The living room was cozy, filled with the faint scent of lavender and the soft hum of the air conditioning. Olga, or Olya as she preferred to be called, lazed on the plush couch, her long legs stretched out in front of her. Her brother Anton, on the other hand, was restless, his eyes roaming over his sister's figure with a hungry gaze.
"Stop it, Anton," Olya swatted his hand away as he reached out to touch her butt. It was a high-end butt, as he often teased, a product of countless hours spent at the gym. "Mom will be home any minute."
But Anton was undeterred. He scooted closer, his hand returning to its previous position. "I can't wait for Mom to leave, Olya. I want you now."
Olya sighed, pushing him away again. She wasn't opposed to the idea, but their mother's impending arrival was a damper on her mood. "Let's wait until she's gone, okay?" she suggested, hoping to buy some time.
But Anton was impatient. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. Olya felt him at his peak, his arousal evident through the thin fabric of their clothes. She braced herself for the end, expecting their mother to burst into the room any second.
And burst in she did. But she wasn't the picture of calm and composed that Olya was expecting. Karina, their mother, looked disheveled, her hair tangled and her blouse half-unbuttoned.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes darting between her children.
Olya blushed, at a loss for words. She tried to explain, stammering out a half-hearted excuse. But Karina wasn't interested in excuses.
"That's called a blowjob, Olya," she said, her voice surprisingly calm. "And I want to know how long you've been at it."
Olya reluctantly admitted that it had been a month, her eyes downcast. She felt a mixture of shame and embarrassment, but there was also a spark of curiosity. She had never seen this side of her mother before.
"Show me what you've learned," Karina instructed, her eyes fixed on Olya.
Olya and Anton were shocked, but they complied. Olya took Anton's member in her hand, starting to show her mom her technique. But Karina was unsatisfied. She pushed Olya's head down, making her take him deeper.
After a few tries, Karina managed to make Olya take all of Anton. Olya was surprised at her own ability, but she was also feeling left out. She decided to join in, stripping down completely. She approached Anton, who embraced her and started to tease one of her nipples with his tongue.
The lesson was unexpected, but it was also enlightening. Olya learned more about her own desires and capabilities in that one afternoon than she had in her entire life. And she had her mother to thank for it.
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