Page: 6 of 8
On the way back I got Nastya in a towel. Seeing me golyakom, she rounded eyes:
- And you are brave, so dissect.
- And what, I'm a man, I have nothing to be ashamed of, - I said.
Nastya defiantly removed the towel and, showing me her tongue, went into the house.
- Well done! - I showed her the thumb after.
- Who? - I heard.
Anya and Olya came out of the bath, both in towels. Olya still looked away from my resting member, but Anya looked at him with visible pleasure.
- Yes Nastya, - I said. - It goes like this and says to me: today I will no longer dress all evening.
- All evening? - Olga blushed, imagining this picture.
“Well, really great,” said Anya, passing by. - If you have something to show, why not show it.
- Oh how! - I slowed down both girls, hugging. “Then we will do it!”
And pulled off both towels.
- Ay! - both screamed.
- Sergei, well, not May is the same month! - Anya shouted, whipping around to the house. Olga rushed after her. I gazed at her small elastic buns, feeling the feeling of emptiness between my legs gradually disappearing.
Going into the house, I saw the girls sitting on the couch. Nastya threw an eloquent look at me: “so she promised not to dress, did she?” Anya again caught her eyes on the dick, and Olga pulled her knees to her, hiding from my eyes.
“I propose to recuperate,” I said. - How is it, by the way, not cold to you?
“No, just right,” Anya said. - Overheated so that the only way to sit.
- Well, then I ask for the table, - I smiled widely.
The girls sat on their seats. I poured alcohol, put myself three pieces of kebab. Break the silence:
- Girls, why did they shut up? Well, really, it's silly to be silent now. After all, everyone understands why we are here. Or not?
Nastya nodded, resolutely moving the plate with the kebab to her.
- Or have you not fully discussed how I jerked off your pussies, and then you sucked me for both cheeks?
Hard gave, Olga's cheeks flared, Anka already opened her mouth. Nastya looked at me, grunted. Do not overdone?
- Well, girls, isn’t Seryozha saying that? - said Nastya, raising a stack of brandy. - Well, honestly, everybody guessed when they drove here, what could end there. Or did Nina tell me alone?
“They guessed,” Anya nodded, taking a glass of wine by the leg. - We drove with hope to have sex. And while hopes come true, she saluted me with a glass.
- Olya? - I looked at the third girl, with flaming cheeks watching the sharply aggravated conversation. - Are you with us?
Gaining a full chest of air, she grabbed a glass and raised it:
- For sex all night!
- Hurray !!! - Anya screamed with Nastya, and I supported them.
The tension went down at once. The girls laughed, not hesitating looking at my dick. I did not deny myself the pleasure to admire their charms. The girls were clearly flattered by my attention, they giggled. Nastya even put one foot on a chair, slightly twisting it to the side and showing off a plump, puffy pie of lips.
“Nastya,” I said, smiling and sticking a piece of kebab on the fork. - You will cheer.
- What is it? - she really was surprised.
“Right in front of the girls, they'll make you shashlik,” I said.
- Oh oh! - made a face Nastya. - Scared! And no! But...
She didn’t have time to say the second time, because I jumped towards her, picked up her ass, lifting her up. And gently lowered straight current pussy on the trunk already ready for battle.
- Oooh! - breathed Nastya, grabbed my shoulders.
“Anya,” I called.- Look, what's she got there?
Anya looked at me, smiled and, going to Nastya behind her back, sat down.
“Yes, everything is clear,” she said. - You planted your drin on her most eggs!
I lifted the girl and lowered it, forcing her to bite her lip.
“Olya,” I decided to play my part until the end. - Maybe you look? Two opinions are better than one.
Olga hesitantly got off the couch, came up to us. I sat down. I looked at something there, then because of Nastya's back, her face seemed red with agitation (or excitement?)
“There ...” she murmured.
- What? - I made a questioning face, easily lifting and lowering Nastya again.
“Seryozh ...” She exhaled, wrapping her legs around my lower back. - May be enough?
- So what is it, Olya?
- There ... yours ... in Nastina ... - Olga mumbled.
- Yes, in my pussy his dick! - Nastya could not stand it, raising herself up on me and dropping back.
- That's right! - I realized that there was no need to drag her or the other girls anymore.
Reached the sofa and carefully lowered Nastya, without taking off. He bounced her legs a little more, put his legs up well - and began to swing his cock inside-out of the girl.
- Oooh! She sang, throwing back her head. - Yeah-hh!
Behind him, Olga stifled an exclamation. I hope she could see everything well.
“Anya,” I breathed, continuing to make pushes on a large scale. - What are you doing there?
“I look,” she said.
- And Olga?
Anya was silent.
- Masturbates? ... Well! Say it!
- Yes...
- Olga! Didn't I tell you clearly in the bath? Do not you dare without my permission! Do you understand?
“Yeah ...” the girl moaned.
- I allowed? - The face of Nastya, who heard our conversation, more and more red. - Well?
- Nooo ... - Olga breathed out.
- Well, do not you dare! - I forbade, exhaling shortly. Then he asked: - Nastya, what about protection?
“Tab ... tab ...” the girl tried to say between my pushes. - Pills...
- Well! - I was pleased with the news. I do not like gum, not only that the feeling of stealing, so also squeeze my unit. And the feeling itself, when you fill a girl with her mink with your jet, is priceless.
But this is still far away. Three suction in the bath provided me a good head start in front of girls. So I stood be healthy, but for now you could not hurry to finish.
But before Nastya there was no such dilemma. And she, clutching my fingers in the shoulders, literally screamed:
- AAAAAAAAA !!!
I gradually reduced the amplitude of the strokes inside it, until I finally stopped. Nastya sighed shortly when I drew my brilliant club from her reddened and disheveled pie. She opened her eyes, looked at me, closed them again. Putting it on the couch, I sat down next. He smiled, looking at Anya, who was trying to sit straight, but with nervously moving fingers in her knees. Olga almost yelled at all, almost ready to break my ban and otderchit themselves in the most unscrupulous way.
“Girls, don't turn me around for a while,” said Nastya with a smile, sliding off the couch and slowly crawling to all sides on all fours. - Kapets ... I don't feel legs ...
- Who is next? - I winked at Anya with Olya.
- Anya! - Olga pleaded. - Let me go, please! And now I do not know what to do!
An internal struggle was reflected on Ani's face: I suspect that I wanted nothing less. But Olgino also understood the state. What will win - selfishness or female solidarity?
Did not guess. Anya chose the third option.
“I’ll give you up if you’ll get me later,” Anya suddenly said.
- Wow! - I was surprised. Who would have thought that Annie was in two camps with us?
- How much do you learn interesting about colleagues, - Nastya chuckled softly.
Olga, shuddering, looked at me, at Anya. And blurted out:
- Damn, okay! Only then!
I did not torture her even more. Catch and move the little ... Read more →
Latest stories of the author
Indian summer day significantly overtook noon, more precisely - there were some half an hour before the end of the working day, when ... - Dmitry Vyacheslavovich, the head of a small trading and intermediary company, left his office in the middle of the office space.
Oleg Igorevich Sadovnikov pulled away from ...
Read more →
Read more →
You go on it like the first time. With each step, remembering some little things, cases, details. Learning something, getting to know something again. And thinking to myself: how to live now, after what happened? ...
The feeling of a small "cinema" gradually receded, although it was strong. Recognized buildings, shops, trees, and even people, people, too, little by little recognized.
Kapitolina Vetkina walked through her hometown as if by scenery. Like...
Read more →
& nbsp ...
Read more →
And suddenly, without much hope, at the end of May, the spring somehow flowed smoothly into a warm summer. Then hot. And in July, when Zhenya came to the workshop to practice, the summer was indecently hot. +28 in the city in 9 ...
Read more →