By the age of thirty, Erik had finally realized that women in his life were the most important thing. He can say that he couldn’t skip a single skirt. I was ready at any time, day and night, to break into the windsome with some selfless, sometimes even the most frightening of his own. In a circle of friends about his potency were legends. He could make love everywhere, always, with anyone. The jokers asserted that Erik was even in a dream. And in general, Erik fully justified his reputation: he used the smallest, most destructive opportunity to fuck someone. And these possibilities, I must say, were opened in rather unexpected, not very suitable places for this.

He rode in a crowded bus and, in spite of his will, turned out to be tightly pressed to a certain girl. It was at the end of spring and she was wearing a light elegant cloak. From the girl came a pleasant perfumer perfume, and Erika was so impressed that he literally could not move. He could not, but his "friend" began to revive and move, clearly preparing to accept the "fighting stance". To Eric's great surprise, the girl looked at him with wet eyes. Oh, Erik knew this look! This promising, frank cry!

Hardly freeing one hand, he gently pressed her to the thigh of the girl. She slightly closed her eyes, clearly making it clear that she had nothing against. Encouraged, Erik began to act more insistently: his fingers felt the button of his cloak as if at the same level as the pubis of the girl and undid her.

Further occurred as in a dream. Erika's hand, slipping under the cloak, stumbled not on the tracks, but on a gentle, slightly rearing fluff. The maiden, despite a terrible crush, managed to move her legs a little and Erik managed to find an excited, excited little mountain. Gradually it dawned on him that besides the cloak on the girl there was nothing! This unusually aroused him. The realization that he so frankly "twitches" a completely unfamiliar girl in an overfilled bus gave the upcoming event an incomparable piquancy. The girl, meanwhile, began to breathe more and more often, more and more quickly ... She was clearly ready for anything! Erik immediately had a crazy thought: do you think she should be banged right there on the bus?

Almost without believing that it was possible, he nonetheless began to act: quietly unbuttoned his shoulder, let out smelting and freed them from his tense up to the limit.

The girl, having understood his intentions, spread her legs even wider. Erik got a little excited and, thanks to his large and diverse experience, managed to plunge. In this case, the girl quietly gasped, which attracted the attention of nearby passengers. Erik even closer to her, so that no one could understand what is actually happening. The shell of the maiden was cramped and cramped. Erik also with great difficulty kept himself, he was ready to finish right now, but he understood that rare pleasure should be extended. A few more letters, he pushed his tool deep. The maiden squeezed her eyes and pressed her lower lip, obviously hard to keep a sweet moan.

- Still! Still! Still! She whispered, burying her warm nose in Erik’s ear.

Erik also with great difficulty kept himself and therefore did not notice that the passengers actually began to understand what was happening next to them. Those closest to her eyes cleared, her eyes wandered. It seemed that they themselves were ready to finish! When Erik and the girl, having begun to tremble, walked to each other even more closely, experiencing one-time relief, the bus several times loosened on potholes, which gave both special pleasure, because it made the orbit uneasy ... Now they stood sluggish, limp, empty. Outside the window, there was some kind of inconspicuous landscape. Erik looked into the eyes of the girl and suddenly saw that she was happy! Something, and that he did not expect. In fact, he only now truly considered his partner and came to the conclusion that she was very good.Alas, the bus became a little freer, and Erik could no longer so shamelessly press her.

- Did you feel good? - he asked in secret.

- Impressively! And you?

- I am ready to repeat it right now! - and Erik really felt that he was beginning to get excited again.

The girl smiled reassuringly:

- Not possible! Now it will be too noticeable.

- Well, so get off the bus! You can always find a place where ...

- ... where can you fuck? - finished for him a girl. - But in fact it will be already completely wrong, not that high, right?

- Maybe it will be even better! - passionately replied Erik.

- Maybe - worse, maybe - better, but - not that! - calmly, with a sense of a certain superiority, the maiden was parading.

For a while, Erik reprimanded her maxim and had to internally agree with her. “Interesting copy!”, He thought.

- And you always do everything just once? - he asked just to keep the conversation going.

- I have a husband! - at random she answered.

Erik goggled his eyes: it was completely unexpected, because the husband’s acquaintances could also be on the bus!

“This evening I will tell him in all the details of what happened to me on the bus,” said the girl, as if reading his thoughts.

The surprise of Erika came up in a geometric projection.

“And he will give me all night like mad,” continued the girl calmly. - Sometimes he invites someone from the street and then we make love together. It is very exciting!

“Why not any of your friends?” - Erik naively inquired.

- All our friends and friends have a flawless reputation. They hardly agree on this. Yes, and believe me, then I see that the one who dpal you on fours is not very pleasant. Another thing, unfamiliar person! All these dull conventions are disappearing, there is no risk to lose the reputation, to ruin the family. And suddenly I like someone more than my husband? Here at least you, for example? Your tool is impressive!

From this praise, Erik gasped.

- Well, let's meet again once again! He pleaded imploringly.

- I have a very good family. Why tempt fate?

She looked straight at Erik.

- Physically, you are probably better than my wife, but you are far from his fabrications! But the whole thrill is in them, - she smiled mysteriously, she finished, and began to make her way to the exit.

Erik was followed by her, but she just lay on her face and leaned toward his ear and whispered:

- I can tell you the secret: he was standing next to us now. Got it ?!

Erik sent it away, as if stung. The maiden, meanwhile, slipped out of the bus and the disheveled Erik merely carried her eyes to her light graceful figure, quickly rubbed in the crowd. Nearby in the bus were almost alone men. At the next stop, Erik got off - as they say, God keeps the bereave!