He spoke and felt how warmly the light, even pleasant melancholia spreads inside, as often happens after a solid endorphin dose. Drawn to "chat." Taking a sip of tea, Nikolai Ivanovich said:

- You know, in my student years there was a song, there is such a line: “Our hands are not for boredom”.

Christina looked at him with her large eyes so attentively and tenderly that he literally sank in the fresh waves of completely new dizzying feelings.

- I've thought: this is about you!

For a moment there was a pause, and then Christina smiled rather:

“The compliment was accepted,” she sang coquettishly and absolutely honestly added, “I am happy that you enjoyed everything!” And in that song go the words: "For the love of the heart." So this is also about me. Now I feel that everything is made for love! - Beautiful Christine exclaimed with very simple simplicity.

- Yes! - the Trudovik responded fervently, - I knew about this from school!

He stopped himself, pretending to cough, kneading awkwardness, and said to change the subject:

- I have, Christina, and there was another life. In youth. And he was engaged in sports, and he went to construction teams, and went up to the mountains! ..

- And love? - Christina asked quietly and shyly, looking charmingly at him from under her breathtaking eyelashes.

- And love was! - Nikolai Ivanovich shook his head, recalling in detail how, for example, once every week in a row he “warmed” two charming Komsomols at every time in a construction tent — there was a lot of good! Where did everything go? ..

Kristina still said softly:

- Yes, nothing has gone anywhere, Nikolai Ivanovich! You are the same young, healthy, strong man, as before! You just forgot about it ... Banned all that you can enjoy and what you should enjoy. And you need not. Take everything from life and do not ask anyone for permission! And everything will be fine!

Her hackneyed judgments did not shine with the worn out jewelery of worldly wisdom, did not dive into the depths of abstract philosophy and did not give mothballs “eternal” dogmas. However, this did not prevent them from sounding absolutely convincing and inspiring in her beautiful alluring lips. Her simple words and sweet physical delights breathed true Life and were only logical confirmation of each other.

- Yes ... everything is so ... - Nikolai Ivanovich thoughtfully agreed.

- What sport did you play? - Christine asked with keen interest.

“Football,” answered the Trudovik, noting that what was started was, the topic of “rejoice and enjoy” does not receive an interesting development. Those twists and turns of conversation that took place twenty minutes ago, he now liked much more, and he would not mind them to “broaden and deepen”.

“Mmmm ... Cool,” Christine drawled, and suddenly added, “By the way, Nikolai Ivanovich!” Two-one in my favor!

- In terms of? - he did not understand.

- Did you notice? I managed to make it two times, and you are the only one! - She explained, slyly winked.

She had already routinely expected that the Trudovik would be embarrassed again, but instead he only put his wide, strong palm on her thigh.

- Is that so? - raised an eyebrow Nikolai Ivanovich. With the sweetest heart sinking, Christina saw an animal flame flare up in his eyes, - and do you know that there are return matches in football? Often they are just the most interesting!

This was his first touch to Christina. It happened simply and naturally. The conversation was slowly but surely reduced to the most interesting, and he was no longer going to hide the truth from himself. He wanted her madly, and once again he didn’t have the strength or the obvious reasons to climb this desire. His hand moved steadily higher.Instead of somehow interfering with this, Christina merely moved her inflated legs wider as her palm lifted.

- Yes, I'm somehow not very interested in football, - she looked at him as if even frightened.

Christina was not a super-experienced heartbreaker who conquered more than one division of men, but she perfectly felt that the game being played here presupposes both this feigned fright and a slight breaking of a comedy. She acted intuitively and unmistakably, sensitively listening to her own nature and to the reactions of the male devouring her with eyes.

His fingers touched delicate pink leaves.

- Oh! Nikolay Ivanovich! - Christine arched, but did not move away - do not you think that you are breaking the rules?

- What are these, for example? - a quiet roar asked the Trudovik, with his fingers starting to prepare a bridgehead for further offensive.

- Well, of course. I came to you ... oh-oh! ... your graduate, and you to her ... mmm ... yes! ... you put your hands under your skirt! So, yes! Ahhhhhh How bad, Nikolai Ivanovich ...

- And there are no rules for a long time, Christina! - he answered and to the entire length he inserted his middle finger into the wet vagina, immediately noting to himself: “Your mother, how narrow it is here! How can I fuck something here? ”, - you know how long I want you? You say it yourself, you have to take everything from life. So I take it. And I don’t ask anyone for permission!

She looked with admiration at a strong adult man, generously drenching his confident fingers with her juices: “Finally!” And then she dug into his strong lips with a passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around the back of her head and neck! Christine had a pleasant acquaintance of tongues in her mouth, so she could not shout from inhuman pleasure. When his nameless partner was added to his middle finger, she had already kissed his whole face: forehead, eyes, stubble on his cheeks and chin ... Christine licked his tongue on his lips before once again greedily sucking on them with her own. Trudovik was already standing opposite on the floor and quickly moved inside her with a pair of his wide fingers, feeling how it was getting closer thanks to the strong muscles of the vagina, although at first the hot walls seemed to be expanding on the contrary ... How he wanted to replace his fingers with something else on the very manhood, which uncontrollably rushed into battle of the century for the sweetest reward! “It will be in time!” Thought Nikolai Ivanovich, already literally hollowing his fingers and squealing and indistinguishable indecency Christine. When the strong, relief muscles of her thighs began to contract often, he came out of it, and the first trickle shot at him in the stomach. He stepped sideways and began to clap his lips quickly and gently over her sexual lips, until the flow of her ecstatic moisture had dried up. Residual waves of orgasm still rolled on Christina. Covering her face with her palms, she turned on her side and pulled her legs bent at the knees, trembling all over and seemingly sobbing plaintively.

- Ah ah ah!! - Nikolay Ivanovich sentenced, sat down on a school desk next to and gently stroking her shoulders and back, - came to her home school, skirt wet through, the teacher sprinkled, climbed onto a desk with her legs ... It is not good, Kristinochka.

Trudovik got down to the floor:

- Well? We will punish?

Moving away from the orgasm, Christine sat on the edge of the desk, quickly pulled the topic over her head and threw it into the teacher’s face with force. Then she lay back, leaning on her elbows, vertically lifted straight legs together and slowly spreading them almost into a string. Trudovik whistled.

- Punish! Said Christina defiantly. Nikolai Ivanovich would never have confused this tone with which she drove him crazy while still a schoolgirl: arrogant, impudent, arrogant. The same sexy juvenile fury was pushing sports legs in front of him! Only this time he will repay her in full! ..

***

He loved her for a long time and diversely, marveling at his own endurance and ingenuity. He visited it from above, from below, from the side ... Especially for a long time they “stuck” in the pose 69. Nikolai Ivanovich triumphantly came up with an arbitrary program of figure cunnilingus. Christina flashed like a dedicated blow job.

Now he, a dumb and wild stallion, was tearing his sports filly from behind on the floor ... Read more →