1. Beginners lucky. Acquaintance
  2. Beginners lucky. Delivery
  3. Beginners lucky. A meeting
  4. Beginners lucky. Tourists

The story is based on real events, but the place names and some facts are deliberately distorted.

For a long time, whether shortly, Galina Petrovna and I began to meet with different frequency. The first meetings were on the script, and then everything flowed into the "freestyle". Designated common Wish for a meeting and forth, and sometimes not designated. We also established a clear framework: do not get into each other's life, do not do tragedy due to the cancellation of the meeting and do not “compost” the brains.

Once Galina asked me to help bring a chair to the country. I, in fact, knew that she definitely had no problems with delivery, she was not financially not physical, and realized that it was not a matter of transportation and unloading. He informed Galina Petrovna that the delivery would have to be “worked out”, for which he received immediate consent. We agreed on what day she would bring everything. I borrowed a South Korean-made Harry Porter car from my acquaintance, in the evening I drove into the store where I was loaded with chairs, and from the very morning, almost at night, I went to the country house to Galina. It was late September on the street, it was the height of Indian summer, even at night it was 18-20 degrees, and during the day there was real heat. The cottage was located 70 kilometers from Moscow, so after half past four in the morning, at the beginning of the seventh, I was already at the gate of the station. The plots were old, with plank solid fences and a large number of trees, almost houses in the forest. I called on my cell so as not to bibikat in the early morning, and Galina opened the gate for me. Having driven the car into the yard, I opened the window and asked with a strange accent:

- Where does the product go then, mistress?

- Oh yes lies somewhere. Even over the veranda, - slyly squinting, Galina Petrovna played up to me.

Pulling the four light seats out of the car didn't take me long. After that, they gave me a small tour of the site and the house. Not a palace of course, but quite a nice house with all amenities and a well-kept plot with walkways, sheds and a gazebo. After getting acquainted with the locality, we drank coffee, I looked at my watch and realized that it was time to start paying for it, since I already needed to be in town by dinner.

- Oh, thank you hostess! Kofi overseas, nazhoristye cookies, - again I switched to stupid idiom. - And how do you think to pay for my bogatyr worker?

- How how? To the top of the asshole, - the lady did not begin to drag the time. - Let's start?

The woman's eyes glittered, her breathing quickened.

- Let's start. I will go to the gazebo, and you change clothes, as agreed and go there, - I got up from the table and went out into the street.

Galina was not a few minutes. During this time I pulled out a wicker chair from the gazebo and put it on a paved tiled platform. Got comfortable and just went Galina Petrovna. My task in appearance, she completed one hundred percent. Sneakers on their feet. On the body is a sports topic, a couple of sizes smaller than the one that suits her, because of this, the chest practically fell out of it. Below the sporty black breeches, on which a piece is cut on the most interesting place, there is nothing under the bridges. Under the arm of a sports mat. She came up to me, got on her knees and kissed the back of her hand. We agreed not to play the "broken record", to read the meetings in this way.

- A wonderful morning for sports exercises? Is not it?

- Yes, - with a downcast look, Galina agreed.

“Lay the rug and lay on it on your back, feet down on me,” I commanded.

The woman lay down.

- Bend your knees. At the expense of time we push the legs apart, at the expense of two we shift. Exercise "preparation for work" - I instructed. - Do it once.

In the section on the breeches, my eyes opened a promising view of smooth-shaved vagina. I paused, enjoying the scenery.

- Do two ...

- Get up on all fours.Arrange your legs wider - after practicing a few minutes, I decided to change my position. - On the bill once otklyachivaem ass. On the count of two in the original. Started. Time!

I went to Galina Petrovna’s protruding ass and patted her buttock:

- What machine notable. Two, - she straightened.

- Once! - I ran my finger around the anus. - How is the chimney? Ready to smoke?

“Always ready,” giving the lady back.

- Two...

Having admired much of the sporting attempts in unhooking my asses, I decided to move on to other exercises:

- Rise! Feet shoulder width apart. Waving your arms with a jump. Started.

Galina started to jump. After a couple of jumps from the top, one chest fell out first, and then the other, which was what I wanted.

- Well, that's udder bare. Continue charging. Now run on the spot. Knees higher! Forward.

The woman began to bounce on the spot, while her bare breasts jumped heavily with each jump.

“Now, just two circles around the house,” Galina rode, throwing her knees up high and swinging her bust around the house.

After two laps the lady was out of breath.

- Okay. Break. Let's sit down.

This time the squat was performed on all five. Legs are widely spread, everything is perfectly visible in the hole on the breeches.

- This is a great squat. I would say slutty sitting. And not like the first time. What is Galina Petrovna? Do regular workouts help?

- Of course, a good coach will always help!

- Who will help? - I asked.

- I ... Whore, - Galina Petrovna immediately recovered.

- That's better. Once we warmed up, then in the shower. I'm waiting on the terrace. Smear and come.

Galina was characterized by a certain theatricality, she loved to dress up in different images, usually very fucking. At work, with friends and at home, she could not afford this, but with me she could. And I supported her in this endeavor.

I went to the house, poured myself a cup of tea and waited. This time I waited for 15-20 minutes. Finally, my partner appeared. Vidocq was at her sight. Shoes on a tall platform, on the legs stockings in a large mesh. The priest has a supermini skirt, and from the edge of the stockings there was centimeters 10 before the skirt. On the chest is a black lace bra that wears a white tight T-shirt with a large neckline, from which a significant part of the bra is visible. On the hands of large colorful bracelets. And crowned this image is bright, I would say a greasy make-up with bright red lips and eyes that are strongly colored with mascara. I almost choked on tea:

- This is chocholina! Let's go to the mirror.

On the terrace a large mirror is fun, almost a growth. I put Galina in front of him, and he stood behind. Took her by the chest from behind her back. And he began to fade through the bra. Then one hand launched under the skirt and began to stimulate the clitoris:

- How do you feel? Like Galina Petrovna, when your rubbing rub? Yes in this outfit?

- Yes. Do not stop, please.

- What a view, Galina Petrovna. How would in this form to apply for a job? Not. We planned to work last time. Now to the parent meeting, to the school? Here in the class surprised?

- Yes. Yes - the ladies were close to orgasm.

But in my plans it was not. I forced Galina to put her hands on the sides of the mirror and otklyachit ass.

- Come on, and I will work with a strap, - I took the belt off my jeans.

While Galina masturbated, I smacked her belt. Surprisingly, she loved a pretty strong spanking that left decent marks. From communication, I realized that her husband somehow did not care, and she herself even liked the tracks. After a couple of dozen blows, I removed the woman’s hand and began rubbing her clitoris myself, while at the same time I entered the vagina with my other hand. Galina Petrovna also liked the fisting theme and we gradually went to him, but at that time she was not yet ready to take the whole hand into herself, but four fingers were already easily entering her vagina. Soon she came violently, her legs trembled, and she slid to the floor. I waited a couple of minutes, let her come to her senses:

“Lay on the floor, on your stomach,” I commanded.

I lowered my pants, put on a condom and lubricated it with a lubricant abruptly entered Galina's anus, leaning on her with his whole body.If at the beginning of our communication with anal sex there were problems, due to the lack of elaboration of the chimney, then by this time there were no problems anymore. I immediately entered the entire length and became actively fucking her. Everything that happened turned me on as much as my partner, so I ended up pretty quickly.

“Huh,” I breathed. - How hospitable your chimney has become, Galina Petrovna. Let's wash the war paint, it's almost time for me to go.

When Galina returned, I sat her down on a chair, raised her legs and laid her on another chair. Her feet were fully accessible.

- How many? - I asked.

“Well,” the woman hesitated.

- Do not nukayte, agreed. Or finished upbringing?

The thing is that some time ago, Galina Petrovna said she wanted to quit smoking. Any Alena Kara did not help her, but she wanted to quit. And we agreed that for every cigarette you smoke it is punished. Long figured out what punishment is acceptable for this. I wanted this not to be a sexual act, but an educational one. And in the end they found out that Galina is not at all happy with bastinado. In general, they decided, one cigarette - one blow to the feet. The whole process was based on trust. No one prevented a woman from deceiving me. To be honest, I still do not know whether she ever deceived me about this or not.

“Twenty ... Twenty-five,” said Galina barely audibly.

I took the bar and began to apply weak blows to the arch. At this time it was clear that the process does not give her any pleasure, which we actually sought.

“Twenty-five,” I finished. - Consider until the next meeting.

I extended my hand to Galina Petrovna, she kissed her. I helped her to her feet, she pulled her robe down and went to accompany me to the car.

- Not bad fun in my opinion - I said. - Can I take the city?

- No thanks. In the evening I will get myself. I will not be a couple of weeks, we leave for turretchin on vacation. How to fly - I will write. Thank you.

At this we said goodbye this time. I started the car and went to Moscow.

4 comments
  • September 20, 2016 23:35

    Go on ...

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  • September 26, 2016 17:03

    I continue :)

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  • September 21, 2016 8:34

    Great BDSM story, it is clear that the author in the subject. Bravo! Looking forward to continue

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  • September 26, 2016 17:04

    Thank.

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