The story I want to tell you is a story from my life, and it happened to me in reality. There is not a single gram of fiction. Today, for some reason, I had an overwhelming desire to tell her to you, and this fact excites me greatly. To someone, perhaps, my story will seem boring and uninteresting, and to someone on the contrary - close and exciting. If there are such readers, and they have a desire to tell you about similar cases from my life, I will be happy to talk about this topic.

Well, now the story. Currently, I live with a girl I love very much and I want to marry her in the future. She shows me the same feelings. We have with her a wonderful harmony in everything. We like the same things, movies, books, we have a lot to talk about. In sex, everything is also wonderful and harmonious. I say this so that you understand that I am not some sex hungry maniac.

And one day, sitting at work, I read a story. The story was about adultery. Reading it to my surprise, I felt an increasing sexual arousal. Why to surprise? Yes, because before such stories did not cause me much interest. And then ... In general, gradually in my head there was not one thought left but the thought of treason, and sex. On the way to lunch, I thought about how and with whom all this can be done. The question with whom I almost immediately found the answer: of course, with Olya, with my ex-girlfriend, with whom we broke up about a year ago. I did not know if she had a boyfriend, if she had a desire and so on. I knew only that she could theoretically have the possibility and conditions. The fact is that it works not every day but every other day and therefore it may well be at home at this time. When I got home I had lunch and then went to the bathroom, undressed and lay down in hot water with the phone in my hand. Now I had to decide - how to seduce her to have sex with me. Lying in the bathroom, I stroked my hard cock like a rock and imagined undressed Olya, how she sucked my dick, how I took her. As they say in such cases, the roof I really went. I realized that I wanted to tell her about how I want it in plain text, without any conversations around the bush. I imagined that I was telling her this without any preliminaries, to her, a modest girl, and I almost finished with the picture that presented myself. I realized that if I did not call now and tell her this right now, I would never say that. Hurrying, he dialed the number and listened to the beeps for several seconds. It began to seem to me that she was not at home, but finally she picked up the phone.

- Hi, Olya, it's me. Did you find out? I asked, my voice hoarse with excitement.

- Yes, of course, hello. How are you? She answered.

- Okay, Olya, all Ok. Listen, I want to have sex with you. Olya was silent for a long time, and I, with a beating heart, listened to her breathing in a pipe.

- Well ... well, not the same, right. It is somehow indecent even - she said.

- Why? After all, I just want you to give me a blowjob, I want my hot member to enter you until the very end. You want this too, right? I said, my voice choking with excitement and wild excitement.

I was carrying, because I said such things that no girl had ever said in such a way.

- Well, yes, well, can not be so soon. A year has not been seen, maybe I have a boyfriend or some other circumstances. Would go to visit, drink tea, just talk - she said.

- But I want you wildly, shall I come? - I climbed through, intuitively feeling that she is excited by these circumstances, too.

- I do not have time to just sit, I have about 20 minutes for everything. At work, urgent business - I continued to feel that more and more insolent.

- Come, we'll see - said Olya. I want to look at you, maybe you have changed and I do not want to.

“I'll be there in 10 minutes,” I said.Undress to the panties and bust, save time, finally, insolently, I said.

Jumping out of the bath, I quickly dried off with a towel, got dressed, and ran out into the street. After 10 minutes I was at the door of the apartment in which Olya lives. The doorbell rings and she opens the door. She is wearing a short robe.

- Hi, Olya.

- Hi, come to my room.

I took off my jacket and went into her room. I came close to her and felt the smell of toilet water, which once gave her.

- Well, let Olya let's do what we said, - I said. For some reason, I was still embarrassed to talk to her as by phone.

- Wait a bit, she said.

“Once Olenka, another time we'll talk,” I replied, and put her hand on the impressive knob between my legs. See how he wants you.

She began to squeeze her fingers, finally knocking her mind out of my head. I opened her robe, and under it were only panties and bust. Losing my mind from wild desire, I tore off both and started to undress myself. When I found myself in some panties, the member himself jumped out of them, he was so big. The head of the penis is swollen and all glistened with grease.

“Listen, Olya, I don't have a condom,” I said.

- Well, in the hearts she said. Are you normal, as if you have nothing?

- Nah, everything's fine.

I stuck my hand between her legs and felt how everything just flows there.

- As you want - I whispered delightedly.

- Yes - answered Olya.

I pushed her to the bed, and she lay on her. I lay on top, and a sharp movement shoved my dick into her pussy. She let out a stifled moan, and her pupils immediately expanded. Both of us just shook. I with great difficulty resisted not to finish right away. I began to move and literally through a dozen movements Olya arched her back, and her orgasm shook her. One, the second. She burst into tears of happiness. Then she screamed and I immediately finished it. I exploded as never in my life did not work. I just physically felt a jet of sperm hit inside Oli. I screamed. And it all flowed and flowed. I have not thought about anything, nor about a possible pregnancy, about anything. Olya pressed her pubis against me, wanting to push my cock as deep as possible and take my liquid in me. We were stunned by a mutual orgasm. Finally it was over. I got up and my cock with the squish came out of her pussy, and then the sperm began to flow onto the sheet. Olya lay with her eyes closed and breathed heavily. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. When I returned to the room, she was already sitting on the bed, and her entire face was in tears. She wiped the napkin between her legs.

- What's the matter, Olya? - I asked.

- It's okay, everything is fine - Olya said through tears, - I just want you.

- Well, Olya, absolutely no time, waiting for me at work, a lot of things.

I found my panties on the floor, and started putting them on. Olya picked up her robe from the floor and put it on his naked body.

- Thank you, Olya - I said.

“You too,” she answered.

I got dressed, and Olya walked me to the door. I kissed her goodbye:

- Well, bye, I have to go.

- Goodbye.

And I left.

After that, we met again under similar circumstances. If readers are interested, write to me and I will write about it. Goodbye everybody.