Hello.

My name is Alena. I am 23 years old, I work as a web designer in one rather big website development company. And, in general, all this does not matter.

I look like? To tell the truth, as the most ordinary girl, what darkness in the street. Maybe I'm not a beauty, on which guys hang on piles, but far from ugly. And what's more - I know very well how to apply myself ... in all senses, if you understand what I mean.

The only thing that makes me stand out from the crowd of people is my red hair. Thick, silky, long with almost an elbow. And, perhaps that is all that I will tell you about my appearance. Think about all the rest.

In short, if you add up the very famous saying “red-shameless” and a little less well-known song about Alain ... then you will understand what it was like when this fucking tune sounded from half of the city speakers. Especially considering that both the saying and the song in my attitude are not so far from the truth.

With the next arrival of cold weather in Russia, instead of chasing my Sims in my spare time, I decided to sit in virtual chats for adults. To be honest, what really excites me the most is not sex as such, not every vulgarity or specific moments there. I feel terribly driven by one single sensation — my own depravity.

And when I retell stories from my life, I relive all those moments again. I remember all my feelings. And looking for something like those times.

However, in my opinion it would be dishonest to leave these stories secret from everyone. So here they are - my stories told here and there.

*** The first story of the Minx: cinema ***

>> Did I have an extreme?

It was this question that led me to the first story I told.

Yes, it was. Not once, not twice, not even ten. As I said, I love to feel slutty. And what is this lewdness without a bit of risk?

One of the cases that fit this description was not so long ago. My boyfriend, Vlad, took me to the movies. The film was no longer new and we probably got one of the most recent shows. It was almost midnight on the clock, in the hall - hardly a dozen people.

Vlad's only blunder was that I had already seen this film. That's just my new guy was not in the know.

However, he honestly brought me to the cinema, bought tickets, and even grabbed a cola so that my throat would not go dry. I would be utterly selfish if I did not repay him anything for all this.

I came up with the script in advance - there was time. As soon as the light went out, I immediately pulled off my panties, beautifully arching right in the chair. Vladik almost immediately understood what I was doing, but didn’t even squeak so as not to attract attention. Just looked around fearfully.

We sat on the penultimate row, almost exactly in the middle of the hall. While behind us, though a little away, there was a young couple. On the "places for kissing", as they are called.

I honestly did not care. The girl was in an autumn coat, wearing a belt. As soon as I saw her, as she climbed with her boyfriend on the last row, I could not get rid of the thoughts, what is hidden under a thick cloth - ordinary clothes or still a naked body?

Judging by the brightly painted lips, I would not be particularly surprised at the second option.

Vlad, however, did not care. I sat back down, hiding my panties in my purse, and put my hand exactly on his fly, starting to stroke lightly.

The whole guy flushed slightly. In the end, the film has not even started yet - trailers followed one after the other, and I already went into action, clearly hinting at the likelihood of sex.

Vlad every now and then turned his head, looking at a couple - have you noticed? And I still with a light pressure stroked his standing member. The film began and only here my boyfriend calmed down a little.

But, as it turned out, it is in vain.

- Get your dick! - I whispered in a voice trembling with impatience.

Vlad's gaze was, to put it mildly, stupefied. He, well, he did not count on anything like that right in the cinema. And in my head with the gong I beat the same thought - “I want it!”

I was sitting in my place, running my hand under my skirt, slowly stroking my wet hole with excitement, holding my boyfriend for his dick with my other hand. Slowly stroking it, massaging fingers. Not giving Vlad for a second forget about what is happening.

After fifteen minutes of viewing, the guy reached out to me, tried to hug my shoulders, put his hand on my leg, but I gently pushed her back. Not now. Everything was dry in my mouth, a juicy cock smacked on my lips. Mentally, I already sucked. Again and again, allowing Vlad everything he wants.

But in fact - just sat and more and more started. Not allowing to finish neither myself nor my boyfriend. I felt like a slutty bitch. Mentally imagined what other people would think of me if they noticed.

And even more start. I looked at the screen and almost did not see what was happening there. I didn't care about the movie. I simply craved sex. Flowed like a lustful bitch. But suffered, delayed pleasure.

But whatever I experienced there, Vlad was even harder. I kept his cock in suspense, thus knocking all possible thoughts out of the guy's head. I know that he really wanted to see this movie. But on the other hand, I also know that now he will never forget this film, although it is unlikely to remember.

Only when the situation on the screen went to the end, I finally leaned over. In one motion she grabbed the penis at the base and, opening her mouth wide, squeezed the dick with her lips.

A thick scent of excitement hit his nostrils. Captivating, winding me up even more. I just felt like losing control. I wanted to suck! Not even that. I craved it with all my heart! Mentally, I already sucked Vlad fifty times during this movie!

And now I terribly wanted to choose the best that was in my dreams and translate it into reality!

I sucked extremely slowly, slowly. Stretching your own pleasure. Clearly aware that after such an hour and a half torture, Vlad is likely to end in a matter of seconds if I go on the offensive.

I tightly squeezed a hot dick between my lips, slowly caressing him inside the mouth tongue. Pressing the head to your palate, teasing the bridle. Vlad began to moan gently, simply unable to restrain himself.

He tried his best to make me speed up - put his hand on the back of his head, pressed, gave a pelvis forward, driving his penis deeper, but I stopped at all when he did so.

I did not want to do everything quickly. I'm not some shy student who is trying to do business and finish as quickly as possible!

Not. I longed to stretch those moments. Turn the usual five-minute suction into an unforgettable eternity. My crack was burning with desire. I wanted sex, I wanted to stick something inside me, implant myself on Vladik's member. But I drove away these thoughts with all my might. Later. I will get my pleasure later. I was sure of that.

From the sound from the speakers, I determined that the film was left for about five minutes. And only then I accelerated sharply, sweeping over and over again, literally sitting down on Vlad's dick, almost completely releasing him into the air.

Needless to say, the guy began to cum almost immediately. I took his cum straight into my mouth, continuing to suck very actively, although not letting go of my mouth so that the odorous seed would not spill.

The taste is ... salty, spicy, weedy. Smell ... heavy, heady. Knocking all thoughts, except how to have sex. I swallowed this mixture, licked Vlad's dick, collecting every drop. And then ... continued. Again and again I sat down on the standing dick, pulling out new moans from Vlad, until the lights came on in the hall.

Only then I released a member from the captivity of my sponges.She licked herself, looking lustfully at Vladik, who was completely dazed by such unprecedented pressure. The guy slightly belatedly recollected himself, quickly hiding his riser in jeans.

I glanced at the back row. The couple was still sitting there. The girl corrected lipstick, looking in a miniature mirror. Having caught my eye, she grinned and slyly winked - they say, “yes, not only did you have fun.”

And we left. Out of the auditorium, out of the cinema. Vlad pulled me to his car, and I wondered - would we get to his apartment? And mentally glad that my panties are still in my purse - no need to take them off again.

I am pleased to read your comments and try to answer your questions.

- Your libertine, Alain.