- So you're my sister? Very interesting! - Carefully examining the slender figure of a forty-year-old woman, Sergey Dmitrievich exclaimed.
Embarrassedly stepping under his immodest gaze, groping her breasts, blushing like a young girl, she clarified: - "But not a sister, but only a second cousin."
Excuse me, my name is Tonya. I'm not too strong in the family hierarchy. Explain to me what this means, second cousin?
- You see, your grandmother had a sister who gave birth to my mother, and your own grandmother gave birth to your father. My mom and your dad were cousins. Then, my mother got married and gave birth to me, and your father got married, after which you were born. We are with you, the offspring of cousins, brother and sister, which means that we are with you, we are second cousins.
- So, our relationship can be considered quite distant?
- Well, of course. In tsarist Russia, cousins were even allowed to marry. And for second cousins, even more so.
- You explained it to me very intelligibly. And I, kill me, could not understand all these intricate family relationships. Now it has become clear to me that you and I can even enter, excuse my frankness, into intimacy.
Antonina Fyodorovna flushed hotly. He seemed to guess the course of her thoughts, and voiced them word for word.
- Well, why are you embarrassed dear Tonechka? - Approaching her, he insinuatingly asked. - You thought about it too, didn't you? Did I guess right?
- What do you! I was very far from such immodest thoughts! Blushing painfully, she exclaimed plaintively.
- Tonya, dear, you just said that you have been single for quite a long time, I am also a bachelor. What prevents us from enjoying each other's company? Do you want me to show you my bedroom? Let's go. Let's go. Do not be shy. We are alone here, even my housekeeper is off today.
Dragging the bewildered, weakly resisting woman behind him, he quickly led her into the bedroom, then, without hesitation, began to unbutton her skirt. Convulsively grabbing her, she thereby allowed him to unbutton her blouse. When he (pizdeishn.net) flung it open, revealing her tight-fitting beautiful breasts, gasping weakly in embarrassment, she released her skirt and covered it with her hands. Taking her by the hand, he pulled her down, exposing her beautiful, tightly clad in panties, steep hips.
- Sergey Dmitrievich! Seryozha! What are you doing?! - Realizing that he would still undress her, she asked plaintively.
- Tonechka! Darling! You are such an incredibly seductive woman. Do you really think that I can easily miss you?! We are now completely alone and nothing prevents us from enjoying love. I long for you. And, believe me, now you will be my woman!
Ignoring her bashful resistance, he unhooked her bra, and when she grabbed it, he swiftly removed her panties.
- You are a miracle! You are just lovely! - Trembling with passion, he exclaimed and, unfastening the belt on his trousers, dropped them to his feet.
From his lowered shorts elastically shot up and pressed against her soft crotch excited member. Startled at his thrilling touch, Antonina Fyodorovna realized that her resistance would be meaningless. He would still take her.
Pushing her back to the bed, he impatiently dropped her on her back and, dropping down between her widely spread legs, deftly inserted his cock into her genital slit.
"You're already wet inside, my dear sister," he said excitedly, and with a groan of pleasure he plunged into her.
Antonina Fyodorovna's eyes darkened with pleasure. Having conceived a daughter out of girlish inexperience, since then, she stubbornly avoided sexual contact with men, for whom she had no shortage. And, in fact, having slept with a man in her youth, only one single time, until the age of forty, she retained a naive girlish ignorance about intimate relationships between men and women.
Now, when her body was so unexpectedly taken over by a man experienced in bed, her ascetically tamed flesh instantly rebelled. Her long, slender legs wrapped tightly around Sergei. Moaning abruptly, she jerked, sharply swayed under him. His cock seemed to be trying to pierce her body through and through, but she was not hurt, on the contrary, lying under him, she felt only an indescribably strong desire for love, a thirst to give him herself, her ardent tenderness and receive from him these passionate fabulous caresses.
- My God! Tonechka! You are my sweet girl! What a passionate and delightfully pleasant woman you are! - Kissing her blazing fire, such a beautiful face in love, Sergey muttered feverishly.
He realized that he had finally met that one and only woman whom he was ready to love to infinity.
Antonina Fedorovna felt happy and exhausted from his ardent love. Her strong, slender body continued to shudder from fading bouts of fading ecstasy. She could not move her arms or legs.
- My God! Seryozha! Cute! You drank all my strength, - she barely managed to utter.
- Tonechka, my beauty! Where have you been hiding all these years? It turns out that I've been waiting for you until now. Searched and waited. But here it is, finally.
- I gave birth to a daughter, graduated from the Pedagogical Institute, worked and raised her. Now, she is a third-year student of the Pedagogical Institute.
- I don't hear a single word about your previous men.
- I never had them. Once, having done something stupid, I gave birth to Ira and promised myself that I would never even look in their direction. Except once, after which, when my daughter was born, I never had a man again.
How can you live without love? - Struck by her words, he asked.
- I was warmed by the love of my sweet girl. She was enough for me.
“Now that I know you, you should forget about your loneliness. From now on, you, and only you, my God-given wife.
- Seryozha. Do you confess your love to me and make me an offer of marriage? - She asked with excitement, because she was afraid to even think about her impending loneliness. Sergey's words gave her hope to become a beloved and infinitely happy woman.
“Haven’t you realized yet that I won’t let you go away from me for anything? I've been looking for you for so long and now, I finally found you. Now, you are my legal wife. Tomorrow we will go with you to the registry office and together we will apply for marriage. I will beg the workers of the registry office to speed up this process. I don't want to wait six months. You must immediately become my wife.
- You don't even ask if I agree?
- I am sure that you will certainly agree, my love. The kind of passion that you have shown is absolutely impossible to imitate. I am convinced that you also love me!
- Yes, Seryozha! I love, love you. I don't know how it happened, but you won my heart and... body. They only belong to you.
- I was sure of this my beloved wife. You are my wife?
- Yes, honey. Now, I am your wife. And I'm happy to tell you this.
- I adore you, my love.
Covering her passionately trembling body, he again took possession of her, and instantly forgetting about fatigue, she accepted him with a joyful groan.
Once she felt unwell and, having gone to the hospital for an examination, she was embarrassed to find out that she was pregnant.
From this unexpected, very joyful news for him, Sergey Dmitrievich almost had a heart attack. He could not believe that his beloved wife would have a child, whom they jointly conceived on that first memorable for them, wonderful evening.