1. Parallels of memory. Part 1
  2. Parallels of memory. Part 2

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- I have not seen any!
- Of course! Now tights are worn ... - she grumbled, - so, black!
As if by a wave of a magic wand, thin nylon stockings appeared in her hands. She raised her leg and put stockings on her foot. Then she put her foot on the ottoman, sitting sideways and slowly straightening the folds, began to stretch this article of clothing on the leg.
Have you seen a hungry cat looking at cream poured into a cup? I also watched! Eyes wide and wide open, even with his mouth open. Only my hand slowly moved along the excited trunk of the penis with blue swollen veins.

Pulling on her stockings and stroking her foot from the foot to the thigh, she began to pull the second one. We can say that “my saliva flowed” like Pavlov’s dogs in response to a whistle. When she bent down, reaching for her shins with her hands, in order to stroke both legs, pulled into stockings, I could not bear it and rushed forward.
- Sit down! - there was a sharp cry, and I, like an obedient puppy, returned to the place.
And this seductive fury took a belt out of the cabinet and slowly, turning in front of me as in front of a mirror, began to wear it too. Fastening the hooks in front and turning them around, the back fastener proceeded to the mystery of fastening stockings.
It is difficult to describe, it is necessary to see and still remain in your mind from this presentation.
- How am I to you? - sounded a question.
- Ta-a ... - I slurred inarticulately.

She rounded her eyebrows, perplexed:
- Yes OK? Or yes - bad?
- The beauty ... - I collected thoughts in a heap.
Then a snow-white, lacy and transparent bra appeared from the wardrobe. Seductive pearls were packed in it. Not to say that he was hiding them. Rather, sticking out all the delights of bulky breasts. And the swollen nipples brazenly bulged through thin laces forward.

The final touch was pink panties, or rather, a small lace triangle fabric with thin elastic bands.
As soon as the "final touch" was dressed, she came to me with her hands behind her back and clasped them.
- The very last chance! - said Lyubov Semyonovna in a strict teacher's tone, - it’s better not to hurry, but correctly, - she added quieter.
“...” I nodded readily, burying my face between her breasts.
While the hands, squeezing them, made snow-white and soft knobs over the bodice bulge. A deep sigh ... Somewhere on the verge of consciousness I can smell the smell of lavender and the still unique smell of a woman. Adult, healthy and ready for all partners. She slightly shrugged and this "slap in the face" makes me act. I growl like a "beast", and maybe it is he who growls ... Kiss, lick these charms. Fingers squeeze and pull nipples.

“Oh-hhh,” she moans, pressing her chest even closer.
My patience was still in the bathroom, but I continue to restrain myself and slowly, like a mine, I am extracting these ... these things from their beautiful shell. While the tongue and lips achieve reciprocity from one nipple, I caress the other hand. "Changing the guard" ... And then the second nipple gets into my mouth, gently stuck with his lips, and the tongue gently strokes it. The free hand has already dived down and twitches the genitals through a thin and small patch due to a misunderstanding bearing a big name: women's panties.
- It took even less than a minute, and they are already wet! - I notice about myself.

Under the fingers gets a ring. I start to stroke and “terrorize” him.
- Yes! - already shouts Lyuba, - is stronger ...
Slowly, as if not hearing her exclamations, I with two hands lower my panties over my hips. Two palms in parallel movement, one in front and the other behind, slide down the body. Here are the elastic and round buttocks; bulging and covered with elastic black hairs pubis ... Even lower: wet juicing hot crotch; a high clitoris pierced with a golden ring and surrounded by soft and moist cushions of the labia; vagina where the fingers sink, wrapped in slippery hot moisture ...

I throw breasts, bend down, and my tongue begins to lick the clit, pulling, ring and the head itself. Lyuba, crouches a little, spreading her knees to the sides, and throwing her head back and her hands are pressing me to the body.
- Do you like? - I tear myself away from the occupation that has stunned me and, licking myself, savoring the taste.
- Yes! Still! Please ... - she parts.
The second set. While the tongue is paired with the lips, I panties, and when I straighten up and a bra. I get up clinging and kissing on the lips. Hands freely slide over the body. Stretching a little, groping for the edge of the stockings. Kapron pleasantly cools the fingers and a velvety gum caresses the palm.
I throw it sharply on the bed and sit down between my spread legs. I take a sigh with pleasure, again savoring the smell of a woman excitedly, and I put my lips into my vulva. My tongue began to move, licking protruding juices. His taste brought me into a frenzy. And I, moving forward, "wound" a member of the bosom. Immediately and to the end.

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- Want! - my eyes rested in her eyes.
- Yes! - silently answered her look.
I moved fast like never before in my life. Forward - backward, even faster, deeper ...
- Still! Still! - begged her look.
- Of course! - I continue the “invasion” with delight.
It was some kind of madness, a waking dream. I took her, and she gave herself to me as an equal. The most desired and ... We changed poses. Here she jumps on top, slightly crouched, and I catch her nipples with my lips. Here she stands on all fours, and I frantically take her ... She lies down on the bed sheet and her hands start to caress themselves. One plays with a ring, and the second before my eyes - with the anus. That finger patting it around the circle, slowly penetrates inside. A couple of movements deep into ... and she screams after falling into a mad frenzy of orgasm. Again, I feel the body vibrate rhythmically, the vagina shrinks, trying to "stop" my movement, and tightly squeezes the trunk, going there - here. Then she moves forward, lying on her stomach. Not having time for her and “remaining out of work,” I take a short step, and ...

- In the ass? - I ask.
And without waiting for an answer, I put the head to the darkening sphincter. Forward movement. I feel how reluctantly opens a narrow hole. Still! The head disappears inside and I just fall on it from above without expecting such a quick surrender.
- Mo-lo-dets-you-bys-tro ... u-chish-xia! - she squeezes out barely audible through groans, overcoming cramps.
- Here is another “Terra Incognito” overcome ... - I automatically point out starting to move. I like that everything is allowed with her. I'm stuck out of it. Even when I began to “tear up” her all the time: now in the upper, then in the lower hole, she only groaned frantically podmahivaya me.
Here it is again on the back, and my hot cock slides between the breasts pressed tightly between themselves ... And now she catches with her mouth a burgundy head popping out between them.

Experienced. She brought me to the brink, but she didn’t let me finish, although she herself and then shuddered in orgasms following one after another ... And when I almost fell from tiredness, and my poor eggs throbbed in pain, overflowing with sperm, she gave me an end . Straight to yourself. Only two frictions and I achieved what I wanted, convulsively shuddered and twitched from a spasm and emptying the just not ringing testicles.
There sankmoku downstairs when the phallus began to drive sperm, pushing it out. And I screamed in a victorious dash, and collapsed, clinging to the hot and sweaty body of my partner. I myself was no better. From me flowed like after the cross. The cool room seemed to be the separation of the sauna or hell. A wide open, dry mouth with sobs snapped the air ... And I myself was "on top of Olympus, surrounded by depraved goddesses," trying to seduce me. But in this case, the “goddess” I was interested in was one! And she lay with her naked side close to me, her breasts helplessly rolled to the sides, pierced with pierced nipples and nipples so charming. Difficult breathing, but judging by its appearance as “three boas” or “thirty-eight parrots”.

Now...
Recalling the state that was more than twenty years ago with my almost mother-in-law, I, like a berserk, fell into it.Only now not an experienced woman squeezing all the juice out of me, but I myself controlled the situation, forcing Alina to experience the joy of an orgasm again and again, without allowing herself to finish. Changing poses and rhythms did not give her a second to think. Convulsive attacks of pleasure merged into one incessant, endless orgasm, until I realized that I would die now ... Perhaps from a broken heart or a burst of testicles overflowing with sperm. And I finished! Poured out, filling anything not thinking Alina vagina. Flooding all the space available inside the sperm. Erupting, continuing, albeit slowly, but moving ... Then froze ...
We lay nearby, I hugged the still quivering body, tightly pressed to me.
- How are you? - I uttered with difficulty, feeling almost unbearable thirst.
“Well ...” she whispered faintly, “it was like this ...” she could not find the words.
- happy?
“Yes ...” was the answer.
- And why? - I asked a question that was tormenting me.

She paused, and then simply answered:
“It was supposed to happen?” Sooner or later?
- ... - I nodded.
- This is my choice and with that person who ... - she sighed, as if gaining strength, - I like ... You are experienced, you will not torture me ... And on the contrary! - she smiled.
- So, it is no coincidence?
- By chance. - Alya calmly replies, - just the circumstances were like that ... And I'm not going to marry you on myself! - she finished playfully, - and I take pills ...
She stretched, got up, and on not very bent legs went to the side of the bath. In the doorway turned:
- Does Lenka have a rubber pear?
- There in the locker ...
“It was all so great ...” I heard from the corridor.

* * *
While she was washing, I reset the bed and lay down waiting for the queue. And then we lay near the nudes and again I gently caressed her body. Eyes closed, pulled into a dream.
- One thing remains ... - I thought, quietly falling asleep, - "not to sleep" as it was then ...
What will happen if a daughter comes and “catches” me naked in my bed with my best friend, the same age as me, I no longer had time to think it through. Sleep overcame us, and we fell asleep.

11 comments
  • Love (a guest)
    January 6, 2015 1:38

    I am dragged. Good story. More such and the site will be interesting!

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  • January 6, 2015 19:24

    Thank you for reading and unsubscribing. And it became fashionable to make a faceless assessment, without specifying at least the state of the read.

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  • January 6, 2015 16:39

    A masterpiece, well, just, a masterpiece. An inexhaustible source of quotes for connoisseurs. I will try to comment on only a couple of great numbers.
    The author said: "grab her and make her happy."

    What are you looking at? Grab your hands
    Squeeze it to crunch in your fingers:
    In hugs blue such
    Let choking with happiness!

    Over bumps, pits, gully
    Draw her a happy place
    Whirling and backing cancer -
    After all, the end justifies the means!

    2) I even had no time to see the girl or not.

    I zasandalil this creature,
    Do not bother to find out what it was.
    The process is fascinated, I lose consciousness ...
    I don't care: even a virgin, even a mare! Honored +9.

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  • January 6, 2015 19:11

    It is strange ... It seems that they praised me, but why do I have such a condition that the ice cream was dropped by the scruff and it melted there?
    The phrase about women in the epigraph, unfortunately does not belong to me, and completely sounds even better than this:
    “If you like a girl, grab her and make her happy - often, long, passionately, deeply, and how much she asks ...” Written by Anatoly Romashin: Soviet and Russian film and theater actor, director, State Prize winner of the USSR, People's Artist of the RSFSR .
    Well, the second, of course, sounds ambiguous ... (Well, he did not conduct a pelvic exam). If there is a sequel, I will punish, but for now a verbal reprimand with entering! Where and when: Well, life will show and life will judge ...

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  • January 6, 2015 19:44

    And really, I forgot to take the mare in quotes.

    On this night of divination, the feast of Christ
    I ask the author of indulgence.
    My hand will not rise again
    So like to write a sequel.

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  • January 6, 2015 21:25

    You will not believe, I thought about an edible pear)))
    I like reading you and now I see that you don’t need co-authors :)
    Ten.

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  • January 14, 2015 4:58

    Thanks for the stories. For both put on 10 points)
    I'm getting older, on the "nostalgia" pulls more and more often)

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  • January 14, 2015 6:02

    Good feeling, the main thing is not to plunge into it with your head ...

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  • January 20, 2015 10:24

    +10. More I will not say all the best already said.

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  • January 20, 2015 15:20

    Thank you ... I'm glad you liked it ...

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  • October 15, 2015 13:39

    Blinin ... like the best all-syllable and style and feelings !!!

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