This evening I could not calm down ... and decide that the day is already over. With nothing more left, how to get into a foam-filled bath and go to sleep!

Sometimes it feels like: not yet evening. It makes us ... And I am already getting dressed, I still do not know where I will go, I may be deceiving myself ... but this feeling - it is necessary to go - does not give rest ... Deo is odorless and habitual perfume. A soft sweater ... and jeans ... I'm obviously not going to a restaurant and that is true. A dark pencil slips around the lips ... body lipstick is lying on top ... completely transparent ... just lips sparkling, slightly moist ...

The cat rubs on the legs, demanding affection. Warm evening, late evening, I dress in silence, not including music.

Where to go? Who will make me a company. Already ten on the clock, and the feeling of incompleteness does not leave.

And if I do not look at tea. I have been invited for a long time, well, I myself, and the book should be given away - this is not a pretext. Just call:

- Always happy! - it sounded very useful ... the tone ... The usual benevolent ... friendly: the stupid word is friendly - no, indifferent. Well and let: And I will go anyway. Something attracts me to him ... Maybe his indifference stirs my spoiled interest. But I will go. We will drink tea. It will be another tea polite evening ...

I do not even remember how I got home. Severe headache. Delivery of the project is always a fussy thing. But, as always ... an hour of active training saves me ... Familiar stand, worked out movements, an approach, another one. They started the game today. After all, boys are still engaged with me. The body is a little sore in the joints, pleasant healthy tired. Stretch out with a book, throwing your legs over the back of the couch ... reach for the music, adjust!

Call Well, that phone is nearby. I love when guests come. But today it is inappropriate ... But who knows.

- Hello! What are you reading? - my voice is friendly as always. - You were not going to sleep?

- No, only after training, do you pass, what will you drink?

“Double whiskey, lemon and ...” I laughed.

- And you can not dilute, I remember:

Our conversation, interesting and easy, not thought out about everything and about anything, does not prevent me from fantasizing:

Your hands ... I wonder what they are, how they caress ... I draw a picture in my imagination ... dreaming that it will become a reality ...

I cut you off in half a word, closing your lips with your hand ... and suddenly your lips burn your hand with a kiss ... The conversation abated immediately ... and we, without looking at each other, are sitting unabated ...

You can not look into your thoughts ... you are distracted ... and sometimes the conversation hangs ...

You are unusually excited, I wonder what about what kind of thoughts rush through your head

I go around the chair from behind ... and put my hands on your shoulders ... fall ... and lightly touch the lips where the collar of the shirt exposes the neck ... short hair and my hands drown in my hair ...

My lips slide easily around my neck ... and I breathe in the smell, the smell of a clean body ... and desires ...

Your hands, still completely unfamiliar ... I cover them with my own hand ... twisting my fingers ...

Your hand hugs me ... and my lips are looking for my lips ... and the music cannot drown our breath ...

Such calm and desire together ... Such confidence that the contact between our bodies will be inapplicable ...

Lips ... meet lips ... and a kiss lasts a long time ... They meet ... they find taste and desire ... they open towards each other ... And my lips are filled with your taste ... And your hands are tight shoulders ...

“More tea?”

- With pleasure ... But how do you think? ...

You hug me by the neck ... and I put you on the bed ... it's hard for me to breathe ... I don't want to hurry ... You are so hot and trustingly answer my lips. My hand drops below ... and slides along your flexible body ...

Your lips are pushing my lips ... and the tongue penetrates inside ... and a burning desire burns ...

Hands firmly squeeze your neck ... and body pressed ... and we fall on the bed ... I want and I am afraid of it ... was it really so open in my eyes ...

- repeat?

Having risen ... I absently nod. When they managed to light candles. Strange - this evening is not like all the previous ones. Something binds me always, at the entrance to this house.

- Sure, with pleasure! And cool music. They had another album, I do not remember the name ...

Your body trustingly pressed against me ... hands stopped ... you obediently respond to my kiss ... But I want more ... I want to feel your desire. I will stop ... and I will gently stroke your face, gently touching it with my lips ... I so need to feel ... the power of your desire. I do not want your submission ... Only thirst! Unquenchable thirst is what I need to feel ... I am teasing you, touching your temples a little ... sliding a finger along the curve of your eyebrows ... your face, eyes slightly closed ... lips half open ... and your chest rises. .. But this is not a desire ... You are still constrained ... I want to play the element of your feelings with all my might.

- Do a little quieter ... Do you have a cool collection of candles ... Sluuushuy, candles or candles?

- Yes, God knows, how correctly - candles - will go? Take whatever you like?

“This house, can I turn on the light in it?” - I lit a candle ... and it was cozy to sit and look at the small lively light, visible from the window of the house. The house came to life ... and we sat in the twilight and continued our conversation jumping from topic to topic ...

I can not hold back any longer ... I so want your hand ... to touch my chest, so that my lips absorb the swollen nipple ... Impatience, and you are not in a hurry ... or you play ... and just waiting, as I ask ... I can no longer restrain my desire ... and take your hand in my ... and lower myself on the chest ... Your body is pressed against me ... along the entire length ... and this touch is enough for your flesh to respond to me with the desire ... I feel you through clothes ... Why not summer ... and I do not dare to unbutton your shirt buttons ... You do not want m not help? So ... I open my eyes and catch your eyes ... the corners of my eyes ... they laugh ... I open my eyes and rush to get up ... But you calm me ... and only your hand squeezes my chest ... Well, please, well, remove this sweater ... it bothers me ... I will blow up now from your leisurely ... You, as if savoring every movement, look at my face ... your hands stroke my chest .. and she breaks free from the shackles of clothing ... Touch her lips to her ... you see what I want ...

“It's great that in the evenings you break out for training ...” brew some more tea, mine has already cooled down.

- When I was still driving home from work ... my whole body wanted only one thing - go to bed. I forced myself to go for it ... And now the complete transformation - the head has passed ... And tiredness with it ... - you need a full cup?

I never expected ... to meet such an ardent desire. Your body was drawn and lured, you opened and it was already clear that there would be no resistance ... I put my hand below ... and a strip of hot body between my pants and a sweater ... I slowly lift my sweater and drop my lips to your chest. .. unbuttoning the interfering bra and breasts breaking free ... I squeeze her with one hand, digging into her lips. Your hands attract me to you ... your breath and a low moan ...

I take my chest in my hand ... and I touch my lips with your finger ... pressed down to my chest ... I put my hand below ... and walk my trousers in search of help ... I will never cope with a man's fastener ... hands frantically groping for flesh ... and caressing your body ... eager to break free from the shackles of clothing ...

Help me ... You take your hand and put it on your belt ... I do not know how myself ... Help ... you unbutton it ... and suddenly it scares me, I'm afraid to touch you. I am afraid that my hands, not knowing your body, will be unpleasant to you ... I must stop restraining ... and fall down, slipping out of your arms ... and I feel your flesh in my lips ... let me free you from clothes ... I help to take off pants, clothes ... you undress me ... hastily pulling out a blanket ... you hide me ... Saving me from embarrassment ...

I go down ... I feel your hands ... they ask for my caress ... and quietly touch you with your tongue ... You start ... I spend with my tongue and gently take it in my mouth ... with light movements, the language meets you ... and I catch moments when you are no longer able to hold back moaning. I find these places - giving you the highest pleasure. Your hands are weakened ... and you stretch out on the bed, and only the hands that are tangled in your hair ask for you ...

How lures your body ... as it craves caresses. You're just amazingly hot. I unbutton your jeans and plunge into a wet body ... Your body, it clings to meet ... and slip into it ...

Quickly dropping the clothes I turn on the air conditioner ... in a minute the room will be warm ... you are hot and you do not feel how cold it is ... I take off my clothes ... and kiss your lips again ... gently lower ... and your body takes mine into its bosom ... we lie without moving, I feel how your muscles shrink wrapping my cock, they kind of take it inside ... I can't hold back anymore ... I rest my arms and gently put yours legs on your shoulders ... Your head is on a pillow, your eyes are covered ... and only a moan comes out of your lips ... a strong, passionate moan ... I go deep ... and freeze, almost exploding from the desire ... But I want long caresses ... I do not want to spoil everything at the very beginning ... Did you tease me? and when I get there, I want to enjoy your body, so hot and passionate ... Wait, take your time ... and I feel you and come to meet you ...

My lips caress your flesh ... I feel your desire ... and I want you ... But wait, do not rush, let me learn to give you pleasure ...

Movement is growing ... my hands rest on your chest ... and your body moves towards my ... movements are long ... I almost get out of you ... and you take a moment and hurry again to meet me ...

I want to feel it with my bosom ... I want to squeeze it with my muscles and pull it inside ... but ... no ... not now ... then ... now I can't tear my lips ... and caress your dick ... my tongue studies all corners, slinks along it ... and lips swallow it whole ... freeing ... and again absorbing ... movement ... one more ... your body, helping, moving towards me ... movement ... I feel the desire approaching ... movement: and the already solid flesh swells ... movement: I want this explosion ... I want to feel your taste ...

Your explosion ... I felt ... how you slightly stiffened ... and then the muscles, pulsing, began to shrink ... No ... I can not stand this ... and my thirst spills out ... and merges with your ...

Your moan ... and the explosion ... and the flood of response overwhelms me ... the lips froze ... any movement now will be superfluous ... I just feel like my body, dying ... echoing yours ...

- It's too late, do you get up tomorrow?

- Yes, it is already late ... No, do not get up, but already leads to sleep. You run, okay?

- With pleasure, you wanted to give me something else last time, can you have this CD? ... December “99