Spring is a nasty time, hormones are beating the key and energy (sexual) is ready to spill out on someone more or less suitable. Often you think that it’s not time to throw your studies and rush with beer to look for a suitable object to discharge, accumulated during the time from last spring, dissatisfaction, and that accumulates regardless of the quantity and quality of the girls you have had during this time.
In addition, you are getting older with each spring, you’ll learn more and more jokes of this life that can defuse your tension, and more and more you want to consolidate your acquired skills and replenish your still inadequate arsenal of jokes of this life, and this can be done only through persistent practice.
Remembering the movement of blood in the body, you catch yourself thinking that a pair of legs is enough for you to discharge - medium quality and curvature, a hole of any size (even the prospect of failing eggs, or vice versa, the prospect of obstruction of the body part adjacent to the eggs), waist - preferably noticeable, but not dimensionless, a pair of breasts - at least - 8, at least +8, and the mouth - preferably not smelly. From this thought a little sober, and walking in front of the legs become a breeding ground for cellulite and not the object of close attention and salivation. But an instant passes, and again you are ready to fuck that little bit low, plump and unequivalent girl, even in the mouth, even in the butt, at least for the intended purpose. It seems that this is a hopeless situation, but this angel appears in human form, this girl you dreamed of both in summer and in autumn and in winter, and in the spring you are just ready to do anything, in order to find out if she has a birthmark On the right buttock, or as sitting on her panties and a bra. You start to undress with her eyes, but you do it in a special way, with the inevitable tenderness and slowness. If you immediately represented all previous girls in an orgasm, then here you are even afraid to rush things.
And here begins. You spend her slow look from head to toe, the blessing she can not notice your look and you use it. You look at her shoes size 38, and imagine what charming little fingers there are. Then you slowly, as if evaluating, examine her legs, once again making sure of their ideality. Black stockings only decorate these lovely legs, and add them special piquancy and mystery. High shin, amazing knee and thighs, which did not give you peace, force the blood in your veins to run faster, as a result of which the heart begins to knock uncertainly, being afraid of its thump to attract her attention. You collect all your will in one, tear your eyes away from this pair of devilishly beautiful legs and look at her eyes to make sure once again that she does not notice you. Satisfied with the pile, you decide to look at her ass. My God, you have not seen this before. A short light skirt, rising at the slightest breeze of the wind, barely covers her black panties. You are lucky, and during the next gust of breeze, you noticed black laces that hide what has driven you so long ago. A moment passes and your eyes slowly glide over her slim waist to her elastic, slightly vicious breasts. Deep neckline allows you to see at least part of her beautiful breasts. You realize that her breasts are just perfect, and you feel a wild outburst of passion, noticing her resilient nipples, which create a certain elevation on her chosen, as if specially designed to keep you crazy, clothes.
You know her name, but you can’t even say a word to her, all the attempts made earlier led only to your reddening and stupid smirk.
Having studied in detail all the subtleties of her figure, you can no longer stop your fantasies.It seems to you that you are driving in an empty compartment, the evening is approaching and the sun has already acquired a characteristic orange-red color. Outside the coupe window, lakes and forests float by, you admire them, when suddenly you hear a timid knock at the door of your coupe. You strictly say that the door is open and suddenly she appears from behind the door. She is afraid to be alone in her compartment for the night and she asks you to shelter her. You agree. She does not give out her joy closes the door of the compartment on the lock, and comes up to you. Your heart starts beating in unison with her sweet heart. she sits down next to you and you feel that today is your lucky day. Everything happens very naturally and naturally. She kisses you shyly and you gently hug her feel the warmth of her thighs, breasts and in general the whole body. You slowly take off her blouse and gently kiss her neck, then shoulders and chest.
She starts to undress you, and you completely give her the initiative. A moment passes and you are already lying on the coupe shelf, and she, like a fairytale fairy, hovers over you. You lift up and put it in its place, after which you slowly take off her skirt and make sure that you are right, her panties are made up of seductive black laces. After the skirt comes the turn of stockings. You take them off, gently folding them, and in parallel covering every inch of her perfect legs with tender kisses. You feel some insecurity, and she felt it helps you cope with the last detail of her toilet and direct your energy in the right direction. Feeling confident in your actions and reliable support from her, you completely surrender to feelings and merge with her in a bit of primitive, but beautiful passion. The sun casts the last ray on the earth, passing the nights its rights.
Suddenly, you notice that she is looking at you, and quickly get out of your dreams, looking away. But how would you like to see her at the moment of bliss and after him, you are generally ready to see her all the time: waking up and before going to sleep, in your arms and just walking down the street, in the cinema and in the theater, in a dream and in reality, you are her you want constantly and you do not need anything in return. You are even ready to give your life for the night with her.
One day, and walking down the street, you meet her. She comes up to you and wants to get to know you, since your friends have decided to bring you down. What are you doing? You say that you are in a hurry and you can not talk to her. That's always, your timidity let you down again. You know that she will never come to you again and you also cannot take the first step, but maybe this is for the best, let the fantasies not disappear, because everything in them is much more beautiful than in life.