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We probably returned to the deck in about fifteen minutes, or maybe we were gone a little longer. Both reddened, covered with perspiration, Alla was in a hurry to fix her hair. But as I noticed, Lenka and Andryukha didn’t waste their time either: she hastily straightened the leotard of her bathing suit, and when she got out of the chaise longue, he had an erect member under his shorts. Without saying anything, they went to the cabin, and we settled in the lounge chairs, I just mentally waved my hand at the crumpled bed, which we never straightened after the hurried comfort.
Alla and I clinked glasses and drank, seizing slices of watermelon, which she cut with a knife from a large lobule and gave them to my mouth with our own hands.
And then it was light, and the four of us sat at a table on a drifting yacht, ate a delicious rich soup (I confess, after sex appetite was terribly agitated), drank alcohol, there were all sorts of other snacks, mostly vegetables and seafood. We animatedly chatted and somehow, as a matter of course, broke into pairs: I am with Alla, and Andrei is with Lena. Now we were no longer shy about our "legitimate" ones and quite openly flirted and cooed with their lovers. When it began to get dark, we threw the clothes on the floor and jumped overboard completely naked, not at all ashamed of each other. And swimming in the warm and dark water of the bay, the girls started one game: they alternately swam up to us with their arms and legs and kissed them on the lips. I kissed now with Alla, then with Lena feeling how their lips, their kisses and even the taste of their saliva differ. My vzdyblenny member then rested against the smooth pubis of Lena, then rubbed on Alla's rough hair and I longed for both of them, as I think Andrew. And at the end of our bathing, Lenka suddenly pressed herself against Alla and began to kiss her on the lips, but she did not blunder and gladly picked up this initiative.
When they climbed aboard, as always, resourceful Lenka shouted:
- We cooked and laid the table, and you boys remove. And we are in the shower.
And as soon as Andryukha and I had time to object to something, Lenka was already pulling a laughing Alla behind us down into the cabins. It remained only to guess what exactly they would do in the shower, so we quickly cleaned the table, and after drinking a glass we hurried after the girls, as Andryukha detained me near the ramp:
- Stas?
- BUT?
- I, it ... on the one hand, it seemed like I wanted to apologize that everything turned out this way ... well then, but on the other hand, it’s kind of now how it turned out ... and I ... you are angry with Lenka and me don't hold
- Then you and Alla do not hold me! And take care of her! Take care of both of them, while I am not on the shore!
We shook hands firmly and hurriedly ran down.
Alla and Lena were lying in bed and tenderly caressed while kissing, wrapping their arms and legs around each other’s bodies and moaning sweetly. Both were naked - they never dressed after bathing in the gulf and they did not go to any shower either, and now we were eagerly watching in the open doorway how our wives surrender to grow without us.
This scene terribly got me, but I think Andryukha too. I pulled off my shorts and, without clothes, slapped my bare feet to the wide bed, beating around her and lying down on the side of Lena. Andryukha followed my example and, on the other hand, was already settling in, hugging his wife, while she was sucking on the silicone lips of my wife. My member burst into the narrow hole of Lena almost simultaneously with Andrey, who abruptly entered Alla. Now our intertwined bodies resembled a single organism, dancing in a single dance of ecstasy. I intensively fucked my wife at the same time meeting Alla’s gaze, which her husband was pleasing, and it was a very exciting, insane, intimate feeling ...
So, since then we have been friends with families, and our relations have formed a kind of quadrilateral, but by no means sharp corners. I live now with Lena, then with Alla, and when I go on a flight, I think they all live in a threesome!
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- Anatolich? Duck you fuck us this sentimental story now told? Than it will help us right now in this situation.We hit, life in the balance, locked in the hold, if you have not yet noticed, and you about the women, fuck ...
- Yes, you wait, the senior mate! I mean that at home, I'm not alone, but two whole women are waiting! So I can’t die at all, twice as much as I can, sech? So that's what I think, brothers! It is necessary to bring down these Somali pirates, seize our ship from them and head for homeland. Therefore, Black Sea sailors, who come closer to me, listen carefully, I have such a plan ...
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Just a masterpiece!) Author, yes you are talented - you really can write books!) Cool story!
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masterpiece!
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Interesting psychological study, not banal.
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read half of the page. Excellent language skills. Then I forgot why I began to read.
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SEVENTEEN FLOOR
I can not explain this phenomenon, but upon reading it seems that all the characters in the story are people you have known well for a long time. And rationally - the confident charm of the protagonist is so fascinating. It is clear that he, like all the other persons in this narrative, is a hostage of his own complexes and stereotypes, but on the whole his complacency and the picture breadth of gestures cannot but admire ...
I would even dare to nominate this story for the title of the story of February, but unfortunately this competition has long been forgotten, so just accept my respect for your quadrangular Love Story
Instead of banal porn with scuffles and family showdowns in the style of communal drama, we got a graceful philosophical and psychological study on the topic, “All women are bl @ di, all men are ...”.
And here, I can not help but remember the story on this topic, which was discussed last week (“Borders of Allegiance” by Kiko), and so there jealous husband at a country party accidentally encounters a gazebo in the garden, where his colleague tries to breed his wife sex is not excited from this scene and the whole weekend spies on the dates of his wife and jerks off without getting out of the bushes, and when the lover finally starts her tr @ hut is in shock, then goes berserk, loudly slam the door leaves from the summer house, and then routinely divorces from wife, as if only this moment, and waited all five years of marriage.
Men are generally individualists and proprietors in their own way, and when it comes to the woman with whom he sleeps, this individualism is multiplied by jealousy, and the woman finds herself in the position of a dog that has planted a chain and is waiting for a walk. However, despite the natural pathological jealousy, to represent your girlfriend as a boy who copulates with another person or defiantly sucks off a stranger, this is the favorite game of all boys. In this case, the male fantasy paints scenes of such filthy depravity, that boys sooner or later complacent that this CAN NOT BE BECAUSE IT CAN NOT BE IT NEVER.
Truckers, crewmen, and seafarers, in this regard, is doubly harder, firstly it takes a long time without a beloved woman, and secondly sad because the sweetheart is the only thing that prevents consolation in others' embraces while the husband on my way...)))
I do not approve of adultery, but also for women who sit without sex for months and against this background indulge in easy fornication, I treat with understanding.
Sailor Lenochka, judging by the plot intrigue, is twenty-three years old, or a little less, and the main entertainment that she has been offered by family life is to wait for the weather and seaman’s husband at the sea. And if to take into account that she was deprived of a normal riotous youth, because instead of a succession of love novels and on-duty walking on her hands, she was practically taken away from school by a temperamental and impetuous sailor. If we add to this that the groom was almost twice as old as the bride, then expecting from her an insane love for this old man would be too naive.
However, relations in this family were quite comfortable and the post-trip annoyance of the spouse invariably gave way to his complete absence, when the girl was left to herself and could make up for the bed variety of which was deprived by early marriage. In other words, the routine female blessing in this family was predetermined, both by the youth and the spectacular appearance of the young wife, and by the constant care of the experienced sailor on a distant voyage.
Apparently, the young wife walked while he was on the voyage, an experienced sailor not only guessed, but faithfully believed, but was personally convinced that he could not, which led his picture of the world to cognitive dissonance. And after returning from a flight a day earlier than the officially scheduled date, Stanislav, with the excitement of a secret agent, enters his own apartment, And ... the mousetrap slams.
No offense, but I had the impression that the experienced boatswain was delighted, as the child saw men's sneakers in the hallway and heard the sound of water in the bathroom. Well, having already found the closet of his wife's lover, he felt such a delight at all, as if he hit the casino jackpot, and instantly dragged poor Andrew to the kitchen to wash TAKE LOVED WITH FULL.
It is curious that, having looked and tried the “Passenger” at the strength of character and sense of humor, Stanislav was clearly pleased that his wife was rubbing @ not sneaking like a nerd-intellectual, but a normal strong guy, a heavy boxer with embossed musculature, stylish tattoos and strong nerves.
The latter, by the way, relieves both conflicting parties from fighting with their fists, and the landlord provides the opportunity to compete in arm wrestling, where he feels like a fish in water. As a result, after losing the fight in his arms and amusing the hero's pride, Andrew receives a consolation prize in the form of the possibility of Tr @ hat Lenochka almost in front of her husband, well, at any time when her husband is on a voyage.
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Separately, I note literary impeccability of the text. Rasskazik is strong, not even the plot intrigue, although it is uncommon, (Adam's couple know how to write out a storm in the ocean from a storm in a glass), but with psychological sketches that are beyond all praise.
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“... But you know, fucking, it is reckless to watch, when your hell in the wake of you, someone else's boyfriend, especially, when you guess or know what changes you, you know. At me already her in the downturned dyes, when she came to him.
Passenger fattened it out at the beginning, but it was a little weaker to her on the rider, and even then behind her neck. Adopted the rule of My game, sweetheart! ... "
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Itself many times in my life I observed that men peel away from their own suspicions and jealousy, especially when they themselves believe in their suspicions and represent treachery in colors. True real life, when an unlucky husband finds his spouse with someone else's mouth in his mouth enters him into such a stupor, as if he sees aliens, and not living people who are passionate about carnal pleasures.
The male psyche is generally a “system” in unstable equilibrium, and it was more pleasant to read the author’s sketches on how such a pompous turkey and a boastful peacock like Stanislav tries to push the boundaries of his family tolerance and sexual range.
Well, it is impossible not to say a few words about the apotheosis of the narrative, when Stanislav, being carried away by his erotic exercises, temperamentally plays his own spouse in the kitchen and enjoys not so much sex as the realization that his wife's lover tensely watches the process, then hospitably invites the young man to join, and at that moment, when the insidious traitor traditionally takes a young lover's dick in his mouth, the bar falls from him, his eyes are filled with blood and he is ready to break the neck of a poor girl, of whom only that treated their new companion. And only the surging orgasm saves the whole company from the murder and stabbing.
How it breathes true life and male inconsistency in half with unpredictability, I just cried with delight.
HAPPY YOU BOYS, HAPPY DAY OF THE PROTECTOR of poor women from the dangers that lie in the way of life ...)))
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Dear Anfisa T !!! Such a powerful article to the story of 4 angles, just the best gift by February 23! Bravo to you !!! Hooray!!!
/ Ruslan A. /
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It seems to be a “trivial triangle”, suddenly turning into a beautiful 4-gon ...
Beautiful, sensual and sexy !!!
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Here it is, the wisdom of the "older friend" :)
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Thank! Exactly!!! Experience and wisdom !!!
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