- From the cycle "In the fathers good" №1: It is impossible to withstand
- From the cycle “It is good for Fathers” No. 2: Report
- From the cycle “Good for Fathers” No. 3: Rapunzel and Physics
- From the cycle “It's good for Fathers” No. 4: Elevator of Love
- From the cycle “It’s good for Fathers” No. 5:
- From the cycle “It is good for Fathers” No. 6: A Barefoot Story
- From the cycle “It is good for Fathers” No. 7: Sashka and Flutist
- From the cycle “It's good for Fathers” No. 8: Debut
- From the cycle “It is good for Fathers” No. 9: Tatyana, dear Tatyana
- From the cycle “It's good for Fathers” No. 10: Instead
- From the cycle “To fathers suits” №11: Show Must Go On
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he stepped into the cockpit. Sasha fell on the seat and could not get up.
The plane went through the airfield. Flutist entered back into the cabin (inside the plane turned out to be much larger than it seemed to Sasha outside).
“How to get height - do not disturb for an hour and a half,” he shouted to the pilots and sat down to Sasha, hugging her shoulders.
She was as stiff as a statue.
- Do you understand what you have done? He asked, after a pause. - There is no turning back. Now we are flying to Fink, to one small and almost uninhabited island, and from there to one place, which you only learn about when we arrive there. You have been seen with me, and now you cannot go home. And your father will have problems. Now you will cry again and shout “I want to go home, I want to go home,” right?
Sasha was silent. Tears crept out of her eyes, but she pounded them back.
- You chose it yourself. And I'm too weak to give up on you.
He hugged her tight and took her ear in his mouth.
“That's why you are with me, right?” - He wheezed her right in the brain. - Yes?
“Yes,” Sasha breathed.
- Then you have nothing to lose.
He slobbered her ear, enveloping Sasha with cruel goosebumps. Then he began to kiss her cheek, temple, loosed her hair and buried in them, turning at the roots ...
Sasha did not breathe and did not believe that all this was real. The tears ended - there was only a shiver and goosebumps that stuck Sashko’s body inside and out.
Flutist pulled from her T-shirt. Sasha did not immediately understand what they wanted from her, and he had to undress her like a little girl. The shirt was followed by a bra.
A moment - and the picture that Sashka fantasized herself with so many times became real: A flutist, like a baby, hangs on her chest and sucks, licks, pulls her nipple, piercing Sasha to her spine.
He played with her Tits for a long time and cruelly, savoring every inch of them, and at that time the plane took off into the sky, and Sashka also took off - separately from the plane, and fell from this terrible height into the abyss, and could not breathe from the current that beat her in nipples ...
Then she was without shorts and no panties. That is naked. Completely naked, except for the sneakers. And between her legs was again the Flutist's hand, touching bare Sasha for her bare nerves ...
- You understand that now everything will be different, right? - he wheezed. - I am very angry with you, and you will have to be patient.
And Sasha suffered when he put her with cancer in the aisle of the plane and at first made her turn her ass off, spanked on the protruding spindle and laughed because Sasha twisted her neck to find out if he fucked her or not yet ... and then still fucked , deeply and brutally fucked, piercing Sasha to the throat, loudly slapping her thighs and swearing like a bum - and Sasha endured, clasping her teeth ... but then she still could not stand it, because it was all
Simply
HIGHLY
NICELY...
—... Aaaaaagr !!! - She screamed when she burst. The plane was shaking, and Sasha was hanging out, impaled on Flutista's dick, like a flag on a pole, and her swallowed up with blissful pain in which all her experiences burned ...
“Not a single girl had so much sperm yet,” he told her when it was all over. “I killed two, if not more, in you.” How do you feel?
Sasha was lying on his lap, pulling out her Tits.
She was clean as a white sheet of paper. There was nothing in it except Flutist's sperm that washed inside.She was tasty and easy as a newborn.
“I suppose pilots are jerking off like boys,” said Flutist. - There you can hear everything.
Sasha thought she should be ashamed - but she was not ashamed.
- Why is your name Flutist? She asked.
- You will be surprised. The answer to the opposite banal.
- Is this ... some nominal?
- Not. I just like to play the flute.
Sasha was silent.
- Play me?
- Required. As soon as the flute is near. Alexander ... - he firmly hugged her. - Well, what am I to do with you, eh? Well? That fucked you like a whore ... most embarrassing. Do you even get high? However, I know what I caught, I have not lived in the world for the first day You're in love with me a lot, right?
- Yes, - Sasha said, not feeling any awkwardness.
- That's good. Because I have everything sucks, Alexandra. God bless you stay alive. Though you were sent to me ... Compensation, or what? Do you know that you can kill me because of me? ..
He hugged her even tighter and poked her ear.
Sasha melted, listening to the travels of his tongue through her ear folds, looked at the clouds and did not think about anything.
Then I thought about my dad, but without repentance. For some reason, she knew that he would understand.
Then again about nothing.
She was clean and easy, as she had never been before, and maybe no more ...
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Mlyat (pardonte)), Man, what is it ?! Enchanting! As if I read Chekhov ... or Bunin ...
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You are the master of the plot and the master of its content. You are a rare master of a short story, and this is in itself a great rarity.
Successes.
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In my legal literary activity I write mostly long texts, so your compliment is doubly pleasant) Thank you!
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And read legal literary activity?
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Write in a personal.
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Sumptuously!!!
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Above all praise ..
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Man! Thank!
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Just read the first line, and laughed, I remembered Serdyuchka with her:
- I walked quietly,
I found a pie
Has sat down, has eaten
And she went on.
No, this is not a criticism, but only reader associations.
2) "To hell with a man!"
That is why it is so rude to speak and drag the unclean? Well, I would say: “In the muzhik's pussy,” this is a completely different matter; it is more familiar to us;
3) I read the first page so far, but I already understood that the author decided to turn around with all his might and wideness in his unique style.
Take a break, then read it over.
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Eugene!
Is it true, from a male point of view, “to hell” sounds rougher than “in p ...”? I would never have thought of this)
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And think for yourself and put next
with a shaggy-haired monster with horns, hooves and a tail, on the one hand,
and pink or burgundy bud, appealingly opened his lips, on the other hand.
Ask any guy what he prefers? I think the answer is obvious.
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And we have other associations, far from botany)))))))))))))
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This is because for a long time do not write romantic stories.
Do not you love nerds? If so, I'm upset.
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There is a great anecdote on this topic, I would say almost a toast.
Summer. Standard family - dad, mom and little boy - resting in nature. Dad and son are fishing. Suddenly, the Pope bites and he pulls out a Goldfish.
Fish:
- So, to hell with you, let's quickly your three wishes. But current
QUICKLY! otherwise I will die here at the time.
Son - Hamster!
Dad - In the hamster pussy !!
MOM - FROM PIZDA HAMSTER !!!
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So let's drink for everyone to think before they speak.
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I love botany, especially writing flowers in watercolor) Yes, and with romantic stories, everything is in perfect order - I simply don’t show it here.
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Several times he straightened himself to quickly run over his eyes, to make sure that the author did not do anything stupid, there would be no incest, turning into a hands-off without taste. But he stopped himself, kept saying to himself: "A human being cannot write badly, he will not write nonsense without taste and content." And reaching the last lines was happy for myself.
Thank you, it was very tasty. Yes, a bit far-fetched, and the whole “thieves'” world is described in the story. But without a certain amount of fantasy, without certain assumptions, such a story cannot be created.
And the author is still a good bet)))
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Above all praise, however, as always. I read stories here mainly because of you, dear Man. I caught your words about legal literary activities. So you want to read, just how to find?
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I am conspired on the most do not indulge. So alas (
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I read the second page and threw it away. So it seemed to me the content is banal uninteresting and nasty. Congratulations, I first quit reading Chelovekusa.
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Yes, for the Human, rather weak, one of the weakest stories. And very hard to read. I read it myself for a couple of hours, all the time something was distracting and it was more interesting, exciting stories are read differently.
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Serge, and what, in your school I have to pass the exam? Sit - do not throw out of me, suffer ... :)
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The story is weak, I did not notice it alone. Grade 7, 5. Recognize that I drove the hack. And about the school would have been silent, I know something from where you kicked out.
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All good things happen for the first time)
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Ahhhh, where did my Corefan Serge touch me again?
I did not understand, where did the hamster end up?
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Eugene, what do you smoke, that you are so rushing?
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With a hamster, everything is fine, he is free, only a little wet and smell was strange))))
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So let's drink to survive in our zoo!
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Eugene. Man is one of the best authors on the site. His stories are read by three times more people (“that's a conservative estimate) than your poems. Maybe it is envy? P. S I have a suspicion that both Eugene and Serge are one and the same person.
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Remember, children, Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels are not husband and wife - but four different people.
And the Glory of the CPSU is not a man at all))))
The grade for the story is one of the lowest for the author, it means that we are not arguing for something, but the story is weak.
P. S. Marina, female alcoholism is not treated, you would finish.
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Serge, you would not be fond of hawthorn tincture under the toasts of hamsters.
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Marina, no, Eugene and Serge, most likely, different people: Eugene writes almost without mistakes, and it is difficult to fake such illiteracy, like that of Serge.
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Ahaaa. You are our competent. One thing is worth what Yyyyy))) I know 5 languages, but you must have two, one of them with a dictionary.
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Something you, Marina, undertook, as per first letter, to read common truths. Why suddenly?
I have long been looking at my creations in a philosophical way. Although previously worried about the ratings and comments, it was the case.
And yes, Serge and I have nothing to do with Marx and Engels, we do not have beards and mustaches. You can ask any Chukchi.And I give a tooth, we are not a husband and a wife, but two completely different people.
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What does the primer and truism, and ... who are Marx and Engels, among the authors of porno stories, I did not find them
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In reality, though I didn’t read everything, I’ll read it and evaluate it tomorrow.
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Damn, guys Eugene and Serge, you do not know how to read. And if they can do it very slowly. I understand developmental delay.
Man you 10. This is what I love. Over the weekend I read some more of your stories published here. Yes, you are a romantic and one of the few really writing people.
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Thank you, rotor-winged guest, you condemn me.
Here now I will step on pride and go read the story.
And we are not stupid, really. (I have even the top five in my certificate.)
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I have not only a certificate and a diploma)))
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A person with a guest designation in a nickname is definitely more likely to be with a developmental lag than Zhenya and me))) You two, two times, do nothing, do nothing, do nothing. And this is felt, my arthropod enemy
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And Karl Marx and Hridrich Engels are still husband and wife. (there would be a slideshow, see what they do)
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Well, I read it, and absolutely everything turned out to be not so terrible, (you will think, this flute player will be slaughtered somewhere, like Berezovsky - the business ...).
I sit, I wipe my eyes with a towel: my poor Juanitochka, her poor dad don Julio ...
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YES ... nevertheless, I tend to think that Yevgeny has a split, and maybe even a breakdown (it’s not for nothing that he adds the three to the name) of the person: 1 Yevgeny himself, 2 - Serge, 3 hamster, and The best treatment is a complete ignore, and then - as a field of information, they were littered with joy. And to you, Human, I wish you creative success, unfortunately, this trio will always be underfoot, trying to bite. We are waiting for the continuation of the stories.
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Well I do not know. I also did not like the text. Totally.
Man, as an author, set the bar himself at a high level and now he has to either withstand or listen to his criticism.
But the comments are fun. Women's It's funny that the Author himself perceives criticism indifferently, but the female sex is excited by her in a terrible way, which can not but amuse. Estimated only for women's comments set.
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Not. A man must neither. He should not even write)
He should only abide by the law of the country in which he is located, feed his family and not change his wife. He does not recognize other debts for himself (he told me himself).
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For me, one of the best stories, I like men of such a type as Flutist (crime does not count). I would go for this, too, on the edge of the world. Stories are written for the girl and, believe me, women like such stories. And what do you think we put there, and how hard it is to read it all. It's like I came to the lingerie store, and there are lots of men who measure women's thongs and complain that they are crushing and rubbing there.
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stories as always - on top! yes, some more-closer for women. Well, constantly raising the bar to unknown heights is simply not realistic. and yes - you will not please everyone at all — someone just likes hamsters - someone else is in ... (well, to whom, where). your regular reader.
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