Minute the preparation, pour inside the warm, boiled water from the kettle. Throw off the panties on the floor. Wash it anyway. Lubricate the "penis", but you can also use your own grease, attach it to the "cherished hole" ... So, now to the right - to the left with your ass. Free the entrance to the vagina, from the labia minora and ... "forward, and with the song!" "Hot, heated vagina with a loud" Hryup! " ", And slowly, and gently, I begin to move it: Forward ..., back ...; slightly deflecting it to the side: Forward ..., back ..., faster ..., deeper ... More ..., and more ..., yes-aaa ... I feel like it starts picking me up, heat dissipates all over my body. My stomach makes me feel sweet and now ... I’m already screaming. "Squeeze ... forward ..., back ... faster ..., deeper ... stronger than the testicles ...! "Yes, well, a warm jet hits the uterus, and I fell into oblivion ... Oh ...! How am I well ...! Not like with Andrey, but still ...! Of course, after Andrey, I met men, and even young people, but no! Something was missing in them ... some raisins ... I don’t know. It was good with them, but I’d have traded them all together for one Andrei ...!

Okay! Stop dissolving nurses! Now in the bath, you have to wash. I went into the bath. I let the water in until the water ran through, undressed. There, I have a mirror. Oh, and the son-in-law sweated, dragging and then setting it up! A mirror, all over the wall, and every time I look meticulously at myself in it. This has become a ritual. After the trip, I once a week, began to attend a sports club. So, for myself, but it gave its "fruits". The tummy, and so not big, has disappeared. The ass pulled up, disappeared "extra" folds. Even the chest lifted, of course, not like a young girl, but with my almost fifth size, very much nothing! In the club soul, I often caught on myself, the envious glance of young girls. And now, while the mirror is not sweaty, spun before him. It's all right, I decided. Where it is necessary acts, and patted her ass, and stroked her breasts. And where you have to flat! Held on the stomach. Everything under the shower ... I stood with pleasure under the hot water, Washed up, picked up, started to grow, hair in the crotch. Corrected, and without that neat triangle of hairs on the pubis, and putting on a short robe, went to collect the suitcase.

Remembering how I had to buy more underwear, first of all I put on a body; set of week: slip panties; a pair of candid bras; and of course a belt with stockings. Yes, a couple of tops, for my size! Next, the dress for the exit, with a large neckline, I have a big chest. A pair of blouses. One of them is almost transparent, well, and skirts. Yes, I never need a little. Suitcase plucked full. Charges took a long time until you choose, try on ...

Chapter 2. The train. Galina Ivanovna.

Suitcase already assembled. I look at the clock. Now my daughter must drive up with my son-in-law, and take me to the station. And there is a train, and ... What, I, in general, expect from this trip? What do I want? What is my dream? I myself am afraid to admit. And to someone else, ...

Parting How much, in our life, partings. Although there are also meetings! The dialectic of life. Again I am parting with my family, and I'm going to a meeting, why? Old memories? Or what? But, oddly enough, the mood was good. In me has awakened, some kind of "little devil" from childhood. And for some reason I was expecting an adventure!

Here is the train. Farewell kisses ... When the train started moving, I went to the compartment. When things were being brought, there was none there. Now it is located there, a company of three young people, students, in the form of a construction detachment of the city N ***, from the Polytechnic Institute, judging by the stripes.We greeted each other. My place was on the second tier, but I was immediately allocated the lower shelf, I did not even ask! Well done guys. I took out a tracksuit, kicked out the guys to "smoke" in the corridor, and she changed her clothes. Then there was an acquaintance, tea. For tea, I got the food that my daughter provided me abundantly. Some of the guys pulled out a bottle, mugs. They poured it out, drank it for an acquaintance, and the conversation began ... Then the carriage broadcast just “woke up”, and the song sounded:

"Carriage disputes - the last thing

when there is nothing to drink,

but the train is on, the bottle is empty,

and pulls to talk. "

The first bottle ended, like something fast. Under a good homemade snack, just flew away. But, the students were a hoarder, as if by magic, a second appeared, and the empty container moved under the table. Then, as a crowd, we went out for a smoke, and when we returned, we continued the “banquet”. The second, flew for the first, in a flash. We were already “pretty”, and the conversation, as always happens in such cases, turned into sex. First, jokes, then life incidents, ... Boys, were not a blunder. Believe me, I can tell the truth from fiction. I was silent for a while ... And then the guests came to us, and the compartment became cramped. It turns out that they rode ten people, the rest in the reserved seat. Just places in the reserved seat was not enough, and my neighbors had to fork out on the coupe. The guests brought with them another drink. It was crowded, sat who, where. I somehow ended up on my neighbor's lap. His name was Michael.

At some point, I felt some discomfort, On my “seat”, a mound appeared! From my fidgeting, on the knees, he got up! I, already purposefully, my fifth point, began to influence the awakening organ. My actions did not go unnoticed. Soon, I felt his hand, climbed under my shirt. And she began, through her bra, to stroke my breasts. Our neighbor, in my opinion, Stanislav, who sat a little behind us, in the very corner of the compartment, also joined him. For two, gentle hands "wielded" under my t-shirt. They were massaging my breasts together, through the cups of her bra, “marveling at the size”, and “enjoying” there, complete freedom. My nipples are on high alert. Hardened and increased in size. And I, with anguish, thought that here, it wasn’t that which to lie, there was nowhere to sit down. Then, Stanislav climbed into my pants, and began to caress the vulva. I, in general, "swam"! Not only in a figurative, but also in a direct sense. My poor crotch, and the vulva was wet, from the "juices" and grease! Sensing this, he developed a stormy activity. As a result of which, after five minutes, the door of the compartment was last closed, the lock snapped in from the inside ... And we remained in a compartment of three of us: Stanislav, Mikhail and I!

Chapter 3. Adventures begin. Train compartment. Galina Ivanovna.

This click, sobered me somewhat, but it seemed to be late. Sitting on a bench, a moving train, I thought: "And what am I, with them two, I will do?!". Although, probably, if I were sober, he would have sounded in the form: “What will the two of them do with me ?!”. But the time to think has passed, the time has come for action. Do not have time, all this zip in my head. As I felt, soft, affectionate arms, hugging me and Michael's muscular body, pressed against my back. He slowly, unbuttoned me, blouse. Stanislav knelt before me, and now the second pair of hands, as smartly, tightened my sweatpants. And I quietly sat, voluntarily submitting to these calm, but persistently pleasant, actions! Unable to resist or change anything, I just closed my eyes and “floated” down the stream. As they said, in my youth: "If you can not stop, and resist ... Then just relax, and enjoy!". And I did not want: neither - to stop; nor resist. I wanted them, maybe not right away ..., but is it the first time ever !? Right? I felt like after the sweater and pants, they took off my T-shirt and panties. And then Michael, began to kiss my face, still being behind me. And Stanislav, belly. From the twin kisses to different parts of the body, I shuddered.Gave back, snuggling closer to Michael, feeling through his clothes, his rising member. And at the same time ... Read more →