1. Albena Episode 5
  2. At the work day. Episode 1
  3. The translator is going home. Episode 2
  4. CHABLIS or a trip from Petersburg to Moscow. Episode 4
  5. Icarus. Episode 3
  6. Spb. Episode 8
  7. Another trip from Petersburg to Moscow. Episode 9
  8. GOLDEN RING. Episode 7

My name is Marina, I work as a guide-interpreter, accompanying foreign tourists in Russia, sometimes abroad. Ride around our country has a lot. Now many airlines earn bonus miles for each route. If the railway did this, I could go on a free world tour, taking into account how many times I traveled by piece of metal from Moscow to St. Petersburg and back. But I sin to complain. Some of my travels are remembered to me for a long time, both good and, in truth, not so much.

A few weeks have passed since my last meeting with Volodka, my close friend, a translator from Peter. Since then he has been on my black list. Himself to blame - did not want to find an excuse for his wife and left me alone, without seeing to the train. Although, to be honest, we sometimes had a good time with him, ottyagivayas in the bars and beds of St. Petersburg hotels. However, on the way home I sometimes had pleasant meetings.

On this trip I was lucky again. One of my old friends, Valentin, was a tall fellow with an impressive member. The one in the company with which they gave me a crazy photo session that got on the Internet and gave rise to many analogues. This is a still life of prezikov on my body, filled with sperm after my fucking with a group of comrades.

This time the tourist season ended, and Valentine returned to Moscow alone, without friends. With us in the compartment was another married couple - Natasha and her husband, Nikolai. Valka and I also decided to pretend to be spouses, so as not to cause unnecessary questions. We sat opposite and slightly embraced, as newlyweds with average experience. These spouses did not support us, they were married for eight years and did not try to care for each other. Joint drinking too did not work - the spouse had a sick liver. But, if Natalya could fit into our company, then her Nikolai dreamed only to quickly fall into bed and sleep. We did not bother them and went into the vestibule to smoke.

We didn’t want to drink together - on the route there was already enough drink, so we behaved as if in reality we were spouses - we stood holding hands and talked with enthusiasm, remembering old friends.

Now I already felt like a power lady, not able to run into the vestibule, to have sex with the first comer, even with a good acquaintance. Not tempted me and the situation to pull the panties in the railway toilet to get a shot of adrenaline. All this was not as interesting and not as tempting as before.

“Let's go and sleep, dear spouse,” I suggested, “get up early tomorrow.”

- As you say, my dear, - Valentine smiled in response, and we, having kissed on the lips, entered the dark compartment.

This darkness led us a little bit. Although guys like to do everything in bright light, I prefer twilight. You continue to feel everything, but you do not have to be distracted and think about how you look now. The peasants do not understand this. Standing in the aisle, we embraced and merged into a strong kiss. Valka ran his hands along my sides, starting from the waist, from the bottom up along my boobs, armpits, palms ... With my arms extended up, I looked like a partisan who was unexpectedly captured, but I was not opposed to surrender and unconditionally surrender to those who were attacking me "adversary."

Moreover, the guy I always liked. I leaned on the top shelf, and Valentine began to take off my outerwear, first a blouse, then a bra.

- Don't ... not here ...- I tried to protest, but my mouth was closed with a kiss, and strong, but gentle hands lay on the tits.

“You need to be all the more pleasant,” I thought, recalling the unkind word “fighters-stupid fighters”, who are ready to grab onto a woman’s chest with all the dope.

And now, I am already standing naked to the waist in a compartment full of people, although sleeping, and my pants are already falling down. We continue to kiss, but lower the panties, I do not give.

“That's enough,” I say, and climb on my shelf.

Valentine stayed downstairs, but soon he caught my lips again in a kiss. I did not mind, because I felt safe. Opposite me, Natalya was snoring sweetly, and at the bottom, facing the wall, Nikolay slept soundly. My posture was very cozy, I felt comfortable, I continued to kiss and caress my hand under the blanket. From these touches, I began to get really excited and began to moan slowly, starting my lover even more. Soon I already wanted Valka to climb on my shelf.

- On the way, the stick will come in handy - I remembered the proverb.

I turned on my right side, facing the aisle and waved my head to him, inviting me to join me. Less than three seconds, as he undressed on the move, began to climb the "second floor", and soon we were lying in the pose of spoons, like two nines. Valentine is located behind, hugging me and kissing on the neck. It was nice to feel the booty touch of his sturdy while his hands slid across my body, caressing my legs, chest and tummy.

Throwing my left hand behind my back, I began to stroke the elastic loaf of my friend through the pants. All men, judging by my accumulated experience, from this baldeyut. Yes, I myself like to hold on to the resilient member, take it in the palm of your hand and cuddle a bit like a playful kitten. There were, however, cases where the hell did not want to get up, despite my efforts. My excitement at the same time also decreased immediately, but this happened to me very rarely.

Valka also began to give me a similar massage, from time to time penetrating my fingers under my slips. So, teasing and caressing each other, we, as a result, turned out to be completely naked and ready for sexual intercourse. I closed my eyes, and Valka moved his hand back and began to drive a finger along my crevices to smudge the grease. Soon I felt the insistent touch of a huge head to my entrance, pushing the labia, and then the promotion of the entire piston inside my vagina. The matter went, the body entered!

It's nice when you okhazhivayut such a broom. Fuck was excellent, saturated, however, one small “but” appeared, which consisted in some inconvenience - the air began to escape from my pussy with a characteristic whistle. This was due to our posture, as well as the size of the penis, really resembling a piston. Now I understand the meaning of the word "blow."

I opened my eyes and noticed with horror that Natalya was no longer asleep, but was carefully looking in our direction and under the blanket making love with herself. Well, I know that some girls masturbate before bed to quickly fall asleep. There is nothing wrong with that, but here is another case. It could happen ZHMZH, which I really would not want. I like ZHMMMM more ... and I completely do not accept lesbians. But how to say about this Valke?

I decided not to say anything yet, and turning to face him, lay down on top of him. My hair fell on his face, and Valentine was not visible that Natalia was not sleeping and was watching us.

The air stopped coming out of my pusa and I quietly began to work on my orgasm, methodically leaning my clitoris on the pubis of the cushion. In general, what is good fat member, so it is the tension in the vagina, which is transmitted to the clitoris. If the member is thin, like my husband's, then he does not touch my pea, excitement comes only from the contact of the member with the vagina, which for me and, I think, most girls are not enough. It is necessary in this case separately to stimulate my village. If a member does not cover the fingers, then it turns the sex gap in the sex hole.The clitoris is much closer to the penis, and, if lucky, will rub against the trunk during its frictions. And this is what a modest girl, like me, needs to get a full-fledged clitorial orgasm.

Head size is also important, but not for me, but for those who end up with vaginal sensations. For them, additional simulation from a luxurious head is equivalent to the use of preziki with tendrils or ribbed condoms. But, unfortunately, I feel badly about these nuances with pussy, and it’s quite another thing when rubbing my cherished point with a finger or a finger. But I usually do not hope for men, and therefore I myself try to solve my problems.

So this time I, having strongly pressed my pubic against Valentine, began to slide and rub against his body in different directions, almost without taking out my penis. From these movements, the huina began to bend, giving me additional stimulation. Please note that this technique is safe for a guy. I heard that when a girl completely takes a member out of herself, and then abruptly sits on it, the dick can break, fold in half. You can, of course, laugh, but such cases were when a member did not get into the wets and the girl sat on a vertical riser with all the weight. In this case, the capillaries do not withstand the pressure and the guy needs to call an ambulance. But we all went like clockwork. From these exercises or from such a pleasant member of the introduction, my breathing became loud enough. I thought a little and completely distracted from what is happening in the next bed. Throwing a glimpse there, I found that Natalya had already stopped looking at us, narrowed her eyes and began to fidget between her legs often and often and breathed too deeply.

- It is ridiculous, - I thought, - now two aunts will end, - and even more strongly began to sit down on the member.

Shivering along with the cramp ran all over my body from the bottom up, and I, exhausted, fell on the chest of my friend. Natalia, too, apparently finished. At least there were no more suspicious sounds from there.

- Marish, gum at my bottom, - Valentine hinted.

“Don't worry, I'll arrange everything now,” I said in a whisper, and crawled toward his riser.

It is not my first time to help a man finish, the main thing is for his piece to stand. However, if an erection suddenly, as is sometimes the case, disappears, with a clear conscience I could quit my job. But Valka had it all right. I decided to make him happy too - having wrapped my arm around his trunk, gently took the head into my mouth and began to caress it with my lips at the very foundation. After several hand movements along the trunk, Valentina's body tightened, and a hot sticky jet hit my throat. Having collected all the sperm to the drop, I waited until his fighter calmed down and lay back to rest. Just in case, I touched his tongue, but there was no answer.

- Everything, sleep, dear! - I whispered Valka in his ear, and he reluctantly climbed on his bed.

In the morning, Natalia and I looked at each other significantly and both looked at Valka.

“You will manage,” I thought, “it’s not enough for my beau to cheat on me with another, I now have to deal with my husband.” And we, having said goodbye, slowly went to the exit.

1 comment
  • January 27, 2017 11:40

    I liked it, but I wanted to see more precisely see the relationship to her husband.

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