“Olezhenka, well, not necessary,” Eugene asks plaintively, without making an attempt to ward off his hand. She simply puts her palm over his palm and sighs fatefully, and then helps to pull off the melt from her thighs and does not say another word. His tight trunks get stuck around his knees, but this is not important.

It rained for two days and she left.

Goodbye Zhenya.

Fifi

Englishwoman, for the eyes, he called - Fifi. Olezhka picked up a couple of them and had to be dealt with and corrected. By the way, he knew English as well as her, but, having received the first two from this leggy, looking like a stupefied student, Fifi began to buzz and get to the second. And where is the second, there is the third. There was no back thought in his deeds. He did not like the teacher. More precisely like a woman, but disgusted as a young teacher. The first outweighed the second so much that he stoically pretended to be a fool and was honored to attend extra classes. After the third lesson, he understood - she is ready! Well this is necessary!

Observation was not to occupy him, and the facts are stubborn things. Sitting in the chair opposite, he was bald, noticing how she, diligently uttering English phrases, played with a shoe swinging on her big toe. And he came to indescribable delight, watching how his incomparable teacher tightly twists her legs and even begins to gently stroke the elastic thigh with her palm. Full mortality. My God, yes, she also blushed, catching his appreciative glance. Time went by the end of the quarter. Olezhka shamelessly mumbled in class is not the news that, and grabbed threefolds. A normal teacher would long ago be swayed in pairs and summoned parents to school. But not this one. Fifi decided to fight alone to the end ...

However, the intervened providence made unexpected adjustments in their relationship. And accelerated the flow of events. The usual ice at that time caused the strongest sprains of her strange ankle and the extra classes were transferred to her home. Wednesday, Friday, Saturday ... On Saturday, he was appointed at nine.

- Oh, me now! Opened the door. In a dressing gown over a nightgown, swollen from sleep.

- Come on in ... A robe has swept over. The door shut.

- Understand, at night leg ... And again reddens.

I caught her Olezhka in his arms and straight into a still cuddly bed! The robe fell down, it is not a gug ... It lies on its back, pressed its back into the pillow, clutched the sheet and slaps its eyelashes. Long, thin. Chest under the nightgown and walks. The rascal boy in one fell swoop pulled off his jeans along with swimming trunks and slippers. And having laid bare in such a manner, the button for the button unbuttoned his shirt and to the floor. Looking into her huge darkened eyes, he paused, as if in a theater, and unhurriedly pulled off his T-shirt. She went all the way, already the stomach is worried. Then he leaned on top.

Fifi dug into his lips with a moan, the legs incomparable to the sides, the shirt just lift up and go! She suddenly turned her head to the wall, jerked her whole body and screamed. Got a little loud.

Olezhku already tetanus enough. He with immense surprise pulled away to look at such a miracle. And this one is a virgin! This is with her legs from under the neck, cute attractive face and data above average!

A new convert pulls his shoulders to himself, all in tears. Kisses and cries. Olezhka completely lost his head and, soon choking from the rush, soon finished.

Oh, and she swore. All shines and hastily speaks, speaks. As if they are being pulled apart now and forever. With Olezhka, this is also the first time, so completely without strength from once and so quickly. And lonska kisses him, pressed all. He wanted again soon and there was no refusal of anything:

It would be bad form to describe how HIS Fifi babbled words of love and passion, interfering with Russian and English words because: Because I did not recognize the continuation of this story then.Why not remember? Compiling it would be easy, but not entirely honest.

Tatyana's Day

Tanya. Tanya. About her you can not say Tatiana. Already a different size. immeasurably greater. Her lips, with a taste of fragrant ice cream, were sweet in the corners and readily opened towards his lips when he was about to kiss them. More precisely, they were always a little half-open, as if they were burning with a quiet desire. And he kissed them often and for a long time, enjoying the childish freshness and openness of the kiss. He did it leisurely and powerfully, embracing her in his arms. She knew that today was his day. She knew that today she would follow him and kiss him standing on the escalator and as always in the dim hallway ... And then in his room. And no one will be home ...

So it happened. He helped to take off his jacket and hung it on a hanger. He stood beside him, watching how she was straightening her hair, which was not at all like him.

Then, naked, she felt what he has today dry and hot hands clutching her shoulders. And those hurried, apologetic kisses. While he was going to the kitchen to warm up the tea, she put a sheet on the open sofa and put a pillow. And then, having decided, she quickly pulled off her jeans, pulled off a thick sweater over her head and took off her panties on a blanket. And suddenly she felt cold, cold ... The icy bed caused a shiver in her thin body. A shiver that could not be relieved. She waited for him to appear and was afraid that her teeth would start chattering from the cold. With a tray in his hands, he went to the room in a businesslike manner and smiled.

The smile was childishly warm and completely homely. So her younger brother smiled, bringing a candy as a gift. Tanechka at once forgot that she was cold and smiled in response. Suddenly I wanted to throw my hands behind my head to reach out feeling the coolness of a fresh sheet and the pleasant embrace of a duvet. She did not hesitate to do what she wanted so much now and even closed her eyes with pleasure. Small charming cheburashki readily jumped out from under the blanket welcoming the boring world defiantly protruding papillae.

It was too much. For him.

Olezhka blurted out the tray on the table and began to tear off his clothes. She had seen him naked more than once. Rather, almost naked. They sunbathed together in the summer. We went to the pool. But so that, without heats. He took them off almost defiantly, slowly squeezing them down to his knees and unhurriedly laid them on a chair over her clothes.

Olenka saw his pants and shirt on the carpet, the shirt under the table, but the white swimming trunks over her fluffy sweater looked more than aggressive. She noted with photographic clarity the whole room with half-closed curtains and a writing desk by the window, Olezhka approaching her bed, but saw it like in a movie, only to the waist. She could not bring herself to look at him below. It seemed that he was walking toward the bed unbearably slowly, sneaking up to her with an ominous grin. And before he got to her, a clear and conscientious thought came - she overestimated herself. Vlyapalas, like a fool, and now everything ...

Having made an incredible effort on herself, she threw the blanket aside with a sweeping gesture and she became so disgusted!

Oh my God!

He fell so heavy, disgustingly rough, squeezed her shaking shoulders with hot hands and began to prepare her protesting body for something bad and shameful. Petrified with surging horror and disgust, Tanechka did not resist when he parted her legs and thrust his hand THERE! She was unable to offer even a slight resistance. She even wanted to help him, and let it all end soon.

It seemed a little bit more:

But his efforts led nowhere. He did not succeed. Hasty caresses, runaway kisses that he brought down on her sharp clavicles and small breasts that came to his face did not help. The fact that yesterday caused her the sweet feeling of flying, now became nasty and unnecessary.

The young lover did not want to retreat, and she was powerless to pass her part of the way towards him. Obediently performing ... Read more →