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It was a warm summer evening. We sat around the campfire and reminisced the whole day, as we climbed the hills with big backpacks on our backs. We pitched our tents by a small river and sat by the fire and drank beer. It was warm and there were practically no mosquitoes. There were four of us. My girlfriend and her boyfriend invited us, perhaps for the company, or perhaps they had something in mind ... When it was almost dark and the bright white stars scattered across the sky, our friends, having wished us good night, went to the tent and now only occasionally a giggle was heard from there and the rustle of a camping blanket.

Today I saw you for the first time, you turned out to be not as handsome as your friend described you, but there was something charming, eye-catching in you. Having opened one more bottle of beer and enjoying the beauty of nature around us, we talked about abstract topics. Meanwhile, the beer gradually began to hit our heads, and soon we were laughing without h... continue reading

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Friday evening ... She still has so much to do .... For the evening they invited guests - a married couple with whom they had been connected by almost 15 years of pleasant acquaintance.

How many years have they been together! We went to the theater together, celebrated the New Year, went to visit each other on occasion and without any reason. So today they agreed to meet, chat and exchange impressions after the summer holidays.

So much more to do! The refrigerator at home was empty. She loved to cook only for guests, perceiving everyday standing at the stove as a mockery, or torture, or just a waste of time.

Having run into the store and bought everything she needed, she barely made it home with two bags. Having only managed to throw bags of groceries to her husband and short instructions on what to do with them, she slipped into the bath and began the laborious procedure of bringing herself into her proper form. Less than an hour before the arrival of the guests, she had to sign... continue reading

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Lying on the bed, he recalled how he, then still a young lieutenant with a slender athletic figure, was intensely pecked at by the bored wives of his senior colleagues in the garrison.

Having unsuccessfully landed on a parachute, during the exercises, he severely sprained the ligaments in his leg and, for a long time, got stuck in a hospital bed. He lay on the bed for two weeks, literally languishing from idleness. Every two days he was regularly visited by the head of the medical service, Major Nikolayeva, a beautiful thirty-year-old woman with plump cherry lips and a bright blush on her cheeks.

He blushed painfully and trembled with embarrassment, shivering and trying to somehow hide the shamelessly protruding cock when she examined his sore leg. This was repeated every time she came, and he calmed down, thinking that she did not notice his aroused flesh.

Once, when it got warmer and the snow instantly melted, he lay with anguish listening to the sparrows chirping stunned outsi... continue reading

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That day, despite the good weather, I did not make any attempts to get out of bed, which Katya was very happy about, since this completely coincided with her desires. We basked in our cozy bed until the evening, smoothly turning into night. We caressed, made love, played with each other, massaged each other, took turns going to the kitchen for various goodies and fed each other with them, making love again ... Katya was lying against the wall, and I stroked her with my hand, burying my nose in her shoulder, while enjoying her smooth velvety skin and her scent. But then she lifted the blanket with her hand and began to climb over me.

- Where are you going? I asked.

"To the toilet," she replied.

I bent my knees, preventing her from climbing further, pulled her by the arms and she, having lost her points of support, collapsed right on top of me.

- I want to pee, - Katya said playfully plaintively, - my pipishka really wants to do another wet business.

“Not a business, but a busi... continue reading

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You and I traveled around Europe. In Italy, we stopped for a few days in Naples, in this ancient city, on the shores of the Gulf of Naples of the Tyrrhenian Sea. Having rented a hotel room, we wandered through the narrow ancient streets and admired the architectural monuments. I was dressed in a miniature top that barely covered my breasts and short white shorts. During our trip, I managed to get a tan, and you were pleased to notice that the men passing by cast furtive glances at me. Still would! My legs could drive anyone crazy! :)) It's hot outside, you just can't breathe! Having wandered around enough, we return to the hotel. There are air conditioners in the room and therefore you don’t feel the heat that melts the cobbled pavements outside, the heat that hangs over the ancient city at this time of the year does not penetrate here. The walk tired us a little and now, a little tired, but overwhelmed with impressions, we sit in easy chairs in the room and lazily think about how we s... continue reading

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They entered a small but very comfortable one-room apartment. She immediately threw her purse on the floor and wearily sank down on the large double bed covered with a pink silky bedspread that matched the color of the walls. And he loudly fiddling with a bunch of keys in his hand went to the kitchen. From there, after a while, he was heard: “What are you going to do? Tea, coffee? Cocoa, unfortunately, is not here, but I think there is sugar. Or is it not sugar? ..." Meanwhile, she sat cross-legged and with She gazed at the tiny room with interest. In addition to a chic bed in the middle, there was a table, a couple of chairs, a wardrobe and a heavy antique dressing table with a huge mirror. There was a thick fleecy carpet on the floor, and a night-light with a pink lampshade hid in the corner. The windows were hung with lig... continue reading

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I was 22 at the time and he was 21.

Having invited him to my home, I did not stand on ceremony, but immediately took him to my bedroom. At first, we chatted, laughed, joked, kissed ... For me, it's a common thing, with a kiss, to caress a guy wherever I get it! But for him it was the first time, he said the phrase that he was not ready.

I thought, does he really expect sex? Hmm... yes... so open. Although it was necessary to count on sex. Turned out he was a virgin! I had almost everything, but never had sex with a virgin! Without hesitation, I decided to tease him, but after starting a game, I started playing myself.

I climbed on top of him and threw him on the bed, I began to move on him, rubbing against his penis, which protruded so much through my jeans. I began to slowly unzip my fly, he was breathing so intermittently. It made my head spin.

I took out his penis and began to smoothly move my hand from the head of his penis to the base, I felt the lubricant come out of it,... continue reading

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At one party, in honor, it seems, of my friend's birthday, I met a girl. From the very beginning, I did not want to start any serious relationship. I thought... take a break at the disco, have some fun at some party. I like to splurge, who doesn’t like it, especially since the girl was not spoiled, her poor parents could not adequately support their offspring, maybe it sounds ugly, but I can’t find other words, and she couldn’t find a good job . The girl could not afford cool parties and fashionable sessions. A modest, but always neat look, is unlikely to hook any guy from the crowd. I had extra money, albeit a little, advanced friends who were frequenters of expensive discos and clubs, in general, everything for a complete respite.

I approached her, not knowing where to start the conversation, lightly hugging her waist, I felt under a light dress, her body not formed by age. I don’t know how many seconds my numbness lasted, but it seems like a lot. My unexpected tetanus was interrup... continue reading

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For some reason, it became terribly funny when, in a large woman who got out of a car I did not know, I recognized my mother's girlfriend - Tamara Lvovna, a neighbor on the porch from the fifth floor.

- Has the beauty come to get laid? – sarcastically flashed through my head. - What about the husband? Doesn't satisfy? Decided to scratch your manda about a stump in nature?

I heard in the morning at the entrance, how I hung noodles on my husband’s ears, that you were going to a lonely girlfriend who had a bad cold and could even stay until the morning, depending on her condition.

- A decent woman came out on the panel? He smiled wickedly and looked hopefully at the camera. - How lucky I decided to go for mushrooms and take pictures of birds in the forest! And you can only dream of pictures of such a swallow with a “lonely girlfriend” in nature!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Aunt Tamara, Uncle Vitin's wife, got out of a car parked in a small cl... continue reading

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It was summer outside, and there was still a little more than a week left before the start of the new football season among women's teams, but the field was not empty on this warm morning. The girls didn't train, no. For today, a pre-season photo shoot was scheduled for a set of new uniforms, but even when the planned event came to an end, the players were in no hurry to disperse. They told how they spent a couple of days off received after the camp, laughed at the new photographer who was embarrassed all the time from the inexhaustible female attention, discussed the new transfer of the opposing team and twittered on a lot of other topics.

— Smirnova! - suddenly came the voice of the head coach, and when the girl turned around, Travnikov gestured for her to come up.

- Listen, Roman Ivanovich.

- Lud, a potential new investor has arrived there, he wants to talk with one of the players. Come down, huh? He is in my office.

The girl willingly agreed and, running goodbye to hug her... continue reading

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Sergei Alexandrovich is a tall, plump man of about 40. He teaches higher mathematics at the university. And he loves his profession, first of all, because his couples are mostly beautiful young girls: some look like whores, some like gray mice, and some (Sergey Alexandrovich's favorite kind of students) like cute prudes. It is them that the professor imagines in the shower or in bed on lonely evenings, when he jerks off his big, heavy penis with protruding veins. He often makes ambiguous hints to girls, and flocks of students do not call him anything other than an old pervert. A couple of times in his practice, he even put the highest score for a blowjob or sex on the teacher's table. But basically all the girls who decide questions on credits in this way are not at all cute prudes, which Sergey Alexandrovich loves.

And, one day, tired of student whores, the professor had an idea. The last lesson was for students of biology. Sergei Alexandrovich noticed in advance the girl completely... continue reading

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The key turned in the lock, opening the door and Pavel entered the familiar apartment. Nobody met him. Anna usually went out to meet him, tried to catch his eye and guess his mood. But today the hallway was empty.

Pavel slowly took off his coat and took off his shoes, thinking about the reasons for such an unusual situation. Went into the room.

Opened the door, entered and froze. Anna sat quietly in the room with her head bowed to her chest. She wore only black lace lingerie and black stockings with a belt.

“Do you always want to meet me like this?”

- Yeees...

- Not scary?

- Not with you.

- And why am I so good?

Because you give me what I want...

— Starting from the table?

“Yeahhhh... Although I immediately felt you the first time, it wasn’t just that I was looking for reasons to meet. And then the bed...

- From me so blows Riding?

- For me, yes ... it seems to me ... you are stronger than me and seasoned ...

- Good.

Pavel stood at the entrance, his hands in... continue reading

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Background - several years of marriage, good relationship, pleasant sex a couple of times a week, a little more often - a blowjob. Of course, I wanted a little more often and, at times, experiments, but my wife began to violently resent.

The wife is a brunette of medium height with a regular oval face, expressive dark eyes and beautifully defined lips. With a figure, too, everything is fine - medium-sized breasts, a pronounced waist, sloping hips. Tight ass - on the beach, men are often seen off with envious, and girls with displeased looks.

It all started when I came home from a corporate party on the occasion of the end of a common two-week internship in a neighboring city. There was, oddly enough, really a lot of work and no time for flirting. I drank a little at Sabantuy and was teased by a brown-haired trainee from the neighboring department, who danced, snuggled up, and ... urgently ran home after her husband called.

Arriving home, he was greeted with a question that he was... continue reading

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I successfully passed the state exam and perfectly defended my final work, and now all that remains for me is to enjoy the first vacation in four years in June and wait for the long-awaited diploma to be printed and finally issued. Oh yes, I also had to go through the offices, call in the main building and collect marks on the bypass sheet.

Actually, this is what I was doing, looking at my watch and confidently walking along the university corridor - it was almost an hour, I had the last resort in the list, which means that there was still enough time to call my girlfriend and go shopping in search of new things for the summer, and just unwind after the hard months of writing a diploma and preparing for the final exam line.

I knocked with my knuckles on the door with the sign I needed and, without waiting for an answer, which, of course, would not have followed, I entered the room. The office turned out to be small in size, with only two windows, and only one employee sat in it - m... continue reading

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The girl stood tied to the post with her wrists upraised. The inquisitor in a dark robe approached her very close and looked intently into her large blue eyes.

Are you ready for submission? he asked ingratiatingly.

The girl did not answer, only her lips stretched into a contemptuous smile, and her eyes, without blinking, withstood the gaze of the man.

“Do you know who the first woman I exorcised was?” My sister. The devil strongly resisted, and I had to tinker a lot. Now you understand, if I have not been too ceremonious with kindred flesh, should I show mercy to you?

Having received no answer, the inquisitor walked around the pillar, looking at the girl from all sides and again brought his face closer to her.

- Where is he hiding? Here? The inquisitor's hand rested on the girl's forehead. - Here? - she sank lower and lay down on a high lush chest. - Or where the focus of male sins and at the same time the source of new life?

“Undress me,” the girl answered boldly, “and may... continue reading

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Yegor, the boss, burned Elena as she was stealing money from the company's safe, for her silence she promised to do anything, and also that she would not steal anymore. Yegor thought he said that Elena should become his slave for 3 months and do everything that comes into his head. The girl agreed.

Elena is a young employee of a small cleaning company. The girl was 23 years old and she came here 3 months ago, she was good-looking: large breasts of size 5, a very thin waist and an elastic ass, liked not only the guys, but also the girls surrounded by Lena, and as if golden hair just drove anyone crazy .

She did not think to steal, but circumstances forced her to do so. Elena led a very spendthrift life and most of the money was spent on useless purchases, so she took out a debt, but could not repay ... And when Yegor saw her stealing, this was the first and last time of her act of this kind. After explaining the situation to the guy, Lena waited for his answer. Egor, thinking, answe... continue reading

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Natalya Ivanovna refused to believe what was happening. The smell of incense and incense made my head spin. From the mournful monotonous mumbling of the priest, he pounded in his temples. Among the hubbub of the crowd that filled the church, she clearly distinguished the sobs of her mother. What was happening was like a fog through the veil of a veil. Afraid to turn her head, she felt the imposing figure of her fiancé to her right with her skin. Tall, of outstanding heroic build, in a full dress uniform, in orders, with a proud posture, a lush gray mustache and a bald head shining in the light of numerous candles, next to the fragile short 18-year-old Tatochka, as she was affectionately called by her family, her betrothed stood proudly and majestically - Polikarp Semenovich Stolbov, retired general, 57 years old, rich widower.

Natalya Ivanovna saw him for the second time in her life. She had first glimpsed him a month ago. He was present at the family dinner, talking only to the girl... continue reading

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Loud music beat on her ears, but Sandra still could not understand - she was trembling from excitement or from vibrations transmitted from powerful speakers through the floor to her body. Still, it was not without reason that she did not like this idea from the very beginning, and she did not agree for several months - her friend, Mary, had to persuade the girl a lot. It would seem that this is just to go to a club with a friend whom they have known for many years. Indeed, the task would not have been difficult if the girls were 21 - it was from this age that one could visit such places in Missouri. Unfortunately, neither 18-year-old Sandra nor 19-year-old Mary fit the mentioned conditions.

But Mary, to Sandra's surprise, was not stopped by this obstacle - she continually remembered her friends who were ready to get her (and part-time Sandra) fake documents. For Sandra, this was unacceptable - she was from a prosperous family, her father was a prominent businessman, and she was broug... continue reading

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A hand strike on the inside of the thigh of the widely spaced legs.

- Wider legs!

Another blow.

— Wider, I say!

She obediently spread her legs and bent even more in the lower back, exposing her holes towards him, hoping to feel his cock in one of them and finally finish. He knew about her desire, and he liked that she was in such a state that she was ready for anything for his permission to finish. He ran his hand over her back, waist and hot buttocks, which he had just hit with a belt to interrupt her fifth attempt at cum. Fingers slid to the hole of the priests, massaged the entrance and went down to the slippery slit. Slightly caressing his lips, two fingers dived into the vagina. She yelped and leaned back, trying to push them harder, but they immediately slipped out of her flaming hole, preventing her from doing so. She trembled, and he raised his hand to his face and, smelling his wet fingers, smiled contentedly and went up to her head lying on the floor, put his hand to... continue reading

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“There is a wonderful massage parlor here,” I heard, lying on the beach, ten meters from the waves splashing on the coastal sand. “I’ve been coming here for the second year solely because of him. Go, you won't regret it.

I turned my head towards the speaker and saw two men sitting under a canopy. The speaker was about forty years old, like me, his interlocutor - much more. I myself would not refuse a good massage - the consequences of an injury received a long time ago were affecting, therefore, after waiting for my peer to go to the water, I followed him. After a couple of minutes, I already knew where to look for a massage parlor, as he dubbed it.

“Just don’t get too carried away,” he said with a grin, “otherwise I last year ...,” he didn’t finish, and I didn’t specify what he meant, following how his toned body dived into the oncoming wave.

The next day, before dinner, I went to the indicated address in the village. I forgot to say that this year I was vacationing at a recreat... continue reading

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