeans and a silk tank top, gestured as she told yet another amusing story. A provocative tattoo on her ankle peeked out from under her jeans, and a silver piercing in her belly button glinted with every movement. "Boris, don't stare like you're at an exhibition," Zhanna winked at me, her green eyes sparkling mischievously. "Want to join in? There's plenty of room." I moved to the sofa, feeling a slight arousal creeping in. Ch... continue reading

Aunt Olya is my mom's friend. A cool chick, about forty, but beautiful and well-groomed. Divorced a long time ago. A MILF, in a word. Mom always said: "Olya is so independent, a businesswoman." And I just saw a cool figure, big breasts and a smile that gave me an involuntary erection. It was just that my mom went to grandma's for the weekend, and Aunt Olya's home internet wasn't working. I'm still a student myself, studying to be a programmer, and I can 100% fix a router. She called my mom, who hired me: "Go to Olya's, help her, she's going crazy without internet." I came to her. She opened the door in her housecoat. Not exactly transparent, but worn on her naked body, I realized that right away. The tie was barely holding, and when she turned to adjust the slipper, I saw her entire back and the outline of her ass. So hard, so round. The blood rushed to my head. - Oh, Sasha, thank you for coming! - she says, smiling as if we weren't go... continue reading

As soon as Marina and I went to her, she immediately dropped to her knees right in the hallway and, jerking off my pants, began to suck my instantly erect penis.

I had been fucking her for a couple of weeks already - my wife Lena went on a business trip abroad, and since I had no strength to abstain, I came to visit her best friend and, somehow it just happened, fucked her. I must say that Marina had a remarkable temperament, and she fucked with great pleasure (not like Lena), but her personal life was greatly complicated by the fact that at the age of 18 she stupidly got pregnant and gave birth, so now, at 27 her fairly grown-up son made her personal life quite complicated - and that’s understandable, who needs someone else’s offspring. Because of this, she rarely had lovers, and even those were all married. I was no exception either, but it seems that she was pleased that at least someone was fucking her almost every day several times in a row, even if it was her best friend’s husb... continue reading