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erotically bit down the handle with white teeth, looking at the bulging fly of my pants.

- And then!

“Well, then sit down and pour me some more,” Natalie ordered, “I want a drink!”

We sip brandy, I stared at Natakhin chest in all eyes.

Elegantly disentangling her long, beautiful legs, Natalya rose from her chair. She stood opposite - tall, sexy, beautiful. A single curl of hair pulled out of his hair and hung from his temple with a brown curl. The slightly hazy look of the beautiful brown eyes slid over me. The hands reached for the skirt and unbuttoned, at first, the button on the belt, then very slowly pulled down the zipper of the lock.

The skirt fell to the floor.

Natalie stepped over the black fabric, first with one foot, then with the other. She stood in a half turn to me. Mysteriously smiling, looking at me, Natasha with her right hand unbuttoned another button on her blouse, the next and finally the last one, opening my neat round tummy to my eyes.

Turned to face me.

My eyes fell on the bottom of her belly. The white triangle of the pubis clearly stood out against the background of her tanned body. There was a small tattoo on the bottom of the abdomen - there was a black cat washing its foot. The pubis itself was very unusual. Often girls simply shave off all the vegetation in the lower abdomen and between the legs, or leave a thin vertical strip. Natalie's pubis was decorated with an intimate hairstyle in the form of an arrow from two neat strips of dark hair (drawing in the form of the Latin letter “V”), converging exactly where the pissy's crack began. Natasha shifted from one foot to the other, with her hands on her side — her waist was narrow and her hips strong and rounded. Against the window, the rays of the setting sun outlined her amazing silhouette.

A painting worthy of the artist's brush!

At that moment we suddenly heard voices - this is the station staff who went out to smoke just under our window. They always did that, no matter how much we asked to smoke them elsewhere.

But this is nothing.

Worse, they used a three-story mate in conversation. What men have that women. What do ordinary people do.

Natalia turned to the window, spread a crack in the blinds.

- Who is there? - Natalie stooped lower, giving me the opportunity to consider the magnificent roundness of her fifth point, - it seems Yura!

Yura worked at the station as a trainer, was not a fool to take a walk and drink. It was impossible not to recognize him by the voice and complex turns of the “great and mighty”.

Natasha leaned over to the window-sill, leaned her arms on it, opened the curtain as if for her it was important who else was standing under our windows with her mother Yura.

At the same time her amazing round ass moved very close to me. Touching the table's hips, Natalie stepped from foot to foot, spreading her slender legs slightly. Marvelous picture opened to me at this moment. Buns ass parted, exposing the brown hole of the anus. The female flower was revealed to me in all its glory. Large sponges went to the sides, exposing a shiny brown small bud. Natasha’s small lips strongly protruded beyond the large ones. I have long noticed one female peculiarity: if a girl has pink nipples, then small sexual lips will also have a pink color. Natalie’s nipples were brown — and her lips were brown. An interesting feature of her flower was the fact that when Natasha (probably so that I had a better look) placed her long slender legs, she opened her pussy, revealing the opening of the vagina. The pussy of my assistant shone from the discharge of female juices.

A rather large drop of whitish secretion from the reddish-pink slits of the vagina of the glass, lingered on the lips of the genitalia for a couple of seconds and fell down. It was followed by the second, Natasha was very excited. I gently placed my hands on her hips, the benefit of the width of the table of fifty centimeters easily allowed me to reach the object of my lust. Gently, but persistently pulled Natasha to her, which is why her ass practically appeared above the table. Hands gently touched the anus assistant, walked through the folds of the genital lips. He caressed the swiftly swelling cherry of the clitoris. Natah moaned, her pussy wiped out a drop of female juice that smelled pleasantly of the pungent aroma. I gently went inside the lecherous assistant with two fingers. Inside, Natasha was wet and warm, two fingers fit inside her freely. Natasha shuddered, the walls of the female cave convulsively tightened, tightly wrapped around my fingers. Carefully moving in Natalia, I felt a small knob of the “G” point inside the wet hot pussy. Natasha trembled, ass jerked, and pisya splashed juice on the table with juices of orgasm.

- Oooh! - Sweet, not her voice breathed Natalie.

I gently went out, Natasha rose. I saw a few drops of moisture running down Natalia’s inner thighs down to her knees. Her chest heaved high, her nipples protruding in small brown pellets.

“Come to me,” she breathed languidly.

I walked around the table, my hands went to Natalie's hot thighs. Her graceful handles quickly unbuckled my belt, followed by a belt button and a zipper fly.

The pants fell to the floor, after half a second the panties fell off me, freeing my excited member from close captivity. Natasha squatted, spreading her legs wide apart. Natalie's left hand lay on my right thigh, the sharp manicure claws dug into my flesh, leaving pink scratches. Natasha's right hand is wrapped around my cock. Licking her plump red lips, Natalie took the head of her penis in her mouth, gently caressing her tongue. Nata did a tasteful blowjob, sucking into her mouth and licking my dick like a chupa-chups lollipop, while looking at me from below over the rim of black fashion glasses.

Damn, how nice !!!

I felt ready to cum!

“Wait,” I stopped the movements of Natalie’s head, “I want to enter you, let's go to the table!”

Unfinished cognac, glasses and a snack moved to my working half. Having finally got rid of the pants and shorts, I picked up Natalia under the delicious elastic buttocks and sat on the table.

He pulled up his legs, putting Natasha on his back.

Natalie grabbed her legs under her knees, pulling them to her, revealing a brown flower bud, shining with moisture. Drops of Natalie juice flowed from the slits of the vagina on the ass on the table. The hips and crotch were also all wet.

- I want to taste you! - I said Natahe, kneeling at her excited and wet pussy.

- BUT? - Natalie raised her head - do not!

- It's late!

I eagerly passionately kissed Natalia's clitoris, fingering the swollen cherry with my tongue. Natasha's clitoris was just huge, the size of a large bean, and had a pleasant salty taste, like the juice of my depraved assistant.

Having played with the clitoris, he switched to small sexual lips, (although they were quite considerable from Natalie). Playfully biting his lips, sucked in his mouth, delayed by a few centimeters, caressing and kissing the most tender flesh. Natalie groaned and arched from pleasure. Carefully opening his fingers the delicate brown-pink essence of the flower, exposed the entrance to the red cave. My tongue penetrated inside and playfully tickled the eve of the vagina. Natalya screamed, juice squirted out of her.

- I can not more! Come inside me, ”she hoarsely, her voice hoarse with excitement.

I stopped oral sex. He wrapped his arms around Natalie’s hips. He pulled over, a member having rested in Natasha's pussy. Slightly moved them along the excited slits, lubricating the head. One smooth movement and I'm inside my Natalia to the depth of the head.

- Aaaaaah! - she cried, - as well!

Another movement, and I'm completely in the "girl" of my charming.Peeing Natalie met me with an abundance of warm moisture, her compressed muscles tightly wrapped around my cock. The head rested against the wall of the vagina. Being in Natasha was damn nice. And in size, we approached each other almost perfectly. I began to move inside my subordinate, smoothly at first, then faster and faster, increasing the pace and amplitude. The mistress was squinting to the beat of my movements, the eggs hitting Natalia's pope. We both moaned from pleasure. Finally, I felt the approach of an orgasm.

- You can finish?

“Come on,” Nataha breathed, “I'm protected!”

- Oooh! - screamed, arching on the table Natalie.

My member instantly found himself in the epicenter of a volcanic eruption of hot female juices.

- Ooh! - I breathed out after a second, feeling like a seed is running out of me with furious jolts.

In general, I love when a woman ends violently (with a lot of discharge) and even several times in a row!

Breathing heavily, wet with sweat and Natalia's discharge, I carefully left the moist, hidden dark world of my beauty.

Some time after our intimacy, I looked with interest at the brilliant, filled with my cream (thick white drop of my sperm leaked from Natalie's vagina!) A bud of brown genital lips. In the excited state, they greatly increased in size and protruded beyond the limits of large outlandish fringe for a good three and a half centimeters! To be honest, not a single woman has ever seen such a pussy structure. Natalie watched me with conspicuous curiosity.

I leaned over to her and gently, gratefully, kissed the delicious belly, then strong breasts, and finally, neck, cheeks, eyes.

Natalia rose from the table, put her arms around my neck, I wrapped my arms around her waist and we intertwined for a long time in a tender passionate kiss!

We sat down at the table as we were naked, drank brandy with sweets and lemon, Few came to our senses.

I sat in my chair for a long time, just watching Natalie put herself in order. Corrected hair, makeup. She took a pack of wet wipes out of the bag, spreading her long legs slightly and crouching, wiping her “girl” with a white rag from my sperm and her discharge.

- Wow! How much! - She was surprised, looking at the sticky white rag all in my cream, - and you are not weakly smeared me!

“I haven’t had a woman for a long time,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

What was true, with the former we have not slept for almost a year. Although, being completely alien to each other people, still lived in the same apartment.

Natasha and I got dressed. Cleaned up the consequences of our adventures as they could. Honestly, there was no strength. We were tired, but happy.

The working shift on the eve of Russia Day was a success !!!

Certainly better than the holiday itself !!!

It was already about half past eight in the evening, it was dark outside, I took the last declaration. We issued transport documents and handed them over to the so-called “commodity office” of the station for registration of the further movement of the cargo at its destination.

Tired, lightly drunk, but satisfied with each other on the way home, we looked into a small cozy beer bar. Over a glass of beer, you had to calm down and come up with the same legends, in case of questions like “where have you been / been for so long?” And “why did you drink today?”

P. S. Together we worked for almost a year and a half, until we were bought out by another Moscow office with another high-ranking member from high Government Spheres as the host. All this time, my girlfriend, assistant, subordinate, beloved woman and just beautiful - Natalia Paulauskaite is VERY RARE (at corporate parties, banquets, seminars, on joint business trips and just at work). Always delighting me with the look of my unusually attractive "girl" at every opportunity !!!

My beautiful Natalie - I miss you, wait, kiss, I will be glad to meet you.

You know my contacts, call, write.

Your romance.

5 comments
  • January 31, 2017 16:44

    The author, somehow imperceptibly changed the status of your novel. Previously, he proudly stated that he was a writer, but in this story he modestly attributed in brackets: (I am writing rasskazy in my spare time.)
    Now to the story.
    This story also sounded quite good, but I would not admire, although I rate the whole series positively.
    I liked and interested me descriptive moment Natalkina vagina. For me, it is very important what the female genitalia look like: their appearance can cause complete delight, or quite the opposite. For this part of the story to you fat plus.
    I would put a minus for the strange behavior of the heroine before the first sex with the hero. The impression was made that she had not just decided to start a romance with a partner, but had a rehearsal before shooting a porn movie. It hurt everything looked deliberately ostentatious, as in the written script. And then what good is a long shift without panties? Uncomfortable, not hygienic.

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  • January 31, 2017 17:06

    Good day reader, a series of stories based on real stories of my adventures. Well, as for the rehearsal before the shooting, so all the women are different! But in general, thanks for the positive evaluation. There are still a couple of interesting stories ahead. So see you again on the site pages)))

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  • February 1, 2017 20:40

    Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, dear.
    I would also understand the short answer: “Thanks for the feedback.” This is normal.
    But if you undertake to answer on the merits and blame everything on the truth of life, on documentary, I can not understand this answer.
    We have no documentary stories here. There is undisguised fantasy and fiction, but there is a fantasy based on something, mowing under the truth.
    In any case, the author is responsible for all the inconsistencies and shoals, as for his own shortcomings. Or how?

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  • Dinovart (a guest)
    February 1, 2017 9:09

    The Day of Russia - the liberation from the Polish invaders, Minin and Pozharsky (1612) took part in it - an important historical date. Of course, the holiday will be dragged in by the ears in order to forget any holidays connected with the USSR (just a cartoon about the lion king - do not say the word “Mufasa”!). As for the form, they complained in vain: since 2013, all students in Rostov universities did not have the right to wear light clothing, even in summer, which, on the one hand, is correct - for 1-2 years all girls went in shorts, shorter than some underwear, and lace T-shirts. The stories, as always, are interesting - probably everything determines their validity on the events of real life.

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  • February 1, 2017 12:22

    Good afternoon, dear reader, you are mistaken about the holiday. The day of liberation from the Polish invaders is celebrated on November 4 (National Unity Day). But the Day of Russia is just the day of the adoption of the declaration on the sovereignty of the Russian Federation. That is, on this day we still celebrate Independence Day from the former "fraternal republics")))

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