Part 1 https://www.eroticspace.info/story/2012-07-26/glaza-amura-nachalo.html
Yegor had been thinking for quite a long time about what was happening with him the day before yesterday. He came to the cafe to smoke hookah with friends, and it all ended in Valentina's bed. Because of the neighbor, I had to leave without completing the matter. Valentine asked for more, but in the end, she had to remain lying naked on the bed alone. Egor was sitting on the first pair and wondered how it happened that he could touch up Valechka with one look. He still refused to believe in fairy tales about the eyes of Cupid, which could explain everything, but, of course, not in a completely rational way. Before his eyes still hung a picture in which he kisses Valya, pressing against the cold door of the entrance of her house. Then the touch of the ass with his hand, the staircase, the door of the apartment, and a few dozen frames on which he makes love to her. Almost two days passed, and Valya did not even write to him. But she whispered in his ear, they say, let's come again. What does this work out? - Egor thought. On Saturday evening, she clung to me with her hands, dragged me into her logs and fucked me, and on Sunday, as if she did not know each other. That's the paradox.
- Hey, Egorchik, - interrupted his thoughts his friend Diman. That vanilla went, ”he told Egor, pointing to the blonde in a tight white dress. New dress sexy, - he added. What do you think?
Egor did not answer, just looked at her with an eager look and smiled at Diman.
“Vanilla cunt,” Diman brazenly called her.
The girl in question was called Light. People like her are said very simply - a decorated doll. But for all that, Sveta was a beautiful doll with white skin, like milk, and long blond hair. She had very beautiful blue eyes, and always pink lips. She always wore light-colored clothes, emphasizing her beautiful figure, for which she was nicknamed “vanilla”. On this day, she was, as always, sex-saw from which side do not look. Her new dress of beige tones ended just below the buttocks, emphasizing the rounded shape of her juicy ass, and exposing the thin legs, which were worn white sandals. There were white rings in the ears, a golden brunet around his neck, and a white glam watch on his hand. Sveta “Vanilla”, walked past the green board, turning her eyes to almost all the guys, and sat down beside a large Armenian.
“They are fucking,” said Diman quietly. - Arshak fuck her, I was told.
Yegor presented how this bright vanilla girl groans when a hairy Armenian enters her. He imagined how she takes his cock in her mouth and sucks him with her eyes closed. Yegor almost drooled from these thoughts.
“That's right, Mitsubishi,” said Diman, displeased. In my top five, probably, would not have sat down.
A member of Egor stood up, looking at how the "vanilla" clings to Arshak, and he lowers his hand on her knee and strokes him. At this moment in him the desire to fuck this blonde awoke, but how? Well, if I have Amur's eyes, he thought and almost laughed, which helped me to put Valya, then they will work with Sveta. I just need to meet her eyes and think about how to fuck her - it's simple. I do not lose anything.
Three hours later, Egor, in the company of friends, sat in the dining room, ate buckwheat porridge, from which he was already sick, and watched the vanilla, which sat a little further with his boyfriend and a couple of other guys. She had no friends, so she was most often seen in the company of guys. The guys constantly told something and joked, and Sveta only smiled, trying to look as seductive as possible, which she did well. She constantly twisted sponge into a tube, crossed her legs and played eyes.
- Do they let her in a circle? - asked Dimon Egor. See how many there are.
Yegor had already thought of this idea quite often. There were no geniuses among these guys, but all of them were at least able to pass the exam on their own. "Vanilla" could not remember more than three sentences in a row.When she tried to answer something, straining all her few convolutions of the brain, then everyone quietly laughed at her and called her a stupid chicken, or a painted dumbass, or a glamorous fool. Sveta really was stupid like a cork.
“Finally,” muttered Yegor, seeing that the “vanilla” got up from its place and went to the side of the buffet. Having bought there some kind of cake, she returned directly to meet Yegor, who was already waiting for her to meet his eyes. As Sveta approached, Egor began to fantasize that he was in bed with her, gently kissed her, then caressed her chest ... Sveta was already a meter away from him. Egor shifted slightly to the right, so that she buried him. It worked! "Vanilkka" stopped in front of him and looked into his eyes. Egor immediately imagined how he, naked in his apartment, enters it, she clings to the pillows and moans. Eshchep aru short scenes of sex and before his eyes Light with a cake in his hands.
“Sorry,” he says quietly and leaves. After walking a couple of meters, he looks back and sees how “vanilla” is mocking his hips sexually, even more exciting his trunk.
***
Did it work or not? - asks Yegor himself, sitting on the fourth and last pair for today. But how to find out? He continues to look into the back of the vanilla sitting below him, a few meters away. After a moment, he notices how she turns in his direction, looks up, smiles and turns away.
I have already seen somewhere, thought Yegor. Valya was staring at me in a cafe, but then she could not stand it and invited me to walk.
After listening to some of the most boring lectures, writing down a couple of tons of text in a notebook, and having heard enough of the vulgarities from Dimon, Yegor headed for the exit. After walking a few hundred meters, going down to the first floor, he saw a vanilla hugging Arshak in the company of the same guys. A few minutes later they left, and Yegor remained standing, to follow the reaction of Sveta. He purposely walked past her, caught her gaze and stopped. Another couple of fantasies, where he fucks her like a dog, and then makes him suck his dick. Vanilla's eyes looked at Egor, but the girl herself was silent. Last chance, thought Egor, and began to imagine how he takes it right at the institute. Having pressed her to the information stand, he raises her dress and, without removing her panties, but only pushing them aside, inserts his member.
“Yegor,” he hears her squeaky voice.
- What?
“Stop staring at me like that!”
- How? - he wonders.
- Like now. You think I do not see, and how are you shooting at me?
- I do not stare, really, Light.
- You look at my chest.
How not to look at her, thought Yegor, because she asks to be outside.
“No,” answered Yegor nevertheless.
Sveta came closer to him, he even began to smell her perfume.
“You undress me with your eyes,” she whispered.
“No, listen,” began Yegor.
- Do you want me? She asked, interrupting him.
Yegor reddened all over, swallowed saliva and confidently answered:
- Not.
- Right? - asked Sveta, twisting her lips into a tube. I see you want me, ”she said in a whisper, making Egor blush even more. Come on, she continued, I need help with mathan. Help me and I cry.
This is not what I expected, thought Egor, who assumed that the “vanilla”, like Valya, would just like to take a walk. He did not expect that she would offer him her body in exchange for solving the problems of matan. Or maybe it's not the eyes of Cupid? Maybe she's just a whore?
- Do you understand what you are talking about? - asked Egor.
- Do you disdain? - asked ...
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