The door opened a pretty girl of twenty. She did not ask who he was and why he came to her. In her eyes read a slight surprise and interest at the same time. After a pause, the girl opened the door completely and walked back into the hallway. I entered. For all this time, none of us said a word.

I looked at her questioningly, without ceasing to study. Blonde, brown eyes, medium height, curvaceous and at the same time quite slim, dressed in a light blue dress. The girl, catching my gaze and again hesitating a little, went around me, closed the door and again appeared before me. It was evident that she hesitates. However, after a couple of seconds, she gathered her courage and smoothly turned, standing in my profile. While I was enjoying the smoothness of the lines of her body, the girl arched and leaned against the wall, as if letting someone pass by in a narrow corridor. Having nestled against the wall with her breasts, she, however, bent very beautifully and stuck out everything that was below the waist.

I came closer and stood behind her. My palms themselves laid on her gorgeous ass. Sensing this, she bent even more - so much so that she buried her hollow between the buttocks in my pants. I instinctively leaned forward and made her feel all the hardness of my penis. The girl barely audibly purred. The next move was for her. But will she decide?

“I ... I want to touch your ... dick ...” she barely heard.

- BUT? - I pretended not to hear.

“Let me touch your dick,” she said, much more confidently.

- Now, cutie.

I, without taking off my jacket and without taking off my shoes, unbuckled my belt and my fly and slightly lowered my jeans along with my underpants. Taking her right hand, I put my instrument in there. The girl, without turning around, grabbed the barrel member and slightly squeezed it. I do not know what she felt at that moment - perhaps a strong excitement, mixed with no less strong embarrassment. But one thing was immediately apparent: the girl, as well as me, was in a kind of half-sleep, and only my pulsating organ in her tender fingers brought her back to reality, forcing you to believe that everything that happens is not the fruit of her girlish dreams, but quite the opposite.

My turn. I take my dignity out of her hand and tuck back into my jeans. “Get down,” I whisper in her ear. She pulls out her delicious ass even more. But I force her to bend over and over again, and finally, I achieve the desired result: the girl now stands not only obscenely, but already on the verge of the laws of physics. Satisfied, I kneel and look under her dress. You shouldn't break it up - the whole stunning panorama is visible as well: beautiful white lace panties are struggling to close the gap. I bring my face close to the matter and with pleasure I inhale the unique girlish fragrance, the power of which indicates that my girlfriend is excited and quite a long time ago.

I put three fingers on a strip of panties and begin to gently massage her. I hear a deep breath. I continue pushing harder and harder, alternately paying attention to the soft external lips, then the entrance to the vagina, then the neck of the clitoris. The girl breathes no longer deeply, but often intermittently. The white strip is no longer white - it is completely blackened by abundant juices. Suddenly I stop, remove my hand and ... with a sharp movement I pull off the lace panties to the knees.

The girl gasps. I swiftly pripadayu mouth to her womb. For exactly ten seconds, I enjoy her treasure, then strongly pull my panties up and get up ...

I met Tanya on the Internet, in ICQ. I came to her - I just wanted to chat. Having shown, however, remarkable foresight, I chose a girl from my city. She turned out to be more sociable than I expected, we exchanged photos and started ... yes no, nothing started. Gradually, we forgot about the existence of each other. But one day, after a few months, she again reminded herself.We again chatted in ICQ, but this time I didn’t stand on ceremony and turned to a favorite topic of conversation with girls - love and sex. To my surprise, she did not shy away from talking about this problem, and very soon we knew for sure: if there is love, who, when and why, lost her virginity, and how many partners had.

It turned out that we have almost the same views on sex, we both love freedom in relationships (intimate and not so). Both she and I adore new meetings, the knowledge of new people, both in a moral and in a purely physical sense. However, she was not always lucky - often selfish people came across who, in sex, sought to get pleasure only for themselves. Therefore, Tanya was surprised by such a natural thing for me as altruism in sex. In the end, our conversation inexorably rested on the fact that we want each other and just have to meet. We discussed it more than one day, but every time something stopped her, but I did not want to put pressure on her. I note that I had a constant girlfriend, and Tanya generally met with whom she wanted, and sometimes with several.

Thus, the main purpose of our meeting was not walking under the moon, but sex in its purest form. We purposely outlined for ourselves this circle of our relations in order to be safe from their possible revaluation. But all meetings were not. Already by my will.

The fact is that although our acquaintance was very unusual, and only one thought that one could come and fuck a girl who knew only a couple of photos, but ... I knew that all the unusualness of our relationship would disappear quickly already after several, even very stormy, dates, and our novel will turn into the most ordinary. Although not - not a novel, but rather long-term "friendly" sex. Yes, this is unusual, but I lacked both her and some acuteness in the relationship.

And then it dawned on me. Remember your childhood. Have you never played erotic games? To a doctor, a photographer, mom and dad, etc. Remember how you were having fun and interesting. But we are getting older and we completely forget about that furious energetic feed that could revive fading sexual relations with each passing day. Naturally, the level of these games should be high enough, they should not be a single gram of falsehood. But very often the spouses are not able to confess their secret desires to each other, and this unnecessary modesty and modesty to anyone reduce all the excitement in the sex to nothing.

I admit, I myself was a little constrained with my girlfriend and didn’t open my soul to her, especially since she didn’t share my views on sex (for example, on freedom in it). And then - such a chance. Tatiana and I used the fact that we were far from each other and easily revealed the most intimate details of our life, our desires, our lust.

Therefore, the next our virtual meeting, I suggested to the interlocutor to play the game. I came up with the rules, they were unusual, but very simple. It was necessary to certainly meet (for example, at her home) and do ... No, not necessarily having sex. It was necessary in advance to make a detailed plan for our meeting: all the words that we say to each other, all the gestures that we do, all the actions that we will do. Each time we had to play a new play or film production, if you like. Have you ever wanted love or sex to be like a movie? Here I am about the same.

At first, Tanya did not like my idea. Why such difficulties when you can normally meet and sleep? Why this fictional, it is not known for what viewers, the play of two amateur actors, while in it and you can not get to sex? Anyway, in the first series. And maybe even in the second.

My reasons were as follows. Meet and fuck - once, the other, the third - we will be bored after two weeks. Now imagine that there are two almost completely strangers and ...

... girl sighs. I swiftly pripadayu mouth to her womb. Exactly ten seconds, I enjoy ...