Lena

My name is Lena. I live near the sea in a small town in the Krasnodar region. I am 36 years old and I am an absolutely lustful single woman with a very beautiful, athletic figure. I used to do rhythmic gymnastics. My chest is small, but my legs are long and my butt is moderately toned thanks to the gym, where I go regularly. I love anal sex and even more love teasing men on the beach in my micro bikini, which was specially bought a size smaller and practically does not cover my back hole. I must say that this is so revealing that when other women are around, I always cover myself with a pareo or throw on a light silk skirt. But when I see that there are no other women in the area, I give myself free rein and sometimes deliberately take such revealing poses that the men nearby stop breathing. Our town is small, so I have rare partners, mostly visitors, and I have to use a dildo, which I use to stimulate my ass. And I must say that it is perfectly designed for me. I can easily ... continue reading

One evening, my long-time friend Ruslan called me and invited me to visit him and fuck a young pretty slut together. Since I hadn’t had sex for a long time, I agreed and within half an hour I was at Ruslan’s house. And we didn’t want to miss the prospect of having sex with a 19-year-old girl at 37 and 39.

She was short, about 158, plump, with large breasts and long brown hair.

We sat down on the sofa, she undressed and spread her legs and showed us her little pink pussy. Ruslan checked the hole with his fingers, then sat Christina on the floor and put his dick in her mouth. I came closer and she began to take turns sucking, holding the dicks in both hands. Then Kristinka lay down on the sofa, hanging her head, and Ruslan began to fuck her deeply in her mouth. This made it leak and I decided it was time to use the remaining holes. I turned her on her side, turned her towards her leg and inserted it into her wet pink hole. Ruslan came up from the left and stuck his protruding bolt... continue reading

Hello, my name is Alina, I am a second year student in college. I'll write a little about myself. Blonde long hair, green eyes, breasts of almost 2 sizes, a very good figure and an elastic soft ass. One weekend I went for a walk with a friend, she is two years older than me, her name is Anya. Suddenly, the conversation turned to toys for adults. Anya already has experience with them; at home she has a vibrator and a butt plug, which she sometimes plays with. And she invited me to go to a sex shop. I don’t remember how they agreed and we came. At first, I didn't know what to take. But Anya advised me to use an anal plug, for starters. I chose an iron stopper with a blue rhinestone, it’s small, 5 cm long and 3 cm wide. We paid, I came home and put it under my bed.

After making the report, I decided to install it for myself; if I don’t like it, I’ll take it out right away. My sexual experience was limited only to a couple of cunnilinguses on my smooth-shaven and well-groomed pussy, whic... continue reading

Hello everyone, I won’t give my name, I think it’s not that important. When this story happened I was 19 years old. I came home once every couple of months and rode my father’s BMW X5. Our city is small and the car is pretty cool for this place. I came home one day on vacation, after a couple of days I got bored and signed up for a dating site. A couple of hours later I found a girl there named Margot. We started talking, invited me to go for a walk, she didn’t refuse me.

I think my appearance is not bad, and I had a normal face, red hair, I went to the gym all the time, I had an athletic build, my penis was 16 cm, my height was 180 cm. So we shot an arrow and saw each other. God, she was beautiful... Slender, athletic, elastic ass, cute face, very similar to Babi from “Three Meters Above the Sky,” well-groomed, she smelled very tasty. Overall I was delighted. We went for a ride around the city, rode and chatted. After about 20 minutes of chatting and driving around, I stopped at a l... continue reading

I am a pretty, slender girl of 18 years old, with a gorgeous ass and medium beautiful breasts. In those student years, when you still really believed that friendship between a man and a woman exists without sex, I went to visit my good friend Seryozha to drink a bottle of wine and watch a movie, as usual.

But on this day a surprise awaited me, Sergei was not alone, but with his friend Roma, I also knew him, but I had never communicated with him. The guys, as it turned out, were already quite drunk and were happy about my arrival. I sat down next to them, poured myself a glass of wine and we started chatting about this and that. And by my third glass we started talking about sex, or rather who likes it how. Roma was the first to start telling, he said that he had been in love for a long time, that he liked the very process of this pounding and wet bodies. And by the way, he was a tall, muscular, handsome guy, just like Seryozha, they both had just returned from the army two months ago... continue reading

** how many pairs?

** oh, where did you go?

Messages from Artyom poured in one after another. He, like that girl, constantly wants to communicate and loses his temper when Anya doesn’t answer him. But now she has a good reason - she is taking the exam. The girl repeatedly told her Artem about this, but he, like all men, ignores such information, and now he suffers and constantly looks at the phone screen waiting for a message.

Finally, the phone rang and Anya, in a joyful voice, told her boyfriend that she had passed the exam with a solid A and this should be celebrated. Of course, she reminded the persistent Artem that she warned that she would be busy until lunch.

They agreed to meet at the dean's office and immediately go to celebrate such an event; strength does not come up every day.

The couple dropped into the store, bought wine and fruit and went to her house. Today the last neighbor in the apartment went home for the holidays and the premises are completely at the disp... continue reading

This happened a week ago. I'll tell you about myself first: I'm a second-year college student, 161 cm tall, good waist, firm ass, but not very large breasts.

So, a week ago I was getting ready for school and decided to wear my very short skirt. In general, all my skirts are short, but even for me this one is already revealing. Well, I wanted to. She barely covered her bottom, so on the stairs or when she bent over slightly, everything was visible. She also wore black stockings and a thong. The thong, however, had just come out of the wash and the stripe was noticeably rubbing in the ass. But it’s okay, I got ready.

I live not far from where I study, I got there in about 8 minutes. Of course, there was not a very pleasant sensation in my butt because of the thong. The first class was math, so I wasn't in much of a hurry. When I undressed and walked to the audience, all the boys looked at me sweetly, as my friend later said, my ass was visible to the naked eye. There is one boy in my... continue reading

I was a hired programmer. As a result of the fact that I was not satisfied with work in my native province due to the low salary, I moved to the nearest big city - largely under the influence of my girlfriend, in many ways - of my own free will, and largely because one of the aspiring entrepreneurs I knew offered to work for him privately in this city. My girlfriend - my Baby - was just about to enter a university in the same metropolis.

Everything was very, very good with her. By mutual recognition, we satisfied each other much better than all our previous bed partners. Naturally, we loved each other. And they forgave a lot, especially since my Baby came into my life when I was slowly chewing on my fifth depression - as always, associated with another painful breakup of a love relationship, and was already ready to despair and put an end to women, in the sense of a positive attitude to them. She literally revived in me my love for the world and for women. She just came and began to ... continue reading

I never believed in love. Probably because I never loved. But something was drawn to this man... Something not clear to me, not familiar. He disappeared for 4 days. Didn't answer calls. I didn’t even intend to announce myself in any way. And I... I wasn’t jealous of him, I didn’t swear at him for these disappearances, I accepted him as he was, but of course I was offended by this attitude. And just when I was trying not to think about him, the bell rang.

- Hello. - The voice is smoky as always.

- Hello, Rom. - but I don’t want to talk to him anymore. But his voice made my heart beat like crazy.

- What are you doing? Can you come? I was thinking that it wouldn't be bad to see you.

- Yes, of course, where should I go?

- To my home. Do you still remember where I live?

- Yes, sure!

- Then let. Waiting for you.

After disconnecting the call, I wanted to throw the phone at the wall. Again! How long can you come with one click?! Am I such a mongrel to go like this? Or a call gi... continue reading

When a girl has two boyfriends and she can’t stop at one, it’s so crazy when she can’t choose who to go on a date with ... because there are only seven days in a week, which means someone will get fewer evenings ... especially when they don't know about each other and they're both so hot and jealous... Playing innocent and remembering all the time what kind of perfume everyone loves... when they have sex in such different ways... when every night you only have time to pop home and fall asleep... when the excitement does not have time to pass and be in this state all the time... when one proudly leads to a new club... and you already know where you can hide and pull him there... when he he is amazed how I can find such places everywhere ... and after all, last week I hugged another here ... only then I knelt in front of him and sucked for the first time in the evening, and today I am laid out here on the table, protruding his ass pervertedly, and the only similarity is that this is also... 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

The session is not conducive to a good mood. Never. Regardless of how you study. And everything is unnerving: the calls of the parents, the remarks of the sister, the attention of young people on the street. In short, ready to bark at everyone you meet. Especially when it's plus twenty-five outside the window, and instead of lying somewhere on the shore, sipping Coca-Cola, you wallow in a stuffy room and plow the boundless ocean of historical research.

Having dug into textbooks and losing the last remnants of common sense over the adventures of the ancient and not very Russians, I almost threw a suddenly screaming smartphone out the window.

- Oh, to break you! I said in my heart. - Well, who else is itching?

"People are divided into two categories," the unknown caller said thoughtfully. - "Some pass the session. Others have a habit of arriving at the wrong time, but they have cognac, which dilates blood vessels and improves mental activity. I have cognac. Well, so I will come in?... continue reading

The day just sucked, there was nothing but trouble at work. Tired, I got on the subway, going home. There were not too many people in the car, but there was still nowhere to sit down. I stood near the door, holding on to the railing. Dark thoughts swirled in my head, the mood was lousy. Realizing that I can’t think of anything sensible for a tired head, I decided to digress. Looking around, I found that a pretty girl was standing a meter away from me. She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a short skirt and a T-shirt. My gaze flickered over her slender legs, thin waist. Under the T-shirt, the hemispheres of her breasts stood out, it was clear that she was not wearing a bra. The girl had shoulder-length black hair, a beautiful face with expressive green eyes. She did not notice me, staring into the void and thinking about something of her own.

The next station was always full of people at that time. So it was this time. The crowd got into the car. Seein... continue reading

Sorry for the tongue-tied language, this is the first experience of creativity of this kind.

I would like to share my story, because I have nowhere else to speak out. My name is Lana, I am a university student. I have never been very popular with the opposite sex, although I can not complain about the appearance. This is more likely due to the isolation of the character. But it's not about that now.

The story began last summer, the year I met him. Behind the cat name Vasily was an outstanding personality, a dark soul and a gorgeous body that attracted many girls to him. We quickly became friends, but this relationship did not imply any romance: he changed girls like gloves, but then it didn’t seem to me like a whore, but rather resembled a search. He did not need only sex, he was looking for a girl in whom he would be attracted to both body and soul. Himself having a height of 190 cm, an amazing shoulder width and a thin figure, he chose miniature fragile partners with small breast... continue reading

She stood with her head bowed to a book. She wore a tight skirt and a white blouse buttoned up to her neck. She was very beautiful, her hair in a bun, no make-up and a faint scent of flowers coming from her skin. She was about twenty, and in the evenings she worked part-time in the library, she liked it, because she loved books. In quiet, calm evenings, she sat and read. There were hardly any visitors in the evening. But then, one fine, quiet spring evening, a young student entered the library building. Strange as it may sound, but at ten in the evening he needed a book by Dostoevsky. But when he saw her beautiful face, slender legs, graceful figure, he simply forgot about Dostoevsky and could not control the desire that gripped his mind and body. For about five minutes he watched her leafing through the pages of some book with her little hands, and then, nevertheless, he made up his mind and went up to her. She timidly raised her head, and fixed her surprised look from behind her long... continue reading

- Well, what happened next? Andrey sat comfortably in an armchair next to the coffee table, on which stood a cup of fragrant, freshly brewed coffee, and looked at the bustling younger sister. For the third day, Alla was preparing to receive guests - two young people who were not indifferent to her in one way or another, but, as usual, she did not have time to do anything. The guys could come any minute, and she was still running around the house with a wet head and in some translucent panties.

- And what could be there at all, - Alla lingered for a moment near the mirror, with visible pleasure once again looking at her slender figure, - Of course, Pashka tried to drag me into bed in the end.

- Did it work? Especially what you are talking about.

“He certainly managed to get to bed,” the girl giggled. - Even managed to get with me - I dragged him. He tried to hug me, and fell asleep - in a half-hanging position.

- And you?

- What about me? Do not go home alone at two o'clock in... continue reading

... Everything goes to this, and both understand what they want, but he hesitates, fearing refusal, and she, fearing that she will break loose and lose respect for herself. Although it sounds strange, but upbringing imposed its own stereotypes. She feels that time is against her, and his presence makes her feel wild. Desire lives at the bottom of the abdomen, but the higher it is, the stronger the position of the mind, and this imbecile division is enough across the board. I want to cover my face with my hands, fall on the bed and lose consciousness, ... well, at least he would help - at least something, why is he so slow!?

... Finally, he came up, talking about nothing, "walking" around, but this is already something. The most important thing is to wait until his lips touch hers. Doesn't he see that it SHOULD be done, otherwise the languor will simply kill her desire. He ran his hand along his thigh... okay, but not enough for open provocation... why is he so indecisive? Feelings ar... continue reading

- Wow, how big! Her eyes sparkled like those of a hungry kitten.

- Is it really that big? I watched with curiosity the movement of her hands. The touch of graceful fingers was gentle and pleasant. The bliss spread from the lower abdomen all over the body and was about to hit the head with a heady jet.

- Well, maybe there are more, but only you have such a beautiful one! She knew how to flatter, that's for sure. Apparently inherited from her mother along with cat manners.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember how I picked up this wet bitch a couple of hours ago at a disco in a nearby technical school.

- Kolyan, you're all fucking hanging out! Just like snot in the wind! Come on, damn it, better move with us to the techie - there will be a cool dance today, damn it. Pizdatoe, damn it, beer and high heifers. - Valera-Bumper, as always, was persistent. It’s hard to convince him even when he’s sober, but when he drinks, it becomes simply impossible to argue with him. Tied with a wo... continue reading

The story is based on real events that happened to the pornomaster, for ethical reasons real names may be changed.

Having received an invitation to spend the evening with one of my friends, I, your humble servant pornomaster, accepted the invitation. My friend is a very strange person, in addition to being a member of one of the sects, he is also a pervert and an exhibitionist.

Playing cards, like other nonsense, naturally quickly became boring. And then our tireless Sasha suggested a game: everyone blindfolded with a scarf, then one of us hid the object (in order to be able to use all places, including intimate places, we chose an elastic band), and then they searched him, there was about 15 seconds. And you can search by touching his face, and then the place below the navel I found an elastic band in a slipper. By the way, about the girl Nastya, I need to tell you especially: this is the unique kind of Russian girl who combines beauty and desire for sex, with not false modesty an... continue reading

When I returned from vacation, I was immersed in work. Even sometimes there was not enough time to rest. The girls came to sit in the reading room and get ready for classes. I could only occasionally exchange a few phrases, and if they coincided with my lunch, then drink a cup of tea together and chat for half an hour.

On one of those days, Vera stayed with me for lunch. After the summer holidays, we didn’t really talk to her like that. I began to tell her about myself, and she opened her mouth in surprise, listened attentively and was surprised. Such attention to my stories always excited me, and I continued. Then Vera asked me:

- Do you often run naked at work?

- After the last incident with you, never - I answered.

- For the whole summer, - Vera was surprised.

- Yes, and who would have replaced me at the desk, because you were not there, and I alone was burning here from the heat - I answered.

Vera was silent for a moment, but something haunted her. Looking at me, a blus... continue reading