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- Well, how? - Playfully asked the girl.
- Very impressive, and you're done! - I replied with a little trembling voice.
Alina returned to the massage.
She gently smoothed my legs and back, thrashed my buttocks and slightly touched my scrotum with my hand, but then removed her hands from there. After thirty minutes of such a massage, we ran out of wine. I remembered that William Lawson's started whiskey in my fridge, which I offered to drink by mixing with Coke. Alina pulled away from the massage and allowed me to get up.
I sat back to her again and began to pull on my underpants.
- I can turn away so that you do not wear panties on the oily body. She said, manneredly covering her eyes with one hand.
This gesture was a joke. Emboldened, I straightened up and walked towards the kitchen, with my side sight feeling how Alina followed me with a look. Taking everything I needed, I went back to the bedroom. My dick was half-excited, and I rather lay on my stomach.
We continued the massage and drank the temples, I made a compliment to her figure.
- You have a wonderful figure, I noticed.
- Yeah, did you notice? Oh, thanks. She flirted. - And we will not do massage in front?
- We will. - I said, no longer able to restrain myself. Degree in the room all increased.
Alina proceeded to massage my legs again. She began with her toes, then she massaged her calf muscles, and so, gradually, she reached the upper part of her thighs. She, at first, touched the hands of my risen member, then she took it in her hand and laid it on her stomach, continuing to massage my scrotum and the net. I lay, enjoyed this gentle and slippery sensations. She took a bottle of oil and defiantly poured herself an additive in the handle. Alina proceeded to the lingam, and began to sip the skin on my penis, proming her head with her fingertips. Her movements were slow, but gradually they picked up a more active pace. She literally grabbed the base of the barrel with both hands and began milking my booby, who was all swollen from such caresses.
Movement picked up speed, Alina slightly leaned in front of my dick, her elbows oppressed her breasts, and she had it slightly bulged out of her bra. Tilting her body up and down, she continued to massage my penis, slightly touching the head of her chest.
Her movements gained amplitude, and the head reached the lips, touching the lower lip a couple of times. Her hair fell on her face, and I did not see what she was doing, but I felt that something wet and cold was touching the head slightly. Then I felt something liquid spill over my dick. Apparently, Alina let her spit at him. After that, she pulled away, brushing her hair back, and continued to milk the shaky, slobbering trunk.
Five minutes later she went to massage her upper body, and I spoke to her.
- And by the way, what about body massage?
- Oh, yes, I forgot. But then I have to do it without underwear, I do not have a swimsuit, and I do not want to get it dirty. - answered Alina, I heard a slight shiver in her voice.
- OK, I do not mind. - I said and Alina laughed.
- Ahah, well, damn, I have not done this massage yet. She said, scratching her nose. - well, roll over, try.
“Can I not roll over?” I can cover my eyes. Just lying so well, and it is convenient to smoke hookah, and whiskey has not finished.
Alina, having a little delayed, turned away, unbuttoned the bra behind her back, and gently took it off, laying it to the side. Then she sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled off her panties.
- Cover your eyes? - Alina appealed to me.
- Need to? - arrogantly asked the masseuse.
- Well yes. - shy girl.
I turned my head a little to one side, and Alina sank to her feet and began to rub her body. At first, she rubbed her elastic chest, hands, and stomach, and then lifted herself higher and sat on the foot, rubbing her toes with her sex lips.I began to reach out to her knees with my hands and lightly stroked them, and with my big toe I tried to rub her clit a little and get inside, but I barely managed to get my finger close to the entrance, so Alina immediately pulled away a little.
Alina turned her back and continued rubbing her already lush buttocks. It was somehow dry, she smeared herself all over with oil in the front, and she forgot it from behind.
- Can you apply butter? - I asked.
- Y-Y-yes, of course. - confusedly with a shiver Alina answered and gave me the oil. She moved closer to the groin area and drove her buttocks along her penis and thighs.
I opened the bottle and straight plentifully poured it on her ass, trying to get a second hand and smear everything.
- Ah ... - Alina moaned slightly with a shudder and jerked from my hand, but then, with her ass rotations, she came back and rolled my penis in different directions, like an arrow of a clock.
I was already bolder and just tried to touch her oily butt on every rotation. Alina sometimes took out my penis with the petals of her pussy, and I felt a light bristle of soft sexual lips.
Then Alina turned around to face me again and continued rubbing the front as well. I touched her knee and stretched to her chest, lightly touching her chest with the back of her fingers. Alina was shaking, and she periodically lowered my palm from her chest, but when I pressed her knees to her, she did not resist anything.
Alina sat down on the side and started rubbing her breasts over the penis, stomach and torso. I reached out with one hand to her ass and touched her holes confusedly. It was very hard to breathe, Alina also breathed very deeply and all her exhalations were heard.
- Come on can the body onto the body completely? - I asked.
Alina stopped, sat on her legs and folded her hands on her knees. She did not think long about something, then sat down again on me, having thrown a leg over me. She lay on me and slid along my whole body. Every such slip and she pischechka touched my dick. Alina was rolling up and down - up and down ... Her breathing became more and more characteristic. Our bodies were squished by the oil when Alina otlipala his booty from my pelvis.
Once Alina slipped very well, and my cock penetrated her, but did not stay there for a long time because of the amplitude of her slip. At this moment Alina howled slightly.
- Aaaah ... - she squealed.
This scream seemed so appropriate to me. It was as if she told them that she was very good, but she scolded herself and tried to say to herself “no”, as if she was doing something bad. She may have thought about the boy she lives with, but as she explained to me that he doesn’t value her much, they only meet for a couple of months.
I grabbed her waist and pressed her to her, reducing the amplitude of the slip on my body. Her face lingered on my face and our mouths were open. We breathed into each other's mouth, and I reached for her lips to gobble up her with kisses. Alina unconvincingly pulled away from me, while sometimes jerking at the meeting, with sharp movements, licking my mouth and tongue.
Below Alina in circular motions drove with a pussy on my standing, swollen member. She even sat down a little on her head, torturing both herself and me with such games. Everything was in the oil, our bodies squelched by tapping the basins. Alina addressed me.
- Wear a condom to “massage” to protect? She asked in a heavy voice.
And then I froze. “Mmmm ... what an irony!” I thought. So colorfully prepared a box for a massage, but forgot to buy the most important thing.
- Do you have a case no? otherwise I forgot to buy. - I asked.
- No, I usually do not go for condom massages. - Alina laughed.
I wanted her so much that I really thought to spit on her fucking essence and fuck like that, but it was rash and Alina after my question immediately got off of me.
Began the search for a condom. Having looked at all the lockers in the bath and in other rooms, I went back to Alina and saw that she had already thrown herself on something and was about to go to the bathroom to wash off the oil.
I was so upset, and from the sight of Alina, I saw that she, too, really wanted me to take her.
- Let me quickly run away, the store is on a 24-hour shop in the next street, I will be very fast in five minutes, you will not even have time to finish your whiskey.
- Ok, come on. - Alina thoughtfully said.
Until the girl changed her mind, I quickly dressed and ran away. Quickly reaching the store, I bought two packs of Durex and wandered back. It was cold outside, winter was coming, I was all wet and in oil, wanting to fuck this beauty sooner. Returning home, I found that the door was not closed and there was no one in the house.
"Mlyat, edit your tyit!" - I swore. Such an evening down the drain.
I opened the phone and saw a message from Alina.
A: Sorry, I had to go, there were cases.
D: Is everything all right? You kind of planned to stay (((
A: Sorry, though things have appeared, you do not think. You can not transfer money for this session, the next time then work out!)
D: Right? Okay, good night to you then)
Alina did not read my last message this night. Thinking about what happened, I jerked off and went to bed.
Damn two I'll stop at that. With this world of masseuses, I still have only to eat!
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Bliiin))) it was clear that she would leave, always in such situations the girl would change her mind, especially her boyfriend.
Very intriguingly written))) will be continued? By the way, I know such sites where massage is offered, my friend had a similar story.
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A funny story came out, read “like honey saw” ...))) It was like turning over an album with reproductions of Francisco Goya, the founder of Spanish romanticism. Like many of his contemporaries, he began with paintings on biblical themes, but earned his fame with paintings from the lives of ordinary people and everyday subjects. But we must pay tribute to, Goya’s nudity was amazing, but in terms of emotion and frankness, on the verge of porn.
I'm not a great lover of porn in the style of three X, but the lyrics, when adults, only dance and stroke each other on the ass all night, seem to me excessively vegetarian. In the end, it is innocent to walk with the boy holding the handle, it is normal in the fifth grade, by the seventh it is decent to allow the boy to kiss himself under the moon, and by the ninth grade the educated girls master oral sex. This is me to the fact that an adult girl should be able to stop wriggling in time if she was at night in the same apartment as the man who had invited her.
If, who does not know, despite the silly appearance and naive flapping of eyelashes, students know perfectly well why they are actually invited when they offer to feed the fish in an aquarium, or to see a collection of stamps, at night after visiting a nightclub ...
He appreciated your outfit and sexuality of movement on the dance floor, and he calls home to see you naked and fuck in a knee-elbow pose.
Alex_R writes lightly and romantically, and his characters are touching to the vulgarity and innocent to vulgarity. It turns out silly as a glossy porn magazine adapted for minors, like everything is the same, but all intimate places are taped with asterisks. As a result, porn looks like a wet highway littered with maple leaves.
The heroes of the story are adults, people at first glance, but both such infants cannot and do not offer personal relationships or services offered by Dima Boy, judging by the description, he has a job, he has an apartment and is engaged in sports to maintain form, and the god not offended. In any case, the ratio of 180 cm. 90 kg. quite a European standard. Here you can easily and in the tram meet, the average student, if not undress immediately, the phone will give, already in order to have a backup option, just in case.
But this “macho” god did not endow with brains and instead of romantic acquaintances, he goes to the gym, where with the persistence of a woodpecker he pushes iron and mates on a carpet with the same sluggish minds as himself. It is symptomatic that even in a sauna after a workout, these males do not discuss women, like all normal guys, but canned massage and a healthy lifestyle. The feeling is that this public is not a quarter, but fifty years ago ...)))
The whole boy’s fantasy Dima was only enough to come home to climb a dating site, where, after much hesitation between masseurs and masseuses, he makes a difficult choice in favor of the latter and invites a girl who promises him not only Magic Massage at home but also a set of erotic delights in the form of a massage "lingam" ...
Here it should be noted that Dmitry, as soon as he heard that the girl was ready to hold him even for pussy, he immediately forgot that he was looking for a canned massage and immediately agreed to all the conditions of a young masseuse. I certainly agree that the man is a primitive creature, but to portray him as such a pathological moron is clearly redundant, but the author knows better. After all, these are his characters.
Now a few words about the girl.
Of course, she behaves in a markedly restrained way, but it’s pretty obvious that she’s already in that relaxed, benevolent disposition of body and spirit, when in fact she’s already providing intimate services (on the road) in foreign beds for loot, but she’s still embarrassed to talk about it directly and call your price ...))) I think just afraid to sell cheap in every sense.
All this looks funny and touching at the same time. The girl meets a guy in the internet, offers him massage services on a commercial basis, which is not against the law. Then she comes to his house looking for the night, knowing that she is ready to stay overnight. Vigorously knits him a wither, then strips naked and long lobe in oil over his body, and then temperamentally namit him eggs and genitals calling this action “Massage Lingam” ... Someone has doubts about how and what this evening will end (night) ...?
Of course, I am not a prude, but nine times out of ten this girl is still in the middle of a massage session. And in one thing, either a man is a complete impotent, or the girl is so terrible with herself that a man’s impotence develops not by day or hour, but by minutes and seconds ...))))
The paradox is that the girl, as a rule, does not mind that her tr @ hnuli. In the end, if you do not take care of beautifully and do not call for a date, then let it look like we met by chance at work, and work is massage ...)))
In the case of the boy Dima, the girl seemed to be not against light romance and temperamental sex after a massage session. Like, I'm not like that, the money was paid for the massage, and we had sex with love and mutual agreement. Like and decency met and the money purchased. But Dimon with his inhibition, and here he stepped to the full ...
At first, he forgot about primitive intimate hygiene. From myself, I note that a girl can forgive a man anything: The lack of a car, an apartment, money, brains, the ability to express their thoughts coherently, and so on ...But the smell of a goat and bushy thickets in the area of the ingenious groin area on the body, any will cause a gag reflex and persistent disgust. However, at the last moment Dmitry remembered about hygiene, but forgot about safe sex ...)))
And then a reasonable question arises: - Why, it is asked, to invite a girl to my house for the night looking, if you do not have prezik? You were going to play chess, or feed the fish?
In the old days, to get a girl into bed, you had to receive a blessing from your parents, give a wedding ring and call for marriage. Since then, contraception has taken a huge step forward, now in order to get a girl enough to get her favor and buy condoms. But men forget to do even that.
And after that someone will tell me that men have brains ...?
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Of course have. Only they go into energy saving mode when blood flows to another place.))) In general, your reviews are sometimes more interesting to read than the story itself. I understand that this is a creative process, but I would very much like to know your opinion regarding Alex’s previous story.
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But this is often the case :)
Men forget, and sometimes plan to have sex without condoms.
Anfisa, I hope the honey came to taste ...)
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Beautiful story. I like it. And men often do not have condoms for sure.
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