Many years ago, when I was still an awkward teenager, our whole family was resting on the coast. For many months everyone remembered the gentle sun, rides, discos under the open sky. There I kissed for the first time. No, there was no insane love for the boy who became my companion in those summer months: rather, I loved the whole world with its bright colors and serene happiness, I loved the air soaked in sea salt that was drunk no worse than wine. Then it was simply impossible not to fall in love with someone.

But best of all from that magical time, I remembered what happened on one of the last nights on the sea, when I and my first boyfriend secretly went to a deserted night beach to fulfill my long-time dream. No, not at all the one that immediately comes to mind - we were still almost children and even secretly dreaming of more, did not dare to go further than kisses and tentative embraces. We just wanted to swim in the night sea. Then it seemed like an adventure to seal our friendship with some kind of common secret, which will help us keep the memory of each other for a little longer. After all, both understood that most likely, never see you again.

My boy, who didn’t swim very well, had already reached the beach, and I was alone in the water. Fascinated, I admired the beauty of the southern night sky. The sea surface was surprisingly calm, and literally sparkled with reflected starlight. If you turn towards the coast and listen, you could hear the noise of people laughing somewhere in the distance, see the glare of neon lamps and reflections of living fire. But it was enough to leave all this behind your back - and you seemed to be enclosed in a huge star sphere surrounding you from all sides. Nothing but bottomless darkness and myriads of ice sparks. It was at this moment that it came.

For some seconds, the sparkling surface of the water distorted, was covered with large ripples, tearing the celestial lace, and I suddenly ... no, did not see it, rather I felt something huge rising from the depths. Just splashed and swayed the water at a time when very close, almost touching my skin, someone's monstrously huge, flexible body swam. A barely audible rustle swept over the sea, like a sigh of an unknown creature. Fear caught my breath, and I, not even able to move, went head over water. Down slowly, as if reluctantly, and above his head, unable to break through, the starlight dimmed. Fear is gone, leaving instead a sense of absolute unreality of what is happening. But when I was ready to give up completely, I suddenly felt the same water fluctuation caused by someone’s strong body. Only this time I was not drowned deeper, but on the contrary, they threw me to the surface, as if an innocent child, who had climbed where it should not.

I screamed ... I tried it more precisely: I don’t know myself, but at some point I managed to swallow water. Nevertheless, my suitor heard, and after a couple of minutes we were both on the shore. I rewarded my savior with a kiss (as seductive as possible from my poor arsenal), and also silently agree to careful research - feeling some previously forbidden areas (ostensibly to make sure everything is in order). When asked what happened - he got off with the usual excuse from the “leg cramped” series (foot massage from the feet and to ... well, massage) and “caught her breath” (“hey, where are you going, everything is already in order!”) . I didn’t tell about the monster that had emerged from the darkness: pulling me out of the water, my boy didn’t see anything, and I wasn’t even sure that I didn’t dream everything that had happened.

For just a few years, I have had the same dream since then: I am floating among the stars, frozen like a butterfly in amber, from somewhere below, from the darkness something invisible but immense and ruthless is approaching me.But she always woke up before she knew the mysterious guest. As time went by, I grew up, and the dreams stopped.

***

That's all, lectures for today is over. Siblings unhurriedly diverge in different directions, who are alone, who are merry small groups. I say goodbye to everyone, habitually joking aside the offers to make a company, conduct, give a lift ... No, guys, thanks, I myself ... In the eyes of some of the guys I see a thoughtful expression, as if they are trying to remember something. Already hurrying home I allow myself a malicious smile: no, guys, you will not recognize in my appearance a pretty, but modest student that whose image you saw for a moment during parting. And in general, it is necessary to study more, and not to remember ... anything.

Home Sweet Home. Although, to be honest, a small rented apartment but comfortable and close to the university. This cozy nest is one of the reasons why the usual comic betting has grown into something more. Now you can relax, and in the late afternoon - you need to put yourself in order, prepare for the night when I, naked, stand before thousands of invisible eyes. And among these thousands will be his attentive glance. A fan’s glance, now in its fourth month, was spending a fair amount of money every day just to see how I enjoyed it ...

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Half a year ago, I trivialized my best friend's wish, and almost strangled her when I heard that this crazy creation was invented for me. No, one could expect anything from Oleski, but such a thing ?!

- Come on, there is nothing wrong with that. Well, undress in front of the camera. Well, maybe something else you do ... you caress yourself there, for example. So after all nobody near you will be. A webcam ... you imagine that it is not included, and you are alone in the room. Imagine your Grishka, such a bastard, well, like he hasn’t left the university yet - and ... Hey, it hurts!

- Painfully?! Yes, I will kill you now! - I wanted to hiss with rage, - Get naked in video chat, in front of a crowd of perverts ?! So that they would recognize me later in the subway? What do you think? What should I show there?

- Well, the face, of course, is not necessary to shine, - Lizka thought for a while, - In! Wear a mask. Velvet. And in general, why are you so eager? When arguing, I did not pull you by the tongue. By the way, you might still like it. Do you really never imagine that you are undressing, but someone is peeping after you?

- Well ... - I hesitated. No, I had such fantasies, only the moment for recognition in this is clearly not the right one.

- Who knows what I imagined. Well, Oles, ... well, let's do something else, eh?

However, my friend was adamant. One could simply refuse, but we have been friends since childhood, and such bets, sometimes rather risky, were an important part of our relationship. For all the years, no one has ever refused to fulfill their obligations. So after a few days I, shaking like an aspen leaf, lay on the bed in front of the webcam lens. From the monitor in response, a slightly frightened girl in a half mask and rather modest underwear was looking at me shyly.

Next to the image, the chat lines were running: the first spectators began to appear in a still innocent show. Poured requests and wishes, quickly drove me into the paint. I wanted to run away, but with it the excitement began to grow. All these people whom I have never seen and never see, now eagerly looked at my body and were eager to continue. Slowly, as if in thought, I bared my breasts, and began to stroke them, feeling my nipples harden from arousal.

Chat exploded with enthusiastic comments, I heard a strange ringing, but I hardly paid attention to it. The idea that thousands of men now see me caressing their breasts responded with a wave of sweet delight, thickly mixed with shame. Unable to hold back any longer, I groaned, and continuing to play with my nipples with one hand, with the other I reached for my pussy and began to stroke it right through the fabric.The monitor impartially reflected all the details: the cheeks glowing from excitement, bitten in a vain attempt to hold back the moan of the lips, the growing wet spot on the panties. At some point, got rid ...