In my hometown, I appeared five years later. And even though I still have not very good memories of him, I was still drawn. Maybe because of the first love. Although because of her, we were forced to leave. Katya's love, that was the name of the girl from the neighboring courtyard, the two of us, I and Sanya, were after. I saw that she preferred me more, but his parents intervened. They were then big bumps and trouble fell on our family every time worse and worse. Yes, and Kate as it abruptly cooled me. And here I am again in this town. I knew that Katya was married to Sanka, but I wanted to show her that I was fine.

Having parked the “Prado” at the hotel and having rented the best room, I started looking for classmates, deliberately not looking for Katya. For three days I found a big half of them. Someone was openly jealous, some were sucking up at my company, but there were also those who were just glad to see me. It is not strange, I did not consider them friends before. Sanya came himself, without an invitation, but it does not sound like a mess with the invitation. To visit them. For dumplings that his wife cooks coolly. I wanted to refuse, but I could not miss such a chance to see how they live.

Having bought a huge bouquet of roses, champagne and whiskey along the way, I rang the doorbell. Katya opened it and accepted the bouquet with enthusiastic squeal. I looked at her, and as I thought, the extinct feelings flared up again. I was not embarrassed even by the fact that she was dressed as something absurd. Knitted blouse, red knee-length skirt and white fishnet tights.

- I was here your husband invited to dumplings, your production.

- Yes, yes I know, come through. Only he went to the country for potatoes, and his car broke down. So it is unlikely to be soon.

The standard treshka, which had not been repaired for a long time, made a poor impression. We went to the kitchen and Katya, reaching two piles, reached for a bottle of whiskey.

- I will be with you too, I don't like champagne.

- For the meeting!

I did not know what to say, thoughts did not climb, she was also silent. Poured by the second. They drank in silence. Silence again. Then Kate poured on the third and drank without clinking. I follow her. She started the conversation.

“You know, I often thought of you.” Especially the first time you left. Tell me, do you still like me?

- Of course!

- But everything could be different! I loved you, and now I probably love you.

- And husband?

- A husband overeat pears! I was almost forced to marry him. Then his dad slammed. His mother, somewhere left and since then disappeared. Here we live in his apartment. In a fight to him, they broke something there and, as a husband, he is good for nothing. It would have long been expelled, but sorry, disappear. Well, enough about sad things. I realized that they have crap, but so be it!

- Tell me, do you have a wife? Or is the girl constant?

- Yes, girl.

- Do you cheat on her?

- It happens.

- I want you to change her, with me, do you mind? They say if you do not kiss, then did not change!

I did not even know what to say. Kate got up and, throwing off her blouse with a skirt on the floor, stood in front of me, as it turned out, in white fishnet stockings with a belt. No panties, no bra on it was not.

“I wanted to meet you at the door like this.” Let's try?

I was in shock and still rang the doorbell the second time. The door opened, I entered and Katya knelt in front of me, began to unbutton my pants. Taking out a member, she kissed him.

- That's how I represented our meeting. Do you like?

Of course, I thought to myself that when I didn’t be fuck her, but this surpassed all my wildest fantasies. Katya seemed to revel in her role. She then sat on the penis, so that he completely hid in her throat, then gently sucked the head, then licked the trunk. I could not long endure this suffering flour and was ready to finish. On my weak attempts to step back, she said softly.

- In the mouth.

How could I refuse! It seemed sperm poured out the car. It looks like she did not have time to swallow, and from the edge of her lips came a trickle falling on her stockings. Or maybe she did it on purpose.

- Come, have a drink?

Licking from the remnants of sperm member, she, rising from her knees, went to the kitchen. I follow her.

- It is a pity to interrupt such a pleasant taste! Hope we will repeat? Although I have many desires.

- I hope so.

A bottle of whiskey is over.

- Do you want to walk? At the same time still buy.

- Come on.

Lifting the jacket from the floor, she put it on. I noticed that there were small spots on the stockings on the knees, probably from the dirt in the hallway.

- So what? Let them see! Today I want to look like a whore. Today I am your whore! When you asked permission to kiss me. Today you can have me wherever you want and how you want. But only today! Tomorrow you will leave and you will remember me only as a whore. I want it so much.

I stood and was silent, not knowing what to say. A snake seemed to bite on her skirt, and she threw it away with force.

- Well, to hell with her! So go! If you freeze, will you warm the pussy with your dick?

True, the down jacket reached her mid-thighs, and when walking you could see a piece of flashing skin above the stockings.

- Buy me a chupa chups!

Kate said when we passed by some kind of stall. The request of an adult girl looked weird, but I bought. She turned into some porch and handed me a chupa chup.

- What for?

I could not resist the question. Having pulled her down jacket to the belt, Katya turned her booty to me and leaned over.

- Insert it to me in the ass! We assume you bought it for chupa chups. Let's go

- And what should I put in your pussy to buy too?

I started to get this game offered by her.

- Decide yourself!

Going to the supermarket, I bought some whiskey and what a snack, knowing that with the dumplings I drove, I bought another bottle for stock. Passing by the boutique with women's underwear, I suggested that she should choose for herself any stockings instead of these dirty ones. To which she flatly refused.

- You see, I put these stockings on the wedding. And took care of them for your arrival. I think it will be symbolic. I'll rip them off and burn them, like that. Go to our courtyard?

It was almost destroyed, but there was still a half-rotten bench and we sat on it. I opened the bottle and began to drink from the throat. The bush has completely grown and closed us from prying eyes. Yes, and it was getting dark. Therefore, I was hardly surprised at her regular request.

- I think it's time for my butt to work out a gift! Are you ready?

- Always ready!

Taking off her down jacket, she folded it onto the benches at the edge and undid the jacket. Catching my eyes, she laughed and patted her chest.

- Do you have to hold on to something?

"But the priest is working," I thought, taking out the chupa chups, and meeting a slight resistance, I drove a dick over the very eggs. I wanted to drive him across the tonsils and, clutching her breasts with my hands, I pulled them towards myself with each friction. In response, she moaned delivering it to me even more pleasure. I was approaching the apogee when I heard the dog poking on the edge of my ear. Near the bushes a man stood with a dog on a leash and looked at us. I did not care for him, I poured her straight in the ass. Draining, I turned Kate.

- Suck!

Kneeling in the dirt with a pile of cigarette butts and other debris, she took it into her mouth and began to clean out the remnants of sperm and their secretions.

- Thank!

- For what?

- What he suggested.

I quit smoking a long time ago, but I wanted it so much that I shouted a guy who was hiding in the bushes.

- To smoke? Yes of course. Well, you give a pancake! There are women!

- Would you like a drink? Let's go.

Kate was sitting on a bench already in a down jacket.

- I want a cigarette too!

- Will you show boobs?

Emboldened man.

- You only see boobs! On!

And she unbuttoned her down jacket with a jacket sticking out her chest. We almost finished the bottle when his little dog, running up suddenly with his leg up, began to write on Katya’s leg.

- Male dog bitch marks!

I did not open the second bottle and we went home to her. It was already completely dark.

- That's pouring! Like a bucket!

- What are you talking about?

- From the ass pours. All legs are already wet. Yes, even the dog described. I did not even expect from her, poured a full shoe.

- And you take them off, throw it away anyway, you will not wash it.

Throwing it into the nearest trash can, she walked barefoot, not counting stockings.

- Let's go faster! I want to write!

There is already pereklinilo me. We just passed the lantern, which almost did not shine.

- Stand under the lantern.

- What for?

- I want to see how you write.

Katya suddenly smiled and squatted under him.

- No, stand up, standing. Let the legs flow.

I stood by and watched as a pool formed under it. We were almost at home when I heard voices from a neighboring courtyard.Turning sharply, I went to the voice, Katya followed.

- Are you out of fantasy?

- Nearly. One more, but this is the last.

- I hope not scat?

- Not.

“Then you will fulfill mine like my whore.” Stay here.

In the gazebo, four guys sat in one similar to that and drank beer, laughing loudly at something.

- Uncle, there are no cigarettes?

The lanky guy asked with a cigarette in his mouth. I was not afraid of them at all, so I put forward a counter offer. From what they jaw dropped.

- You give me a beer, I give you a whiskey and a snack, plus a whore. While I drink beer, you can fuck in the mouth. Cum, mind you, on face! Will go?

- Are you not kidding?

I handed him the bag and brought Katya. So I became the owner of four cans of beer and put her sweater on the ground under the ass, I contemplated what was happening. I cheated. (Porn stories) Two cans just poured onto the ground. The guys still managed to make a couple of visits, and her face and hair covered a thick mask of their sperm. She sat and smoked a cigarette filed by someone. I threw her blouse over her shoulders.

- Do you know that smoking is harmful?

And taking out a member, began to extinguish her cigarette, simultaneously flushing his face from sperm, under the admiring gaze of guys. Kate just closed her eyes, not even trying to dodge. We almost reached home. On the threshold of the apartment we were met by her husband. It didn’t surprise me that he was standing in some bbx tights with a big wet spot in the front.

- I waited for you!

He fluttered, drooping his eyes.

- Well, I have to go!

I aspired, not intending to delve into their life details.

- And can the last fantasy?

- Which one?

- Let Sasha kiss your member and thank for the wonderful evening given to his wife?

“Just enough thanks!” And let him kiss the ass wife and mouth, which today worked perfectly.

Taking out my wallet, I pulled out four by 5000 and held out Sanka.

- This is for whore! Chao!

After waking the receptionist, I paid for the room and immediately got into the car. A month later, a classmate called me and by the way said that Katya and Sasha sold the apartment and left somewhere. But I already had it on the drum.

16 comments
  • Carlos castaneda (a guest)
    January 15, 2014 18:55

    Bullshit on dream oil. again these stupid shirries.

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  • Nata (a guest)
    January 15, 2014 20:16

    everything is not very hard

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  • January 15, 2014 20:57

    Vile, dirty, illiterate, the latter especially finishes. “When neither - be” - there is a hyphen in this word, not a dash, but after “when” and before “something”. Down jacket and shoes ... Sir, in what kind of a strip of Russia does all this happen? No woman, be she a hundred times a whore, will not allow such a combination of clothes. “A down jacket reached mid-thigh ... was visible a strip over stockings” ... does she have knee-highs just above the knees? No, it seems like stockings on a belt ... Then the down jacket should cover a little ass ... I don’t want to talk about spelling anymore, everything is started.
    In general, crap on vegetable oil, as Carlos castaneda (guest) quite correctly noted

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  • rhf (a guest)
    January 15, 2014 21:29

    write better your pink snot. and do not go with a stupid spelling.

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  • January 15, 2014 23:52

    Yes, sure, let him write his snotty about love. We, Bispisses, Brutal, absolutely need another.
    But somehow the author gave a rather weak sign, right?
    Well, sho is it for vanilla? Pissing piss, and shit on the face forgot. Don't even jerk off.

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  • O_o (a guest)
    August 31, 2014 16:13

    )))))

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  • Anon-mouse (a guest)
    January 16, 2014 2:35

    The key words here are: “realizing that they drove me with dumplings”
    Oh, what I understand the author

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  • Anon-mouse (a guest)
    January 16, 2014 2:38

    * oh, as I understand it

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  • Anon-mouse (a guest)
    January 16, 2014 2:57

    but in general, the author had to stop at the moment with the "shop" and from the beginning to this moment more stretch, in more detail, more beautiful. And then go to the time of returning home.

    For chernukha with Gopnik, the dog only aggravated the story.

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  • ew (a guest)
    January 16, 2014 4:11

    It seems the author is very angry at the love of his youth)

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  • January 16, 2014 12:40

    Well, the author splashed out a bit of virtual dirt on his ex and her current boyfriend. husband)))

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  • Viking (a guest)
    January 16, 2014 6:51

    Not bad. The main drawback is haste: you could either think of something else, or just look at individual episodes. But most importantly, not snotty snot, which is full on this site.

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  • January 16, 2014 18:56

    I agree with everyone, very quickly and briefly.

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  • January 16, 2014 18:57

    as an essay at school

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  • September 4, 2018 1:04

    “It pours from the ass. Yes, even the dog was described. ”- Vilim, the magical Russian-speaking tongue!

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  • September 4, 2018 1:06

    “It pours from the ass. Yes, even the dog was described. ”- Vilim, the magical Russian language!

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