Petya Kasatonov at the age of eighteen was somewhat intricate. It happens the same - a student, an excellent student and a complete asshole. However, no one suffered from Petit's stupidity, except for his penis. Gently moving from the age of the pampers to the age of “sneakers”, Petya started in the direction of “dick knows where” and upon reaching the age of majority was stuck on this path in the worldwide network of computer life, like many of his current peers. For him, there were only study and computer.

As a child, parents in every way protected Petya from the harmful influence of the street, only clever books were allowed to read, and demanded that Petit turn to you even to his peers.

Well, so that there were some stupid things in the house to be led - this was not so. You can not traumatize the psyche of a boy with harmful bacilli of a rotten civilization. Of course, with age, Petya learned from smart books that all life on the planet is fucked in one way or another. In some of the pictures he even came across naked women. But the buffer or pussy-up in full-screen caused Petya polite boredom. It is all the same as if he were told in zoology about the peculiarities of the intimate structure and sex life of frogs.

According to the deep conviction of the guy, the dick got him a legacy from his father, so that he could get better easier. The women, including the mother, in his view were unhappy creatures - he could not imagine how they do without a hose between their legs. Even in adolescence, something in his behavior began to alarm the parents. One day, the father even commented on his son’s refusal to go fishing because of the preparation for the Mathematical Olympiad. He said: - Poor cums, son! By the way, in the presentation of Petit, the same men's fishing, for example, was a purely sadistic event. When, with great effort, the sixteen-year-old boy still managed to persuade him to go fishing with his father, it ended in shock for him.

... Father went to the village for supplies. Petya guarded fishing rods on the shore. Three hours later, finally, I bite. Petya did not know what to do with the fish raging on the hook. He swept along the shore. Tachycardia broke out from the excitement, and Petya began to rush lower, but ran off farther and farther from the fishing rods, and now he was at the next tent behind a sprawling willow. Uncle Jora and Aunt Dasha fished here. Petya met them the day before. No fucking they did not fish, it turns out! Rounding his eyes, Petya saw how, next to the burning fire on the sleeping bag, Uncle Jora tormented Aunt Dasha. This hefty bully so leaned on the woman that the unhappy from the strain bent her legs and groaned. In the eyes of the bewildered Petit, he squeezed the woman’s bare chest with his paws and bit her on a large, blurred nipple. From physical pain and moral suffering, Aunt Dasha groaned loudly and closed her eyes. Her detached face showed that she was about to faint. Here I must say that Petya, like any modern kid, had nothing in principle against beautiful computer eroticism, which you can eat at least in the silicone Internet.

But such a lame porn with muzhepesom on a naked woman-pork ... and even in nature ... From such a garbage who do you want to eat the roof! In addition, Petya was a brave and fucked-up youngster, as he had seen enough and had been reading "The Lord of the Rings." “Kastu energy sword of the sixth level!” - feverishly realized Petya. After that, he fumbled under the feet of a rotting fishing rogulin, took it at the ready and rushed at this terrible porno as if it were a personal enemy, because he was insulted to insanity. We must pay tribute to the guy: he managed very cleverly, with ottyagy, pizdanut Uncle Zhora on bare ass, however, rogulin broke, and Petya, gradually sober, froze over fucking with a short piece of debris. Unfortunately, Uncle Zhora got mad and did not otpizdil a young man - it seems that he overheated in the sun and on Aunt Dasha, so the bummer on his pussy was too hard on the nervous system.Aunt Dasha explained confusingly to the gamer asshole that they were simply fishing, and nothing more, no opportunism, and if it seemed that it was garbage used by experienced fishermen, something like live fish for a large and fat fish, and there is no need to worry . But Uncle Zhora did find in himself enough courage to correct her girlfriend's apologizing tone with annoyance: - In your years, boy, I have already tried live pussy! He clearly hinted at something forbidden ... Petya only blushed, but he could not change his attitude towards fishing and vulgar porn for a long time and subsequently, for which he began to receive large and fat pussies. For example, at the disco, Petya was given pussies, when he accidentally spied in the dressing room, for some reason, his familiar girl was tilted forward and shoved behind by two experienced men. In the movie, he asked a young couple from the back row not to puff all over the hall. For what on the street Petya was treated to the same pussy, and even called them a sucker. It is clear that the meaning of the word "pussy" in Petya caused a steady rejection.

All the same suggestive talk of parents on the subject of sexual life made freshman Petya fairly angry. Actually, slippery talk over a cup of tea from time to time the father started. And the mother only podzuzhivala quietly, but still categorically forbade pressure on the psyche of the eighteen "kid." The unhappy woman with horror imagined what kind of mental trauma the working look of a terrible genital slit would inflict on her fledgling child. Nevertheless, the chronic ache in the eggs took its toll, and Petya began to catch himself on the fact that, to the place and out of place, he strokes his penis through his pants, causing ambiguous laughter from classmates. It is not surprising that this unpleasant discovery prompted him to murmur in Internet chat rooms, where heterosexual young and not-so-young people cheerfully write to each other: hello, friend! And then there are dialogues like this:

- Baby, what is your pussy?

- Sweet, bunny!

- So what's stopping us from fucking in private?

- Nothing prevents ... Well, we are in private ... Tell me, what do you see?

- What is your good pussy ... pink ... mmm, wet ...

- Do not fuck my brains, asshole! I only trudge from naturalism!

- I okhuevu from your pussy and I know that you are a cool bitch ...

- Yeah, this is rushing ...

Well, and so on. Petya, too, initially wrote such garbage, but soon he was fed up with it, and he ventured on the arrow in real life with a girl who called Madonna Driem in a chat room, and Lena Kozlova from Butov-Ebutov was in kind. Lena was a thin, short-haired horror story with a flat chest and glasses. She seemed as stunted as Petya.

“I hesitate to undress in front of you,” she said, blushing. - Let's tie your eyes.

- Come on! - Petya agreed, having been delighted that this horror story would disappear for a while from the eye. So did.

Everything further happened silently. Listening to the rustling of clothes, Petya yawned sweetly and even managed to watch out ... He started when Lena asked him to take up her trousers and finally. Further more! Petya growled pretty when he felt a hot wet touch on his dick. He slightly shifted the bandage on his forehead and with a pleasant and at the same time terrible opizdinenie saw his cock in the mouth of Lena. The girl smiled apologetically at his friend and stroked the barrel with her tongue. The guy's head, of course, began to spin, his hands went limp, and his legs became wadded, just like in the restroom at the disco when he was first given to try pussies. The only thing for which he had the strength was to grab the girl by the ears in order to pull her head aside. But waves of bliss clouded the brain and bound the will. - Now you can watch! - Lena whispered, although Peter has long seen everything in detail. Sideways, sideways, they fell onto the bed, and soon Petya saw a girl sitting astride him. In a wet pussy the member was hysterical. And the member was better than ever before! Lena moved her hips so cleverly that a member walked back and forth like a perfectly fitted piston.But the main thing that struck Petya was the sexual organs - they turned out to be pornographic, no matter how twisted and turned. This is not a jerky erotica for you - you need to have strong nerves and iron eardrums so as not to deafen from the uterine champing of the pussy, farting with atmospheric and own cave air. No less than Petya was amazed by the martyrly expression that held down her friend's face. - Is it bad for you, Lena? - Petya asked for order, although at that moment no force would have forced him to interrupt the rider’s brutal torture - let her be bent a thousand times in the saddle from the hellish torments! The girl kept silent. Probably, there simply wasn’t strength - they were just enough to bend over and stick lips in Petina’s likeness of a boob instead of a gag.

... And from that day Petr went for regular fucking. The first school week at the institute, which happened after losing virginity, Petya brazenly missed. The mother, who learned that her son had lost interest in learning, secretly went from her father to the cottage to her son's girlfriend and found the young people studying the next pose. What unpleasantly struck the woman was the huge sexual slit of the girl, who, with such a puny build, convulsed especially noticeably at the time of her death. And so it was: this pussy's pussy was the real pussy — it happens with the “Madonnas driem”, oh, it happens ... Peter immediately told the crying mother that he was getting married and taking academic leave to break up stagnant blood. For all subsequent persuasion of parents to abandon the pernicious undertaking, he did not lean.

... a year has passed. Petya died and fucked everyone who stuttered about the institute. He made up for the lost life experience from the heart - he entered the construction site, sat down on a beer and on a fishing trip, began to mess around with the damn fuck. His mother angrily sawed the daughter in the kitchen:

“All you had to do was to wake up the male principle in Petrush, and not break his life!” Would make virtual love, and everything would be fine ... Lena just kept quiet and smiled.