Part 1. The loss of virginity

In my youth I had a lot of girls, all sorts of different. I studied at the psychology department and therefore I often used all sorts of methods to get what I wanted. For this, I even registered on the dating site and honed my skills.

Somehow I see a photo: a young girl, simply dressed, laid out on the personal page of the song Nirvana, Nautilus. We wrote off, walked in the park, it turned out to be just a cutie. I immediately put on the image of a super-psychologist, it attracted the baby, besides, I was older than her, in general, everything indicated that I would have her. In the evening, write off.
“Come,” I say, “watch a movie.”
She is:
- What?
I tensed.
“Sid and Nancy, do you love Nirvana?”
- I love. You promise you won't bother?

I laughed for a long time on my side of the monitor, but I swore an oath to her. I turned over all night, got up several times and ran to the toilet, because in my thoughts I had already put her in all poses and we reached a mutual orgasm. We met in the park and after the walk went to my house, to the “cinema”. I have not touched it once, we are sitting in a minibus, I think about how to quickly unleash it for sex, because I see that it is either inexperienced, or will not give it right away. Then she embarrassedly pulls my hand and shows a sticker near our seats for "a place for kisses." I smiled, wait, I think you will kisses. She was a little offended, then I did not give her a hand, leaving the minibus, she got up, standing. And I go, I go, I look - there is no her near, I had to go back, take her hand and keep it.

Go to the apartment with wine. I lock the door with a key, Sasha (she had a name like a boy's) goes into a panic, but doesn't give a look. I pour wine, she drinks, and I sit watching, trying not to drink too much so as not to lose control. A drop of wine flows down my chin, everything in my pants strains, but she has not drunk enough, and I turn on the movie. She sits on the bed against the wall in a clamped pose. I lie down. Then I tell her:
- Honey, maybe you better lie down, it will be more convenient.
She lies down, and then I understand that she really came here to watch a movie!
I wiggle a little, but I remember the wine, and she drinks the second glass already. Finally I lay down, and my eyes appear bending breasts under a t-shirt. My erection begins, and I reach for it, trying to pull back the T-shirt and expose my stomach. But she squeezes her hand hard and does not allow to touch. I begin to move more vigorously, I hear her voice:
- Lesh, do not.
“Okay,” I say, “I won't.”

She just relaxed, I turned her head to mine and touched my lips. She allowed me to do this, penetrating the tongue into her mouth, she responds with passion to me. We kiss for a long time. I start the movement to her skirt, Sasha’s eyes are closed, I feel the complete submission of her body, but again her damn hand forbids me to get closer. I begin to shower her face and neck with kisses, and for a moment it seems to me that she no longer possesses herself; , but the girl wriggles without letting herself touch. I lean on her from above, I feel how my penis is bent, pressing against her belly, I use force, Sasha whispers:
- Lesha, do not.

I hold her hands with my right hand, the left one penetrates under the skirt, draws back the lace of the panties, and there the fingers immediately feel the viscous liquid. The girl is overwhelmed with lubricant. I am a beast, Sasha begins to moan, but resists. She turned out to be surprisingly flexible — somehow gathering herself into a ball, she ducked under me, in a moment slipped off the bed and stood at the exit.
- So, Alex, if you do not stop, then I will immediately leave.
I calmed down a bit, scared of her care, went to the shower, washed with cold water.

Then he stood in the kitchen, smoking.She didn’t stand alone for a long time, came, stood far away from me and looked very interested, as if I was some kind of exotic beast. I put out a cigarette. He approached her, kissed her, she did not resist. During that first meeting, I made several attempts, but I met all the same resistance, wound up even more, and decided:
- You want to fight, we will fight.
When she left me, I wrote a text message to her: “Sasha loves Lesha, Lesha loves Sasha”.

Then we wrote off again. I did not mention the incident, but it did not give her peace of mind.
She is:
- Let's go for a walk.
I:
- I can not, come to me.
- Will you again harass me?
- I will not.
- I do not believe.
- Do not believe.
- When to come?

I was waiting for her, I was very angry. Moreover, she confessed her virginity to me. I could not check this fact, alas. Again I felt like a fourteen-year-old, the riser started long before her arrival, and during our entire conversation on the net, my hand continually fell into my pants.

We started from the doorway, I lifted her, she threw her legs over my lower back, I pressed her against the wall and in order not to scare, I started kissing her neck easily. This time she was prudent and wore jeans, I stroked her pussy through the fabric, Sasha instantly blushed all over.

I tried to move her hand to my crotch, so that she understood how much excites me, felt a heavy and resilient member, but the girl was terribly frightened. I loosened the belt on jeans ... Sasha began to pull out, biting, I let go of her, she said:
“I have to go to the toilet,” and ran away.
I sat there for a long time, I knocked.
- Well, I will not touch you, go out.
She went out. It did not suit me, stood at a distance of a meter. I lit a cigarette.
- Why do you smoke?
I looked at her evil.
- What else is left for me? Maybe enough to engage in gymnastics, move on to specific actions. And then I already earned spermotoksikoz.

Sasha pretended that she didn’t understand anything, maybe, however, it was so. In this meeting, I managed to pull the bra off the girl, but it didn’t bring me closer to the fact that my dick was inside her. At the end of the conversation, Sasha was so angry that she said that she would not come to me anymore.
I told her:
- Well, scram.
After her departure, I turned on porn from Privacy, and masturbated, noting how one or another actress looked like Sasha. Then I thought about a calmer head and wrote a text message to her:
"You're a fool and your tits are fake." Although they were real.

Two months have passed, somehow I am lying with one girl after sex, I receive a text message with the text:
"I want you. Tell me when. Sasha.
I threw up a little, I taught her a little bit, having written that I don’t even know, because I have a mistress, why betray her, and Sasha wrote: “I only want you. I want to see your cock, caress it with my lips, so that I resist, and you took me by force, penetrated me. ”
I write: “Tomorrow at one o'clock”.
And now it is tomorrow. I am waiting for Sasha at the bus stop, she writes: “Lesh, please, get to such a stop, I got lost”.
Well, I went. And it was necessary to go about two kilometers. I'm waiting. It took about ten minutes, I write to her: "Where are you?" Writes: "Right now I’ll go." I waited for her forty minutes and went home.
In the evening, smska: “I hope you waited a long time. I hate you, scum. "
Female revenge, bitch. Horrible and inevitable. Well, I told her:
"You're anxious fool, go far."

Part 2. At the reception at the doctor

Ten years have passed. Term considerable. I'm going to sit down after work at a restaurant. I pull the handle of the front door - what the hell is locked. And inside the light and music rumbles. I pull again - locked.
Then the waiter comes, opens:
- We have ordered a hall here, a local business woman celebrates its anniversary. I look at him, take out a gold client card, shove a couple of bills into my jacket pocket.
Is he:
- Come on, only to the bar.

And here I sit at the bar, I drink the second glass of whiskey and correspond with my secretary. The other day I could not resist, and when she brought me a cup of coffee, looking at me with lust, I closed the office door and asked ...