Vika. She looked at him like a predator at the victim, like he himself had been at her a minute ago. Slightly embarrassed (which happened to him extremely rarely), he looked away. “What the fuck?” He thought.

Without giving much importance to the incident in the dining room, Kostya was preparing to conquer another peak. He just laid out the sofa, pulled all the curtains on the windows. The booze was about to start. But then they knocked on the door. Slightly surprised, he did not expect anyone, Kostya went to the door. Opening it, he found on his doorstep Vika. She was wearing a short plaid shirt, knotted in a top and mini shorts, while you could fully look at her slender, toned legs and even see the beginning of the roundness of her ass.

“Hello, pretty,” she smiled at him with an impeccable smile. - Well, so, will I come?

“Uh ...” he was confused for the second time that day. - Well, come on in.

She took off her sneakers on the run and walked through the house. She looked at the house and its temporary owner.

“Not bad,” she handed down the verdict and flopped onto the unfolded sofa. - And here it is convenient. Have you already fucked many?

- I decided to give you the honor, - the primary surprise subsided and Kostya decided to go on the offensive.

- Yes? - either namgranno, or seriously surprised Vika. And then, flirtatiously smiling, she added. - Interesting, but I thought you would try me in the shower ...

- Who told?

- Victim of ejaculation, - and Vicka laughed, which turned out to be quite infectious. Laughing and seeing the smile on the guy's face, she stretched her legs in a seductive manner. - And what can a gentleman offer a lady?

It was a problem, there was only an empty refrigerator at home. Kostya did not plan at home anything other than tradroma. The head of the camp took the champagne with him. But then he remembered an open bottle of wine, standing alone among the junk in the basement. Open it opened, but before the reception inside it did not come.

- Moment, - Kostya raised his finger and literally in a minute drove for the wine. - Alas, I do not offer glasses.

“And we are not picky,” Vika answered in the same tone.

She approached him and, lightly running her fingers over his hand, took the bottle from him. Snarlingly uncorking it (obviously not the first time), she stuck to her throat, without looking away from the guy. Then, exhaling, handed the bottle to him. Kostya, repeating the girl’s actions, put the bottle on the table and brought Vika to him. (Erotic stories) Her breath burned, she deftly penetrated under his shirt and slightly scratched his chest with her nails. He no longer had the strength to restrain Kostya, and he almost tore off her shirt and threw it on the floor, in front of him opened the view of the gorgeous breast, to which he immediately stuck, covering her nipples with kisses and lips. Hearing heavy breath over himself, he realized that he was acting correctly, but suddenly, she strongly pushed him away so that he fell onto the sofa. Vika, with a graceful panther jump, jumped on top of him and in the same way got rid of his shirt, crumpling and throwing her on the floor. Forces she was not to occupy. For herself, Kostya noted that we need to ask what kind of sport she does.

They literally fought for the right to dominate, and neither he nor she was inferior. Clothes were on the floor a long time ago, but there wasn’t a beginning as such. Vika turned out, was not given into the arms. As soon as Kostya caught her nipple, he heard a low moan of almost bestial pleasure, but the girl pushed him away and began to caress his body. Finally, he grabbed her around the waist and laid her back, which was worth no small effort, she continued to squirm, but he abruptly threw her legs on his shoulders and stuck to her pussy.

- Yeah !! - He heard her cry.

They did not care at all. Half of the camp could hear them, but because of the next party, their moans were easily drowned out. Kostya continued to work language. From time to time he strained his tongue and hooked his clit, sharply pulling him away, from which Vikino began to shake his body.When he tried to penetrate her tongue, she squeezed her legs and tried to remove him with her hands, but he only squeezed her thighs with her hands and continued to taste her. Then he again switched to the clitoris, his owner clearly approved it and spread her legs wider, lifting her ass. Having let go of her leg, Kostya stretched the clitoris with the fingers of her free hand and began frantically licking it with a rough tongue. A couple of minutes passed, and the girl's body began to shake, and Vika herself published a long moan that was coming from somewhere inside, from the very depths of her enjoyment. Her legs squeezed his head and his hands pressed her until the rest of the body convulsed in convulsions of an orgasm.

Recovering, she abruptly pushed Kostya, stood up and, turning him around, pushed him again onto the sofa. Tearing off his shorts and panties, she immediately grabbed his already long standing member and began to suck furiously, trying to swallow more. With one hand she nadrachila, and the other played with the testicles. Kostya just looked at the ceiling, being in absolute bliss, a little more and he would simply be discharged into her throat. He raised his head and saw her burning look, full of excellence, from this view, the desire to finish and the rolling wave disappeared somewhere. He raised himself, and taking her head by the hair began to stick her on his penis, while he himself was lifting every time. This did not last long. He jerked her up and sat down on himself, after which, having groped her aperture with a member, he abruptly entered it. Vicki broke out a growl rather than a moan. Kostya sat down on the sofa and slightly raised it, intending to re-drive her stake into her, but she beat him, having planted it on him in one fell swoop. So they continued to fuck for at least half an hour, fiercely looking into each other's eyes, continuing to fuck wildly, as if fighting. But now Vickin began to roar with a female cry, from which the same wave that rolled from below returned to Kostya. And Vika started to cum, very tightly squeezing Kostin's vagina a member, and he could not stand it, began to shoot her with hot sperm.

It was a real sculpture of two people. Still trembling, they could not uncouple. He heard her breathing intermittently, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck and ending with a lock on his back. She felt filled with his not yet fallen member, his hands, and the rest - one on her ass, the other on the back, that now stroking her. Everyone felt the warmth of each other. The fight was over.

Vick left without saying a word. And the next day, Kostya was just lying on the side of a small hill. Yesterday, he was simply squeezed out and was now resting under the hot summer sun, occasionally tilting the parasol above himself, when it became quite hot. One unusual detail seemed interesting to him, Vika and Ksyusha sat together, turning over some papers according to the report, and often looked at him. But there was no desire to think about anything, and he simply scored on everything and continued to rest. Only one thought did not want to leave: "Angel and devil, both are good"

I haven’t written for a long time, please do not strongly criticize (=