It was late summer morning and it was empty in the camp. Those who did not oversleep (and there were the majority of them) have already gone to the Emerald Lake. And because Kostya frankly missed. Students were his only entertainment at the recreation center of the institute. It was possible to turn the lab technicians, but almost all of them were married, and Kostya had an unpleasant experience with married women.

So it remained to wait until the students return from the tour, and make a couple of test visits. This year came pretty nice. Kostya was the son of the camp commander, and every summer season he went to help his father for a month: he sawed logs, repaired the fence, watched the spring, helped the guard at night (in the sense, he applied with them). In general, as compensation for unpaid work, Kostya at times used to trade female students.

It was impossible to say that he was just a macho, but he noticed that the girls, far from the city and all the usual, seemed to be blowing away all the brakes. There is a boyfriend, no boyfriend - everyone cares. So this time he was processing a sophomore, Ksyusha. The girl is sweet. The chest is small, but in the hand lies nicely (already tried), the rounded thighs turn into a round ass, and the little face is an angel, and only that. Actually, everything is according to Kostinomu taste. In the beginning, she was shy, talking about her boyfriend, trying to pull away, but they successfully passed this phase without any particular difficulties. To paraphrase, everything that happens in the camp remains in the camp (apparently, all the girls thought so).

But now she is far away, where they were taken by old fighter Daniel Valentinovich, on the Emerald Lake. It bathes, sunbathes, has fun and, of course, like everyone else, it doesn’t practice. And he walks around the camp and kicks a pebble. Suddenly, to the ear comes the sound of an open tap and bubbling water. The shower stall (there are only two of them and both outside the hostel) is busy, judging by the towels on the door. Kostya cautiously approached the shower, looked into the slot and almost recoiled. In the shower, Ksyusha washed. Whether she overslept, or deliberately did not go, it does not matter. He watched her lather, as if she was circling her body with her hands, painting his delicate contours to him. After washing off the soap, she, without turning around, gropes shampoo and squeezes a little on the hand.

Kostya quickly pulled off his clothes and quietly went to the door. Closed from the inside. Damn it! He continued to stand naked in front of the booth, looking around. And then a glance found on the ground a rusty nail, thin enough to crawl into the door crack. A pair of simple manipulations with a nail, and he forged the latch and opened the door. Ksyusha, closing her eyes, calmly washed her head, unaware of anything. Quickly closing the door, Kostya approached her from behind. Now hot streams of the soul fell on his body. He gently wrapped her in the back. The girl shuddered and froze.

“Hi,” he whispered in her ear. - Quiet.

After that, he began to examine the desired body with his hands. The right hand traveled across her chest, occasionally pinching her nipple and moving on to the other. The left hand gently passed over the back, up to the waist, touched the thigh and slid to the already-hot crotch. It took only a little work with your finger, as Ksyushin heard a moan.

“Stop,” she breathed. - Wait. Give shampoo wash away, uncomfortable.

But it was very problematic to wash off the foam. Kostya did not even think about stopping, his hands, not to mention a member rested on her ass, were not allowed to rinse his hair properly. My hands did not obey, Kostina’s hand was pulling faster and faster with a swollen clitoris, painfully squeezed chest gave sharpness to sensations.

Without waiting for the girl Ksyusha to open her eyes, he bent her slightly, so that her hands rested against the wall of the booth, and pressed down on the lower back, sticking out her butt. Without hesitation, Kostya abruptly entered Ksyusha.The girl did not expect such a quick start, she was hurt that she moaned, asking to be more gentle. But Kostya didn’t fuck young female students for quite a while, and he wildly wanted to insert eggs on her, so such requests passed by the cash register. He came out in half and again drove his unit into a hot vagina. Kostya did not plan to give the girl pleasure at all, this is so if it happens in passing. Now he wanted to satisfy his lust, and therefore a member stiffened by excitement slid back and forth without stopping. Ksyusha began podmahivat in time with the rhythm and quietly moaning already with pleasure.

Warm streams poured on strained bodies, adding a pleasant effect to sex. Kostya had already pressed the girl into the wall of the soul, from which she staggered with each new push. They lost track of time, but Ksyushin’s moans turned into a scream, and her legs trembled with every thrust. Costin member gave her a truly unearthly pleasure. Kostya himself, noticing that the girl is on the verge, tensed up and began to hammer her to the limits of her abilities. From such a pressure, Ksyusha screamed, began to stop. The orgasm shook her, sending pulses of bliss in pulses. She was shaken once, twice, and continued to bang, her hands clenched into fists, her legs trembling, buckled and now, only Kostin’s hands held her. He liked to dominate sex, stopping, he felt strong contractions of the muscles of her slits. The girl still had an orgasm, so after a five-second pause, he again began to fuck her, while slowing down strongly, but literally making his way through the tightened vaginal rings. From such a rough penetration at the time of orgasm, the girl went another (or a continuation of the first?), And at that moment Kostya began to cum, violently pouring inward. And then after a few seconds, Ksyusha was released, and with horror she pushed away her recent lover.

- Stunned ?! - She cried out and tried to wipe for a slap in the face, but she didn’t have strength yet, and she just sank on the barred floor of the booth. - Moron! Why me?

Kostya just smirked. Still grinning, he gave her a shower and left the cabin. A light summer breeze met Kostya with coolness, after a hot shower and no less hot sex. “Well, the season is open,” he thought with a smile, “She is unlikely to let me come back to her again.” We'll have to look for the next one. ”

With these thoughts, he went to the manager's house and stayed there for the next couple of hours. I woke up already because the camp was noisy. It was afternoon, and the stomach did not double-digit rumble. Quickly dressed, he left the house and headed to the dining room. Today was buckwheat and stew. Who would not say, and cooked aunt Varya just fucking. It would seem that she was allocated to feed the camp, could be enough for a dozen homeless people. Aunt Varya was preparing so that the whole camp was fed (and this is about a hundred and fifty people), but it was tasty how it was - half came for the addition.

Eating yummy for both cheeks, Kostya caught a glimpse of a displeased look on himself. Ksyusha looked at him from a nearby table. Girlfriends around her chirped about something carelessly, sharing their impressions from the lake and other rubbish. Kostya, like a decent asshole, smiled at her again and winked, causing the girl to burst into her untouched food.

In the meantime, he sought out a new "victim". There were only five guys, at such a Babskiy battalion, so Kostya had no problems with them. "Raspberries" enough for everyone. And now he noticed an interesting copy. Called the girl Vika. Tightened, athletic, with jet black hair, a waterfall falling to the waist. Boobs must be said ... yes it was exactly boobs. Third or fourth, Kostya did not dare to determine. On the face, like a shadow, looked through the eastern features of the face. She was always in noisy kompashki, often with alcohol, often surrounded by guys. Almost the opposite of Ksyusha. But somehow she liked him. Was in it, a spark or something ...

Kostya knew that today there will be a small dog, which Vika will definitely be on.It remains to slightly drink it and win over to go to him. Father's blessing will not be another two days, so that a wide folding sofa at his disposal. Continuing to think about how he would be staring at her on the couch, Kostya did not notice how his gaze was intercepted by itself ...