She was the girlfriend of my good friend, but a couple of weeks ago they broke up quite peacefully. To be honest, Marina was a little out of my taste: constantly cheerful, smiling and easy-going - admittedly, she was tired. Marisha had a pleasant face, beautiful long red hair and just gorgeous breasts. The latter probably attracted more guys to it. Talking, looking into her eyes, was quite problematic, because Marina, well aware of her charms, flaunted them with a deep cleavage and overt bathing suits (although who knows if the concept of “too” is applicable here?)

We have a big spit on the embankment. Being in width not more than two hundred meters, she walked from the coast for a couple of kilometers. At the beginning of the spit there is a small beach, further places are generally deserted, only occasionally fishermen wander in early in the morning. There we agreed a few days ago to take a walk - me, Marina and a couple of our mutual friends. I didn’t have much enthusiasm about this, but I agreed to go for the company. 40 minutes before the appointed time for the meeting, the sky darkened, caused clouds and a sultry wind blew - all showed signs that it was going to rain. Without any hesitation, the “friends” called one by one and said that they would not go anywhere in the rain, and they instructed me to go and tell Marina that the walk was being delayed. It was stated that I live closest to the meeting place and that only mine knows the address of Marina, so when she gets tired of waiting, she will come to me wet. The last argument played a decisive role, because I had parents at home, and I did not want to acquaint them with Marina at all.

Just in case, before going out, I still called Marina and heard from her Mom that she had already left. At what her mother answered in such a tone as if she asked “don't you know?”. Therefore, cursing the circumstances, I hurried to assure her that Marina will be all right.

Marina, which is extremely unusual for girls, (which, strictly speaking, she had not been for two years) came on time. I briefly explained to her the situation and offered to take her home. In response, Marina was so genuinely upset that I even felt a little sorry for her. It was evident that she tried dressing: a long fitting dark blue skirt, a knitted blouse (it was cool), fastened in front, slightly tinted. I do not know why, but I agreed with her to go to the spit, and then put on a minibus.

We walked leisurely, talking about all sorts of different things. Marina spoke in the main, but I did not listen to her much. Strictly speaking, I understood that we would not be able to meet Marina: I didn’t like her forever happy mood and I would quickly get tired of her. In addition, I did not want to quarrel with a friend, which was not necessary, but quite possible. At the same time, Marina terribly aroused me - my volume chest, her body were driving me crazy. I wanted to have her on the grass and otymet in full. So I would doubt, probably, further and, perhaps, even took myself in hand, if Marina didn’t address me with some kind of question and didn’t look into my eyes. Oh, what a desire I read in them! She asked “fuck me!”, It became clear that everything depends on me. I could not resist and looked at her breasts, Marina smiled knowingly.

I didn’t say anything to her, but when we approached the spit, I pretended that I simply did not notice how we went further. Marina naturally said nothing and continued to babble, diligently supporting the conversation. We walked farther and farther along the spit, there were no people visible for about 10 minutes, there was every reason to believe that there was no one in the radius of ecstasy. Marina could not understand why we are going, why along the path among tall trees and bushes, and not along the road, which was left aside.Nevertheless, she did not show any initiative, she was just as merrily chatting, merrily jumping over branches and would not let go of my hand. The last time I looked around in the hope that a random satellite would prevent me from making a mistake, but as luck would have it, no one was there. Now I couldn’t take it anymore - I turned Marina around to me, pressed it against a tree, dug into the lips.

Marina seemed to reluctantly opened her mouth, letting my tongue in, put her hands on her shoulders, not pushing away, not hugging. I didn’t want to hesitate, I almost didn’t care - I was going to either get what I want, or ... "either" could not be. Marina was already stroking my back with might and main, while trying to raise my shirt. Oh, how long have I wanted to do this! I began to crush her breasts, but the jacket was definitely in the way. Part of the buttons flew into the grass, some I still unfastened. Marina was in a beautiful snow-white bra, but I was not going to admire him. She helped me to unbutton him, apparently so that his clasp does not repeat the fate of the buttons on her blouse. Oh, what breasts! I with great ecstasy began to kiss one and at the same time knead the other. Marina threw her head, giving me a good laugh. I played with nipples, kissed and licked them, took the breast in the mouth, gently biting her teeth. Marina was breathing loudly, it was obvious that she was getting more and more excited. The member stood a stake, he was obviously cramped. I unceremoniously lifted Marina a skirt, she even helped me, having removed slightly from a tree. In her panties, she had a real sweat, and I didn’t guess that Marina was so excited. It just flowed! I inserted two fingers into her vagina, from which Marina sighed languidly and arched, pressing her pubis towards me. It took a few movements with her fingers and she could not stand crying, began to squeeze my fingers there, jerked a few times and went limp.

I did not give her a rest. He took her leg under the knee with one hand, took out the already bursting member and inserted it into the vagina. Marina gasped and pressed closer to me. Each push pulled a moan from her chest, she cried out softly, bit her lip, and almost hung on my arms. I closed her mouth with my own and shoved my tongue, began to play with her tongue, without ceasing to rhythmically fuck her crack. It was a little inconvenient to support her, instinctively I looked around and, at the same time, brought her to the third, if I did not lose my account of orgasm. All this prevented me from cumming, besides, I began to tire a little. Then I let go of her leg and pressed on her shoulder, inviting me to sit down. Marina obediently knelt down in front of me and took a member already close to eruption into her mouth. She diligently swallowed him almost entirely, crumpling testicles and jerking hard with her hand. My help was not needed, I put my hands on her head and slightly pushed myself when I wanted her to swallow deeper. At the same time, Marina moaned sweetly and did not stop sucking dick for a second, playing with the tongue and head, and with the aim of only helping me to finish it soon. Which is not slow to happen.

When the head once again touched the throat, from the member splashed. I pulled Marina by the back of my head to the member, but she was not going to take her head off anyway, ready to drink everything to the end. The jets beat one by one, I continued to make forward movements, and Marina sounded to swallow the sperm that filled her mouth. She all this time she continued to stroke her eggs and move the handle on the penis. Marisha sucked so skillfully that the member didn’t sing like he got up again.

I turned her back to me, letting her rest against a tree, and pulled her skirt up on her back. No prelude was needed, Marina was even more excited when she was sucking dick and now invitingly bent her back and put her leg on a low stump. From the vagina just flowed, he heard a savory squelch in time with our movements. I bent down, taking her breasts in the palm of my hand and began to tear up like the last slut. After a while, Marina turned to me and quietly asked:

- Take me in the ass.

I'm not a big fan of female ass, but I could not refuse the girl. Putting the head to the anus slightly pressed, Marina screamed, but she leaned towards me.Two or three movements and a member is almost completely entered and out of her ass. I could see how Marina, with one hand, violently pulls her legs and caresses her clitoris.

Waiting for her to finish, I threw my jacket in the grass and put Marina on her, who obediently spread her legs and took my dick into her hand and sent it into the vagina. I continued to fuck her like that, kissing her breasts and admiring her distorted face with pleasure. When Marina once again finished, I took out a member, sat on it and began to rub a member in her hollow between my breasts. Marina hugged my bosom with my bulky breasts and I began to fuck her again, receiving incredible pleasure from it. Marisha kissed and sucked the head every time she appeared between the breasts. I could not hold back for a long time and soon ended violently. Jets of sperm flooded Marina’s face and ran down her chin. When she opened her mouth, several fell on her tongue and throat. I got up and completely inserted a member of Marina into my mouth, continuing to lower.

When we said goodbye at the bus stop, Marina quietly said:

“You can always call me.” I'll be glad to hear you, - and she smiled.

I did not see her again, although the phone is still kept in my notebook.