- Story One: Honest Davalka
- Story Two: The Shy
- Fourth Story: Classmate
- Story Three: Assistant Manager
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noticed, did not show, did not slow down. So we walked about two thirds of the way to work.
Finally we went to a large wasteland.
The place was deaf, deserted, not at all illuminated. Once there were located two-story houses - Khrushchev. All that stood here - came to a complete desolation and they were demolished. However, the asphalt street remained. On both sides of the bushes and weeds overgrown, rare leaning sheds, a couple of miraculously survived benches along the way. The path led straight into a dark alley, where there were several private houses fenced in by a fence. Two or three of them were still inhabited, illuminating dusty courtyards with dim lamps. The rest were in disrepair. The lane itself was about 200 meters long and led right outside the station building to the station. Wasteland was going to build up. But while there was no one. We walked three hundred meters, turned to the nearest shop.
Nobody around.
It was dark, the stars sparkled brightly in the sky. The night was moonless. Helen took a raincoat. I threw on the bench. Pulled off her sweater, left in some stockings and shoes.
“Take off your jeans,” ordered Helen.
I did not even think to resist, in an instant I was naked from the waist down. Jacket lay on the bench, next shirt.
“No,” Helen thought for a moment, “put on your jacket, it's so sexier.” And take it! - handed me a plastic bottle with a clear liquid, - massage oil, come in handy!
I have fulfilled the request of the Shy. Helen on herself threw a raincoat.
- How do I look? - she spun naughtily around herself, - the cloak floors spread apart, revealing a white body, - did you want to see me naked? That is your wish fulfilled! Walk in this form on the lane?
To the alley it was about two hundred meters and in the same, as many more. We decided to go almost to the end, and then back.
I felt a sense of burning shame and excitement at the same time. For some reason, the idea that someone could see us would start up to an extreme degree, almost to orgasm. We left our things on the bench. The idea that someone can pick them up did not even enter our heads.
Around the silence, we walked down the street, a gentle breeze swept our heated bodies.
I stopped Lena.
He embraced, his hands lay on the waist of the Modest, pulled her closer to me.
We kissed passionately.
Our bodies touched, my standing member rested on her tummy, hands fell on the ass, squeezed, spread to the sides. I touched her wet pussy and anus. Helen caressed my dick. We continued to kiss, unable to tear ourselves apart.
“Enough, let's move on,” the Modest breathed, “otherwise it will all end, and I want more thrills.”
We walked along the street to a dark alley, it was somehow strange that anyone around, even more excited by the idea that we could be seen by some random passerby. At the mere thought of this, I was ready to fail through the ground in shame, but at the same time I would probably have finished at the same time!
We got to the alley, a couple of times hit the circles dimly lit by dim street lamps. If there was a casual observer somewhere nearby, he probably would have been very surprised at the sight of our half-naked couple. Somewhere in the distance a dog barked - apparently she heard something or smelled it. We got almost to the end of the alley. Another thirty steps - and we find ourselves on a brightly lit road that led to the station.
I could not understand, what did the Shy? A little more and we "slept" like some naughty teens!
But Lenochka, as always, had her own plan.
We stopped at the crooked fence of an abandoned private outbuilding. Nobody lived here for a long time. The gate is wide open, the entrance to the courtyard is free.Right in the middle of the courtyard is a large and sturdy wooden table with a polished top, dug into the ground. Helen, took off her raincoat, threw it on the bench nearby, climbed onto the table, lay back, lifted her little white legs, grabbed her hands under her knees and spread her arms wide.
- Enter me! - whispered Modest, - I want you to fuck me first in my pussy, then fuck me in the ass! Come on!
Well, a bottle of massage oil in my jacket pocket. I do not know how much I poured the Prudent on the pubis and pussy, but the oil ran down her crotch to her ass and dripped from the table to the ground.
Helen passionately exhaled.
With the fingers of my right hand, I caressed my favorite pussy, my left while lubricating my anus swollen with excitement with oil.
Then with a sharp push I entered it! Fingers in the vagina and two fingers in the ass Lenochka.
- Fuck, how cool! - shouted the Modest, not at all worrying about whether they will hear us or not, - I want your dick in my ass! Come on, fuck me there!
Grabbing Lenochka by the thighs, he yanked at her. My dick just flew into her designed and oiled anus! Passion covered with a wave, a narrow little ring of Lenochkin ass wrapped around my cock. There was a feeling that he continues to grow inside. Shy Ass was hot as a fire! I violently started to “fuck” Lenochka's ass. She moaned out loud, simultaneously fiddling with the left hand the fringe of the genital lips of her excited pussy and caressing the clitoris with the fingers of the other hand!
With each of my movements, I planted a member deeper into Lena, until, finally, he began to enter her asshole at the very eggs.
Helen, no longer moaning, she just howled to the voice of surging excitement. A little more and we both finished.
Shy Pizdenka wiped out a fountain of female discharges, flooded my stomach and pubis. Helen screamed, unable to control herself, and she had no such desire! It seemed to me that a liter of semen was poured out of me into the Shy Girl! So much was her!
It seems that I even growled, ending!
My still standing member left Lena's anus. Sphincter ring slowly squeezed. A few drops of my sperm, which I plentifully loaded the ass of the Shy, flowed out. Helen raised her head, looked at me, touched her ass, felt something flowing out of her.
- Your sperm?
- Seems to be yes!
Little Lena caught my cream trickling from her ass with a finger. Raised to her mouth and eagerly licked.
- What are you delicious!
Helen slipped off the table, squatted in front of me and took my still excited cock in her hands:
- I want to suck all that is left there!
My cock was in her mouth, Helen blowjob performed inspiredly and violently, planting my fighter in my throat, nose nasal my stomach.
I thought that I could not be either aroused or finished.
I was wrong!
Groaning, I poured into Lenochka’s mouth all the sperm that was still in me. My legs suddenly gave way from the surging weakness, and I almost fell to the ground, having managed to grasp the edge of the table with my hand. Helen did not lie. She really sucked all my juice out of me, which I could still spew! Having released my exhausted falling fighter, the Shy stood up, we embraced and passionately kissed at last!
We sat down at the table for a while, laughing and coming to our senses after our insane act of love.
About ten minutes later we felt the strength to come back for clothes.
We gathered, cleaned ourselves up, and, slipping past the railway guard post and the customs shift office, found ourselves in our office.
Somehow, having undressed and having brought ourselves in an appropriate form, we fell on a sofa and fell asleep, having strongly pressed the naked bodies to each other.
So ended, perhaps the craziest night-adventure in my life. Neither before nor after I did not repeat this with any woman.
Our romance lasted until the end of November. We still made a lot of love madness, enjoying each other passionately at every opportunity.
In early December, the company was finally closed.
With regret, I realized that it was time to leave.
I suggested that the modest girl leave her husband and marry me.But she, with tears in her eyes, confessed that she could not do this because of her daughter. Very soon, she moved to the Krasnodar region, leaving me no address, no phone. Deleted an account in classmates, completely and irrevocably cut off all ties with me.
I really miss you.
Where are you, my Shy?
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Loved your story! :)
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Thanks, writing romantic life stories is easy! Especially such
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Superbly written! Very vital and exciting! Thank!
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