Yes, this summer has turned out to be hot all the same... But the day has passed, the sun is about to fall below the horizon... and the gaze of itself rushes into the water surface tinted with sunset crimson. Oh, this view, it seems such beauty can touch even the most callous heart, make even a lonely, deceived and desperate soul to find its other half again and again inflame with love - no matter what - for a chamomile, lonely languishing among the burdocks, to the river making a graceful turn and carrying its waters to an unknown distance, to the sunset, so grandiosely and majestically ending a fine summer day ... No, perhaps in Pskov you will not find a place closer to the city, where every day in clear weather you can see this ...
... But what is strange is that there are no souls on the Stepanovsky Meadow ... Even despite the fact that the sunset is about to begin ... Usually at this time there is nothing to sit down here - there is nowhere to stand, the whole coast is dotted with young couples as if with variegated flowers . Here is their favorite place... yes, no one... I'm alone today... alone with myself and my loneliness...
- Hello...
Losing my head in my thoughts, I did not immediately realize that someone was saying hello ...
Hello, do you mind if I join you...
Turning around, I realize that they are greeting me. My gaze rests on the tanned girlish legs, then sliding up I manage to note to myself that their owner, among other things, was lucky with everything else. Gorgeous hips, turning into a narrow waist... Unbuttoned, apparently after the heat of the day, the button of an iridescent white blouse reveals a view of a part of a not large, but bursting with youth, measuredly heaving breasts. All this splendor is crowned by a young, pretty face, with regular features, framed by a cascade of golden hair shimmering in the sunset light, among which a white, possibly silver, butterfly-shaped hairpin plays with highlights.
- H-hello ... - I answer a little confused ... - yes, of course, sit down ... please ...
The girl sat down on the grass next to me, so close to me that a light breeze in a place with river smells brings the knocking smell of a young body to my nostrils from my feet ...
- Do you want beer ... I timidly offer.
- Thank you, I won’t refuse, it’s not a cool day today - the thirst is so tormented that now I’m afraid I won’t be able to quench it for a long time ...
The conversation flowed smoothly to various everyday topics, about the hot summer ... Warm evenings ... that soon all this will end, no matter how August is in the yard ...
“Look, the sun has almost set…” a new friend said softly, tugging at a long blade of grass in her fingers, “and this warm breeze just drives me crazy…” she continued blissfully closing her eyes and exposing her beautiful face to the warm air currents…
A slight smile of its own touched my lips, a person sitting next to me who quite sincerely rejoices in the delights of nature, I would like to, oh, how I want to forget forever what happened today, to stifle the pain and sorrow that tear my soul apart, to forget that .. .
Suddenly, my gaze falls on the knee of my interlocutor by itself ... This same breeze, which she enjoys so much, slightly lifted and easily threw back the weightless fabric of the dark skirt, revealing to me the girl’s leg in all its glory, in my eyes, as if a sunbeam cut a small piece of snow-white lace covering a slightly puffy triangle...
I looked around in confusion, but it seemed that the beauty did not even notice what had happened, Continuing to enjoy the light impulses, she still did not open her eyes, and the blade of grass, as if catching my confused look on itself, slowly, as if on purpose wagging from side to side, headed in the direction to the chest ... The girl's breathing became deep, and it seemed to me slightly intermittent. The second button of the blouse, trying with all its might to hold on to the loop at least by the edge, could not withstand the pressure of the ever stronger heaving breast, and fell off, revealing the velvet of slightly tanned skin and the same intricate pattern of lace that had turned pink in the light of the dying sun. The blade of grass, without stopping for more than a second, just as slowly, as if mocking the gaze frozen on it, walked along the line of lace and set off on a further journey along the magnificent slightly quivering tummy ... My God, but the button is no more ... the blouse simply sold out on the two halves rolled softly on the sides and spread out on the grass... The blade of grass that continued to move suddenly froze... Oh, no, no, keep going, please don't stop, a certain inner voice groaned in me... My heart pounded wildly, I felt that my friend felt very cramped in his trousers ...
The blade of grass slid to the right, then suddenly darted in the opposite direction along the belt, returned to the beginning and, as if at a loss, froze ... Belt !!! The grasshopper does not want to part with her delicate velvet skin so much that she simply cannot cross this border ... Having completely lost my mind, without hesitation, I reached out my hand and unbuttoned the button ... It turned out to be the only lock that fettered the skirt wrapped around the hips. As if in a dream, the skirt slid down and took its place on the grass ... near the blouse. Eyes just stuck in the lace panties. Quite narrow... A tiny triangle barely covered what was designed to protect from prying eyes... A narrow ribbon tended to the sides, narrowing with every centimeter and threatening to come to naught. I never knew much about women's underwear, but what I saw in front of me completely clouded my mind, which was already a little moved from its place.
The fingers trembled and dropped the blade of grass... But, as if not at a loss, they immediately took its place and glided further along the liberated path. Having rounded the edge of the eye-catching lace, they went to the thigh, but before they had time to do part of the way they returned back ... to the tummy .. and, having circled a little in place, again went down ... but already under the fabric ... The laces reared up, indicating the movement of the hand. .. I saw something that overflowed the cup of male patience - there, in the depths, a stain of moisture was clearly indicated, increasing in size ...
- Aaaaahh - a girlish sigh hit my ears ... Everything !!! Hold me - I thought, and my lips fell just below the neck ... Inhaling the aroma of a young and strong female body and feeling the tenderness and velvety skin with my tongue, I realized that my fingers had come off such a sweet occupation and dug their nails into my short-haired head. Only touching the patterned fabric with my tongue, I discovered that it had disintegrated like all the other parts of the toilet. Probably the front clasp flashed through my befuddled head, but I didn’t have time to think ... I felt with my lips a hard, warm, trembling with impatience nipple, hugging it with my tongue I dug into it more and more ... Already trembling fingers directed me to the cherished triangle of patterns, the panties were without fasteners, but a moment was enough to throw off the patch that interfered with my tongue and lips ... Not a trace of vegetation ... Virginly clean, soft and warm skin... And deeper... deeper... Moist and warm... Sweetness of honey on the lips and trembling flesh... A finger slipped between the lips and the hollow and disappeared into the depths... This is a blow below the belt - against No man can stand this. Deliberately slowly returning to her lips and getting rid of her shirt and jeans, I finally met her gaze burning with excitement ... Her whole body was shaking as if with an electric current ...
- Let's! Let's! I beg you not to bore me!!! - Almost tearing up, the girl whispered, Clutching my shoulders with her nails... Unable to endure the cutting pain of my nails, I entered... It seemed that all the warmth of the Universe enveloped me in an instant... Her fingers rushed from their place... collecting from mine shoulder small shreds of skin ...
- AAAAA!!! It hit my eardrums... With an effort unknown to me, she squeezed everything inside, forcing me to exhale in response...
- AAAAAA!!!
Now slowly, then sharply, then deeply, then not at all entering her much, I made her moan incessantly ... A sharp and large trembling pierced her body ... "Together, only together !!!" she could only whisper, plunging her nails into me even more, at the very moment when I entered her for the last time with all the power available to me and exploded, almost growling from the bliss that tore me to pieces ...
... I opened my eyes ... The sun had already set, the couples were slowly leaving the high bank, it was almost dark, and only the light of the city reflected in the dome of the church from the other side gleamed in the waves. Where did the people come from... After all, there was no one except me and the girl... Girls..!!! I looked around, but the girl of my dreams disappeared... Strange... All my clothes are on... Next to me are two empty bottles of the good old "Miller"... Really a dream... Yes... all the same a dream... I got up and brushed the grass off his trousers... He turned to the city... Something flashed in his eyes. Well, what kind of slovenliness - I thought - well, you are drinking here, but why beat the container yourself you will cut yourself ... I bent down, picked up a small fragment and was about to throw it under the cliff ... But I froze as if rooted to the spot, not believing my eyes. ..
From the palm of my hand, shimmering in the light of the lanterns from the road, a silver butterfly was looking at me ...