What can I say, the day did not ask. Although recently everything seemed to be good: beloved boyfriend, plans for the evening, plans for the weekend, plans for the month ... Yes, I like to plan, I don’t have impulsiveness, disorder or “crazy” in me. So I planned it out - I was standing at the bus stop in the evening, I swallow uninvited tears.

And how can you not cry when Olezhka’s face, already a former guy, is in front of your eyes: “Understand, Lena, you are good, smart, correct, but ... I don’t even know what to say. You and I are only half a year together, and have been married for ten years. You're a sweet, homely girl, but now I need something else ... “Yeah, I know what he needs. More precisely, who is needed.

Olka, my best friend. Well, yes, too - the former. A girl with the appearance of an angel, capable of one smell of alcohol to lose all sorts of "brakes" and go into the lead. The strip on the table in the club - it was, to press into the company of "persons of Caucasian nationality", arrange advance payments, and then on the telephone, in a plaintive whisper, ask "Helen, please get me out of here" - easily. And who will save the dissolute girl? That's right, clever, practical girlfriend with her boyfriend. So I saved until I rescued.

And what did he find in her? I, by the way, prettier! Raven-wing hair, dark eyes, a god-shaped figure to everyone, chest of a normal third size, and not faint hints, like some. Extreme, wasn’t he enough in life? So would jump with a parachute. It is not enough for him, the goat, those Caucasians beat their faces. Although Olezhka eventually won. He is strong with me ... only now - not with me. So, do not cry, and so people squint ...

- Beautiful, what is the hour of happiness?

I emerge from the memories and look at the road with bewilderment. What is this phenomenon with brazen questions? No, I also know that on this street often moths are found, and just at this and the next stop, but I have something to do with it ?! It is dressed decently, just barely made up. And the phenomenon - nothing so-so, if confused - would jump for joy. Dear car, driving - a guy with a stone physiognomy, or a driver, or a security guard, a curious citizen himself sat in the backseat. Forty years old, not handsome, but his face is pleasant, manly is, his eyes are gray, attentive. He looks at me with lazy curiosity, as if already putting on clothes. The owner of life, damn it.

I open my mouth to send a lover of the "sweet" to hell, ... but politely, and with all the tact. Roughly sending the owner of an expensive car is better when you have the same friends and patrons, or you can easily find trouble for yourself at the bottom ninety. It was just as soon as I took a breath in my chest, as the picture of this evening flashed before my eyes: I was picking ice cream and hugging my best friend the whole evening sobbing and complaining to each other what kind of men were goats.

Although stop - girlfriend from the program of the evening strike out: she is busy now, my previous goat is pleasing, the bitch is terrible. Even better, sob and pick up the stress of ice cream in splendid isolation. Oil painting - "The right girl Lena is experiencing separation from her beloved." And from this it became suddenly so insulting that I wanted to prove to the whole world “I am not boring! I can also be ... well ... wrong, here! ”Therefore, instead of a polite refusal, I suddenly give out:

- Five thousand - an hour, handsome. And for thirty - the whole night of happiness.

Judging by the surprise on the face - went too far with the price. Well, okay. To undress with his eyes, he stopped, stared at his face in bewilderment, and seemed even slightly angry. I smile back as charmingly as possible (charmingly, not caustically, damn it) and meet the gaze with a challenge: “What, did you not expect? That's how! And in general, pay - or do not delay the queue. " Oh, it looks like I’m in vain: I didn’t have to play with my eyes Anger out of sight, on the contrary - in the eyes of interest appeared, and some excitement.And a little smile on her lips drew, a snide like that, scary already in advance.

- Okay, beautiful, jump.

Heck! No, you can just turn around and quickly jerk away from the stop. It is unlikely that he will run after me, nafig I gave him up. On the other hand, she herself wanted to do something crazy? And the craziest thing to do is hard to find: ordered - get it and sign it. So decide, Lenok.

I got into the car with a shiver in my knees. It’s scary all the same, and it’s unusual: I’ve had very little experience in my nineteen years, and that’s all with Olezhka, so I’m confused about how I should behave, I can imagine it purely theoretically. According to the films.

- What's your name? - and the voice is also pleasant, sure so. And I can consider myself better - strong, dense, but not fat. Strong, I guess.

“Lena,” she answered, and mentally gave herself a slap. Well, why was the real name something to call? Although, no matter how little Flax in the world.

- Lena, it means, - smiles again, sits, - And call me Yura.

- As you say, Yura, - something my heroic fuse began to slowly evaporate. And the car is already going somewhere. And I appeal to him to you. It is necessary as, maybe, more carefully? And this ... Yura smiles even wider. He took me by the chin and considers, as if evaluating. And now - let go, and ran his fingers over his lips, slid off his neck, stroked so that the goosebumps went all over his body. I sit neither alive nor dead, scary to eerie, ... but at the same time - the humidity between the legs appeared, and breathing became faster.

And he, apparently, had seen enough, and gently, but persistently put his hand on my head and inclines to the groin.

- Come on, Lena, work your mouth while we go.

And his palm is soft, but like a steel one - I feel that it is useless to twitch. I just dared to squeak:

- Not with the driver ...

The man didn’t even answer me, he just grunted. With her naughty fingers, she unzipped her fly, released a hardening member from her underwear and froze. And that will be me today ... will they have ?! Oh mommy, I have so much space!

- What, like? - in the voice of a man downright abyss of complacency, obviously proud. He even loosened his grip, gave time to look, but again he pulled my head down.

- Come on, beautiful, caress him.

Carefully touched the already fully standing member with her palm, gently walked along the entire length ... and gently nodded her swollen head. The man sighed loudly, his hand increased the pressure, hurrying. I dutifully sucked the excited flesh, seeking to take in my mouth as much as possible. She pulled away, releasing a member who had glistened with saliva from her mouth, ran her tongue all the way from the scrotum to the tip, after which she let in again the mighty aggregate between her open lips, plunging it deeper and more and more excited by it. Strange, I expected that doing a blowjob to an absolutely unfamiliar man would be disgusting, or even just unpleasant, but instead felt that if my mouth were not busy, I would have already begun to moan from overwhelming arousal.

At some point, the palm of Jura stopped simply stroking my hair, but began to set the rhythm, forcing her mouth to sit on the penis even deeper, sharper. Now the man just fucked me in the mouth, not caring about my comfort, powerfully, economically. True, I didn’t cause any pain, on the contrary - what was happening turned me on more and more, making me feel like a limp toy, but at the same time the word was unraveling some invisible knots in my mind. It turned out to be so easy, just to relax, to submit - and to give pleasure, while at the same time getting no less. Therefore, I did not make any attempt to free myself, and only tried as best as possible to caress the tongue, taking possession of my mouth.

I do not know how much time has passed, but now, having entered deeply especially deeply, the man began to finish. The wide palm did not allow me to step back, and my mouth filled with the salty and spicy taste of his seed. Olezhke I never let myself into my mouth, but now I just had no choice.And for some reason, it didn’t become disgusting at all, just this taste added some special flavor to what happened. I'm slow ...