Recently, a lot of letters come to my e-mail from you, Dear readers. Someone thanks, someone criticizes. Some people order stories on specific topics related to my personal life. I decided not to pass by these wishes, and to the extent possible, to satisfy them. A certain young lady by the name of Nadezhda asked the other day when, with whom, and under what circumstances, for the first time I “tried on” the role of “dominant male”. I rummaged in memories, and put them in text form. If this question is interesting to someone other than Nadi, you are welcome to get acquainted)

I was a very young man then green, sixteen years old. But my partner already under the thirty "nakapalo." So the age difference was impressive. The girl's name was Marina (not to be confused with the heroine of my other story), and she had a rather close friendship with my older sister.

Marinka was divorced. Tritely did not get along with the spouse. But they managed to maintain good relations. Not least because of the presence of a joint daughter, a five-year Nargiza. Former husband of Marina is a purebred Uzbek, that's why the name is so exotic. Mary lived (as her friends and acquaintances call her) after two houses from us. She worked as a chemical engineer at a metallurgical plant.

Often Nargiza to us the plant, asked my mother to stay with the child. It happened occasionally in the afternoon, if Marina had to go somewhere. And often in the evenings, when the peasants looked at her "at the light". "On a visit", so to say. For a couple of hours, based on known motives. She did not advertise this, of course. Encrypted as best she could. But "you can't hide the awl in the bag," as you know.

A huge number of fans did not surprise anyone. Mary maid was prominent. We with the boys all over the yard "dried". Tall, slender, small chest, but the ass is just a masterpiece. Brown-haired, straight hair, shoulder, as a rule, in the tail on the back of the head collected. I liked her scent wildly, I just went crazy about it. She always used the same perfume. The name of the perfume, I now do not remember, but then I knew.

The girl often talked to my older sister to peep, and I looked at her surreptitiously. I always tried to see the edge of the panties, which, often, treacherously (and sometimes deliberately) from the jeans at the level of the loins are knocked out. Seeing their edge, he began to think of a thong on it, or ordinary panties.

Once in the summer, on a weekday, the bell of our city phone rang. Parents were at work. Both sisters went on vacation at sea. Therefore, I picked up the phone and heard Marina’s agitated voice. She asked if there was anyone else at home besides me. Having received a negative answer, she hesitated a little, and then bashfully asked if I could look after sleeping Nargiza.

She herself to work urgently cause. Some rare reagents were brought, and without its approval, these chemicals cannot be sent to production. She needs to make some kind of test, and to make a conclusion about the allowable rate of something there, to do something. I absolutely do not hack in all this crap, because the details of past ears missed. I understood the most important thing - I had to go to her house.

Needless to say that I “flew out of the bullet” to the aid of the object of my lust. Shorts, T-shirt, beach slippers - and on the way out. After a couple of minutes, pressed her doorbell button. Marina opened the door, and it seemed to me that I had a hot fever. The heat of her beauty and sexuality. Despite the fact that Mary was very simply dressed. A short cream-colored skirt, a white blouse, open shoes with heels. Minimum makeup, only eyeliner.

But she seemed so seductive to me that I was even embarrassed and, boyishly silly, dropped my eyes to the floor. With horror I felt how I was blushing.In general, a complete collapse. And this despite the fact that I have not been a virgin for quite a while, having tasted sexual pleasures in the summer camp (I was also asked to write about this case, and I will certainly satisfy this request later).

Fortunately for me, Marina was in a hurry, and she had no time to look at me. Yes, and the desire to inspect me, probably absent. Even if the rush was not observed. Downstairs at the entrance it was already waiting for a company car. Therefore, she handed me a bunch of keys to the front door, and in her other hand she thrust a piece of paper with a telephone that had to be called in case of unforeseen circumstances. The paper was accompanied by 5,000 soums (about 5 dollars at the rate of that time). "On Beer," as she explained.

It is difficult to imagine a surge of enthusiasm that happened to me at this moment. I was literally taken aback by the thought that she, as an adult, perceives me! Not like a child, no! The child on the ice cream money would be thrust. And they left me for BEER! Like a mature guy! I was happy. Marinka did not notice this spectrum of emotions as well as all the other metamorphoses that occurred to me. She screamed on the move that she would be back in two hours and flew off to work with a flying gait. I stood at the open door, listening to the sound of her heels on the concrete stairs. Then he closed the castle, and headed inland.

"Apartments" at Marina were three-room. Living room, nursery and her bedroom. Inside the last I have never been. And indeed in this apartment was not a frequent guest. Mostly only when my help was needed. And for a couple of celebrations came when my entire family was invited. Because I just disassembled from curiosity. I really wanted to see the bed on which selected men fucked the queen of my erotic fantasies. I looked into the room - nothing special.

A wardrobe, a chest of drawers with drawers, a dressing table filled with cosmetics, and other women's products. And, directly, the bed. Usual sovdepovskaya dvuhpalka, covered with a veil of the same era. The room is clean, bright, cozy. I looked around, feeling that the pervert who is awake is waking up in me to this day (in the good, adequate sense of the word "pervert"). His gaze focused on the dresser, which pulled me to him, like a magnet.

Opened one of the drawers. He looked inside, and was stunned. Like in the "Tretyakov Gallery" lingerie fell. A whole heap of my goddess's panties! About a similar find, at that age, I could only dream. He began to greedily sort them out, inspecting the variegated colors of “tea cups”, “shorts”, “thongs” and ordinary “briefs”. Spin-twirl them in their hands. Cuddled to the nose, trying to catch "her" flavor. But it was all in vain. The underwear was conscientiously washed, it smelled of cleanliness and detergent.

Nevertheless, I was excited thorough. "Checker" in the pants "smoke" without ceasing. At the same time, it threatened to explode, and to destroy with the blast wave all life in a radius of ten kilometers, no less. As a boy I was peaceful, I didn’t want to kill innocent people, and didn’t want any other living creatures. Because lowered shorts to the knees, releasing the curly "Mustang" (curly because at the time did not shave anything, "adult thickets" pubic was very proud and strand every hair). My “foal”, rearing up, was immediately “saddled” with his left hand, and professionally admitted to the pre-orgasmic state.

Periodically, I wrapped the stiff trunk in miniature red panties, chosen by me for this purpose not by chance, but in honor of the fact that it was in them that Marina must have “given” more than once or twice to them. This thought unbelievably stirred me up. Such arousal for a long time did not have to experience. To jerk a member wrapped in a real young woman's panties - this was a completely new thing for me. I really liked both the physical and psychological sensations associated with this process.

For the time being, everything went just fine. But only up to that moment, until a real catastrophe occurred.It happened at that very moment when I was about to quietly walk to the dressing room, and as usual “drain” my “zinger” into the toilet. At the age of 16 I and ...