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her mouth is wide palm.
- Quiet, quiet ... No need to shout, and then the crowd will run away. We don't need viewers, right? And you are a hot little thing. And at the same time - the virgin. It is necessary ... It is a shame, young lady, with such tits and an ass to go in girls! We must share with the suffering!
Lesha's voice, with familiar mocking intonations, brought back consciousness from the blissful mist, and Sveta realized that she was almost exhausted from hanging on his hand, still continuing to rub herself on the fingers that gave affection, wishing to further prolong her insanity. Shame covered her head, and then already left, replaced by a strange resignation to fate. Yes, she behaves like a whore, allows herself to be humiliated ... so be it! But now she is so good ...
- So, do not get distracted. She finished, help and uncle finish. You will not behave as ungrateful bitch?
Sveta felt guilty. After all, she really finished, and he, who gave her such pleasure - no. She was not going to be ungrateful, and, thinking that Lesha again wanted to enjoy her mouth, she tried to turn to him. But the guy easily kept her in the same position.
- Where are you going? No, your mouth does not interest me yet. With your pussy ... we'll figure it out later. Not a matter of hype hurry to shoot down. But your ass is a real treasure.
Alexey spoke, and his hands stroked the girl’s buttocks, at times squeezing them tightly, painfully, as if wishing to leave their stamp on this attracted part of the body.
- I have long wanted to rip your ass. You do not mind? Answer me.
The sonorous slap burned the buttocks and finally pulled the girl out of love trance. Strange, but along with the pain, the agitation again began to grow.
- Yes, I do not mind, - Sveta licked her lips, and, feeling the incompleteness of her answer, continued, - I really want ... I want you to fuck my ass.
The words were not easy, but having finished speaking, the girl realized that she really wanted it. And let her hear many times that anal sex is very painful, but the idea that Lesha will touch her, caress ... will enjoy having entered her ass, was surprisingly pleasant.
“Here's a clever girl,” Sveta felt a finger wet from her juices penetrate the anus. The sensation was unusual, slightly painful, but also exciting. The girl caved in, pulling her ass out harder than she deserved an approving stroke of her buttocks still burning from the slap.
- Good slut, obedient, - now two fingers have already been wielding in the ass, - Now we will work out a hole for you, let us lubricate ...
Suddenly, the fingers came out of the priests and were at the face of the girl, right before being bitten in vain attempts to hold back her moans with her lips.
- Open your mouth, - your fingers are immersed between trustingly opened jaws, - And now lick properly. You will be better.
Sveta obediently began to work tongue. Thoughts that quite recently this very hand raised her to the summit of bliss, intoxicated and forced the imagination to draw pictures of a completely different part of the body, also in a businesslike manner, unceremoniously invading her mouth. A crazy thought flashed at all: it’s a pity that Lesha cannot split up, because then while one is preparing to enter her ass, I would caress the second tongue ...
The fingers covered with saliva began to develop again, prepare her hole for the invasion, and now instead of two Lesha has already introduced three. With the second hand, the guy alternately squeezed Sveta's breasts right through the clothes, then again began to caress the girl's pussy.
Sveta had to lick the fingers that were kneading her anus a few more times before Aleksey found the training complete. This time the hand tightly clamped the girl’s mouth, and something big and hot pressed against the disturbed and richly greased saliva. Sveta understood what it was. She both wanted to continue and was afraid ...
- Well, bitch, now I'll print your ass.Didn't change your mind? - Light was able to answer, so only shook her head - Then relax.
Despite the preparation, the invasion was painful: the girl felt like a huge red-hot scrap penetrates her. The dried up tears gushed forth with new force. Frightened by the pain, she rushed, but Alex easily held the girl in place. “Momma, he's too big! He will tear me apart! ”- stopping to break free, Sveta tried to relax the burning fire of the ass, but it helped badly. It only remained to shout in the hand covering the mouth, turning the most desperate cries into a deaf moo. And, when Sveta was already convinced that this meal would last forever, Alexey suddenly stopped, and the girl felt that the muscular body of the guy pressed against her buttocks. A member of Lesha fully entered her ass.
- Quiet, quiet, be patient, you will get used to it now ... What is your tight point ... Gold, not ass. Ever so fucked ...
Gradually, the pain subsided. Sveta even wiggled her ass slightly, trying to somehow arrange a more comfortable “monster” that entered her, and Lesha liked her movement very much, it gave him a signal.
- What, you bitch, you already got used to? Well then, let's start a little fuck you in your tight hole.
The member slowly moved back. At first, the boy moved cautiously, feeling that even slow, neat movements were given by the pain in the girl’s body, but gradually, with each push, with each new member penetration into the depth of her already unspoilt ass, it became sharper and coarser. Soon he was just fucking the girl biting her lips, enjoying watching his dick then almost completely come out of the anus, then quickly come back to the very base, forcing her sweaty wet body to face a ringing slap. When Sveta, after a particularly sharp shock, could not contain a scream, he gladly “rewarded” her with a slap of her hand, leaving clearly visible marks on the girl's tender skin.
Sveta herself desperately holding back loud moans rushing outward and could not understand what was happening to her? Why shame, pain and the feeling of endless humiliation once again turned into a feeling of acute, painful pleasure. She was still barely able to hold back the screams, but now they sounded not only the pain of a huge cock tearing the anus, but also an insane, animal pleasure.
In moments of particularly strong pleasure, she specifically allowed herself to break the echoing silence of the empty building, knowing that a ruthless palm would immediately fall on her buttocks. She wouldn’t admit to anyone, not even herself, that these slaps make her respond to something inside her, so strong that every time she almost ended up with this insane combination of punishment and fucking her ass, stringing her like booty on herself.
- Yes, bitch, like this ... Oh, you are my golden ass ... Oh, you fucking ...
The dick inside Sveta's ass seemed to grow bigger and began to throb.
"He ends up in my ass" - the thought brought a strange joy, which was the last straw. The second orgasm was not like the previous one: he almost knocked the mind out of the girl. In any case, when Sveta was once again able to perceive the world around her, she realized that she was no longer bent over and leaning her hands on the wall, but was sitting with a bare ass on a cold concrete floor. The anus was burning with fire, buttocks hell from countless slaps. Even something flowed out of her, the stained floor, and the girl thought detachedly that it probably resulted in sperm from her uninspired closed asshole.
There was nothing to force: neither move, nor speak, nor even think. I also wanted to go to the toilet. With difficulty lifting her head, Sveta saw Alexei: the guy quietly buttoned his pants. In the direction of the girl with whom he had just fucked up, the guy did not even look, as if she no longer existed.
So he turned around and, still not looking in the direction of the bewildered girl, began to descend the stairs, while talking on his cell phone:
- Yes, Andryukh, where are you? No, I will soon. Yes, nothing serious - just delayed the voltage to reset. I'll tell you later - there is an interesting topic, you will like it.Yeah, remember you all wanted ...
The guy's voice subsided, disappeared somewhere in the distance of endless corridors.
Sveta barely found the strength to rise and hover to the nearest female toilet. At the entrance there, she was confronted with a peer who was leaving: she looked the girl over with a look in which astonishment bizarrely mixed with understanding. She clearly guessed what had just happened to Sveta, but the fact that this quiet and stingy someone had just otmel directly within the walls of the university clearly did not fit in my head.
Light tried to quickly slip past, and hide in the nearest booth. And only there, having separated herself from the whole world, did the girl once again unleash her tears. No, even if he raped her like a cheap slut, in the end she herself agreed to this, but why, why did he not even look at her after that ?! He, too, was good ... and he knows how to be gentle. But as soon as Lesha filled her ass with her sperm, she became as important to him as the condom used. And what should she do now?
***
The apartment met Sveta with its usual comfort and silence. Favorite curtains, favorite shelves with books, where noble knights rescue young maidens from robbers and dragons in the hope of just one kiss ... Everything here seemed so far away, so unreal. As if there was no Leschina member entering her mouth and slipping directly into her throat. And then - tearing her delicate ass. But the Light suddenly became unpleasant to be here: it all began to seem like some kind of empty tinsel, while Lesha, his hands, giving even coarse, but so pleasant caress, his cock, so ... so delicious, giving at the same time pain, and pleasure - it was real. Maybe she behaved like an obedient bitch with him, but she was alive! And she, in spite of shame and offense, liked ...
Already in the shower, washing off the last traces of the day's incident, Sveta thought about how and when Lesha is going to “deal with her cunt.” She was grateful to the guy for not having deprived her of her virginity right there, on the court, but even a short conversation with Alexey was enough to understand that the bed covered with rose petals should not be expected ... But it was not important. The girl herself did not notice how, thinking about her real “first time” with Lesha, began to caress herself, and already flying to heaven from the third orgasm in a day, she once again admitted to herself that she regretted nothing, nothing.
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"... Long sincere languor
Her young breast was squeezed;
Soul waited ... someone
And she waited ... The eyes opened;
She said: this is it! ... "
A. Pushkin "Eugene Onegin"
EUGENE ONEGIN 200 YEARS LATER
Good story. And the topic is not new, and the plot is predictable, but it is written well, and brightly, however, the more correct word would be: “Juicy”, if not to say: “Savory.”
The characters turned out to be figurative and quite recognizable in the given conditions. Add as if nothing. Our Sasha has a wonderful syllable, she brilliantly succeeds in describing a person personally experienced and well-known.
As for the plot: a romantic fairy tale, moderately kind and almost lyrical in modern times. Everyone got what they were looking for.
The boy Lesha is a tight point of a young debutant, and the girl Sveta is a vivid example of the “Heavy Indian lobe” and an understanding of the role of a woman in a man's life.
However, it was her choice, if not to say obsession. In any case, she made inquiries, collected reviews, that he was confused with many she knew. About free morals in their own uni too. And Lyosha justified both her expectations and her reputation. In turn, he behaves, and in spite of, the girlish dreams of a prince on a white horse. But consistently in a man's way, fucking * only those who liked, who were at hand, or those who asked very well, such as Sveta, for example.
In fairness, she sought it with the stubbornness of the woodpecker. And the last two days caught him with a facial expression: "Fuck me, please, dear and preferably immediately."In short, everything is like Pushkin:
"... Tatiana listened with vexation
Such gossip; but in secret
With an indescribable joy
Involuntarily thought about that;
And in her heart the thought began to fall;
It's time she fell in love.
So in the ground the fallen grain
Spring fire revived.
Long her imagination
Burning bliss and longing,
Alcalo is fatal food ... "
The very process of romantic intercourse and the alka of fatal food in the attic, I do not discuss, everything is clear. Our Sasha, about x * th in the mouth does not write badly, but why the Knight Black? Remained outside of my mind.
His attitude to the debutante can be called gallant, if not noble.
She gave it to her herself, and even with elusive delight.
What is in the attic is student life.
You * fucked in the mouth, so it is time for a freshman to know that any adult communication with a man begins with this. Now it usually takes place in school: You do not have a member between your legs, have a mouth.
Anal, for the first date, of course, tin, but he did not insist, just asked. She herself begged, fuck in the ass.
At the same time, the girl received her first sex, in the tail and in the mane, with the guy she chose herself. And this choice is not for everyone. Got the notion that such a tin.
And as the apotheosis of the story, after all the sexual adventures. Back home girl. And I had a chance to sleep off, to think about my behavior in the morning. Choose another knight (taking into account the experience gained in the attic) and fall into his arms innocent virgin.
One can only guess what kinds of "Black Knight" has on her innocence,
Our Sasha, as a master of intrigue, is unpredictable in this regard. However, while he was very gentlemanly, in any case he took care not to let the girl fly into the opening.
“I'm finishing, it's scary to count ...”
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Ha ha ha! The story is valid. But why our Alexander Sergeyevich dirty? Of course, he adored jumping on the ladies' floor, but Tatiana is the purest and most gentle one, no side! Huetu write, Anfisa.
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Eh, Anfisa-Anfisa ... This time I will argue (see below).
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I also love to read Our Sasha. The images really succeed, especially the girl who knows, understands that dreams are dreams, and other people, actions and words cause her real excitement.
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Anfisa, how can it be,
Did they get to the saint?
Tatiana, dear friend, hold on,
We will not give you, even again
Dark hand vice
To you stretched carelessly
You sleep well We, bye,
Let's talk about the world of sin.
Sasha faced, as always,
Two representatives of the era.
Innocent Angel and Satyr,
Ready to educate the fool.
Our angel, comprehending the world,
Broke wings, lost the honor:
And there was not a prince her idol
She dreamed of a demon.
I do not understand such persons
Who, without knowing and near happiness,
They throw themselves in the mouth so that
Burn to the ground in hellfire.
No need to burn for so many years
Dream of a prince perfect
To see so casually
And become anal daloku.
But, as before, I believe:
Live romance between us,
Disregarding the hardships of being,
They soar under heaven!
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* reads comments, turns pale, tries to merge with the landscape and crawl away to the side *
Ladies and gentlemen, this is just an erotic story :)
And now I’m even afraid to go around the house - I’m still waiting for the ghost of Pushkin with a duel pistol to slip out from behind the closet and shout: “You will answer for Tatyana!”
P. S. And once again I find myself thinking that reading comments (especially Anfisa and Yevgeny) is even more interesting than the story itself. Anfisa, your comments fit to publish separately! :)
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ten! + I am a fan of our stories Sasha! And, of course, in love with her virtual image created by my wild imagination.
And I will also insert my 50 kopecks, I hope Our Sasha will not be mad at me?))))
“... Ah, dreams, dreams of a knight on a white horse, who will come to the girl and take her to the foggy far away, where every whim of her will be carried out immediately. It will not work, and the current smirk tivi, merchant in the pool, sip margarita and ...
But stop !!! First you need to figure out the xy of xy! We sort through the bones of a medieval knight. His height barely reached 160 cm. Below the average height of a modern girl. But this is not the main thing? Face eaten by smallpox. About these, they say "awl shaven". So what? Must be slightly prettier than the devil!)))
Unstitched hair and thick beard, seen after removing the helmet, is unlikely to please his chosen one. But if only this is the case (((There are countless insects in the hair. Where will they come from? And try to wash 3-4 times a year, then you will understand))) Shaw was already sick !!! That's not all! Berries will be ahead.
Stinking breath never cleared teeth, kills all volatile insects at a distance of half a meter!
Scary! This is nonsense! A medieval knight being in a campaign sometimes for days or even weeks did not take off his metallic clothes. Why? And patamushta. This process was extremely time consuming and took from one to three hours. And now ask yourself: where did he piss and cocoa? No, you ask yourself, dear ladies: "Into where!". Or do you think sho knights do not pisyut? And certainly not cocoa ?!))))
Well, lana. Suppose Shaw, having returned from his feats of arms to his native land, the Blaarodny knight washed off the semi-annual mud and came before his noble lady, shogi for the sake of her money to destroy thousands and thousands of enemies! But figs there!
Blaarodstva knight was that sho they raped the girls in the villages and boasted of drunkard, who more! It was real knighthood that he brushed off at the same knight his woman by killing the latter. Without any tournaments ... "(I)
Lesha, most likely, had heard about it and behaved as befits the last knight, but the lovely fairy-tale little flower Svetik did not. And it would be necessary! She would not only read novels, but historical research conducted by me on this topic))))
However, the story is good. Highly! I liked my flowery descriptions in the beginning about the girl Svetik, with her pink dreams stuck in a blue childhood. And it's time to grow up. And she grows up in the "attic". Not on white satin sheets strewn with rose petals, but on a stone spat studded with cigarette butts.
However, sweet dreams still do not leave her cute head. She still hopes that Lyosha’s virginity will take from her on these sheets covered with sheets ... well, let them not be covered with sheets but on sheets. Naive!
But this is known only to My Sasha (I’m her fan or where? So is mine)))))
I will wait for the continuation. Suddenly it will still be on the sheets? And with rose petals?
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I also love to read your stories, but I’m interested in this all or to be continued? And also when continue the sleep of the mind?))))))))
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Most likely, there will be a sequel.
And the third part of the “Sleep of the Mind” still does not create imagination: the plot is plugged. It doesn’t work for me to turn it in the direction it was supposed to start, but I don’t want to end differently ...; (So first, the second part of the Knight, and then - in the mood - ending the Sleep of the mind.
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If you can't finish as planned, then just let go of the imagination. Post a sequel, and then, if anything, an alternative ending.
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Awesome Thank you for being
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I'm still looking forward to it and hope to continue ... !!!
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