and went after him, cursing herself and an incomprehensible desire, again shot up inside from his touch. No, she was not a virgin. The love affair with the boy quickly ended and they parted amicably, realizing that they were not a couple. Maybe this condition is due to the fact that no one has touched it for a long time? But the girlfriends who were all trying to marry her, the men invited to meet tried to take care, taking her hand, touching the body in the dance. And it was somehow different ... Some kid had an incomprehensible power over her! And she absolutely did not want to resist. He walked in front, and she from behind, examining his figure of an almost mature man. The look lingered on the elastic male priest, rhythmically moving, covered with jeans. She blushed involuntarily and licked her dry lips.

He took her to the entrance and again went after her. She stood and looked at him, feeling her legs tremble, waiting for his kiss. Now he was in no hurry, gently clasping his head, he first covered his face with small kisses, and then only captured his lips in captivity, having penetrated his hand under the raincoat and squeezing his chest slightly. Suddenly, he pulled away from her and shouted: “Goodbye, Anastasia Andreyevna!” Jumped out of the entrance. From above the neighbor went down ...

And flew school days, bringing the final exams. Ignat played with Nastya skillfully, like an experienced man: then scorching her with kisses and touches at the entrance or after classes in the class, then suddenly switched to classmates, flirting and clamping them in front of her, causing tooth grit.

May holidays Nastya spent with her parents in the village, playing with her nephews and trying not to think about Ignat. The mother noticed that the daughter no-no, yes, she would start to sparkle, light up her face, but did not ask anything. Holidays in the air brought their results, Nastya became ill. Taking the hospital, she lay at home looking through all the TV shows and wondering how much she missed. The young body took its toll and she quickly went on the mend.

The morning was sunny and immediately raised the mood with the twitter of birds outside the window and the first green cannon of trees. Going to an appointment with a doctor, Nastya went into the shower and dried her hair. A bell rang through the noise of a hair dryer. This is a neighbor, who promised to buy her bread along the way. Nastya flung open the door and gasped in surprise. Behind her stood Ignat with a bouquet of yellow daffodils. Stepping confidently into the hallway, he slammed the door and hugged it with the smell of street freshness and spring. “How did I miss you, my girl!” - whispered in her ear, touching his lips. His hot breath touched the skin on his neck, making him flutter. She did not think anything, and he dug his lips into hers, grasping the arms he was already carrying into the room. The guy had already put her on the bed in the bedroom and hastily unbuttoned his shirt when she frantically tightened the belt on her robe, tried to jump off. Ignat, like a predator, immediately rushed to her hands, lifting it over her head, pressing it to the bed and leaning on them, not allowing to move, looking into her eyes clearly, with metal in her voice, said: “You are mine!” feeling the whole body excited, fluttering inside, every cell seemed to scream about desire.

She gave up ... she no longer wanted to resist. Come what may, but she wanted him. He read it all in her eyes. The girdle flew to the side, the dressing gown flew open, revealing a slim, naked body, exuding a slight smell of gel. Eating her eyes, admiring her face red with embarrassment, Ignat threw all his clothes off. Nastya was breathing heavily, looking at his body, such a desirable and attractive look with her willingness to have sex. But Ignat was not in a hurry ... he long and delicately caressed her body, until her sobs and pleading requests to take her, until under the sheet soaked with desire. Caressing his lips, his tongue, penetrating the inside of the hot bosom with his fingers, forcing him to wriggle, toss around the bed, squeeze his fingers until the sheet cracks.And then he hung over her, looking into the face, slightly touching the swollen head of the petals of the tender wet lips to open ... Nastya could not stand it and raised her hips, digging her fingers into his ass, planted on him, groaning as she gently slid inside the cock spreading sponges, filling it with supreme pleasure ...

He moved measuredly, taking his time, savoring every movement and listening to her moans. Then he went out of it and turned it over on his stomach. Raising his waist, he bent down, smacking the halves with relish, and again entered slowly ... completely ... like a conqueror, fingers tugging at the nipples and clutching his chest. But now he was moving hard and fast, as if hammering himself into her body. She moaned, screamed, huddled in his arms. Ignat, having roared a little, immediately exploded inside, making several more powerful jolts.

And then they drank coffee. And made love again. And they drank coffee again ... and made love again ... In the morning they went to school as a widow, on the way Ignat jumped over a bag with textbooks, although the lessons were already over and consultations began before the exams.

At school, Nastya, shining with happiness, wrote a letter of resignation. And only the gray head teacher, woefully shaking her head, knew the reason for her leaving. But, wise with great life experience, she did not stop and teach.

Examinations are over. Classmates laughed at the vulgar and stupid status of Ignat in contact, which was dictated to him by a friend. And he and Nastya, holding hands, rode the train to meet her parents ...