New Year was celebrated with Lenka and Boris. Lenka is my closest friend, and Boris is her husband. Boredom. Not only there is no one to get laid on the side, but even to flirt - Lenka looks like a wolf if I'm starting to flirt with Genka.

Everything changed when the house suddenly turned out the light, immediately after the zero hours. But as we say, it was with us. This is me about fireworks. We took the champagne, salute bags and went outside. Darkness! All the nearby cottages were without light, as all the lights went out. Only the light of mobiles flashed behind the elegant grates. Someone rolled out the car and turned on the headlights, but still the darkness was full.

But it turned out even more fun. On the basis of complete darkness, we quickly got along with the rest of the victims. We rode along the road with a cheerful crowd, stumbling, came into the houses, sometimes, in my opinion, even without owners - almost all the gates were open.

Well, I certainly found my adventure. My Kostik was lost somewhere, and Lena and I were dragged to one of the distant cottages under the pretext of tasting some fantastic cocktail. I was not against it. She was already frozen — she was flooded, only to shoot as she was — in a short dress, stockings, she wore only boots and a fur coat.

At first, everything was decent. We drank with unknown persons, and then took turns with Lenka into the toilet. I walk back down the corridor, light the way with an iPhone, and suddenly they grab me and squeeze me against the wall. “Lenochka, Lenusik, I'm crazy for you! How can I see everything blooming around me! ”Not a bad start, although with all these beautiful words I began to learn in all places. An unknown man feels my body, squeezes boobs and already climbs under the hem, strokes the legs where there are no stockings, and rises higher. I am silent. Of course, I realized that I was confused with my girlfriend, but I was feeling so sexy that I could not point out an error.

And the man, not seeing resistance, already got into my panties and began to make such obscenity there that I groaned. It brought him altogether. He was whispering something else, like, “You are so exciting me,” “I want you so much.” And I did not lose time. Catching my leg, he pushed the panties to the side and jerked himself into my crotch. By this time, I only dreamed that I should be pierced properly, and impatiently sent the dick inside. For my taste, the unknown was too gentle. This pace did not suit me, and I began to push the man to more decisive actions, squeezing his buttock and pushing towards himself.

I finished on time, right after that the cries of Lenka, searching for me, were heard. The man tensed up and even seemed to be about to stop fucking me. But feeling a bloated cock in me, I realized that I did not mind a little more. I restrained the unknown, hugging my leg by the thigh and trying to sit myself down. Lenka could well rush to search, so I got off the dick, but then I felt for him, thick and hard. Snatchingly gripping the slippery and wet dick, I pulled the stranger into the bathroom right behind him, since the path was familiar. Locking the door, I shone an iPhone and sat a man on the toilet lid, bent down and sucked a couple of times, enjoying the tenderness of the skin and the heat of the head. And then, again moving the panties, she touched the dick in herself. I had a few more minutes to jump. The man, shackled after he realized that the fuck was not the one he wanted, was liberated and began to squeeze my ass and even slap a little. He tried to do it quite delicately, but I was able to compensate for this with a sharp fit.Lenka was of course somewhat hindered at the moment when she began to break into the toilet. But I told her that everything was fine and I would leave in about five minutes, and whispered to the peasant that when the time came he would pour it into my mouth so as not to lose time for washing.

He sustained my jump not for very long. When he squeezed informed about his readiness, I quickly got down and took all the sperm in his mouth.

The man began to apologize something else, to say that he didn’t want, but I laid siege to him, like “you didn’t like it?”, Straightened her panties and ran to Lenka, who continued to look for me around the house.

Next, we still have a break, finally finding our faithful. But that man remained unknown to me, dissolving into identical dark silhouettes. The next day, Lenka and I discussed the course, but she, just like me, was wondering about his personality. She argued at me, of course, too - she had to when we returned in the morning to go to bed with my husband. Well, my Kostik and I also fucked in the light of a garland bolted to the battery. She gave me cancer and, having closed her eyes, began to remember how the hands of the stranger stroked my skin over the stockings, how he pulled up the hem and ran his hand under the elastic of the panties, and then the awesome burning touch of the head to my current sexual lips ... In the end, my favorite I wanted to pour it into my mouth, and I also wanted to complete this sexual act, as well as the night one. Yes, and memories just came to the moment when I settled in front of a stranger on my knees, fumbled his dick and swallowed him ...

On this New Year's Eve, I did not fall asleep right away, despite two excellent sexual acts and recalled how I began my sexual career as an adult. A few years ago, when I turned 18, I decided to correct my nose. Got to the plastic surgeon, terribly solid and secured. With him, she was not even afraid of the operation, she was too focused to dress sexually and show him legs, boobs in the cleavage. But at first nothing worked. My lover did not pay the slightest attention to my tricks. Later on the examination, when everything was healed, I spat on all the restrictions, caught the moment and sat on the doctor's knees. I stroked his chest with my palm, asking what I could do for him from great gratitude. And he again nothing! He didn’t touch his boobs, squeezed even a little, but it turned out that he had serious health problems, nothing else was left for him to live. Accordingly, with sex, too, no way. And then he also unexpectedly offered to get married, such as he wants to do something so special for such a beautiful and spontaneous girl. Slowly signed, and died a couple of months, leaving me everything.

For the first month I almost hanged myself - the dick in me all this time was not at all! My husband, of course, convinced me that I would not stay without satisfaction, and honestly tried to make Cooney almost every evening, and then, at my prompting, I also began to fuck the Falimo. But what is it compared to a real living dick? Yes, and suck faloimitator - generally no pleasure. In the beginning it was fun of course. Every evening my husband’s head was between my divorced legs. His lips and tongue were skillful. They licked and fucked me with the tongue, sucked lips, rolled in the mouth, sorted out fingers, but nothing filled me up! With the faloimmer it became better. Now you could close your eyes and imagine that I was really fucked. I groaned and squirmed when my husband sank the full length artificial limb into me, I finished, when in addition he simultaneously began to act with his mouth. However, I wanted more, I wanted a man to enjoy my body too. In general, a month later I gave the first fornication. The husband understood me and did not interfere. Especially since at the very end I was already like a nurse. Literally for five minutes a couple of times for all the time I ran out to fuck my fuck in his car.

My adventures in the cottage village, where our friends lived, by the way, didn’t end up banging on the side. And everything happened along the same lines. There was no light in the evening of the 1st and 2nd.No, with your loved one fucked a little. Almost all of this time in bed spent, I was so naked and passed - only put on socks to go to the toilet. Well, or if Kostik was on strike and refused to go for a meal down, then still a robe. Boris, too, with Lenka, too, were delayed on each other - from time to time their cries could be heard even on the second floor. And only on the 2nd at night they decided to finally spend time together, drank, and talked. And then the three of them went for a walk, as the street is on the street again ...