...Not say what happened with everyone, but in our age of "freedom" it seems to me with many. I would like to recall and describe the first such incident that happened to me. Why the first? Yes, because all the first is best remembered-the first love, the first kiss, the first car, the first trip to the forest with friends with tents, the first sex, the first breakup... Most of us go to school to "discos", in the Institute years on "night clubs", then to dance "Who is over thirty", even my grandparents, whom are already over 70, go to some gatherings – dances such as "Waltzes of the past years." Go – why should anyone. –At school – to show off in front of classmates new things, to show their independence, to dance, to dance with the girl, if lucky with a girl which you like. –In College, in the club go – to break, to drink or to grab some other stuff (already consciously unlike schools) to meet some sort of girl or guy (I'm tolerant of minorities "signature straight"). –On the party "to whom for 30" go to those who up to forty had done all of the above, and was not able to stop and decide, but not bent, and began to think a head. Or those who never did (like nerds). - On gatherings "to whom for 70" go widowers and widows who are afraid of loneliness and oblivion or couples who are just bored to live. Sad, cynical, but it remains a fact. But there is a category of people, who goes to the club to paramuricea, fucknuts, to Bang, to fuck, (call it as you like) even heard of the option of pathelements. Girls call nimfomanki, guys – charge. About truck written many clever books, the whole technology of NLP,etc. (who are interested in the Internet search). I think so: bitch do not want – dog does not jump. The main thing is to find a partner with whom you are on the same wavelength. I mean, seriously, I've had a few cases where you hook up with some chick and twist her all night, and when it's time to leave. She doesn't mind, but something is missing and you and her. Look her in the eyes, she says: – if you can't find anyone, there are going. Deep breaths, I say. – Give. And you find a girl with whom " IT " glue it for twenty minutes, and at the exit of the club you meet the previous one, with some guy, she comes and introduces you, introducing you as a classmate. But this then, in 20, 50, 100 times. And the first? And in the first you don't know it happens or it's stories... "No, not stories" – calm you himself, coming into the club. Dancing, looking for prey. Yes this time it is for you extraction, it is then she will be a sister in misfortune, which is not enough sex. And now she's PREY. Here she is, or... She, like, moves well, too, periodically glancing at you, the guys around me. Smiled, winked, danced closer. We dance together, the crowd on the side. Five minutes later, you point your head at the bar, she nods. Go to the bar. Flopping around on high bar stools stretch out my hand introduce myself: - Nikolai. Madam you are beautiful and damn charming, I'm smart and attractive, let's light this dance floor together today. – Light. Why not? - Let's celebrate the formation of a new dance Duo ... What you want? – «Blue lagoon.» – Excellent choice. Bartender. – I'm listening. - One screwdriver, one blue lagoon. ... Some kind of chatter, jokes, talk about music, again a half-hour dance. Another cocktail, yourself again, "screwdriver", it "roncola" (can two). The redancing, cocktail, find out what she learns, cocktail, redancing. It is, in your opinion, such as when you have to offer... – Shine, there's something very noisy and stuffy. There is. - And the weather outside is wonderful. How about a walk in the city at night? – I'm in. I'll just powder my nose. - OK. Meet me in five minutes. Five minutes of ecstasy thoughts "really lucky for me." - Where are we going for a walk? - Our city at all by the night, can me. She kisses you on the lips, you answer. Before leaving the club five minutes of passionate kisses. And you realize "YES, THIS is MY DAY." - What do you want to go out for? - She whispers in your ear, biting your earlobe. Come to you. I'm gonna get a cab right now. - Raised hand. Kissing in the backseat. Her hand on your cock, yours caressing her Breasts. –Arrived. - Thanks commander. Carrying her to the third floor, kissing. The click of the door lock. – The bathroom there, bedroom there, in the shower, who's first? - I Am. - okay. And I'm on the table podshamanyat. - Towel? – Certainly. Towel, clean, especially for this purpose, postponed under the same clean linens. In the same box a good bottle of expensive cognac in the fridge a bottle of champagne. Hurry up and make the bed, set the table. Turn on the computer, Winamp, what should I put (Please note the story is in the beginning of 00's the Internet though, and were already not rare, but has been slow to listen to had what was on the disks or on the hard drive)? But, Gray yesterday gave "Assembly musle for romance". "All in time" you think. The body is relaxed and falls on the bed. The sound of the latch in the bathroom makes you want to get together again. – Nick, I'm ready. The voice is coming closer, and she enters the room. Opening the champagne. «Clink.» For you! For you! To us! - A SIP of sparkling wine. Kiss. I'm quick. Bath, tap with hot water, very hot, add cold. "Good, but faster" – thoughts swarming in my head – "where are the condoms? There's jeans in the pocket." - Kolya, you want to RUB your back? I'm coming out. You open the door and there's a glass of champagne in front of you. –No, Shine, I'm better than brandy. - The bottle's clogged, great. We must not forget about clarisonic, and other bad things. I pour myself in a glass of a hundred grams of ... " Clink." Kisses. Carefully untie the towel on her. Her Breasts, her Breasts, they're beautiful, you kiss them, you go down to your stomach, you get up, you take the towel off. On the edge of the table lies a packet of condoms. Kissing, she breaks away from your lips, kisses you in the navel, the asshole is already in her hands, and your cock in her mouth. She sucks great, already excited cock, getting bigger, thicker, and more intense. You begin to massage her labia, exciting her and looking for there clitoris. Found she was shivering. You start pulling it with two fingers. Third try to massage anal. – Come to me. - You're at the bottom, she sits on top, and you enter her. Her Breasts begin to slowly sway in your face, building up the pace. Here it is-her first orgasm this night. The coup, and you're on top of it, throwing her legs on your shoulders, and faster, faster, fuck her. She moans, moans all stronger and stronger. The second she has and the first have you " Splash of Energy." You take off a condom full of sperm. And you fall on your back next to her. Break seven to ten minutes, and the celebration continues. He continues as in the ditty: I fucked Myka, the tobacco crumbled. I don't mind the tobacco, but what the fuck is on the side? And "she" I will tell you what you need, and if the Girl loves sex and knows how to deal with them is a miracle. Then again you change the position can be cancer, if she does not mind, then grab her hair coarser, and another orgasm rolls on her like a tsunami on the island of Hokkaido in Japan. It's time for you, you start finishing spurt, your hoarse heavy breathing with notes of some animal roar, interrupted by her screams and moans. This time you're the first, but girls can't be hurt, and you keep moving until the sperm pours out of you into a condom. Almost exhausted you fall on the sofa. Ten minutes of rest and again in fight. Now you can toextrapolate. Since childhood in the doorway left the bar which was made by the father. (I'll probably do the same for my children someday; -)). And now you have another sport. She grabs you legs around his waist, takes hands on the bar, and you enter it. She can just hold on, and can help you, a little pulling. You're already exhausted and you come right after her. Now everyone go shower and sleep. You and her early to school tomorrow.
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