“Maya,” I began to explain to her again. - I want it very much.

- Understand, Sasha ... I'm not ready yet. While we wait.

And the member has once again sadly weakened.

I was tormented. Being a beautiful girl's boyfriend, the most sexy, and not enjoying it completely was unbearable. I waited all the time for her to drop her prejudices, and this will happen.

First time for me. Yes, I was a virgin. It is ridiculous to be at the age of eighteen, although he was cute and liked the girls, but it happened. At first he was modest, and then became in love. The other girls looked at me, but the possibility of having sex on the side, cheating on Maya, turned my mind off. I can not look after this in her eyes. I'm afraid to lose it.

- Maybe she frigid? - Dimka once suggested, another friend of mine, when the three of us - me, he and Freud were having fun in my apartment.

“You yourself ...” I sadly put him in his place, after I answered a friend’s boy’s question that with Maya I had “everything is the same”.

- Yes, how much it can break something, - said Dima, inserting the disc into the DVD. Dimka was a play-boy and changed the girls intensively, using the charms of one or the other. Now I met with Natasha, I am sure that for a while. He treated my relations with Maya with respect (although she considered Dimka “not serious”), which did not prevent him from periodically teasing me.

“So you’re running a virgin until the end of the uni,” Dimka says, watching me start the next porn movie. Team viewing of porn was our frequent entertainment.

“Maya cannot reconcile his sexual libido,” Kostya Freud smartly noted, flashing his glasses, while he was excitedly staring at two dudes in a film who lustfully stripped a textured black woman. The figurine of the heroine porn really nothing.

- Do you even understand what you said? - I mockingly asked Freud. If such a girl as Maya did not surrender to me, then Kostya Freud had no girl at all.

“She needs to reveal her ero-self,” my friend continues in earnest. He is a good kid, this Kostya, but sometimes he is cool with psychological gadgets. I, too, sex expert.

“So give advice to Sana'a,” says Dimka, sipping a can of beer. - You have Freud.

“Sexual lust is at the heart of every human act,” Freud continues, giving a small sip of beer to watching porn. On the screen, the dudes have already reached the Negro ass. But me, concerned about the remarks of friends about Maya, now the picture porn does not turn on at all. I am silent.

- Do you want sex with her? - asks Freud. Type does not know.

- I want to - only remains to confess to me.

“Then I will take to help,” Kostya says suddenly. Help, how's that?

I uttered the thought question aloud, and Dimon joined the question. And then Freud gives out.

- I study the parapsychology and the practice of telepathic hypnosis. Any human will can be subjugated using its telepathic impulses. One suggestion to Maya, and she will do everything you want, - says Kostya.

- You are kidding? - I say, but I myself feel strained below.

“Absolutely real,” Freud continues just as seriously. - Once it happened. Do you remember the exam in Palich when he let you go perfectly well without asking anything? My hands, but rather the eyes and brains, business. I inspired to him that you already answered, subordinating his memory. Only a telepathy technique, and nothing more.

“But it really seems to be,” Dima says excitedly. - You yourself then boasted how you passed the exam on the ball.

Memories of the last session slipped before our eyes.That exam, the incredible behavior of a principled teacher, and the beginning of a relationship with Maya. Can it really be that Freud? Although something to be surprised. Freud has the reputation of a universal genius, though not of this world.

- Agree, - Dima convinces me. - Freud her once more ... telepatnet, and she will push you before you ...

I run a pillow in Dimka, he dodges and the pillow falls into the closet. Black woman moans excitedly on the TV screen. I am thrilled and swallow saliva.

- Come on, - continues Dimon. He broke up, got a taste of a possible situation. - What if it turns out? Yes, I would kompleksovat if it were about such a girl like Mike.

“You love her,” Kostya Freud utters the echo of my soul. His idea is disgusting, but only on one side. Even the moon has two sides. Dark and pleasant, bright - Light. Picture of my beloved before my eyes. The wave of sexual hunger. Longing for the desired, inaccessible, but the necessary intimacy. How long can I wait?

I want to see only the bright side.

I nod and look away.

“Tomorrow we are meeting with me,” Dimka announces the summary. - I'll take Natasha, well, let Mike invite Yana. For Kostya. You look, maybe Yanka will get under your telepathic session, - Dimon laughs, turning to Freud.

“And yet,” Dimka won't quit, instructing Kostya again. - Not fast sex, but in full. Kostyan, remember what to inspire! The first is a blowjob, the second is a classic and the third is anal. I advise, anal - it's in the ass - my friend laughs and adds. - Damn, Freud, if you succeed, you respect. Imagine the possibilities! Suggestion of any desires.

My hands sweat from the enumeration of the sexual program. I do not care about the possibility of suggestion. I don't want to subjugate anyone. I only want Maya.

We didn’t touch this topic anymore.

* * * *

- For our girls! - Dimon announces a toast, and we raise glasses, girls with champagne, we - with beer. Three guys and three girls in the evening in Dimina's apartment, free of parents.

- For the third time for us, - Yana complains languidly, - Give for our boys. - Red-haired voiced girlfriend Maya often accompanied my girlfriend, including at parties. Constantly amazed how such different girls can be friends. Maya - chaste and modest, Yana also accompanied the choice of the best guy in the world of their regular shift. But what they had in common was sexy figures. Yanka is not as beautiful as Maya, but bright, temperamental, in short, will impress anyone. And now I do not hold on and glide along the neckline on a Yankina T-shirt, tight-fitting bulging chest balls. I think that with her “let's go for our boys”, she wanted to attract attention to herself - once again. I notice that Kostya Freud doesn’t take his eyes off Yankee. This is the one who is going to telepathize the settings to my girlfriend.

- Give for us, - we agree, clink glasses and drink. Dimon embraces Natasha, a pretty chernushka with dark brown eyes. And she also looks at Natasha when she gets up and turns backwards to demonstrate her bulging ass. She tries for Dimka, wants to look like "sexy", but what is there, she is. I hold myin's hand in my palm, I feel warm and comfortable. She leans on my shoulder, scattering her golden hair over my chest, and I am thrilled that even in moments when we are among friends, I am a support for Maya. Gently kiss her ear.

And I note that it will be hard for Freud to hypnotize Maya. She practically does not look at him. She looks at me. Maybe Kostya has already forgotten about his task? Well, so much the better. I want to be really welcome to Maya.

I'm getting a little nervous.

- Everything is good? She asks quietly, noticing my tension. I nod, and then I see how intently, intently staring at Maya Freud. Feel like wet irrigated back. He got down to business, will try to catch her gaze. This can happen ...

Dimon grinds something fun at this moment, as Natasha interrupts him here.

“Kostya is silent for the whole evening,” she responds about Freud.

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