I do not know why I decided to write ... Just share.

I'll start in order. At that time I was 19 years old, I had a boyfriend as a friend, let's call him Kostya. He was about 2 years younger than me, but we were friends and I was a frequent guest at his home. He lived with his mother Olga and father Alexander. Olga is an ideal woman. Red long hair, about 37 years old, height about 170, slender, with a smart figure, attractive round ass and a magnificent breast. I liked her since our family settled next door. Olga often came to visit my mother, and sometimes in a rather flirty way. That in a skirt with a cut to mid-thigh, then in a short house dressing-gown. I glanced at her and she noticed it, but did not hide her merits, but on the contrary, showed them off display. He sits in the kitchen, talking to his mother, and his very leg is on the leg, the floors of his robe will part so that you can see the ass. The eye does not take. I think she had a lot of fans, and she used it, because her husband Sasha, to put it mildly, abused alcohol, constantly, as I do not see him - drunk. I addressed Olga in no other way than “Aunt Olya”, she smiled in response and said, “Well, what kind of aunt am I, I am still young”. We often talked to her, spoke in the youth language, and it was easy to talk with her on any topic.

Kostya was planning a birthday party, 18 years old, and I was among those invited. And that day has come. I came to Kostya's home; there were already quite a few people at the table, mostly our mutual friends, but his parents were also at the table. I noticed that Costin Dad was already drunk, and Olga looked gorgeous. In a white translucent blouse, under which was visible lace bra and in a skirt just above the knee, with a fairly frank cut in the front. She smiled and offered to sit down at a table nearby. I naturally did not refuse. There was alcohol on the table, Kostya turned 18 and the parents decided that they could have a drink. The festive evening was usually held, toasts, drinks, snacks, music, talk about anything ... Meanwhile, Kostiny Bati’s tongue was already wobbling, all the guys were already drunk and talking, who were with whom. I sat next to Olga and she talked to me. At some point, she did not pay attention to the fact that her husband was sitting on the other side, she put her hand on my hip and offered to go to the balcony to smoke. Sasha's husband was already quite drunk and did not see what was going on around him. In general, we went to the kitchen balcony, but a few guys went with us. We stood on the balcony all together and chatted. Everyone had already smoked and gathered to go to the table, but Olga gently took my hand and pulled me over, I stayed on the balcony with her, and the guys with the girls did not pay any attention to this and went to the table. We were left alone. I swallowed saliva and asked what we were left for. Olga responded and smiled and said, “Well, how small are you? Do you think I don’t see how you look at me? Do you like me?".

“Yes, very much,” I replied. Olga flirted replied - "you are also cute." And pulling my head, kissed me on the lips, I responded to the kiss, but Olga stopped kissing and said that you need to go back to the table. I was extremely excited, but I had to agree. We sat at the table for a long time, quit smoking several times and each time the kiss was repeated, each time it was more lustful ... Later, almost all the guys parted, Kostin Dad was sleeping on the sofa, who was standing at the table. Only I remained, Kostya with his girlfriend, another guy with a girlfriend and Olga. All were already quite drunk, including Olga. She was already almost openly stroking my thighs and over an excited cock, I answered her the same way, putting my hand into the slit of the skirt. At this time, my mother called me and asked me to go down home (we lived on the floor below). I had to regret for a while. I told everyone that I would be right back and ran home. At home, I needed to help my mother to hang up her underwear on the balcony, while I filled my jeans with water and decided to go to Kostya in light sport pants. Returning I found at the table all the same picture. Kostya with his girlfriend, another friend with his girlfriend were already in a pretty drunk and were watching some humorous program on TV, Uncle Sasha continued to sleep on the couch, but Olga sat at the table already dressed in a homely, seductively short, blue, satin robe Seeing me, she smiled and invited to the table. I naturally flopped onto the sofa next to her. I sat down and slid my eyes over Olga and was stunned.

The floors of the dressing gowns below were wide open, and to my gaze who had fallen down, black transparent panties appeared, through which her smoothly shaved pussy clearly looked through. I have a bump on my sport pants that slowly but surely grew. Olga caught my eye, grinned, put her hand on his pants and began to stroke my cock. To defuse the situation, I offered a drink. Everyone agreed. I tried not to rise from the table, poured alcohol in piles. All drank, the guys with the girls returned to watching TV. And I decided to respond. He put his hand on Olga's thigh and began to stroke, rising higher and higher. She looked in the direction of the TV, but also stroked and squeezed my, already standing, member. I felt that she ran her hand under my pants and was already jerking off my baton under my pants. The second hand, she sent my hand to her panties. Everything was wet there and I began to rub my pussy with my fingers. I fucked up on what is happening. Her husband was sleeping at arm's length; on the contrary, her son and girlfriend and another couple were sitting at the table, and we were jerking each other. From drunk nobody noticed what was happening, and the loud sound of TV drowned out our frequent breathing. If I were sober, I would have finished in the first minutes, but the alcohol made itself felt and the excitement only increased. To my regret, Uncle Sasha started waking up and Olga and I had to stop caressing each other. It was necessary to do something, and I began to offer Uncle Sasha to plunk, knowing that he would not refuse, and soon he would pass out again. Uncle Sasha did not refuse, and I poured him vodka.

Olga, understanding what I was trying to achieve, began to support the company in order not to arouse suspicion. I almost did not drink, pretending to upset a pile, but empty. Soon the whole company finally got drunk and we all, including Uncle Sasha, reached for a balcony to smoke. Olga and I walked behind everyone, I talked to Uncle Sasha, and Olga at that time walked behind me and stroked my bottom. On the way to the kitchen, she went to the toilet. When she came to the balcony, she again stood behind me, and I stood and listened to Uncle Sasha’s drunken ravings. Olga behind me gently took my hand, and I no longer heard what her drunken husband was rubbing me about. My hand stroked Olgin pussy. She was without panties !!! With the second hand, I threw out a cigarette and put it in my pocket to hold my rearing member, who was already sticking out under the sports pants. All smoked and we moved back to the table. Walking down the corridor, Olga whispered to ask me, “did you like it?” I nodded in response and looked at her. My eyes gleamed even in the darkness of the corridor, but I arrived in a kind of stupor. Of course, I had girls, but here is a completely crazy situation. Husband, son, guests and at the same time wild excitement. On top of that, she was much older than me and she WANTED ME !!! Sitting at the table, I moved closer to my excited member was under the table. Having continued to add alcohol to everyone, I thought to myself, Uncle Sasha would rather fall asleep. I wanted to touch the naked Olgina pussy. The time was already past eleven in the morning, and finally Uncle Sasha had already passed out thoroughly, right on the table. Olga rose from the table, with my help and under the giggling of friends, laid him on the sofa, where he had slept before. I offered to move him to another room, but Olga objected and said that he could wake up. After 5 minutes, no one paid attention to either Uncle Sasha or Olga and me.

Her hand was at her beckoning under her pants, mine between her legs. With two fingers, I penetrated her pussy, and she bit her lips so as not to moan. Turning to me whispered in my ear, "Now you go with me." I pulled out my hand, I removed my Olga. I said loudly, I had to remove it from the table and asked me, "can you help?" I answered “of course Aunt Olya”, the guys continued to stare at the telly. Olga and I collected some dirty plates from the table, went to the kitchen. There she was not shy. Putting the plates in the sink, she turned to me, took me by the head and sucked, clutching my standing member with my second hand. "I want you, let's go." We went to the bathroom, there she turned on the water, I snapped the door. Olga sat on the washing machine spread her legs and opened her robe. I pulled off his pants, a member jumped to freedom. "Wow, he is not small with you," she said. And I squatted on my haunches and began to lick her full flowing pussy. Olga moaned, but not loudly, that they would not hear at the table, she grabbed my hair and pressed me to the crotch with her hands. Then she picked me up and holding my hand for a member sent him to myself. I took her hips and started to fuck. Fuck it. Strong pushes I hammered a member into her, she rolled her eyes, covered her mouth with her hand and diligently waved me. I pulled a member, took Olga from the washing machine, turned her back to me and drove the member back into her pussy. She understood her foot in the bath and began to force me back with an effort. Soon she began to twitch, groaned, at that moment I already covered my mouth with her hand. She finished for a long time, then pulled my cock out of me and knelt down. She sucked delightfully and the orgasm was not long in coming. I finished it in her mouth, and she swallowed everything and licked her lips. We returned to the room, there even no one paid any attention to our absence and we quietly sat down at the table. I poured and offered everyone a drink. All were only for. Having drunk, Olga leaned over to me and whispered "just don't leave, we still have a lot of time." And a wave of excitement began to roll again.