Sex Stories Just relax and let me make you feel good.

Sasha was a student of seafaring, I am a student of the University. We met at the Abitur. During the first year of study rarely communicated, although the road to study crossed. But in sight not request. He immediately began to call me simply "sister." I was fine. No longer was pretendevano, he was not even my type, not tall and blonde. But the charm of a possessed mad. White-toothed smile, sparkling eyes, humor and well-delivered speech. Our roads crossed in the summer. He came back from practice, and I was in the Dorm for practice. Summer, half-empty Dorm, a little boring. And one night there was a knock at the door, a stranger. The door opened on the threshold of stood Sasha, but already not the with which we help year ago. A more confident and Mature young man. Frankly, I was glad of his appearance. A note of pleasant communication and especially male to me at that moment did not prevent at all. Our conversations and tea party dragged on until evening twilight. And once casually in conversation to remember what he's doing back massage, hands and feet. I immediately reacted " I want a massage." For decency called my "brother" came out of the room while I was there for a massage on the couch.. To say that the massage with his hands was pleasant is to say nothing. Gentle, but at the same time strong hands of the athlete delighted and to "butterflies in a stomach" not one woman, even the most impregnable untwisted. And in combination with a pleasant voice and the smell of expensive perfume..... it's not even up for discussion. Referring to the fact that the shirt he would be hot he undressed. Naked tanned torso with pronounced muscles forced to move again my " butterflies in the stomach." Attempts to calm them down were in vain and I decided whether that would be. Imperceptibly strong hands began to do the movements well, very different from massage. The voice became quieter, less laughter. And when I felt that my chest was lying in Sasha's hands, it was pointless to resist, and who needed these resistance.... Kissing my hair in the back of my head completely unsettled me. A shiver ran from head to toe. My nipples were skillfully clamped between the fingers of strong hands and ready to caress the tongue. In the thigh rested something very solid hotter. It turned out that even the massage prevented pants. Kissing backs, ears, neck were very persistent and nice. When his tongue went over my spine and stopped in the area of "cat's bridge" of the waist, I arched like a cat, got up on his knees. It was enough for Sasha to turn me on my back. My attempt to ask the question "Do we need to continue?"so it ended with one sound."...."Answer was." Yes."It seems to me that his kisses didn't stop for a second, they were all over my body. Lips, insistent tongue penetrated my mouth, patamon caressed the nipples, nibbling them. Hid his face between his Tits. It was felt that he was getting incredible pleasure from these amusements. Sasha asked me to put my hands just on the sofa and not to touch him yet, to give him the opportunity to get acquainted with my body. Then everything ended abruptly, it's like he faded into the darkness of the room. Heart jumped, the sound seemed to be heard everywhere. "Where are you? I can't see or feel you. I want you!"I was waiting for you to say that. Just stood there a minute and waited. I knew this would happen. I really want you, too."And again a flurry of kisses, for some reason, which began with the abdomen. Toothed panties, kissing through them. And his blissful moans. For the first time in my life I felt the tongue on my clitoris. "Just relax and let me make you feel good. Have no fear."How can you be afraid of such tenderness and affection... I thought I was just hanging in the air. Sasha got up with my pussy wonders. Sucking the Clit, lips. Fingers penetrated into the depth, then fingers were replaced by language. And when I felt that everything, the finish is close, just clamped his head with his feet and hands held, probably afraid that but will run away at the most inopportune moment from me. I finished very violently, moans, screams, even tears in his eyes. Throbbing Clit clamped his lips extended pleasure. I woke up from the fact that my pussy lick. The sweet nectar flowing out of me is carefully collected, every drop of it. When I was able to move his hand, Sasha is the only one that noticed he said "You're very sweet. Thank you."I should be thanking you. This is happening to me."He for some reason got up from a sofa and went to a window. Now it's my turn to thank him for the unspeakable pleasure he gave me......... But this a bit later. To be continued.