- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 1
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 2
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 3
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 4
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 5
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 6
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 7
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 8
- A few months from the life of a student of the 5 course. Part 9
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and lingering ...
- Aaaaaa ... Escheeeee ... Aaaaaa ...
Her vagina began to shrink. Rita screamed with pleasure, her body pierced with cramp. Claws dug into my neck.
- Yes ... Yes ... In the meeneeyayayayayayaya ...
With a twitch, Margo went limp ... A few more movements, I began to stop. Of course, into her, since the girl herself asked ...
She began to recover ...
I gently stroked her body, I felt that she liked my touch. She opened her eyes. Seeing me, she smiled ...
- It was beautiful ... I haven’t had it for a long time ...
She put her hand on my groin, the member immediately reacted to this touch and after a moment stood again ...
- Oooh ...
Having rinsed with his hand, she raised herself and pressed her mouth to him again. The second time in the evening I felt the beauty of oral sex by Margot. It was noticeable that she herself liked sucking my dick. In each movement she put the maximum of tenderness and affection, which was capable of. She sucked, not swallowing too much, a member. Her tongue skillfully found the most sensitive areas, giving me a fabulous pleasure. The excitement was transcendental, I was already on the verge ... Putting my hand on the back of my head, I forced Margo to move faster and take in the mouth deeper, almost the entire length. I am more active and active, putting her mouth on my instrument. Finally, I reached the peak, and a member began to shoot Rita in the throat sperm. She swallowed, choked and swallowed again. For a long time I have not experienced such a buzz ... When everything, until the last drop, was erupted, I removed my hands from her head ... Margo raised her lips ... Her lips were in semen, the semen was on her chin ... She slowly flowed over it and dripped on her chest ...
She looked tired, but her eyes were full of gratitude ...
- I'm all ... Sleep ...
She took out a napkin, wiped her face and hung her head on the pillow ...
- Sash, turn off the light ... There is no power ...
And she fell silent ...
When I woke up, it was still dark, near, quietly sniffing, Margot was sleeping, turning her back to me. Seeing her, I again wanted ... Her body was not possible not to want!
I began to gently stroke her shoulders, back, ass, thigh. At the same time gently touching her lips to her skin. Carefully penetrate between the legs ... Everything is wet ... I touch gently the clitoris. After a few minutes of my manipulations, Rita made a long drawn-out sound:
- Eeeeeeeeeee ...
I'm not going to stop at all. Sounds began to sound more often, she moves one leg, giving me more freedom. I tugger hard clitoris. And although she is still sleeping, I feel that her body is starting to get excited ...
I grab her leg under the knee and lift her leg up, slightly tilting her back, take a comfortable position and bring the member to the cherished hole. She still does not react to my actions. I make the movement forward with my pelvis, and the member quietly enters the wet cave. Slowly go deeper, deeper as my posture allows.
- Aaaaaa, - is heard in silence.
I set the average pace ... Gradually, Margo responds to my actions, I feel how she began to move her ass to meet my dick. I began to accelerate ...
- Yes! Yes! Still! - barely heard she says.
Is she in a dream? Or already woke up?
She turns her head to me, her eyes are closed, but it seems to me that she is no longer asleep. I have a tired arm with which I hold her leg. I turn it over, put it on all fours and ... The process has begun again. Increase the pace. She moans ...I am more and more driven into her penis ...
- More ... More ... Yes! So ... So ... Deeper ... More ... More ...
I'm already covered in soap, sweat is flowing down my back ...
More ... More ... Yescheeeeeee ...
I feel her approaching orgasm, I am also at the peak ...
I put my hand between her legs, I find the clitoris ...
- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa ...
The pace is already beyond ...
A spasm ran through her body and she went limp ... I hold her waist and do not let her fall on the bed, I need a little more ... A member twitches, again and I feel a blissful state when a member ejaculates sperm ...
We are lying side by side, both tired ... But both satisfied ...
She turns on her back ... For several minutes we lie in complete silence, only we can hear our breathing.
- Good ... Sorry to lose such a lover ...
Sadness can be heard in her voice ...
- Be sure to lose?
She smiled, got up, took a robe and went out ...
Good lord How good to me!
She was not long enough, I even managed to doze off.
Rita came out of the bedroom, Margarita Viktorovna returned. Another look, another face, there was a complete reincarnation.
- Ritul, is everything all right?
- Why did you do that? - the voice is hard and harsh, - Are you of the same age a little? You also dragged me into bed?
- Stop ... It is not yet known who dragged whom!
- Yes, what do you understand ... You do not know anything about me and my life ... - she was silent for a while, - For the last five years I have only been engaged in trying to escape from this hole. I work like a damned ... I refuse everything in myself ... Even in my personal life ... And finally, I was offered a chair in a prestigious institute. And if someone finds out about my affair with a student ... I am finished! Believe me There are those who want to take advantage of this information ... And if you now thought flashed ... Look into my eyes! Sash ... What happened between us is an accident! And no one should know about this, do you understand me?
- Of course!
- I will make you the only offer. And your right to accept it or not. But remember, if you talk ... I'll lie with my bones, but then you will fly out of the university. Even if they fire me, I'll find a way. Believe me!
- Come on without threats ... What do you suggest?
- Clever boy! So! I am the head of the department of your main specialization, and I will do everything that you had excellent grades ... Of course, you will have to take couples, both for tests and exams ... Grades will be excellent. Course and diploma I will make you ... Decide ... The second sentence will not ...
- Rita ... Thank you, of course ... But I'm with you not for ratings! We had a great time, and I'm not going to ruin your life! As for what happened between us ... So, there was nothing! I just walked you home and went to sleep at my place. So it was?
- I vaguely remember ... But it seems so ... Thank you!
- The only thing I can ask you ... And that is not for myself ...
- Vika?
- Yes!
- Agreed!
- And yet ... Rita, if you feel bad, you don’t have to look for adventures in the bar. You can just call me!
At home I was waiting for another surprise. Olya was lying on the sofa in her underwear - a bra, panties, belt and stockings with suspenders. The view was stunning. But now I was tired and exhausted ... And I wanted to sleep ... But as soon as I crossed the threshold, it began ...
- No, you just look at this doggy. Again all night somewhere around the girls was hanging around ...
- Did I miss something? BUT? Are you jealous?
- Here's another ... I counted on just a little digging this night with you! Preparing, waiting! And you just threw me! Yes! Yes!
And she rose from the couch and began to spin in front of me.
- What do you think? Like? Well ... what to say ...
In the new linen Olya looked just magical! It went and attractive at the same time as a girl with a turnover of a glossy magazine. A quick glance at this beast was enough to make your pants cramped.
- You don `t want me?
- Forgive Ol, but ... It ... It was a misunderstanding ...
- What? Misunderstanding? That is, as? You want to say, walked, stumbled and accidentally fell as a member of my pi ... do? And now you say that it was just a misunderstanding! You ... You ...
- Well, something like this...
- You bastard! And I thought ... I don't need anything from you.I do not demand to marry me! I do not demand that you stop your life as a dog! I just want you to sometimes draw your attention to me. That's all ...
Tears flowed from her eyes. She covered her face with her hands and fell on the sofa. She roared, buried in a pillow, while still muttering something ... The words could not be disassembled ... Her shoulders shook ...
Heck! I didn’t want to offend her at all, I just wanted her to fall behind me. I didn’t sleep well at night, it’s still a conversation with Margot ...
She put on a new lingerie especially for me! I will not hide, the kind of ass, covered with new panties, was awesome ... I felt sorry for her.
- Olya! Stop it ... Well, forgive me ... I did not mean to offend you! True!
I sat next to her on the sofa and began to stroke her on the head. I felt sorry for her, although she was still that bitch ... I kissed her shoulder, then again ...
- Olenka ... Stop ... Forgive me ... I'm a fool ...
She turned her head towards me.
“I know ...” she said through tears.
- Well, that's good ... Come to me ...
Olya pressed against my chest, I continued stroking her ... The roar stopped, she only sobbed occasionally ...
- Let's go to my place?
Olga silently nodded. I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, laid her on the bed ...
- I am now ... Just take a shower ... Ok?
She nodded her head again.
Cool water streams brought my thoughts in order. It's time for me to deal with my women! Vika ... She has a boyfriend. But it's not a problem. The problem is that she keeps me on the course. And rapprochement was not expected. Margo ... When I see her, I can't think of anything else! I feel arousal and desire. She is much older than me, although it is not so important. In the last conversation, she clearly made it clear that there would be no continuation! Olya ... It was all difficult and not clear. She, of course, quite nice ... But whimsical and bitchy ... Although, occasionally quite friendly and easygoing. And I will not hide, I often had the desire to fuck her ... Oksana, Masha and others ... It’s good to meet with them without obligations ... They frolicked and fled ... And so it turned out that Olya is currently the only acceptable option . Plus we live together, that is, under the same roof.
When I returned to the bedroom, she slept curled up. I lay down next to me, I also had to sleep, I was very tired ...
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I must admit that by the third episode, the narrative began to show signs of realism. And then at the beginning, such a cheap popular fairy tale was, as if in this narrative not the fifth, but the first course is described. I even hesitated, and the author himself received a higher education, or bought a diploma after studying a couple of years in absentia ...)))
Any excuses, like, - This is a customer, such a freak that he asked to write so wryly, I don’t even want to listen. If the author cannot fulfill the order, retaining the common sense of the story, this is evidence not only of the lack of talent and literary skill, but also an indicator of laziness and lack of creativity of the writer.
Well, going back to the text, I note that Sasha Fadeev, of course, could have been an economist, a physicist, a lyricist, but by the will of the author he became a lawyer.
I will not argue that if the main character is a slacker and a bummer, then he doesn’t care in which university of the country to study, the main thing is not to study and do nothing. But here I want to note that the author shows his hero as a boy, quite sensible to himself, at least against the general background of fellow students and fellow students. That, in principle, is not surprising. In law school, the fifth year, this is already a lawyer and in fact there we are talking about specialization, internships and writing a diploma. What is already there is an educational routine, I do not recall.
If you do not go to the red diploma, then in the last year you can appear once a week or a couple of times a month. And in the dean's office from the middle of the fourth year they told: “Drive on everything, write a diploma.”
And the most violent teachers, and this is usually from among the young assistant professors, the dean of the faculty personally sandwiched and brought to life, such as exercising at first-year students, and leave the graduation course alone ...
We, for example, went to the seminars, and the lectures were all “on the side”, even if they were read for the whole flow, only a few of the pathological honors went to them. The rest were concerned about the participation in conferences and publications, what would be what to insert into the diploma in the form of a link to their own works and publications. In any case, in our university was so. We did not plagiarize and “Ball” in the university did not hold, but a special cruelty, the last year was not.
In provincial universities, everything is simpler and diplomas are written for carbon copy, so the boy, Sasha Fadeev, if he studied at least a little at Moscow University, would have nothing to do at provincial lectures. Nothing interesting, they could not tell him there. I believe that he could teach a lot to local teachers ...
I, for example, was not an outstanding lawyer and a round pupil, but by the end of the third year, it was clear that there was nothing more to study in the university program, they began to duplicate everything I had conscientiously learned in the first two courses, and I’d better master the specialization . This is an axiom.
To expand the legal outlook, I was disciplined, I had internships in various departments and dragged around student scientific conferences in different towns, so the general format of the plot is clear to me. And in the fourth year, I spent half a year in France, like an exchange. So there, we were also taken once a fortnight to provincial colleges and high schools as “overseas animals” ... I tell you, everything is the same as ours. The province is the same everywhere ...))) Tosca, gossip, everyone is afraid of burning up in a primitive promiscuity and periodically scorching ...)))
Here it should be noted that the scene of casual drinking by a fifth-year student with a strict one, the subsequent stormy night and the scene of the morning explanation are spelled out by the author so masterfully that even the motives of each gesture, word and look are completely understandable.
The main tragedy of the province, that everything is in plain sight. For example, it is impossible to call in for refueling and not meet several acquaintances. Therefore, the meeting of Fadeev and Margo in a bar or club was predetermined in its own way. I believe that she thought she was beneath her dignity at the department with other teachers, and to be drunk at home alone is humiliating for a young and glamorous woman.
The bar is certainly not the best place, but in the end it is participation in society. The woman sitting at the bar in any case has a companion in the form of a bartender, well, and the rest ... This is a signal to others that the evening is free for a woman, and she is not averse to drink. Well, and the rest ... To the thirty-year-old aunt, men on the street are embarrassed to get acquainted, and in the bar after two or three shots tequilas are surprisingly bold and energetic. And it’s not even necessary to leave with them to go nuts, the fact that they stick to you pleasantly warms the soul and increases the self-esteem of a woman who constantly and daily observes the carefree sexual freedom of her students, and she can’t afford any liberties to ruin her career.
There is of course a chance to run into a student’s club, but firstly, students in the provinces do not have a bubble, a decent bar, and for reasons of primitive economy, it’s easier to plump in nature, in the stairwell or the nearest hostel. And here we must admit that Margo showed due diligence here and sat down at the bar not in the nearest bar from the university, but walked through the fresh air for 15 minutes, which is one and a half kilometers.
Well, in itself, the appearance of Fadeev did not make her faint from horror. Firstly, he was alone, and there is still a question of who will be more trusted if it comes to fights ... And secondly, drinking in a bar, in his spare time, is not in itself punishable, unlike teachers ’tents with students .. .
Well, in the third, Margo did not consider him an idiot, sensibly sensing that the teacher who is automatically included in the commission on state and writes reviews for diplomas, will always find a common language with a graduate student. Well, flirting for the species, unceremoniously and frankly with him swelling.
I don’t think that the bed with him was part of her original plans, but she didn’t break for long when the cute student showed assertiveness didn’t become ...
Well, and the fact that she missed a crazy student & ble, she didn’t even hide. And she demonstrated that she was not only a good student at the university, but also learned something in graduate school ...)))
Here, it should be noted that she was proud of her aunt and was frankly afraid to blunder in front of a pretty boy who flew out of Moscow because of the fornication of the girls, and then to him, all the best girls stood in line and “given” with the first click of their fingers. In other words, an experienced teacher sucked so mentally, efficiently and gently that even impressed with the erotic delights of a Muscovite impressed.
Well, and natr @ having a heartfelt sleep and sleep, the auntie immediately realized the scale of the problem she was in, if the boy begins to gossip about her rampant alcoholism and sexual promiscuity with the students. Well, and since she was sensible to her aunt, she did not consider an idiot to be moderately cynical and did not consider an idiot, she offered him a deal.
But in this narrative not the transaction itself is interesting, but the ritual part accompanying its conclusion.
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“... It came from the bedroom of Rita, returned Maggrith Victor. A different look, a different face, a complete concession.
- Ritul, everything in order?
- Why did you do this? - the voice is hard and sury, - are you young women small? You still and me in blood dragged? ... "
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I read, like honey saw. Itself a couple of times in my life, due to a misunderstanding, it turned out to be in a similar situation, when it is necessary to urgently bring to life a man who is dependent on you in the service, and with whom you misunderstood the night. And then if you want to save yourself from gossip and intrigue, and from ill-considered actions, you need, relatively speaking, to instantly change into a trainer’s costume, pick up the whip and stick and thrash it cruelly, hard and fast.
From myself, I note that keeping the distance in communication with a man who saw you naked in general is not an easy task, and putting a man who saw you all night in different poses and whose genitals you licked with slavish obedience an hour ago for the place people with steel nerves and iron will. But sometimes, otherwise, you just have to step on the throat of your own song, and wind it around your hand like a mooring rope on a yacht.
It should be noted that Margo conducted these negotiations almost flawlessly. And it turned out all the more expressively, that not only in the evening but also in the morning both sides continued to play for a rate increase and took a lot of risks. Margot, in the event of a scandal promulgation, parted her career prospects and was doomed to rotten as an assistant professor at the department in this province, and Sasha Fadeyev, in turn, flew out and uniforms, and almost guaranteed thundered into the army, instead of continuing to eat all the chickens in this hen house.
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Only the whole story, the author invented not himself, but from the game Twists of my life. True, this does not detract from the work of the author of this series of stories. Well written.
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