Russian playboy spill

Fate sent very rich parents to Zhenya. From childhood he rode like cheese in butter and did not deny himself anything.

By the age of twenty about the “packed” by the last squeak of a young man, many girls sighed, cherishing the dream of getting him a husband. The student years of the playboy were marred by the death of the mother and the appearance of Tatyana, a young stepmother, only three years older than the stepson.

Once, in the absence of her father, Tatyana appeared before Zhenka in a kind of bright pink attire, reminiscent of a peignoir, under which a strong bust frankly appeared. Stepmother sat in a chair, throwing slender legs on the armrest, and carnivorous licked her lips. A transparent hint of “mommy” for intimacy, he rejected immediately and acquired the enemy for life.

“Not a single man dared to offend me with impunity!” She thought and made plans for revenge. She was in no hurry: who wants to spend the rest of her life behind bars.

Tatiana persuaded her husband to buy an apartment for Zhenya so that he would not interfere with their intimate games, and now family evenings have become rare. At meetings, the insidious fury held out with her stepchild pointedly courtesy.

- Buy him a tour to the mountains or the sea, she persuaded her husband - he gets so tired at his institute!

- Not from the institute, but from the girls he gets tired! - Dad objected.

But Tatiana gently repeated the request after a stormy orgy in bed, she knew perfectly well that for one not very standard caress her husband would agree to anything.

- On holidays will go to Switzerland! He will ski like our president! Are you satisfied

“It is very good that my son will rush to the country of cheese and chocolate. Mountaineering has always been famous for trauma. No one will suspect! "

Judging in this way, the stepmother bought her stepson a very expensive insurance from her own savings.

Thai massage

Zhenka had already had time to get fed up with his usual mistresses, and he really wanted something unusual. Leafing through the boredom of the advertising newspaper, he came across a photo of two young girls and a conscription announcement "supermassage will be performed by seductive beauties!"

“We know these masseuses! - thought Zhenya, - in the pictures of the beauty, and close: “But the number is still dialed. An hour later, the masseuses arrived. Advertising did not lie: slender, well-groomed busty girls were just gorgeous.

- Katya and Lena! - they introduced themselves, - our company is serious with a license, it does not provide intimate services, but we can agree:

The girls undressed, and began to spread sandalwood on Zhenka, known for thousands of years as a great stimulator of male forces. Then the “four hands massage” began, but in fact all parts of the bodies of skilled masseuses used it.

“Well, how!” Thought Zhenya, feeling the fingers and tongues working on his oily body, not missing a single centimeter.

Girlfriends worked hard and inspired, hoping for a generous tip. Soft lips touched his stomach, slid lower, opened wide and began to envelop him with moist warmth, from which his head went round. How long this delusion lasted, he no longer knew.

Waking up, he found himself lying on the carpet between two tired girls

- Girls, and do not want to hit the road to Switzerland? - He asked at the end of the session, - I take the passport and visa. And with your help from the clinic - I do not like condoms!

They did not even dream of such tips. Of course, Katya agreed with Lena.

Bad omen

At the airport, they did not pay any attention to the sullen compatriots who were flying with them, and boarded the same train in Switzerland. At the station, Zhenka bought a newspaper.

“The current ski season has opened with a terrible death, and not just any of the beginners, but the world supergiant champion, French Regin Cavagno.During a training run, she received a terrible head injury and died two days later without regaining consciousness. It happened in the Austrian town of Zelden, ”Zhenya read aloud.

- Is there nothing more interesting there? - asked the girls.

Here, there is still: “At the next stage of the World Cup, the Swiss athlete Silvano Betrametti crashed. At a speed of 120 kilometers per hour, he cut a protective net and hit a tree. The twenty-year-old boy survived, but he broke his spine and now lies paralyzed in the clinic. ”

- Enough for you to read shit! - Katya was indignant.

- That's what's interesting: the separatists, demanding the independence of the German cantons, broke the glass in the bakery! Nation is in shock!

- We would have their problems! - the girls cheered up.

The resort resembled a Christmas card. Among the snow-capped mountains and almost native fir trees stood a house, descended from the medieval engraving. The impression was spoiled by an ambulance car, where people in overalls put a black plastic bag.

- What was there? - asked the girls.

- A young guy flew off the track and crashed into a snow cannon. The speed was low - about sixty kilometers, but the poor man pierced through one of the levers. The corpse was removed as a bug from a pin.

After suppressing an attack of nausea, the whole company went to the hotel, where they were already waited. The hotel, although it looked like a medieval relic, has all the modern amenities inside. Moody fellow travelers stopped on the same floor.

They met the trinity very kindly, not at all surprised that the Russian settled at once with two charming girls. To the eccentricities of Russian tourists have already got used to. Their room was decorated with a huge fireplace. There was no particular need to drown him, but the crackling of firewood and the flickering of fire gave the room a special comfort. Zhenka ordered champagne.

The waiter found the company on the carpet, handed the order, received a tip and politely left. Foam streams flowed over young bodies. It was very nice to drink the real Veuve Clicquot from the navels of charming masseuses, and lick champagne from the male body.

Vacation started great. Zhenka alternated the bed joys with the thrill of snowboarding down wild slopes. A special buzz guy caught in the evening away from the lighted and marked tracks.

- Well, I want adrenaline! - he said to her friends, - from him your arms are sweeter.

Adrenalin

The next morning, the weary girls remained in the room, and their brave companion decided to ride in the company of three Germans who were looking for adventure. The funicular brought them to the snowy summit, and desperate snowboarders rolled down.

- Are you out of your mind! - the trainer shouted at them, - we had six people killed exactly one year ago. Want to live, ride on the marked tracks!

- And what is the interest there to ride? - asked Zhenya, - there are more people than snow.

In vain girlfriends dissuaded him from this venture. Descent decided to repeat the next day.

Sullen compatriots, having overheard the decision to repeat the descent, left the hotel much earlier. By their efforts, a small plastic mine with a remote control was buried on the mountainside.

- Snow, as ordered! - said one, - three meters deep and a slope of sixty degrees! The slightest load causes avalanches.

- No one will have suspicions! - answered the second.

Residents of the Alpine resort have long been accustomed to the shots of snow cannons, and no one paid attention to the explosion in the predawn hour.

Then it turned out that two fans of extreme entertainment had video cameras attached to their helmets, which captured in all details the last descent in their lives. For about forty seconds, the brave four ran away from the avalanche, trying to outrun their own death.

The snow mass inevitably moved, seizing one another after the deathly embrace. The rest of the record is still dark.

Once in an avalanche, Zhenya broke his spine and died on the spot. Rescuers found the corpses only during the day. One of the corpses was removed from the snow from a depth of less than a meter.Not a single injury, death came from suffocation. It only seems that getting out of the shallow snow is not a problem, but everything is much worse.

When avalanches come off, tremendous energy is released, which grinds and melts snowflakes. After stopping, the “fluffy” snow instantly hardens in a dense solid mass, where you can’t move a finger or breathe.

Eugene's body stiffened in an unnaturally crooked position. To be transported home, he had to be defrosted, and then put "as it should be."

Sullen compatriots left the same day, charming masseuses stayed at the ski resort for two weeks until the deceased's stepmother decided to block the credit card.

Scary news

While the stepson was at the resort, the stepmother systematically transferred her husband’s bank assets to herself. The last act of home tragedy was played out on notes on a huge mahogany bed.

“Come to me,” she whispered, spread invitingly on a silk sheet.

The spouse did not force himself to beg, sat down beside him, gently pressed on her knees, made her legs move even wider.

“Not so ...” She naggedly pouting and turned on all fours. She slyly looked at him over her shoulder, waiting for him to push her buttocks apart, and tensed with her whole body at the moment when her husband smoothly penetrated her.

- Come on, come on, more, more! - She whispered, moving rhythmically under his blows, - and now lie on your back!

She leaned slightly, dipping her breasts in his palms, and moved her hips. Husband gently squeezed her breasts, but then demanding the phone rang. Tatyana did not allow her husband to reach the apparatus: the trained muscles of her bosom tensed, soft but elastic with a vice holding him on his back. Without stopping, Tatyana reached the apparatus, picked up the phone.

- Order completed! Wait for zinc!

- Yes, yes ... Well ... I understood everything ... - through the noisy, intermittent breathing she mumbled. - When will the plane? Yes, I understood everything ... Yes ...

Never in her life has Tatiana received such great pleasure: the hated stepson broke her neck in the Alps, and she is the only heiress!

“Damn,” she murmured, falling exhausted on her husband, “Zhenya crashed to death!”

The husband felt how terrible pain seized his heart.

- Call an ambulance! He whispered, gasping, "Valocordin in the first-aid kit!"

- Now! - the stepmother got off the bed and dripped a little medicine into his glass, but not the one he asked for.

From the first sip her husband died. An autopsy revealed: death from a heart attack. The widow did not receive insurance: Zhenka rode in violation of the rules on the “wild” highway.