A new family or...

A New Family or...

I got married while still in college; my classmate got pregnant and our parents quickly arranged everything. So, at 18, I became a dad. We lived like everyone else: we argued, made up, and lived like that for 18 years. Over those years, I gained weight, and not just physically, but also weight in life. Accordingly, the opportunity arose to send our daughter to study in Germany. My wife went to get our daughter settled in college, and three months later, I went to Bonn myself. Our daughter was renting a small, quite cozy apartment; my wife and I paid for a year upfront and returned to Russia. Within a year, our daughter got married and became pregnant. When it was time for the birth, my wife went to help and stayed in Germany —

she also "got married." After finalizing the divorce, I realized I was alone. The company was running — I was free, and my bank accounts allowed me to relax, and it was time to fulfill my long-standing dream — to travel. I decided to get rid of excess baggage and posted an ad to sell some extra apartments.

One day, someone called and arranged a meeting, where and how... After some time, I was waiting for the buyers in the apartment for sale. A ring at the door. I went to open it — on the doorstep stood a young couple: he was about my height but narrower in the shoulders, dressed in jeans and a shirt; she — graceful, slender, in a light sundress. When our eyes met, there was a moment of silence. Before their eyes stood a stocky, bald man nearing forty, in a white t-shirt and jeans.

— Gleb. I introduced myself.

— Sveta, Anton. They introduced themselves.

I invited them into the apartment, we went to the living room and settled into an armchair and on the sofa. I offered them whiskey and went to the kitchen. Sveta slipped in after me:

— I'll help.

I showed her where the glasses were. I got the bottle of scotch and ice myself. The scent from Sveta's body was driving me crazy. I had already decided to give a decent discount on the apartment. When we entered the room, Anton settled into the armchair, and Sveta and I had to sit on the sofa. After drinking whiskey, we started talking, Sveta was chattering, Anton was reserved, but the whiskey was making itself felt...

— Want me to dance for you? Sveta jumped off the sofa, turned on music, and started moving, swaying her hips. Anton and I stared at the dancing Sveta; her body was alluring and maddening, my cock started to rise, and my jeans noticeably bulged. This didn't escape Anton and Sveta's attention; they exchanged glances.

— I'll go have a smoke. Anton stood up and went to the kitchen balcony.

I also decided to get up and go cool off, but I ran into Sveta. With one hand, she pressed against my chest, with the other, she pressed on the bulging lump in my jeans, found the zipper, unzipped it, then the belt and button. My cock practically burst free. Sveta slipped her hand into my underwear and freed my cock. Out came flesh 20cm long and 5cm in diameter. Sveta's hand gently kneaded my balls and stroked my cock. Our eyes met, and we locked lips. She knelt down and took my cock in her mouth, giving me a blowjob, swallowing it all the way to the base.

— Oh! You've already started! Can I join?

I saw Anton. He had taken off his shirt and jeans, under which were silk women's thongs. His cock was sticking out from behind the thin strings; it was visibly thinner, though about the same length as mine. Sveta was distracted.

— Come here, darling! She crawled on her knees to Anton and started giving him a blowjob. I had nothing to do, so I sat down and started fondling Sveta's charms, then helped her take off her sundress; she was left topless. My attention was drawn to the lacy shorts clinging to her firm thighs and accentuating her neat buttocks.

— Don't leave Gleb out! Anton smirked.

— I can't split myself in two. Sveta smirked.

— I'll help you. Said Anton.

I sat on the sofa and spread my legs. My cock was sticking out. Sveta pulled off her shorts, and I saw her wet, shaved pussy, which she sat down on my cock, turning her back to me. My cock slid in with slight resistance; it seemed to me that Sveta deliberately tightened her vagina. She started moving up and down, and her pelvis forward and back; sometimes, the view of her pink sphincter opened up to me. Wild thoughts about anal sex raced through my head.

Anton crouched in front of us and started licking his wife's clit and pussy, not forgetting my balls; he took them in his mouth, licking and sucking, smacking his lips.

I was already on the edge when Sveta jumped off and gave Anton free rein. He wrapped his lips around my cock and started giving me a blowjob. I shot a firm stream into his mouth; my lower abdomen twitched, each time spurting out cum. When the cum was finished, Anton kissed Sveta on the lips; they licked each other, my cum was on their faces. Sveta was trembling with desire. They lay on the carpet in a 69 position and started caressing each other. From this sight, I got aroused again; I approached Sveta from behind and inserted myself into her pussy. Her pussy was flowing like a stream; Anton tried to lick up all the moisture; sometimes I pulled out my cock and let him suck and lick it. During one of my thrusts, Sveta started shaking. She screamed; I realized she had reached orgasm. I decided to finish the job and kept pounding her. With each thrust, she screamed and finally went limp and weak. I pulled my cock out of her pussy; the juices flowed right into Anton's mouth; he kept licking, Sveta moaned.

Sveta's "chocolate eye" was looking at me. My cock was quite lubricated with her juices; I pressed my cock against Sveta's anus and pushed slightly. The head squeezed inside with difficulty. I stopped to let Sveta get used to it; she moaned. I started making thrusting movements with my pelvis, penetrating deeper each time. And now my cock was completely inside, and I started fucking Sveta's ass. Anton was lying under Sveta and understood what was happening.

— Fuck her! Fuck her! She never lets me do that! Anton shouted.

Enough! That's enough! After a while, Sveta moaned. — Now in the mouth!

I pulled out my cock and walked around the lying couple. Anton was lying on his back, knees bent and legs spread. Sveta was sucking her husband's cock. She had slipped a sofa cushion under his lower back. I brought my cock close to her face; she took Anton's cock out of her mouth and took mine, slobbered on it well, and pressed it against her husband's asshole, practically forcing the head of my cock into her husband's rear. When I was fully inside, Sveta got off her husband, and I saw Anton roll his eyes. Sveta watched as I fucked her husband and jerked his cock with her hand until Anton came on his stomach and chest. Sveta bent down and licked the cum off Anton. I pulled out my cock; it twitched and drew the gazes of Sveta and Anton. I stood up; they took turns sucking my cock until I unloaded into Sveta's mouth. She swallowed everything.

— You're greedy! Anton smirked.

— Fine, next time you get fed. Sveta replied with a smile.

— Seems it's already late. I said. And indeed, it had gotten dark. — Let's go to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, we lay down on the wide bed, where everything continued.

If you want to know — what and how? I'll tell you next time.

Author's e-mail: bukаbjаkin1@rаmblеr.ru