Judge for yourself. It is necessary to know the area of the tourist route very well, not just to navigate what is located, but to know exactly. Features, entertaining and amazing places, entertaining stories associated with these places, to know the places of convenient parking, where there are no huge numbers of mosquitoes, bears and other taiga delights that are not necessary for urban residents. In addition, one must be able to light a fire when it is raining, to dry things in unceasing rain, to cook on a fire, to build a hiking bath, to operate a canoe, to repair a boat engine, to be able to rock-climb and other skills. And not only to be able to, but also to teach others. And all these works need to be done cheerfully and energetically, constantly smiling and joking, so that with their appearance and humor we can cheer on soaked through, frozen to death, frightened tourists. Otherwise, the tour will not succeed and can not see the prize. In general, that's such a job.
But I was brought up in the conditions of taiga, in my childhood I was engaged in the search party, then in the military sports club of paratroopers, I also served in the infantry, therefore I had all the necessary qualities, and work in the fresh air and always pleased me with people. Therefore, every summer, I devoted my holidays to a travel agency, and my trunk is full of romantic and funny stories related to tourism. Here is one of them.
One of the tours passed along a small mountain stream flowing into the lake. The tour is not long in duration, only a week, three of them on rafts, then three are devoted to climbing and one day of riding on quad bikes. Usually, people who are very different in type of occupation, age, education are recruited to such tours, but one thing unites them all - the thirst for vivid impressions and new sensations. This is me as an instructor and must provide. The group is small - 12 people, on which one instructor is put, a driver with an escort car (carry cargo from the parking lot to the parking lot, and takes them to the station at the end of the tour).
But this time, for some reason, there were 13 of them. It was not included in the plans, since everything was designed for exactly 12 people. Four triple tents, groceries, places in rafts and more. Difficulties were brewing. When I contacted the management and reported the problem, they told me that I would “arrange” everything “somehow” and promised a very large premium in case of success. Not that I wanted a prize so much, but I loved to struggle with troubles and difficulties, so I began to decide.
It turned out to be the easiest to resolve the issue with equipment for the alloy. He simply gave his own, and he built a vest from empty plastic bottles, and took his helmet from an ATV. It is certainly not so convenient for the alloy, but what to do. Then he solved the problem with places in the rafts. Three rafts were triple and two - two local. But then I was lucky that there were three in the group
children, so I quickly called one raft a “flagship” and loaded all the kids with one adult there. After pushing the barrels of food for a snack on the rest of the rafts, having conducted primary instruction and training, having trained with humor and jokes, falling into the water and saving a drowning man, I gave the command to sail.
Already during training and solving organizational issues, I liked one girl - Katya. Quite a pretty, athletic build, cheerful and energetic, I immediately liked her. I have always been cold for girls with beautiful slender legs, elastic ass, thin waist and radiating health and energy. Therefore, I had to show not a hefty organizational and communication skills in order to get everyone seated so that it would be Katya that turned out to be in the instructor's raft. The instructor's raft floats in front and shows the direction of movement, and on ramps, rapids, rapids, the instructor's raft catches discarded rafters, their property and equipment. Enough fun.
Using my advantage as an instructor, I put Kate on the nose of the raft, so that she would get enough impressions from the raging waves and steep descents. I specifically raked on the steepest places of the rapids, so that the raft would sink its nose into the waves and cover us headlong. It was great fun to hear the screams and cries of Katie dying with fear. Twice we turned over and slid down the threshold, throwing oars and property to the sides. As an experienced instructor, it gave me only joy, since the heat was terrible, and it was very pleasant to dip into the cool water. But Katya perceived such falls as the last moments of her life, and therefore, when I pulled her back into the raft, she looked at me like an angel of savior, which was very nice.
At the very first parking lot, where, according to the plan, we had rest and snack, Katya immediately sat down beside her, apparently not wanting to let me go far away from herself in such an unfamiliar and dangerous area. Taking an opportunity and fulfilling my official duties, I began to tell entertaining stories related to this place, allowing tourists to have a good rest and have fun. I told them a story about a bear, from which people were escaping from a nearby village, about the feat of the villagers during the war years, about the funny and surprising incidents that occurred with other groups during the rafting. Katya and the children, as well as two more women, of course, were frightened by the story about the bear, and they became interested in whether there are still bears here. I, wanting to scare tourists and give the tour the maximum extreme, showed me elk droppings and said: "Why, please, bear poop, the day before yesterday, judging by hardness." It was noticeable that such an illustrative answer had the desired effect, as the faces of all those present stretched out in surprise. “And what should we do if the bear comes out here now?” Asked Andrei, one of the children, with a fright in his voice. “Local bears do not go out to tourists, we have an agreement with them that we leave them with a present at each parking lot, and for this they don’t fit tents and bivouacs,” I joked, showing their importance and importance at this time. . But my joke was probably only appreciated by a 45-year-old man who grinned at the corner of his lips. The rest, judging by the questions, about what a present, and how much should be left, they believed me. I said that we usually leave a jar of condensed milk or a piece of sausage, and my wards, either with fear or with the desire to feed wild animals, either immediately laid out two banks of condensed milk and whole sausage from our reserves. I, not wanting my tourists to go hungry afterwards, indicated that I had gone to lay out a present, but had transferred everything that had been transferred for the bear to another barrel.
Further rafting took place according to the same plan. Just fun and energetic. Katya was already less afraid, apparently believing in my omnipotence and getting to the water. By evening, we had already reached the night stand, where our driver had already set up tents, made a fire and prepared dinner. It is so pleasant, after tedious physical work, to throw off wet clothes and put on dry clothes, drink hot tea with cognac, and then eat cooked on a fire, awesomely delicious potatoes with stew. On tours, the use of alcoholic beverages is never welcome, but for raftsmen, an exception is made, and there is cognac and vodka in the diet provided, especially for warming. Each accounts for one hundred grams per day of rafting. And since we had three children, the norm increased slightly, and I allowed myself, instead of one “Commissariat”, to give everyone two cups of hot drink. Fatigue quickly passed, and people began to share their impressions, embellishing and exaggerating the dangers and sensations. So in conversations over a meal, followed by tea drinking and songs with a guitar, the group met the onset of the night, and everyone wanted to sleep. Still, such a day full of events and loads. Due to the same search of people, it turned out that one person did not have enough space. Our instructor's tent was designed only for me and the driver, but even then the exit was quickly found, the driver Victor just went to sleep in the car, giving up his place to one of the tourists. Needless to say, this tourist turned out to be Katya.
And this happened as it is in itself, the kids fell into a whole crowd in one tent, and the rest in pairs, housed in the remaining 2 four local tents. And Katya, who was by herself, was sent to my bedchamber, to which she was not upset. It was noticeable that I made a proper impression on her, and when we communicated with her, she constantly smiled at me, and always straightened her hair when I looked at her. The nights in these places are always cold. Even if during the day the air heats up to 32, then at night do not wait for more than 20. And now, goose bumps were already running down the skin, and I advised everyone to put socks on their feet before bedtime and wrap themselves up. While I was putting my wards to sleep, I put the parking in order (he put out the fire, covered the firewood harvested for the morning, hid the property under another awning, checked the fastenings of our rafts, set the signaling (special devices that work when trying to move the raft or barrel), rolling already changed clothes and plunged into the tent.
When I finally finished the preparations and climbed into the tent myself, I saw that I was rolling me, carefully opened half of the opened sleeping bag. I was very surprised that Katya did not get into a sleeping bag, but spread one of them on the floor, and used the second one as a blanket. “Why didn't you get into a sleeping bag?” I asked. “Which sleeping bag?” Kate asked me in surprise. “Well, you're lying on a sleeping bag and you cover yourself with a sleeping bag, they should have been connected by a zipper and you would have made two sleeping bags,” I explained. Katya groped for lightning and smiled: “Damn, and I think what sleeping bags are all about, and you have instructors here, only blankets!” We laughed together, and I wanted to put together sleeping bags as expected, but Katya offered to sleep like that because she no longer has the strength to move. I was, in principle, not against. Sleeping next to a beautiful and attractive girl, feeling her body close to her body is very pleasant. I climbed into my seat and managed to notice that the girl was sleeping in one long T-shirt, and judging by the nipples shaking from under her, without a bra. All this is noticed almost at the reflex level, without even focusing attention.
Like any normal man in this situation, I began to be active in relation to the girl next to me, starting from a conversation on aloof topics, going over to examine the palms, which rubbed from the oars, then to inspecting the injured shoulder, then offering a massage "at the expense of the institution" Well, then to the more frank caresses and tenderness. But this time the development of events was stopped at the stage of massage of the upper back and neck so that Katya just fell asleep. Well, as it is not in my principles, to go to the sleeping and tired woman, so I, too, fell asleep, already pleased that we sleep together.
In the morning I woke up first and was pleased to note that Katya hugs my hand, squeezing her hands, and presses me to my chest. Judging by the not very bright light and the singing of birds, it was early morning, about 6 o'clock. It was time for me to move and begin preparations for the next stage and make breakfast. I gently pulled my hand out of the girl's tenacious embrace and crawled out onto the cool and insanely delicious air. Dinner is prepared by the driver, but breakfast is on the instructor. Lunch is usually on the way as a snack. But today we have a short fusion, so lunch and dinner will be in one place, and they are also prepared by the driver. Tomorrow it is very difficult to cook, because you can not make a lot of noise. Do not crush firewood, do not ring dishes, do not break the brushwood. Therefore, everything is prepared in the evening. I have always done everything to the maximum, so now, quite quickly, I started a fire, rafts swapped, water boiled in boilers, and soon a delicious smell of coffee, sandwiches and cereal went through the parking lot. Even those who in urban conditions do not eat porridge and do not like it, here, among pines, spruce and birch, under the smoke from an odorous campfire, to the birds singing, they burst for both cheeks and semolina and oatmeal, and even corn porridge.
When everything was ready, I began to wake up my players. To do this, just began to walk between the tents and say: “A delicious breakfast, magic coffee and sandwiches are waiting for their food! The world is full of colors and new sensations! The temperature overboard of your tents helps naked walking and morning exercise in the river. Crocodiles are still sleeping and will not bite you! For breakfast, our chef’s specialty is oatmeal porridge with raisins and condensed milk! ”As always happens, the people immediately stirred, amused themselves and poured into the air with a good mood. Katya got out with everyone, squinting from the light and trying to realize where and what was happening. The children immediately rushed to the river, and I barely managed to stop them and made them put on life jackets. Laughing loudly, and throwing out the fountains of the spray, the children began to spill into the river. “And for lunch, we will have an ear of jammed fish!” I commented on this method of diving. Soon the adults followed the example of the children. I could not resist the temptation to soak up my body in cool water and Katya, not bothering to change her clothes, right in the same T-shirt she was sleeping in, went into an invigorating tide, slowly sinking. I even forgot about my responsibilities for breakfast, after looking at the girl. The T-shirt got wet and began to lick the girl's body, emphasizing the beauty of its lines, only slightly obscuring the naked body. Under the fabric, I clearly saw the aura of her nipples, navels and the clear outlines of the panties, which looked erotically insanely on her thighs. Katya, as if feeling my eyes, turned around and, seeing me on the shore, laughed and waved her finger.
I looked around and, seeing that everyone was still busy washing and changing clothes, decided that I had a little time for myself, put a hatchet on the ground, which I used to have fire stakes, threw off my pants and jumped into my little pants. The water burned me with its cold, and my breath stopped and it seemed that my heart stopped. I emerged to the surface and began to look for Katya with a look, and saw her already running out to the shore, showing me the tongue. How she was beautiful and seductive. "Yes! The tour was definitely a success! ”- flashed through my head.
Then everyone ate porridge, drank tea, coffee, ate sandwiches and snacks. I shared my plans for today, and everyone really liked that today we are only fused up to dinner, because everyone was tired from the habit of great physical exertion. While I was explaining and feeding the tourists breakfast, Kate continued to flirt with me. She will look and smile, then the tongue will show, while no one sees, or she will accidentally touch me with her hand, then with her leg, then rub herself with her ass. Naturally, I was wound up to the impossibility and tried to answer somehow, but everything did not give me the opportunity to retire or for a moment hide from prying eyes. Kate apparently seemed to have a lot of fun and pleasure, as she pushed me in every way, and as soon as I had the chance to answer, she gracefully and imperceptibly escaped to the place where I could not do something intimate. He will sit down at the table, he will start talking with the driver, then he will ask something from the travelers or start to play with the children, and everything looks at me and smiles, teases.
So, the morning passed in a fun and unforced way, and around 11 o'clock we set sail again. I decided to recoup on the rafting. Ahead of us was a big threshold, on which I usually ride all the tourists. It is very convenient there after descending, to raise the rafts back to the beginning of the threshold and repeat the alloy. Externally, the threshold causes horror, the water roars so much there and such a rapid flow, plus, there is still a large roll, almost a small waterfall, when the water comes off the surface and flies a little. I decided that I would take revenge on Kate by sending the raft right into the middle of the boiling stream without any warning. When we began to approach ... and I noticed only known marks to me, I showed signs behind the following rafts that they would approach the shore, and he himself began to row actively, directing the raft to the middle of the stream. Soon the flow caught us and dragged us straight into the bubbling mess. Katya, seeing a terrible waterfall and hearing a terrible rumble screamed for fear and dropping the oar, clung to the sides of the raft and in such a compressed state we collapsed into the stream. For a moment, the sound of water disappeared when we were plunged into the water and immediately thrown back upstairs. Immediately after the waterfall was spill, and we were calmly taken to the place where the landing always took place, after the storming of the threshold. Katya was sorry to watch. She was so frightened that there was not a trace of joy and vitality on her face. Only when I took her hand helped to land on the shore and felt the ground of the earth under my feet, Katya began to squeal again, but for joy. Quickly having guessed that I did all this on purpose, Katya began to thresh me with her fists and shove her knees. I, laughing and oykaya, fought back and apologized. And then, izlovchilsya and clasped her hands pressed to him and kissed.
How her lips were tasty. Slightly cold from being in the water, slightly hard, and behind them a warm and naughty tongue, which quivering tremblingly, from my invasion. The girl did not resist and dodge, but only when the kiss was delayed, she demanded pressed her palms on my chest and I pulled away. “Oh, how arrogant you are!”, Katya said, portraying anger. "Not! I am determined and persistent! And this is my revenge for the morning! ”I replied, and again barely managed to dodge Katya’s blow. “Everything, everything, everything! Peace, peace, peace! We must go after the others! ”- I stopped Katya’s righteous anger and ran up the slope after the other participants of the tour.
With others, I already acted according to the plan. First I walked them to the doorway, I showed them where and how to go through it, showed that even if they roll over, then below we will also spill our raft with Katya to save them. Checked the equipment, gave the last parting words and ran to the raft. Katya and I went out for a spill and waited for the first couple. But the first was the "flagship" raft with children. The squeal, whether from fear, or from delight, the kids thrashed with oars on the water, and the father sitting behind them, with a white face in horror, watched them carry them to the very heart of the threshold. For an instant the raft disappeared in a raging stream and after a second, red balls of helmets appeared from the water, under which there were huge eyes. When the raft was swallowed, it rolled over, and the whole crew fell overboard. Katya and I had to collect them all one by one, as well as oars and things. We landed the whole gang ashore, and they, a little breathing, ran upstairs, showing off the feat.
Soon the adults followed the example of the children, and Katya and I, by turns, caught the rest. Kate was so amused by the expressions of the faces of tourists falling from the waterfall and emerging tourists that she did not feel tired and selflessly caught all of them and dragged them ashore. But she herself flatly refused to go down again. The rest went down ten times until they froze thoroughly and I said it was time for lunch.
Tired to the point of impossibility, exhausted by water and carrying rafts, we arrived at the parking lot in the evening. Like a pack of hungry wolves, the tourists pounced on the cooked dinner, ate, and the borscht and salad and sandwiches and plaintive looks asked for supplements. But I, as an experienced instructor, said that now there will be tea, and only then, who will remain hungry, we will give supplements. He spread everyone around the campfire and made him wrap up in sleeping bags, and then he distributed cups of hot tea and coffee to everyone. Having drunk a warming drink, having eaten the whole thing with cookies, and having devoured it from the rolled heat and relaxation, people began to doze. Someone fell asleep right by the fire, someone managed to crawl to soft rafts. Katya went to the clearing and, taking off her T-shirt and sweatpants, in one swimsuit, lay down to sunbathe under the rays of the sun. I started preparing for the night and dinner with the driver.
We set up tents, polished potatoes, chopped vegetables for salad, and I also kneaded dough for a tourist cake. When I am in a good mood, I always delight my clients with my culinary wonders. And now, for them, I had a surprise. Chocolate cake. I will not tell you the recipe and the sequence of cooking, but in the city, this cake does not make sense to make a cake, and it will not be as good as in the forest. And this cake has one very important point. When it is baked, its flavor spreads at the speed of light and causes drooling in all within a radius of 10 km.
When our preparations were finished and people began to show signs of life, and they naturally wanted entertainment, I sent them with the driver on a walk to the old stone village. Beautiful ancient abandoned houses, church. Everything has long been overgrown and collapsed, but it has amazing beauty. In the meantime, my clients walked and gained appetite, I just baked a cake. And when they returned three hours later, when approaching the parking lot everyone felt the amazing aroma of baked delicacy. Not believing their noses, the tourists headed towards the table and with surprise saw the real cake. Realizing that the nearest bread shop was 200 kilometers away, they could not have imagined that the cake did not appear on its own, and that I prepared it. But the most interesting thing was that, having heard the group approaching, as I usually do, I hid in the forest with a basket of mushrooms in advance that would create the illusion of my long absence in the parking lot. In fact, the basket was empty, just on top, for the view, there were several mushrooms, collected about fifteen minutes near the parking lot.
And so, when all the tourists, together with the driver with amazement, studied the culinary miracle, I appeared from the forest, depicting fatigue and the weight of the basket in my hand. Everyone looked at me, and surprise was added to their faces. The cake was burning with heat, and it was clear that it was just cooked, but my basket was full and had been going for at least an hour. I went to the table and saw the cake, also depicted surprise and asked: “Wow! Did Baba Masha give it to you? Apparently she liked you. ”“ No. we came, and he is already here. And who is such a woman Masha? ”- the 45-year-old man answered me, who for the first time saw through my deception, but now became his victim. “So this is a local witch! She lives here, collects grass and keeps an eye on the order. He who behaves badly, throws out the garbage, spoils the forest, swears at him, or fixes other disgrace, she deceives those in the wilderness and feeds the bears there. And who likes her, those pies rest here. Apparently you liked it, so she awarded you a tasty and healing pie! ”I explained, with the most serious expression on my face. “How can I thank her and meet her?” The man continued to be surprised. “How can you see her here?” She and the bush can turn into a squirrel. They say it can even become a fog. One word witch. Who saw her, then did not appear. They disappeared, ”I screamed, and when I saw very surprised and frightened faces, I could not stand it and laughed. Realizing that they had been fooled, the tourists began to laugh the same, but their surprise still did not pass, even when I showed them the empty basket. They could not understand how I had managed to bake a cake so fragrant. Especially amazed around Katia. She looked at me like a wizard.
After dinner and eating the cake, after the evening tea with bikes and songs, we again crawled around the tents. Katya was waiting for me again. Already knowing that a sleeping bag can be connected with a lightning, she still spread out one sralnik on the floor, and covered herself with the second. We again began to talk on neutral topics, but very quickly Katya began to try out the cake recipe from me. I pretended that the recipe is extremely secret, and I do not intend to give it away just like that, I demanded a kiss in return. Katya agreed with sheer reluctance and burdensomeness. “Only, stupid with hugs! So how simple we already kissed you today! ”I demanded. “You then ... brazenly took me! It does not count! ”Retorted, smiling, Katya. "All the same, brazenly or not brazenly, but just kissed like that, now only with hugs!" - I did not yield. “Well, it depends on how you hug you!” Katya yielded, and I immediately pressed against her, put my arm around the waist, and the other behind the back, and clung to her lips. This time the lips were very warm, moist and sweet. I kissed a girl with real and true pleasure, while simultaneously feeling her trembling body in excitement. Kate also grabbed my shoulders, and I felt the skin warmth of her hands and the tenderness of her palms.
I was excited instantly. My friend from long abstinence, sensing a woman’s body, quickly took up a martial position and stuck his head through the existing pants on my underpants, apparently somehow undoing a button. She was constantly stretching, and then, under the pressure of a swollen body, she succumbed quite easily. The hot head immediately touched the cold skin of the girl's thigh, causing her involuntary spasm. Understanding perfectly well what a hard and burning object is, Katya, nevertheless, did not pull away and did not dodge, but continued the kiss. Exhausted from the desire that swept like a tsunami, I began to lose control of myself and the situation, and began to strive to insert my stake into the girl’s cave as quickly as possible. I rolled over and leaned my body on the fragile figure of the girl, pressing her to the bottom of the tent, and with my uplifted body I frantically rubbed about her panties in the slits area. The girl spread her legs and clasped them behind my back, giving me the opportunity to caress her more freely. My hands slipped under Katya's t-shirt and wrapped her breasts with nipples that were already sharp from arousal, and began to smooth them, trying to cause a response rush of arousal, which did not take long, and the girl began to moan under me. I already felt the head of my dick as the fabric of the panties was moistened, and how hot it became between the girl’s legs, and the podmahivaniya of Katya's hips, towards my demanding caresses, spoke directly about the desire of the girl to plunge into her body of my body as soon as possible.
The walls of the tent are very thin and are not a noise-sounding element, so I kept whispering to Katya all the time: “Quiet, quiet, not so loud!”, Trying to keep what is happening with us in secret. The girl tried to breathe and scream quieter, but flashes of pleasure forced her to lose control of herself. Then I felt her hands dragging off my pants, completely freeing me from the burden of clothing, thereby giving a sign to my decisive actions. I also picked up the edge of her panties and began to pull them down on my hips and on to my ankles and, Katia, burning with desire no less than mine, helped me with this, pulling my leg out of them. I immediately rushed to my member, to open and open, for my invasion of the cave, and immediately with force and to the full depth, I inserted my member into her body. Katya gasped and clawed at my back, and I began to actively fuck my cock in her insanely wet and hot cave. (Especially for - When, after a long abstinence and skillful flirting of a girl, you finally insert your own member excited to the state of an atomic explosion, the feeling of mastering and buzz is several times stronger than in a situation of daily regular sex. Every cell of the body sings with happiness and delight in connecting and owning another body. Despite the fact that the organ is already moving inside, and the girl's legs are openly appealing, and the tip of the penis is already poking into the bottom of the vagina, with each blow the pleasure only increases. b pressurizes the pump, and my cock with every thrust strengthened rising ecstasy, and was preparing a powerful sensual explosion.
It seemed to me that over the entire period of abstinence, my eggs simply swelled from the semen that had accumulated in them, and the contemplation of female forms caused an instant erection and the subsequent dull pain in the groin. And now, when my organ swelled from abstinence and excitement, was actively and strongly moving in the female body, I felt how the energy accumulated during all this time was preparing to eject. In the groin, it was very tickling and I, trying to delay the moment of sweet orgasm, straining with all my strength, did not allow me to break out of my fluid. But Katya, unaware of my inner struggle, apparently sensing the approach of her orgasm, began so actively to wave me towards and squeeze my dick with her inner muscles, that my inner fuse could not stand up to such caress and I, having driven my stake deeper, began to erupt inside bodies of the girl, pouring into her a huge amount of sperm. It seemed to my orgasm will not be the end. A member of all twitching and throwing portions of invigorating fluid, filling in full all the space inside Katya.
Katya, feeling that I was cumming into her, experienced the long-awaited pleasure herself and tearing the skin on my back, began to bend back and forcefully press me to my body. The muscles of the vagina began to contract and contract, squeezing everything out of my body, to the last drop. Devastated and satisfied, we fell apart on the tent floor, and so, without saying a word to each other, almost instantly fell asleep.
In the morning, I again woke up first and in spite of the experienced sexual intercourse and the obtaining of long-awaited satisfaction, my member stood again invitingly and demanded immediate immersion. I always liked morning sex. He replaced my exercises and invigorated my body. I turned to Kate and saw her back to me. Her ass was exposed in my direction, and her legs were slightly bent. I raised myself gently in my arms, and decided to attach my friend right behind me. I gently spread the girl's buttocks and opened access to her lye. Katya's cave glistened with moisture, and when I opened the sash a little, a small stream of whitish liquid flowed out of it. Apparently during the night I did not have time to suck in everything that I poured out yesterday. Having attached the head of my excited organ to the entrance, I very carefully pressed and it easily penetrated into the warm and damp cave. Katya did not even wake up, her dream was so strong. I began to move cautiously in her body, trying to get a quick detente, and begin the morning preparations. During my aftershocks, Katya finally began to wake up. Opening sleepy eyes, not yet fully awakened consciousness, she tried to understand what was happening. Feeling that something was moving and caressing in her body, pleasantly and tenderly, having guessed that a horny instructor woke her up, she smiled sweetly and closed her eyes again, but at the same time arranged her ass more comfortably so that I would be easier to penetrate her cave This time I did not show much strength and aggressiveness in the movements. Moved smoothly and very gently, trying to get the feeling of slipping and crimping. At the same time, I stroked the pubis of the girl with my hand, trying to caress her clit and sexual lips, delivering additional pleasure. Katya quietly and rather moaned in time with my caresses and dives. Suddenly, the girl lowered her hand and took my bag in her palm and began to stroke it, turning over the balls hidden in it with her fingers. It was so nice that I ended up after a moment, throwing another portion of sperm into her body. I pulled out my satisfied body, which was all in sperm and juices and was about to leave, but Katya stopped me, grabbed my hand and put it next to me. “Well, where did you go with such a body? We need to clean it! ”She said, and dropping down my belly, taking the fading member in her palm, began to lick it, removing from it the remnants of our act of love.
Up to this point I was not a fan of oral sex, and now I understand why. Simply, all my previous partners simply did not know how to make a blowjob, just the way they should be. Katya treated my tender and sensitive body so gently and gently, so gently that I instantly relaxed and began to receive unearthly pleasure. Katyusha squeezed him ... with her lips, licked and twisted her tongue, stroked the base with her hand clenched into a fist, and massaged my balls. From such caresses, in spite of the orgasm just experienced, my dick began to swell again and transmit delightful notes of pleasure to the brain. After a moment, I was again on full alert, and really wanted to pour into the girl's body again. I had already started to rise, that once again lay the girl on the floor, but she stopped me, pressing my chest with his hand, and I resigned to her will. A few more magical passes with my hand, several movements with my tongue and kisses, and I began once again to spew seed. “Katya, I’m finishing!” - I managed to warn the girl, thinking about the fact that she, like my previous partners, didn’t like the taste of sperm in her mouth, but Katya, on the contrary, became only more active with my cock, and when it began to twitch and splash out the white liquid, took it straight into her mouth, managing to lick off the flowing streams. That was a thrill! Stroking the barrel of my penis, Katya seemed to squeeze all the remnants out of him, not wanting to leave anything tasty there. Licking it to unimaginable purity, the girl said with a contented smile: “Well, now you can go and work!”, And went to bed again. Wearing pants and trousers, I was on disobedient legs and with slight dizziness, got out on the air. How beautiful life is at such moments.
Then everything went on the thumbed scenario and tour plan. The only deviation was that I was, in a daze, cheerful and distracted. Today we had a rafting to the mouth of the river, and transfer to motorboats, to go to the place where rock climbing will be held. Already for dinner, we got to the pier, and moved into a motorboat and two hours later were at the rocks. Before dinner, there was plenty of time, and I led the group to learn the basics of climbing. I told them about the basics of safety, equipment, body kit and insurance, about the methods of climbing and descent and other wisdoms. We even began to try to climb the wall, practicing the hooks and the order of attachment to the safety rings. Exhausted at the end very much. It is time to go to the parking lot and we folded the equipment, headed down. Katya on the way down suddenly stopped and began to take off her sneakers. I asked her what happened, and she replied that a pebble fell. She quickly coped, but in the end we were with her closing the chain. Katya, having assessed the situation, began to flirt with me again. Specially actively moving her hips, while overcoming large boulders and hummocks, she erotically flexed and exposed her ass for me, while moving, as if accidentally pulling her trousers down from behind, along with her panties and showing me her bare ass. All this was accompanied by malicious smiles.
I never considered myself sex a giant. Once a night, this is my usual mode. Two is already a rarity. Having received satisfaction, then I usually go all day long calm to the female body and pleased with life. Today I have thrown my liquid out of myself three times and to my surprise, I have now noticed that I am again excited and want insane sex. A member of the painful pressure on his fly and otgyaly fabric jeans. I began to look for options to satisfy my sudden desire. And fate itself gave me such a chance. Suddenly, Katya unbuttoned the strap on her backpack (or she herself made it so) and he fell to the ground, throwing all the contents onto it. I began to help her to collect things, while telling the rest of the group to move forward, since it was very close to the camp. As soon as the last tourist disappeared behind the rock, I, like a beast, pounced on Katya, who was collecting things on all fours, in one motion pulled sportswear and underpants off her, baring her ass, pulled out her uplifted organ from her pants and without any preludes and training, put it in her cave . Katya sank and put her hands on the ground, bent over her chest, and bent her back. I spread my legs wide, took a squat position, and began to actively nag at her from behind, grabbing her waist, putting my body on my cock. Katya began to moan quickly and scream at the most pleasant moments for her. Since I threw out a larger supply of my liquid before this, this time I fucked the girl for a very long time and relish, changing the pace and strength of the shocks, the direction of the blows, rotating the hips and slapping the girl's ass. I did not even come to an end, as Katya herself began to experience an orgasm. Her body shook, she began to scream louder and bend in the back, and my dick again began to compress the massage movements. But I, who also wanted to receive relaxation, continued to prank the girl, prolonging her orgasmic sensations and pleasure. The girl was already emotionally exhausted and wanted to rest, but I just started to feel the approach of release. Wanting to speed it up, Katya again clasped my bag and began to stroke both him and the crotch, giving me great pleasure, which led to an immediate result, and I shot at her with a mean portion of semen.
After putting ourselves in order, we went down to the camp, where dinner was already ready. We behaved so naturally that none of the members of our group noticed that something was happening between Katya and me. At night, Katya and I just slept, tired of love games and conquering vertical walls.
In the morning, when I woke up, I again felt an ordinary strut, but this time I decided not to bother the girl and take care of my strength, because in the area of the prostate it was already a little, but it hurt. The day passed in an extreme mode. Having studied the basics of climbing yesterday, today my tourists studied the descent. The height of the rock was 150-200 meters, depending on the site, and when you stand on top, it takes your breath away. And my wards had to use a rope, hold the grip, pushing their legs, to descend from this height on their own. Naturally, we started from the height of the third floor, then the 5th, then the 9th, and then we moved to the highest point. If everyone came down from the previous ones except for the children, of course, only Katya and another man agreed to go to the topmost one. The rest cheered on the bottom. The man came down quite easily, without any problems, almost like a professional. But Kate for a long time did not dare to step back and hang over the precipice. I already wanted to abandon this venture and move the descent lower, but then she finally decided and began to descend, screaming with fear and horror. She descended for a long time, slowly and carefully. I was even tired of pulling the safety rope. When she finally came down, she began to cry with joy and delight.
In the evening there was a festive dinner, at which we drank a little again. Adrenaline and alcohol relaxed us so much that Katya and I, without embarrassing anyone, were kissing at all. Physical activity, healthy nutrition, clean air are very conducive to the rapid recovery of sexual strength, so by the time I entered the tents, I was full of desire and hope, to debit my girlfriend for once. But when I climbed into the tent, Katya was already asleep, right in her clothes, apparently weakened to such an extent that she could not undress. Having been a little upset with this fact, I wanted to insert it already, without waking it up, but as soon as I lay down, I myself felt fatigue and collapsed.
I woke up from what was swinging. Not understanding in the dark what was happening, I began to listen to the sensations and tried to look out for at least something in the dark. The first thing I realized was that my dick was pulled out of panties that were pulled over my hips, and something was moving on it, giving me a pleasant feeling. When I finally looked, I realized that he was sitting and moving on him, turning his back to me, Katya. She sat on all fours, clasping the support pole of the tent, spread her legs wide, and put herself on my dick standing by the stake. I could only guess how she had managed so, without waking me to pull off my pants, to excite and insert my organ into my cave. I decided to continue to portray the sleeper, and see what happens next. Moving on my penis, Katya alternately caressed her free hand, then her breasts, then the clitoris, stroked her body, enjoying moments of erotic satiety and selfishness. Now ... she worked only for herself and for her emotions.
The movements of the girl were very pleasant and soon I felt my volley approaching and trying not to get out of the image, I did not hold back and strain myself and just relaxed my body and muscles, began to pour out, while mumbling confusion under my breath. Fluid flowed through the shaft of the penis, and Katya began to slide along it even more gently. Feeling it, the girl guessed that I had finished. Moving still on my weakening organ, the girl brought herself to orgasm and, moaning and twitching, got off of me and lay down in her place. I almost immediately passed out and woke up only in the morning and to my surprise I didn’t see Katia next to me.
I climbed out of the tent and began to listen to the sounds, trying to determine where the girl had gone. Among the usual forest sounds, I heard a splash of water coming from the lake. I went there and saw Katya swimming on the water surface. The girl was moving very calmly, gracefully, but at the same time the speed of movement was quite high, which allowed me to immediately determine that she was a former swimmer athlete. In one place, Katya stopped, and took a breather, stood on the bottom, and I saw that she was without the top of a swimsuit. How she is beautiful and charming! Mega sexy mermaid! I did not interfere with the girl with my presence. I went in to prepare for breakfast and go on a tour with quad bikes.
When I was stirring porridge, I suddenly felt someone's hands hug me, stroking my shoulders and chest. It was not difficult to guess that it was Katya. I turned around and rewarded the girl with a passionate kiss, smoothly turning into sexy caresses. Feeling how another wave of excitement is growing, I picked up the girl in my arms and forgetting about the porridge, carried her for the nearest bushes to the grass. The girl was wearing only a T-shirt that was wet from the water, and I had only to lift her a little on Katya's tummy and her pussy, she was ready for me to see, admire and penetrate. I pulled off the gum of my sportswomen and released my boyfriend, who immediately, like a hungry wolf to the victim, rushed to the crack of the girl. I plunged him into Katya's body and, clasping the girl by the waist, lifted her and sat her on the hips. We just sat, hugging, kissing, when my dick was inside her, and she quietly moved on it. Katyusha moved slowly, as if her slowness and gradualness became her kind, smoothly sliding up and down, moving her ass in different directions, she tried to make sure that the head of my dick visited all the places of her cave. I liked it so much that after five minutes, I firmly pressed the girl's body, fearing that she would not run away and jump off the member's ejaculating seed and began to cum. “Have you finished yet?” Katya asked me, smiling. "Yes! It was very cool! ”I replied. The girl immediately jumped off of me and ran up to the trunk of the tree, threw his legs up at him, and she lay down under him. I was very surprised at such an action and asked: “Why are you doing this? What kind of yoga is this? ”Her answer simply stunned me:“ Yes, they advise you to do something to get pregnant! ”
"Wait wait! What to get pregnant? ”- I cried, confident before that Katya, like any other normal girl, is protected by pills. “Yes, this is such a story. My husband and I have been together for five years, but there are still no children. recently went to the doctors and he was diagnosed with infertility. He was very upset. We tried artificial insemination several times, but to no avail. Here it is. And then my friend comes back from your tour and shows pictures. And I look, the instructor is straight my husband, just smaller in height. Well, I had an idea how to solve the problem! ”Katya explained to me. “So you want to get pregnant from me, so that later, tell your husband that this is his child, and a miracle happened?” I asked. “Exactly! I'm sly! ”Katya said laughing. "Yeah. It is necessary to warn about such intentions! "- I was worried:" You never know what's going wrong! "" Come on! Attempt not torture! My husband is sure that I am here with my girlfriend and her husband, under control, so to speak. She will cover me one hundred percent later! ”It’s not at all realistic to be on fire. Well, it won't work out with you this time, then next time I will try with someone else! ”Katya continued to amaze me:“ Although I would like very much that everything would come out of you. You are a really good man! ”
I, of course, was pleased that I was so described, but somehow I was not ready to become the father of a child of an unfamiliar woman. But when Kate said that she needed nothing more from me except for my only spermatozoon, I calmed down and became cheerful again. Wishing to help Katya in her problem and get sexual impressions, I gladly played the role of a free charger for two more days. It's nice to realize that someone wants a child from you. I say goodbye, Katya told me that she would not leave a telephone or an address for me, so that I would not have the temptation to find out my future fate. “Live and suffer!” She said with a smile. But I knew that the office of our company has all the data on the persons with whom we enter into contracts, so I have known for a long time that in one of the central cities of Russia there are two twins who are very similar to their father. But I didn’t remind myself, realizing that this is unnecessary and not necessary for Katina’s family. It was just enough for me to experience such a wonderful adventure in my life.