Young girl. She wanted something special, something that she had not yet experienced, but would like to experience. True love did not come, but she was waiting for her so. Faith in love gradually subsided. And then one day the girl, having nothing to do and no one to talk to, went to the Internet chat and found her most wonderful, beautiful and charming there. A short conversation, a meeting scheduled for the evening ... He was the one she had dreamed of all her life. Young, sexy, tall, strong. She didn't want to miss him.
Once she decided to completely charm him and proceeded to attacking actions. This requires not a little, but not a lot: a burning candle, a beautifully served dinner, a wide bed with soft feather pillows, romantic music and, of course, the most charming girl on earth, wearing a red silk peignoir that flows by candlelight. The peignoir is sexually short and opens the legs of the hostess - smooth, seductive.
- It is not necessary to do something special on the head. Just comb it, lay it on the shoulders like this, yes, we are waiting, everything is ready! And here's the call, I'll go and see!
He approaches the door, looks through the peephole, asks who opens it.
Without saying anything, she takes him by the tie and pulls him into the room. Dark, candle, reflections on the walls, music, wine. She offers to sit down at a table, puts ice cream with fruit.
He is silent, looking into bottomless blue eyes, suddenly his hand slipped over her knee. He carries ice cream in his mouth with a fork, licks it off his lips, his hand rises from his knee higher and higher, but ... there is no need to hurry.
The music plays quietly, creating a romantic atmosphere. He invites her to dance. The melody pours into her open ears, fills the young girl's heart with awe. Here he strokes her shoulders... down... waist... down... hips. Here she is ready to give herself ... but he is still not hot enough and wants to continue the game.
- So where is our ice cream, Sunshine?
I serve him ice cream without understanding what he will do with it. And he just decided to play, but what kind of game with such a sweet hostess might need it?
“Probably not,” he thought, and pushed him aside.
Meanwhile, he quietly takes off her dressing gown. The silk slid softly over her arms and thighs and ended up at her feet.
- Lord, why not kiss them?!
So he knelt down and began to kiss higher and higher to the lace edge of the shirt.
"Now it's time to take it off, dear." Do not you think so?
- Yes...
His cock was standing, it was visible even through the thick fabric of his trousers. Forgetting everything, she helps him take off his tie and unbutton every button on his shirt. All...
- No, Kitty, first you need to free the knight yearning for female affection. Don't you think so, O beautiful lady?
He gently and gently stroking her, sank down on the bed next to her. He bared his chest and began to caress her gently, gently. Moaning a little, she began to rise and fall, but he decided not to retreat and began to stroke her thighs. The swollen nipples were already aching from sweet languor, but he still caressed and bit her. His hand slipped under the shirt and found a cave there - warm, wet, inviting. A groan escaped her throat. He answered her by dropping lower and caressing her with his tongue where his careless hand had recently been. He probed all the folds, all the corners. Her moans were coming out of her chest more and more. With his tongue, he felt for a bump, which became quite large because of his caresses. Her pussy fluttered. She asked Him. But he did not seem to hear her requests and continued to caress. Finally, she grew bolder and took his tool, it was large, beautiful and very hard to the touch. Yes, she brought him into herself. He kissed her. The dance began, the dance that she had been waiting for all her life, she gave herself to him all. He moved in her and she helped him to the beat. They were in heaven. Everything that they had before, everything that awaited them after, now had no meaning. He saw her bending under him, how she moaned, how she freezes for a second after another orgasm, to dig into him again with her claws, cling to his lips, smell his heated skin. She saw his kind face. I saw the one who gives her everything that she wanted so much, what she so desired. That which appeared only in dreams that turned out to be so far from the reality that surpassed them a thousand times.
Changing positions, each time she experienced many orgasms. Picking up the pace, he brought her into a state of continuous orgasm that lasted an eternity. He loved her, and she him. In his final tigerish thrust, he pushed him deeper, she arched, tensed, a moan escaped her throat, and then a volcano exploded inside her, and hot lava filled her entire pussy, spilling into her most secluded corners with soothing warmth. It was the pinnacle of bliss. They lay side by side, stroking each other gently and affectionately.
He kissed her and offered to become his wife. She agreed.
- I still waited for him - she thought, closing her eyes and clung to him.
They made a really great couple. And this story is an excerpt from real life with a real plot. If someone liked it please like it.