Crime and Punishment.

In 1981, I almost did not experience difficulties, entered the vocational school. I had a great bright future ahead of me: I would learn, I would get a specialty, I would marry a busty chick, I would build houses to grateful Soviet people, to get fed up on weekends until I lost consciousness. But the main thing is that these stupid lessons have finally ended, these endless bumps in a diary and the call of parents to school. Childhood is over, and fuck is such a childhood. Ahead is adult life.

After a four-year break, I again came to my grandmother in a village on the Volga. Ahead of the whole summer. How pizdato still live!

In the next house lives the chairman of the local collective farm "Red tractor driver", Pavel Egorovich. He has two daughters, twins, Masha and Nyura. I don’t know how nature got rid of it, but one of them has Down syndrome. Masha studies in Kuibyshev at the medical institute, and Nyura comes to our yard every morning and we look at each other for a long time. She has a very funny pear-shaped head and small piggy eyes that look in different directions. As a complex, she resembles a small sumo wrestler and has no boobs at all, although she is three or four years older than me. Haircut short, ragged, perky fluffy shreds. She picks her nose, and every now and then lets out a small trickle of saliva, and when she laughs, the saliva begins to bubble. I try to communicate with her as a normal person: “Hi, how is life young?” Nyura smiles: “Gyyyyyy”. "Nice weather today?". "Gygygygygygy." "Let's go to the river?" “Ayaaaaayyyaaaay” - happily squeals Nyurka and, flushing, begins to piss. Dark yellow streams of urine flow down the legs, foaming and forming a funny puddle on the ground. I try to hold back the laughter, but I'm bursting into such a state that I have to run into the house. Such are the small rural joys.

In late June, she arrived. Masha. Masha. Marusya. With the words: “the beautiful bitch became a fucking bitch” this cannot be conveyed, it cannot be conveyed in any way: the main thing is, of course, the chest, closer to the second number, however, these breasts stick out, breaking the law of the world wide bra, though with a good angle through the shirt, small sharp nipples are clearly visible. Skin with a light tan. Butt chiseled, elastic - you can prick nuts, fucking-dabbyadskie eyes, long blond hair, shorter jerk not to choke.

What I actually did half a day, hiding in the toilet. And she, as if on purpose, was engaged in weeding in the backyard. It should be bent over, the skirt turned up, the panties in the ass crashed, everything is in full view, even part of the labia is visible, at least it seemed to me so. Then it will turn to the other side, chest back and forth, back and forth. This is just a holiday of some kind. What I just didn’t get up with her, the boy’s preoccupied imagination drew unwholesome stage settings, descended especially quickly when he imagined putting it between her boobs. In general, I fuck her in the black time in the sixth already, the thing is young, and then she straightens up, looks towards the toilet and says with a smile of Mono Lisa: "Gray, will you go for a swim?". I shout to her: “Yes, yes, of course,” while I myself hound in a hurry. She smiles again and goes into the house, apparently behind a swimsuit.

We go with her through the forest to the river, and she has become so clever. Tells all sorts of things that do not fit on one head. He says, they say, there is such a scientist, he came up with a theory that every boy wants to kill his father in order to fuck his mother, while each girl wants to run out of his mother and sleep with her father. That's such a garbage, I do not know, true or not.

Or the theory of exhibitionist Sartre, too, without a half-bank can not figure it out.Most of all, of course, Dostoevsky got stuck in my brain (eternal questions, Hitler, you are mean-spirited creature, or you have the right), and I give assent to something, while I myself sneak at tits and start to get up again. “Where do you study?” Asks suddenly. Well, I was not taken aback: "Yes, I entered a physical school, I will be a physicist, a nuclear scientist, the theory of relativity there, electrons, nuclei, in general physics, well, you understand?" A smarter person did, like a ride, I see, in her eyes, respect for me began to play.

I do not know if my grateful reader will believe me, but she gave herself to me exactly, as if by the hour, on a third date.

Then the teacher of facing materials told us in class that the correct woman gives on the third date, and on the first gives only fuck, here.

True, I do not know who gave myself to whom, if to be completely honest. We ran in the evening on the field with sunflowers, sort of like in the salochki played. And I sort of fell, and she was on me, too, seemingly by chance. And he says: “Gotcha?”, And she grabbed me by the dick herself, took it out of the workout and stuffed it dexterously. I then analyzed this moment in the long evenings more than once and realized that that evening she had gone on a date without panties.

He jumps at me and says with a gasp: "And hyh, you know hykh, Seryozhka hykh, that from onanism, hyhy can be blinded, hy-hi hyhyh?". And I already do not care, everything has become, I hear badly, I’m thinking a little, I can’t say anything, but I don’t stop fucking, since I guessed it to jerk off before the rendezvous. Oh, and I glorified her sundress in that evening, - here it is where the hell is space, here it is the secret of the universe, ebitskaya force!

This festival of flesh and soul lasted for about a week, where we were not fucked up: in the barn, in the forest, in the field, in the river, even on a tree, moreover, Masha turned out to be a terribly insatiable girl, she taught me the position 69 and much more. ..

And then one day she says to me sad and not entirely clear, stumbling through every word:

- But could you, for the sake of a loved one, to do everything? You know, like Dostoevsky, a creature or not a creature. Have you seen my sister? You know how she suffers. It's hard for you to understand ... She was normal until the age of five, like me, and then something happened to her. This is not life, but a total torment. Could you have her ... this ... tavo ... for me?

Well, I think, fucked up, fucked or something? That is, I don’t think, but I say so directly, although before this incident I didn’t curse at Masha:

- Well, fuck you all with your Dostoevsky, I may be a creature, but I will not kill anyone.

She is cheerful and says:

- You are a moron, I ask you about this, can you fuck her? - well, I think, I have definitely ebnula, but she doesn’t calm down: - You can imagine a twenty-year-old girl who has never fucked in her life, and she’s a person, she feels everything, understands everything. All women’s personal belongings are the same, I tell you as a doctor. And you can throw a towel on your face, what are you like small? Nyurka puts her apples in there every day, the mother of the current has time to take out. Just imagine. - I introduced Nyura, stuffing apples into myself, and laughed stupidly. Masha was offended, terribly angry and blurt out: - Well, you fuck you, inhuman bovine, masturbate yourself in your fucking toilet, and forget me finally! - blurted out and left.

On the third day of trouble-free Drochilova, I realized that I was in the heaviest dependence on Mashiny's smell, on her damn eyes and full lips, on her constant, gentle inclinations. But the worst thing was that my fist was absolutely not like her hot, wet pussy ...

She was sunbathing on a cot, I called her and, making a very serious face, said softly:

“Going to death greets you,” recalled something from the lessons of history.

Masha appreciated the joke.

During a quick fuck in her pigsty, we developed a plan of action. This historical event was to take place in her house, in a couple of days, when everyone would leave for a wedding in a neighboring village.

I prepared pretty well, never jerking that morning, and at the right time I crossed the threshold of her house.

Nyura was lying on a large (apparently parental) bed against a wall, completely naked, she smiled and drooled.There was a sickening smell of urine in the air. Masha sat down on the bed, pulled out my cock and began to take it ... Read more →