him. I went to see a new technique, and Ira went shopping for clothes and shoes.

I managed to keep an eye on the new computer, because the old one had recently completely refused to work. And then my cell phone rang:

- Yes?

“It's me,” I heard Ira whisper, “I need help.” Come to Pavilion 7.

In Pavilion 7, there was a huge section of clothing for all occasions - from evening dresses to regular jeans. In general, a flea market, my Marina often hung out here for an hour, or even two. I never saw Ira anywhere, and began to call her.

- I'm in the fitting room, to the left of the entrance.

After 5 minutes of searching, I found the right place. And considering that only one fitting room was occupied, I immediately moved there.

I note that the fitting rooms here were not ordinary bedside tables with a curtain, but full-fledged rooms, even with a small sofa. Going inside, I found Ira. She spread her legs wide, and rested her arms against the walls. She did not have a bra and panties, but there were seductive fishnet stockings with garters. The girl herself looked at me with such a look, as if she was ready to pounce like a lioness on a defenseless antelope.

Behind Ira there was a large mirror, to the height of the booth. And I could double enjoy the beauty of her body, considering both the elastic chest and the rounded buttocks. However, I could not admire for a long time.

Ira took me by the collar and pulled me to her. Thought she wanted to kiss me. But instead, my mistress pressed on my shoulders and made me kneel. And then she said:

- Lick!

With my tongue I began to lick her pussy, playing with the clitoris and licking her labia. Ira bit her lip and tried to restrain her groans. After all, we were in the store. And for such jokes can also give a fine, and to public works to condemn.

While my tongue was engaged in Ira's pussy, her hands were stroking and squeezing her buttocks. And with my index finger, I gently circled around her anus ringlet.

At some point, I saw her breathing quicken and the girl gave a growl that looked like an animal. She finished and sat on the couch. I thought that I could already retire. But she grabbed my hand.

- Where are you going? And who will fuck me?

Ira immediately stood up, turned her back to me, bent and put her hands on the mirror. Without thinking, I unzipped my fly and entered it. I decided not to hesitate and moved in it very quickly, tightly clutching my buttocks and trying to adjust to the rhythm of her moans. She arched her back and I realized that I had a second orgasm. I, too, was already at the limit, so I pulled out a member and began to masturbate furiously. Cumshot on her ass and back.

After that, he quickly put himself in order and ran away - is it not enough that Ira still comes up with something? Fortunately, the store was not crowded, and no one noticed me. Later, we met with Marina and together began to wait for Ira on the first floor. And when my mistress came down, she boasted to Marina (although I understood that it was for me) with her new bangs.

The third story - Ira leaves

Like all good things in this life, the visit of Ira is over. Unfortunately, she could not go to college - she flunked the entrance exam for creativity and has already collected things home. She was very upset. As far as I understood from Marina’s conversations, Ira, upon receipt, hoped to persuade us to rent a two-room apartment together. And so ...

On the last day we decided to drink with grief, and at the same time mark the departure of the girl to her parents. Who knows when next time to see you.

To the table Marina fried chicken, Ira made 3 salads. And I prepared a side dish - potatoes with a golden crust. And on this occasion I bought a bottle of whiskey.

The first toast said Marina:

- Ira, the main thing is not to worry. Next year you will come and everything will work out for you! Well, for everything to work out.

The second toast, almost immediately after the first, I said:

- Ira, I was very pleased to meet you. Spit on this entry. You can come to us and just like that. Pogosti, walk around the city. So - for our acquaintance.

I sat down at the table and felt like one of the girls put his foot on my groin. The embarrassment of the situation was that I was not completely sure who exactly of them did it. I looked first at Marina, then at Ira - but neither of them even gave the view. And the foot stroked me and I felt a growing excitement. I could not look at the leg, otherwise I risked drawing the attention of the second girl.

The third toast said Ira:

- Guys! I am very glad to meet you! Thank you for everything! For you! Let's drink on brotherhood.

This was my first triple brotherhood in life. Our hands are entwined like cobwebs. When we gulped down our glasses, Ira was the first to smack her sister on the lips. Then Marina passionately kissed me. And in the end I pulled Ira to me and gently kissed her on the cheek, slightly touching his lips.

We drank another 2 hours, and then went to bed - the train went at 6 in the morning and it was necessary to get up early to have time to get to the station. Already when I was in bed, Marina whispered in my ear:

- I missed you so much. It is even good that Ira leaves. I can not tolerate without sex. Tomorrow you will get everything you want.

- And your virginity too?

- We'll see ... I think you also suffer from abstinence, my poor thing.

She kissed me on the cheek, turned away and puffed. And I smiled to myself. Eh, she would know that there can be no talk of abstinence.

Somewhere in about 20 minutes, I heard Ira get up from her cot and go into the bath. After waiting about 5 minutes, I followed her to say goodbye as it should.

The bath was open. Water flowed from the shower, but Ira herself stood quietly in a corner in a nightgown and wept. Seeing me, she immediately rushed with hugs and kisses. Tears streamed down her cheeks:

- I do not want to leave! I do not want to go back to this musty little town. I want to be with you and only with you!

I began to kiss her lips and cheeks, feeling the salty taste of tears. He spoke gentle words, tried to calm him down. But she seemed not to listen to me and continued to roar. I started to touch her, stroke her hair and kissed me without stopping.

Ira calmed down a bit and asked in a whisper:

- Make love to me, please ...

I put my hand under the girl's nightdress and felt that from my kisses she was already excited. Immediately he pulled off his pants and went into it. Very gently and carefully.

Ira lifted one leg and bent her knee and put her back to the wall. Having sex while standing is terribly uncomfortable. But now I just did not want to break away from her, leave, let go. I did not hurry and moved very slowly. Now it was more important not just to get pleasure, but to dissolve in Ira, to become one with her.

I continued to shower the girl with kisses. She didn’t cry anymore, she just put her face to me. My hands stroked her body and I pressed closer to her. At that moment I was happy. She, I think, too.

But such moments cannot last forever. I felt that I was finishing up and wanted to get out of the girl. But she only pressed herself closer to me and whispered:

- Cum in me! You are welcome!

I immediately discharged it. And, trying not to moan or wake up, Marina pressed his face to her neck.

***
In the morning we put Ira on the train. At that moment it seemed to me that part of my life was over, and a new band was beginning.

However, as it turned out, this month together with Ira was only the beginning ...