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I was stunned by the road, in front of me I opened a small, but very cozy fairy glade. The bright sun illuminated the sea of ​​daisies and some more, unknown to me bright colors, over which a living carpet of fluttering butterflies gleamed. I suddenly felt unbearable to dive into this sea of ​​flowers, and inevitably drown in it. And I already stretched my arms ready to jump as at the other end of the meadow I saw a young birch tree that grew near hemp as if forming a chair, when I saw that I suddenly felt incredible tiredness today and physical and moral. “If I sit down for five minutes, nothing will happen,” I decided already spreading the skirt over hemp and placing my ass on it. “God, how good it is to sit, even if not quite comfortable, but still good!”.

I leaned back on the birch and widely scattered to the sides, stretched the legs. I was awesome good! Somewhere behind the wall of bushes, a car thundered by a motor, and a forest silence fell again. The sun through the foliage of the birch trees gently caressed my naked body with its rays, some forest birds squeaked softly and lullingly while leading their discordant songs. Between the legs under the light breezes of the breeze a multi-colored sea of ​​flowers swayed, with butterflies fluttering merrily. Appeasement! I merged with the world around me, becoming a part of it. The hand itself lay on the tummy and slipped from it slipped into the pubis and dived into a hollow between two swollen shores and filled with hot and sticky juice. My fingers slowly and gently plunged into the hot sea of ​​pussy and drowned in it, causing my hips to flex gently and open wide. The air smelled sharply of female excitement! I took a deep breath, exhaled, and my fingers swam, constantly changing my swimming style, in this sea of ​​juices, mucus and secretions. I can not imagine how long this crazy swim lasted. My body was beaten with a big shiver, and my hips were widely sweeping, helping the swimmers reach the finish as soon as possible ...

And they, setting a world record it reached. My pussy tightened and discharged with a volley of thermonuclear orgasm. Les announced a howl of Tarzan or rather his wife. And lastly from the depths of my body burst out, irrigating the clearing, a fountain of golden liquid, playing in the sun’s rays, with precious gems. The last thing I remembered were butterflies that fluttered from the flowers, frightened by the drops of my unexpected rain. And I turned off.

I woke up because someone persistently tickled my left nipple. I opened my eyes and screamed in horror, jumped to my feet abruptly wiped away the hand of a large black beetle, perched on the nipple and pulling it with his paws. Fu, how disgusting! I looked around in bewilderment, the bright sun had just shone, butterflies fluttered, and then suddenly everything changed. The sun was gone, and the glade covered the shadow and coolness. Butterflies no longer fluttered, and the glade suddenly became a stranger and not comfortable. I looked at my watch and shuddered. The clock showed the beginning of the seventh. I slept in the bushes somewhere around three o'clock, but if during that time someone had found me and ... Chills continued through my body. A few seconds later I was fully dressed and even the buttons were buttoned up to the very last. And I grabbed my handbag like an elk or rather a moose cow rushed through a clearing and bushes to the road. It turns out that I had to go to the stop just two hundred meters. Behind the turn, which frightened me off with the noise of a car, a straight line began to the highway, at the end of which I saw a bus stop, people at the bus stop and a bus pulling up.

Next was the film installation. Here I stand on the forest path and the next frame I get into the crowded bus, which was between these two frames, I do not remember, but the world record was definitely broken. I was saved, but I came to my senses only when I felt the familiar smell of the subway.The heart turned to a normal rhythm of work, the breathing calmed down, and the convolutions again stirred in my head. “Fool, fool, fool ... a fool a hundred times! How could you so relax! After all, if someone would have found me like this, then it would be okay if they just fucked, but it could have been worse. “I didn’t want to think about worse, but the closer I approached my station, the calmer I became. I was not frightened by the little adventure that took place, but on the contrary, it began to make me happy and start again. “Dura, well, this is debatable, rather a fool, but in general I am clever and well done. And the day went well today. First, I signed a contract. Secondly, I did what I had long dreamed of. You just had to decide. I'm happy? I am very pleased! What was an orgasm? Just a bomb! In general, you just need to believe in yourself or do what you want, and not look at others. This is my life and I need to live as I want! ”I was already coming out of the subway with a completely calm, self-confident woman and damn happy, with a coal erupting in my lower stomach and the thought of the number of buttons fastened on me.

The city met me with twilight and with already lit street lamps. It smelled of dust, cars, and hot asphalt. The main stream of people has already subsided, but it was still quite crowded. I looked at the bus stop and I suddenly wanted to walk. Not quite close, but I will be sure that they will not crush me. I turned around and went to the path, overgrown with bushes and leading towards my house. On the path it was cooler and smelled of grass, bushes, greens, and in my head I immediately had associations with my clearing, the forest road and my pranks. The ember immediately flashed a spark and the lower abdomen was filled with warmth. “Or maybe?” - a crazy thought flashed through my head, but then I heard a second voice - “What are you saying !? Is it possible to. I was there alone in the forest, and this is a city and even quite a few people on the path. "" Well, here it begins again. Conventions, double morality, there it is possible, and here it is impossible. Do not speak! - I entered the discussion with my second, I - and if I want it. After all, just in the subway, I myself convinced that if you want, you have to take and do. Otherwise, I’m bothering again and everything will be back. I decided, I want them to be! ”The decision was made and I, looking around, went behind a number of cars.

Let's start from the top. I unbuckled my blouse and after doing a number of manipulations with the bra pulled him out and put him in my purse. Superfluous detail! My tits, once again feeling the freedom and fresh air, instantly swelled with sharp nipples. Good girlfriends! I buttoned up the buttons, I left the neckline hiding the nipples, but leaving food for fantasy to passers-by. Now down. It's all simple, all the buttons to the navel. Although no, this is too frank and there is no food for fantasy. One button at the top fasten. I looked at myself and was pleased. I didn’t look like a night butterfly, but it looked like a stunning and sexy office lady. All right, now go! I boldly got out from behind the cars and cheerfully heels, confident, excited and contented went to meet a new life.

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  • March 17, 2018 15:04

    LIFE WITHOUT TRUSSIONS

    Well, this is necessary, like an innocent prank of a hooligan student who lost her panties at a party, plowed up the life and consciousness of an adult, if not an elderly person. And I would still understand if such an impressionable adult uncle showed when he saw the crotch of a young student on the bus and fainted with happiness, remembering all the past ... However, my aunt, who will note, everything in life is good. This is a reason to think about the meaning of life and sexual orientation of the author.

    However, I am not a hypocrite, and I am absolutely tolerant of the whole spectrum of rainbow LGBT. Yes, and what is there to confess, the first temperamental kiss I had with a girl, or rather a girl, still in fifth grade.I'm not sure that this justifies me, but it was in Latin America (I grew up in a family of foreign ministers). She (my seductress) assured that there was nothing personal and just wanted to learn how to kiss ... Not that I would be torn, but surely it wasn’t exactly ...))) And the boys, who sometimes tried to squeeze us in the corners, didn't kiss at all were able to. And laughter and sin ... In appearance, they were such machoes, but in fact a kindergarten in the country. Football and the ball worried them much more than all the girls in the world ...

    I would, by the way, in high school, instead of sex education lessons, introduced tests, according to the kissing technique ...))) Perhaps, the remaining problems of teenage complexes would disappear by themselves. Those of you who did not kiss at the graduation party at school when you pass the puberty exam, let them throw a stone at me.

    And then began the student life, where everything is simpler and more difficult at the same time. In other words, if you didn’t learn how to take off your panties in a timely manner, then you nervously smoke aside while watching your classmates skim the cream of their sexuality multiplied by the availability of a young body.

    Well, and returning to the text of the story, you read and think - How little a person needs is for happiness. She took off her panties, walked naked through the woods and life was a success ... The harmony of the mortal body with the inner world and the environment has been achieved.

    Starting to be young is certainly never too late. However, it should be noted that with such carefree antics atechka was late twenty years, or even thirty years. Simply put, a student or high school student parting with innocence is understandable, but the old maiden who lived to retirement gray hair and decided to set off for debauchery at sunset is only sympathy, it is no longer cream, but sour milk.

    I can not explain this phenomenon, but a girl who is twenty years old, rummaging everywhere without underwear, without complexes shines a nude for everyone, and on top of that, very few people refuse. It gives the impression of frivolously curious. But the same auntie at forty-fifty years old, with the same behavior clearly looks concerned.

    We had a teacher in the university who loved translucent blouses on a naked body. Nothing but a smile, it did not cause. Not to say that it hung to the waist, but the bra, she obviously would not have interfered. I didn’t see it personally, but I understand that she also did not wear panties. All anything, but the smell left much to be desired.

    I don’t dare to estimate the literary delights of this text, but by mentioning the words pi $ and the number of characters, this story is an absolute champion in its nomination.

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  • April 12, 2018 4:43

    Thank you for such a detailed comment!

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  • Sasha (a guest)
    June 14, 2018 22:00

    Oh girl. What are you umnichka. !!! Would you get me then in the forest. :)

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