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sipped the cooled tea and stared at her. It would be foolish to deny that in the time since our last meeting, she had become prettier. And I do not mean only the roundness of her intimate zones. Of course, now her buttocks and breasts had frankly feminine forms. Such a girl was not a sin at night. But with the maturing of her body, her face also matured. She was as good as before, but it was this femininity that added to her traits of refinement, grace, grace, maturity. Meanwhile, her cheeks were flushed. I was probably frantically embarrassed by my gaze.

- What? - Finally, she could not resist and asked.

Instead of any words, I wrapped my arms around her, burying my nose into the cascade of her hair. A pleasant smell filled my receptors. I took a deep breath, and then pulled Alina down. We flopped on the sofa. At first she was a little freaked out, but then burst into a pleasant laugh. She shoved, laughed, warm breath tickling my neck. I leaned a little to one side and looked at her again. She lay on my hands. Hair spread over the pillow and bedspread. Her hands either rested, or held my shoulders. There was still a smile on her lips, her eyes were wide open and aimed at me. Sparkle ran. I felt I could not be wrong. Bending over her face, I kissed her on the lips. Alina clenched her jaws, not letting me go, but having mastered herself, she rushed into my arms. We lay and kissed. Forgetting past insults. Forgetting friendships. Forgetting obligations and vices. We lay and rejoiced at the moment. Andnothingelsematters.

I lay on my side, laying likewise her. My palms hugged her frail back, stroking her shoulders. Her nostrils greedily smelled her. One thigh I put between her legs, feeling how tightly she squeezed it with his own. Then my hand slipped in the direction of her sweet ass. After the experience gained, the maneuver turned out to be extremely reflexive. Slip deftly, even imperceptibly. Slid extremely confident. As if it could not be otherwise. For me, the maneuver is already beaten, for Alina, whose erogenous zone no one had touched before, is alarming and at the same time soothing. I felt her muscles tighten as soon as she realized where my arm was resting. After a couple of moments, she relaxed: you see, she decided that these hands can be fully trusted. Honestly, I had no idea what she was thinking. Yes, I was not particularly puzzled. Then I pulled her to me: supposedly the hand was on her hips solely for that purpose. Fingers squeezed soft flesh. Alina gasped from surprise and arrogance of my act.

I felt the passion embracing her virgin body. Like burning desire, liberates her gut. She squeezed my leg even more with my hips. It seems that the inevitable processes below the tummy made themselves felt. Suddenly she bit my lip. Bitten playfully. Bitten slyly. Tried to provoke me. And this angel, it turns out, is ready to become fallen! My hand stroked her thigh. The second supported her head. Alina dug her fingers into my shoulders, my chest. She wanted this - I knew for sure. I will not lie, I wanted her no less. I no longer saw in her the little girl I had known once before. Now she was the object of my sexual desire. Same as Dasha and Xenia, as Katya and Natasha, as Sveta and Lerka. Only much more comely. In addition to desire, I felt feelings for her. Feelings are sincere. Feelings that have become alien to me. And yet these were not the feelings that I once felt for my ex.

Hand strove to get under her leggings. Touch her flesh. And then ... But something was holding me back.The passion that swept our heads was not enough to cross this line. The hand went up. She stroked her shoulders, neck, accidentally touched the roundness of the chest. Alina jerked: such obvious rudeness seemed to her new. I was going crazy. The beast that woke up in me wanted to take possession of an innocent girl right there. Drink all the juices. Take her forcibly, rudely, disgustingly. The mind acted in defiance of the instincts - he was holding back his ardor, saying, it’s not time yet. I could hear her intermittent breathing. She was overcome by fears and uncertainties. What will happen if she succumbs and crosses the line between innocence and vice ?!

My hand slipped under her T-shirt. As soon as my fingers touched her skin, she jerked. I bit her lip and then licked her tongue. Alina wrapped her arms around my neck and, with all her strength, pulled me to her - as a sign of trust. Feeling surged in a new wave. Without noticing myself, I moved my hand lower and lower, bypassing the elk gum. Fingers felt soft silk panties. My friend, who had already languished from the inappropriate behavior of his master, rested against Alina's pubis. I was a little embarrassed: the rest of the awkwardness was wasted during my sexual adventures - now the erection did not seem to me such a shameful thing. However, my hand did not have time to achieve anything significant - there was a click in the door well. Returned, rustling packages, parents.

We, like some youngsters, ran to the corners. Alina tried to bring her appearance in order: she straightened her hair, pulled off her T-shirt, pulled up leggings (so much so that her pants clearly eased and pulled up her delicious buttocks - my friend did not want to go to bed). She glanced at me. I smiled back. We slowly left the room, as if we didn’t do anything like that. The next time we happened to be alone, an insurmountable wall again stood between us after what happened. I wanted so much to tell each other. I wanted to rush into the arms. I wanted to do something, something extraordinary. Not amenable to simple logic. Instead, we hesitated like schoolchildren.

In the evening, was coming to the restaurant. Farewell dinner. Overseas delicacies. Live music. Great mood. All this was not enough for complete emotional balance. While my parents were passionate about hot, I managed to take Alina to the side - to the dance floor, where the three of couples in love were spinning without us. We joined. Alina was still in a shy state, so typical of girls. I took the fate into my own hands. Brought his lips to her ear and whispered:

- This night. When everyone goes to bed. I will be waiting for you in my room.

“Extremely straightforward” - I thought. But how else? This was the last opportunity to be alone with us.

We returned home around midnight. Our guests went to take a shower. I have to get up early tomorrow. We had more, as it should, sleep. I followed the ladies into the bathroom too. More in the evening Alina and I did not say a word. I wondered if she would come. Standing under the shower, I comprehended all the roughness of his phrase. She sounded too bored after today's caresses on the bed. As soon as the footage slipped through my mind, the warrior regained its former power. “But I have never jerked off in my heart!” Came to me. “How about a debut ?!” But the thought of masturbating at a girl I could say I had a crush on seemed disgusting to me. I never masturbated on my ex. But we had a long past with her. I did not dare to drive a bald man. Maybe tomorrow, when Alina will be far away and her feelings will subside. But I already knew that if I wanted to get rid of the itch, I will visit the duty ass. I will drag her to bed and imagine that it is not Dasha under me, but she. She is the most.

When I left the bathroom, the lights were turned off in all the rooms. Everyone was asleep. I walked into my room at ease, first hoping to look at the door leading to the bedroom. Climbing under the covers, I waited. Seconds flowed like a clock.Minutes were slower than weeks. I lost count of the time when my anxious mind fell into the power of sleep. I fell into his sweet captivity. Dreamed of something painfully pleasant. Hugs warm evening. The aroma of the bakery. A serene wind swayed ... Read more →

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