I never had an outstanding appearance, but the girls liked it with their mind and a solid condescending philosophical approach to everything. Therefore, initially, although I had problems in communicating with the opposite sex, then they all went to the institute as a whole. In general, I was already fed up with romance by that moment, and I behaved quite pragmatically with my girls. I didn’t have a constant friend, but it didn’t hurt me at all, rather, on the contrary, I was pleased - the freedom of choice gave its fruits. In general, those girls with whom I spoke were divided into two classes - with which you can first walk under the moon and finally finish everything in bed, and those with whom you can communicate in principle almost equal, while maintaining mutual predatory interest :) Alena - the sexiest, but at the same time the most bitchy girl in our institute. You know how it happens - when there is one leader in the community, and here it was the female community, and everything is subordinated to it. All the others either cheated on her or were doomed to eternal butting and bullying. Yes, and those who cheated, too, often became victims of various jokes and attacks, if something infuriated Alena. For her, the guys were divided into two categories - losers and those with whom you can still communicate. Alena, in itself, is a pretty girl, but a little spoiled by a mass of cosmetics and fashionable clothes. Let's just say that all her beauty is in her wild sexuality. Such girls as she most often have a special relationship with the male sex. Her boyfriends are either rich, muscular guys in fashionable cars, or, again, non-poor solid adult uncles. At the institute, I always kept myself fairly independent, and our interests rarely overlapped with her. And when they intersected, we rather conducted in a neutral-positive attitude towards each other, that is, we didn’t pay much attention to each other, but we were always on the same side, we could allow us to exchange views on one of the “idiots” stupid ", or just a hoot, but all this was only in the framework of rare common affairs; We never spent our free time in the same company.

I do not belong to the category of majors, I don’t have an expensive car, but lately I began to notice that Alena, somehow as a purely female woman, rarely began to look at me. This of course flattered me, but it did not mean anything definite. Gradually, she very carefully began to try to flirt with me, while always leaving the path of retreat. I was partly interested in it and I gradually got into the game. We met under various pretexts, began to chat about trivialities, but still kept quite independently. The end came quite unexpectedly, within a few days our relationship evolved the word whirlwind. These were not ordinary walks, kisses and romantic conversations. It was predatory sex, conversations in which there was a stinging criticism of losers, joint visits to bars and so on.

One Sunday we gathered for a party at the cottage to one of her friends. Parents left for a few days in another city and all night the grandiose party was supposed to go. It should be noted that Alena and I did not behave like a loving couple. In fact, each of us was an independent star, but the lion's share of time was spent in the same company, in which there was a lot of her and my friends. The evening was in full swing and we went upstairs with her to one of the bedrooms, in which four more girls were sitting. We did not join their company, but sat down separately, where we began to talk on various topics, which systematically shifted to the topic of our relationship. Three girls left somewhere, only one remained with us, who was sitting not far from us and apparently exhausted from the disco and drinks, was preparing to follow those three. We were a little drunk, everything was getting closer to sex, but then Alena just took me aback:

“I want a child,” she declared.

- Yes, but ...

- I want you to make a baby.

- Yes, but how do you imagine it?

- Make a child to her! - said Aliona loudly and pointed to the girl sitting next to her.

Zhenya was sitting next to her, one of those stupid girls who was at the same time quiet and did not have a special mind and appearance. Zhenya was afraid of Alena in panic, and she startled when she heard that we were talking about her.

- Hey! Hey! Take off your clothes - ordered her Alena.

- Come on, fuck her, and then go to me, - she smiled with that smile that always preceded our sexual amusements.

Marrying depressed looked at us. Inside, she trembled with fear and humiliation.

- But I do not want, I do not agree, I can not!

- Hear, you! You do not understand, take off your clothes!

- But no ... I will not ... I can not!

- Do you want me to rot you, lohushka? To all you poke a finger and laugh?

- No, Alain, stop joking, well, joking and hwa, - Eugene replied awkwardly.

- So, if you do not undress now, from tomorrow you will all be Chmyrit, bitch.

Zhenya froze in indecision, she looked miserably at her tormentor. After a couple of seconds, she lowered her hands to the belt buckle on jeans.

- So, take the paper and eat it, and then tomorrow you can not appear on anyone's eyes, - Alena dispersed.

Eugene paused for about fifteen seconds, gazing at Alena, stretched out her hand and took a page torn out of a magazine from the bedside table and brought it to her mouth. A little slow, she tore off a piece from her teeth and made a couple of chewing movements.

- Here now, good! And now lively undress!

The girl unbuckled the belt and the button on the jeans, then gently began to lower them. She was clearly not beautiful, although her figure was less, but still far from ideal. Dark hair, a funny face with a few teen acne, expressionless eyes. She pulled the jeans to the end and stepped over them. White cowards were clearly not of the first grade, lace exaggerated and did not show traces of numerous washes. In general, she was somehow tastelessly dressed. Maybe this is the fault of unnecessarily cheap clothes, and maybe it is in itself. Even her makeup was more spoiling her than painting.

- You can not take off the top, he is not going to caress you! - laughing made a comment Alena.

The girl hesitated a little. Her expression was stupid, but with deep traces of wild fright.

- Come on, why did you get up? - continued predator.

Eugene began to slowly lower the pants. On the inside, the whitish remnants of her dried secretions and yellowish urine spots were visible from the inside. Looks like the girl in all come off at a party, probably aroused a hundred times from the guys - that's just no one with her and did not stir up anything. Yes, and hygiene, although drunk, you need to carefully observe! In general, we can say that she was an unkempt girl, it was visible on trifles, if you look closely - awkwardly lashed eyelashes, carelessly applied tonalka ...

- Get down! - it was addressed to his wife.

- Well, let her, and then to me - I myself am already burning!

Zhenya awkwardly lay down on the bed, spreading her legs a little. Her pubis was shaved, but the nascent irritating bristles made the labia red. Between the two big lips, maroon small ones peeped out, on which her juice glistened interspersed with the remnants of white discharge from the past excitement. She looked at me with interest. I started to lie down gently from above, starting my movement above her from her legs. My nose at some point was fifteen centimeters from her cunt. I felt the spicy smell of a woman mixed with the smell of sweat and urine. This tart smell said that she wants me. My cock rested on her vulva. A little more and I entered it by a quarter. She was wet and hot inside, she had so much juice!

- Let's better her cancer, - said Alena, - she has no such honor!

I came out of Eugene. She herself got up and turned her ass to me, knelt on the bed and arched. My dick was all in her viscous juice.I walked over to her, and again the smell of her cunt struck my nose. I abruptly entered it and started to fuck. I enjoyed the fact that so easily without a condom I fuck a stupid girl just so that she flew from me. I did not think about her pleasure, I just had her. I liked to drive my dick into it. Drops of her juice flowed into my scrotum, on the basis of my penis the remains of her white secretions froze. She snuffled and enjoyed herself too. Alena sat and watched with interest, holding her crotch with her hand. At some point, I finished and felt how the elastic streams of my sperm began to flow into the deck, pour everything inside her. She moaned and arched. I took out a member that was all in a mixture of my sperm and her vaginal discharge. I turned to Alena, a triumphant malevolent smile froze on her face. She came to me, ran her hand into her pants, sat on her knees and took my dick in her mouth. She began to lick and suck it. Then she licked a drop of juice from her scrotum and collected a white mass from the base of my penis from the base of my penis. Eugene, detached, lay on the bed, but watched with interest. In her eyes flashed a light of triumph, toli from the fact that she fucked with me, or from the observation, as Alena, most pripontovannaya, lick the rest on my penis from her, Eugene, pussy. Then Alyona shushed Zhenka so that she could clean, and began to undress ...