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Annotation. Sometimes people come up with unusual sexual fantasies. Sometimes they develop into an obsession. Sometimes become a cherished dream. Sometimes the dream even comes true, but the consequences can be the most unpredictable. The dream of the protagonist of the story, an Englishman who went to rest in sunny Spain, could have remained a dream forever, if not for a strange combination of circumstances that almost cost him his life.

It was not the first time when I arrived in Marbella * (Marbella is a small resort town in the south of Spain). As a child, I loved this fabulous place at first sight — a warm sea even in autumn, an atmosphere of complete relaxation, a quiet and measured atmosphere and infinitely wide shores. Here in the evenings you can climb the mountains and watch the setting sun reflect in the windows of cruise liners heading to Gibraltar and back. I also like nudist beaches around Marbella. Thanks to the spacious sandy beaches, people do not sit with each other on their heads, and when their neighbors along the beach are separated by an impressive distance, you can not only sunbathe, but also fool around with your girlfriend - no one will judge you for that. Although, however, the company will not make it either, and therefore it’s more difficult to meet here than, for example, in the summer in Malaga. So I did very wisely, taking the girl from London with me on this trip.

Barill was a harmless blonde, and one hundred percent blonde. It was probably the most stupid creature on the planet. Even my dog ​​has mood swings, not to mention character. But Barill is a woman with absolutely no emotion. She could do anything in bed with anyone, just ask and vice versa not to do anything, sit alone for hours and read books. Even making love, she could easily have overlooked that her boyfriend was long gone or even “gave way” to another. But I knew for sure that Barill would not be able to spoil my rest, even if he really wanted to. I have known her for a long time. She has very few friends, and she treats sex exclusively as a consumer, but without complexes. She was not offended if a friend went to visit, unzipped his fly right out of the door, quickly finished her mouth, smacked his cheek and ran away. I myself have never offended Barill, although I had a low opinion of her. Next to her, I always felt comfortable and this time I did not regret taking it with me.

It was a sunny morning when we went to a nude beach with Barill and lay down on the warm sand. She, as always, read, but I just looked at the horizon, not thinking about anything. In addition to us on the beach there is a youth company and several secluded couples of different ages. The company seems to have been very playful, apparently the easy pranks of these guys will soon grow into a funny group sex. It is a pity that it is far from them, you will have to watch a free show, as they say, “from the gallery”.

In the meantime, two guys walked slowly along the coast towards us. When the couple approached, it became noticeable that they were talking animatedly about something, and the one that accompanies movements higher by periodically scratching their member. It is not surprising that from these pranks his cock was excited and clearly visible from afar. However, as the children approached us, it became obvious that he didn’t just have a penis, he was also of enormous size. At least, it is clear where the guy has the habit of scratching a member on a nudist beach. Once he takes a fighting stance, girls cling to the lure of this size on all sides.

“Barill, look what a guy has a toy!”

- Yes, I saw this except in the pictures. At least I haven't been so fat yet.

Meanwhile, the guys came very close and stopped.The smaller one apparently tried to explain something to the “sex giant”, waving his hands frantically, and he only silently smiled, scratched his eggs and majestically swayed his thick sausage. His dick was not very long, but the thickness is something !!! It seemed to me that in diameter it was no less than four inches. I looked at his dick like frozen. I watched and represented. No, I did not imagine how my Barill fucked, not in the mouth of his girlfriend, or even in the ass of his boyfriend. I represented this huge member at my mouth !!! I really wanted to suck it. This makes no sense! I have never done anything like this in my life and did not even want to, but now this obsession has engulfed me with such force that it’s time to think, but have I not gone astray?

In appearance, these two did not look like blue. They spoke in English, it pleased. I would hardly have found a rapport with the Spaniard. However, what's the difference. I can’t really pester him with my harassment. Hell! I have been looking at this fiendish of hell for a few minutes and mentally feel his head in my mouth, tickle it with my tongue, clasp my teeth, feel the penis start to twitch before the outpouring and see how a powerful jet of hot sticky sperm hits my face and then I again take it in my mouth and sperm pours straight into my throat ... It's some kind of madness. I’m probably going crazy about such thoughts if I don’t suck this guy.

Barill looked at me curiously. Of course, my dick has long stood at full height.

- Did you like his boyfriend? - She asked surprised. - Listen, let me do an operation for myself, change the floor, let me send the same one. You will want it at least every day.

“Didn't you like it?”

- And what about you? You're not blue. And I, I will not hide, liked, a good little thing. You can try a couple of times.

- Well, let's call him.

- You are crazy! What if he is blue. I will look like a complete fool.

“Yeah, a fool is for sure, however, you are a fool,” I thought to myself - a good, kind fool, you might say, your favorite fool, for that I love and shore, that fool. Where else can I find one. You are a priceless fool. At least, now I probably know how to get close to this guy. ”

It seems the guys have finished arguing and have gone from the coast to the side of the road. Passing by us, the "giant" cast a sidelong glance at my standing member, grinned wryly and moved on.

Barill, seeing how uncomfortable I was, stroked my dick with her hand. Then, furtively looking around, she reached out to him with her tongue. I threw back my head and blissfully closed my eyes. “It's good that you are near,” I thought, “so dear and unfailing.” But before the eyes still stood a thick penis. And as soon as I imagined how I opened my mouth and enveloped him with my lips, a sharp orgasm swept my whole body with lightning speed. And Barill obediently swallowed sperm and gently stroked my belly. What else does a person need for happiness? And this fat horse-radish was given to me!

In the fall there are few people in Marbella, and even less Englishmen. And I was not particularly surprised when, two days later, I met that guy at the bar in the evening. Meet at the bar with anyone - no problem. Besides, he recognized me. I did not dissemble, and he turned the conversation back on track.

- Have you seen my girlfriend? Do you want to fuck?

- Fuck, you say? I do not know. I certainly won’t ask.

- Well, so I ask you, or rather she asks. So beer for me.

- OH-A asks ... I, too, fans of Dick Diggler! Okay, drag your girlfriend, put her for a long memory.

I told him how to find us. An hour later, he promised to go. Back at the hotel, I spotted Barill.

- Do you remember the guy with the thick sausage?

- Forget not soon, but what?

- Want to fuck him?

In the eyes of Beryl began to sparkle.

- What is allowed?

Sometimes Barill just amazed me with her innocent naivety, and I smiled.

- He'll go down now. Let's go to the room.

The guy's name was john. "Surely Smith," I thought. He ignored the table with the bottle ...

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