Sex Stories It doesn't happen, or does it happen?

After graduation, I went to study in another city, and with the class after that did not see. There is no, was, of course, couple friends, with whom relations maintained, one studied under with me in one city of, and with the second – entire school, I've been sitting for one Desk. But to get to the reunion to see everyone, to chat – not even once. After graduation, he returned home, but the habit of meeting with the class I have not appeared. Now I'm 27 years old, I have a small business, but enough to live. Despite the fact that I'm not married, and in General. And here at work check it often, I even slept in the office. But all sooner or later ends, ended and my test. Though already late in the evening. I released the assistant long ago. He tomorrow until lunch will one, and I'll sleep it off. Until brought order, was almost midnight. Seized from the safe a bottle of brandy (today, there is a reason). Put the office on guard. To go home decided to all -??? on its machine, although were thought about taxi. In the middle of the route" on the machine " turned from the Avenue to a parallel street, I usually go around traffic jams on it, extending the route for several kilometers. Night this can not be done, but today such a maneuver determined the further development of events. On stopping voted the dark shadow. While I thought to give a lift, not to give a lift, my foot itself pressed the brake, and the car stopped in front of the girl. - Where? I asked, opening the window. - To Comintern, how much? – Sit on the way to an agreement – I reached out and pulled the door handle, opening it from the inside. In the air-conditioned cabin broke hot June air with a slight aroma of women's perfume of my companion. Was, in General, not late, especially for Friday, but felt something in her movements, nervous or something. I turned on the light in the salon, threw a glimpse of the girl, and ... there Was something painfully familiar about her, but what? She looked at me, smiled, then a thought flashed through her eyes. – Glory? Motenko? She asked, peering into my face. - Yes, – I began to slow down the car. – Tanya Pivneva. I stopped the car in the middle of the road, turning on the "emergency". Tanja was my a classmate of, once I in it was even in love with and, even, confessed in this. But refused. And to prom we danced the waltz as best couple of the class (no one else knew how to do that). I didn't see her after that. - My God, Tanya, it's been ten years. "Vo-vo de-Xia-th –" she said Lingeringly. - Oh, you didn't even show up today. How are you today? – So, Thank. She looked down. - Yes drive off, you, on the sidelines. I slowly pulled into the Parking lot of the hypermarket. I didn't know. A lot of people? – Almost all Earrings Rylova, he died in the army-Tatiana looked down. - Sveta Levchina, she gave birth the day before yesterday, we stopped by, but you and Dimka Filonov. – And Nikita Shpilevsky was? – Been. - He's got our coordinates and he could have called and stopped by. We were silent, and looked at each other. The first could not stand me. – In a hurry? - No, why? - Let's go to my place, sit and talk. I said. – Now only in the "Auchan" let's go. I haven't been home in three days, and the mouse hung itself in the fridge. – Give. - Easily agreed to she. While we were driving home, I told him about the test, that I was tired as hell. So Tanya immediately began to unpack the shopping and cook, and I almost forcibly pushed into the bathroom and locked there. After a shower I feel like a new man, strength came, but everything was ready. On the table stood wine, cognac, cheese cutting, candy, fruit, a few simple salads, sandwiches with red caviar. The table was bursting with food. - I same twenty-minutes, not three days? When managed? I chuckled and kissed her on the cheek. – Hostess. Oh, come on. She reluctantly pulled away. We sat, talked, I talked about myself, about the study in Another city, it's about myself, about my classmates, whom I haven't seen for ten years. Remembered school jokes. – And remember, in tenth grade, you fell in love with me? - Suddenly as something confusedly asked she. I was embarrassed and nodded. – And in the eleventh – I'm in love with you. Specially for the final learn to dance the waltz... She paused, took a SIP of wine. Thought – something happens, And I was hooked up with Katya from "B". - I looked into her eyes. - Not that I didn't like her at all... but there was no love. Tanya moved closer to me, I hugged her. And then we're like crazy. She bit me greedily on the lips. I held her close, tongue in her mouth. She deftly jumped into my lap, legs around his waist, and began to unbutton my shirt. My hands were already under her shirt, trying to unbutton her bra. When it happened, I pulled away, lying on his back, and took off her jacket, which flew somewhere in the corner, a second later went there and bra, and a couple of my shirt. We kissed again, passionately, greedily, as if trying to make up for all that did not happen many years ago. I squeezed her Breasts, firm, well placed in my palms. Then she pushed me away again and fell to the back, undid the belt, button and fly of his pants, gently took hold of my genitals, I racked my "shotgun", took him in her mouth. She sucked perfectly, deeply and strongly pulling the penis into her mouth and quickly moving the tongue along it. Then with pressure spat it, passed around the head, climbed tongue under the bridle in the hole, fell to the eggs, again rose up. - Stop! - Breathing heavily, I almost growled. She leaned toward my face, lightly touching my penis with her breast. Smacking my lips, I tipped her on her back, and began to descend, strewing her Breasts and belly kisses. Unbuttoning her skirt, slowly began to lower her legs along with panties. Kissing her feet. Removing her socks, I also slowly rose up and buried his tongue in her bosom, slightly parted labia. Found the clitoris and began to fast movements of the tongue to pull it. The body of Tanya was trembling. She grabbed my hair with her hands. I threw her legs over my shoulders. The clitoris swelled and stretched so much that I could even suck it a little, bringing the moaning Tanya to orgasm. Slowly introduced her "pussy" index finger, continuing to caress her tongue. My legs clenched my head, my nails clung to my shoulders, my tongue plunged into the, sour-salty, menstrual fluid. Tanya was cumming, dripping juices. I got up and sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, gave Tatiana a glass of wine, and he made a small SIP of cognac. In this time Tanya catch my breath. Pulled up, clinging to my hand, and clung to my neck, leaving her Hickey. After a few minutes of rest I was on top of her, penetrating his phallus into her vagina. We made love before dawn. What she did. Why not? At school, she was doing gymnastics ... ... I woke up at about one o'clock in the afternoon, her head was on my shoulder. As you can carefully freed his hand, afraid to Wake up this delicate creation. He got up and went to fry eggs and bacon and brew coffee. And myself thought " it can't happen, or it happens? How does that end?»