Alesia did not feel anything, but she fucked well. She accurately, and I would even say, professionally, played backwards, helping me to finish soon. I even wondered if the damn Vaska had brought a real prostitute, but then he dismissed that thought, knowing the cleanliness of his friend. True, I was an adult enough to understand: the girl tries not out of a desire to give me pleasure, but rather to free up her hole for Basil.

But the vagina remained the vagina. And the new female body always remained a new female body, for whatever purpose it was not substituted. I knew how not to think about trifles and to enjoy naked physiology.

Less than a minute later, having experienced an imperceptibly short orgasm, I spat out a tiny portion of sperm: I simply did not have time to build up more.

I haven’t got out of bed yet, and Vasily was already sitting in my seat and I, blushing a little, lingered for a second to see how he had driven his shaved naked member to where I had just been.

And to hear the unambiguous moan of a girl. Sitting in the same pose. Yes, exactly, this game was not meant for me, - I finally understood.

And closing the bedroom door, I went into the living room.

On my narrow couch — not folding, but pushing forward from the back — sat a second woman. Lena - so, it seems, called her Basil. When she saw me, she grinned. I did not understand what was more in this smile: embarrassment, or pleasure from not quite decent fun.

I was a little embarrassed, do not understand what, and involuntarily lowering my eyes, I saw a wet spot on the sheet between the legs of the woman. Basil really managed to process it at the speed of lightning.

At the same time, my penis felt the directional gaze of a woman. I thought that Vasily, as a doctor, was 100% right in the necessity of the hurricane speed of the first ejection of semen. Especially at our age. Until I came to this simple truth, many times there were situations when, having pounced on a new woman and wanting to enjoy her body, I did not give free rein to the sexual organ, which naturally naturally wanted to be discharged immediately. For which he avenged himself with powerlessness. Turning the game into a grueling fight for an erection. Without which it was impossible neither to give something to a woman, nor to get oneself. In the end, even without Vaska, I realized that the best option is a quick first intercourse with the sole purpose of releasing a seed from eggs. Then you can start a big and long game.

From this point of view, Vasya did not discover America. He just, as I understand now, organized the process optimally for himself: he needed a girl, and he brought Lena to me. Therefore, without any sensations, he was discharged into it before surrendering to the riot of passions with Alesia.

The bullish roar of Basil and the girl’s different-voiced moans testified about the violence.

I finally looked into the face of Lena. And marveled. I was amazed at the choice of Vasily.

Perhaps Alesia had some kind of wonderfully arranged vagina, which did not open to me because of the passageway. Or possessed a passionate passion. But in general it looked like an absolute pacifier and only hips and knees were attractive in it. Out on the street on a summer day, these girls could meet a dozen for a dozen.

And Lena was a woman. She was not just older and not just more established. There was something in her eyes that was clearly non-empty.

I liked Lena right away - I thought about it and thanked Vaska in my mind. Who, who for many years has honed the penis on the nurses, should have liked ssykushki like a boock Alesya.

“And you ... nothing,” she said in a rather pleasant voice.

“You too,” I nodded.

Noting that Alesya's breasts were seemingly not small, but somehow unmemorable. And at Lena they grew apart from each other - they stuck out on the sides of the torso, like two big, almost perfectly round apples. The similarity was reinforced by not too large, but some nicely rough nipples, which darkened not higher, not lower, not more to the left and not more to the right, but just in the middle.

- I have a wash? She asked, misinterpreting my confusion.

After all, I stood and looked at it, instead of pouncing, like Vasily.

“No,” I shook my head. - I want ... according to Vaska's sperm ...

I blushed. The woman grinned.

“Never tried,” I explained. - Wow, probably ...

“Probably,” Lena confirmed. - So come here.

I climbed onto the couch. She leaned toward me — her face hid under long dark hair — and took my penis slowly.

“It inserts a candle,” said Lena, driving the foreskin between her lips.

- Who ... inserts? - I did not understand. - Where?

- Yes, this ... Ales. Contraceptive.

- Ah ... - I stretched, not understanding anything. - Why?

- So you have a bitter member.

Now I understood why it was so easy for me to work in Ales without preparation: her genital hole was filled with a melted candle.

- to wash? - I suggested.

- No, the taste is peculiar.

“Give me a try,” I asked, marveling at myself.

- Try it? - Lena shrugged in perplexity. - Please ... If you want ... You are a strange one.

She straightened and gave me a tongue. I touched him, feeling the bitterness that made a difficult journey from Alesya's vagina through my dick. Then we started kissing. Leisurely and tastefully.

Lena gently kicked my cock. Kissing, I finally took her breasts. They were surprisingly soft, but kept the apple form.

“Real ones,” said the woman.

- What is real?

- Breasts are real. Not silicone.

- I did not think that silicone ...

- Just a peculiar form.

“And very pleasant,” I added, squeezing the nipples that had risen.

“Nice ...” Lena whispered, closing her eyes.

And I noted that she has very thick dark eyelashes. I did not want to hurry, I wanted to perform the whole ceremony of sexual intercourse with this woman to the end. Having played enough with the breasts, I gently laid it on my back and leaned over the divorced legs.

“Vaska has just been there,” she warned.

- So what? - I was in such a state that the thought of getting my tongue into the vagina, filled with friend's sperm, did not seem disgusting. - Or do you insert a candle some very bitter?

- Don't worry about it - Lena grinned - I have a spiral.

I did not ask and did not specify; to my age, I knew that the spirals were set only for women who had given birth, and even the nipples said that they were repeatedly used for their intended purpose, and I thought that Vasily, in search of a pure partner, had led a single mother or a married adventurer. But the words were not fixed in my mind, and I began to lick the pink sex lips, smelling unfamiliar, lively sperm.

And then, when all the preliminary was completed, I had sexual intercourse with Lena and thought it was amazing. For the first time in life to participate in such a venture. To work as a member in the vagina, the filled seed was not new; any repeated sexual intercourse gave the same sensations. But the knowledge that the penis feels pleasant slipping thanks to someone else's seed - the seed of my friend Vasily, who was now yelling like a good mat, enjoying his Alesia - this knowledge added a particularly burning pleasure.

I do not know the results of Basil. Having fucked Lena once, he didn’t remember about her anymore and didn’t interfere with us, having gone all the way to Alesia.

But I'm with Lena, without haste, with pleasure changing positions and adjusting to her, I experienced two magnificent, full orgasms.

Giving her one - also deep and pleasant for me. By the way, he testified that Lena, who looked decent, gave birth to someone's wife, was absolutely accustomed to sex with unknown men, because she knew how to quickly tune in to a partner and go to orgasm.According to previous experiments, I knew that most women who do not lead are actively depraved ... Read more →