1. Random passion
  2. Random passion. The continuation of the evening
  3. Random passion. Meet Sister
  4. Random passion. New day. Part 1
  5. Random passion. New day. Part 2

- You are crazy! - Christina said, barely having time to lick the remnants of sperm from the lips, and jokingly beat her fists in his chest. “You can do whatever you want with me this weekend, but now I want to put myself in order and talk a bit, and then I want a long and tender sex.” I want the second time to be gentle, ok?

- As you say ... Andrew with ill-concealed regret put her on her feet, - as you say.

- Do not worry, you make up for everything with interest, - she winked at him, and leaned over to the member licked him once more and whispered, - I will return to you soon. And she went, on her feet a little wadded from the resulting orgasms, towards the bathroom.

The click of the closing door brought Andrew back to reality. He could not believe what was happening to him tonight. He did not know what to do next, how to behave. Definitely this girl was exceptional, with her every movement happened by itself, with her there was no need to think about anything. But this obsession frightened him, and he didn’t know whether to restrain her. All these thoughts flashed through his head like a whirlwind, but now the water in the bathroom subsided and he had only a few minutes left to decide how to proceed.

- Come what may! He said to himself.

As soon as he had time to hide his dick in his pants and sit at the table, the bathroom door opened, and in the dim light of the lamp he saw her again ... She was even more beautiful than before: she was wearing a silk translucent nightie that barely covered her delicious hips and black lace panties and a bra showed through slightly in light white fabric. She walked barefoot, her movements were very quiet and cautious, like those of a tigress, and with each step, her chest swayed slightly.

“Do you like me too?” - She smiled slightly.

“I don’t even know what to tell you,” he said, smiling.

Christina came so close to Andrei that he could smell her, it was the smell of a happy and contented woman, she slightly tilted her head, and the tips of her hair touched his face. A moan flew from Andrei's lips, and he inhaled the scent with a full breast, and stood up from the chair, digging into her lips.

- Shhh ... wait a bit, I need to tell you something.

- Sorry, you just so much excites my mind that I can not control myself.

- It's okay, I like it. So here. I want to tell a little about myself and explain to you what will happen next. You will have to listen and agree. If you do not like something, then you can leave immediately. Accepted?

“Yes, of course,” said Andrew after a short pause.

- So here. Where should I start? I've always been the right girlfriend ... Don't interrupt, let me finish. So here. I've always been right. In all - in school, in behavior, in sex. I only had one guy until today. I met him at the institute and gave myself to him. The truth is that I had only one guy does not mean that I did not have girls. Yes, I had girls, and quite a lot. In general, I love sex very much, and always envied my sister, who received everything from this life, but with my boyfriend it didn’t matter - he was very compressed and shy. And tonight I agreed with one friend so that she tried to sleep with my boyfriend. It was necessary for me. I should have known if I could believe him. He made me an offer and waited for my answer. And what do you think? Just an hour later, I went to her apartment, quietly crept to the bedroom ... And I saw how she bent over him and polished his penis with her lips ... I do not even know what I felt at the same time.

- Christine, I'm sorry, I did not know ...

- Shut up and listen to me, - she said imperiously, - Once again this will happen again, and you will get dressed and go home, understand me?

- Yes of course.

- So here. Of course, I came up and slapped him in the face, rather in order to put an end to our relationship, and left. And on the street I met you. On the way home, while you were taking me, I thought a lot. And decided. Now I have to get everything from life that I haven’t received before. I want sex. Lots of sex. I want to try everything, everything I can. You will be my first “benefit”, and you will obey me, or we will say goodbye to you. True, I want you to get something from our intimacy too. Let's agree like that. Every weekend, after our first sex, I will tell you about what I did on weekdays or tell you about my girls, by the way the first of them was my sister ... What do you say?

Andrew did not know what to say. He wanted this girl. Wanted her right now. But her story scared him a little. On the other hand, it is never too late to leave, but where it all will lead is interesting.

- OK, deal.

- Well, that's clever, - she smiled. - Now take off my panties and lick me properly. Do not worry, I was well washed.

Andrey's hands were shaking when he approached her, he put them on her shoulders and pulled his hands down, feeling the silkiness of her skin. He looked into her huge eyes, which were somehow green for some reason, and kissed her on the lips. Meanwhile, his hands reached her palms, stroking them, sifting through her fingers, tickling the inside of her palms. He let go of her lips, knelt in front of his knees, and put his hands on her legs. These legs just drove him crazy, he barely restrained himself not to rip off her underwear, dig into her chest and enter her with a sharp and strong push to the very end. But he kept himself in hand. His hands went up, now they touched the edge of the silk fabric, went back, and now her strong buttocks are in his hands! A little more, and he felt the gum of her panties and pulled them down. She helped him by stepping over them when they were at the bottom. Andrei lifted the hem of her nightie and approached her bud of passion. He gently kissed her smoothly shaved pubis, then another kiss, more and more. Then he felt gentle, but strong female hands on the back of his head, and the next second these hands pressed him tightly.

- I told you to lick properly, and not to kiss.

The grip of his hands loosened, and he was able to catch his breath. Fearing to cause Christina’s anger again, Andrei decided not to waste time and abruptly took her clit in her mouth. He sucked, bit and licked her clit, he did everything he could, and judging by her moans, he did everything right.

“Well done, come here,” she said, and sat on the table, spreading her legs wide. - Go on.

He approached her, not getting up from his knees, and continued to lick her. He licked her lips, then dropping down, lightly touching the dark hole of her anus, then going up, touching the clitoris again. He bit her, drank her juices, spread her lips with his fingers, and fucked her with his tongue. At that time Christina simply could not find a place for herself, she squirmed like a snake, she scratched the table and Andrei's back. She felt the approach of an orgasm, he promised to be unforgettable, because it was her first orgasm from the male language, she wanted to remember it forever. And here are a couple of movements with the tongue, and it covered like a wave. She was shaking, every muscle in her body was contracting, she wanted only one thing - so that Andrew would not remove his tongue from her. And finally, she relaxed.

- Quiet, give me a break. You were great, I liked it.

After a couple of minutes, Christina opened her eyes:

- You were a good man, I will thank you for it, let's follow me.

She took him by the belt and led him into the bedroom. Leading him to the bed, she pushed him in the chest. And he fell on soft sheets. She saddled him like a stallion, leaned toward him, and licked his lips.

- Sour?

- Yes, you finished a little squirt.

- Mmm ...

She dug into his lips, she studied with her tongue all the corners of her mouth, she stroked his teeth with her tongue, she liked the taste of her liquid in his mouth, and she wanted to get it all. When the taste ceased to be felt, she straightened up, and holding her hands on the edges of the nightie, she took it off over her head.Hair fell on her chest, making her image even more fabulous. Christine looked at Andrei through her hair, while her hands quickly unbuttoned his shirt. She bent, and began to cover his chest with kisses, she rose to his neck, bit her, sank to her stomach, kissed him, and sank even lower, she pulled off his pants, and picked up a member sticking out like a stake. She gently pulled off her skin, blew on the head and abruptly took it in her mouth. She sucked his dick and massaged the eggs with her palm, licked the eggs, took them into her mouth one by one, and raised the dick with her hand. But he was not destined to come. More precisely, she was not going to allow this. She broke off his orgasms over and over again.

- Well, do you want me? - She asked, and without waiting for the answer sat on his penis.

“Ahhhhh,” shouted Andrei.

Her hands slipped behind her back, unfastened her clasp and threw it to the side. She took her chest in hand and squeezed it.

- Do you want to see them?

Instead of answering, he raised his hands and pulled her palms to the sides. Her breasts were beautiful - she was perfect shape, with light, protruding nipples. Andrei licked the tips of his index fingers and touched or touched Christina's nipples. As soon as he touched them, she again moved on his penis. She put her hands on his chest and began to move her ass faster and faster. A little more, and the bed was ready to fall apart under its onslaught. A couple of minutes of this pace and she felt the approaching orgasm, which was getting closer and closer, and Andrew, judging by the growing moans, too. He stroked her back, chest, caressed her hips ... And so, she began to shake, shaken all over, and his member almost broke as she squeezed him. He could not stand it, and a couple more movements, and he, too, began to cum, cum right into her, feeling how each portion of his sperm flowed down its walls back to his head. He almost lost consciousness from an excess of feelings and emotions.

The slammed front door cotton brought him back to reality, Christine was still lying on him, and his dick slightly limp and fell out of it, and the sperm flowed in a thin stream directly to his eggs.

- Do not worry, this is my sister, we live together, I will go talk to her.

Christine got up, threw a robe, and sucked the remnants of sperm from his penis, went out the door.

“I'll be back, we haven't finished for today,” she said, through the open door.

Waving a robe, she went into the kitchen.

- Hi sister.

- Hello Kristina. New trakhar?

- Yes, you can say so, I have not yet decided that he can.

“What legend has your favorite one used about a good girl?”

“You know me very well, it’s not for nothing that we are twins,” said Christina, and going up to her sister, she kissed her, treating Andrew with sperm.

- And he tastes nothing, I like. It's time for us to meet him too.

To be continued.

Next will be a continuation, this is the real story of my life, which I decided to tell the world, and I would like to understand if it is interesting for you, dear readers.

8 comments
  • February 26, 2017 0:22

    Here, by God, as I was pleased with the first part, I was also so upset by the sequel, even if you take it and do not read the sequel, if the first part is sunk.
    As a result, everything returned again to the essence of “Sexwife and Cuckold”, well, or with the host and bottom relations, again you can add a tag to the story - Femdom.

    Watching / reading what stories are recently published on the site, it seems to me a joke about the fact that they want to instill in us the values ​​of "Civilized" Western countries, it is no longer funny.
    A couple of years ago, God forbid, every couple of months, stumble upon a story from the genre of “Sexwife and Cuckold”, well, they were not very popular, but now they appear an order of magnitude more than all the others combined.
    Where now you can find a story about a normal Russian / Belarusian / Ukrainian man, who, having learned that his wife / girlfriend is cheating on him with everyone, breaks her jaw and just goes into the sunset ... In extreme cases, silently, leave her fucked with whom she wants, but he does not want to live with a shala ... with such a person.
    And do not care about the feelings and heart, male honor is more expensive.

    P. S. I’m sorry for the author for such a comment, but it was upset that you didn’t specify at least a couple of tags for the 2nd part, seeing that I would be content with the first part.
    I do not give a rating.

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  • February 26, 2017 0:33

    Thanks for being honest. I would not say that this is a relationship with the bottom. You did not even understand my whole point. And then the west? You have no patience. If you want, you can wait and find out the fate of Christina. You are a man, and do not allow the likelihood that the essence of this girl is much deeper, and if she meets a man who keeps her, will she stay with him? There is nothing but omissions in this story. And it gives the reader an opportunity to think further and see him as he himself would like. And with each next part to confirm or deny their hopes.
    Thank you for your honest feedback, I hope that you will read my story.

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  • February 26, 2017 1:08

    Everything can be, but it depends on you and how you present the story from your life.

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  • Sergei (a guest)
    February 27, 2017 0:07

    If you want to not just tell a story, but make it a good language, then take one practical advice). Maybe he will help you - if you want to listen to him.

    “Having scorched a challah, she called into the kitchen.

    - Hello, sistekka.

    - Bring, Christine. New trakhar?

    - Yes, it is possible and then to say, I have not decided yet what he can.

    - And what kind of legend was your favorite, good girl?

    “You know me well, but we are not twins,” said Christine, and, going up to the center, we congratulated her, gaining a surrender to Andriy.

    - And he is nothing to taste, I like it. It would be better for us to understand him. ”

    This is the point of view of the heroine. The whole story before this - the point of view of the hero. Do you understand what I mean? You chose to tell the story from the man’s gaze and suddenly jump to the female. So do not do it. It is clear that the young lady from the face of a man can sometimes be very difficult to write, but then it is not necessary to choose him. All this ending could be made more intriguing - the way it would have looked from Andrey. This would be half-talk: he would have heard female voices in the kitchen, but he could not understand what they were talking about, he heard a kiss, conspiratorial laughter there ... In general, there would be hooks that would catch the reader and your hero with him. And with the change of points of view, you essentially opened up half of your cards.
    The story has potential, but do not stray from the story to the usual retelling of what happened. Keep one line if you want to keep the intrigue. I put 9 - for sincerity and a successful attempt to translate the idea. I will follow the continuation.

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  • February 27, 2017 15:24

    Sergey, thank you very much for the response. I try to listen to your advice, although initially I set myself a slightly different goal. I wanted to tell exactly the story of my life. I wanted to tell you how I perceived it at a particular point in time, and considering what happened after some time. It is sometimes difficult for me to find the right words. Sometimes due to the fact that I didn’t find them, and sometimes because when I type the lines, I feel like I am reliving these moments and catching my breath, it becomes difficult to cope with arousal. At the expense of the feelings of a man, you are undoubtedly right. This is the side of my story that is hard for me. Sometimes I write about feelings as I would like to see them, and sometimes they are recorded from memory according to the participants in the events (this is undoubtedly not a literal statement, but through the rose-glasses of my vision of the situation).
    I try to lead the story as if from the side, without giving absolute clarity about who I am in this story. Yes, maybe this is not very good, but I even could not even think that I would do this.For example, you are ready to unequivocally say who I am? Kristina? Christina's sister? I try to open a little secret in each story, but at the same time leave riddles to the next.

    And yet) this is for everyone who reads my story, and especially for those who liked it for one reason or another. Read, read with pleasure. I hope it will give you pleasure and benefit. Whether it is at least some logical conclusion or just an orgasm from self-pleasure after reading. I do not care. The main thing that I write for a reason.

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  • February 27, 2017 22:53

    a great beginning of great intrigue, Sergey’s remark, this is his view on perceived events, but the story from two people, this is a masterpiece of psychology, to this day, I consider the old story “What is our summer” as a model. Grafo-Manka. But today I am about your story, create perfect. Yes, to convey the feelings of him and her is difficult but it is a classic. ten points

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  • ilham (a guest)
    February 28, 2017 15:03

    Klasno mne ponravilas

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  • March 17, 2017 2:18

    Not bad, but a couple of questions:
    1. Specially broke the phone in the hope that the guy will approach her? And she was completely indifferent - even after completely awesome sex, she “still decided.” In general, it is very strange and not logical.

    2. Actually, about "not yet decided." First he gets multiple orgasms, flies away, etc., and then “hasn't decided yet”? So what do you want in general? AT)

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