I called her Cat. Actually, her name was Ira, but from the first minutes of my acquaintance I called her Cat, and she only responded to that name over time, and even when meeting, she seemed to be just a Cat. What was she like? It was the type of women, looking at which, from the first minute onwards, there is only one thought: “bend over the table and :.”. That's exactly what I thought when I got the first day for a new job. To say that she had fucking eyes is not to say anything. They simply burned with the fire of desire. They were burning at any time of the day, as in that joke, if everyone used ... their eyes were shining, there would be white nights in Odessa. It was an explosive mixture of something Greek and no less southern. Therefore, one could guess the temperament that was hidden in it. And so I came to a new job, and right there I was “promoted” to the “dummy”, at the end of the working day the table was set and the fun began. I was sitting opposite Kota, and to myself he was purring the song "These eyes are opposite, these eyes are not against:". "Let's go smoke," I suggested, and we moved into the corridor. The office was located in the building of a former research institute, and in view of the late hours the people in the corridors were no longer there. Near the window sill, where the smoking area was located, I just took her head and pulled her to me.

She kissed not badly, frankly - masterfully, and was turned on the floor. I began to rub her slit through my pants, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, kissed me, moaning a little. I still kept the remnants of the mind and realized that it was not worthwhile to get involved, after all, it’s a place for smoking and a place for smoking. Red with a feverish gleam in our eyes, we returned to the table under the ambiguous comments of the rest of the company. The holiday continued, I decided that it was just the beginning. I went into another room and started calling Vovchik. Vovchik my friend, the owner of a 2-room apartment, in view of the fact that his relatives lived in the country house all year round. “If only he was at home,” I cursed, listening to the long beeps. But then Vovchik took the receiver and I began to describe the situation to him. In fact, I often resorted to renting one of the rooms in the room. But usually Vovchik demanded as a fee the delivery of a girlfriend and for him. “If she demands a girlfriend now, then it will be bad,” I thought. There was no fresh “meat” (as we called new acquaintances among us) and it was already difficult to get it in the evening. But then Vovchik said that he himself, supposedly, was sitting at home with his girlfriend Lenka and was bored. “Now we will fix it,” I said cheerfully, “wait,” and hung up.

By this time, the holiday has come to the moment when alcohol is drunk, and it is necessary to decide whether the event will switch to a new round and who will go for fuel to go to a “higher orbit”. I went to Kotu and hinted that it would be nice to continue the event started in the smoking room. The cat was already “good,” i.e., in a well-warmed condition.

“Ugly,” she whispered in my ear, “I'm already all wet, do you want to check?” - saying these words, she grabbed my hand and pulled to her pussy.

- I believe, I believe, I protested, - those present could not understand this “test” correctly, although no one was looking at anyone. “Let's go, let's continue the fun,” I said.

“That would not be superfluous,” she said, in a slightly stray language.

I didn’t have much money, so I had to take the subway. In the metro, we supported the Leningrad tradition, although each city, the owner of the metro, calls kissing on an escalator "his" tradition. In a word, they kissed for a long time and “seriously”, causing grumbling of pensioners and smiles of young people. In the subway car, the Cat dispersed seriously and managed to get my cock so tired after 3 stops that, walking along the platform, I had to cover my rearing nature with a plastic bag, in which a liter bottle of “Russia” and some kind of food that I could expect I bought it at the metro station.

We reached Vovochik without incident, and now the four of us are sitting in the kitchen and drinking Russia vodka. Lenka - Vovchik's girlfriend is a girl outwardly nothing, but rude and not in her that highlight, which even from a not very pretty woman makes an object of desire.

I see that Vovka turned all eyes while staring at Kota.And for Kotu, she only needs this, then she will pull, so that the chest under the blouse is drawn by swollen nipples, and Koht’s chest is not bad, as they say, if you feel, you know the thing: Well, I, as usual with the guitar, strum songs, but The cat in front of me settled down on a chair and my friend's toes between my legs stroked my feet, focusing on the song no opportunity.

“Well, okay,” the Cat suddenly says, “I'll go to the bathroom.”

- There, take a towel and a bathrobe, which ones you like. - Vova said, casting an envious glance at me.

The cat splashed in the bathroom for about 15 minutes, then went into the kitchen in a short terry-cloth robe, and spreading her legs (almost “Basic instinct”) lit a cigarette.

“My turn,” he said, and went into the shower.

Five minutes later, I again appeared in the kitchen and saw that the people had increased, Vovkin's stepfather arrived, he had a glass in front of him and he was very lively talking with Vovkina Lenka.

I silently took Kota by the hand and led him into a large room. Vovka laid us on the floor, so the half-rooms simply turned into a huge plodarium. I sat down on a chair and slowly began to unbutton the robe thrown over Kota. At this time, the door creaked and Vovka entered the room, under the pretext that he had brought something from sleeping objects. The cat once giggled mysteriously and in an instant cast off her robe. Yes, that's how I imagined her, an excellent breast shape, a flat stomach, rounded thighs, a pronounced waist, and a striking look on a strip of trimmed pubis. Vovka opened her mouth in the middle of the room. As for me, the numbness went over to the girl and began to roll her nipples between the big index fingers. The cat moaned and began to slowly settle on suddenly weak legs. Suddenly, Vovchik woke up and asked for permission to attend, I waved my hand to the side of the sofa, saying that they sat down there. Without easing my tempo, I put Kota on my back and began to study her body with my lips, going down from my chest down. The cat spread her legs bent at the knees, revealing a wonderful picture of her crotch to our eyes. She had a highly developed enlarged clitoris, which I took up. Grasping his lips, I began to make sucking movements, the girl moaned in a loud voice.

- Bite it. She suddenly asked me.

I began to gently bite the elastic umbilical cord, causing a whole range of feelings and movements of her body. Throwing a glance at Vovchik, I noticed that he continuously watches what is happening and involuntarily strokes his cock through the robe. I decided it was time to make the next move, and to take Kota exactly as I imagined seeing it for the first time, or rather, from behind. So I turned Kota over and put him on my knees, she put her hands on the floor. I could well see how the purple head of my penis approached the wet pink shed of her vagina. I was in no hurry, not the case. When you unwind any tenth-grader, then there, yes, get hold of, until you changed your mind, and the Cat clearly was not going to change your mind. On the contrary, she began to move her hips towards me, wanting to plant her hole on my boyfriend. I spread my fingers as wide as her big labia, and with the other hand I sent the penis deep into her body. The cat sighed loudly and began to help me intensively. After five minutes of our race, she experienced something similar to an orgasm, since I realized that she was capable of more and this is just the beginning. This micro orgasm has even more moistened its already slippery gap. She looked up and saw Vovka sitting right in front of her on the couch, who was doing something intensively with her hand under her bathrobe.

The cat opened his dressing gown on Vovka and looked dumbfounded at his rearing instrument. Not a word or word she threw away his twitching hand and began to drive her tongue around the head. Vovchik threw a questioning glance at me, but I already didn't give a damn about everything, so I affirmatively nodded, continuing my “dance”. Vovka immediately relaxed, closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa. Properly putting a member of my friend, the girl decided to change us places with him.I still thought that it would be fun if Lenka came into the room right now. But she suspected nothing, chatted in the kitchen. We all moved to the carpet, Vovka got up from behind, and the Cat began to lick my dick shiny from her discharge. Vovk vdul the whole unit for her own unit, since the coefficient of friction was almost zero. Vovchik quickly inflamed, he lay on his back, put Kota on top and continued to fuck. I decided to see "how it all happens" close and lay down near their genitals. What I saw inflamed even more, Vovchik's member appeared and disappeared in her crotch. I slapped my index finger and gently inserted it into Kota's anus. The hole was narrow, but it was still clear that it was not virgin. Through a thin partition and felt Vovkin moving member.

At this time, Vovka began to make circular movements with the head of the penis around the cervix, but I continued to massage it through the anus. This effect worked instantly, the eyes of Kota rolled and she huddled in a strong attack of paroxysm. Vovchik pulled out his penis and spattered the girl’s buttocks with white drops, then without a word, grabbed a robe and jumped into the kitchen, as it turned out on time, because his Lenka had already begun to think about our long absence. The cat lay motionless for several minutes, trying to calm her breathing, and then I reminded her of myself. I was already on edge, from all that happened. I sat on her stomach and placed my penis between her breasts. Several reciprocating movements did their job: A jet of sperm flew to her nose, which caused our laughter to ease. This act was not the last night, and by morning I realized that every day I would not be enough with this girl. We, indeed, met her in this way more than once, and in general each of them is worthy of a separate story. Maybe I will continue the topic about Kota.