Yurik and Katya sucked each other with soft cruel mouths:

- Aah ...

- Ooh ...

It was pleasant to shriek: to sink in lips, sweet, like custard, to choke on moisture, to stick in the tongue into the tongue and to melt in it, like in milk ...

- Ooh ...

- Oooh ... Listen, clothes off ... I want your beast.

- Aah ... Um, maybe not?

- It is necessary.

- Yur ... I'm still a bride. This is nothing like that, huh? - mumbled beautiful Katya, pulling off her blouse.

She was the happy owner of miracle breasts. Sagging from ripeness, strong, tight, like a broomstick *, they grew from her by the grace of mother nature, without hormones and exercises, and were somewhere between the fifth and sixth size. Each of them was slightly smaller than Katya’s head. Katya called her bras “hammocks”:

- Here you stretch my hammock - what will I love my husband?

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* Such a citrus fruit, like a huge orange. - approx. auth.

“Yyyy,” Yurik boomed, extracting his nipple, tight and hot, like a small volcano. - You, fat woman, no matter how stretched - all will be small.

- I'm a fat woman? Listen, not insolent, huh?

- And you do not bastard like?

- I? Ahhh ... ohhh ... do what you want. - Kate doomed lay back on the couch. Yurik immediately pulled off her "hammock", and then everything else.

He was teasing: Katya, although she was a “plump” by nature, but flexible, athletic and not at all fat. She was recently at the wedding salon and, having learned her volumes, was so impressed that she ordered a new mobile number: 93—63—116.

- A notch to the memory: "the size of me before the wedding," she said.

Yurik was her best friend.

They did not advertise their relationship, knowing that no one would understand them. Yurik, as he could, tried to be invisible to numerous Katia guys and girls, whom she changed more often than “hammocks”, and Katya tried not to show herself to his girlfriends eyes.

He and Yurik went through a lot and knew about each other, in general, everything, or almost everything. Yurik had to smear Katya with Miramistin's pussy, torn by the rapist, to be blown up to her at night and to otpaivat her, swollen with tears, bromine and valerian; Kate had to give him a kissing lesson before a responsible meeting (since then, they fell in love with this business) and lined up for the bosses to ask for Yurik, a loafer and a lot. Katin bust did wonders; besides, Katia, the donut, was lovely as good and talented, and if she wanted to, she achieved everything that didn’t rest on the authorities' beds.

They never made love. It was difficult to understand from the outside, but everything was natural for them, the way they wanted, and they didn’t think what or why.

Until the first meeting, they talked for a year on the Internet. It was time for the first novels, and a virtual friend with whom you can share the most-most, turned out to be most welcome. Then there were a lot of new boys and girls. Probably, therefore, Yurik and Katya did not try to “turn love”: one of them was always “busy”.

Very soon they realized that they could not be friends with words alone, without touching and caressing.

“Probably, therefore, they say that there is no friendship between a man and a woman,” Yurik told her then.

- Do you really want me ... well ... - Katya stammered.

- Fuck? No I do not want to. But I really want it like this ... - Yurik hugged Katya and poked her hair smelling with sweet perfume.

They embraced and stroked each other, shy more than in their first beds. Then Katya, on the rights of an experienced hetaire, taught Yurik to kiss, and Yurik, stunned by her licky tongue, muttered to her all nonsense. The next day they were already licked off without looking back, like happy kittens. It turned out that a man with a woman can not be without caresses, if they like each other, whatever it is called.

On the same day, Yurik told Kate that he would not be able to live if he did not see her without clothes. Katya replied that she wanted to say the same to Yurika, but she was embarrassed. Having undressed, they kissed each other from head to toe, and then lay down naked and talked about everything for six hours.

They knew that they were friends, not lovers, and they could do everything except sex. This added to their affection frankness, even despair, which is not the case between the most passionate lovers. The most interesting thing is that they did not want more. The limits of their proximity were lips, tongues and naked bodies pressed to each other. (Erotic stories) Emotional ecstasy, in which they sank when they were fondled, fully satisfied their craving for each other, and often emasculated more than any sex. They did not have to restrain themselves: when they were caressed - Yurin the dick, of course, strained, but not too much, without the painful desire to get out into Katya. Mistresses he wanted to perforate through, but with Katya it was quite different: she aroused in him the desire to dissolve in her, like honey in milk, to sink in inescapable caresses without a drop of rudeness, unless you consider cruel, ecstatic licking-to-face-pain , to which they sometimes brought themselves. These were pure emotions, without a drop of lust.

- Do you remember how I stuck to you, that I want to see your sex with a girl, and you put me in the closet? - asked Yurik, kissing Kate's belly.

- How not to remember ... When we fucked then with Anya, I only thought about what her tongue looked like in my pussy, - Katya said, hardly moving her lips. (She and Yurik have not been shy for a long time to call things by their proper names)

- And when you looked at us with Julia ... it was something. I wanted you to appreciate my every move. To understand what a fucking lover I am. In short, I was worried, count? You're such an experienced ... real jury in the closet.

- And when you looked at me and Vlad, I was also worried. He fucks me, I’m all standing with cancer, swaying, screaming, but I myself think: probably from the side - damn fucking ...

- Nah ... Well what are you ... You're not fucking. You're just experienced. These are different things. Fuck is when at the same time with many. Yes, and for the money ...

- Well, it never happened for money, but at the same time with many ... There were three of us, as many as three times ...

- This does not count. Fuck is when you change ... I then watched - and I felt sorry for you. How he chomped then in your pussy! ..

- Chomp? I did not even hear ...

- Because it is very fucked, just brutally ... What is your fucking cunt, Cate! - Yurik was kneeling before her.

They liked to swear at each other: it gave a feeling of complete frankness, one that tickled the heart from shame.

- Fucking? Than?

- I do not know. Beautiful Matera such ... And your oligarch you cool fuck?

- Normal ... Very fast only. Inserted, poured - and all.

- Will you cheat on him?

- Of course, I will not. I do not fucking ... Hey! You what

Yurik sprained Katya's pussy and blew into a hole that glittered with grease.

“I had four girls,” he said in a strange, hollow voice, “and each one had a different cunt. To the taste. Lyuba is salty, Zhenya is sweetish, others ... I don’t remember ... I wonder what you have?

- Yur! Stop it!

- You have the most delicious. Gentle-tender taste like that ... - Yurik licked Katya again and again into the stretched flesh. From the tip of his tongue stretched sticky strings of juice.

- Yur! What are you doing ... - Kate opened her eyes, and immediately closed them back: Yurik suddenly sucked into her pussy, hugging Kate by the hips.

For a while, only moans and smacking of something were heard. Then the groans suddenly intensified, and Katya arched sharply, as if she had been thrown up:

- Yyyu! Yur, well Yur! I almost finished ...

“Okay, okay ...” said Yurik, wiping his sticky cheeks. - Let's better kiss. I will lick your neck and run ...

- Fool. If you lick the neck - it will be bue ...

Yurik stripped naked, exposing the protruding dick, sat down at Kate, and they again stuck each other with their lips.

Only now it turned out that they were not truly-gently, as always, but nervously, greedily, ...