Sex Stories novel Chapter 53

Yesterday my mother brought her new friend over to the house and she told me that they had been dating for a year and that they had real feelings. Given the fact that they decided to sign a marriage application. The application was submitted a month ago and in a couple of days they will officially become husband and wife.

I was shocked. Why didn't my mother tell me anything before? Did she think that I would care? Alexey immediately liked me. Goosebumps ran down his gaze. At some point, I even envied my mother for grabbing such a man for her.

I've lived to be eighteen, but haven't had anyone yet. Several times I only kissed the boys, but it was never about sex.

For two weeks we lived as a friendly family. I am already used to the presence of a stranger in the house. And then one day my mother went to work the night shift, and Alexey suddenly appeared on my doorstep.

I was about to go to bed and, sleepy, I didn't understand what he wanted. Maybe something happened? He never came into my room.

When he came over and sat next to me, I immediately sat up, looking at him in surprise. And then he hugged me abruptly and pulled me to him.

He kissed me gently, then gently took me into his arms and slowly led me to his and my mother's room.

“I want to do something nice for you. Giving you an unforgettable pleasure... Do you mind? "

"No."

I replied shyly.

Alexey led me to the bed and carefully sat me on the edge.

"Do you trust me, darling?"

His question sounded so unexpected that for a moment I felt lost. But after a few seconds I replied.

"Of course, Uncle Lesch, I trust you."

And then I realized that I really believed in him.

Alexey stepped aside, stood for a while, then walked over to the dresser and pulled out a long red silk scarf.

"Give me your hands, stretch them forward." He began to command.

His eyes lit up, a pleasant blue light appeared in them. I silently obeyed.

Then he took the scarf and tied my hands tightly, and then, he took my hair in his hand, pulled it tightly into a tourniquet and threw it aside. Alexey took a few steps back and examined me carefully. It was evident that this sight gave him pleasure.

“You are beautiful, just beautiful… hair down and hands tied… Hmm. Amazing."

He spoke so softly that pleasant chills ran through my body.

Alexey came closer again and now he was so close that he took my breath away. Then he pushed me a little so that I fell on the bed and raised my hands.

“Take your hands like this. And don't untie them. You understand me?"

The man looked in such a way that it seemed his gaze would now pierce me. I just nodded in response. Alexey left the room and returned a couple of minutes later. In his hands she held an ice bucket and a glass of wine.

"Do I serve wine for you, my beauty?"

"Yes." I stammered under my breath.

I was very thirsty. My mouth was dry. Alexey took a sip himself, then took the wine from the glass into his mouth again and leaned unto me. With a gentle touch of his lips, he poured a sweet liquid into my mouth. I took a sip. The wine, it seemed to me, was made even tastier by the fact that it was in his mouth.

"Will you do it again?"

"Yes..." I repeated again.

He leaned toward me again and did the same, and with great desire I drank from his lips again. Alexey pulled away a bit and after a second he clung to my neck and started to leave me a trail of sweet, cold kisses. First the neck, then the chest and belly. From such caresses, my butt shrunk spontaneously.