All of the above, together with a glass of red wine, did its job, and about forty minutes later Polina not only answered my questions, blushing and smiling hard, but she also twittered, lighting up our table with a sweet, sincere smile. I was pleased to tell me about the subtleties of my work, which I loved very much (and worked, by the way, as a private translator from English into Russian / Ukrainian and back). As far as I understood from what she had heard, she was a good specialist, given the presence of a “nailed” clientele from Western European countries. Foreign customers (mostly entrepreneurs) regularly used its linguistic services, paying for travel and accommodation in the capital during their business visits to Ukraine. It is thought, not just like that. So it was worth paying for.

While the girl enthusiastically talked about the charms of her profession, I carefully examined her, trying to understand what attracted me so much to her. It seems not beautiful written. Of course, nice and well-groomed, but this is not it. Something about her was such that it made me devour her eyes hungrily, mentally imagining her glorious mouth on my penis. I didn’t have time to imagine the eggs hanging on my chin and a pretty face smeared with gelatinous sperm, although I was going to. All because of a small surprise, prepared by me for Polinka.

The surprise was the expansion of our small company through a lovely lady named Daria, who had been invited by me to dinner. Polina was surprised at the appearance of a miniature brunette at our table in a short sarafan, and shot me a puzzled, somewhat watchful look. I introduced the girls to each other and offered a toast to meet each other. In the brown-haired face it was clear that she was interested in the question, what kind of young lady joined us and, most importantly, for what. But I was in no hurry to dedicate it to the meaning of Dasha's visit, deciding to keep the atmosphere of mystery.

Dasha was a very curious specimen and “lived” in the list of my whores for more than two years under accession number “B-5”. During this period, a pretty, but completely immoral girl has achieved the status of a privileged person, thanks to her remarkable talent in the field of carnal pleasures and selfless devotion to her sacred idea of ​​fornication. We met her at a nightclub, in which everyone rested with his company.

Elegant beauty with a vicious look could not stay out of my sight. I immediately struck up after the girl and literally half an hour later I was awarded the opportunity to drag her into the bed. However, everything turned out quite the opposite. In bed, just the same, she dragged me, although there was no bed as such. Around so about Dasha did not walk, took her hand and dragged into the street. I got into some dark corner near the club and sucked nicely. And while I was engaged in my favorite (undoubtedly) business, I managed to congratulate me on a doubtful achievement, as for me.

I, it turns out, had a jubilee member for her, the fifteenth in a row. It is not about the total number of trunks in her life, of which there were many times more, but only about those that were “banned” in this amusement institution and cared for precisely in this secluded place. Fuck the brunette I did not have time. Her girlfriends began to call out, and she asked me to hurry up with the final. I don’t like haste in this matter, so I refused to finish. He said that the next time I will take the debt with the gain. Dasha liked my mood for the future prospect of dating, and she, with a lascivious smile, promised not to delay the payment of "interest".

The word kept and fully paid off the debts that night.In addition, paying compensation, she still managed to surprise to a large extent.

Mademoiselle was pleased not only with a fiery addiction to anal sex, but also a stunningly cracked anus. It was the very case when you find a large diamond where you do not expect to find even a small fragment of a semi-precious amethyst.

Pulling off her panties, and bending down the letter "G", I did not expect to find between the miniature buns that fit in my hands, huge, not afraid of the word, gaping abyss. The point was not just fragmented. It seemed to have been blown up from the inside, so that the sphincter seemed completely destroyed. This crater contrasted seriously with the overall composition of Dashiny charms. Everything else was different compactness, accuracy and touching.

The explanation for the ruined anus, which could have been fucked practically without lubrication and preliminary preparation, was discovered immediately after I impatiently attached a member to it. Dasha, as it turned out, belonged to a small group of people who don’t feed them with bread - let them think about poaching time during sex. It came down to the fact that while I was “using it,” she groaned languidly and breathed about her former lovers, the size of their members and the unbridledness of their fantasies. It was a rather amusing process, I liked it.

I learned with interest that Dasha lost her anal virginity at a very young age. Father's best friend tried. He also made the traditional defloration, but four years later. All this time he was not the only lover in her life. The man was an exemplary family man, and he did not allow himself to go out of the shadows more than a couple of times a month, which was negligible for her. Having tasted the forbidden fruit, the girl no longer wanted to stop, constantly wandering around the members of her acquaintances, and later, and not quite familiar men. I gave it strictly in the ass, but I took it in my mouth, because my mother regularly drove to gynecologists and be in big trouble if the missing hymen was found during the current "technical inspection".

As time passed, anal sex, practiced in the most sophisticated forms for years, evolved in the mind of Darya to such an extent that after trying the classical method of sexual intercourse (which did not bring significant pleasure), it took root in the status of the main source of sexual satisfaction. And it was really true, I confirm with all responsibility. For all the time of my intimate relationship with the "B-5", traditional sex, we have been doing it as much as two times, and then only on my initiative.

It was because of the great love of anal sex that I chose Dasha for a joint dinner with Pauline. My plan was unsophisticated, uncomplicated and simple to implement. I HAVE GOT IT to him, following the aforementioned toast for acquaintance. Lowering the standard chatter of unfamiliar people, he gave the brunette a word so that she could report on the prepared form. Dasha lit a cigarette, let out a trickle of bitter smoke and, moving closer to Polina, sincerely said:

- I'm a fucking. His fucking (nod his chin in my direction). In the list, which you still hear, I am number five, because, ironically, I drive a Volkswagen passat B5. My “former” did not even imagine that his gift would predetermine my number in the “Table of Damnies” of the new lover. Although, no, not so. Sasha is not my lover ... And not a friend ... Just a man with whom I feel comfortable. I like his view of the relationship between a man and a woman. He does not customize communication under a single standard. In it you always find who you need. You want to find a true friend who will never climb into your pants without mutual desire - he will be like that. Need a lover - no problem, be a lover. Well, if you are in the shower - fucking, like me, for example, he will be a person who appreciates and encourages your nature. I did not just come, Sasha will now explain everything to you, and I advise you not to refuse his offer.

After such a competent "liner" I did not have to spend a lot of words on explanations with the bewildered Polina.

- Paul, you do not bother especially on the fiery speech of Dasha. She loves pathos to let go. Everything is much easier. I invited her to give you a little presentation. What kind of a show, I think, I guess ... Read more →