One love for two
This story is a figment of the author's imagination, coincidences with real events and people are completely excluded.
Igor woke up from the sounds coming from his parents' bedroom, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the clock, he lay down to go back to sleep, but the sounds were getting stronger and did not think to stop.
Curiosity got the best of him and Igor got up from the bed and headed towards their room, the light was on from the bedroom, the door was slightly ajar, he cautiously approached the door.
As he looked in he saw his stepmother moving gracefully on his father in a riding position, his father's arms around her waist, her sweet moans coming out of her mouth, Igor's hand reached down, but the fear of being seen took over and he still cautiously decided to head back into the room.
This went on for another eight minutes, and then it was over, Igor was overcome by the excitement of what he had seen and couldn't sleep for a long time.
The next morning Igor woke up, pulled on shorts and a T-shirt, went down the stairs and went to the bathroom, yesterday's image again popped into his head, and he couldn't help but masturbate imagining the image of his stepmother.
Coming out of the bathroom he went to the kitchen, Oksana, that was the name of Igor's stepmother, was a young girl of 26, her long brown hair and green eyes gave uniqueness to her image, she was slim and trim.
Oksana, or just Ksyusha as everyone used to call her, she works as a writer of novels, she had three full-fledged books under her belt, after which she had a kind of crisis, she can sit for hours in the office, after throwing ideas in the trash.
Oksana met Igor's father at one of the exhibitions, after a long communication they signed and began to live together, Igor from the first minutes became neutral towards her considering her a passing fancy of her father.
Igor's father owns a car dealership, and almost all his free time is devoted to business, but not forgetting about his beloved, giving her expensive gifts.
That morning Oksana was preparing breakfast, she was wearing an orange T-shirt, and home shorts tight around her butt.
- How did you sleep? - Oksana turned around and asked in a slightly sleepy voice.
- Emm... quite well - Igor answered embarrassed, remembering the incident that had happened during the night.
- I made breakfast, sit down at the table - Oksana handed the plates to Igor and they sat down together at the table.
Igor sat across from her and occasionally glanced at how Xenia was eating her breakfast leisurely.
- Something wrong? - Oksana asked, noticing the look on herself.
- No, everything is fine, I'm just not particularly hungry - Igor's gaze went to Xenia's chest, he realized that she might notice it, but could not do anything with himself.
After breakfast, Oksana began to clear the table, and Igor headed to his room, after spending some time in it he decided to check what Xyusha was doing.
In the big living room Oksana was sitting in camel pose on a mat in a yoga suit, after changing the posture to a butterfly pose.
It looked fascinating and mesmerizing, Oksana didn't notice anyone at that moment, she was completely engrossed in the process.
Igor looked at it for a while, and then went to the hall to watch TV, he did not notice how quickly the day flew by, today his father came home from work earlier than usual, Xyusha sat in her room and sketched a new book.
Suddenly there was a joyful laughter, Igor went to find out what happened, in the room Oksana kissed his father on the lips with words of gratitude, noticing Igor they distracted from each other, and announced their trip to the resort in three days.
Igor was happy to hear this, because he could finally be home all alone, Ksyusha immediately decided to make a list of necessary things, Igor left the room, and went to his bedroom, where he stayed the rest of his time until sleep.
That night Igor again heard a creak with groans coming from the bedroom of his parents, he got up and went to their door, before he could get there the door opened, Xyusha came out of the bedroom wrapped in a towel, her hair was mussed and disheveled, Igor stood up without moving, so as not to be noticed.
- I'm quiet - whispered Xyusha with a slight joy in her voice, then headed downstairs towards the bathroom.
Igor, confused, quickly went to his room, after a while he fell asleep, the rest of the days were not unusual, the day before the trip, his father called Igor and Oksana in his office, his father sat with a slight sadness at the table, and looked at us who came to him.
- Is something wrong? - Igor asked in bewilderment.
Oksana stood silently and looked at her husband, at some point he said that he could not go with her to the resort, but in order for the trip to take place, he decided that Igor could keep her company on the trip.
Oksana was upset by this news, because she expected to spend the whole two weeks with her husband.
- What if I don't agree? - Igor said.
- It's out of the question, I don't want to spoil Ksyusha's mood, while everything is already ready - his father said firmly.
After that both of them were not against it, Oksana had long dreamed of traveling outside the city, in the possibilities of finding inspiration to write a new book.
Later Igor packed his things, and in the morning by cab they were on their way to the airport, some time after landing they reached the hotel.
At the reception Oksana was given the keys to the room, going up to which they felt an inner delight, in the living room there was a huge leather sofa and two armchairs, the windows had a marvelous view of the beach, in the bedroom there was a double bed.
- Is there only one bed? - Igor asked.
- Don't worry, you'll sleep in the living room on the couch - said Ksyusha unpacking her suitcase in the bedroom.
Oksana took her clean clothes and headed for the bathroom.
- The lock on the door is broken, you'll have to call and report the problem - said Xiusha puzzled.
- Okay - said Igor.
Igor went to the bathroom, the door was half open, looking in he saw her, Xyusha took off her T-shirt, remaining in one bra, and pulled off her jean shorts, under which were her panties, she stood in her underwear, her skin seemed velvet and soft.
She unhooked her bra and slid her panties down, now she stood completely naked before Igor's eyes, the blood rushed to his cock, she walked leisurely into the bathroom pulling the curtain, Igor went quickly into the living room where he tried to distract his thoughts from his stepmother.
After a while she came out of the bathroom, Igor went in after her, and they spent the rest of the evening watching movies on TV.
The next day they went to the beach, Oksana took her new, blue, open swimsuit presented by her husband, Igor decided to go with her for company, having changed clothes they settled down on a chaise longue.
- Igor, could you put sunscreen on me? - Oksana asked.
- She rolled over on her back and Igor sat on top of her, he put the cream on his hands and started to apply it on her back.
Igor felt aroused, he applied the cream lower and lower, he moved back a bit, and gently began to rub his cock against her ass.
- Igor, could you put more cream on my shoulders? - Oksana felt a slight excitement from what was happening, she wanted to stop it, but she didn't know how to say it, she wasn't comfortable with what was happening.
- Of course - Igor rubbed his cock faster and faster against her ass, as suddenly came the orgasm, he pressed tightly against her.
- I need to leave - Igor said confusedly, he stood up abruptly and headed for the bathroom.
Oksana continued to lie on her back, she looked at Igor and then began to think about what had happened.
- Girl? - said an unfamiliar voice.
Oksana looked up and saw a man of 30 years old, athletic build.
- Did you want something? - Oksana asked in slight bewilderment.
- I wanted to ask what you are doing tonight.
Oksana grinned - But we don't even know you.
- I'm Roman.
- Oksana.
- Well, we've met, so what do you say?
- I think I'll think about it - said cautiously Oksana, she was not going to fall into his arms, she just needed someone to talk to.
- If you think about it, I'll be waiting for you at the bar every night," Roman said with a wink.
He slowly began to leave, and Oksana did not leave the feeling of mystery in his direction, later came Igor and they went back to the hotel.
Days at the resort flew not noticeably, each new day brought a lot of emotions and impressions.
Evening, Oksana was in the shower, the day after tomorrow evening they were waiting for a flight home, Igor was packing some things in his bag, passing by the bathroom he stopped, slightly opening the door, he besides the noise of water, he heard a quiet and restrained moan.
The curtain in the bathroom was slightly ajar from the back, he saw Xenia gently masturbating with her right hand, it was an intriguing sight, Igor carefully left the bathroom, and headed to the living room where he turned on the TV.
He was watching a movie at the moment when Xyusha came out and sat next to him on the couch, pushing her legs up to herself, Oksana was not comfortable being near Igor, she noticed the interest of a shy 18-year-old stepson, and she did not know what to do about it.
Oksana changed her clothes, now she was wearing a light gray dress of medium length, she put on sandals and headed for the door.
- Where are you going? - Igor asked.
- I'm just going for a walk, you can come with me - said Oksana opening the door.
- No, go without me - said Igor.
Oksana walked along the street enjoying the local beauty, as suddenly someone called her away, she turned around, near the bar stood a guy from the beach, Roman.
- Are you for me? - Oksana asked in bewilderment, Roman waved at her, asking her to come over.
Oksana came to the bar, she sat on a chair looking at him.
- Did you decide to come in after all? - Roman asked with a smile, he handed her a cocktail.
- Thank you, I don't drink - not expecting such a thing said Oksana, trying to refuse the proposed drink.
- It's not strong, nothing will happen from one drink - Roman insisted.
Oksana accepted the cocktail out of respect and took a light sip.
- So what do you do? - Roman asked, looking at his new acquaintance.
- I'm a writer, I write novels - she was not comfortable to say it, because for the last two years she hadn't written anything.
- Interesting, so for you it's an opportunity to get inspiration - Roman continued to look at Xenia, especially at her legs.
- Maybe - said Oksana taking a couple of sips.
- Look - Roman distracted her for a while.
- I don't see anything - Oksana turned around and took a couple of sips and finished the cocktail.
- Roman put his hand on Oksana's arm, looking into her eyes.
After a while she felt weak, Roman noticed it became more courageous in actions and put his hand on her knee, her skin became very sensitive, Roman led his hand further, getting to Xenia's panties.
- What are you doing - Oksana was indignant, but she had no strength even to resist his pressure.
He touched her pussy through her panties, Roman could feel the moisture coming through them, Roman took her by the hand and led her to a secluded place, pushing her against the wall he kissed her neck and began to squeeze her breasts with his hands, Oksana was burning inside, she kissed Roman on the lips.
After Roman pulled down his pants, Oksana gently with a light in her eyes touched his cock through his underpants, he spread his legs a little wider.
- You want bitch, I immediately realized what you really are - Roman said cheekily pawing Xenia.
Oksana kissed him on the lips, and sharply hit his knee between his legs, from the pain Roman fell, she pushed him away from herself sharply ran towards the hotel.
She didn't realize how quickly she was near the door of her room, she was met by Igor, she could hardly stand on her feet, Igor led her to the bedroom and put her on the bed, she couldn't think anymore, she was overflowing with excitement, when Igor asked her what happened she kissed him on the lips.
Igor dragged her onto the bed, he lifted her dress and started pulling down her wet panties, he threw them aside, then he pulled down her shorts and slowly penetrated her, her pussy was so wet that he easily entered her, with each thrust she moaned more and more, she pressed him to her.
He passionately pounded his stepmother's pussy, she wriggled, moaning mixed with screaming, he covered her mouth with kisses, after a couple of minutes Oksana trembled, her long moan spoke of completion, Igor could not withstand such pressure and pulling out his cock semen shot out on Oksana's dress, hitting her lips.
The next morning Igor woke up alone in bed, at the moment he thought it was a vivid dream, but then Oksana came in and sat on the bed, she looked confused and embarrassed.
- What happened yesterday... it's all wrong, I was drugged and I... - Oksana couldn't explain what happened.
- It's okay... I guess I understand you - Igor said confusedly.
- It's just that I'm your father's wife, it's not right, let's forget everything that happened.
- I'm ready to forget, if you give me one last night, just you and me - Igor didn't know why he said that, he was sorry that he took advantage of her at that moment.
Oksana lowered her gaze down and said quietly - Okay, one last night just the two of us.
Igor was mad with joy, he hugged Xyusha and went to the living room, he put on a shirt and pants in the evening and waited for Xyusha to come out of the bedroom.
She came out in a red dress, stockings, and high-heeled shoes, her red lipstick on her lips made Igor delighted, they went to the nearest restaurant.
Igor could not look at his stepmother, because she was dressed for him today, and only for him, they talked, drank red wine, and at some point Oksana took off her right shoe, and gently pressed her foot on Igor's cock, it was a clear sign that it was time to go home.
After paying for everything, they got up from the table and headed back to the hotel, going into the room Oksana took him to the bedroom, Igor sat on the bed, she knelt in front of him and pulled down his pants, his dick was stiff from the whole situation, he took it in his hand and began to slowly wank, looking into his eyes.
She ran her tongue over his cock, and wrapped her lips around the head and began to take it in, she sucked his cock, occasionally putting it behind her cheek, Igor moaned with pleasure, he stroked her hair with his hands, and occasionally pressed her head.
Then Oksana took a condom out of her bag and slowly put it on his cock, then she pulled down her panties to the floor and sat on top of him, she put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips, the cock smoothly began to move in her pussy, a loud and long moan began to spread around the room.
She jumped faster and faster on the cock, speeding up the pace, after a couple of movements Igor cummed down the condom, then Oksana lay on the bed, Igor removed the condom and kissed her on the lips, and put her on her knees, he began to drive the cock on her anal hole, then slowly began to enter it.
Oksana bit her lower lip, Igor began to fuck her ass faster, the thrusts were getting harder, he took her by the hair and pulled a little on himself, a couple more thrusts and Ksyusha rolled her eyes in pleasure and reached orgasm, her body began to beat in convulsions, Igor was also on the verge, a couple of thrusts and a powerful jet of semen filled her anal hole.
After a while Oksana cleaned herself up and went to bed.
Back from the resort Igor kept his word, their story is in the past, Oksana returned to the usual for her, she continues to work on the book.
The End.