- And we have already lost sight of you. Absolutely zapropali !! - Irina greeted us.

“They just decided to wait out the heat in the cafe,” I explained, getting rid of clothes.

- And they did the right thing.

“And now we need to kiss for half a year ahead,” I hinted to Irina that she followed her advice.

Irina smiled, and Seva and I ran towards the waves. It seemed to me that the sea, too, rejoices us, as if radiating attracting caress. We fooled around with laughter, knocking each other into the water with a laugh. Seva "drove" me in shallow water, holding me with one hand, then with both hands. We crawled along the bottom of the arms behind each other and race. They even danced in the water like a sultry tango. And I really liked to cuddle with my bare belly against the swollen trunk of Seva. However, Seva still stood stoically, despite all my frank touches. I don’t know what effort it cost him.

When we got to lie down on the beach, I whispered to him:

- Do you want to tell you one secret?

- So, say.

- I do not know whether I have it wide or narrow. I do not have experience.

- Wow! Well, you're straight from the nineteenth century, - Seva just dumbfounded by surprise.

- Is it good or is it bad?

- I don’t even know if it’s bad or good in our situation.

“Have you ever had any virgins?”

- There was not and I never dreamed of virgins. And now I do not dream. I don't want to hurt the girl.

- Well, suppose the girls go through pain every month.

- Anyway, this is completely different. By the way, Pasha is coming. Only now we lacked it.

Pasha approached us: “I apologize wildly for my concern. I just wanted to clarify whether your departure has changed. And then you so happily bathed now that they take me straight envy. I can only console myself with the thought of Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin about that, envy is the sister of the competition and, consequently, of a good kind. ”

- What are you talking about, Pasha?

- Yes, I just dramatically sigh for my difficult fate. I will go further sad. Just tell me what time we get on the bus.

- Nothing changes according to the schedule. At the beginning of the seventh. Our tent then collect himself. My backpack seems to have already been assembled.

Pasha retired. The mood of Seva has become thoughtful.

“I want to take you to the station,” I told him.

“No way, because your safety is paramount.” There will be no return buses from the station at this time. So you better stay in Bgagoshevchenskaya and can only take me to the initial stop at Malachite.

- Oh well. Today is July 14th. So, make an appointment for January 14th. In the center of GUM at the fountain. At 19-30. Do not forget?

- By the way, July 14th - Bastille Day. So I will definitely not forget. But we must promise nothing to each other regarding January 14th. Not aloud, nor about myself. Today you accompany me to the bus, and then all decisions regarding each other are postponed for six months. And these half a year each of us has our own life. Both personal and sexy.

- Well, we sort of agreed already.

- You see, I do not want to behave in relation to you as well as Hope behaved with me during the last months of our affair.

- How did she behave?

“When she told me that she was getting married, she continued to meet with me and continued to engage in“ farewell caresses ”with me, as she put it.

- Then it turns out that she cheated on her fiance with you.

- But in the end it turned out that she did not leave me, but I broke off our relationship. When she was with me for the last time and I started to caress her, she said that she fantasized about the trio with my participation and the participation of the groom.

- Wow fantasy at the bride!

- It was a moment of blinding truth for me. Truths that I didn’t want to point out. And the truth was that I was for her a fool in love, from which she could “twist the ropes” at her own discretion. I was only her erotic property, her live sex toy.

- It turns out that she wanted to keep you as a comfortable lover after the wedding ...

“Maybe, but it didn't matter to me anymore.” It was too late to drive her out of her house. I simply said that in the morning she should put on her silence and silently leave my life forever. And you know, I, on the one hand, then it was very painful. It was just that my soul hardened and was desperate. On the other hand, at this moment I was somehow worried about her fiancé that she would ruin his life too. In general, continuous surrealism and inadequacy.

- It is important that you yourself turned this page of your life. And she is gone.

- You see, I thought a lot about why it happened with Nadezhda. In order not to step on the same rake again in relations with a new girl. In general, I don’t even blame Hope for what happened. Because I myself, by foolish altruism, elevated her to the pedestal of romantic adoration, thereby placing myself below her. And in relations with Sonya, Sonya was already an altruist towards me — I tormented her with my egoistic obsession with my past.

- I think that with Nadezhda and Sonya you have been in two extremes of the role of a man. So now, after such an experience of extremes, look for a middle ground in a couple's relationship.

- For some reason it seems to me that you will not find such a middle ground alone. And in order to find together, both must have some experience of past relationships. You have no long-term experience.

- You're right. There were guys I liked. But they were all already tightly occupied by girls, more lively than me. And those guys who were looking for a relationship with me were not that interesting to me. Practicing in a relationship just like the process for the sake of something I did not want.

- Nastya, I do not want to be your first and only man. I do not want you to have a choice of only one hopeless option in my face. I want you in six months to make a decision regarding me on the basis of your experience of relations with other guys, and not at first glance, and at random. I want you to be able to compare and choose. Relationship in a pair is like a tunnel, which everyone begins to build towards the other from two sides. To either converge somewhere in the middle, or to miss each other as a result of an error. You need in the possible continuation of our relationship to rely on personal experience, not related to me. And in general, if you want to know, men are more interested in women with an extraordinary past. Because they secretly hope that the story will repeat.

- You offer me to sleep with someone who is not at all interesting to me, just to get rid of this membrane?

- I do not offer this to you. I offer you another. Now you are essentially in the position of Cinderella, who is waiting for his prince on a white horse. And it seems to you that the main thing is to wait for it. And then, they say, everything will immediately grow into continuous happiness with him forever.

- Well, perhaps there is such a moment.

- And you do not wait. Reincarnated. Imagine that you are an actress, following the instructions of the director. Play with someone as an actress at the beginning of a possible relationship. The reaction of the guy to this may be very different and is not necessarily the same as you originally imagined.But play with him in the development of relations exactly as long as the game with him is interesting to you. It gets boring - drop this guy and move on to the next one.

- Are you not afraid that I will become cruel and treacherous?

- Not afraid. If it were in your nature, it would have already come out in full growth. In short, try to replace personal interest in specific guys with interest in theatrical play with these guys in the development of relationships. This will give you the necessary experience and the opportunity to more objectively assess in six months whether it is worth coming to a meeting in the center of GUM near the fountain. And if the game becomes interesting to you so much that you will be ready to go to bed with a guy, well, then decide for yourself. In the end, there may be bright affection and without penetration.

- Well, probably, it is difficult to find a girl who never dreamed to try herself as an actress. Perhaps, as a director, you convinced me. Tell me, and I can also consider Pasha as such a partner in the game?

- Respect my request - just my friends should not be attracted. Because then we definitely won't be able to disappear for each other for half a year.

- Since you deprive me of a stormy romance with Pasha, then I give you one condition.

- This is what?

- I want to make you lips.

- Right here? - he was surprised.

I looked around. Behind us, under the awning, lay Irina and Vika. Men were not visible to them. Nobody swam in the sea in front of us.

- Not here, at sea. I want you to remember. Come on.

We went into the sea until the water became Seva almost to the waist. I squatted in front of him, looked up at Seva from the bottom up. He looked back to the shore, but I didn’t care at all whether they were looking at us or not. I focused on his trunk, which stood in front of my face. Seva put his hands on my shoulders. The incidental small waves then touched his testicles, then retreated again. Looking straight into his eyes, I carefully licked the barrel.

“So salty,” I commented.

“This is the sea,” he smiled.

“So tight,” I felt the testicles.

- And what are you surprised - you all day teasing me with your sexy look. Of course, they are crowded.

- Poor-poor testicles. They need urgent help! (and said to herself: "Imagine that I have a delicious eskimo")

I put my tongue around the head and listened to my feelings. In general, they were uncertain. I could not say that I was somehow disgusted or, on the contrary, that this really turned me on. I sucked a little head into my mouth and, releasing, looked at Seva. His eyes were closed and he sighed as if with exhaustion. It seemed to me that his body was trembling, responding to touch. I felt at the same time my humility through the feeling of depraved humiliation, and my power over him.

Deciding to surrender to these opposite feelings, took his pulsating member in the mouth deeper. I even tried to suck it to its full length, but I did not succeed. She began to drive the tongue around the head, not letting it out of her lips. "Perhaps, I even begin to like it," thought flashed. Seva moved his right hand off my shoulder and gently massaged my nape. I thought that he, probably, will now begin to rhythmically press my head against himself, so that the member goes deeper and deeper. But Seva restrained himself and I was grateful for that.

I lost track of time. Only felt that my lips are beginning to get tired of the habit. “I'm on my way,” I heard Seva’s voice. I just had time to unclench my lips to release a member, as Seva began to pour sperm into my open mouth. The ripples subsided and faded away. I felt the sperm begin to flow out of my mouth. Made an effort and all swallowed.

Seva sat down on the sandy bottom and kissed me on the lips. “I’m probably very stupid looking now,” I lamented to him. “You can’t even imagine how much you can’t even imagine how delightful you look now,” he retorted and hugged me tight. And gentle waves came running at us, as if insisting on something. Our embrace lasted for about five minutes.

“Now I am your debtor and must repay the debt,” he said, “and immediately.”