Dimka pulled up to the dacha, his heart racing with excitement at the thought of spending the summer in the countryside. He stepped out of the car, his eyes immediately drawn to the sway of his sister Olya's hips as she bent over to pick up a basket.
"Stop staring at my ass, pervert," Olya called out, playfully swatting at him.
Dimka chuckled, shifting his gaze to his own belly. "I was just admiring the view. Unlike some people, I don't have a beer belly to distract from my assets."
Olya rolled her eyes, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend who knows how to appreciate a woman's body."
Dimka's thoughts immediately wandered to Olya's boyfriend, Lesha. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of his older sister being intimate with someone else.
"Speaking of Lesha," Dimka began, trying to change the subject. "When will he be joining us?"
Olya's eyes narrowed, sensing Dimka's ulterior motive. "He's busy with work. Unlike some people, he has responsibilities."
Dimka couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance at Olya's jab. He knew he wasn't as ambitious as his sister, but he didn't appreciate being made to feel like a failure.
"Fine, I'll just focus on something else then," Dimka said, his eyes drifting back to Olya's curves.
Olya sighed, shaking her head. "You're impossible. Our parents are probably having wild sex parties in the city while we're stuck here in the countryside."
Dimka's mind immediately went to a dirty place, imagining his mother's luscious curves and his father's muscular physique as they indulged in their hedonistic pleasures.
Olya noticed the growing bulge in Dimka's pants and raised an eyebrow. "Looks like someone needs to get laid."
Dimka couldn't deny the truth in Olya's words. He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
Olya tried to push him away, but Dimka's grip was too strong. He nuzzled her neck, whispering filthy things in her ear that made her breath hitch.
Dimka's hands began to wander, and he could feel Olya's body responding to his touch. She tried to resist, but it was no use. Dimka's lips found Olya's neck, and she couldn't help but moan softly as he sucked and nibbled on her sensitive skin.
The scene ended with Dimka and Olya locked in a passionate embrace, their bodies flush against each other as they gave in to their forbidden desires.
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