Do not consider a gift from above someone else's unpaid debt.

I rang the doorbell. Natalia opened literally right away. “Oh, Egor!”, She said, and after a short silence she added: “And Sergey is not at home.” I knew this, and that he would appear at home only at the end of the week. “What a bad luck,” I said. "When will he come? I was here and decided to visit! ”, I added. And, without giving her time to think, he handed the package. She mechanically took it, trying to say something, but said nothing. I have already passed into the corridor and undressed. She had to step back in the direction of the kitchen, and I whispered in a conspiratorial tone: “Look at what you can build there for a snack. I have a reason! I got promoted! Sergey will come, and we will celebrate our meeting and my promotion! ” She hesitated, but I took her by the shoulders, feeling the trembling swept over her body, and turning her back to me, pushing towards the kitchen, lightly slapped the pope. "Let's go! And then the husband will come, but nothing is ready! ”, And stepped behind her ...

I always knew how to achieve my goal, since childhood. I had to really want to get something from someone, and I got it ...

And I wanted her! It is for this that I came as soon as I learned that Sergey had flown away for a week on a business trip. I wanted her as never before, in my head, screaming: “I want you! Very much! I know you want it too! ” And she, with a smile, looking at me, went to the kitchen, gracefully wagging her booty, covered with a thin and short robe. And I followed, with the confidence of a person, that a start had been made! True, this is the beginning, I laid back last year. When we celebrated her husband's birthday. But then we were prevented. And I just managed to caress and kiss her breasts and get into her panties. "Today, no one will hurt us," I wanted, knowing that it would be so ...

When she began to fuss in the kitchen, I took off my jacket and tie in the room and went to wash my hands. Then he went into the kitchen and sat down, looking at her and admiring her smooth movements. Five minutes later, some simple snacks were on the table, and in the center was a bottle of Hennessey. I opened it, poured us a glass and offered a toast: "Let's drink for us!". She looked at me and we drank. There was talk, and then there was a second and third glass. Then I inadvertently asked: “But when will Sergey come?”. She blushed a little and answered, as if reluctantly: “He will not be. He is on a business trip. Will return only by the end of the week ... ".

I extended my hand. And she covered her palm. Then he squeezed lightly, and, looking at her clear eyes, said: "So what are we waiting for?" She shuddered, and in me again everything shouted: “Come to me! I'm waiting! And I want you!". I pulled her hand, she silently got up and ...

Then she sat on my lap, and we kissed for a long time, I undid her robe and caressed small and elastic breasts with hard nipples. She, having slightly leaned back, gladly accepted my caresses, sometimes running her nails down my neck and chest under the unbuttoned shirt. I bent down and grabbed my hard nipple with my lips, squeezing it a little, and my hand slipped between her thighs. I pressed her to the wet fabric of the panties and she, startled, groaned ...

I took her in my arms and carried her to the bedroom. She did not resist, but only pressed herself closer to me. Yes, I did not expect anything else: “I wanted her, and she knew that! And I knew that she wanted me ... “Putting her across the family bed, I slowly unbuttoned and took off her robe, pulled off my wet panties and fell down to the cherished bosom. She lay panting, covering her eyes and biting her lips. Wet, hard hair tickled my face, and I breathed in its scent with pleasure, without touching my genitals. The smell of women ready to coitus, and already soaked through with grease, which abundantly irrigated vagina and vulva. I looked at such a lovely “flower” located in front of my eyes and waited ... Finally, she could not stand it and whispered with a passion in a trembling voice: “Well? What are you waiting for? Take me! I'm all burning, I want you! Take it!It’s not good to make a woman wait, but the longer the wait, the stronger the passion!

She grabbed my head and pulled her to me, I did not resist, and my lips kissed her pink swollen clit, peeking out from under the hood. "Oh! Yes! More! ”, I heard through the groans, and I was already licking the clitoris, kissed her swollen, blood-filled labia, and caressed the entrance to the vagina with my tongue ... I was pleased to feel the taste of her nectar in my mouth. And she could no longer lie still, her hips, belly, and the whole body, set in motion, helping me lick and kiss every inch of her charms! And when I grabbed the clitoris with my lips and ran my tongue over it, it trembled, spasms ran through my body. She moaned and moaning turned into a cry of victory. The first orgasm is the strongest and most long-awaited ... The body arched, literally stuck to my face, and, she finished, splashing her nectar on it ...

While the shudder of an orgasm beat her body, I undressed and attached a member to her bosom, and then began to slowly enter. (According to the principle of three steps forward, two back). She, suppressing a shiver, listened to the sensations. When I plunged into her completely, she was already twisting her hips and fiddling with impatience. Her lips whispered noiselessly: “Well! Come on! Faster ...! ”And I, without forcing the lady to wait any longer, and began to languish! My dick came into her vagina, with increasing speed. At first she moaned softly, then louder and louder, then moans turned into howls and screams. (Erotic stories for all) Her beginning to twist, abdominal cramps ran all over her body. And without that red face, it turned red even more, and covered with beads of sweat. Mouth twisted in orgasm did not close, emitting screams, sometimes interrupted due to lack of air in the lungs. Whitening fingers squeezed their breasts and twisted their nipples. But she was little: "More! ... More! ...", she whispered. And I naddaval, as I could, my heart pounded like a hammer, and a member walked in it like a piston in a ground cylinder. I just twisted her hips, and she literally was overwhelmed with lust for debauchery. Her "leaves" followed one after another, and, finally, I myself reached the line. In ecstasy, I yelled: "I'm finishing! ...". And I barely heard the answer: “To me! Come on! Can!". And I gave! The sperm I poured did not fit in the vagina, and with each of my backward movement, squished, escaping from the vagina. And I myself continued to enter it until I collapsed right on the spot exhausted.

We lay for a long time, resting, breathing heavily. And we both knew that we still have a whole night of joy and pleasure ...

Moloch 2014 for eroticspace.info