It would seem, rightly demobilized young guy, take the girls or not, but I somehow shy. And they were taken away from me, as they say, from under my nose. This is just the kind of troops I had lumpen.
I was considered a "aristocratic" kid myself - my parents were journalists. They died. Carried them on an ice floe into the ocean…
But in the battalion I hit by mistake. Yes, and hard work do. Okay, I was moving some papers. Well, that's a different story.
So, sexual desire grew... and, Oh, with what sweetness I jerked off in secluded corners, having seen enough naked, slender legs.
However, such discharges gave only temporary relief,the General sexual thirst only grew.
I am ashamed to say, I remained a virgin, this is my twenty-some years!
The sexual release I was trying to find in the works: wrote songs and sang them to the guitar, thus trying to attract the attention of the beautiful half of humanity.
Well, the girls they're fine creatures, sentient, intricasies.
Here intuicio they unmistakably my eternal indecision, and treated me more as a friend than as a potential date.
I was just smiling stupidly. What else?..
I remember my cousin and her classmate Natasha came to visit me. So, imagine, this Natasha liked my singing. And, admiring, at night she herself went to bed with me.
And I really want it, and I'm worried I'm scared, as much as the teeth knock: what if nothing happens?!
And segment of my fear shrank, the body was involved. Natasha on the other hand spent all understand, sighed and got off my bed.
How can I be ashamed, shame, shame. Even frightening. What happens next?
My guests left this morning. And I masturbated and masturbated, imagining how Natasha prove their worth and only oblectives, become calm and indifferent.
At that time, just began to appear video recorders and coveted porn. I do not remember how miraculously I bought a tape recorder, and the first porn cassette literally stunned me. Oh, what the fuck were those guys!
Mine was nowhere near them. And again I jerked off sweetly, aware of their insignificance, and the stress of that porn potentially harmful (when there were such rumors), and I will be forever and permanently impotent.
And here, too, as in the beginning, porn gave only temporary relief, but my passion to have a woman, not satisfied.
I wandered through the streets like a plague, eagerly looking at the girls, in dreams caressed them. But in reality, I did not dare. And almost cried.
My friends-peers all, as one, had girls. In front of each other boasted of their sexual conquests. All I had to do was be jealous.
And then I got a job in the puppet theater as a screenwriter. And they gave me a whole room in the family Dorm. That is, as if the angle in a separate section. In this "apartment" there were only two rooms and a bathroom. So little now was taken by me, and the great – Igor, a man of about thirty-five, a clerk at the post office.
I must say, it was a type of another one! Slim, tall, with big hands, slanting and hot-tempered. Almost every night he'd bring a new girl to the Dorm. One is more terrible than another (and where he only found them?!). And tore them up all night long, under their howls and groans.
At the same time secretly, and sometimes without hiding, recorded sexual joys on the tape recorder and on weekends also alone, at high volume, listened to these cassettes, probably, enjoying the endured triumph.
Often, at night, when he spoke of his next record, on tiptoe I crept to the door of his room and greedily sticking my ear to his door, again masturbated, fearing for them.
I heard the fucking Igor offend their partners, and, like priporova, spanked them. And covered with goose skin passion, envied a lucky neighbor.
I must say that our relationship with Igor somehow did not work out at once. He took the upper hand over our territory and little was considered with me and my problems. For example, I was cleaning the bath all the time, because I like cleanliness.
He same forces routinely could not merged in the same a bath water (not to mention, to to to wash it its after themselves). Yes, and many of his girlfriends also did not bother to clean up after themselves. But all these cleaning supplies - the cleaning also hung in my budget…
Those girlfriends. He jumped from his room, sometimes without a bra, or even a beggar, something was running through the corridor, sometimes I even face them. Forgotten in the common areas items of underwear.
To open conflict we have with a neighbor is not reached. But mutual hostility grew.
And was the first courier - Helen. Somewhere my age. This dark-haired, Oriental type of beauty. So I immediately fell for her. Moreover, it seemed to me that I, too, was not indifferent to her, because in her birthday I gave her her own bouquet and she took it and squinted anxiously, greedily inhaled the buttery scent of those roses.
I decided to invite her to the movies. But he didn't dare that day. Postponed on the next. Up all night. Was resolute until the morning rehearsing his invitation…
However, the next day, didn't dare, as if death fear of failure.
Lena was modest and well-read, and I was just sure that she would like my songs.
Nothing, I reassured myself, not yet evening. I'll invite you next time. And with special diligence washed his clothes, trying to look attractive in front of Elena, neat and clean.
We didn't have a typewriter in the section. We washed by hand, right in the bathroom.
And I remember desperately caressed my shirt, trembling from the cold water. And suddenly someone's big, hot hands grab my buttocks. Somehow it happened that I was without panties, and the door to the bathroom was left open.
You wouldn't believe the surprise I jumped in the tub. But the water was so icy it literally burned my feet. Shrieking, I jumped back, and pushing Igor rushed to his room. My neighbor's cackle.
- Get your Slippers out of the hall!- He shouted at me through the door.- Scattered, I should not here about them stumble.
I lay with my blanket under my nose, trembling and listening.
The neighbor started up his tape recorder, and the groans of passion filled our section.
And next week Lenka I decided not to go to the movies. And over the weekend, somehow it happened that I washed clothes naked again.
I leaned low over the bathroom, sticking out his ass. And understanding myself naked was extraordinarily sweet to me.
Sometimes, concave the lower back, I even moved my buttocks, as if slowly-slowly describing their circle, then clockwise, then against, while my heart went off scale, because the neighbor was at home. He could have. I was terribly afraid of it, and ... I wanted it terribly!
- E, Yes you I look, faggot, - as something as if with understanding said Igor, caught and squeezed my buttocks.- I see you don't have any girls. Well, come to me, I'll fly you. Just wipe your hands.
Literally pounding with excitement, I barely wiped my hands and staggered behind him. While my excitement has passed.
In my room on the wide bed, he swipe the pillows to the back of the head, stripped naked and half-sitting, sprawled on the pillows. His cock stood hard. He was long a little to one side of a collapsed head.
So the glands get involuntarily I was envious. It became clear why that screaming of his partner.
Go suck it.- As-that very strongly told me Igor.
Not understanding what is happening, I stood in front of a naked neighbor cancer. Face him. Caught his cock and began to lick.
- Oh! - Displeased grunt he - TA-AK. Just be careful with your teeth.
I licked him under the prick, knowing that there is the sweetest place, then let the head into his mouth, while he was trying to bend as deep as possible, spreading his legs as wide as possible and slowly moving his ass, as if trying to catch her invisible fly.
I not know now, where I have then embarked on this skill. Well, that's what happened.
Igor finished quickly and violently. I did not even have time to really focus on my feelings.
- Go to the bathroom, get yourself an enema and come to me. He told me.
- What?
- I'll be ready again soon. I'm going to want to fuck.
We did have an enema. Has remained from previous tenants. However, in order to enter, I had not just once or twice to lubricate it with cream for hands. Strange, but at that time I did not worry, but was excited and trembling. I clumsily as he could, made himself a stranger to me the procedure, really not realizing what would happen.
- Soon?!- Impatiently shouted partner.
When I returned to him, it was dark outside, and he turned on the light. His cock was completely wild, up almost parallel to his stomach.
- On, brush it with oil - he gave me a bottle which I kept for my girls.
I grabbed the bottle, shivering hand shook his palm oil and began to put it on his cock. I was surprised how hot it was.
Are you sick?- Asked I have Igor.
- How is it?- I didn't understand in a hoarse voice.
- Well, no sexually transmitted infections? Gonorrhea, gonorrhea? Nothing to reward me?
- N - no like.
- Smory, reward, blame yourself. I warned you. More butter, more butter. Then put it on yourself. Have you fucked already?..
I looked up at him from below. He winked at me from above and crucified my mouth in a smirk:
You like it!
- Come on, get the bed. Get cancer.
Already well lubricated, I stood up, as widely as possible, spreading his knees.
- Bend over and twist your ass, enjoy the moment.- Ordered Igor.
I slowly caroused, still feeling nothing. The partner suddenly blew me Spencer, and I shivered: the air was fresh, cold.
Igor laughed.
He slammed me hand on one, then on the other buttock.
Great ass: white, untanned with blue-veined, elastic - farming he squeezed her.- Even better than my Ludka. - He praised.
I could feel his cock flying around. But he hasn't touched me yet.
I very slowly and, honestly, involuntarily flailing ass, as if seeking him. Finally the neighbor power both inside their hands parted my legs, although they stood pretty wide ( I thought something cracked), pressed on the shoulder, prognuv me, and the ring of his fingers tightly squeezed my waist. I felt the head of the penis rested against the anus, from which he fearfully squeezed. But the partner began to enter.
He didn't push, he pressed a prick, long without departing. But she didn't.
Finally, he loosened his grip, and I felt heavy, warm drops of fragrant ylang - ylang oil drip onto my anus. He rubbed them, dripped them again. He was silent and strained nozzles. He was excited and even a little hoarse. I felt it and trembled.
- Wait, I'll turn off the light. And it will go,- he stepped to the wall.- Young people love the dark.
He turned off the light bulb, and for some reason it really became somehow easier. His fingers tied my waist again. He started typing again.
"Relax," he whispered passionately. - The first time will only be difficult.
He pressed hard, I frowned in pain, trying to relax, and finally felt the head gently entered me, and the sphincter tightly closed behind her.
- Well, as you were afraid - vshlipnul partner, and started to make a very small frictions, as if to shake.
I did not have any feelings except that he very, very slowly enters me. My excitement at that moment was stripped from the alarm.
However, frictions were becoming wider, so I had no idea how much of his cock I took and accept. I just knew he was already fucking me. And fuck silently. Finally, he strained froze, tensed, and something hot splashed me in the depths. He came. The bed stopped creaking, he went out and fell on the bed.
On the inside of my thighs flowed sperm. I could feel my anus Contracting sluggishly. My legs were shaking, too, well, below the belt, I felt as if I had lost.
"Go to your room," he ordered. But don't jerk off
Trying to get out of bed, I almost fell. Legs were trembling, my mouth was dry. There was a feeling that something extraordinarily sweet was coming to me, which I had been waiting for. But it passed by without even touching me.
I was lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to deal with my feelings. Honest word, one thing the full indifference and pain in anus. The clock ticked, and the light of car headlights slanting rectangles went to the bookshelf.
Neighbor hit the wall.
- Come to me!
I shuddered and jumped. The sheet reached for me-stuck to his buttocks on his cum.
His dick was standing hard again. Like some strange macaque he was rushing around the room, writhing and bending, shaking his pelvis, and it seemed that colorful waves were walking around his lean, but wide and tall body. He showed me everything, twisted his cock and made faces, being in all his animal lasciviousness.
The garden I planted, I watered,- foolish, he slapped himself a member of the stomach. Devouring the look of this cock, I took off on the bed and took a pose, widely spread his hands his white buttocks.
The need for oil now because I thickly was coated on the inside with his sperm. And his cock also gave abundant lubrication.
Again, the ring of his fingers tightly and greedily gripped my waist, and he imperiously entered already regardless of my feelings. Acute pain pierced me, then slowly began to subside. He fucked me as he went deeper and deeper. And I felt that his hip is already close, even felt their warmth and knew it was going to take it all, and then for the first time, some sweet feather came dekotora me somewhere under the belly button and melted away, and I involuntarily let out his first moan.
Then the feather spun again. And again. And here to me for the first time came forbidden, but such sweet understanding that me fuck as the woman . And my limp dick just got hard. Unable to control myself, I grabbed him and soon orgasm shook me. As much as possible, as far as possible, planting me, finished and partner…
The next day, I shaved myself as carefully as I could, including my armpits. Igor has allowed me to wear funny Slippers with fluffy POM-POM, who forgot one of his mistresses. And we fucked all night again.
Now he had me in all positions and entered me entirely. I especially liked being on top of him, facing him. Igor the guy wiry and strong, like a spring.
Holding me by the hips, he finely - finely gave from below, I, leaning his arms outstretched in his stomach, his eyes rolled with bliss and knew that soon I could finish without hands.
I knew a little mean lover records our sexual intercourse tape, purposely asking whether I to I answered to the voice, words. And then, certainly somewhere uses these records. I didn't care!
I've led a double life now. At work was still the same timid screenwriter Sanechka who liked to drink tea with the courier Lenochka-strange, but I sometimes caught myself thinking that she still interests me as a woman. At home, I was the passionate lover of my rough neighbor. I now had several pairs of stockings, cosmetics and permanent hair removal cream.
With products then was progress has been slow. But some clothes, it was possible to get. And the sex industry was already gaining momentum.
And if someone could inadvertently look in the evening, at night, or in the morning to us in the section, he would be wildly surprised to see how I shamelessly spread out, bent at the knees, smooth legs in white fishnet stockings, side suck his blissfully stretched on the pillows mailer.
And strange changes occurred in my body. Sex I now wanted to exclusively anal, under this before act, especially on the morning, my sphincter opened up, I was taken hand and orally avidly have his partner. When he got up in full power, on top I hurried to ride him and got his shaking bliss, literally feeling a little hardens my penis, and some nerve endings free patterns, develop and grow together in my crotch, and soon, very soon, I will get a full orgasm without hands.
Oh, how sweet we fucked after a warm sleep!
Was it love? No, please. It was passion. Crazy, animal. Passion on the verge of an accident. I felt that my paskudny lover prepares against me some vile - all rustled and rustled his terrible tape recorder.
And yet, often I could be seen sitting on it to face him on his cock when the fucker himself was sitting on the couch. And his faceted trunk went deep into my hot, fat anus, and dangled the white lace of my female corset in the hollow between my white buttocks, and tickled his light tip of the lover's egg. And my legs wrapped greedily around his feet.
And I slowly rose and, like a slug, slid down this trunk, gently rotating ass, hugging partner by the neck and obscenely kissing him passionately.
And strange! Yesterday straight Igorek almost ceased to drive to his girlfriends (and friends now came to him rarely), insatiably enjoying me. However, he has always maintained an extremely active role.
At the same time in the peak of his mistresses did not humiliate, treated me even with some tenderness. I even was sure, if anything happens, he will stand to protect our young, sexy Paradise, without hesitation.
Although to slap on the Pope, and grab the neck with hard sex loved. And he encouraged me to change into a woman, sometimes he threw some little things, showing such an unattractive ingenuity. And was terribly excited by them!
I became passive. But I was completely sexually satisfied!
... And here Igor slyly whispered in my ear that tonight I will be a surprise.
Let's have a Threesome! he opened his mouth with a silly grin and rubbed his hands with pleasure.
But who?! I was scared.
- Ashot will be with the girl.
Who are you?
- With you, of course. And I bought you something especially for that. He lifted the package.
I knew Ashot. Old, bald and gray-haired nasty southerner with bulging eyes. And what they only connected with Igor? There were rumors that this Ashot is a master of fucking and does not miss a single skirt. He was grabbing my ass, too. He seemed to know about my connection with his friend. The first time I went to a Threesome, and with whom, with Ashot! Despite the fact that we have a small town. As always, if this Ashot to keep my mouth shut?! That's the question.
In the package there was a female cap. So black, with a very high, dense canopy and red - cat - ears on it. Separately, in a small transparent bag was some kind of fishing line. I looked at Igor questioningly.
Try it!- Kind of came into it with delight.
I'm wearing a wire. Exactly my size. But the line. What's it? Was are cat whiskers Velcro. I taped under the nose and mustache, who playfully dealt. I was a cat in cap with ears and whiskers.
Even in the package were new white stockings with a very wide elastic band.
That's great! Great, look in the mirror!!!- screaming partner. I want you! He started pawing at me greedily. I avoided it. We've been waiting for "interesting" evening.
- As they come, you wear the stockings, the gloves, the hat and antennae, and wait, I'll call you - he instructed Igor.
- You want to give me to that fat man?!
- No, we are, they are. Relax. All their own! He winked again.
I knew they Ashot compete to see who the girls are cooler. Igor said that this Ashot glory as at the excellent fucker.
Is my lover I decided to "outdo" the other in terms of their "girlfriends"?
I must say that by the time, to my surprise, my hips somehow floated, rounded, and my figure was feminine enough attractive, though thin and slightly angular, like a model. From regular sex skin was white, smooth, velvety. Incredibly, my waist appeared some female bodily aristocracy, as in Lima Vajkule.
I was terribly worried, but still carefully performed all the procedures. And just in case swallowed a tablet of delagil, so as not to catch any infection.
And then there was a short call to our section. Pulled vivid women's perfume. Locking myself in my room, I carefully rolled out my stockings on my legs, pulling up the elastic bands high, put on my high heels, pulled on white fishnet gloves to the elbow, glued the antennae, put on the card and again became a naked and mannered cat. I was worried. He couldn't find his place.
Igor suddenly looked into the room. Fixed his gaze on me and already sat down with delight:
- I'm fucking poison!!! Even so - he gave me a fluffy ball. I opened my palm in fright. It was ...a tail.
- Stick it on the back too.
- He's a rabbit?! I was surprised.
Clay, please. Wait!
Squirming, trying to look behind his back, to be smooth, I put the Velcro directly on his cob. Over my buttocks lustfully "flashed" hare tail.
It is necessary to be photographed then, there was at me an idea.
I was called.
I walked in all dressed up, deliberately lasciviously wagging my hips. The room was dark, it was terribly stuffy and smoky ( Igor and I do not smoke), acutely smelled all the same perfume. Near the sofa was a table with a drink.
On the couch, spread her legs wide apart, in a businesslike collapsed Ashot brought with draped veins powerful cock and devoured me with eyes. Next to him was a girl, apparently, she just gave him a Blowjob. Sitting next with a partner, she was inclined to Ashot, but now all eyes were staring at me. Her mouth was open, saliva hanging from her plump lips.
- Sosa - authoritatively bowed her head to his cock Ashot.
Holy Moses! ... It was Lena. There was nothing to do, she continued to suck, almost betraying us. But I have noticed some confusion, even terror that flashed in her eyes. She even brought her knees in fright. She was completely naked, too.
Naked Igor, poured the glasses, and they drank in silence Ashot.
Looks like he was pleased with the effect I produced on his companion. Although this wise friend has not filed any kind. Igor, too, collapsed on the couch, threw me on the floor the pillow and spread her legs. I knelt down in front of him. Caught the hand in the glove of his cock and began to do Blowjob.
Friends then winked at each other, then looked at us with Lena, directed our heads and somehow strained silent. But I felt both excited to the limit. In the air a little sparks flashed. Ashot was older, more experienced, so he endured longer.
Igor younger than, because more impatient. He soon jumped up - I have as much teeth chattered over his member – set in the middle of the room chair and turned on the tape recorder. I don't know why, but I knew what to do.
I stood over the chair in my stilettos, legs wide apart, so the seat was between my legs. Took his back and half-sat on her legs spread, went protruding ass with a fluffy tail. I even looked behind me.
Igor came up behind me and immediately grabbed me by the waist and slid into me, like butter on the eggs. I popridiratsya to his cock, then slowly began to twist his anus, feeling the hot head is somewhere inside you.
We fucked right in front of our partners, standing sideways to them. Seeing this picture, and could not stand Ashot, slapped Lenka on the back, and she slowly and tight, although it was well oiled, crawled his pussy on top of his cock, being face to us. And the light from the lamp, as it so successfully fell-directly on their genitals.
I could not help was surprised that the small Lenka big pussy with a nice Clit that was now crawling on the dick like a red snail, at the front of his face.
Sugar white slender body of the girl on the background of a large, dark, almost invisible body of her partner. Somewhere in the darkness gleamed only his grey hairs, Yes, perfectly, in every detail, was visible to his dick, which was incorporated mistress, and mighty eggs, who sometimes seemed to her eggs. Activity showed only the partner, Ashot was motionless.
Mannered vygnuvshis, I was given to Igor with a special grace, and then looking back at Igor, presenting his grateful, admiring glances.
Yes, my lover, holding me by the hips in stockings, this time, had me exactly gracefully, like a graceful kitty. Sleeves tightly together, we have simultaneously drifted like jellyfish in the deep, slowly savoring-
Try mA - mA.,
Try Jaga - Jaga.-
while she had to sit down on the old man somehow heavy and thick. Casting his eyes on the crucified Lenkina pussy, I knew that he could never do it so deeply and sincerely to enter it.
And this is not available cunt unusually excited me. And I squeezed closer and closer to my lover, and we swayed hotter and hotter. He's a tall man with big hands and I'm a skinny white fag in a cat suit in white fishnet stockings on a cool female thighs-
Try m-m,
I need this.-
While my tiny penis all stood up for the first time in all our time with Igor and do almost painfully.
Unprecedented sweetness flows I have somewhere inside, and I knew that cumming without hands, you only need time and a little more rhythm. And this rhythm is available, one has only to want.
Lena rolled her eyes, she was already not up to me. She was completely absorbed in her process. And I'm in a rhythm throwing and throwing glances at her burning in the plentiful lubricant pussy.
Finally she has put feet back on its feet partner. Once again, it became possible to actively sit down the whole depth, increasing the tempo. Her nipples sticking out terribly, and the clitoris was tense. She began to shake convulsions, and somehow terribly arched-like somersaulting-belly forward, she began to cum. Leaning his hands on the back of the stomach lover.
We put on more tempo, then more. Well, well, well!!!!! And here's my segment is wildly tense and seemed to burst, raising in me a wave of bliss, and desirable cum dripped from his head on the seat of the chair. And then I felt that Igor also cums…
The last" came " Ashot. Moving away from his first orgasm, Lena again began to move on the penis. Then stretched the entire length and froze, like something feeling something internally listening, clutching hands to his chest.
Suddenly she swung twice, froze again, and so sat for a long time until the sperm appeared from her vagina, crawled visibly on the balls of her lover, began to spread on the couch. Ashot never moved.…