However, as soon as the process was completed, the lady went limp and sank to the floor. Whitish fluid poured from the wide open vagina on the mat. The man sat down beside him, stroking his partner's lower belly, soothed her.

****

Having come to themselves in a few minutes, they moved to the bed for the final rest.

- Well, how did I play a schoolgirl ...? I hope, could deliver you pleasure?

- Yes. Thank you honey You, as always, skillfully conveyed the behavior of juvenile whores. It is unlikely that anyone else in your place would play up to my imagination.

- Some strange notes in your voice are present. Do you remember other games? Or do you regret that the partner is not so young? Maybe you have already passed this scene with another? And you remember her.

- What can you do - under the oppressive express of time, you have to give up. And if in truth - I remembered another.

- I performed your whim, in honor of the fiftieth anniversary of marriage. Now my condition - tell about your sexual adventures. About all. We have been living for quite a long time, so I have already forgiven you all. Just want to hear your story.

The man was silent for a long time, wondering how to begin his story. He did not intend to tell all the moments of his betrayal - it would be too difficult for his wife to transfer the news.

- Why are you silent?

- I wonder where to start. How are you, in order to start, with the first woman? Tell in all the intricacies of the process? To have more erotica?

- Yes! I'm interested in everything. You can even tell in all the details of coitus - eroticism is not forbidden. And don't worry, I'll take it.

“Yeah. You can stand it, thought the spouse.

- Meet the New Year 1958. Just in December, I turned sixteen. We lived in a closed town, at a defense enterprise. Dad as a specialist identified a two-storey mansion, some kind of merchant. Therefore, relatives and friends always gathered with us. There were ten guests and three of us. My sister was studying in the capital at that time and could not come to us. Of all the guests stood out ...

- The one with which you are the first time?

- Do not interrupt, please. And then I lose the thought. Not. Her mother. More precisely, the wife of my mother's brother, Uncle Viti. Zinaida Aleksandrovna. As a great fashionista, she came in a maroon dress, (I still remember him). With a chic neckline. The new-fashioned dress, fitting the curves of the female body, emphasized the slender waist, turning into an appetizing ass. All those present, including women, swallowed saliva, admiring such a "machine". For me, this ass and two cans under the neckline have become tracking points. A perfume fragrance killed all impotent on felling.

Their daughter Tatiana with fiance Vasily came with them. Tatiana was not inferior to her mother in the choice of clothes, just as beautiful and fashionable for those times dressed in a dress. Here with her that happened to me the first sex.

- With a cousin?

- According to the passport, yes. But not by blood. She was sheltered by Uncle Vitya and Zinaida. So ... What did I stop at? Oh yes. They sat down early to see off the old year. At six o'clock. After the initial drink, snacks, began to dance. Zinaida all gentlemen tried to invite to dance. Many, refusing, danced mostly with Uncle Victor. Large, soft breasts were shaking from the hostess dance frills. Hop has already turned all heads. I was allowed to drink wine.

Dumbfounded when father, having seen enough of Zinaida’s jumping breasts, said: “Don't postpone the next year, what can be done in this”. He took his mother by the hand and led him into the bedroom. Energy passion went through all the guests.A few minutes later, they were already behaving in silence, the men caressed their partners below the waist, they mysteriously smiled, pressed closer to the gentlemen.

Returning mother, smugly smug. She looked frivolous than at the beginning of the evening. Dad smirked rather, his face reddened with sex expressed a bliss of voluptuousness, bringing regret to the guests' minds that they were not allowed to retire. However, the tipsy Tatyana, who was mischievously giggling at the whisper of the groom, also disappeared from my sight. Disappeared with her boyfriend. My drunken mind, drew a picture of what happens at this moment between young people.

I got out from the table, imperceptibly straightened the rearing member. Went into the bathroom and discharged into a napkin. He leaned his back against the wall, waited for the excitement to come off my face, and returned to the table.

Younger guests, kissed first, furtively, then no longer hiding. Sister returned more disheveled than my mom. Lips were no longer in scarlet lipstick - they lick the groom. There were no stockings on her legs. She became even drunker. I tried to correct something on my belt, under the dress. “They were in Alice’s bedroom,” I realized. “Or maybe in mine? I'll go check it out. ” In the bedroom of the sister, on the bedside table lay stockings and elastic bands supporting them. A subtle, unfamiliar smell was felt in the room. My nostrils began to expand, soaking up the exciting odor of lust.

At the beginning, I watched more as Aunt Zina’s breasts swayed when she famously danced. Uncle Vitya was tired of dancing, so she circled in dance, then with the ladies, because the gentlemen overturned their glasses, then with Tatyana's fiance. After visiting Alice’s bedroom, I began to watch my sister. Vasily in a dance circled her, not knowing about the harmful effects of dizziness on intoxication of the bride. However, my aunt attracted my gaze.

I was sitting at the table, staring at her. Drunk wine painted erotic dreams. I wanted to lie down on one of these mouth-watering pillows and cover the other. My penis hardened again, I had to hide it under the floor of my suit. And then Aunt Zina, laughing loudly, pulled me out from behind the table: "Let's go dancing, gentleman."

Not a dancer out of me, and if the “third leg” has grown ...? While he was getting out, he adjusted the floor of his jacket so that the incident would not be so noticeable. How does a modern song sound: “The fragrance of perfumes attracts so much ...“?

Only from the contact of my hand with her waist, I almost finished. Having danced, I jumped out into the yard to air out, urinate. Do you know how hard it is to bend a young erect organ for urination?! ... Oh, yes, it was ...

Tatyana and her fiance smoked to the side and laughed at something. Both did not notice me, frankly squeezing and kissing. As I at that moment wanted to be in the place of Basil, to feel the softness of the breasts, which he caressed through the fabric of the dress. Unable to just keep on watching, somehow I pulled out a stiff penis through my fly. A light frost has not cooled the ardor of faldus. So often I haven't masturbated before. The kinds of clamped Tatyana and Vasya helped me to discharge. Just a few frictions and a fountain of sperm escaped from the depths of the scrotum.

Mom invited everyone to the table - the new year was coming. A little sobering up after the street, I cheerfully looked at the salt-grown adults. By this time, even the aunt did not look so elegant - gubnushka was also lapped, the hairstyle was somewhat dented.

Opened champagne. Light the sparklers. Cooked crackers. With the noise, shouts of "Hurray" met the year 1958. Tatyana was completely unlucky, she frankly lay face down on the salad. Mom, refusing to help Basil, took her to the second floor, to the sleeping sister.

Having drunk up to an hour, the people began to invite each other to visit. What has always been taken in our company.

I stayed alone at home. Climbing up to the second floor, looked into the bedroom. Tatiana slept, strongly pulling one leg to the stomach. In the dim light from the corridor, my brain painted fantastic pictures under her protruding hem.

Returning to the table, I drank vodka for courage. He went to his room, took off his festive costume, put on his sweatpants and shirt.In the sister's bedroom, the picture has changed - the woman turned over onto her back. The dress remains ... Read more →