I put my hand between her lap. The hint was clear. We touched each other with our lips and huddled closely. I groped a condom in tights, Dasha pulled it. I turned Dasha on the stomach, and he fell in behind. He stroked her buttocks and unwittingly remembered the picture in the bathroom. I remembered those wet reddish Alina’s buttocks. Some strange feeling struck me again. Then I parted her berries and shoved into the anus.

“Ay,” she shouted all over the room, but having reconciled herself to her fate, she calmed down. I squeezed her ass with my thighs and was really serious. Again and again came the juicy buns of my innocent guest. Soon the beast subsided. I threw the used condom on the floor and lay flat next to Dasha. She still mumbled something, they say, she does not like in the ass or something like that. I was not care. I already fell asleep.

***

I woke up, it's worth noting, early. Without lifting Dasha, I quietly got up and left. Xenia was sleeping alone, but I clearly remembered that Vitya had molested her. Surely, Dasha’s cries brought him in and he decided to send the fervor back on track. I looked at Xenu sleeping: she was as beautiful as her sister. I think I would not refuse to jump under her blanket even now. But you need to know when to stop.

I did not want to go home right away. Went to Sasha. The door was opened to me, oddly enough, Andryukha. As it turned out, after our departure, they still ordered a couple of pizzas and bought alcohol. Tradition is a tradition! I found a cola in the fridge. Sucking a drink through the neck, I told the guys, because of what Dasha and I had a falling out. I also hurried to note (albeit omitting the details) that we were already reconciled. Lifting my spirits, as well as eating a couple of cold pieces of pizza, I went home.

At first glance it seemed to me that nobody was at home. Empty rooms. Even in the kitchen, where usually mom fumbled, even in the hall, where the father did not miss a single football match. Without a steam felled by the pan and a working television, the apartment seemed lifeless. I slammed the door of the refrigerator and went into the shower. Before doing anything, it was necessary to wash away the traces of depravity and porlaxirovat under flowing water. Then he jumped out of the bath and, tying a towel around his belt, applied foam to the bristles. Suddenly a door creaked from his back and someone stepped into my chambers. In the mirror, I saw Alina's magnificent head of hair. I had so many times managed to imagine this scene - when we finally meet with her after yesterday - but I did not think about the winning tactics of behavior. Alina looked even more severe than yesterday. At first she wanted to run out and slam the door, but then changed her mind and threw the angry:

- Appeared, finally! Single handed person!

For this tone, I even turned around. I continued to look at her as if she was crazy.

- Single-handed? - I pointedly raised an eyebrow.

- Yes single-handed. And what is it called when a person does not even think about others - just leaves in the middle of the night, not looking at the news, and does not tell anyone. And his relatives and friends should be tormented and guess where he had gone ...

- This is who from relatives wondered where I went? - I went to the counterattack, however, I was not so hysterical. Alina settled down, could not find the words, ran her eyes across the tiled floor. - Dad? - I was waiting for her reaction. - Or mom? - in fact, I wrote a text message to them even at night, that I was drinking with friends and would be back only in the morning. But then Alina could not stand it:

- And what, only parents can think of you? - she returned to her dilemma and chose an alternative outcome: she slammed the door. I pulled the panties and rushed after her.

I found her in the room where they settled. She lay on the bed, face down on a pillow, and roared. From under the nightie — and she was right in her — tanned legs peered out. I came closer. Whether she noticed me or not is hard to know.At least she pretended not, but in the meantime, the whimper became quieter. I sat on the bed and put my hand on her shoulder. The crying stopped, and instead of screaming and banging me with her fists, she sat down meekly. Strands of hair enveloped her face, stuck to fresh tears. I have not seen her eye. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her to my chest. She gave way. I thought for a long time what to say. But, you see, not very long, because I uttered a clear and weighty:

- women!

Alina immediately started up. Otpryanula wildly glanced at me. She was probably ready to go on the offensive.

“I was with my friends,” I said meekly.

- But why did you go there in the middle of the night ?! - she began.

“Because ...” I thought to tell her the truth or not. Of course, it would be possible to stretch the porn story for a couple of hours. Like, I met a beautiful and smart girl. Everything was fine with us, until one day she was so smart as to leave me alone. Then I went for a walk with the lads well and muddied with Dasha. After that, throughout the parental leave, I searched and found the objects of my desire. All this time I fucked the girls right and left. Even with the same Dasha, I have an unwritten contract to provide me with sex services under any circumstances and at any time. Then you came, and my sex-entertainment stopped. Well, I could not stand the pressure from your irresistible sexual appearance and went to fuck Dashka at night ... But I decided to cut it all down to one phrase: - Because I felt bad yesterday and I decided to relax.

- It was bad for him, - Alina smiled. - Is it easy for me? So you knock into the bathroom without knocking. You put me in an awkward position. Then you do not admit guilt and put me out of yourself. And after all this, you run like a boy out of the house in the middle of the night, and I, therefore, should sit and be nervous if something happened to this fool ...

I could not stand it any longer: I grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her to me. She all kicked, hustled, tried to escape, but all in vain. I stroked her curly hair. Kissed on the cheek. Tried to reassure. Her fervor began to fade away. In addition, it is worth noting from her pleasantly smelled. I was already fooling around and threw her on my back and began to tickle. She burst into a ringing laugh. She twitched, tossed and turned. Her bare knees, and after them, hot thighs crawled out from under the edges of her nightie. And only the beige corner of her panties remained covered with clothing. We frolicked. Her girlish genuine laughter filled the room and my heart demanding love. Our faces were so close. I caught her ready, but slightly surprised look. “Stop!” I said to myself and recoiled.

I went to the kitchen. Nazkoryak fried sausages. Poured egg ingredients on the pan. Put brewed tea. Five minutes later, a delicious, but high-calorie breakfast was already on the tray. I entered her room. The bed was already made. Alina, after washing herself, changed her clothes: pulled on leggings, a T-shirt, gathered her hair in a ponytail. From the screen of the TV on us the leader of a famous culinary show stared. We sat down to breakfast. The parents, as it turned out, did not just disappear in an unknown direction, but went to book a table in a restaurant - Alina and her mother flew off tomorrow. The heart reared a familiar pain. It began to come to me that after a long time it grew again with a warm feeling for my old girlfriend. I will miss her.

Alina refused to go with her parents, citing ill feeling. Her mother was worried, but Alina still sent her with friends to the city. Moreover, they had to go to the market and buy some local souvenirs and gifts. I felt an injection of conscience: it was because of me that she remained. I reached out and removed the gum from her hair: her chestnut strands dissolved and fell over her shoulders. Alina looked at me questioningly.

- I like it better! - I replied, without interrupting the meal.

She smiled. But besides some joy and embarrassment from overt flattery, there was something else. It was in the smile of the mouth, and in the shine of the eyes. I could not understand what it is. I'm loud ... Read more →