The story was written in collaboration with Candy 12

Boris

A man who does not know how to fry potatoes - and not a man at all. Surprised? But not me! First you need to clean its skin. Remove outerwear. This is not always possible. Potato slips out of hand, rolls on the floor, hiding in places where you can find it. Any girl is not always ready to undress in front of a guy, especially if this is her first time.

Potatoes do not want to part with their skin. Because in her she is warm and comfortable and she does not blacken in the air. Any virgin is not ready to allow to tear off her skin, to transfer her to a new female level. After all, then the word: "girl", it seems to her expletive. She is already a woman! She no longer has a hymen, and no matter who tore her: a gray-haired sexology professor or fellow student whose member is worth most of the time than she lies.

Peeled potatoes should be cut with plastics or straws. But this is someone as you like. The main thing is not to forget salt, add lavrushki and onions. When she turns red, just do it, turn around ...

My name is Boria. My name is associated with the bull by many. I was him. Born in another time, in a different incarnation, would have covered many cows. But not this time. This time I was a man. Potatoes did not know how to fry - they did not teach. But the woman wanted to save no! In their own, recently, 18 years old.

Svetlana

We have one guy in the group. Handsome - no doubt. He often looked at my body. At first it seemed to me that he liked my tights, nicely fitting my legs, inherited from my grandmother Rai. Then I began to sin on a little white skirt. Shoes - gently turquoise? Maybe he liked my sunglasses? Passing by a guy, she took the podium step, a little cheeky, strongly shaking her beautiful ass, more than once seen in the bathroom mirror, inherited from my mother. Suspecting something was wrong: Suddenly the guy fell in love not only with my figure, but with everything that constitutes my integrity, he began to more often come across his eyes.

Finally it happened! Boryusik tore off his beautiful ass, which I wanted to crush and scratch, and maybe even bite, stood in front of me, blocking the road, and said:

- Sveta. I really want to take you home and carry your bag ...

Pleading, blushing, pale, I, of course, agreed. And who does not agree? If you offer to bring a bag of 12 kg weight for free?

It was a pleasant, cozy spring evening. We walked, talking about nothing. Here is the entrance of my house. We stood at the door, continuing to chat about anything. Suddenly a rain broke out. Lightning thundered. Boris, quickly bowing, joined the shroud of rain ...

Boris

I still decided to invite her on a date. More precisely not on a date. He offered to carry out his services to the house, to the hut. When we stood near her porch, suddenly a great downpour began. This was a must see! Hoping for the passion of his passion, I decided to make a knight's move. I was not able to make a couple of steps, as she dragged me back to the waterless palaces. And where did the forces only come from this miniature pupa?

- You're not going anywhere! - said the dream of my erotic dreams, - we will rise to me; I will give you hot tea. Your wet clothes need to be dried ... Just behave yourself! I'm not that ... Well, do you understand?

Svetlana

Of course, I could not let him go into the unknown. Wet through in the rain. Grabbing the pretty jacket from Cardin, pulled him back. Where did I get my strength from? I promised to leave him at night in his stables. Just so that no, no. I am not like this! I am a girl of strict rules. And to go to bed with the first comer - not in my rules.

Borenka took off everything, dressed in his father's robe, looked at me with all the passion and lust.Suddenly, jumping off the chair, the guy grabbed my beautiful body with his hefty paws and pressed himself to me with his very strong front.

“Lana, Lana,” he mumbled in vehemence, “you can't even imagine how I want you!”

His body was warming my adorable tummy, in which butterflies fluttered, tickling my nature ...

Then I could only guess what he means by the word: "I want." Kiss? But it is possible! Only not passionately and not with the language.

- kiss? - I asked, - well, let's kiss. Only without a language.

We began to lick like two little kittens, nakushivshiesya sour cream and licking each other. In men, I like two things. This is their butt and belly. In the ass to kiss Borenka, in my opinion, it was still too early. He thinks more, God knows what. And in the tummy: so warm, soft, smooth, seductive, did not consider it shameful. Therefore, when my boyfriend kissed my neck, pulled out and, holding up his T-shirt, took up what she had dreamed of on long summer nights, she began to kiss his beautiful tummy. Boria at that time was playing with my hair, probably creating various hairstyles or sculptural structures from them. His hands and walked on them. Sometimes weaving braids out of them, and sometimes ruffling like straw ...

Boris

Once in the house of his beloved, the first thing he asked for in the bathroom. I was really wet - even the pants were: at least squeeze. Throwing off everything, he donned a robe, kindly provided by my passion. He didn’t wash much, but he took his friend well. Who knows, what if he introduced himself today to visit his girlfriend's chink? It must be clean and tidy. In the room, Sveta invited me to sit on a chair, and we again started talking about anything. My heads were spinning at the same time, I didn’t understand anything about what she said there. Just admired her beautiful lips, which I wanted to kiss. Her breasts, well tucked under the dressing-gown's fabric, prompted me to inadequate actions. Yielding to the momentary impulse, he jumped off the chair and firmly pressed his friend to my desired tummy, demanding it to surrender to me, this very moment.

She did not understand my request. I after all clearly and clearly said that I want her. She thought I wanted to kiss. We began to kiss. Suddenly, Lanuska pulled my t-shirt up and began kissing my belly. I already suspected that the case was heading for a blowjob. But where there. My girl either pretended to not understand what a peasant needed in my position, or really did not know about the properties of a male soul hidden in the crotch of his legs ...

Svetlana

Sometimes he pulled my sweet head away from his sweet tum and kissed on the neck, sponges, cheeks - where it was necessary. I struggled and continued to kiss his sweet tummy with kisses. I liked it so much that I even began to moan softly. In my panties, it was warm, wet, itchy. Butterflies tickled my tummy even more furiously.

Boris, whirling wildly with crazy eyes, asked me if I really wanted it here and now? Am I sure that this should happen today?

Not realizing what the guy wants from me, but remembering the books I read before, I realized that he wants to deprive me of the most expensive one especially for eroticspace.info, which I have today - my virginity. Perturbed to the depths of my soul by trampling on my feelings, I said sharply and categorically: “No!” The face of my boyfriend was a very pitiful sight. He probably hoped to gain courage by taking advantage of me. But it is also impossible. Not the first day.

Of course, I was not against it - how much you can build a hymen? And the years are running out. I recently turned 18. It's time to enter adult life. Yes, and friends said that it was painful for the first time, but then it was nice, it just flies away! Of course, I did not say it out loud, but I made it clear to my beloved that today he would not break anything. But in the near future ... But first he must prove his love ...

Boris

In short, her answer was categorically negative. Of course, I was upset, but not enough to be offended ...