I want to talk about one of my novels with a very interesting and sexy man. His name is Dima, 29 years old, short brown-haired with unusually beautiful green eyes. My name is Lina, a slender 22-year-old girl with long light brown hair. We met at the same company, my friend worked there, I went to her, she introduced me to Dmitry. I will never forget how he looked at me with his languid gaze of narrowed eyes, pleasant manners, courageous physique, strong-willed chin, and even Scorpio according to the zodiac sign - the most temperamental and passionate sign. Since then, I began to visit my friend at that company more often, until I hinted to him that I liked him and left my phone number.
In my youth, I graduated from art school, so I decided to draw his portrait from memory and sent it to him by mail. Dima called, thanked him for the portrait and offered to meet. There was a heavy downpour, we were driving around the city at night, a continuous wall of rain almost drowned out our conversation. Quiet music, I physically felt his warmth, admired the beautiful hands of an aristocratic shape, I imagined how his gentle fingers stroked and penetrated me. We sat in a cafe, then went to his house.
“Lina, you painted my portrait so well, I wouldn’t have thought that such a charming girl was also an artist,” he said.
-You have perfect facial features, I was very pleased to do this.
Dima filled the glasses with champagne:
- Let's drink to a pleasant acquaintance and so that this meeting will not be the last.
This meeting really was not the last, sleepless night of mind-blowing sex. Once again getting ready to visit him, I put on black lingerie and black stockings, high-heeled boots, a transparent beige blouse and a silk scarf.
Dima opened the door, and I immediately rushed to hug him, inhaling his unique and exciting smell, which was reminiscent of the smell of ripe plums and summer herbs. We drank, Dima put on slow music and pulled me towards him for a slow dance, pressing his forehead to my forehead.
- Linochka, dance a striptease for me...
- But I’m not very good at it.
“You can do it,” he answered and took out a camera and sat down in a chair.
I began to slowly take off my skirt, stroking my legs, then I pulled off my panties, took my scarf, pulled it between my legs and began to run it along my crotch. The scarf clung to the hairs on my pubic area, I took off my blouse and bra and began to tug at my nipples, stroking my neck and shoulders. Then she sat on top of Dima, swaying, as if imitating sexual intercourse. I’m wearing only stockings and garters, I start rubbing my crotch on his knee, my wetness leaves a mark on his trousers. I tie his hands behind his back with a scarf and kneel in front of him, slowly unbuttoning his pants. I take his penis into my mouth, abundantly wetting it with saliva, my lips are compressed in a tight ring on the head, my tongue, at first gently, then intensively slides along the frenulum, holding it with my hand at the base of the penis, I squeeze it. Dima’s cheeks are burning, he throws his head back, unable to hold back his moans. Before orgasm, I untie his hands and he cums on my chest.
Dima takes me in his arms and carries me to the bed, taking off the rest of my clothes. He takes the largest strawberry in the vase, bites off the tip and begins to move it over my lips, lower and lower, along my stomach, leaving a red trace of juice on my skin. He runs the berry over my clitoris, the hard bones scratch the skin, the juice mixes with my juice, the smell of strawberries awakens even more sensuality. Then he takes cold champagne into his mouth and releases it onto my labia, I feel a slight tingling sensation, goosebumps run through my body from the cold. A long teasing kiss, Dima runs the tip of his tongue along my stomach, kisses the inside of my thighs, my toes, sucks my thumb like a small penis. It tickles a little, his hands squeeze my ankles and spread my legs wide.
“Dimochka, I can’t do it anymore, touch me there,” I moaned...
Finally, his lips close on my clitoris, his tongue persistently slides along the entire wet cleft, makes circular movements along the anus, two fingers penetrate the vagina. I shudder and moan in this madness, his fingers either speed up or stop. Suddenly he inserts a wet finger into my anus, I scream from the unusual sensation. With one hand she caresses the clitoris and stimulates the anus until I cum. Then he enters me, I wrap my legs around his hips to take him into me as deeply as possible, and a mad ride begins. I close my eyes from unbearable pleasure, biting my lip, our bodies are covered in sweat, Dimino’s hot breath, his quiet moans are unusually inflaming. His lips are so sweet and tart from drinking champagne, I want his taste and smell to remain on my skin for as long as possible. After orgasm, in a languid state, I feel his seed running down my thighs.
“Honey, you have such a sweet ass, I want you,” he said in a hoarse voice.
- But I’ve never tried “there” before.
- Don’t lie, something happened, I see it in your eyes.
- Once I was alone at home and, having read porn, I took a thick candle, lit it to melt the wax and make the edges smoother, applied more Vaseline and inserted it all the way into my ass. The candle was hard, it was very painful, I didn’t like this sodomy.
“Do the same in front of me, I want to see,” Dima takes a dildo out of the desk drawer and hands it to me.
- I don’t want to, he’s fat, imagine what they would do to you.
- I can imagine and even want it...
I take the pillow and throw it in the middle of the bed.
“Lie down on the pillow with your stomach,” I commanded.
Dima follows my order, I sit on top of him, my hands stroke his broad back and buttocks, massaging every muscle. I spread his halves wide apart, lick his tender hole with my tongue, pressing with the tip of my finger. I generously lubricate the dildo with Vaseline and carefully insert it into his ass, begin slow movements, remove it and forcefully insert it again. His hands squeeze the sheet, and loud moans fill the room from tension and pain. I myself am so horny that if there was another vibrator, I would insert it into myself. His scream brings me to my senses, I probably made too sharp, deep thrusts, without controlling myself. I take the vibrator out of his anus and collapse next to him, exhausted. I know how sensitive Dima is, I never even scratched his back, for fear of hurting him, but here I crossed all boundaries. I took his hand, covering each finger and wrist with kisses, and said quietly:
- Dimochka, I'm sorry, I probably overdid it. I very love you. If you want, do the same to me.
- It's okay, I wanted it myself. I'll do it, but not today...
- What should I do to atone for my guilt?
- I don’t have the strength to punish you now. I want to handcuff you, bite you and brutally rape you in all your orifices. But you are so tender and fragile, with snow-white skin, you can only be cherished like a porcelain doll. Don’t let any man do to you what you don’t want, you deserve the best,” he said, smiling.
- It was unforgettable, you are the best man in the world, you revealed yourself to me. You made all my fantasies come true, I adore you.
This ideal relationship ended after a year and a half, but I will never be able to forget him and will forever believe that fate will bring us together again...
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