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Soon, armed with treats, he returned to the room. I was not happy that Masha got acquainted with the pornographic works of an unknown author, but it was too late to do anything.

“You read interesting books,” the girl smiled, “and even handwritten.”

“They won't publish it,” I confessed.

She wanted to say something else, but the doorbell interrupted her.

- Strange? - the owner was surprised, - I didn’t wait for anyone today ...

“Aren't you glad I came?” - the owner of a festive dress frowned.

- What are you! Opposite! I just enjoy it sincerely, - the young man explained, shouting from the corridor ...

Another angelic creature stood in front of the open door.

- I, Tanya, - she started singing a song already known to me, - hello, Yura. Don't you recognize me?

“I don’t recognize,” Yura confessed, no longer trying to remember where these features seem familiar to him, “pass by,” I made the host’s welcome gesture and, out of habit, did not offer the lady’s sneakers in a festive dress to match her panties, which I also managed to admire while she, turning her lovely ass, passed into the room.

- Mashulka, hello! - the girl was delighted, - did you expect to see you here? Like that time, huh ?!

- Tanya! Girlfriend, my! - the girlfriend was delighted. - Yeah, it seems, everything repeats.

While the girls kissed each other on the cheeks and sponges, then it was not considered shameful and did not inspire bad thoughts from outsiders, lightning pierced me. I remembered everything! Like the hero of Arnie from the same-name action movie that I have seen many times in the future. I remembered how, getting to know each other with the help of the little rings, I lured the arrows and arranged a date for two girls at the same place at the same time. Now I remembered both Masha and Tanya. I remembered how they wanted to beat me, first setting up a scene for an opponent, and then joining together in a girly fraternity, they decided together how to make this work together. I then confessed that my moral attitudes do not allow me to beat women, therefore I will only defend myself and hope for their favor, asked to do without bruises. They poured lips, not having received the proper resistance, went together, made friends later, and I stayed as usual with a nose. It seems he has become a bit longer after that incident.

I realized that all this is a performance for one actor, that is, me. They conspired. For what it was not hard to guess. It was revenge, revenge of unbridled virgins to a windy young man who, in their understanding, changed girls like gloves. But what is it? After all, all my picardies had no continuations. Rarely limited to timid kisses at parting sweet cheeks, sometimes sugar sponges. I did not even give up. And sometimes, I really wanted to feel the fabric from which the bra was worked, and what was hidden under it. I wanted, but it did not work.

My thoughts were interrupted. With what? The final, third ring. After promising the girls that I would be back soon, the failed pick up artist fled to the hallway.

The third heavenly creature was Rita. She stood, turning her pretty head by three-quarters, almost in profile. This was her usual pose. Because her pretty face on the left side was disfigured by a huge birthmark of purple color. More precisely, she thought so. I had a different opinion and, having met her, I met several times in a public garden, not far from my home. She had a soft and kind nature. She was very well read, well studied, played sports. In short, an athlete, an excellent student and a Komsomol member. It is clear that her habit of avoiding noisy companies and staying at home with a book was reflected. She also liked symphonic music, in which I did not understand the belmes. She had a miniature figure. Nice ass, elegant legs, beautiful hands.Everything about her was beautiful, except for the face that badly damaged the birthmark. But spending time with her, the hero of my novel did not notice this. I remembered that they didn't drink water from my face. Its source is inside.

- Rita, - without letting open the beautiful angel's mouth, I said, - come on in, I remember you.

Of course, it was time to guess that the unbridled virgins conspired. How many of them will be more, it remained only to guess.

- Well, that all in the collection or will be more? - Seating Rita on an empty seat at the table and putting a cup with a fragrant drink, pushing delicacies to her, I asked.

“He remembers me,” Rita reported to her friends, sipping her cooling tea, “because of my rock.”

- Not at all, - tried to prove the opposite, a lover of acquaintance, - I met with you for a long time, I liked you, when I didn’t come on the fourth date.

I stressed that I had met her as much as three times, and I barely knew the others. Therefore, I remembered her name. Of course, it’s a shame for any girl when they don’t remember her name, when they came on a date, but in this case they came to me straight home with vile intentions that I hadn’t guessed.

- I stopped to meet with you, because Sveta, of course you don’t remember her, recognized you in the park and opened my eyes to you.

As it turned out, they all knew each other. There were initially five virgins, but only three came. Sveta was unwell, and the second Tanya was taken to the dacha. Of course, modern young people, reading my story, will not be happy. Like, I blew an elephant out of a fly with my descriptions. Now, if I pomatros all of them, and then quit, then it is understandable. But in those blessed times, morality was somewhat different. Probably because there was no sex? I do not know. But the essence of the three unbridled virgins to the hero-lover in my face was precisely that they were going to punish me. To finish what they did not finish Masha and Tanya. Cooperated (then there was no such word. It was “united”) on the last date to punish me. This time they grabbed Ritulka. They were sure that the five of them would cope with me. The three, however, too.

“We do not intend to fight with you,” said Tatyana, “but you must bear the deserved punishment.”

- What is it? - the condemned person has become interested.

It should be noted that I have not completely departed from the erotic book yet. In the dream, there was still an element of eroticism, when the beautiful Anidag, okhazhivala me reins. It was so sexy, words can not convey! I wish I felt pain. In addition, I became clear to her phrase: "They are coming!". They, that is, unbridled virgins, came with firm intentions to punish me. For some reason I was sure that the reins or their substitute. But after the punishment for the book and even for sleep, I had to get erotic pleasure with one or even three.

“With a strap on a bare bottom,” replied Maria, “ten blows from each one.” Your belt, pointing to the belt that held my pants, she continued, just the way. However, we brought our own.

Opening a handbag, she showed the jury in the amount of three girls, and the sentenced, her own. It was a female belt, wide, with a mass of holes and a huge mother-of-pearl buckle. For the execution of my suited as well as possible. He was twice as comfortable.

- Ok, I agree.

Excitement from the impending punishment, overwhelmed me. The groin got warmer. My cock stiffened, but so far this has not been seen. I reached for the buckle to unfasten the belt and pull it out of the trousers.

- Do you agree?!! - Maria was surprised.

They expected anything, but not my consent.

“Of course,” I said, “I behaved badly towards you and the other girls whose names I don’t even remember.” I have to be punished. I admit it. And I also have to be humiliated, so that in the future I will not teach well.

- How humbled? - Margarita cast her voice.

“I am ready to kneel before each and give her oral pleasure in tongue,” I told them my erotic dream.

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