Sex Stories Beach dreams

The general meeting of the school began in a very nervous atmosphere. First, Anastasia Dmitrievna, deputy director for educational work, took the floor - she stood behind the rostrum, pulled up her skirt and lowered her panties, in case some of the men sitting in the hall wanted to have sex with her right during the performance.

I want to share one story that is unusual for men. Let's just say, usually similar stories happen in girls, but somehow it happened that an unusual story happened to me in the university. In the third year I studied frankly, very badly, I was dragged in by a series of parties and drunks. Studying all year didn’t really bother me, I was more interested in the question of when and where to rest or how to remove a new girl. In this way, I could not come to a different outcome as a departure from the university and a direct enlistment in the army, which I did not want at all. I managed to get the right amount of positive marks, I lacked only one credit, it was here that I had to get a credit in a non-standard way, more typical of girls.

Winter was nearing its end. Already, it seems, was beginning to warm up, although the snow was still lying. The educational process in the university was moving under its own power. Passed the usual day of study. I laid down in my bed in a hostel. Covered in a blanket. I was wearing a usual spacious pink T-shirt and white panties with red polka dots. It seems everything is quiet. It was a little at one in the morning. We recently came from neighbors. Nothing like that was just sitting and chatting. We discussed various topics. Yes, in general, what girls usually talk about.

One autumn, rainy morning I woke up earlier than usual. On the wall clock approximately, it was about 7:00. For a man like me, 7 am was too early. Considering my way of life, such an early awakening can be called a record. But how strange it was to sleep, I didn’t want to go anymore, although it was very late yesterday I lay on my back and thought about everything and nothing at all. Such a feeling of emptiness of thought was very rare for me, I usually found it from the very early morning, although my morning most often started at 11-12 o'clock, but it doesn’t matter, I had a lot of calls from work, so that it’s time come, or just some clever thoughts and memories. But today was quite, everything is different. After lying somewhere else for about an hour, I decided to pack up and go to work. I came to work earlier than usual and thus surprised my employees. Instead of explaining something to someone, I locked myself in my office and went on thinking about nothing. After some time, my secretary came, I was overwhelmed with not very good news, but I didn’t pay much attention to this either, and then said that my best friend had a birthday: (about which I completely forgot, and how she managed to remember everything I can't even imagine it!), and asked if I could be with him for

I want to Wake up next to you every morning. Wake up from your smell - the smell of fresh milk mixed with baby soap... Wake up from your gentle sniff and, of course, heat - heat dear native body... You're still asleep, and I admire your funny face, cleft chin, a slightly opened puffy mouth, two narrow kapelkami and cilia closed my eyes... Gently kiss your temple, feeling trembling of its pulse... tuk tuk tuk... every time He wants me to say something to explain but I never have enough patience to understand his amazing music rhythm..

My name is Tanya, I was 23 at the time. I was Dating a guy named Maxim. At the party, he was dancing with me, all the time with his hand, through the clothes excited my pussy. I immediately ran down and was once again convinced of the help strip.I was in a great mood, if he did not start to brag to my friends about their great opportunities in sex, There were four of us , I'm with max , and two of my friends.

My story is addressed primarily to those shy indecisive guys and girls who still do not dare to bring their most lustful fantasies to life. Hello,my name is Eugene. I'm 31, married. Beloved wife Yulia 30. We got married with Yulia in the first year of University . With my wife I was really lucky-a beautiful fragile blonde with a long braid to the waist, blue eyes, sensual lips conquered my heart at first sight and forever.

I've been through in the Dating chat of their mobile operator on the computer its like to povertythe you know ! )) But here's the hitch - the girls/girls/zralok/grandma - many, each a text to dial, wait for answer, understand what it can do - there are a shitload of time is spent ((( Yes, more than half of the women did not respond, and approximately 10% of questionnaires - from podarkov, slut prokidyvaya !

While I went back to my mother-in-law to work with her to fuck, and we were old lovers, I was pretty decently stunned. Tonya, so I call my mother-in-law, was shameless as ever. But she met me at all unusual. As always she wore dark leather pants, a cigarette smoked in her hands, her juicy chestnut strands were well combed. But, she had a dark strapon attached. I first got scared. But then she told me: Today I’ll grieve you! I silently agreed. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. We went to the room. Dokuhriv, she put out a cigarette in an ashtray. After a whisper, reprimanded: What are you standing, suck, come on! I put out a cigarette, knelt down and began to lick the strapon. Licked it while she smoked, as she shouted Enough! I stopped.

Involuntarily I remembered a rainy summer day a couple of years ago, when I lost my virginity. I will never forget my first boy in this regard, and every time it rains, I start thinking about that day. It is a little ridiculous, as I always promised myself that I would marry only a virgin and that I would never back down from this principle, a little ridiculous, how intense excitement made me send to hell this promise that day. No, I still do not regret anything.