- boy-handsome how many girls sigh ...

These words from the song, belonging to one famous singer, very clearly characterize my best friend named Oleg.

Of course, you say: - there is no friendship between a man and a woman! Do not powder us brains Masha!

What are you, ladies and gentlemen, I did not think about how to deceive you. Maybe we would have some close relationship with Oleshka (I would certainly not mind it), but ... He is a virgin, Yes - yes, the guy is almost 20 years old and he is not there and not here, and nowhere at all. And all because a romantic to shizy and waiting for his one and only. I do not blame him, no ... It's a shame just that he will not get to me (and I will secretly say I really like to be the first). I have a chill down my back when he hugs me and kisses my cheek goodbye, and in shorts it becomes so languid and hot ... Something I noticed, let's get closer to the body.

Our artistic director ebnulo head swim across the Volga, and then stop in some small town and go hiking. I honestly are not thrilled with all these events, but my favorite bitch Nastya subtly hinted that our beloved would go there and she, too, would like to frolic with him.

Light jealousy settled in my heart and I decided to get the night with him at all costs. Believe me, my dear, there is something to take. A tanned pumped-up body, 6 cubes, beautiful manly features - all this made the girl's heart beat faster and the body burned with desire.

Finally, the day of departure. I did not take a lot of things, in contrast to Nastya, who scored a whole bundle of thongs, cosmetics, and other women's items, and dragged it all on herself with an unhappy look. I have nothing against blondes, but in this situation I turned out to be more cunning, pushing Alexander Ivanovna (our artistic director) to accommodate Oleshka and me in one cabin. I made puppy eyes and tearfully talked about how I have loved him for a long time, literally from kindergarten, and that I would fall into the arms of Mother Volga if she interfered with my feelings for him. She just smiled and said that everything was a bundle, so long as we were only quiet at night. The floor of the case has been done, now the most important and interesting remains.

It was getting dark. We quietly floated downstream and admired the wonderful pink and lilac sunset. It was quite warm, I was wearing a denim short skirt and a white open top without straps. I sit enjoying the weather, drink beer, throwing my legs on board, and then our beauty Anastasia looms in a cocktail dress, in heels and with Oleg at hand. And behind them is still the trio of his fans, constantly pursuing him.

I think: Okay, okay, girlfriend, I have a whole night ahead. In the meantime, I will follow you out of the corner of my eye. At this time, Nastya casually winds her blond curls around her finger and offers Oleg champagne. Refuses. Haha, my fool, you won't be able to spoil him, stronger than kefir and kvass, this young man does not use anything. Nastya slightly inflates sponge, but does not give up. The game continues. At this time I am finishing my can of beer and pretending to admire my tanned legs.

- Oleg, you know, this is so romantic ... Sunset, Volga, champagne, we ..., - Nastya purrs sweetly, moving closer to him. Three girls (fans) at the next table whispering angrily and something is written in a notebook.

- Nastya, you're cute, but I'm not ready for a relationship right now, I'm sorry, we're just friends with you, - all of us are so honest and untouchable Oleg retired to our cabin.

- He is not ready, my God, poor thing. And what is he ready to do with the little one? - I snorted to myself, and she quietly left the place of the girlfriend’s failed meeting. Nastya rotten looked at me in a trace, and then disappeared in an unknown direction.

I took a shower, turned into a towel, and all that, smelling like vanilla and chocolate, went to “sleep”.But we all know that ...) Pr Пnz was already lying in his bed-place lazily and pompously reading Pelevin with a very intelligent look. When I entered, his eyes furtively slid over my figure and at that very same moment he again looked into the book.

- Why do not you sleep? Today was a hard day, - I started the conversation.

- Everything is fine.

- Yeah.

The conversation did not go well. I felt like I was tired for this whole day. My eyes were treacherously stuck together, but it was not for nothing that I had uncleanly shaved my pussy after all!

- What are you reading?

- Empaer Ve.

Well, I saw his sexy gaze directed over the pages.

- Yes, it is quite. I kept thinking about the meaning of the term “Top of Fuji” in this book ... Do you also have your own peak that you want to achieve in the future?

He began to say something. And I looked at his mouth, at how his lips move. It seems to me a little bit to the head from a dark beer, because at the peak of his clever sayings, I approached him, bent down and kissed him on those very lips, and even slightly stroked his tongue.

- Is that what you just did? Oleg was surprisingly calm.

- Kissed you. What is not clear?

- Why did you do it, Masha?

“Because I want to have sex with you, dear,” I realized that I was already frowning over and carrying some absolute nonsense.

I do not remember how I was right under him.

The forces finally left me, but I automatically stuck my hand into his underpants and with pleasant delight already felt the member ... His strong hands gave me pleasure, but everything was somehow not smooth and not comfortable at all. We are almost like 5 years old friends and there it is. I even somehow got sick, from the side of all these clumsy caress looked probably just ridiculous. However, my hero did not think to stop. Selflessly zamkay one hand with my chest, the second he tried to insert his penis.

“Let's help,” I sighed.

Further episode did not squeeze out a single drop of erotica. Although you can count the sperm on my stomach, but perhaps. At that moment I became completely disgusted.

“I was fine,” whispered Oleshka. My dear, my beloved, but this is not mine.

After these words, he turned off the light, lay down and buried himself in the wall.

To say that I was hurt - not to say anything. I flew out of the dark cabin, mumbling something about the pedril and the pathological virgin. It was completely dark on the deck and only the Volga was pleasantly noisy below. Nastya was still sitting outside and finishing off a bottle of champagne. I felt very sad and lonely at heart.

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