Sex stories, Page 26

It happened a long time ago. I studied in the first year. The first session in my life began. There were still a few days left for the exams, but I didn’t have two more tests, including an English test. The lecturer appointed me to come on January 3 to return all the debts. But since the New Year has just arrived and the head is still not completely sick of celebrating it, there was, of course, no time to prepare, and I didn’t want to. And here I came to inst, to English with no complete knowledge of what I should do. English classrooms we have in bulk in bulk and I had to pretty much run around before finding our teacher. By the way, the teacher was an old woman, who could not get a credit for free.

I quickly took off her dress, took off her bra, pulled off her panties. Warm water with a lot of foam was already poured, and I was admiring my tanned, toned body in a mirror the size of an entire wall in a bath. Oh, how beautiful I was, I thought to myself, stroking my chest in circular motions, lightly pinching the pink tubercles of my nipples, which quickly hardened and turned into two pleasure vehicles that let the heat of excitement spread through the body and down from the chest. tummy reaching my smoothly shaved pussy. Instinctively, my right hand went down along the thigh and began gently stroking her pussy, slightly spreading her lips and pressing down on the bead of the clitoris, I bit her lip from the swelling of excitement.

Involuntarily I remembered a rainy summer day a couple of years ago, when I lost my virginity. I will never forget my first boy in this regard, and every time it rains, I start thinking about that day. It is a little ridiculous, as I always promised myself that I would marry only a virgin and that I would never back down from this principle, a little ridiculous, how intense excitement made me send to hell this promise that day. No, I still do not regret anything.

The bright summer sun caressed the Aegean coast. The waves beat against the rocks and carried the fresh smell of the sea. Plain gray stones glittered in salt like gems. On such days, I just want to stay in the sun, substituting heels for the blows of the waves. The distant horizon floated, as if a fire had been kindled before it and its heat heated the air. Rumor delighted the rustle of the waves. But soon something vivid came to this sleepy idyll: there was a slow, slow sound of hooves, and from behind distant rocks a high silhouette began to appear.

Let's go to the granny with her mother. We must help the old. Whiten, paint the floors. In short, a little bit to bring housing in the "divine form," as the grandmother says. My mother has a vacation, I have a vacation. Freedom! We arrived. In the morning, on the second day, the grandmothers of the furniture were pulled out, they took out everything that was possible from the two rooms. Stayed granny bedroom. My mother and I decided to spend the night on the veranda. Big, warm. In the childhood, the guest at the grandmother, till September here slept. On the veranda of enormous sizes, it is a couch covered with soft junk. You can place a platoon. Well, or at least separation. We have enough space. The rooms are whitewashed, the floors are painted.

I want to talk about the trip to the cottage with my brother. I was 18, brother 21. We are not that were with him best friends, but especially and did not swear. So on trifles, as at all. But in order to be able to go to the country house and remain unattended parents, I had to pretend that we did not spill water, and only my brother told his parents that he would go for a week to rest from the city, I immediately asked for it with him. His name, by the way, is Max.

Hello everyone, I want to tell a story that happened to me about 5 years ago. I went alone to fitness not far from my house. I, in principle, and without fitness, everything is fine with the figure, but I still occasionally went there because of the pool. The fitness was not round-the-clock and I loved going there in the evening, before closing. I do not like when a lot of people. At that time, I also went this way, except for me there was only one person in the hall, and then the instructor. He was naked on the torso and ran on a treadmill, he looked impressive and I even envied his muscles. A kind of athlete-stripper every girl dreams of.

Nothing much happened in my life. I was the usual quiet clever, no night party, drinks or girlfriends. At 18, I have never even tried to smoke a cigarette. I was just a home guy: home, internet, TV. In general, not cool. But about my brother this can not be said. He is a real rebel, in my opinion, he even smokes in his room. I don’t know, his parents don’t really cling to him, apparently they understood that he wouldn’t be able to raise a good child out of him.

- Good evening, my sweet bitches - in the voice of the lady heard the notes of a cat's purr, which did not bode well. - Today, my beloved girl will be - Alla sat in a chair and sipped cognac, which Natasha presented to her - her favorite maid, who was in a privileged position among others: she had already worked a week of incessant sex with her mistress and could quit at any moment - but Natasha I urgently needed money - her mother was in a very difficult situation - she urgently needed an expensive operation. This kept Natasha from Alla. It was rumored that Alla and Natasha often change roles during sex and Natasha pervertedly fucks Alla and forces her to carry out her orders.

My name is Svetlana, my husband and I have been living for almost twenty years, his name is Andrey. We bring up son Lyoshka, who turned 18! In general, the usual, not the unremarkable family. I have a sister, Julia, who is three years older than me. She is married and they also have a son, our age. It was to her that we were going to go for the weekend, we live in one area, except that we drive about three hours by car. My husband and I agreed not to linger from work and leave on Friday.

So Hermione's parents were cheated. At Hogwarts only boys were taught magic. When she received a letter from Hogwarts, they were happy that their daughter would become a fairy. The Grangers did not know what fate they would condemn their daughter by sending them to the nursery of depravity itself. Hermione was also happy about this turn of fate.

One summer, my friend's parents went on a business trip at the same time, and she suggested that I spend the night at her place. I agreed and came to her. We sat down to dinner, she took out a bottle of wine. After dinner, they sat down to watch TV, and she offered to play cards for desires. I agreed. For the first time I won. I thought for a long time what to wish and said:

Like a whore to be? - asked someone from the Tajiks. Then - plop, plep! - me on the cheeks. Then in the ass - Slap, Slap! Yes. Yes! - I replied with a cock in my mouth and ass. My boyfriend Ilyukha watched this action and made a cellular one on the quiet. The second one took the dick out of my ass - he was replaced by a new dick - that big 20/6. I felt how Dobina enters my anal and begins to move. Tight and hard until the eggs, planting.

Unexpected fee Ilyukha came into my room and said -One businessman wants to find a fag to make a home video for himself. Special fag without taboos. I offered you a-sent him a video with you. He answered, yes, this is what you need and offered a good grandmother. I pay him a tidy sum for you. There will be a group of guys, big, different nationalities of guys. hui too different.

Great summer Saturday morning spoiled the phone call at six in the morning. At this time it is necessary to sleep! This, of course, calls the aunt, who decided to remind that at seven o'clock they agreed to meet with her mother on the golf course. Dad probably left - otherwise he would have picked up the phone after the first bell. Nothing, wait ... The phone rang about fifteen times before Mom answered.

I knew that there was nothing good there: drunkenness, spree, fights, but finally in the second year I decided to go with everyone, our girls told too many funny stories from there. I grew up in a decent family, did not drink, did not smoke. I lost my virginity only in the first year, when I came from my province to the regional center to study at the university and live in a student hostel. I liked fucking, I had several partners in my first year, all from the same dorm.

That was a couple of years ago. My wife and I went on a long-awaited joint vacation. On the advice of friends, we chose a cool five-star hotel in Sharm El Sheikh. We spent the last gray autumn Moscow day at the airport waiting for our charter. After several transfers of the flight late in the evening, the plane finally departed. When they landed at Sharma airport it was already dark. To the hotel we drove the hotel minibus. The hotel did not disappoint, and the hotel staff welcomed us with warm smiles. The hotel presented itself as separate bungalows scattered around the territory and the main building. Our house was located on the shore at a distance from the main building and the road to it, accompanied by the battle, seemed long and intricate.

I was in a military hospital, they made an examination for an acquaintance. There were 9 more soldiers in the ward, who were commissioned for various reasons. My young wife Galya came to me almost every day. She was then 25 years old, short in stature with a plump figure, lush ass and a small elastic chest. When the whole chamber came and devoured it with her eyes, she blushed with embarrassment, but endured it. On February 23, we celebrated right in the ward, the authorities left, and we bought vodka, and soon decently drunk people lay on their beds and smoked.

This garbage is all that Beethoven wrote the 14th Sonata on the Moon. You can take notes and see. There is a dedication there. He wrote this very “Moonlight Sonata” to one Russian princess (or Countess? - memory to hell). Written from unrequited love, from mental torment, from splashing over the edge of passion and desire. He also wrote to his friend on the pianos. And he, well fed and satisfied with his life, sat in the armchairs, digested dinner, listened, listened, and in the first part, he probably fell asleep. And then he woke up, and he said: “Eh, brother Beethoven, so this is just like at night. The moon there every imagination, the sky, the bushes ... And to sleep hotstsa ... "Ludwig did not say anything to him, because he was in love and paid attention only to the words of the object of his adoration.

My name is Elena, I am 18 years old. And I want to tell you about what happened long ago in my life. That day I will never forget, that day my most cherished dream came true ...