So here is, even me, human strictly peaceful and civil. (In the army, I almost did not serve, a month after the oath was struck down with appendicitis, and was the reserve). This gene was forced to buy a new "Saiga-12 030 COP". And every six months pulls out to hunt.
At the end of August my friends and I went to the lakes to get a duck. At this time, the young stand on the wing. Therefore, you can beat the bird with the approach. And the weather is lovely, still very warm, even hot.
We usually go together:
– Our mastermind Alex Garmoshki, he's much older than he was already forty-three. I met him at my first job after the army before the Institute. We have been friends for almost 8 years.
– Max Altuhov – my classmate's son hunter. A tough guy this year who changed a quarter of a century.
- Vyacheslav Evdokimov is a modest author of these lines. Got a lot of work done in the last few years. Twenty-six-year-old bachelor, wise experience, but not gray hair.
Alas. On hunting we, of course, go with tents, with vodka, with a guitar, and without women. In this – there is no secret. It's tradition.
Here, we only drink after the hunt – it is not against the law. When fried snack on a spit, the glare of fire dancing on the canopy of tents and trees. Have a fire sit healthy men tell stories and anecdotes. Tired of the day the body relaxes under the influence of alcohol. And there comes a moment of unity with nature, with the spirits of ancestors, with the cosmos. There is no one around, only you and the bottomless starry sky above your head.
This has happened for many years, it should have happened this time, but…
I went to the shore of the "Count's" lake, Max walked fifty meters to the right, Leshka as much to the left. Shrieked the monkey. I sat down in the reeds, parted the stems in front of me floated a female with a brood, further from the shore barraged three drakes. Threw up the barrel, took aim, gently pressed the trigger. The shot crashed, the male nearest to me remained lying on the water surface, the other two flapped their wings on the water, and went to take off. The second I took at the time of his separation from the water.
On the left was another shot, whether the shot hit the duck I did not understand, but from the shore there was a loud woman's cry and the crunch of broken branches. Someone was running over the reeds.
- Fuck! Hold your fire! – I shouted, grabbed a pistol, ran a red light (all in sight to stop the fire).
The cry was quiet, but spoke of the "Kenwood" in his vest:
– Thank, max, I, I think, to hit someone.
– I heard. - Max Responded. - Over.
I threw a glance from the shore to the water and saw the 3rd Drake, the podranok was floundering in the middle of the lake. He threw up his gun, but did not shoot.
– Max, go to where shouted Alex in my room will take the trunk and go get max. I swam for the bird. Straight to the other side. Reception.
–Got it! Come in! - Twice croaked walkie-talkie.
I took off my clothes, remained in swimming trunks, put on a bag-waterproof on a neck, took out from unloading of IPP, and a walkie-talkie, put in a bag and got into water.
Two dead birds, I put them in the bag, swam to the third, rolled her head, and also put it in the bag, and then swam to the shore.
In the thickets of reeds and sedge, I saw a gap, with dug in the ground steps. Made it out on Bank, looked around.
Near the shore stood two tent, and "Sander, Stepway". Near burned a fire, lay a blanket. Everything said there was people here the other day, and they were leaving -- they were running away.
Hey! Humans! AU-u-u-u!!!! I screamed. And slowly walked around the Parking lot. Didn't see any blood. Took out of the bag radio.
– Do not hit you Alex, ' I said. .
– Are you sure? Reception.
- Almost 100%. There is no blood. Reception.
- Already happy. – From the speaker came a lightweight exhale. – Reception.
I went from shore to the forest. And soon saw a trench since the war, in which sat, same, to each other, three young girls.
- Hello beauties! - I tried to start a dialogue. – What's shaking?
In response to the silence, and only three pairs of eyes unblinking stare at me.
- Girl-o-o-nki! - Again turned to them!
Then something strange happened to me. One of them jumped on me, grabbed me by the hand and fell to the bottom of the trench. I fell on top of her and her friends.
They're shooting. Whispered in my ear.
- Yeah, I know and can tell who. Tried to get up.
– And who?
– I…
At that moment, "Kenwood" rustled»:
Slavik, where are you? Reception.
- In the trench, 25 meters to the Northwest. Reception.
– Who are you? asked the plump brunette 20 years.
- Fucking terrorists! I said, pulling my hand out of her sweaty palms. - What are you doing here? This is the territory of the state hunting farm. The opening of duck hunting. Cordon everywhere.
– We're here t-t-tyhali, sun p-p-... Dec decided. - Stuttering and stammering, sent to explain the red-haired girl with beautiful big Breasts and surprisingly sore skin.
– She went to bathe, and then began to shoot directly into it. The brunette said.
- D-Yes! D-d-even bullets past the span-t-teli. And we p-POB ... ran into the woods.
Then out of the bushes came my friends. With weapons at the ready looked neither very threatening.
Hang on guys. Do not scare the girls and so they have suffered. I climbed out. Then he helped the ladies out.
- What happened? - asked Lech.
- Security's messed up. Didn't follow, here girls arrived to sunbathe. I said. - give me a yellow missile.
Let's go to the beach. - Max put his arm around a redhead, and went to there, where came.
For them traveled and all the rest.
Lyosha changed the frequency on the radio to the General channel and made it louder. In the air was a mess. Someone was swearing, giving incomprehensible orders. Someone shouted that he had a license and he didn't come here to him didn't allow to shoot.
I twisted the yellow signal, Lifted up the river with a rocket launcher, fired a shot. Girls screamed and fell down on the ground.
A voice was heard on the air: "Square B; 7 I see a "yellow" rocket»
"Accordion", I "Accordion". Everybody. In square B; 7 found three civilians. Reception. - Said Leshka.
- I "Duct", "Accordion" how do you take it? Reception.
- Clear. "Duct" come in!
"Why did you ask? They have there army radio almost Severok, its on the moon heard. Fucking etiquette." – I thought.
- Give me the exact coordinates for Garmon. Reception. - Lech gave.
All of us once during this time had gathered near the dying fire.
- I suggest to get acquainted, I Max, it is Slava and Alexey Anatolyevich. - My classmate took on the role of a diplomat.
A red-haired girl looked at us all attention. She looked at me intently. And said:
– Wait... don't tell... I'm Olga, this is my sister Tanya, and her friend and classmate Ingratta.
- Pri'vet, you can just Inga. – Declared the Blonde with the tan color of coffee with milk, petite, with a slightly childish face. Holding out my hand for a kiss.
Nobody expected this, not even me. Had to kiss.
- Madam, and where such an interesting emphasis? – Lech asked, and he replied – not the Transnistrian Republic?
- Yeah. Said Ingratta.
- Olya, what won't you tell us? I asked the question.
My pleasure. Through enough.
Then the conversation moved in the direction of usual chatter on General topics, from which we learned that Olga's older sister Tanya have graduated last year from the Institute of management and advertising, and now in his first vacation. Tanya and Inga are studying at the Department of social psychology at GIPP, and moved on to the 3rd course, but Ingratta older Thani for 2 years and she was 21.
We would have been talking longer, but after 10 minutes we heard the sound of the Quad, which went to the clearing and stopped in its center.
ATV tears with streaks of gray is a tough guy, and went to us.
Hello, Stephen, – stretched out his hand Leh, – what are you doing here? We run like Anton.
Hi, everyone. My son controls 30 sectors, and I'm here.
Stepan Mikhailovich notch wear is a local Forester and an old acquaintance.
– How the matter? I asked, extending my hand.
- Yes your prayers, Slava. What's the matter?
Who's guarding? Maxim got in.
- As always "Python", "Fly", "Swell"and " Tula".
I've got the map and went to the car. Turning it around on the move.
- Olga, where did you stop?
She thought for a long time, then silently waved a finger at the map and pointed at the upcoming exit.
– Who?
– «Swell.»
– Call, by the way you have that "Severok" is. - I asked a question spinning in my head.
– Aha. Radar from S-300 – - laughed Woodman, - simple R-105m. "Swell", "Swell" I "Duct" as you hear. Reception.
– "Swell". Accept purely! Reception.
- Smear vaseline on get ready to take the full depth, Kolya! Come in!
- You th Stepan Mikhalych? Come in!
- We have three hundred and one two hundred! Who let the civilians into the hunting area? Come in!
"Swell" is silent, and for a long time. She pulled my sleeve.
- What are they talking about?
- Mikhalych berates so his subordinate and scares him a little... –I Thought.
– Two hundredth, three hundredth, who is this and why just the four of us three? Inga Asked.
- Subtle Russian-army humor.
At this time Stepan's radio started talking again.
– Normal is such a joke dead and three wounded, – said Olga – I would have died hearing this.
Their problem. I said. – The cargo "200" – this is the lost military cargo "300" – the wounded. Nick Sumycin every year something crazy.
Then Mikhalych turned to us and said:
– Guys sorry, and thanks for not random, but you girls need to leave the territory of the hunting ground.
- Stepan Mikhailovich consider that they are our guests, take them to camp. Maxim Got In. - And ... Yes, you still have your license forms.
- Yes.
Add three more. I'll give you the money at camp.
– Well.
Soon they collected tents, filled in a fire and left, and we went along coast further.
I still have 1 unclosed license, Lesha – 2, and Maxim – as many as 6.
In three hours we closed all the licenses and returned to the base. Near our machines were already familiar tent. There was a brazier, and on it barbecue was fried.
Having discharged the weapon and having cleaned it in the car on storage as it is necessary, we went with production to the huntsman.
On my return I started to build a fire. Lyosha gutted and plucked the bird. Max singed her at the stake. And the girls we have given the duty to cover the clearing of our and their products.
They quickly cut the salad, poured into a plate of ketchup, mayonnaise and mustard, and a glass of vodka.
Came the barbecue, and we came to the table. And sounded the most important toast on the hunt:
– WITH THE FIELD!!! HURRAH-AH-AH-AH!!!
Soon on a fire from the most fat ducks was cooked amazing soup, which was eaten in one sitting. However shared with neighbors who joined our company with a guitar and a duck fried on a spit…
Around midnight, I was drunk and merry went to sleep to us with Lyosha in the tent. I found out he wasn't there.
Slava and Olga went to the tent to Slavka two hours ago and there were specific, but clear sounds. Tanya and Ingratta, sat on either side of me, "opening his mouth" and was mesmerized listening to hunting stories. And Lech disappeared without saying anything to anybody about eleven. I thought you were going to bed.
Climbed into the sleeping bag, fastened and closed his eyes. At this point, the tent shook, and she looked blonde head Inga.
– Slava, are you asleep?
- No, did something happen?
- Actually, no, Tanya and I are just scared.
- What to be afraid of the protected platform, around so many people with the weapon.
That's scary. Can we come to your place?
I think presenting strong Boobs Inga second size.
- Well, I think Alexei will come here to sleep, he probably went to visit someone. So inconvenient to work.
Then come here. She said and gently pulled the sleeping bag with me. – You have no right to refuse girls who offer you Perez... Sleep.
– So RE - or? You decide.
- A soldier can't hurt a child. – Bezoperatsionnye said Inga – let's Go!
I unbuttoned the sleeping bag, got out of it, rolled up, grabbed under the armpit and climbed out of the tent.
The fire was burning down the last embers, next to him was empty.
I climbed into the tent Inga invited me to. Stuck his head in and stunned. Under the ceiling hung a camping lamp, and in her light I saw on the unfolded sleeping bags completely naked Tanya. In the hollow between his legs protruded a neat triangle of hair. I wanted to come back up, but Inga who climbed behind me pulled me into the tent with such force that I just had to slightly adjust his fall and collapsed a few millimeters from Tanya.
Turning over on my back, I saw Inga sitting at our feet and closing the exit from the tent.
What are you planning? – I asked.
- Tanya still girl. Need help.
I thought the deflowering – a more intimate process.
– XS, I in another, and this just nobody... so I decided to tackle it.
– Tanya, how are you?
- Inga said it was cool. We should try.
Well, you have to, as we say here "our job is not to give birth, shoved, pulled and run»
- Inga, honey, come to me. Undress.
She took off her blouse and bared her Breasts, I took off my shirt, unbuttoned her jeans, and took them off with panties. Ran a finger over her pussy. She shuddered slightly. And he fell on his back, unzipped his camouflage pants took them off, then panties and said:
- Teach a great teacher. Tanya, and you help – - and pointed his finger at his cock.
Inga deftly pushed the hair back from the face on the back of the head and to the side allowing me to see all of their traffic to us from Tatiana, picked up my penis and gently started to touch the tip of his tongue of the head. Then she plunged it into her mouth, sucked in the air, spat out abruptly, jerked several times, almost the entire length swallowed the penis, so I felt it rested against her throat. Continued to suck and masturbate with his hand.
I reached out and stroked Tanya's bare back and ass.
"Don't be afraid, try it," I said, pushing her in the back.
She bent down closer, and Inga pulled away took Tanya's hand in hers, showed how to clasp the cock and began to slowly masturbate him in two hands. A minute later, Tanya grew bolder and Inga removed her hand and slightly tilted Tanya's head towards my dick.
Tanya leaned more forward and blocked my review, I had only tactile.
She began easily-easily touched the tip of my penis, as if trying it on the taste, then licked like a Lollipop and then clumsily plunged it into her mouth, lightly touching the head with her teeth. And it began to suck, like a Lollipop, gently and carefully.
I had a wave of orgasm. And strong jet of sperm hit Tanya in the mouth. At the very moment when she wanted to release the cock from her lips. She's a little scared and even wanted to spit, but Inga said:
– Swallow. - And kissed her on the lip, licking them with the remnants of cum, and then licked my penis.
It seemed to me that I experienced such feelings for the first time in my life.
Even with half a minute I lay still, then raised himself on his elbows, kissed on the cheek Tatiana and lip Inga. Knocked over tanned blonde
Back once again kissed her on the lips, but for now, passionately with tongue.
- Nu and this, too, learn, suddenly, use to anyone. I told Tatiana.
Picked up Inga's Breasts, started massaging them and licking the nipples. Gently went to her stomach, kissed her belly button, moved his tongue lower... lower to the house. Kissed her pussy lips, ran his tongue from the bottom up, again and again going deep inside and trying to feel the clitoris.
Yes, here it is, Inga shuddered slightly and squeezed my head with her hands. I fingers of his left hand spread her lips and purposefully buried his tongue in her Clit. And began to play with it, it began to shake from the surge of boat waves of orgasm, I gently inserted in her vagina first index finger of the right hand, and then the middle ring in place. Inga moaned.
I got up, put his left hand on her pubis, lightly pressing the index finger of the clitoris and a little pressure on the stomach. Wet the middle and index fingers of his right hand with his saliva and put them in her pussy and quick vibrating movements began to massage her point "G".
The poor girl was overwhelmed by the waves of orgasm, as the tsunami overwhelms the Japanese Islands. The groan turned into a high-frequency squeal. One hand grabbed the edge of the sleeping bag, the second in my ankle, and by the way much and hurt, but I did not stop. Ingratta cum, dripping juices.
Tatiana just sat there, looking at his girlfriend.
I stopped treacherously bring Inga to jet orgasms, at the moment when I felt that my phallus begins to slowly rise.
I already removed the hands, and she continued to trot unmerciful.
– Now you, – I said to Tatiana. – This was the version hard, you're waiting for the Lite version. So don't worry.
– Hope.
Then lie down. - I said and turned to Inga, who was just trying to re-establish contact with her body. Got any tissues?
- D-d-d-Slava. Se'chas p-p-po ' dam.
Rising above Tatiana, clung to her nipples, then very gently afraid to hurt his fingers began to pull the labia. She began to get excited, her pussy began to open like a flower, which I will soon tear off. I spread your lips and put a finger shallowly, just a little stretch. Raised his head, found eyes Inga.
She nodded and opened a pack of wet wipes for intimate hygiene.
I shuddered a couple of times your "shotgun" until he walked in "combat" position. Slowly bent over the body of Tanya. Fell below with one hand tucked cock in her vagina, and slowly began to move forward backwards plunging deeper and deeper until he touched the hymen.
– Oh! It hurts. She said.
- I'm sorry, I accidentally.
And continued to move the penis in her bosom, without touching the hymen. Then with a rapid movement I almost fell on her, breaking the hymen. Made two amplitude motion, full depth, pulled out a member.
I waited until Inga gets wet pussy of his girlfriend, and wipes the blood from my penis. After what again introduced dick Tatiana.
Twenty minutes of tedious missionary work brought her and me to orgasm.
Then we fell asleep. And in the morning continued our Orgy three together.