- So not fair, stop! She screamed.

- What? - Andryushka asked, grunting from pleasure in the water.

- Do not corrupt, - and hit her foot on the floor, - so not fair.

“Send it,” said Victor, but he did not take off his swimming trunks, and in the wake of Andrew jumped into the water, the spray flew in all directions.

Irka blinked, the water rolled around from head to toe, and then the long-awaited party of girls arrived and the boys immediately dissolved. Silence ensued, sometimes mournful, now screams, now laughter, then everything was quiet, just a rhythmic knock of the bench against the wall.

- What are they doing there? - Irka naively asked me.

But in the place of the answer, I pulled her close and kissed her, Irka pulled her leg, jumped up and hugged me by the neck. She loved kissing, could give herself to this activity for hours, she generally loved everything related to sex, loved herself, loved to show off in front of the mirror, stroke herself and get an orgasm for orgasm. She just got real pleasure from sex and did not understand those who scolded or even humiliated, she liked to look at others when they caressed each other, when they kissed, when their bodies merged in love ecstasy. Very often she imagined herself in the place of those who looked at, but she denied same-sex love, no matter it was a woman with a woman or a man with a man, but wrinkled her nose and grumbling said it was not natural, but I didn’t argue with her, I knew that is useless.

Once, Botov's friends, Margarita and Leshka, a funny couple, came to visit us for the new year, they swore eternal love for each other, and they themselves were so unfaithful that they were confused about who and how many, but openly together they never did not say. I knew that Leshka had a mistress, Irka knew that Margarita had lovers, they shared their stories with us, as if they were boasting. That evening, Margarita and I went to the store, they ran out of cigarettes, and in the evening when no one was home, Irka began to undress and I asked why she had no heats, she snorted, and said.

“This is all Leshka, you just left Margarita, and he began to molest me, to kiss, fu,” Irka grumbled, “he nearly raped me.”

- And you? I asked calmly.

I knew Leshka and could not be angry with him at all, it was a huge fellow, taller than me and heavier probably a kilogram by forty, he teaches self-defense lessons at the police school, but the main thing is he is terribly kind, and love is abundant. Irka looked at me, she had already undressed and was ready to go to bed.

- And I ... - Irka giggled, - nearly gave up.

- We prevented? - I asked her cheerfully.

“Saved,” she answered, a little warily.

I know that Irka likes when she is admired, no matter how, where, and sometimes even, importantly, admiration, it was obvious that she was just dragged from it. Therefore, what she said about Leshka I think is true and I think that she herself liked it, because Leshka always said that Irka is beautiful, but he said this only when Margarita was not close, and then Irka and Margarita They started sulking at each other, and knowing this Leshka praised her on special occasions and without witnesses. I’m not jealous Irka for a long time, stupid, I know that she loves me, and it doesn’t matter who she hugs while dancing and who smacking her cheek, she really likes it and probably even I like it because I often looked at her on how someone's hands lay on her hips.

Well, okay about it. The guys returned in a wonderful mood, their faces reddened, they immediately sent the girls back home, Irka took offense, pouted her lips and sat in a corner of the table, pulled a glass of vodka to her, calmly drank it like water and turned away from everyone.

- Irka, you are beautiful, you are the most ..., well, in general, you are the most ... - Victor began to lauche

“They don’t even stand close to you,” grabbed Andrei, Irka pulled her shoulder.

“They're real ugly ones,” continued Victor.

“Why then are you with them?” - turn my head, threw Irka in their direction.

“And we ... always,” Andrei cooed in a drunken voice.

“Ready, always just call me,” Victor added.

Irka narrowed her eyes, and the evil looked at them.

- Males - she threw in their address.

- That's right.

- No doubt.

- We always, that ...

- Recognize and repent ...

- But we can not resist ...

- In general, so ...

She got up and surrounded Irka, began to stroke her shoulders and soak her wet gums.

“You are beautiful ourselves, and this is not being discussed,” Andrei finished his tirade.

Irka turned to them, casually looked at me, smiled, still twitched her shoulders, giggled and said.

- Andryushechka, you can calm me down ...

- And I? - Victor intervened immediately.

“And you too,” and patting his chest, she added, “libertines.”

They sat down on two sides around Irka and began to propose a break, Andryushka poured vodka into her pile and handed it to her, and Victor offered her own, she obviously played with them. Yes, except for vodka and the rest of champagne, we had nothing at all, not even water, let alone chocolate or fruit. Andryushka was a little ponaglee and probably a little more sober, put Irke’s hand on his knee and began to stroke him, in other respects Viktor also did not lag behind, he also strove to stroke her knee. Irka stood up and offered to go into the steam room, said that we hadn’t been there for a long time and asked who would go, agreed, of course, everything.

I got up, straightened the sheet on me, she almost untied and did not fall off me, despite the fact that I had underwear under the sheet, but it was not a swimsuit, it was too frank, not for everyone. While I was straightening and waiting for Victor, Andryushka sat closer and then his hand slid along my leg, under the sheet and reached for the slippers.

“Not a hooligan,” I said, smiling at him.

Andryushka was a kind, trouble-free guy, he often helped me, especially when we moved to a new apartment. Vovka never bought an apartment, we just rented it, it’s already tired, but apartments are expensive and Vovka couldn’t take the money out of circulation yet, it would have influenced the turnover of the company, and therefore had to put up with temporary inconveniences.

However, Andrei did not remove his hands, but only nodded his head, they say I understand, but I can’t do anything with myself. Vovka looked at us, grinned and went after Victor to the steam room.

“Take it away,” I asked him.

“Good,” agreed Andrei, but the hand crawled along the thigh towards the ass.

“Stop being a hooligan, otherwise I will like it,” I said cheerfully, and slipped out of his circle of activity, Andrei almost fell in surprise.

Having looked at him as he would think hard, he is without panties, as I forgot, his pod was weighty, he has changed a lot lately. Andryushka dragged his sheet behind him and began to wind it around the waist, in other matters what his waist was, he was fat, or better to say plump, in general beer belly, a more accurate description. I smiled and playfully, untied my sheets and for a second showed him my underwear, he gasped and immediately sat back on the bench.

“Irka, you hit me,” he said puffing.

- Well, still, - and bending down to him asked, - I am better than them? - I mean those ... Read more →