1. I played. Part 1
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  3. I played. Part 3
  4. I played. Part 4

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the girl’s sexual lips, feeling how clearly they show through the narrow fabric. - Take.
“But ...” Arina tried to object to something and suddenly felt how Eugene’s arrogant fingers penetrated under a narrow strip between her legs and climbed a couple of centimeters right into her hole.
- Shut up! I thought so, bitch, that everything that happens excites you! However, the same as me! - She really felt how the woman's vagina reacted to everything that happens, gradually moistening more and more. “Now help me pick a swimsuit too.” For starters, take off your own.
Arina did not hear the last sentence, because the fingers that had penetrated her wet bosom, again switched something in her head. His wife even had to repeat his order so that she was exposed again, after which she stared in surprise at the imperious woman who stood motionless, as if waiting for something.

- Undress me. She ordered again, dropping her shoes off her feet.
Reluctantly, as if afraid to touch her, Arina gently removed the jacket from the woman’s shoulders, and then began to unbutton her numerous buttons on her sweater. Feeling very uncomfortable and even stupid under the gaze of a woman, she looked only in front of her. Under the jacket turned out to be a lace bra that hides a massive chest that literally jumped out to meet Arina when she released her.
Then it was the turn of jeans. The girl unbuttoned them, after which she lowered herself to her knees and stopped.
- Well, what stopped? - She asked.
Arina did not answer, but still, after a little pause, she knelt before her and lowered her jeans even lower. Zhenya, obviously enjoying all that was happening, alternately freed her legs, remaining in her panties. Catching them under the gum with her fingers, Arina pulled them off, leaving the woman in only her socks. She did not have time to ask again what to do next, when suddenly Zhenya simply threw her swimsuit on the floor next to her.

Arina carefully straightened the fabric and bustled her offender in it, diligently straightening it between her legs and arranging the woman’s chest more comfortably in it, and she did it without her instructions. After that, she moved a step away from her, as if saying that the task was completed.
Zhenya silently spun in front of the mirror, after which she said with satisfaction:
- Great, I'll take it, take it off.
Arina again obediently executed the order, after which, her naked friend rearranged the only stool in the dressing room behind her and sat on her bare booty. She beckoned a bewildered blonde to herself and, listening to the silence outside, decided to continue mocking her.
- Put your legs wider! - Quiet that outsiders did not hear her, she said.

Arina pushed them apart, realizing that Zhenya would not let her go until she finally played enough with her. In this, she was absolutely right and almost fell off when the insatiable woman roughly grabbed her fingers for the external labia and forcefully pulled them down. After that, she also unexpectedly stuck two fingers into her vagina. They literally fell into it, easily slipping through the abundant lubricant.
Zhenya got to the point: humiliation, blackmail and fear of being revealed were very frightening, but at the same time they wildly turned on this little slut. After that, she began to very quickly and rudely fuck a woman shocked by everything that was happening with her fingers. The fact that Arina received enormous pleasure from this was understandable only by her blessed sight. At one moment, Arina’s legs were shaken, and she was able to hold out only because she put her hand on the wall of the dressing room.

Arina really could not resist the imperious woman, and her physiology began to take its own. She even bent her legs slightly at the knees, so that her nasilnost easier to fuck her toes.Feeling how the body is less listening to her, and all the attention is concentrated in one point of the body, she tried to relax in order to quickly reach an orgasm, which on the first sensations did not have to keep itself waiting for a long time.
Zhenya once again for a couple of days felt the excitement of everything that was happening. She suddenly became very interested in how Arina would behave, ending at her hands. Suddenly, all their mutual efforts came to naught when a man’s and a woman’s voices were heard a few meters away. Other buyers did not even suspect what was hiding, or rather, who and in what form
Lead in one of the neighboring booths.

Zhenya and Arina, though they breathed quite intensively, but managed to not give out themselves with other sounds. First, by the disappointed look of the woman who was half-lying in front of her, she realized that her orgasm was now postponed indefinitely and that their secrecy was almost broken. Like Arina, she still did not seek to be seen by other people, especially in such an environment, being caught in a dressing room in the nude.
But her curiosity and agitated state still did not allow them to stop their entertainment so suddenly. She gestured to Arina on the floor in front of her and she, indecisively shifting from one foot to the other, still sank before the other on her knees. Zhenya did not begin to take time and immediately, just like yesterday, grabbing the mistress with her hand behind the head, buried herself in her crotch.

Arina expected it to happen sooner or later. Yes, and not only expected, but also presented it yesterday as a reality, when, left alone in the waiting room, I tried to bring myself to a long-awaited orgasm. So now, obediently pushing the tongue over the woman's sexual lips and superficially introducing him between them, she, imperceptibly for Zhenya, put her hand between her legs and began silently but pulling at her crotch.
Licking her dominant acquaintance, she, too, practically did not make noise, only occasionally loudly took a breath. After a few minutes of these manipulations, they heard another pair of customers settling in one of the booths opposite, who, if they wanted, could see the bare limbs of both women under the curtain, if desired. Marrying, no matter how she wanted to experience an orgasm from the tongue of her mistress for the second day in a row, she decided to stop these games, or at least move them to another place.

Arina, whose mindset had already been shot down twice, was also far from ending, so she tacitly agreed with Zhenya when she pushed her away from herself and was the first to stand up. Having shown her lickiness so that she also dressed, she set an example, frustrated by pulling on her clothes.
They came out of the fitting room with a slight time difference, and no one around was aware of what had happened between them in the booth. Throwing two swimsuits on the counter, Zhenya was forced to pay both of them. She did not want to lose power over the obedient woman. As a result, thanks to the money spent on Arina, the dependence between them only strengthened, because the blonde now felt obligated to her for this ill-fated swimsuit.
They silently proceeded into the car and only there, slamming the doors, Zhenya said:
- And you're good, my bitch! It’s a pity we get in the way all the time. Let's go, freshen up, otherwise I will rape you right here!
- Aha ... - It is not clear with what part Arina agreed with the Monologue and started the car.

When they returned to the club, they saw their sons, who continued unsuccessfully to glue the girls, not noticing anything around them. Zhenya just sent a message to her eldest son to wait for her after an hour and a half at the exit, and then told Arina to do the same.
Having moved to the women's dressing room, which was a U-shaped space bounded on all sides by lockers, women found that, judging by the keys issued to them, their lockers were located on opposite sides of the partition.
- Go here. - Eugene called Arina to her. She had already managed to relax a little, ceasing to receive regular orders and instructions from her mistress. - Undress here.
Zhenya did not want to leave her friend alone, not losing the opportunity to once again admire her body.Women synchronously bare, but to put on a swimsuit Arine Eugene did not give.
- Dress me first! - She surprised that.

Arina again began to dress her friend in a new swimsuit, gently and even gently straightening it in the intimate places of the woman. Suddenly, three laughing girls burst into the dressing room from the shower. When they saw outsiders, and even older women, in the dressing room, their fun disappeared in an instant, as if they were made a strict remark. First of all, they were struck by a very peculiar and inappropriate for this place view of one of the visitors: she was completely naked and stood in the middle of the locker room in some stockings.
Arina was so accustomed to them that she simply forgot about their existence, and Zhenya was specially silent, admiring her friend. She handed her blouse and said quietly:
- On, take it to your locker.
- Can I take off my stockings !? - The woman begged in a loud whisper.
- Not. First things. - Zhenya stated, at the same time, contradicting her own words, pushed her from them.

- But ... Give me at least all of them at once to take!
- No, wear one at a time.
- Oh please!
- Arina! - Eugene said her name loudly, forcing him to echo scatter in a confined space locker room.
The girls simultaneously turned their heads to the sound, once again surprised by a strange couple.
- Do not make me pay attention to those around you again! - Already more quietly said Zhenya.
Arina once again meekly resigned to her fate and began fussily, with lowered eyes, carrying her belongings into the locker, clumsily tacking between the shops and the bewildered girls, who with their fingers behind her back showed each other a strange exhibitionist. She blushed again from embarrassment, shame, and her humiliating appearance, but she nevertheless completed her task. Immediately, as a reward for the assignment, with great relief she donned her swimsuit.
In the pool Zhenya gave her a break and enjoy swimming. She herself was glad to plunge, only occasionally, sailing past Arina, reminded of herself, sensitively pinching her breasts and ass.

But after the pool, she took her to the farthest shower stall and after they were simultaneously naked, she ordered her to wash it with a disposable gel. Arina carefully, not without pleasure, soaped the imperious woman, occasionally squatting to pay attention to her legs, not forgetting to look at each other in a frightened way. When other girls passed by, Arina abruptly pulled away from Eugene and pretended that she was not at all familiar with her. She, in turn, only smiled maliciously, regretting only that she still could not fully enjoy the body of her new acquaintance and bring them both to orgasm.
In the dressing room, she completely stopped pestering Arina and let her calmly put herself in order. Coming out of there, as if nothing had happened, and meeting with children, Zhenya stated that Arina agreed to throw them home, although there was no talk about it between them.

Arina was also forced to work as a taxi driver, instead of receiving money from an arrogant passenger, only one frightening, but promising phrase:
- Till tomorrow!

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20 comments
  • 24 May 2017 8:36

    Afftor, why? You left the heroes at the peak of excitement, and the second part turned into a boring office romance. But you were warned about the weaknesses of the first part - well, not Balzac, not Onore, and why should you become one? The second part was supposed to be a solid fuck all three, with the dominance of Arina. Arina herself had to tell about escort services, masturbating for show for a couple of satisfied lovers! Well, everything like that ... Eh! spoiled the song ... Master Carlos!

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  • 24 May 2017 8:57

    I owe only to the person for whose script I am writing this story. For Balzac's laurels, I do not chase and write not for the sake of rating and not for the sake of floridly describing intercourse.

    Do you want to fuck? Read the other 1-2 page stories.There are no “service novels”, only a statement: the main 18-year-old heroine has 8 size tits and she is a virgin, but from the second paragraph she turns into a sex slave and then the transfer follows where and how many times she is stuck with something.

    Thank you, this is not mine.

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  • 24 May 2017 9:13

    One question is what I want, the other is what you yourself failed, what your text asks (and not even its customer). Do you really think that your high intentions are incomprehensible? They are clear. Do you really think that if you paint everything, all the thoughts and feelings of the heroes (although nothing original has occurred to them), then the text will become deeper? Will not. Do you really think that having arranged all this irony of fate with the return of the bra in the waiting room, then having described the bored sex of the lovers tired of each other in the sauna, did you develop the action? Not developed. I did not want to offend you, you are not hopeless, because I give you detailed comments.

    And about "read the stories in 2 pages", do not look down on them. You also have only 2 pages so far. I will quote someone's comment from the first part: “To be honest, I flipped up to 5 pages - then read avidly.”

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  • 24 May 2017 9:36

    I am not offended, but I sharply replied because I did not see the constructive criticism in your (I suggest “you”) comments. Just an indication of how "should be."

    I have no high intentions and cannot be. I try to write interesting and most original. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. I know my main shortcomings, and this is clearly not a boring statement, but errors and inconsistencies.

    I have no goal to "develop action", "describe a specific action." There was an idea to describe the mental agony of the main characters. Apparently, from your point of view, this was not possible to implement. Or it was possible in such a way that the story turned into an "office romance." But to each his own.

    The description of boring sex of lovers tired of each other in the sauna - the scene is so non-key that it was given two paragraphs. She did not have to develop the action, but only to put an end to a certain point.

    As for the example comment, I do not want to offend anyone, but it is expected that the girl writing daily on the forum for 500 posts will not read all 7 pages, but will go straight to the action.)

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  • 24 May 2017 9:49

    Was the idea to describe the mental agony of heroines? and you don’t mark in Balzacs))) Mental agony should be motivated, and you have ordinary aunts, young and middle-aged, quite happy with your life, according to your words. Where does it come from spiritual torment? From nedotraha how are you trying to show? This does not lead to mental anguish, but just to fuck. Arina, Grish, husband with a boss cheating? Here there could be a mental agony, but it is not. And you want us to believe in the spiritual anguish of such heroines? Dudka!

    About a boring presentation that you do not consider to be a flaw ... This is not a flaw, this is what any writer during work should think about, try to avoid, even the most ingenious, if he wants to be interesting. I repeat: you state everything in a row, how you went to the bath, how to go to the toilet, and thought about it. This is the right way to a boring presentation. Often I can guess what the character will think, what word or phrase you use further - this is also the path to a boring presentation. Surprise me. Make her think about something else. Use a completely unexpected phrase. Then I will confirm, you wrote unseemly.

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  • 24 May 2017 10:24

    Mental torments are different. Not only from cheating on her husband with his boss, but also from eating extra cutlets before bedtime. Everyone has their own cockroaches in their heads.

    Judging by the rating and reviews, the story seemed to many readers not quite boring. Everyone saw something different. It is personally interesting for me to express my thoughts in this style, describing various trivial matters more, even if they do not have special meaning, and not in a laconic transition from one exchange to another.

    In each message you owe someone something. The second part should be such and such, the writer owes something to someone. People do not post their stories because they should or they are forced.

    Thank you for your thoughts and criticism, but we have a very different understanding and desire for what we want to see. Although, looking at your comments under other stories you are hard to please)

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  • 24 May 2017 12:17

    small thinking, "cutlets", "should", "please", you look at everyone in the comments. Well, since “a different understanding”, then return to my first comment, minus one more time, and forget about the rest, Master Bolzak: D

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  • 24 May 2017 12:35

    Finish asserting yourself at the expense of other authors. Good luck.

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  • Norne (a guest)
    24 May 2017 10:46

    Cool! Very cool!
    I am waiting for the continuation !!!

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  • Michael (a guest)
    May 24, 2017 7:30 pm

    Shikaaarno

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  • Nikolai (a guest)
    25 May 2017 0:36

    The user Leprichauns is very much like the character of V. Basov from the film “I am walking around Moscow”; sea ​​aplomb and pretentiousness, it is not clear what is based on.

    No, of course, many have become accustomed to, that there are a lot of strange personalities in the comments, sincerely convinced that they all have to do something and any discrepancy between what they read and what they expected, perceived as a personal insult, but this comrade even managed to stand out against this background.

    Master Carlos, great story. Maybe not perfect, but very good and intriguing. I look forward to continuing. I hope that there will be more parts than 4, because the storyline itself at this stage of development opens up quite a lot of room for fantasy. Here and the emerging topic of incest with sons, and lesbian group domination with the involvement of third-party girls, and perhaps even an unexpected change of roles in the relationship of the main characters ...

    In any case, thanks to the author for his efforts and wishes for further creative success.

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  • 25 May 2017 8:55

    Thanks for the nice review! By the way, it is also very pleasant that not the first reader notices that in my stories I try to add a certain intrigue regarding further developments, whether it is a hint of incest, further corruption of one heroine or uncertainty of another.

    The next part will be more eventful, which is what many people are waiting for)

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  • just a passerby (a guest)
    25 May 2017 20:28

    wonderful story! looking forward to continue!

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  • Thorin (a guest)
    June 15, 2017 15:50

    When will be part 3

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  • 7Ёnych (a guest)
    June 16, 2017 21:11

    "Driving farther towards the house,"

    My home is my castle.
    Home is where the stove is. And if you dance from the stove, it would be more logical:
    “Driving closer to home ...”
    And if it is more literary, then it is even simpler: “Closer to home, ...”

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  • June 17, 2017 8:43

    Thank you, I had a quartet in literature and Russian language and periodically wedged me, and I’m drowning on such trifles.) Seriously, thanks, this turn didn’t even occur to me in the head)

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  • July 22, 2017 0:56

    Very exciting story. From me 10.

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  • July 22, 2017 10:47

    Thank!

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