transparent water, to look at the refraction of the bends of the Lenin's body, while remaining as a man indifferent, beyond all means. I have never encroached on flirting with Lena, not like lying with her naked in the same font. On the assurances of the guys, Lena was going through hard times, parting with a guy with whom she met for more than five years, whom she planned to marry, knocked her out of the rut, finally discouraged her from starting a new relationship. She directly told us before going to the sauna:

- Don't bother me, I'm angry now, like a dog. I'll bite!

We laughed, silently agreed to remain neutral. Still, Lena was an excellent, sociable girlfriend, not worse than a boy, and in many respects better. It's nice to have a very beautiful girlfriend, not bothering about relationships. There is something inviolable in such a taboo relationship. Sex with Lena is a taboo, she is a sacred animal, a very beautiful flower. You tear it and you bring trouble, she will never forgive. You will lose your best friend without finding your beloved. In that half of Lena no, we sensed gut. She was in her own way agitated, with the same kooky as my sister, perhaps even worse. We bypassed every little thought "to stir up with Lena." It is better to converge in battle with Chapaev, sweep away from Petlyura, than to have such a girlfriend as Lena. We were afraid of her and wanted, each in our own way performing a ritual of worship.

Apparently, such a deification upset Lena. She would like to start a relationship to immediately destroy them, but no one gave such an opportunity. They had it on the side, the one-month-olds ran away after a couple of weeks, unable to withstand the wild rhythm of clamping bolts and nuts.

And so, lying in the same font with Lena, I did not even encroach on the forbidden idea to master the beauty, because all the paths of the entrance-exit were studied and blocked for a long time. I am mired in learned helplessness, enjoying the so-called friendship without risking going over the line.

- Are you afraid of me? - Playful voice asked Lena, approaching like a shark. Her sugary smug little smile froze on her face.

“Everyone is afraid of you,” I smirked back.

“That's for sure,” she sighed, changing her smile to sadness. “It’s because I grew up without a father.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“I don't see the connection,” I said sluggishly.

- Girls who grow up without a father, grow off their feet, didn't you know? - she smirked.

- I do not have such data.

Lena laughed.

- But now I will show you what it means to "tear off"!

She slid her hand down and grabbed my cock.

“Le-on,” I said in a sneaky voice in syllables. - Do not sha-li!

- Or maybe I want to fool around, - she approached me closely.

I remained completely at a loss, realizing that Lena was playing with me. Her hand squeezed my cock tightly in her fist, preventing me from escaping.

- Now you understand why the "tear off"? - Lena giggled, giggling.

“Sure,” I always behaved in difficult cases like a pompous dude.

- You remind me of someone, - she continued to giggle, aggressively clutching a member in his fist. Excitement slowly rose in my overwhelmed mind. Lenin's nail pads painfully dug into the delicate skin, but these nuances were quickly smoothed over by the inevitable erection.

- Whom? - I succumbed to the game, put his arm around Lena. She was already rubbing at me with excited nipples that jumped up like solid bearing balls. All this underwater dance filled me with fearful desire. At any moment from the steam room guys could throw out a crowd, take us by surprise for shameful occupation. However, being caught with Lena was not such a criminal negligence. Rather, by refusing to love Lena, I risked being ridiculed.

- My dad escaped, - Lena cooed, stunned me once again. - You look like him in his youth.I have a photo preserved.

“This is a very flattering comparison,” I grinned like a fool.

“Kiss me,” Lena whispered, hugging her whole body. I finally got stuck in her arms. Our lips stuck together in a drunken wet kiss, our arms twisted around the vines. My cock sticking under the water poked Lena in the tummy, she rubbed the crotch about me, sitting down in the dance of love on the thigh.

- Sit down here, - whispered Lena, tapping the edge of the font. I jumped up and, pulling myself up on my arms, sat my ass at the corner of the cube. Eggs hung between the legs, which I spread to the side. The member stuck out at full length, not a lot is not enough at the best of times twenty centimeters. Lena, clasping it at the base, assessed the quality of an erection with gentle strokes, dropped to the head with sponges and began to suck.

“This is a new turn!” - I thought, leaning back, looking at the girl, whom I was even afraid to imagine in my dreams. She must have looked for temporary consolation for a drunken spirit. Besides, she wanted us to be taken by surprise. It so happened that Andrei and Dima did not bother much about Lenin’s taboos and regularly teased her, calling this process a flirt.

- On the catcher and the beast runs, - joked Andrew, rolling up to everyone.

Now Lena wanted to show how to properly approach her. To remain a good boy, to obey orders, to wait for her turn — something like this she imagined was the perfect start to a new, dashing relationship. Or maybe she needed me like a dog's fifth leg. In any case, presenting me as a daddy in her youth, she sucked the gentlest aspirations, becoming more annoying with each dive.

I started to play, I forgot, as did Lena, who was fascinated in earnest.

- I want you to finish, - she turned for some reason to the member, as if I did not exist. “Well,” I thought to myself. - Since you want it so much ... “My eggs were boiling with juice. Sometimes, diving under the penis, Lena was pulled out with their mouth, while simultaneously playing with the hand with the barrel of steel.

She definitely caught a moment of no return, my cock stiffened, the pleasure burst into the abyss, burning with a bright flame. At that moment, the door of the steam room slammed, and the guys rolled into the showers. Our actions in the font on the left immediately attracted widespread attention. But Lena did not think to stop. On the contrary, she jerked my dick in chaotic jerks. From these vibrations, the eggs began to shake after the hand, flying up and down. I was lying, leaning back, catching the buzz. With a distant look, I caught what was happening in the background, a rumor immersed in the fog, registered laughter, exclamations, slaps on the bottom - so the guys decided to punish Sveta with Nastya for excessive annoyance. My orgasm caused a new burst of laughter, Lena grinned, sucking the ending member. From the awkwardness of circumstances, I lowered my head to my chest, covered my face with my hands. Having only recovered a little, I jumped back into the water and clung to Lena. Her tender hugs concealed many new sensations.

“Now it's your turn, daddy,” she whispered, pinching my buttock.

We did the same as before. I sat Lena on the corner of the font, she spread her legs, stroking her thighs. I started the meal. Her shaved vagina with light pubic hair began to play on her tongue, opened with internal lips. The release of lubricant was accompanied by Lena's moans, she grabbed my head, pulled me to her, trying to push as deeply as possible. I earned a more energetic language, anticipating a denouement.

- Put your finger in there, - Lena asked in a languid voice, and I did not dare to disobey, earned first with my middle finger, then pushed and index finger.

Olya was mistaken in the assumption that I was still a virgin. Sissy, perhaps, the correct definition, but certainly not a virgin. My minimal experience with the female gender came in handy on that bath day. The ending Lena spread in suffering along the edge of the font, jerked under approving comments behind her back:

- Ai well done, Vitok, - Dima said. - Len, and Len? Can I lick too? - he burst into idiotic laughter.

- It is possible, - Lena replied, and I realized that the matter with dad had merged, so ... Read more →