As usual, I woke up in the morning before anyone else. Olya and Milka were still sleeping, but I wanted to continue yesterday’s adventure ... In 2000, it was difficult to find a shower cabin in the modern sense of the word. Our house had its own peculiar one: an additional partition was placed next to the bathroom, limiting the space by a meter and a half. I stood under the elastic jets of water, resting my head on the wall and thinking what to do with the morning erection. Provisions saved Olya, suddenly appeared in the bathroom. Tousled and sleepy she fell into the shower. Squeezing the shower gel on a sponge, I began to wash my girlfriend, simultaneously driving away the remnants of sleep. Olya leaned back against the wall and blissfully enjoyed the attention provided. Hands were getting more and more persistently close to her full chest, as if they had accidentally washed her tummy and hips. The girl finally woke up and already understood what was happening.

- Cyril, do not - she moaned through the sound of water.

But I did not care. The ancient instincts took their toll and I no longer heard the timid objections of a woman. Grabbing Olya by the arms, I raised them above my head and put them on the shower holder. She clutched at him like a lifeline, when my lips bit into large, hard nipples. My knee threw her hips in a businesslike manner, opening the fingers to the cherished goal. The girl jerked as if pierced by an electric current, and her fingers felt a growing excitement. Having played enough, I realized that it was time. Putting her foot on the shelf for soap supplies, I opened the access vzdybivsheysya flesh. Olya was of a suitable height, I easily attached myself to her jade gates and in one powerful movement plunged into the fox mink. The girl gasped, leaning her hips towards her, and clutched at the shower holder even more tightly.

Only now I appreciated the convenience of a shower cabin, designed according to the sketches of parents. As if specially created for love joys, she had comfortable handles that you could hold onto without risking slipping and falling. Olya screamed louder, her eyes clouded with fog, and her body shook a powerful orgasm. The novelty of sensations was so delightful that I hardly managed to leave the hospitable body of a friend. In general, the morning was quite vigorous and cheerful, generous for surprises and tenderness ...

... My life continued in the same vein, but with some changes. Olya and Milka found a common language and got along as the best girlfriends. I did not interfere in their relationship, and it was not possible, as they met when I was working. Increasingly, Olya stayed with me overnight. For the next weekend after the return of a friend, we gathered on the nature to fry kebabs. Milka referred to employment, and the company was composed by my friend, with whom we were engaged in taekwondo. He was already twenty two years old, and his girlfriend was twenty one. His girlfriend Nastya sat behind the wheel, because Nadir, as not a true Muslim, wanted to relax and drink a little.

We arrived at Krestovsky Island and stopped at the beach near the Kirov Stadium. Nadir and I collected a brazier and started cooking. Word by word, the topic of conversation slipped, as always, "about women" and training. The girls sat at a folding table and chatted, looking for common themes - this was their first acquaintance. When the first portion of the kebab was ready, Alla, a friend of Nastya, suddenly called. The girls warned us that Alla is riding roller skating nearby and will be driving soon. As is often the case, our ears heard a portion of fresh gossip about Alla's love failures and how she was unlucky with the guys. From what I heard, I concluded that she was to blame for everything herself, although by the time she could have gained intelligence and experience by twenty-five years. It was a pretty pretty lady of short stature with blond hair.The baggy tracksuit diligently concealed her figure, but every now and then her strong ass "shone through" through the clothes, bulging out with desirable roundness. I peeked at the girl and was already wondering how you could get close to her.

It so happened that the girls did not calculate the amount of meat and it ended too quickly. Since only Nastya was sober, she had to go. Olya made her company, and Alla, citing a headache, stayed with us. Nadir was already well acquainted with Alla, he knew all her cockroaches in the face, which he took advantage of when nudging the girl. Both were to blame: Alla bore a blizzard about an ideal man, in some way insulting us, and a drunken Nadir, who by nature is sharp on his tongue, found himself a new victim.

- Alka, you talk about men like that, and when was the last time you saw a member live? He asked, silencing the girl. - You are already twenty-five, and how many men have you had? One!

And that was true, as I found out later. The first “man, Alla was fifteen years old and this magic happened five years ago in Turkey! Her mistake was that she told all future gentlemen about the past unsuccessful love ... Alla could not stand it and wept. I felt sorry for her. I walked over to her, who was sitting on a folding chair, and put her hands on her shoulders.

“Do not be offended, Alla,” I said, and I added to her ear just for comfort. - You are just a beautiful girl and he is furious that you are not with him.

My hands felt her fragile shoulders, and I involuntarily made massaging movements. Alka groaned, as if I had grabbed her chest, and not in such an innocent place. Looks like she really missed a man, as if he was choking on the air. I remembered her strong buttocks poured in, inspired beautiful face and began to be excited. My Mila always said that it was better to do and regret what did not work out than regret what I did not try to do ...

I walked around the chair and, stooping, kissed Alla. She sat leaning back and could not dodge, even if she really wanted to. To my surprise, she gratefully met my kiss, surrendering to him with her whole female soul. Nearby, Nadir grunted in surprise.

“Alla, sorry for being rude,” Nadir began when I pulled away from the girl. - I just like you...

Her eyes flashed, her face lit up with surprise, and I realized what Nadir and I should do now. It was not treason, it was a gift, an act of kindness and admiration. With one jerk, I picked up little Alla from the chair and, bending down, dug into it with all the passion. In the eyes of Nadir flashed a predatory light of the hunter. My lips went down her cheeks, collecting salty tears, and my hands unbuttoned the sports jacket and tore off the fragile shoulders, leaving the girl in one T-shirt, through which a small neat breast, not locked with a bra, bulged out. Her nipples almost cut knitwear, wanting to get into the right hands. Behind Nadir came up and put his hands on her chest, running under a t-shirt.

“Sunny, forgive me,” he sincerely asked, whispering excitedly in her ear.

Alla breathed excitedly, waiting for the continuation. With one jerk, I took off her T-shirt, and Nadir bared strong female buttocks. Having substituted a chair, I thrust Alku into it and unbuttoned my fly. She seemed to be waiting for this moment and with selfish greed attacked the emerging member. An experienced Nadir did not get lost and was already attached to her starved burrow. Alka sucked greedily, frenziedly, but when Nadir was overly furiously pushing her from behind, my cock penetrated deep into her hospitable mouth. Then Nadir pulled her hair and turned the girl to face him. Alla flew remnants of clothing. Other companies cooked shashlik not far from us, but we were not seen behind the overgrown greens, and we didn’t care - we fried Alcu wholeheartedly.

Nadir grabbed the girl's ass and lifted it up to lower the member into his eager for adventure. She wrapped her legs around him and groaned loudly, sliding him down. The turn was unexpected, Nadir, it would seem, completely took possession of the virgin. The instincts did not disappoint: grabbing a tube of sauce from the table, I squeezed it onto the head and came closer to the fucking pair.Alla's virgin ass did not resist long, courage, as you know, takes the city, and lustful asses even more so. Nadir kept her under her knees and she with her own weight planted on my dick like a kebab on a steel skewer. I was cramped, as in the morning train at rush hour, but only now the feelings were completely different. The starving girl accepted caresses, not having an opportunity to refuse them. My hands clutched at her neat chest, holding her swollen nipples between her fingers.

And here the shore was filled with a female cry - Alla finished loudly, without embarrassment to anyone, involuntarily attracting attention. I could not stand it and groaned, filling our "kebab" with special spices. The overexcited Muslim Nadir worked diligently, without fear of “overdrying” young meat. His skewer jumped out of Alla and, when she got on her knees, stuck into her mouth, as if trying to cover the traces of love joys. The girl bravely took in a portion of the male seed, like an ambrosia from the hands of the gods.

Silently, as if nothing had happened, we cleaned ourselves up. Alla's look changed, as if she had discovered a new chapter of life for herself, and now she was carefully contemplating the new horizons of possibilities.