Today's request to evaluate my ass was just a ploy to disturb my dad's mind. A peculiar Viagra.

Dad looked at three pictures of my ass in erotic lingerie of different styles. Said:

- I think it is in your great shape. As befits the asses of sports people. Who shot ...? Valya ...? But the breasts that you yesterday, we assume boasted small. But this is a matter of taste. As they say in my homeland: "You will be forced into the ruts, you may wish to speak!"

- Dad, I know that a boob that fits in one hand does not count as a breast, and therefore could not boast about it. Purely mechanically jumped out, as I do when you are at work. But about nudism in a single family, let's talk next time - I have to go.

I didn’t ask him about the size of her mother’s breasts when she was a girl; she didn’t see her photos. The conclusion is unequivocal - I went not into it.

Kissing him in the corner of his lips, I went to my dressing room. I put on my shoes in the hallway, when my mother, dressed in her uncle, went to the toilet, stopped, smiled at me and sent a kiss.

Arthur was waiting for me at the shop. Immediately spoke:

- Hello my friend. I thought and ...

- Hello ... Arthur. - my head swam only from one desire to say: "Beloved." I didn’t say right away, but then burst through me: - I agree! I agree to be called your girlfriend. I agree to be your favorite ... my favorite. I will become your woman, desired mine! Kiss it now!

MY Arthur kissed me. Once again, a pleasant dizziness that you want to feel longer. But darling soon pulled away. Asked:

- Is that really you, Alex? Not Alyonushka?

- Alena only for Vali. I do not remember why she called her so. We were with her for three years.

- But I called on the first day.

- I dreamed of you before. As I saw you, I immediately lost my head. Kiss more ...

- Not here ... better in the park ... An immodest nuance is noticeable in sportswear.

- Erection. - I said without emotion.

- Yes. - Arthur took my fingers in his hand and led me towards the park. In vain he hoped that there would be few people there: today, probably, the whole city decided to play sports.

You can't talk while running. But after passing the distance, we talked about our feelings, about dreams. And often, with breaks kissing.

In secret, (at least I) dreaming of seclusion in a secluded corner and the study of organs. Genitalia

By seven o'clock in the morning we were saying goodbye to my door. They said goodbye for only two hours, but as if for years. I took off my sweatshirt, tied it on Arthur's lower back, creating a kind of apron, and demanded a deadly kiss. He appreciated my idea, which allowed to hide the shame of an erection, pressing my tummy in the hardness of the shaft, dared to caress the breasts. And if I did not respect my parents, I would immediately pull him into my bedroom with all the ensuing consequences.

- Be patient until the evening, my love. - taking a pole with a palm, I sympathized.

- I endured for three years, I can take it for several hours. - Said and straightened the cup of the bra under the t-shirt. - See you, my dear and most beloved wolf.

***

On mum's twittering, I realized that the crowds of my efforts bore fruit. She did not tell me if my father knew about our persuasion, but that first time, she also danced, cooking dinner or cleaning up the kitchen. Then she was taller than me, smacked her nose, and winked conspiratorially. And the smell emanating from her turned my head, and I was moistened all day with just a glance at Arthur.

Now only approached her, smacked into the area of ​​the temple near the ear. But I didn't feel any aroma. Apparently she was thoroughly washed. And as I need to wash. It is even surprising that my father did not rise from the couch and did not start the replay with his female - after all, the scents emanating from me circled my mind.

The watering can shower, already a proven “partner”, is applied to the pubis, the water jets irritate the shekel and the sponges. My ideas that Arthur is now also in the bathroom, and likewise relieves the tension of the loins, lead me to my palm over the handle of the watering can. The fantasy is so realistic that I naturally disfigure my palm, which plays the role of my vagina.

The movements of the jets of water are synchronous with the movement of the “penis”, which divides my consciousness into two personalities - female and male. And all this is so bright and realistic, seemingly already passed, that brings me to the strongest orgasm, with a loud fall to the bottom of the bowl.

I lay in the fetal position, until my mother knocked, asked for permission to enter. She asked me what the noise was.

- slipped. Fell. Fractures and tremors do not notice. - sluggish. Needlessly sluggish answer mom.

- I got dizzy? Menstruation? - she must have understood the reason for my “collapse”, but she delicately kept silent.

- Not this, not another. Ass thin, bony. Elbow on the board hit, but okay, dear.

- Turn around, show the buttocks ... Yes, there will definitely be a bruise on your elbow ...

- You know that I'm not used to hematomas. In addition, today again parkourk and without wounds is unlikely to cost ... Brakes and headlights came up with panties, Mom. - my usual excuse to the request of the parent to be careful. “Movement is life! Extreme - food! ”Is our motto.

Mom shook her head, left the bathroom. After washing, I began to prepare for the upcoming parkour. I took the same folder on the paperman A3 format, putting in it a gift for Gali.

The gazebo did not have just a birthday girl. I quietly shook my head at Arthur, forbidding me to kiss my friends. Valya was sitting on Andrei's lap and whispering something in his ear. Gosh crushed in his hands a bouquet of carnations, which he could scrape up finance.

When Galya entered the gazebo, he first came up, holding out a bouquet, congratulated and kissed a corner of his mouth. Then he hugged and circled her around him. The girl kissed his lips and unlocked the ring of hands from his neck. Arthur gave a CD with a recording of his new song, which none of us had heard.

Valya and Andrei presented a chiffon scarf to the birthday girl with a predominantly turquoise hue. During this time I managed to open the folder and show everyone my gift.

- wow! It's me?! - Galya kissed me on the cheek, patted on the back of her hair.

- I undertake to make a frame for the picture! - said Yegor.

- It will be awesome! - I and Galya said in unison. I added: - By the way, this is not a bad craft. There are no baguette masters in our city. Guys, so that there are no surprises, I am in love with ... Arthur and please consider me as his girlfriend.

- Hooray-ah! - shouted girlfriends. Friends shook hands. Me and my beloved. He kissed me publicly, finally completing the ceremony.

- Tomorrow I invite you all to the cafe. Said my boyfriend. - I can not not mark this event.

“And I am today ... at four in the afternoon.” In my house. Parents on this occasion put all the preparations on me and will not return home until late. - said the birthday girl.

We still talked, waiting for the tram. In it, we sat in a couple. Arthur gave me the package. I looked at him and remembered that he did not give me the sweatshirt that covered up my erection. I responded to his wink with the same. Then I wondered - Arthur's family is also not from the rich. Mother raised him and older sister alone. And besides, my sister flew at the wrong time, another consumer appeared. I decided to warm it up financially - I in this squad are considered to be a wealthy child. The truth is not majestic as the kids of other neighbors, but my wallet is never empty.

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