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and carried it somewhere.
The sensations were so strong that I could not even think properly.
He laid me on the mats, I looked at the cloths and breathed loudly. Then his face hung over me:
- How are you, my girl?
- I want you. - I whispered, in a stranded tongue.
“I know,” he gently touched my cheek, “I see it.”
Then he kissed his ear and whispered:
- And I want you. Only I am afraid to hurt you. The first time is always a little painful.
His breath burned my ear. I was so excited that I didn’t care. I wanted him. I wanted right now. Immediately!
- I'll be careful. Good?
“Yes ...,” I whispered softly, licking my dried lips.

He licked my earlobe. And a moan broke from my chest. Then he began to gently kiss him and slowly moved to the neck.
Then he rose and began kissing my lips. I responded to his kisses. He bit my lower lip lightly, I groaned again.
After that, he raised himself up and took off his t-shirt. I admired the shade of his skin, the color of his nipples, the look of hairs on his chest. I liked his sloping shoulders, pumped muscles of the chest and abdomen. His navel. I wanted to touch his skin, kiss, lick. Sasha pulled up my shirt. He started kissing my navel, showered kisses on my stomach, rose higher, helped me get rid of the bodice. He began to kiss his chest, put his hands under my buttocks and squeezed them. I groaned.

It was in my fantasies that I imagined him caressing me. So confident and gentle at the same time.
My nipples hardened and stuck up. And he went from one to another, licking, sucking, kissing and even biting them. I could not even imagine that it could be so nice.
Having played enough with my breasts, he raised himself and dug into my lips. His hot tongue drove me crazy, and my hands wandered over my chest, squeezed, stroked.
Then his hand began to slowly go down to the stomach, then lower. And the fingers slipped into my panties, touched the clitoris.
I groaned again and arched.
“Spread your legs,” he whispered and bit me over the top edge of my ear. I obeyed, and his fingers touched my genital lips.
- You're already wet, my good ...
- It's a long time.

He got up and took off his sneakers, socks, and then pulled off his pants with his shorts, kissing his legs in parallel. Hands spread my legs and kissed the clitoris.
I exhaled languidly. He licked my lips and ran my tongue between them.
I stroked the hair on his head and realized that I wanted him madly. I want to come into me, I want to make me a woman, I want to belong to him. I moaned and squirmed in his hands, from his lips, tongue ...
- Enter me. - I whispered lips alone.
He looked up and looked at me. Then he pulled off his shorts with his underpants. I was a little ashamed and at the same time so curious to look at his body. I saw his swollen cock, pink head. The skin with bulging veins was as tight as if it was about to tear.

The first time I saw a living member of a man. His pubic hair was dark.

- The first time you see? - Sasha distracted me.

- Yes. - I confusedly raised my eyes to the ceiling, lowered my head to the mat and waited for the continuation. Then she felt a warm and gentle touch to the genital lips.
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
He parted my lips, and a hard cock was between them.
- Bend your legs and hold them as it will be convenient.
I raised my legs, bent at the knees and felt like a member began to enter me. He slowly stretched my muscles and went deeper and deeper. Sasha stopped and leaned over to me.
- Now it can be a little painful.
- Good.
He put his hands on my head and passionately kissed me on the lips, at the same time pushing the penis deeper. At first, gently and weakly, and then harder, until I felt pain and did not arch with my whole body.
- Happened? - He froze.
- Yes.- I nodded, at the same time as something broke in the lower abdomen, my voice was gone and my throat was dry.

- How are you? - Sasha looked wary.

- Fine. - I whispered.

- Should I stop?

- Not. Go on ...

He began to move again. At first, slowly and carefully, and then faster and faster, his face was red, and there were drops of sweat on his body. I felt like a member is moving inside of me and it was unusual. In this case, his every movement was given a wave of pleasure. My moans turned into screams. I didn’t care even if someone heard us.

Suddenly goosebumps ran all over his body. I was even a little scared. The excitement grew, the whole body was tense and then I felt something. As if a bomb exploded inside and spread all over the cells. Such a gentle and pleasant feeling. Sasha continued to move, but I completely relaxed. I was no longer excited by his tremors.

- God! - he stiffened and abruptly came out of me, and I felt something warm splashing on my chest and stomach. - barely had time ...
He exhaled heavily and fell beside the mat.
I heard his loud breathing and stroked his palm with the tips of my fingers. Sasha looked exhausted. I seemed to be all about tenderness.

- You're beautiful. - He whispered, coming to himself. He moved closer and kissed his shoulder.

I kissed him on the lips. They were hot.

- Thank. I have nothing to compare with, and I do not know how it should be. But I liked it.

- You finished?

- I do not know for sure ... maybe. I was pleased. The whole body is so relaxed.

- You look so tender. - I smiled. It seemed to me that I lit up with pleasure and happiness.

- And you are tired.

- Yes. This is not an easy job ...

- Probably, why do you keep your body in shape to be ready for such loads?

- May be. - he mysteriously smiled and gave me a gentle kiss.

We lay there a little longer, letting the bodies cool down and recover, and then we went into the shower.

When we went outside. The rain stopped. The sun was shining, reflected in the puddles, and there was a rainbow in the sky. Never before have I been so happy with the weather. It seemed to me that she knew and understood everything. As if the whole world was smiling with me.

To be continued...

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2 comments
  • May 28, 2017 20:26

    Pure love is always beautiful! Thank you. And I beg you - the continuation is NOT through the YEAR.

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  • 29 May 2017 2:44

    Do not listen to anyone, writing is only at moments of inspiration and when there is a desire.

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