Moving to St. Petersburg

Hey there, I want to tell you my story, my secret that I'm hiding from my boyfriend but would like to share with you, fellow like-minded people here.

I'm Nina, I'm 23, I've been with my boyfriend for 4 years, and after university we moved to the cultural capital to pursue our ambitions.

Due to financial circumstances, we were looking to rent a room, not an entire apartment. We settled on a room in a 3-bedroom apartment. The owner, an adult woman named Irina, 37 years old, lived there herself, and two rooms were empty. We moved into one with my boyfriend.

Irina is a well-groomed lady, works as an administrator at a beauty salon, has size 3 breasts, a narrow waist, and a juicy butt—the kind guys call a milf. Upon

moving in, I even felt somewhat jealous of my boyfriend because I have size 1 breasts and don't have a butt like that. After a week, we were already chatting freely and having dinner together. Irina turned out to be an open and friendly woman.

At first, we were looking for jobs and would rush off in the mornings for various interviews. After 3 weeks, one morning I stayed home to catch up on sleep, and my boyfriend left after breakfast for meetings in his job search—it was a Tuesday.

I heard Irina go to the kitchen and rattle dishes, I decided to lounge in bed a bit longer. After a while, I heard the kettle whistle and the clink of a spoon in a cup, I wanted coffee and headed to the kitchen. Leaving the room into the hallway, I smelled delicious coffee and female moans pierced my head. I perked up as if I'd just woken up, curiosity bursting inside me, subconsciously understanding these were sex moans. I enter the kitchen and see a laptop on the table with the screen facing me, a cup of coffee, and Irina sitting with her back to me. On the screen, two lesbians, and one is licking the other's pussy and ass. I choked on what I saw. Irina turned around startled, muttered "sorry, I thought I was home alone," and hurried to close the laptop, adjusting her robe with the huge breasts she possesses, and headed to her room.

I brewed coffee and started replaying what happened. In the seconds I saw the screen, I managed to get aroused, my panties got wet, and I felt so incredibly ashamed, exactly as much as I wanted sex. After drinking coffee, I went to take off my panties and throw the laundry in. I was left in just a nightgown, naked, when loading the washing machine, I bent over slightly. At that moment, Irina was going to the bathroom. Hearing her steps, I turned to look and saw her gaze on me. She went into the bathroom, and I went to our room to read a book...

After Irina returned to her room, I heard moans again. I understood she had continued watching porn. The sound was loud, I couldn't concentrate on the book, I was interested in the continuation of the porn story on the screen. And then my phone screen lit up—Irina sent a message: "What are you doing?"

Me: "Reading a book."

Irina: "Sorry, I didn't know you stayed home, you usually leave together..."

Me: "It's okay."

Irina: "Will you keep me company?"

Irina: "We could watch a comedy."

Me: "I can hear your comedy :)"

Irina: "Sorry, got carried away. I'll turn it off now, come over."

The moans quieted down, and I went to her. She turned on a movie and we started watching. The first 10 minutes were dead silence. Then we started discussing the actors and conversation developed. We finished the movie, I went to hang up the laundry from the washer, came back and another movie was already playing. Irina smiled and said this one's a melodrama—a young girl came to her dad's house as a housekeeper. I realized it was porn again, blushed, looked at Irina—her eyes were burning and shining. I got embarrassed and went back to my room.

My phone notified me of a new message...

Irina: "Did I offend you?"

Me: "No, I'm shy..."

Irina: "Of what?"

Me: "Of my own interest."

Me: "I'm ashamed."

Irina: "Well, we're not doing anything, it just turns us on. Let this be our secret."

And she sent a photo of the screen where in the movie, the husband is fucking his wife in the ass.

Irina: "Alone is boring, keep me company."

Irina: "Waiting for you..."

I returned to her room, noticed how her large nipples were protruding under her thin silk robe. Sat down next to her on the bed. Irina moved the laptop from the table to the bed between us and said, "This will be more interesting," and turned on the same lesbians. One was lying on her back with legs spread, caressing her breasts, the other was licking her ass. We watched the screen and our breathing with Ira quickened.

I saw how the girl's pussy was wet and the other was licking her juices, paying attention to her ass then her clit...

Irina opened her mouth and started breathing excitedly, licking her lips, looked at me and said, "Hot girls," started stroking her stomach, continuing, "That's good, good girls..."

In the video, the one licking the clitoris, with wet white lips, started kissing the other girl on the lips and began inserting fingers into her vagina.

I looked at Ira again, she seemed to be waiting for my gaze and asked, "How do you like this genre?"

Me: "Very wet, I'm afraid I'll soak your blanket."

Irina: "I'm wet too..."

Irina: "How do you like this plot!?" (Slowly untied her robe and exposed her breast)

Irina: "Come closer..."

I sat on my knees closer to her. Ira fully exposed her breasts, started looking at them and stroking them. I saw her erect, dark, large nipples and velvety breasts. Her body smelled pleasant and had a beautiful tan. Irina closed her eyes and started twisting her nipples, all accompanied by moans from the video. Ira let go of her nipples and, without opening her eyes, said, "Touch them." In anticipation, my hand slowly reached for her left breast; it was firm and warm. Ira shuddered and spread her legs. The robe still covered her pubic area and stomach.

Irina: "That feels good, be bolder, don't be afraid." I moved closer to her, right up against her, and with both hands started stroking her breasts, touching her nipples.

Ira started stroking my back with her left hand... On the screen, the girls switched roles; now the second one was sitting on the other's face and rubbing her pussy against her tongue. I was on edge, sensations were swirling. Irina pulled down the straps of my nightgown with her hand, and it slid down, exposing my breasts. Ira started stroking me.

Irina: "I like your pink little berries."

I swallowed my saliva, realizing how strong my desire and passion for Ira were.

Ira opened her robe wide. I saw her slightly fuzzy pubic area and shaved clitoris. Ira ran her fingers over it, spread the lips to the side, and said, "See how wet I am because of you."

Irina got on her knees, and I was staring at her clitoris; a trickle of juice stretched down from it, stretching all the way to the blanket. Irina took her breasts in her hands and, demonstratively caressing them in front of my face, showed them to me. I moved my lips toward her nipples, started licking and sucking them, hearing her approvingly say, "Good girl, my girl." At that moment, I felt Irina's wet fingers on my pussy. Looking at her, our gazes met. She slowly licked her fingers and said, "You taste sweet." She pushed me onto my back and sat over me. Drops of juice were dripping from her clitoris; all I had to do was open my mouth. She sat on it, and I greedily started licking her pussy...

If the story gets a good rating, I'll tell you what happened next.