I turned to my friend's sister

My eyes could not believe what they saw. This is probably the only sentence by which I can describe my condition. My sister Farnaz and my best friend were walking towards our blood. They seemed to be more in love with each other, and the only thing that was not received from their behavior was exactly what I expected. Farnaz was laughing and Mehrshad, as always, was smiling with a sense of humor. It turned out that Mehrshad was taking a tank from my sister. Farnaz was wearing skinny jeans with brown boots. It was a tight cream coat with unbuttoned buttons and a black ski collar. The shape of his pants was such that with the movement of his thighs, which was obvious from the front, he created a slight lust for men. Mehrshad had the same brigade I had seen at school two hours ago. His quick movements and trembling showed that he was cold. Farnaz, as she was laughing, locked the key and entered the house with Mehrshad. I still did not understand the story correctly. What was the reason that my sister was so close to Mehrshad that she was XNUMX years younger than her? My parents were not home and my sister knew I would not be home soon. With all this, I think the only possibility that remained was the most unlikely possibility: Farnaz and Mehrshad wanted to clean up together.
Okay. Let me introduce myself after this introduction. I had previously written a story on this site, which I will link to due to the connection between this story and that one. The story is that Mehrshad and I were two students of Allameh Hilli (talented) school. The previous story was that I had my first sex with Mehrshad's mother when I was XNUMX years old. After that sex, I bled a lot less. I did not want to be in his mother's eyes. My mother understood this. He knew I had a guilty conscience. He wanted to calm me down. That was when we corresponded via email. He tried very hard to calm me down and make me understand that our work was not a problem at all. But after a while, he realized that my problem has two parts. The first is that I still have a terrible sense of lust for it, the second is that I can not get rid of the torment of my conscience. So we decided to have sex every month or two. He was unique and always satisfied me in the best way, but there was always a problem and that was the feeling of remorse. I could hardly look at Mehrshad's face. In total, until the middle of the third year of high school, when this story related to that time, I had sex with Mehrshad's mother only XNUMX times.
This is the story ( I have sex with my friend momIt was not bad to read it.

Although I do not value friends who swear, I would like to make a few points: First, there is no need for a gifted student to misspell the text. I'm glad I understood the astonishing spelling and thank you. Secondly, the story I told was real, but I had a lot of erotic fantasies. This is called dramatic loading of writing. The reason is that I can convey my feelings. Clearly, at the age of XNUMX, I could not love my mother so well, but I had to tell a kind of story that made me feel like I was doing it.

Now with this introduction, let us return to the story of my sister Farnaz with Mehrshad. At that time, Mehrshad and I were in the third year of high school. Because I read the Olympiad, I usually stay at school until XNUMX-XNUMX o'clock to study and I come home late. My sister Farnaz was XNUMX years older than me and a fifth year medical student at Iran University. He had an incredibly beautiful face. Black hair and big green eyes. After entering the university, she operated on her eyes and nose, and this beauty had doubled. They no longer wear those beautiful glasses. He had big and attractive lips and made the dream of kissing his lips engage everyone. His physique was really great too. He was XNUMX tall and thin. But his thinness had not only not taken the shape of his body, it also happened to show more curves in his body. She did not have large breasts, but her hips were amazing. Hips that always made his pants bother him. Usually, people with big hips have shapely hips if they are thin. So was my sister. His thick, flesh-colored legs were really unique with the skinny jeans he wore. In addition to these God-given blessings, Farnaz paid a lot of attention to being attractive. He had a plan to eat. If you saw that he was gaining weight, he would exercise and that he would always wear the sexiest clothes. Every summer, when a European country travels, you buy only XNUMX of the best sets of Victoria's Secret bras and shirts, and you wear them all year round. Since we have never had such a deep emotional relationship, I had a little lust for my sister. From the first year of university, Farnaz had been friends with a boy named Ali, who was the child of one of Tehran's famous doctors. Their friendship was very close and because my mom and dad had no problem having sex together. After a while, Ali would come to our house and sleep with Farnaz at night (and probably have sex). I am very friendly with Ali and he is a really good boy. Jedi Jedi was in love with Farnaz. But a few months ago, their relationship got a little worse. I really did not want to ruin their relationship, I kept talking to them until Farnaz revealed that Ali had betrayed her, and that she was with one of Farnaz's friends. The story is that Ali and Farnaz's friend are at a party and Ali gets drunk for a while. My sister's friend, who is very jealous of my sister, goes to flirt with her and they have sex at night. Farnaz Fardash's friend goes and tells Farnaz about this herself and Farnaz decides to end the relationship. Now, for the last two or three months, Ali has been suing Farnaz and Farnaz does not accept.
But back to the story I wanted to tell. As I said, my sister and Mehrshad go into our blood together. It was about XNUMX o'clock and I had come home earlier because the school had closed the library earlier that day. I was in the alley when I saw a scene of Farnaz and Mehrshado laughing. I was dry there. I was just when I saw my cell phone ringing. It was Farnaz. I picked up the phone and then Farnaz asked, "Hello, when are you coming home?"
I said: I do not know. it is not clear.
He said: OK. Read correctly. بوس. goodbye.
We said goodbye. I did not know what to answer his question. I was hesitant about what to do. Go home or go out. I was going home, which probably should have been hidden, but I could have nothing to do with them and go to the park. I still did not even know what Farnaz and Mehrshad's plan wanted to be, and this curiosity made me choose to go home. Our blood was like an apartment. I entered. When I arrived at our back unit, I saw a loud song. I realized that I would open the door if someone did not see and could not hear his voice. I opened the door and went inside. The satellite was on and the song was playing. I do not remember exactly what the song was. I think it belonged to Mansour. I took a look at our bloody hall and saw that Mehrshad was sitting on the sofa and my sister was changing clothes. Before I arrived, he had taken off his coat and fluffy clothes. It was a tense white top now. The top was thin and it was easy to see the green bra straps underneath. His jeans were still sticky and his boots were still torn. He went and brought a bottle of vodka from the table and mixed it with the drink next to him and filled a glass for himself and one for Mehrshad. While holding the glass, he gestured to Mehrshad to get up and dance together. Mehrshad was much more oppressed and more eloquent than Mehrshad I knew. He had a lot of claims to be a girl, but it turned out that he had been anesthetized by Farnaz's actions and that he had been made up of the same boy as Susul and that there was no news about that boy who was full of claims. It turned out to be very insect. He got up and started dancing. Mehrshad usually wore baggy, sporty pants. He claimed that Kirsch was too big and could not restrain himself in tighter pants. He used every opportunity to cling to Farnaz. Farnaz, who had almost finished her glass of wine and it turned out that her head was getting hot, was dancing badly with passion. Mehrshadam was clear that he did not know how to answer my sister's charms at all and they were constantly clinging to Farnaz's body with a stupid dance. The song that was being played was very loud and Farnaz hit a spectacular wheel and put her back to Kir Mehrshad and started shouting. The scene was unique. I felt I was getting very horny. As he was crying, Mehrshad once pulled his hand to the sides of Ron Farnaz from below, and Farnaz turned and slapped his hand and said: Do not be so impatient, child. And then he had a sexy laugh and started screaming again. I had said, but I think I have to say again that Farnaz's buttocks were infinitely spectacular in this scene. Her extraordinary protrusion from behind that terribly tight jeans was beautiful.
That village song was over and Farnaz was drinking my third glass of alcohol. I knew that it was not very high and I was really afraid that Mehrshad would get into trouble. As soon as Farnaz poured her fourth glass, the song changed and her favorite song came (Pure Love Arash song). With this song, although it did not have a high dance potential, but it danced exceptionally. He had turned his back on Mehrshad and his big buttocks were leaning on Mehrshad's body, which was definitely straight. Mehrshad did not bring a second and wrapped a ring around Farnaz's belly from behind his hand. With a very gentle caress that sings with the rhythm of the song, you first put your hand on Farnaz's abdomen and then gradually on Farnaz's breasts. Farnaz, who was screaming, had left herself drunk and hot so that Mehrshad could do whatever he wanted. Mehrshad slowly removed the white top from his body. Now only that green bra and tight jeans and boots were Farnaz. Farnaz, who bent down to look at Kir Mehrshad again, I saw an extremely sexy scene. My sister always wore a shirt (tang or string) and while she was bending down, I noticed that she had pulled out the top of her shirt and created a unique scene. His shirt was a bra set and green. Mehrshad, who was clearly unbearable and wanted to enter the stage quickly, bent over Farnaz from behind and grabbed his chest. This prevented Farnaz from dancing more and Farnaz came back and took a firm lip from Mehrshad and said: O bad boy. Too early for this. Keep yourself busy that I have a surprise for you. Arum reached for Mehrshad and pointed to the ice cubes he had brought for the drink and said: "Apply some ice to make it better." He had a sexy laugh and went to his room.
I was on the way to Farnaz's room and that's why I was afraid he would see me. I clung to the wall for a while and was lucky that Farnaz was so drunk that she could not notice my presence. I took a look at Mehrshad and saw that Kirshu had thrown it out of his pants and was kissing him. Kirsh was very big. He was right. I do not know, but I think it is about XNUMX-XNUMX cents. It was much bigger than mine. In addition, it was very thick. He never wore a shirt under his pants and believed that Kirshu had grown up. This time, of course, it was a tight Calvin clean shirt. Because I think if it were not for that, a lot of damage would have occurred. He picked up some ice for Kirsh. The faint sound of the air went away when Farnaz shouted with laughter from the room: Aren't you satisfied?
Farnaz's laughter caught my attention. I glanced around the room. I saw that he was taking off his boots. When he took off his boots, it was his turn to take off his tight jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and began pulling his jeans down from that big ass. He took off his pants at any cost. It was an amazing scene. That big ass looked twice as big in a tight green shirt. He straightened the line of his shirt that had fallen on the corner and went to the closet. He was bent over with his unique ass and was looking inside the closet. For a moment, a voice told me to go to the room and tell him to give me a quick hug and that Mehrshad would throw me out, otherwise I would be disgraced, but I was disturbed by the thought of this issue. He found what he wanted in the closet and started wearing it. The first was a short brown skirt. She wore a skirt and it was so short that it turned out to be of no use except during sex. That is, it could not be worn in parties or even in foreign cities. From behind the skirt, there was a line that his big ass had made at the intersection with Ronch. He also noticed the green color of the shirt that was on the corner. He went or brought a chair and began to wear long, thin brown socks that reached to the top of his thighs and close to the same shade. I glanced at the pantyhose he was wearing again. It looked incredibly graceful. I was really proud of my sister's face and body. He put on his leather boots again, and then, in the closet, embroidered a top and a golden lace. He opened his bra. Her breasts were not very big but her head was high. Like European adultery. Her upper body was completely naked and then she wore a lace top. From under the top, if you were careful, you could see her breasts. It really scares men to see a woman's knees under her clothes. After on her dressing table, she sprayed mouthwash into her mouth and applied a cologne all over her body with a very warm scent. She took off her earrings and started putting on make-up, preparing herself for sex. I looked at Mehrshad again. The ice on Kirsh had melted and Kirsh's swelling had diminished a little. It turned out he could still wait until orgasm.
I noticed that Farnaz's makeup was finished and she was coming out of the room. I turned myself up again so that he would not see me, even though he was so drunk that he did not notice. When he came out of the room, I felt that I was seeing an angel. He had a beautiful lipstick on his lips and a beautiful, well-drawn eyeliner. As he moved, one of his trembling breasts was from under his clothes, and the other was the squirming movements of his ass from behind that had driven me crazy. He came to you again. Shakira Venezuela was playing. Farnaz came and stood in front of Mehrshad, who was lying on the sofa. He lifted Pashoo off the ground and placed it on Mehrshad's lap. Mehrshad was scared for a moment, but then a scene caught his attention and he did not look away. When Farnaz was raising her foot, Mehrshad was wearing a short skirt and a green lace shirt. He was probably thinking about how to make this big cock inside that angel. Farnaz bent down and brought her head close to Mehrshad's head as if she wanted to kiss him. But most of her goal was to draw Mehrshado's attention to the top without her bra and make her lose her dreamy scent with her cologne. While his lips had brief contacts with Mehrshad's lips, he said in a warm and sexy voice: I want to see how much my beautiful brother's friend is doing second. Sit on the same sofa and watch, boy.
He said this and started dancing to Shakira's song. He dances extraordinarily. The Arabic dance class was gone and her breasts and kunshu were moving wonderfully. Mehrshad turned out to be crazy. Farnaz, who turned out to have had sex a long time ago, to the point where she could first make love to Mehrshado and then take action, so she kept saying that the children and grandmothers would walk away for less than a quarter. This sentence for Mehrshad, who I knew how arrogant and pretentious he was, was enough to bring him a second in a state close to insanity. Early on, Farnaz danced and approached Mehrshad, and Mehrshad just smiled to show that he was very branched. Farnaz constantly brings her big ass close to Mehrshad's face and mouth to make her insect well and she will run out of strength. There were no more than two songs that could be seen in Mehrshad's eyes. Even once, when Farnaz Kunshu was moving near Mehrshad's face, Mehrshad raised his hand to caress Kunshu, but he refused. After a few minutes when Mehrshad had lost himself and my sister was constantly provoking him with the phrase "grandparents can't wait", he suddenly made a clever move. It turned out that Josh's head was back. That is, he realized that he was not the only one who wanted to have fun, Farnazm was dying of lust, otherwise he would not have done it. That was when he took off his clothes. Mehrshad had a unique physique. He was very active and had been doing bodybuilding for XNUMX years. Taekwondo also worked. Her physique was so great that she could really make a girl angry. One girl only had to think of Mehrshad's arms and calm down. Farnaz was still in the picture when she took off her clothes, but when she turned around and saw Mehrshado's muscular body, it was beautiful. The dance continued. This time it was approaching from the front and Kasshoo was almost tangential to Mehrshad's lips. But it was clear that Mehrshad had recovered a little and was feeling like a man. The same active feeling that was created in Mehrshad made Farnaz, like other women, more frightened than this issue. Farnaz went to pouring another glass of alcohol for herself and quickly swallowed it. It turned out that he could not stand it anymore. Farnaz's intolerance increased when Mehrshad took off his pants. Mehrshad's well-trained legs, his tight white shirt, and his large waist, which were quite visible, seemed to have entered Farnazoo into another world. It was clear that Farnaz did not expect this training from a XNUMX-year-old boy. Farnaz, even though she was only ten minutes away, stopped her provocative sentences and kept saying: Evil. This is called a man. These sentences smelled somewhat awkward. But Farnaz was not a girl to be missed. It was not possible for him to jump into Mehrshad's arms and tell him to start. This was a terrible tactic. In his dance, he would constantly put his hand on her pussy and show it to Mehrshad from the sides of his shirt. Or sometimes they rub their hands on her breasts to make it clear again that she is not wearing a bra. Mehrshad lost again. But it was clear that no one was calling her a child anymore. It so happened that when Farnaz Kunshu was waving in front of her face and while she was rubbing her hand on her pussy, Mehrshad got up and grabbed Farnaz's belly with one hand and the other with her hand and hugged her tightly and laid her down on the sofa. Farnaz had her feet in the air and you could see the satisfaction in her eyes. Honestly, I was exhausted too, let alone them.
Mehrshad Farnazoo slept on the sofa and ate a few of his lips first. Then he gently put his hand in Farnaz's shirt and started massaging Farnaz's body. Mehrshad probably knew from what he saw of Farnaz's behavior that his body had been torn many times by other people. I looked sharply and saw that Mehrshad was pointing his finger at you. Maybe he wanted to make sure Farnaz was not a virgin. They kissed her so much that Farnaz was satisfied with kissing her only once. I say this because in an instant he started to sigh loudly and his legs became motionless and dry, and then Mehrshad took out his wet hand and painted Farnaz's face. Farnaz got up and started kissing again. Meanwhile, Mehrshad was constantly looking for Top Farnaz's hidden zipper to remove the top, but he could not find it. He turned around so much that he could not, so Farnaz said in a clear and drunken voice, "Tear off your clothes." Just like you want to tear me apart. hurry up.
He said this and Mehrshad took the two sequins from his clothes and threw them. Breasts with protruding tips appeared to appear in front of Mehrshad's face. Mehrshad started licking Farnaz's breasts and put his head between Farnaz's two breasts and kissed them constantly. After Kelly played with Farnaz's breasts and Farnaz was back, she went to her pussy to lick it. He put Farnazo's legs on his big shoulders and put his head between his two legs. He threw his hand around the shirt that Farnaz said: from the first shirt of Bliss. I want the taste of your tongue to stay on my shirt forever.
Mehrshad just obeyed. I felt that Mehrshad was in a dilemma. Maybe it was a torturous feeling he was experiencing. Maybe he felt too small for his claims. There was no sound from him. Farnazo opened his legs a little more and started licking his shirt. Lick well until Farnaz sighs. He spat a juicy spit on his shirt from above and spread it all over his shirt with his hand. Slowly, Farnazu took off his tight, green T-shirt and began licking it. Farnaz was unique. I mean, what I saw from a distance was really amazing. Her hair was completely curled minus a very small triangle that made her look very sexy. He started licking it. He licked so much that Farnaz was satisfied again. After Farnaz was satisfied, Mehrshad quickly took his big and thick cock out of his shirt and as soon as he put it on Farnaz's body, Farnaz got up and said: You thought I did not know about him. Do you think that I'll let you go without eating this big dick? And he bent down and began to suck. In my opinion, he was not that knowledgeable, mostly because he had been satisfied twice and wanted to prepare himself for the main sex. Kir was eating Mehrshad and Mehrshad was still a loser, as if his mind was working again to get his active soul. Maybe because there was no way in front of Farnaz, he did not say sexy words and obeyed more, but after that, their sex manager Mehrshad became silent. What both Farnaz and Mehrshad wanted. While sucking Farnaz Mehrshad, he would put his hand on Farnaz's hole and caress her. This caress made Farnazo very angry. In a way, the moment that Kir Mehrshad stops sucking, he reaches orgasm, takes it out of his mouth and starts kissing. It was clear that Farnaz was also looking for the same active spirit of Mehrshad. He preferred to be Mehrshad to determine their sex position and Mehrshad to open his legs and insert his big cock inside someone. Mehrshad did this after Kelly bit his lip. Farnazo threw himself on the sofa and opened the door. He placed himself between Farnaz's legs and pushed that big cock into Farnaz as far as he could. Farnaz took a small bite of her lips and wrapped her legs tightly around Mehrshad. Mehrshad was pumping slowly and the voices of both of them were loud. Farnaz Arum said to Mehrshad: I think you should put a condom on your head. Do you have a condom?
Mehrshad Kirshu pulled out and said: it should be in my bag.
Farnaz, while rubbing Mehrshad's breasts from behind, said: "It doesn't matter if it is not." I'm taking pills. But well, there is nothing wrong with working in court.
Mehrshad found a condom and opened it. Farnaz quickly grabbed her by the hand and first started rubbing Mehrshad Kir, then pulled the condom on Kirsh's head. Meanwhile, he said: Oh God, what a mess you have. I wish my curtain would look like this.
After Mehrshad Condom put his head on Kirsh, he started working again. This time in dog mode. Farnaz had turned his heavenly butt to Mehrshad, and Mehrshad first pressed Kirshu a little between the line of Farnaz Malvand and Kirshu between Farnaz's meat gum. Needless to say, Farnaz was still wearing those leather boots and thin glass socks. Mehrshad played with Farnaz's hole with his finger for a while, but Farnaz quickly said: "Didn't you think that a superhero movie could be made about me here?" And then you laughed. That's when Mehrshad quickly kicked Kirshu in the back of Farnaz and started pumping. He was pumping very slowly and well, in a way that Farnaz was constantly sighing. Again, it was different from Mehrshad's claims. He said he loved court sex and once kicked a guy so hard that he cried and could not walk. It was clear it was empty, of course. Here, too, he had slow sex because he was afraid that Farnaz would swear at him. Farnaz had her eyes closed and it was clear that she was waiting to start being satisfied and Mehrshad seemed to hear her voice. She was slowly coming back. And quickly threw Mehrshado to himself and gave his feet air. They were having this brutal sex on a mosaic, and Mehrshad, who had seized the opportunity, was playing with his whole body. The satellite song was still playing. In an instant, Mehrshad took off Farnazoo's boots to continue his work more easily. Then he took off my socks to enjoy a naked angel. Farnazo's legs rose again as high as he could and began to pump. The screams of both of them had risen so that the sound of the song could not be heard. At the moment when the shouts reached their peak, both of them reached a terrible calm and it was clear that they were satisfied. The last piece was so tightly worked that it was almost in the middle of the mosaic. Both of them were lying on the ground like two lifeless corpses. Mehrshad was sleeping from behind and Farnaz was laughing madly while she was lying naked in the middle of the hall and saying: I think I should get tired one day and night. Mehrshad, you are unique.
Mehrshad turned to him and said: Bad news. My condom is punctured.
Farnaz laughed and said: it was clear. no problem.
It was XNUMX o'clock. That is, Farnaz and Mehrshad spent an hour together. An inner feeling told me to scare them a little. I put my camera on the counter to film them and left the house. I rang the doorbell quickly. Suddenly I heard the sound of slight vibrations and vibrations in our building. The satellite sound decreased. It turned out that someone had come behind the door to look and see who it was. Twenty seconds later, Farnaz opened the door to Rome. He was wearing a turquoise dress and trousers, and since his shirt line had not fallen off, it was clear that he did not even have a chance to wear his shirt. He greeted me and said how soon you came. Then I went to my room and heard a sound in the ice cream. It was clear that Mehrshado had left. I came out of the room and Farnaz said she was tired and had to sleep. I sat in the hall and watched their videos, how embarrassed they were when I called. It was interesting that the green T-shirt and Farnaz's thin glass socks were still in the hall and under the sofa. The place of the carpet had also changed a little.
Farnaz slept for a couple of hours and then when she got up, she came to the hall with a very nice dress and skirt. I deliberately exposed his shirt and socks to let him know that I found out he had sex. Then, like a kind girl, an intimate state that my sister and I had never been together came to sit next to me and stared into my eyes. Knowing that I was waiting to say something, I said: I came home earlier today. XNUMX o'clock and here it is.
The one who had just become a certainty said: I mean everyone…
He spoke and I nodded that I saw them all. Then he jumped in my arms and said: I calmed down, Farbod. I could not sit like this after Ali's betrayal. I did not know what to do. I think that was the best thing to do. He said this and kissed me. Of course from the laptop.
I caressed him and we started drinking and we shared a lot of memories with each other. I am from Mehrshad's mother and she is from Mehrshad from today, how did they see each other at all and…
Pun: Please, if anyone wants to comment, how indifferent you are and do not bother yourself. I think my sister has the right to have free sex. Everyone has a right and no one should restrict this right.