The spotlights were blinding, the music was deafening, everyone was in a dance nirvana. What else do young people in the south need? Good booze, good music and of course good sex. You can not think about anything, forget about everything and indulge in debauchery. A sort of small Sodom - a city of debauchery. After a double shot of tequila, I felt completely good, and the intoxicating smell of freedom acted on me instantly. Suddenly, I felt hot breath in the back of my head and other people's hands at my waist, which descended lower and lower. I slowly turned around and saw a handsome young man who smiled at me with his white-toothed smile. As it turned out later, he was an Austrian.

Hello, my name is George, what's yours?

- I am Irina. How do you rest?

- Yes, everything is super, only tomorrow I'm leaving. Today is the last night. You will find my offer strange, but I heard that Asian girls are good at massages.

- It's a hint?

Well, if you don't want to, I won't be offended.... continue reading

This story took place in the summer on a nudist beach in Moscow in Serebryany Bor...

I wandered naked among many naked and semi-naked women and men and looked for a pretty girl, not far from whom I could sit and admire her ...

And on the sand between low trees I saw a slender young girl. She was lying on her blanket on her stomach completely naked. Oh, how I liked her back, her girlish ass! Rarely, when a girl comes alone to a nudist beach. And this one came, sweet, wonderful ... And around, of course, the men settled down, and it’s not easy for me to sit next to me. Left, wandered in other places of the beach in search of romantic erotic encounters. There was no other success this time. Many women were with their men, and I don’t fit into such. And I returned to the cute nudist. She rolled over and was now on her back. I did not want to leave her, I settled down nearby. Oh, what a sweet, modest face she has! Ah, what a slim body! What miniature girlish boobs with pink nipples! And... continue reading

Our love is as hot as our sex, it began very modestly and romantically, 2 weeks after the first date we touched each other's hands, a week later we kissed, and the next day we were already burning with passion! The bus, the park, the bench on the street… they all witnessed our desire.

Our kisses were so hot that even the frost on the street did not stop the thirsty hands and lips. A couple more weeks passed, and I invited him to my place for tea, but my plans included not only dinner, I dreamed of a passionate night. About the one that is described in love stories, about wild and unbridled passion!

Dinner went pretty well, after we went to my room. We settled down on the bed and our lips were already stretched to each other. He took a position on top, began kissing my lips and stroking my thighs under my skirt with his hands (that day I was 100% ready, I wanted to impress and I was wearing black lace underwear and stockings, I'm sure he appreciated it), his palms slid along my legs... continue reading

The story takes place one summer. Then there was a warm, if not to say, hot summer.

It was 30 degree heat. We had a dacha near Belozersk. This is an amazing place. Sandy soil, even after heavy rain it was always dry. Deep and beautiful lakes were not far from our dacha. Dad worked on weekends and my mom and I went alone to the dacha. The neighbors also came. I was 24. A daughter and her father arrived at a neighboring site. She, as she said, was about 20, although according to her figure, one could give no more than 18 years. Slender, short, dense figure with small elastic breasts and dark skin. Athletic dad, former cyclist. The day was hot, but Anya, that was the name of our neighbor, worked with her dad in the garden. Mom and I also did some housework. I went out to the terrace. The neighbors had a better-groomed yard than ours. They had already built a large bathhouse, and the site itself was larger than ours. Anya squatted and weeded strawberries. She was wearing a T-shirt and li... continue reading

She took a shower while standing in the bathroom. He sat in the tub, looking up at her as jets of water grazed her soft skin. They drew their pattern on all the curves and hollows of her beautiful body. He was very excited, he wanted to glide over her along with the water, to feel the taste of her skin with his tongue and lips, her smoothness. He reached out and stroked her leg, up and down.

When her fingers reached the soft, excited lips, she spread her legs a little, allowing his fingers to reach her bosom. Fingers easily slid over the lips, making their way deeper and deeper. They felt the swollen depth, the moisture of excitement. She began to moan, her legs weakened, and she sank down onto the plank that lay across the tub. She spread her legs wide and placed them on the edges of the tub. The fingers continued to caress. First one, two, three. The tongue touched the tubercle at the top of the lips.

"Stop, I want to pee," she pleaded.

"I want you to do it now," he replied.

... continue reading

It all started with the fact that my friend invited me to go with him and his old friends to relax on the river bank for a few days, sunbathe, swim, sing along with the guitar near the fire. It all looked just great, but I still doubted ... because I don’t know the people who will go there at all, I don’t know how they will accept me! After all, neither myself nor others, I did not want to spoil the rest. But Zhenya (my friend) assured that everything would be in perfect order, that the right people were hanging out there, and I had already warned them. "Well, then everything is normal," I thought.

And now, anticipating a cool vacation, I stomped to the gathering place. There I saw several guys who threw bags with tents, clothes and other things into the minibus, among them I saw the Professor (as Zhenya is usually called). He introduced me to everyone - quite normal guys. Then I reflexively asked...

- Are we going in a purely male company?

- No, the girls are back now, they forg... continue reading

For the first time in history, the Rolling Stones were visiting town, and Jack Holland prepared to use the supergroup's visit to his advantage.

He stood in front of the mirror, turning his head from side to side, throwing up his chin, trying to smile with all thirty-two teeth. Like Mick Jagger, Jack was tall, thin, sunken eyes, square jaw, protruding Adam's apple, plump lips. However, he was younger, in his early thirties, and favored short hair. However, the resemblance was still striking.

In fact, all his life, friends and even strangers were surprised that Jack looked exactly like the most famous of the Stones, but this did not bring him any dividends. Unless he acted as a double of Jagger at parties and amateur concerts. But the day came when Mick and Jack were in the same city at the same time, and Jack decided that there would be no better opportunity to snatch a piece of the glory of his famous double.

He wore a shirt a couple of sizes too big and wide pants, and a wig all... continue reading

As soon as Julia realized that she woke up and opened her eyes, she had some strange, almost imperceptible and unconscious intuitive feeling that today she would have a very special day.

The scorching July sun evaporated any traces of moisture into the air. Except perhaps the sea, which it was unable to evaporate. Already early in the morning, as soon as the Earth turned to face the star, every stone, every tree began to heat up to a terrible temperature. Everyone wanted one thing - good rain.

After drinking a little cold cocktail of cream and caramel, throwing a light dress and sandals over her body, Julia decided that it was completely useless to continue hiding from the heat at home and, lightly slamming the gate of her site, went in the direction of her favorite bay. The trip to the place usually took her about twenty minutes, but today her special mood allowed her to fly to that place without noticing the time. She flew along the paved stone path downhill, increasingly smellin... continue reading

So famously began the movement of his wife in the direction of free relationships slowed down slightly. Sasha decided to get married, so he was no longer considered as a partner. The dream of double penetration has remained a dream. My wife went to Sergei once more, got what she wanted, and somehow her excitement subsided from these meetings. Although I allowed at any time, any day, but the ardor somehow faded.

I realized that steps must be taken so that the process of initiating the sex-wife does not stop. It was necessary to bring in a fresh stream, so I had to crawl through the sites, look for a new lover for my wife. I set out to have a member of at least 20 centimeters. Finally, I agreed with Grigory, met in a cafe, explained what and how my wife loves, asked me to bring a certificate, since I assumed communication without a condom (well, my wife doesn’t like it with a condom, but I don’t like it myself). A week later, Grigory brought a certificate and declared that he was ready... continue reading

- I've got a surprise for you! - Effectively after a pause, mysteriously said Vadka.

- Well! Well! I wonder what surprise you have prepared for us? Roman asked with interest.

- Shot for all of you girls!

He glanced at his wrist watch.

- They'll be here any minute.

Just at this time, the doorbell rang.

- And here are the girls!

Andrei was frankly bored. Sitting in an armchair, he lazily sipped cognac from a glass and yawned. He didn’t want to spoil Vadka’s mood, no matter how, it’s his birthday, but he was terribly tired of the drunken chatter of his friends “for life”, so keeping silent, secluded in a corner, he silently sat, sipping cognac.

He was not even pleased with the forthcoming communication with night butterflies. Frankly, he was afraid to get involved with them, so as not to pick up syphilis, or an even worse infection, for example, AIDS.

Hearing the sonorous voices and cheerful laughter of the girls, he did not even look in their direction.

- Are you bore... continue reading

I became a director, as well as a co-owner of the company, thanks to my momentary weakness. Once left without work, only with an empty purse in my pocket, with disappointment waving my hand at my now useless moral principles, I decided to place an ad in which I offered sexual services to elderly, wealthy ladies. I knew that many of them are successful in business, but often lonely and unsettled in their personal lives. So, unexpectedly for myself, I won the heart and body of a beautiful business woman, the president of a large commercial corporation ...

Touched by my tender, ardent caresses, Elena Georgievna Kuptsova offered me to run a video-shooting studio that secretly releases erotic videos. The video studio, of course, was disguised as a company that collects medicinal plants, as well as producing herbal tea. Its medical products in very limited quantities, sometimes even appeared in the city's pharmacies.

After thinking a little, realizing that I have no other options that ar... continue reading

Virgo was her zodiac sign. Who knows, maybe that's why I immediately noticed her when she showed up at my work. In general, I was lucky with the "virgins" in my life.

The story with this one began with the fact that she sat down on the edge of my table, I got up, we met, talked. She was incredibly sexy.

At some point, she raised her hand to straighten her hair, and I must say that her hair was magnificent - a heavy golden mane.

So, she raises her hand and through the wide sleeve of her summer shirt, which turns out to be right in front of my eyes, I suddenly see an unrestricted, small, with a neat, slightly protruding papilla, breasts.

I read somewhere that the ideal woman's breasts should fit under the man's palm. I swear I saw my ideal!

She lowered her hand, but even today, closing my eyes, I see this picture as if in reality. We became friends and rejoiced when we could be together.

Her sex appeal did not leave any man indifferent, her sliding gait, hair, hip bend and so... continue reading

There were not as many people on the bus as I thought at first. I made my way to the very back seat and decided to take a nap: the path was not close. As soon as I closed my eyes and prepared to taste the sweetest sleep, as through the adjacent eyelids I saw a woman's silhouette approaching the back seats. It turned out to be a young girl (18-19 years old), distinguished by unusual beauty. Her light summer dress could not hide the lovely shapes of her hips and breasts. Shoulder-length dark brown hair was gathered into a neat ponytail with a colorful elastic band, slender long legs were shod in summer sandals, which consisted of thin leather straps. She walked over to the seats and, as if nothing had happened, landed next to me, probably thinking that I was still asleep.

The bus left. There were four hours of travel in inactivity. Sleep was the only occupation. And it is not surprising that after a few minutes my neighbor was sleeping peacefully, leaning back in her seat. I had no sle... continue reading

The ringing of the phone pulled me out of my slumber like a gunshot. Unexpectedly and insistently. I got up from the sofa where I lay and listened to music, on the verge of dream and reality. She walked over to the table and picked up the phone.

- Hello.

- Hello! I'm back! You are all asleep!

My legs buckled and I sank to the floor. It was his voice. A voice that I haven't heard for five years and that I thought I would never hear. This voice came in my dreams at night, making me wake up and dream about him for the rest of the night.

- Well, what are you silent? Are you not happy? I'm completely back! Do you hear? At all. I will never leave again!

- Hello! - my voice was trembling, - I was just confused. Of course I'm glad. I've been waiting for you. I love you still!

- So I'll come today? Clock at 9 pm?

- I'll be waiting for you!

- Will everything be the same?

- Yes! - my voice broke, and a wave of strong excitement swept through my body.

- Wait! I will come! Kiss!... continue reading

We were not closely acquainted, rather by chance for a moment, two lines of life crossed - a nineteen-year-old girl and an adult, but still a very young thirty-year-old man.

She came to visit me. It was a quiet autumn evening. The sun, with the remnants of summer heat at sunset, warmed my tiny apartment.

- You are comfortable, - she added after a minute, - and calm ... Well, I don’t understand at all why you don’t have a girlfriend. You don't seem like an egoist. Maybe you're not gentle, not paying attention? - Does your job interfere? - quite feminine, at the same time affectionately and reproachfully looked into my eyes.

- Stay with me.

- No, I can't, I can't even for one night. Do you really want this? - she still looked into my eyes, no, rather, into my soul.

I sincerely replied: "Very."

- Please be obedient. Give me your word that you will obey me.

- I will be obedient. I give you my word.

- Well, what are you standing? I am your guest. Where is your bath. We have ... continue reading

... She woke up suddenly, as if from a shock ... listened ... this has happened more than once over the past few years - sudden awakenings with a feeling of incomprehensible anxiety and a wildly pounding heart. I didn’t like it, because this awakening was followed, as a rule, by a sleepless night in an empty and cold bed. But now everything was different - she was not alone, the warmth emanating from him was proof of that ...

It immediately became so calm, comfortable and even a little cheerful ... he slept very soundly, in that serene healthy sleep ... he had never been so close and she had the opportunity to freely see his features as far as the lighting allowed. She had not experienced such a surge of tenderness for a long time, how many times in her dreams she kissed his eyes, lips, arched eyebrows in surprise, and now she could hardly restrain the desire to touch him, so dear and close, and her thoughts were already "rewinding" the film of memory back. ..

He appeared in her fi... continue reading

In harsh winter time. On a dark, polar night on the Taimyr Peninsula, the whole sky is so low and strewn with stars, it seems that this is one big starry blanket. You, as usual, take the shift from your partner and send him to bed. It takes about an hour and a half. You feel like you are starting to fall asleep, realizing that you need to work, you are trying to overcome yourself and sleep. Suddenly you feel like I'm behind with gentle, warm, feminine hands starting to touch your hair starting from your shoulders and slowly your hands begin to fall on your chest caressing your torso. You can feel the breath and gentle kisses around your neck with the light movements of my lips. Chill runs through the whole body of both.

I slowly turn you around to face me and you see that it is I who takes my hand and pulls you towards you, We begin to passionately kiss each other, and our hands chaotically stroke the whole body. I start to unbutton your shirt, then I unbutton the belt, the zipper on... continue reading

Approaching Paris and looking out of the carriage window, Emma thought about how her new unfamiliar city would meet her. She was a stranger there, no one cared about her, she was alone. Did that mean she was in for hostility? Maybe. But it didn't matter, because she had a job, her mission, as she called it. The mission for which she survived everything that fell to her lot. Emma smiled, and the lady opposite gave her a quick glance and smiled too. Goodwill was read on the girl’s face, while in her head an insidious prudent plan was being developed. Can this really happen because of a man? Yes, Emma said firmly.

As Emma prepared to leave her town, her only thought was to find him. To appear so suddenly that he was speechless and blurt out everything she wanted. But suddenly she was broken by a disease, a disease that once claimed the lives of her mother and grandmother. That day, when Emma first passed out at the dinner table and then did not come to herself for a long time, completel... continue reading

Waves roll on a deserted beach and leave shreds of yellow-white foam on the sand. It's hard to believe, but until recently this deserted beach was filled with the sounds of a carefree life. October, with its cold, damp winds, drove the last vacationers away from the stormy Baltic Sea. The motley umbrellas of summer cafes have long been closed, and only the wind drives fragments of posters through the deserted streets.

The mighty hum of the waves and the creak of old pines. Orchestra of Her Majesty - Nature. It seems that time has turned its course and behind the dune strip there is nothing but endless pine forests. The village, which a minute ago was so real, has disappeared into the foggy autumn haze, and only the red signal light of the pier cuts through the air filled with salt spray. You can walk for hours along the coast on loose sand and not meet anyone on your way.

I like to wander through the dunes overgrown with hard grass, I like to run away from the waves and touch the c... continue reading

She met him in a bar, where she went because she had nothing to do, she was sad and had nowhere to go from the thoughts that haunted her. It was a muscular handsome man, thoroughbred, like a stallion. His raven-black hair fell in waves over his shoulders. The jaws quivered under the stubble of unshaven cheeks. The white T-shirt only emphasized the tan and beautiful body to the best of pumped up muscles. Blue jeans were tight around the narrow buttocks, emphasizing everything that their owner wanted to highlight. He sat at the bar and occasionally with a bored look, cast a glance at the strip show dancers. Kate sat down beside him and lightly touched the stranger's beautiful, as if chiseled hand. He reluctantly turned his head and cut blue blades of cold eyes, jerked his hand away, showing that he was not interested in her person. This offended the girl, and she accepted the challenge. Defiantly, she turned away from the icy handsome man and started a heart-to-heart conversation with a ... continue reading