13 years old ... The child is still. The head is clogged is unknown than. In the summer, I went with my mother to Slavyanogorsk for a couple of days. That's where it all happened. Waiting until my mother fell asleep, I left the building of the recreation center and went to the disco. There, in perfect solitude, I got drunk in the most swine way and went dancing. Dancing to the eyeballs, I walked over to the bar and took a bottle of beer. That's when I noticed her. She sat alone at the bar and looked at me. She was beautiful and, apparently, older than me. In short, without saying a word, she just came up to me and kissed me firmly on the lips. I was just stunned! Dancing, drinking, coming off, and then - on you! Still not saying a word, she took me by the hand and pulled me along. We went outside. In my head there was a horrible drone from drunk. Where are we going? - I asked. just follow me. - She said, without releasing my hand and somehow mysteriously smiling.

Honorly, the thoughts in my head were far from the most intimate. Maniacs, murders, all perverts. But I could not reason sensibly because of intoxication, and just followed her. So she led me quite far away, and suddenly stopped. What's next? - flashed through my head. and then she took off her sundress and appeared before me in what mother gave birth. Down on the grass, she beckoned me with her finger. For some reason I instantly sobered up and, understanding everything without words, I began to pull off my clothes. She had a very beautiful body. Small, elastic breasts, dark nipples, velvety skin ... Before such a body would not have resisted any man of normal orientation. Especially 13-year-old boy.

And although my sexual knowledge was limited to kissing in the halls, watching porn movies and similar information, I knew what to do. More precisely, it all happened somehow by itself. I sank down on her and started kissing her lips, neck, shoulders. My hands slid over her body, feeling every inch of her skin. I began to caress her tongue to her breasts, her nipples, which stood upright, then I sank below and began to caress her lips and clitoris with the lips and tip of the tongue. She began to moan. I liked to feel in her arms her writhing body in pleasure, to listen to her moan. I licked water droplets from her thighs, my tongue penetrated her and it turned us on even more. Then I, no longer able to restrain myself, entered into it, she responded to my movement with an almost roaring animal and began to move towards me. She ran her nails into my back, and, although it sounds mossy, but I liked it damn well! It is difficult to describe everything that I experienced then. I can only say that we have been in every conceivable and unimaginable position and have been doing this until dawn. Then, when we were lying next to the grass, I looked at my watch and swore loudly. It was 6.30 in the morning. We got dressed and went back. When we needed to go in different directions, she kissed me and asked how old I was. Having received the answer, she looked at me and told me her age. E-mine! She was 20 years old. We kissed again, and parted. I was so impressed with everything that happened that I even forgot to ask her name. The next day, my mother and I went home. She looked suspiciously at me all the way, trying, obviously, to understand the reason for my so good mood and serene-happy smile that was on my face. So it all happened. And I do not even know her name. All that remained was a shallow scar on her back left by her nails ...