- What is there? Has something changed?

“Aha !,” Olya replied, “the arrow slightly moved.

- Then what are we worth? All to me! You need to drive it into the green sector. Rama, come on! Your mascara alone is enough. Only, damn it, do not cling to me!

- Damn! I feel we all have to climb there, - said Ilya.

- It will be difficult, - I estimated the size of the Roma niche, - 4 people will fit in here, at most 5. And we are 8. Anyway. Let's try.

Everything turned out as he expected. On the cylinder, tightly pressed, fit four. Then, from the open side, Kostya’s lungs somehow managed to cling to Light. But where to put two more!? Putting someone on the shoulders of another was not an option - the height of the niche did not allow. The seemingly impossible task was further complicated by the fact that everyone’s bodies were still slippery with oil. As a result, this task had to be carried almost as much as with the previous two. But the solution was still found. Ilya and Roma joined their elbows in the depths and held Ramil’s gymnastic hands-on arm, which practically fell out of the niche, resting its bare feet on the rounded edge of the cylinder. In the ring formed by these three, everyone else should have been crammed.

Svetochka felt awful. She was squeezed from all sides. Ramil's firmament pressed against her belly, squeezing Mila’s bodies from Kostya from the sides, and pressing Lida’s chest on her back. The extremities of 5 people were intertwined in an unimaginable tangle, because who as got into the ring, he remained in this position. There was no chance to change the position. Someone's palm was tightly pressed to her ass, and Svetochka's left hand was inexplicably caught between Olya's legs. She tried to free her, but Tonkova apparently decided that Sveta was slipping out and squeezing her hips with all her strength. "Well, nothing," thought Svetochka, - "Not long to endure!". But she was cruelly mistaken.

- Weight is adopted !, - the same nasty voice sounded from the hidden speaker, - The countdown begins. 120 ... 119 ... 118 ...

“Damn it!” Ilya swore in his heart, “Keep the guys!” Hold !! 2 minutes.

- Shut up! And so bad! - Roma tensely snapped back.

Inside the plexus of bodies the movement began, and Sveta did not like it very much. An unknown hand began to move slowly down between her buttocks. The finger of the aggressor lingered a little on her anus, and then slid in the direction of the crotch. The girl panicked and tried to turn around, but Ramil immediately barked at her:

- Nobody move !!! I barely hold on!

Light froze, resigned inevitably, and began to analyze. Squinted at Kostya. “Not him. There, hands in another place. The rest of the guys can't either. Lida is behind her, and she doesn’t have to turn out her palm. Is lovely She can if left hand. “Sveta turned her head and buried her nose in Mila’s armpit. “So her hand is at the top. It turns out there is only Olya? Hmmm ... Short haircut, like a boy. The nails are short and do not paint them. "0" cosmetics. And sports underwear wears. And my hand did not let go ... Is it really from THESE ?! ”

As if to confirm these guesses, the finger reached its goal and slipped into the holy of holies. It was easy, since Sveta's hole had been oozing from excitement. At first she experienced horror, and then, when her finger began to move rhythmically inside her, this feeling gave way to incredible pleasure and joy that engulfed the whole body. The girl wanted Olya to continue and continue, but the implacable voice was already counting the last seconds:

— ... 3... 2... 1

The human construction immediately collapsed, and everyone was relieved to the sides, rubbing the stiff limbs. Sveta guessed correctly, but for some reason she wanted to hear it with her ears. Therefore, she went to Olya, took her hand, which was still about to caress her and asked quietly:

- Was that you?

- Yes...

- Why?

- Never mind. Then, - Olga broke out and moved aside.

As expected, after the first part of the task was completed, the remaining niches were opened. There were similar cylinders, but much smaller diameter. Roma has developed a hectic activity. Moreover, according to the fallen dignity it was noticeable that the quest fascinated him already more than the proximity of 4 attractive young female persons. First, he drove the most difficult Ramil on each of the cylinders. The arrow deviated in different ways, but never reached the green sector. In the third niche, it was closest. Then he made Rama take a place there with Sveta. The arrow froze exactly in the middle of the desired area. So, it remained to find 3 more combinations. Roma learned the weight of each of the team and proceeded to the calculations in his mind. As a result, he drove himself to a dead end, but he realized that he was wrong with the first combination.

- Moron! - he self-critically slapped his forehead, - They are all set on different weight!

I had to start everything all over again, but after 15 endless experiments, the problem was solved. It only remained for everyone to take their places in pairs, and the path would be open. To Ramil’s displeasure, he got Olya. Ilya - Mila, Lida - Kostya, and Roma - Light. The piquancy of the situation consisted in the fact that it was only possible to stand in niches very close to each other. The girls, retaining the remnants of decency, amicably turned their backs on the guys. And all of them turned out relatively decent, except for one pair.

The disproportionately long legs of Lida were to blame. Because of this feature, Kostya’s member was not in the region of the sacrum or higher, but between the buttocks. And in the lower part of the hollow. And this fact played a cruel joke with a couple. When all the niches were occupied, the hatches opened above each one and wide leather straps slowly began to descend onto the pair with a buzz. The belts were closed with ingenious massive locking devices. Thin steel rods were fastened to these devices, leaving invisible opposite ends in the hatches and providing lowering. The belts ring each pair. Their movement stopped when each belt reached the middle of the ass of the man he had inherited. There was a click and this time the electric actuators in the locking devices buzzed, tightening the belts. As soon as Kostya felt this, he jumped back in surprise. His male organ remained free for just a moment, the head sank a little, but that was enough for the unforeseen to happen. The next second, the belt already tightly pulled the guy to Lida with his hands, and at the same time a member slipped into her well-fertilized with grease.

- What are you doing, moron !!! - screamed girl.

Kostya convulsively twitched, but from this only entered even deeper.

- Lyubimov !!! Take it away immediately! Goat!! Bitch fucking !!! - Lida did not let up.

- But how? I can not ... I ... I accidentally ... honestly! Forgive, - bleated Kostya.

“What have you got there?” Mila asked from a nearby booth, laughing.

- Yes, fucked up full! This freak ... Damn, I can not even say.

“Oh,” Ilya guessed, and sneered mockingly, “It seems our Kostik has become a man.” Congratulations

- Damn, what to do right now ?, - Lida whimpered.

“Relax and have fun,” Mila chuckled. “What are you going to do now?”

The devices clicked again. The rods cleared and crawled back into the hatches. And behind them opened the door number 9.

* * *

- Hiroshi, I am very unhappy! You said you calculated everything!

“I don't understand, Nakai-san.”

- Why did not he take into account the growth? I hoped that in this position there would be 2-3 couples, and not one!

- Oh! Forgive me, Nakai-san! More of this will not happen again.

- Okay. Anyway, no one will escape this.

* * *

With cylinders somehow descended. Now I had to get to the door. It was extremely inconvenient to walk, especially with hands pressed to the body - it was necessary to go over and over with small feet simultaneously. From the side, for sure, it looked very comical .... Read more →