Sex with sister or new colleague
She graduated from law school and worked
as an accountant at some small credit firm; we occasionally chatted as friends, but nothing more. And then, one day during the COVID period, she unexpectedly called me, in tears, unable to explain anything properly. I called her a taxi and told her to come over and tell me what was wrong. Forty minutes later, all tear-stained, she was standing on my doorstep and immediately threw herself into my arms. After about an hour, having calmed her down a bit, I managed to understand that her company had been involved in some tax fraud and had managed to pin part of it on her. Now she was jobless and owed a fine of several million.— Alright, calm down, go to sleep, we'll discuss everything tomorrow," I sent her to another room and started thinking about what kind of "door" might have just opened for me. I only fell asleep near morning. In the morning, after brewing coffee, I woke Nastya. Sitting in the kitchen, I got down to business: "Listen, I have money, I can cover the debt.
Nastya stared at me in shock: "What? I can't take such an amount," she said, lowering her gaze to the floor slightly.
— Listen, we'll write an IOU that you'll pay me back in installments, no fixed deadline," I encouraged her a bit.
— Okay," she replied, still uncertainly, but that was understandable—a huge debt, a girl from out of town, a rented apartment.
— You know, I could also hire you as my personal assistant. The position is vacant. You'll be with me at meetings, take notes, handle other daily tasks. Starting salary will be around 200k, and later it depends on your effort," I cast the bait.
— Really?" Nastya immediately perked up. "You can really do that?" Naive green eyes looked at me.
— Of course I can. But listen, there are nuances. I sometimes need to go away for a few days, and the assistant has to be with me, hence the corresponding salary," I began to tempt her.
She pondered what she heard for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped up. "What am I, some kind of whore?" "Sit down," I said, putting a slight pressure in my voice, "and hear me out. I'm not forcing you to sleep with just anyone. You get money, I'll buy an apartment where you'll live; if possible, nearby, and for good behavior, I might gift it to you later. Clothes and other expenses sexpornotales.cc I'll cover too. Your condition is that you don't sleep with anyone but me, don't get jealous, and don't throw hysterics. Or I can get you a job as a secretary in the office. We won't cross paths much; you'll have your own bosses, salary about the same as before. You live your own life, gradually pay off the debt. No one is obligating you to anything." After these words, she wasn't as fiercely opposed. "Think about it until tomorrow evening, I'll wait for your answer, okay?" My question snapped her out of her trance.
— Yes, okay," she replied distractedly. "Can you please call me a taxi?
The door closed behind Nastya, and I was left alone with my thoughts—what if she complains to her mom? Well, nothing terrible would happen, but unpleasant rumors could spread. I was on edge until the next evening when, finally, the doorbell rang.
Nastya was at the door. "Hi," she said, a bit uncertainly. "Can I come in?" "Yes, of course, come in," I led her to the room where we sat on the sofa.
— Want something to drink?" I tried to ease the tension somehow.
— Assistant or secretary?" I pretended not to understand. "Assistant," Nastya answered, almost crying. "But this will stay between us, right?" She looked at me with her innocent eyes.
— Of course," I replied with relief and pleasure. "We'll just sign papers and document that everything is by mutual consent, no one is forcing you, etc. And tomorrow you'll be processed in HR." "Yes, okay," the girl replied, still uncertainly. Just in case, I contacted a lawyer to inquire about her case. It turned out they were simply trying to scam her for money, and the conflict could likely be settled anyway, but she didn't need to know that.
After all the paperwork, I gave the girl a card. "Go get a bikini wax tomorrow, buy some lingerie, get all the STD tests, don't deny yourself anything. The PIN is the day and month of your birth; there's no limit," which surprised the girl again. "You can go home today, drop by the office in the morning to get processed, and I'll expect you here in the evening, dressed up. And yes, get the best birth control pills." Giving her a slight pat on the butt, I sent her home; she smiled a little and didn't argue.
Her paperwork was processed the next morning, and in the evening, she was already standing in my living room. A tight red dress ending just above the knees, accentuating all her curves, with a small slit on the chest and thigh. Red heels complementing her 160 cm height, scarlet lipstick, dark hair reaching her shoulders, and green eyes—the perfect look. "Will you have some wine?" I broke the silence. "Just a little," Nastya didn't refuse. While she finished her wine, I sat on the sofa, dimmed the lights, and turned on music. "Surprise me," I decided to let her act at her own pace.
Trying to move erotically, Nastya danced closer to me, slowly knelt down, and began unbuttoning my belt and fly. She pulled down my pants and underwear, causing my cock, which had been anticipating this for days, to spring out. "I've just never done it before," the little angel looked at me, slightly embarrassed, to which I simply nodded.
First touching it with her tongue, she began licking the head little by little, like an ice cream. Gradually moving down the shaft and back up, kissing the head and repeating it all over again. At some point, gathering courage, she took it into her mouth, gradually trying to take it deeper. Gripping it tighter with her lips, she started moving her head more actively. Yes, she sometimes grazed with her teeth, but the tension of these days and the realization that my little sister was sucking me off brought me to orgasm. When Nastya took it deeper again, without warning, I started cumming heavily, causing Nastya to choke, her eyes reddened, semen started leaking from the corners of her mouth, and she pulled out the cock and began coughing. "Take off the dress," I said after she finished coughing, while I fully removed my pants.
And there before me stood my little sister, in red lace lingerie with a bit of a push-up effect. "Help him get up," I said to Nastya, pointing to the slightly deflated cock, and she immediately knelt down and began slowly sucking it again, giving me an excellent view of her ass. "Though her breasts aren't big, she definitely works out her butt," I thought to myself, "and considering her height, she looks absolutely stunning." After a few minutes of such play, the cock began to swell right in her mouth. When it was fully hard, I laid Nastya on the sofa, her butt at the edge, lifted her legs up, and slowly pulled down her panties, causing her to tightly squeeze her legs. Spreading them slightly, I saw a smooth pussy with neat, small labia. Sitting down, I began teasing her clitoris with my tongue, making her moan and relax. When she started getting wet, unable to hold back any longer, I positioned the head at the entrance and began slowly pushing in. I didn't want to traumatize her with a bad experience. Throwing her legs over my shoulders, I gradually increased the pace, entering her fully.
At some point, Nastya began moaning, escalating to screams. Her hands had long been on her chest, but only now did she lift the bra that concealed her breasts, about size 1-1.5. "If she wants, we can enlarge them later," I thought to myself. Meanwhile, she began actively squeezing them, tugging at her nipples. A puddle had already formed abundantly beneath her; each thrust was accompanied by increasingly loud squelching, my balls probably gleaming from the accumulated moisture. With the slapping of wet balls against her buttocks, I folded her legs in front of me; inside became much tighter, and I started thrusting into her more sharply. At one point, she cried out, the walls of her pussy squeezing me with such force that I couldn't hold back and came for the second time. Exhausted, I collapsed next to her and passed out.
To be continued...
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