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Mama! - Masha screamed when they almost fell off the chair. - Oh! Oh! - she was filled with her laughter-bell.
- Why are you laughing?
- Good to me, so I laugh ... Come on. Come on, knight. Let's go to the palace, - she grabbed Kostya by the hand and, dragging her to the bed, jumped there, as she was, in her shoes and dress:
- Come to me!
Kostya jumped there, and they were delivered like happy kittens. - Iiiiyyyy! - Masha squealed and laughed, and Kostya along with her. - Well? Well? She asked when she had a little breath.
- What is "well"?
- Who is first?
- What?
“Here's a fool!” “What, what ..." - she lifted herself and pulled off her dress, remaining in the same linen and shoes. - Now you.
Kostya, without taking his eyes off her, stripped down to his underpants and undershirts.
- and all? You are a coward.
- I'm not a coward.
- Coward. Let `s together.
Carefully, adjusting to each other, they exposed the torsos.
- Well? - whisper asked Masha.
She had boobs-nipples nipples down, touching and funny. They immediately wanted to lick and pull their noses. - Fearfully?
- Not.
“Have you done this before?”
- Yes.
- But not me.
- Me neither. I lied.
- We are both good. I lied too ... Your turn!
- What is it? - Kostya asked, but still took off his panties, exposing a big cock, purple and full of excitement.
- Togo. Close your eyes.
- You did not close ...
- Close the!
Kostya closed his eyes. After a second, a warm body clung to him, his lips were poking into his face, and Kostya groaned with bliss that enveloped him like a cocoon ...
- Like, yes? - whispered lips.
- Ahhhh ...
- Do not look at me. Do not look there. Come on right away ... - Masha groped her dick and tried to stick it in herself. Kostya groaned:
- I have ... no ... a condom ...
- and? What to do?
- I do not know ... Ahhhh!
He suddenly grabbed Masha, half-mounted him, by his bare thighs, and with a force pulled on him.
- Awww ... - Masha arched.
- Painfully? Sorry Sorry...
- Yes, nooooo ... Ahhh ...
- What?
- Aaaa ... I just did not know that it was so nice, did you understand? Ahhhh ...
Inspired Kostya pressed into Masha until it stops and began to throw her with force, holding her hips.
An energetic rhythm burst out of him, and Kostya pushed him into sweet female flesh — more, and more, and more ...
- BUT! BUT! BUT! - Masha moaned.
Her boobs-booties jumped up and down like inflatable balls. Kostya arched his lips and grabbed one.
Masha whimpered:
- Oh, she, she ... ahhhh! Aaaaaa! ..
Kostya tugged his nipple like a string. The shaking was so mad that the boob barely held in the mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm ...” he suddenly roared, without opening his lips, and squeezed with a stranglehold on the Thigh Machine.
His cock rushed, pushed and poured it with new, new, new streams of sperm, sweet and burning, like a punch, if it is poured directly into the throat ...
- Awww ...
- Ahhhhh ...
Masha was lying on him and breathing in his neck.
- You ... finished?
- Nooooo ... but it was soooooo ...
- Let me do it to you ... well ... this ...
- Not!
- Why?
- Do not. Do not look there ...
- Well, how? I just got you there ...
- Noooooo!
But Kostya has already unfolded it. And froze.
-... Here you go. I told you!
- What is it?
- Never mind. Scars.
- Scars? Did you have a surgery?
Masha was silent. Then she asked:
- Is it very terrible?
- Well, where is it? ... Tell me.
She was silent.
- Tell me! What happened to you?
Masha sighed:
- Okay. You asked for it. Five years ago I was raped. Three. And then they got me ... They took a big knife and cut me off ... here, - Masha touched with her finger huge scars, darkened at the place of the labia, big and small. - I felt everything. I screamed like a slice ... because it was slashed. They butchered me like a carcass. Then they cut off my fingers. Here ... - she took off her shoe, pulled up her leg, and Kostya with horror saw that there were no half fingers on her foot. - Lomali, then cut. Then they began to tear my hair. They grabbed it like this - Masha wrapped the lock on her fingers - and tore. Thinly taken, so surely for sure ... Then I don’t remember anything. I only remember the hospital. I bled to death, and I was barely saved ...
She spoke in a deaf voice, like from under a pillow.
- Since then, I have no one ... well, you understand. Consider you my first man.
Kostya was sitting like a stone.
Then he suddenly fell on Masha and began kissing her, choking on saliva and tears:
- Masha ... Masha ... Now I will always be with you ... Now no one will ever offend you ... No one ... never ...
***
In the morning, when they walked to the subway, two of them blocked the road.
- BUT? What did you want to tell us yesterday? BUT? I can not hear! - asked Kostya alone, squeezing his neck.
He wheezed and blew bubbles.
The second approached, swung ...
Suddenly, everything overturned. His throat was coughing up, the sun and blue sky struck the eyes ...
“They hit me in the jaw and it didn't hurt me?” Kostya thought ... and suddenly he realized that it was not him who was hit.
Holding his throat, he rose from the grass.
- It is for you! - Machines fist again and again flew into the face Ambalu, fell on the grass. - And you! - she added Kostya to the offender.
Both music lovers were rolling around like pears, squishing their nosed noses.
“Though not lying down, but ... Kostya, Kostinka, how are you?” - she ran to him. - They are not much you? ... Come on, my bunny ...
Kostya looked at her, not moving from the spot.
- What? I am the champion of Moscow in Thai boxing, didn’t I tell you? ... Nowadays, you have to be strong. It was then that she left the hospital - and immediately went to the courses ... Moscow does not believe in tears. Let's go to!
“But ...” Kostya trudged behind her, looking around at the lying embals. - But ... And yesterday, at the metro ...
- Aaaa ... So Vasyuh with Shamilka, my classmates. Normal boys never pestered ... Their manners, however, are not noble ... You impressed them a lot. You see, though they are normal, they are all hilyaks. After all, I know them as peeling ... And you are the first real man I met in my life. And now I'm not going anywhere ... Green! Run!
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No words. You are the best.
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Good. Remove rape and Thai boxing and you’ll have a really very talented story.
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... And it will turn out really very banal story;)
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Just with rape and boxing, there is nowhere more banal, since the classic “knocking out tears with the knee” (c) seems to be D. Bykov. Yes, and the technique used at least ten thousand times. And the story does not need it, he is not talented by the plot - that the plot, there are, they say, four dozen in all the literature - but precisely by the form.
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Awesome!
Beautiful, juicy, concise, clever, interesting ...
There are a lot of pleasant faces ...
Thank you so much ... and you really, Human
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Excellent, as always !!!
Once again you confirm my opinion that women should rely only on themselves in this man’s world ...
I want to believe that though Masha was lucky and she met a real man
(not by the size of a member), but by human qualities, which will love, respect and take care of its woman ...
Thanks Man !!!
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Great story!
Man, I always admire your style :) You are the only author on the CT, whose obscenities do not cause disgust, but, on the contrary, give the text additional charm.
And always an unexpected plot twist - you can never predict what will be on the next page. Thank!
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Forgive the slow-witted, who said at the very end: “... Green! Run! ”? ... Well, Kostya, well done, made me laugh with his“ debut ”on the spot, I had to read it lying on the sofa. Although, both heroes match each other: Modesty and despair in one bottle. They are the decoration of the story. And boxing or karate, maniacs or hooligans is not so important. For two small pages, nice images of two young men-heroes of our time were drawn. For all this disgrace to the author - the article and the tower, t.e. +10.
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it's really interesting who are the 4 who ticked “no obscene words”))))
and the story is awesome. I love your talent, Chelovekus!
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A gorgeous story, keep it up, that is, write!
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* picking up a female tear with a handkerchief * thanks ...
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funny))
I had such a girlfriend. Only here in a combat situation did not bring her to see. I had to simulate on paper, or rather, on the monitor. I wrote a story on this topic.
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