St. Petersburg ... A unique city in its cultural significance. He is able to amaze with his greatness and beauty any visitor who I decided to become in mid-June, as soon as I finished the second course. Persuaded me to go there Dasha. Actually, we started talking about it last fall. We decided to go together for three days, so both for almost a year saved money for our weekend in the northern capital.

Since the city in which we live is not far from the Leningrad Region, we decided to go there by bus. The plans we had, of course, inspection of cultural attractions. Well, of course, what a trip for two can do without sex?

To have sex this time, I didn’t want to quite normally. Shortly before the trip, I felt a certain feature of sexual attraction - fetishism, in which the school uniform became the object of attraction for me - well, you know, the one that graduates wear - these white bows, brown short dress, lace apron and white stockings to the knees. .. When Dasha was finishing school and I saw her in this form, I saw how stockings fit her beautiful ankles, I was visited by thoughts about a role-playing game. Dasha also had such school clothes, which also excites me - I saw her for the first time in her: a gray blouse, a white shirt, the collar of which was peeking out from behind a sweater and black business trousers that fit tightly on Dasha's figure, emphasizing her sexuality. In general, all these things, as well as some accessories for sex, we put together with the rest of the luggage in our bags.

Finally, in the morning, at about eight in the morning, we arrived at St. Petersburg. We got to the three-star hotel. As soon as we entered, a young woman approached us, she was about twenty-five years old. She had long brown hair and green eyes, and also a pretty nice figure.

- Welcome to our hotel, young people! My name is Milena, I am the receptionist at this hotel. What is your room - double?

“Yes,” I replied. - How much is a three-day stay?

- Four thousand per person per day. The room has a TV, refrigerator, washing machine, Wi-Fi, shower and toilet. Coffee and tea are free. There is also breakfast in the room. Downstairs we have a bar, across the road - a cafe.

- Good. That is necessary, - I agreed.

We registered and paid three days in advance. Here Dasha asked Milena another question:

- Tell me, is the soundproofing in the room good enough? If, for example, we want ...

- I understand, I understand, - Milena interrupted her. - Do not worry, she herself got into this situation. Our rooms have very good sound insulation, so, - Milena looked at me with her emerald eyes and, as it seemed to me, slightly ran her hand over her chest. “So nothing will distract you from your peace.” Do what you want and how much you want.

The interior of the room really corresponded to the description that Milena gave - it was a pleasure to live in such a place. We laid out our things in the room, and then decided to take a break from the road, plunging into a two-hour sleep.

It was 10:30 in the morning. The sun in the light blue cloudless sky shone through the windows. Dasha woke me up, who was impatient to see Petersburg. Then we brought breakfast to the room, having accepted that, we went for a walk.

The first day of our stay in St. Petersburg turned out to be the most culturally rich. At first, we walked along the Neva Embankment, from where the Admiralty building on Vasilyevsky Island was visible.Then we visited Palace Square, the Church of the Savior on Blood, walked alongside St. Isaac’s Cathedral, but the Hermitage made the most impression on me — such an infinite number of amazing exhibits in one place! We finished our walk in the evening in the Summer Garden - my girlfriend liked it most of all there. Yes, and I was impressed by this wonderful place with a huge number of statues, benches and trees.

By ten in the evening we returned to the hotel, had dinner and, very tired, went to bed - there was no strength even for sex, which we wanted to entertain ourselves during the trip.

And all the most piquant began the next day, or rather in the second half of it, towards the evening.

- Dasha, remember your prom? - I asked.

“I don’t think there are people who would forget such a day in their lives.” Unless they got drunk on shit, ”Dasha replied laughing. - Of course, I remember my own. I was then in a dark blue dress. It’s a pity I didn’t take it with me, because you asked me to take my graduate school uniform. She turns you on?

- Right. Put it on, please.

A minute later Dasha was already in school uniform. I looked at her and teased my libido. Then she came up to me and lay down on my knees, asking her to spank.

- I had twos at school. Punish me for them? - asked Dasha guilty tone, playing up to me

- I will give you a thrill, my bad and beautiful victor! - I said and pulled up the dress, exposing her ass.

How cool it is to slap his girlfriend, watching her elastic and soft buttocks shake from touch! While I was slapping and contemplating all this, my penis stood, buried in the forehead of my beloved. Dasha asked me to finish, then took off her white thong, and then everything else except stockings.

“Wait until I get ready,” Dasha said, closing in the bathroom, where she relaxed and made herself an enema. I undressed and cooked an apricot-flavored lubricant.

Dasha came out of the shower. She smeared her body with massage oil. Having closed the curtains in the room, I turned on the light in order to admire how its forms glisten in the light - this can not but arouse wild desires.

- Let's play with fruit. I came up with one game, - I suggested.

For this game, I took some fruit with me - two plums and two apricots, which I smeared with a lubricant and gently inserted into Dasha's anus, which she liked. She walked around the room with some fruit in her ass, and then I lay down on the floor. Dasha stood over me so that her ass was right above my face. She podnapryaglas bit, and her anus gave an apricot back. I took an apricot and ate it. Then a plum came out, which I also ate, and Dasha ate two other fruits.

Rising from the floor, I hugged Dasha and slowly began to lick her neck. My hands slid over her oiled vagina.

“Do you want me to play in your backyard?” - I asked.

- Yes, make the Mariana Trench out of my little cave!

With all my strength, I inserted my penis into Dashin the anus, which, thanks to the fruit warm-up, took my leather superhero, who was already entering a rhythm and moving inside, as if a felt-tip pen with a cap on his size. Dasha rhythmically masturbated vagina to enhance sensations.

For an hour I had my girlfriend in the ass, but I didn't want to finish everything. But an orgasm came to me suddenly. I finished inside without removing the penis from the anus. Then a wonderful picture opened in front of me, like a sperm flowed out of Dasha's broken down ass.

In the evening, we rested after having sex at dinner, and after dinner we went out to the balcony to admire the evening Petersburg and look at such a famous phenomenon as the white nights. I took two cigarettes out of the “Parliament” pack, and Dasha and I sipped the smoke, stood and watched the vanishing evening bustle of the big city.

On the third and last day Dasha asked me:

- Danil, listen. I, of course, liked yesterday's anal. But today I would like to slightly share in sex if you don't mind. Can?

“It depends on what you mean by that,” I said.

- Can I pee on you? Right on the stomach, on clothes?

- Sure you may! You are my beloved girl, and therefore I can only allow this to you - it will even be pleasant to me. In the "golden rain", Dasha, still there is something! - I replied.

Dasha dressed up in her usual school clothes. Then she asked me to lie on the floor. I did everything as she asked. My girl squatted beside me, lowered her pants and panties. I pulled a member out of my pants and started jerking it off. A trickle of urine poured over me. I do not know, but I was thrilled to feel how this stream of warm biological substance gets on my stomach, especially from the vagina of your passion.

When she finished urinating, Dasha took off her lower part of her clothes, took out a pink dildo on a suction cup from her bag, attached it to the floor and sat on it with a vagina. I went up to her and put my penis in her mouth. Slightly moaning from the penetrations of the artificial phallus, Dasha jumped on it, making me an amazing suction. Through the clothes she stroked her breasts and pulling her nipples.

Suddenly, Dasha stopped sucking, took off from the dildo and lay down on the floor, slightly bending her back and orgasm.

- It was awesome, but I feel that I can still! - Dasha said, choking with impatience. She took the phallus in hand and continued to fuck them. Three minutes later she covered the second orgasm.

“And one more time,” said Dasha. - I just want to squirt. Swap places?

Dasha lay on the floor, and I lay down next to her. I plunged my tongue into her vagina, licked her, not forgetting about the ass. She was sucking dildo, who visited her. And then came the third orgasm. A squirt jet struck me in the face, after which it was all in a translucent liquid, which I then licked. Bringing a member to Dasha's face, I splashed my sperm on her cheeks, and even her hair fell a little.

- That was great! - I said already dressing.

“You bet,” Dasha answered, wiping the floor in the room after our sexual experiment. - Will you help me out?

I wiped the rest of the floor, then we showered and had lunch. Our bus left late in the evening, so we once again walked around Peter, had a snack in a cafe and even again, at Dasha’s request, walked in Summer Garden.

Gathering things, we left the room and went down to the first floor. I gave the keys to the room Milena.

- Thank you for being with us and choosing our hotel. Was everything all right with you? Nobody prevented you, so to speak, retire? - Milena asked.

“No, everything was fine,” I replied.

- Well, then goodbye. Call on us again.

Already when we were driving the bus, Dasha lay down on me, putting her head on my shoulder, and then fell asleep. I was sitting, watching the darkening sky with manifesting stars and gently stroking the sleeping Dasha in her silky hair.