1. Debutante. Part 1: A look from behind the scenes
  2. Debutante. Part 2: First exit
  3. Debutante. Part 3: Alone with everyone
  4. Debutante. Part 4: Dance of little princesses

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It is not very convenient that its theme with Ira and Anton is so unconventional. Irka certainly will not miss this moment for history to save. As if in confirmation of the Lenkin thoughts, a smart phone snapping snaps from the top bristlingly.

- Well! Still. So, Temochka, be kind enough to raise a little bit so that you can clearly see which hole your descent vehicle is examining.

Lenka, not holding back, snorted in voice. It is necessary to think of such a definition. Above her ear came the quiet grunting of Theme, who also appreciated the beauty of the syllable. But the guy did not become distracted by Irku. His lips again touched the neck and shoulders of the girl lying under him, his arms held her tighter, and the faithful "prospector" set off again along the tunnel explored today. Lenka, half-closed eyes, was floating downstream Temini caresses, slightly trembling in time with the visits of his visitor. Well, let them look, let them play. She is good with Artem.

Meanwhile, Ira and Anton, having finished the photo session, climbed onto the sofa again, but, having a wink, did not engage themselves, but Artem and Lena. Toshka, flopping alongside, with kisses to Lenka, reached out, and Irka, kneeling next to hers, to Tema. This was unexpected for Lenka, but, frankly, interesting. Unusual very sensations when you ... well, with one, and near the lips of another. And also know that your partner is also caressed. Lenka does not see what the Subject with Irishka is doing there above her head, but the sounds of kisses are heard clearly. And it turns out, very turns. Lena did not even expect. While one Theme dealt with it, she was pleased, but not more. There was no question of finishing this kind of affection. It is painfully unusual there. And now Lenka directly feels how the underbelly is poured with heaviness, and her breathing is strained. And Toshkina kisses are so sweet! Mmmm!

At this moment, Anton slightly pulled away from the girl and, with a wink at her, moved in such a way that right in front of Lenkin his face was crowned with a red helmet, the fighter rushing into battle. One more movement and the resilient, lively trunk of a guy was asked right in her mouth. Lenka who did not expect such a thing was confused even. Pancake! Well, that's too much. There was no such persuasion that she would immediately with two guys for real. It's one thing to kiss the second and quite another to suck! And without that inconvenience, that you in the ass, so also in the mouth at the same time now. And everyone will look!

There was a quiet but distinct laugh from above, a girlfriend who had not missed Lenkin's confusion. Like "so-so, well, who among us is a salaga." Here is Irka contagion! Obviously conspired with Antoshka. And now what am I? Pug in a sheet and listen to how giggling over your head? Do not wait! I'll do it here. And even the eye is not closed. The last Lenka only made a beautiful promise, tightly closing her eyes towards the guest entering her mouth and feeling her cheeks flush with his touch on her lips with a fire of shame. Everything, now there is no place to recede. The hot guest, startled by desire, repeatedly opens her mouth, bringing a cool trace of lubricant to the tongue, and from above Artem continues to dispose of her body. And this strange merry-go-round of sensations transforms, Lenka, who was engulfing her, a shy awkwardness into hot and quivering waves of desire.

Having left Artyom, Ira knelt beside Lena and also reached for an alluring subject. Lenka, not greedy, moved away, looking with interest as a friend handles the trophy she got. Irka didn’t have enough powder for a full-time sex for the second time, but she licked the “candy” given to her by the guy with great enthusiasm. Chmokala, inhaled into her mouth, teasing her tongue. Lenka, in spite of herself, was fond of the spectacle, more and more starting from the contemplation of the love game. I also want to! Lena gently butted Irka with her head in the shoulder.

- Share, come on.

- The most small.- She withdrew, with visible regret giving way. - I have never had such tasty candies in my life.

- If you want, they will. - Anton grinned, meeting Irka reaching for him with a kiss, and Lenka with all diligence began to “bathe” the horse he had inherited.

Irka, gently teasing herself with her finger, kissed Anton for a while, and then reached out again to the toy she liked.

- Mine!

The friends changed a couple of times, and Irkina’s turn came up when Lena felt that the gun sliding in her mouth was already loaded and was about to fire. And by Anton himself it was clear that he was already at the finish line. Lenka looked around, intending to “pass on the watch”, but found that the unraveled taste of the male juice Ira simply disappeared, and now licked upstairs with the topic, leaving Lena alone in the literal sense of the word to clear up what is happening. Here is the slybryug! Not that Lenka was so too against Toshkina cream. He has never in her mouth. It is interesting even. Just to be honest, it should be! Get it - get it. And there is nothing to desert.

However, Lenka was waiting for another surprise. Quietly and calmly caressing her, Subject suddenly strayed off the rhythm, pressing his belly tightly to the girl, paused, swung back, and abruptly entered the depth again. Again. And in the depth of Lenkina mine hit a hot fountain.

- Y-ahh! - With a moan exhaled guy.

Startled Lenka and was glad to have screamed back, but at the same moment Anton, as if waiting for a command, splashed out a stream of spicy rain in the mouth of a girl. She was only able to sneak something inarticulate. Poured both in front and behind the girl was lost in the cycle of new sensations of the simultaneous finish of two men. Breathing was interrupted, the hand itself stretched to the lower abdomen, sweet, the stinging convulsions of which made the whole body shake.

- Mmmm.

Lenka still lost control of herself, falling into the magical, head-spinning star darkness. Her hips were shaking finely, Anton's toy slipped out of her weakened ring of lips, a white slippery path slowly stretched along her chin. Lena did not notice her. As if in a dream, she felt her friends turn her over on her back, kiss her lips, her chest and the secret hidden between her legs. I wonder who is where? But it was laziness to open my eyes, and Lenka quietly melted from anonymous caresses, until she felt that she was lifted up in her arms and carried somewhere. Then she still rallied. It turned out they go with the theme to the bathroom. And, oh-oh, very much in time, because from the pop of that and look drips.

Returning to the table, Lena and Artem found Irka behind him, thoughtfully finishing off a piece of festive pie.

- The older generation went to bed. - She told friends. - And Anton was taken away. Dasha said, they say, have used and that's enough.

- Well, okay. - carelessly shrugged Lenk. - The topic has stayed with us. Are you bursting again? No, do not think that I feel sorry. Just wondering where you go?

- Oh, you might think! - Delano was indignant Irka. - The unfortunate piece of the pie is now called "burst"? I have a young growing body. And he needs to fill the lost calories.

- That would have enjoyed the moment, swallowed Antoshka. - Lena did not miss the chance to prick her friend for desertion. - There are a lot of calories. What escaped?

- Mmff. - Frowned Ira. - Not for me this thing. Better something delicious shomyachit.

She reached for supplement.

- By the way, if you are waiting for me, then I can finish my portion in your room. There is still champagne. Temych, how are you, make a company?

- Yes, I would glass, the other with pleasure.

- Only you will be celebrating at the table. - firmly stated Lenka. - No picnics on the couch. Not enough yet to wallow among the crumbs.

- Tyranny. - Irka sighed. - So go to such a visit. Then I will sit on the knees at the topic. I do not like to crawl on your leather chairs bare ass.

- Yes, sit down, that I feel sorry.

And then the three of them moved onto the sofa and lay there, quietly chatting. Artem lay down in the middle and hugged the girls, taking turns kissing their ears and cheeks.True, Irka soon began to fall out of the conversation little by little, and after that she completely sniffed right at Tema on her shoulder. I did not even feel how he carefully put her head on the pillow. And Artem and Lena, huddling together, for a long time were still whispering about something of their own, intended only for them. And the sorceress on New Year's Eve, gently winking at them with the lights of the stars, listened to them in order not to miss the most important desire that must be fulfilled.

George Beck.

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9 comments
  • June 8, 2017 11:03

    Bravo, George! The story is great! Very exciting and beautifully written! Honored 10! What else pleases, you write very correctly and stylistically true. Successes in the future!

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  • June 8, 2017 12:12

    Thank you very much, Milady!

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  • June 8, 2017 19:57

    Here are the times, the unexpected continuation, thanks !!!

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  • June 8, 2017 21:59

    Read on health.)))
    Glad if you liked.)))

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  • Vlad (a guest)
    10 June 2017 22:25

    Great sequel! Are the 2 sneaks planned?

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  • 11 June 2017 23:39

    Thank. Glad to like it.
    Sneak-2 is not only planned. They are already written.

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  • June 14, 2017 15:39

    George is undoubtedly a masterpiece! I really liked the story, I hope the continuation is also written? I became a fan of your talent)

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  • June 14, 2017 20:58

    Thank you, Izumka!
    I am very pleased that you liked my series about the young debutante. Although, I confess honestly, the first two parts failed me more endings. And I’ll probably refrain from continuing. Perhaps in the future I will miss my Lenka again and return to her, and maybe I will take and rewrite the end of her story in a new way. I sometimes do that with my stories.
    And while I invite you to read something else on my page.
    I really hope you enjoy it.

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  • June 15, 2017 8:58

    In my opinion, it is certainly subjective, but all parts of the Debutante You are perfectly successful) Do not be shy)
    Of course I read what you have done before)

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