/ The authors / Eva Prostoeva
I stood at the window of the carriage and peered into the frosty glass from the frost. The merry lights of our noisy capital floated by, dressed up in anticipation of New Year's celebrations. The atmosphere of the upcoming holiday was felt in everything: in the blinking of multi-colored garlands, in the fashionable beauties of the spruce trees, which replaced their ordinary outfit with immodest bright tinsel, in flashes in the evening sky of premature salutes happy ...
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"At work you need to think about work ... At work you need to think about work ... At work you have to think ..."
Damn, what the hell is work, when the thought of a completely different mind? What happened to me was wrong, even if I see shades of sexual lust even in simple things.
Oh, what are the thick markers? And what strange associations emerge in my head ... If I’d lower tights now and ... and ... and ... In impatient excitement from such crazy thoughts, I start to fumble my ass around the chair. I shut my eyes and stupid like a mantra ...
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Damn, what the hell is work, when the thought of a completely different mind? What happened to me was wrong, even if I see shades of sexual lust even in simple things.
Oh, what are the thick markers? And what strange associations emerge in my head ... If I’d lower tights now and ... and ... and ... In impatient excitement from such crazy thoughts, I start to fumble my ass around the chair. I shut my eyes and stupid like a mantra ...
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INSTEAD OF PROLOGUE.
Dear friends! On the eve of the new year I want to give you this light ironic parody on the theme of the well-known film, without which, perhaps, not a single New Year's Eve party can do, for many years in a row. It was not just my competitive forum work, but also a modest tribute to the memory of a great director. I hope he would not be too offended by this so free interpretation of the cinema masterpiece. I tried as much as possible to keep a pleasant irony and lyrical plot motifs in ...
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Dear friends! On the eve of the new year I want to give you this light ironic parody on the theme of the well-known film, without which, perhaps, not a single New Year's Eve party can do, for many years in a row. It was not just my competitive forum work, but also a modest tribute to the memory of a great director. I hope he would not be too offended by this so free interpretation of the cinema masterpiece. I tried as much as possible to keep a pleasant irony and lyrical plot motifs in ...
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The iron door slammed shut behind us. After the tiring heat that melts the asphalt of city streets, it was even pleasant to be in the light coolness of the high-rise entrance. But I wanted to get to Leshina’s apartment as soon as possible and finally throw off the clothes that were beginning to stick to the sweaty body. I was about to run up the stairs, but Alex held me by the elbow. - What? - I was surprised.
But instead of answering, he drew me to him with one sharp movement and bit into the lips ...
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But instead of answering, he drew me to him with one sharp movement and bit into the lips ...
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And in those ancient times there lived people on earth, and angels in heaven. But life on earth was difficult and dangerous. And people did not appreciate their world, inherited from their ancestors. And the frequent guests of their homes were not happiness and not joy, but grief, hunger and disease. Despair and anger settled in their hearts and souls. More and more often, they looked at the sky with anguish and envied those who lived there. But the angels from heaven looked down upon and were indifferent to their pleas and pleas for help. People could not ...
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The sequel to the acclaimed blockbuster "Taste of Lemon" https://eroticspace.info/story/2015-05-04/vkus-limona.html
Beautiful Roxy slowly recovered in the hot tropical sun. Consciousness slowly returned to her pretty head. In her delicate sensitive nose sharply struck the smell of smoke from a fire somewhere near. Opening her lovely eyes, she suddenly found herself crucified, lying on palm leaves surrounded by lemons.I tried to rise from this unusual fruit bed, but the vines tightly entangling her legs and arms did not allow her to even move. All she could do was raise her head a little to look around. The picture that presented her to a slightly clouded gaze terrified and made her whole body shudder with fear.
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Beautiful Roxy slowly recovered in the hot tropical sun. Consciousness slowly returned to her pretty head. In her delicate sensitive nose sharply struck the smell of smoke from a fire somewhere near. Opening her lovely eyes, she suddenly found herself crucified, lying on palm leaves surrounded by lemons.I tried to rise from this unusual fruit bed, but the vines tightly entangling her legs and arms did not allow her to even move. All she could do was raise her head a little to look around. The picture that presented her to a slightly clouded gaze terrified and made her whole body shudder with fear.
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The sun's rays timidly made their way through the half-closed curtain on the window of a country house. Reflected from a small mirror hanging on the wall opposite, the bunny fell on my pillow and, running through my disheveled hair, gently tickled my eyelashes. While still in a half asleep state, I tried to dismiss his palm. But the naughty morning guest was not even going to leave, continuing to tease my freckles with his annoying little light. Slightly wrinkling nose, I sip on sweet ...
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Well, leaving? ... Leave ...
And do not wake up the extinct feelings.
I'm tired of keeping you
Unable to continue the flour.
Well what are you standing in the door,
Oh, the ring is going - go.
But you delay something you, my friend.
Can it be doubt
In your head were born,
In my soul, my hope spilled.
And now, for the umpteenth time,
Tonu I am in the pool of desirable eyes.
And from the arms of your arms
Suddenly, the heart beat quickened.
And the body is torn from the clothes,
In anticipation of high hopes.
And you tear my robe off,
Breathing feminine scent.
And you whisper ...
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And do not wake up the extinct feelings.
I'm tired of keeping you
Unable to continue the flour.
Well what are you standing in the door,
Oh, the ring is going - go.
But you delay something you, my friend.
Can it be doubt
In your head were born,
In my soul, my hope spilled.
And now, for the umpteenth time,
Tonu I am in the pool of desirable eyes.
And from the arms of your arms
Suddenly, the heart beat quickened.
And the body is torn from the clothes,
In anticipation of high hopes.
And you tear my robe off,
Breathing feminine scent.
And you whisper ...
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I am writing an erotic story, and since there are elements of BDSM in order not to lose face, I decided to approach this issue seriously and creatively. In short, I decided to try all his subtle charms on my body. Having studied the relevant literature, sketched a rough scenario. After the short casting, my old time-tested friend and work colleague Fedor was chosen to play the role of my “master”. Comrade, he was trouble-free and not least talkative. Although we had purely friendly relations with him, we consoled each other several times because of hopelessness, and not only in an upright position. Frankly, both times I was a little drunk.
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