Summer in our area is somewhat unstable. That devilish heat, which even those who love heat do not endure, forest fires three years ago, which became famous all over the country, do not bear so much. Then it rains for several days, which sometimes are not very encouraging either, especially when you work in a stuffy office, you suffer from roasting, and then you want to go to nature. And in nature, there is a beautiful rainfall that irrigates the fields, which, of course, is very “suitable” for going out into nature. So the townspeople sit in their hruschobs on such days, they are bored, especially the young, from whom the soul itself seeks freedom.
Yura Palshin, a modest young man from the legal department, twenty-eight years old, offering me a weekend in the company of his colleague Oksana Valerievna, initially planned rather the first option. That is, bathing, barbecues in the open air, and the like, after a week of work among the authorities, irritants and intrigues of one fox, who wants to take the place of our very good-natured and suitable for working with him, CEO.
Oksana Valerievna was an accountant from our union and was Palshin’s beloved woman, which was mutual. Despite the ten-year difference in age, in life and not only experience, they met for a year and arranged each other superbly. At least it seemed that way.
Oksana looked at her beloved in the literal and figurative sense from top to bottom, but this only added harmony to this couple, for our lawyer was a rather soft man and would hardly have pulled a young girl with big requests. And here - a blooming lady in the prime of life, who can teach you a lot. Yuri was never married, Oksana was, moreover, she had an eleven-year-old daughter. And two more divorces behind her back, a period of work on the “big land” (in the capital, that is), an internship in the PRC, in other words, life has seen.
Initially, we planned to go to my friend's car before her giving on a hot August Friday. Gismeteo and similar Nostradamuses seem to be predicted to us. And it turned out the opposite. The downpour was such that it was necessary to drive carefully along the highway, it would still carry it on a slippery road so that you would go to the forefathers. I already doubted whether to make them a company, but the two of them persuaded me. Yes, I myself did not really want to stay at home. If you are bored, then at least in a different situation, in the fresh, unpolluted village air. Especially by Sunday the weather may clear up.
Upon arrival, the accountant melted the stove and we sat down at a feast. He had two half-liters of vodka, salads, tomatoes, cucumbers, fruit from the vegetable garden, two amateur loaves from the local kiosk, and I was especially pleased with the heated meatballs, which I ate with great appetite. In the process of discussing our troubles, the intrigues of our trade union snake, the stories of Oksana about her garden and complaints about power and some of her decisions, my quite sober but mischievous look fell on our beautiful T-shirt. A dark green T-shirt shone a little over her black bra, which held her pretty bosom of the third size. Sometimes the brown eyes of this blonde with a short haircut looked at mine, at this moment I pretended that her mammal organs attracted me no more than, say, the wall with which she sits.
I looked away from the desired goal, to put it simply. But the more we drank, the more little thoughts crept into the mind on the intima part. It was striking to me that she communicated with me much more friendly and tender than with Palshin. I heard from her in the diminutive tone of addressing Igor, “thank you very much” to me, for small household services at the table — to move the teapot to her for example. And all this in such a suspicious tone, as if it were seduction. However, at that time, I rather thought it seemed to me. What seduction? The usual politeness and hospitality. And after a while, when it was already the twelfth hour and it was going to the beginning of a new day, Oksana lit a cigarette and looked at me. With some smirk.
-If you guys, it's time for us to melt the bathhouse. At the same time we finish the second bottle. Wash yourself though. From the road rest.
I was very pleased with this proposal.
While Oksanochka was heating the bathhouse, Yura smoked on the porch, thoughtfully looking at the rain. When he received messages on the vibe, that it was time, we went through this rainy dacha there, in the heat and moisture.
The hostess greeted us in a white coat and with some kind of enthusiasm:
-Hi boys. I’ve already washed, and I’m waiting for you.
We sat in swimming trunks, while she wagged her chic, luxuriant, feminine forms in a robe. And suddenly turning to face us, she began to slowly plow up. While looking at me appreciatively. And I enjoyed watching this most pleasant to my eye picture. All the same, the body was a dream for lovers of mature women. In the end, my whole flesh presented itself to my eye. I was tested, as a potential, naked lady looked at a potential victim. She uttered a very unusual and unexpected speech for me. In an open form, with a feeling of superiority, it seemed to me, over two peasants who dug into her breasts and looked at pretty genitals with large sexual lips.
- It's time for you guys, a little shake. I propose to play. Yura knows this game well, how many he played with the guests. Igor is not. But he clearly does not mind.
"Explicitly" was spoken with pressure and very slyly. Still, so stare at her nude charms.
-Igor, a game that is not called for everyone. Linked to sex. As far as I know, you don’t have any girls, and even if you have them ... We won’t tell her (grinning). I hope you are ready to play, right?
I nodded.
-We'll see.
- So, the essence of the game is as follows. You are on the exam pulling two tickets out of three. There are numbers from one to three. Who will pull out what number is from left to right. First 1, then 2 and 3. The one to whom the first number fell out has the right to determine what the others will do. The fate of the three so to speak ... There is no violence in the game, but it is highly recommended to obey the first ticket number. The most important thing is to drop all the complexes, surrender to the game. Do not be afraid in short, then everything will turn out. Do you understand the rules?
-I guess, yes. To become the first number ..
-May be lucky. But the first number is not always the greatest pleasure. I admit that the third numbers have come off like that .. You should be like that today. You would then become a fan of our game.
Though I drank the most, I was a little mandraged.
-And now wash and get ready for the draw.
Having said this, Oksana removed herself a white piece of cotton and appeared before us already without clothes. Cool we will have a draw, however. This is not for you to watch the "Match tv" toss. There are such gorgeous ladies in the costume of Eve do not sit.
Sitting down in the dressing room, she did not hesitate, spread her legs wide and buried her phone. While we were washing, she was stolidly calm.
-Now out and go one by one.
We got dressed, went out and waited about five minutes. The door to the bathhouse opened.
- Come on in, somebody. Come on, Igor!
Sitting in front of me nude. And rubbing his lips with his tongue.
- Draw a ticket, my sweet.
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- In the tail you will be interested. Now we wait for Yura to stretch. I want to be first. I have so many ideas for you!
Palshin came in next and pulled one out.
- sadly Well, Yurochka, you have the lead. Igor the third.
Our young lawyer, strangely enough, did not want to immediately rush into the pool with his head and decided to become an outside observer of our passion.
-I want you to be a friend of yours, to have a friend. And I will look at it. And Igor should start. Show me how you want her, come on!
I started with pleasure. I love to give pleasure to women's pearls between the legs. In the process, Oksana pulled back a little so as not to end prematurely and made me a sign to stop. And then, after twenty seconds, I continued. When an observer, I still have to make Cooney, to be honest, it is better without them, especially since it is Yura, and not some kind of sexy lady. But I was not sick of it either. When you immerse yourself in such a delicious pussy you don’t care. Oksana was beautiful. Mature beauty, with a beautiful, bulk moderately body. Current, hot, skillful. When she breathes faster, she gets a little lubrication from you, which is good for you too.
There is no need to remind you that I myself was excited from this and the erection did not make me wait long. She reminded me of Bathsheba from the eponymous painting by Rembrandt. Yes, it is such an association. This is not skinny semi-adolescents. Exactly, she fascinated me. Finally, we with my loud breathing partner reached the goal. I really wanted her to peak with me. And it happened. In the end, I was pleased even more Oksana. Pretty all the same, when from you such emotions, when there comes a bliss for the soul and body of the girl thanks to you.
- Now give the debt to Igor. I see you did it. Satisfied so ... Let him be pleased. He will love your corporate blowjob!
But our beauty did not immediately set about the order of the commander of the winning number one. For a start, she sfotkala one young Lizuna that came to them. That is me. First, she directed the lens of the smart on me entirely, then made a separate frame of my genitals in alert.
-Do not be afraid. Not for the purposes of a setup. In memory. I like to reconsider this later. The album is already nehily collected, under the password.
After that, she showed me the pictures taken.
- Then I'll throw you off. Lie down. Relax.
After that, she began to stroke me on the lower abdomen, gently and slowly. Still, experience can not be replaced. So slowly and skillfully, I have not done it yet. Podrachivaya fingers at the bottom of the penis, she did her job with a head on top .. I generally was afraid of this type of sex four years ago, after my age, not very sober, overdid it and hurt her teeth. But it was gorgeous. Apparently, the hostess of the dacha decided to approach the question, which is not called “to get a fool”. I was even embarrassed in the process. Did I deserve such care? Apparently she liked Cooney, and she knows how to be grateful. What is she great! After my sperm got into her mouth, she kissed me. Then, for a few more minutes, I played with my seed, licking the leftovers from my head and kissing me passionately with my tongue.
Well, and then Yurok went into action. He wanted in the ass, which he did. With his member's size, Oksana was, I think, not hurt. I enjoyed watching what was happening. He poured on her buttocks and judging by the appearance of our queen of the evening, her priest wanted more. She asked for permission to “get out of the bag” and after the approval from Palshin, she pulled out a blue vibrator and turned her back on me, slowly began to appease her body before my eyes. Definitely, anal sex, she has to taste. Her loud groans at the end are unlikely to be simulated even by experienced porn actress.
Then it was time to sleep. Yura decided to go upstairs, and we stayed in each other's company.
That was for me even better than a blowjob in the third person. We lay down on a double bed and for the time while we were lying, I fully tasted its taste and smell. I caressed her hands, tongue, kissed her chest, neck, tummy. Licked nipples that swelled from it. It is difficult to describe in words how pleasant it was. The genitals were not involved, but it was still cool. Dark night and supple, warm, Oksana's body, a little damp from sweat. She indulgently stroked my face and neck area while I used her naked look under the blanket.
We chatted a little more, from the conversation I learned an interesting detail. It turns out her ex-husband is still in good relations with her, and it was he who suggested that she did not suffer from jealousy. Mutually give free rein to the instincts. Husband was not against polygamy in the couple, it was with him she fell in love with group sex. Then he later moved to Vladivostok for work, a girl got pregnant from him there, they parted, but without hatred, calmly. Moreover, they still have passion when meeting. Judging by the way she said about this moment, there is more passion there than we have today. He helps the family, his daughter loves him, in a word, everything is not bad. Well, glad for such a smart couple. She wished me to create a family with such an understanding girl. I really would only be delighted with such a union.
I would not mind doing it with her again this night, but it didn’t get any further than kisses and hugs. She offered to leave her strength for tomorrow, which I did in anticipation of her wet and lustful vagina. Oksana turned on her right side and sweetly fell asleep. I have long thought about what happened and about tomorrow. In general, I sleep badly at night, but there is still such a situation .. The beginning of the weekend on this rainy Friday-slag was all that was needed!