“A guy came into the stall next to us and started pooping.”
Ksyusha, 22 years old:
“I was having a blast with my boyfriend in the club toilet. As I straddled him, someone entered the restroom. I really hoped that he would just pee and leave, but he was determined to do great things! He came into the booth next to us, unbuttoned his pants and began to shamelessly shit. After he came out, we continued in doggy style, the passion knew no bounds, and some shit couldn’t stop us. But it turned out that he had been standing at the sink all this time and eavesdropping on us! After a while we finished and were sneaking out of the toilet like real secret agents.”
“We were making full love on the bench when these guys came up.”
Nastya, 19 years old:
“My boyfriend and I decided to make love in the dorm (hello to our neighbors!). There were a lot of people on the floor, audibility was 146%, so it was decided to go outside, fortunately, it was summer outside. There were benches in the backyard where kids usually gathered to smoke weed on weekends. We chose one of them. Well, imagine the disposition: twilight, he takes me from behind, my pants are around my knees. I look at him passionately, and then I notice that behind me, about 30 meters away, are the same guys who usually get high here after a hard week of school. They see us, look at each other and continue walking, although everything has long been clear to them. In general, no one managed to finish, but at least they smoked fun.”
“The stranger got out of the car. In one he was holding a flashlight, which was pointed at us, and in the other he seemed to be holding a knife or a pistol."
Lena, 23 years old:
“My boyfriend at the time was parked near our local cinema. The location seemed ideal: no one would be interested in a car parked near the cinema late at night. While we were busy in the backseat, a dark-colored car parked a few cars away from us. It immediately seemed strange to us. At first nothing happened. A few minutes later a man got out of the car and immediately started shining a flashlight in our direction. In his other hand he seemed to be holding a knife or a pistol. We immediately rolled to the floor and began to quietly panic. I started shouting to the guy in a whisper that we needed to leave here quickly. He ended up jumping on front seat and stepped on the gas, and I was left lying on the floor completely naked. We probably drove 20 kilometers before we stopped. By the way, I’m still friends with this guy and we periodically get excited, remembering this story, how we almost became heroes of a cheap horror film.”
“The policeman forced my boyfriend to get out of the car and collect condoms, which we threw out the window.”
Yulia, 25 years old:
“My beloved and I were in the parking lot near the park and were enthusiastically doing tender love in the back seat. Suddenly we were blinded by a bright beam of a lantern that shone from the window. It was lucky that the policeman only gave a warning. It was bad luck that he forced my boyfriend to get out of the car and collect all the condoms that we threw out the window))).”
“... and then I realize that this is my former athletic trainer!”
Anya, 27 years old:
“A couple of years ago, when I was in my second year, I was in a relationship, and we periodically met with a guy in the park near our house. Mid-June, bottle of wine. In general, passion leaped up, there was nowhere to go, it climbed onto him. I’m jumping selflessly and suddenly I hear a car with a flashing light driving by and stopping nearby. We immediately get dressed and run to the exit of the park, where my school athletics teacher meets us! It turns out that he has been working in the police for several years, and in the park, based on a tip, they were looking for some petty criminals who supposedly hid there from time to time. The funny thing is that the coach took us home at 4 o’clock in the morning without saying a word about what happened.”
“I kept walking because I was sure I would never see these people again. The Irony of Fate…".
Valeria, 26 years old:
“My ex and I were sitting in the car and waiting for my friend. Well, somehow the idea of playing pranks spontaneously came to mind, and right in the front seat. A gang of bikers was passing by, and several of them noticed us and indicated to the others that we needed to slow down. They just sat and watched us have sex. I was so excited that I couldn’t stop and continued my pleasure, thinking that I would never see these people again anyway. After 3 weeks I went to university and who do you think I saw in the second class? The leader of the bikers - my teacher in cultural studies, whom I was supposed to see whole year! In general, I sat in the last row for 2 semesters.”
“When the credits ended, I got up and went to the cloakroom to get my things and noticed a couple sitting a few rows up behind us!”
Zhanna, 42 years old:
“Once a guy and I were at the cinema. Being a very hot couple, we decided in advance that it was very dirty to make cheeky love right in the hall during the session. We carefully selected our seats so that we could see the film clearly without letting the theater doors out of our sight. It was probably one of the most amazing acts of love in my life. When we finished, we finished watching the film with particular pleasure. I got up and went to the cloakroom to get my coat and noticed a couple sitting just a few rows up behind us! They had a great view of our seats. None of us saw them enter. In general, we were quite embarrassed, so we immediately ran out of the hall laughing hysterically.”
“He asked if he could join us. I refused, but he still stood and watched.”
Vika, 26 years old:
“I've done this in public places many times. Sometimes this is the only opportunity. When I was studying in St. Petersburg, a friend from Moscow came to visit me. We had sex everywhere. I lived in the dorm with another girl, and he rented a hostel - in general, we had nowhere to be alone. In general, we went into some dark courtyard and got down to business. In the midst of our passion, a man approached us, as it turned out, one of the inhabitants of this yard, and asked if he could join. I refused, but he still stood and watched, so we had to stop halfway and go in search of another place. We found our happiness in the arch on Palace Square. There's much more people, but no one paid attention to us or offered to participate!”
“The car sped through the parking lot and screeched to a stop next to the entrance to the bar. A guy immediately leaned out of it and began handing out packets of some kind of powder to everyone who wanted it.”
Marina, 25 years old:
“We loved each other around the same bar. It was just another Friday, we drank a lot and wanted physical intimacy. Then a car rushed across the entire parking lot and stopped with a screech next to the entrance to the bar. Immediately a guy leaned out of it and began handing out packets of some kind of powder to everyone who wanted it. Soon the car drove away and we breathed a sigh of relief. Our pleasure did not last long: apparently, the dealers realized that the demand was greater than ever, and they sent 3 more cars. The group on the street had already begun to smoke in full, more and more people were coming out of the bar and joining the general entertainment. In the end, we finished without having experienced an orgasm, because we found ourselves right in front of the eyes of several dozen people and the guy said that he felt like the hero of the Dom-2 program.”
“His father’s boat pulled up next to us just as we were getting the hang of it.”
Katya, 22 years old:
“In the summer, I went to Andrei’s country house to officially meet his family. They have a luxurious house by the lake, their own pier and several boats. One day, when it got dark and everyone had gone to bed, we started kissing in our room. We thought that now it would be especially romantic to go naked together to the sauna in the basement of the house, and then quickly run like that to the lake and take a swim. Immediately after the sauna we ran out into the street and rushed to the pier. I was absolutely happy, so many emotions! We drank a little wine in the sauna, so we were tipsy. On the pier we were in no hurry to swim: under the full moon and starry sky we made love. About 15 minutes later we heard a motor and the voice of his father from the side of the lake, calling Andrei. It turned out that his family was boating at that time and swam almost close to the pier. I was the first to react and immediately rushed into the water. And the lake is icy at night! She emerged and waved towards the boat with a smile. Andrey got his bearings, took a towel and pretended to dry himself after swimming. It was interesting meeting my parents, to say the least!”
“When the policeman realized that I was completely naked, he asked me to at least show my hands over the blanket to make sure they were free.”
Kira, 28 years old:
“I met my love in my first year. We had just turned 18 and the desire overwhelmed us. Each, of course, lived with his parents, so the only place where we could make love was his car. One day we were driving around the city late at night and found an inconspicuous dead end where we stopped. We moved back and slowly undressed, kissing each other and caressing our bodies. It was completely dark outside, so there was nothing to distract us from our feelings. The light of the lantern broke the unity of colors, and behind it a man in uniform appeared - a policeman. I was completely naked, so I immediately covered myself with the blanket on which we were lying, and the guy moved into the front seat and talked with the officer. The representative of the law, to his credit, was primarily concerned about my safety. I convinced him that I was here of my own free will and consciously. When he realized that I was completely naked, he asked me to at least show my hands over the blanket to make sure they were free. We were very polite and reasonable, so they let us go without any unnecessary questions or problems.”
This book is not a single work, but a collection of stories in which the reverent attitude towards the heroines is clearly visible. It is the Woman who is the central figure of all DD texts: be it a professional girl or a person living under the yoke of life’s troubles and failed love. Like a modern Don Juan, the author proudly walks through life, saving more than one lost body and wounded soul. Sincerity of feelings and extreme realism - here business card of this collection, not for nothing called “About Women and About Oneself.”
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The given introductory fragment of the book About women and about myself. Real intimate stories(D.D.) provided by our book partner - the company liters.
Stories
Love is a proper name
Instead of a preface
I would like to bring to your attention a story that can rightfully be considered my first experience in the genre of real intimate stories.
Before that, from the genre of “unreal” intimate stories (in other words, “wanking-fantasy”), the unfinished and subsequently lost novel “Two Ends”, about the life of high school students in the USA, can be considered a breakthrough. The main characters were me and my close friend Sasha, born under the names Sam and Steve, classmates Misha, Yasha and Grisha became Michael, Jack and Hans (Grisha spoke with a strong accent, so he became German in the novel). And our classmates Sveta, Marina, Natasha, Anya and Ira (Susie, Mary, Natalie, Ann and Irene) became reliable and giving in all holes in all circumstances heroines. It is noteworthy that I did not describe the process of fucking in any way, marking in the text regular sex with one star, anal sex with two, and oral sex with three. It is clear why. I didn't have any personal experience, I didn’t see sexual intercourse on the screen (the first viewings of soft erotica and explicit porn were already in the 1st or 2nd year), and I didn’t want to give the readers of those years, who by some miracle suddenly had such an experience, reasons to reproach me for not meeting the realities of life. And all the heroes read the passages openly and even the heroines secretly, pulling out of my briefcase during breaks a thick blue notebook like a diary in which I wrote this sexual fiction. They laughed and were embarrassed, spat and attacked me, but they never broke up or complained to the teachers, although they constantly threatened to do so.
But I digress. This story was written hot on the heels of events that occurred when I was 25 years old, and my sexual experience was limited to two. Funny, right? Not two hundred or even two dozen, but just two women, about whom already in Mendoza times I wrote the story “On the first or second, pay it off!” And since the episode with the second can hardly be considered normal, full-fledged sex (just think, I jerked off on her body with a little help from her), and the connection with my first woman, the unforgettable Lucy, although it was long-lasting, the memories of her became more cloudy over time and vague, I couldn’t even believe that one day I would have a permanent girlfriend again.
And having recently been on vacation, having found in a shabby diplomat, among my old papers and letters, these pages, seemingly written in my handwriting and my style, but still in a subtly different way, with a taste of a long time ago days gone by, with a touch of the romance and enthusiasm that is little inherent in me now, I decided to type them into a file and publish the events of many years ago, a description of acquaintance and intimacy with the third woman in my life, but who in many aspects can be considered the first. And besides, her name: Love, although deliberately never mentioned in the first part of the story in order to maintain confidentiality, evoked an exciting heart of association.
So, I bring to your attention the same report by dd-young in hot pursuit, which lay in the “desk drawer” for many years, and then the now well-known DD-young will tell you in the second part about how events developed further.
Part 1. Lyubushka-Golubushka
A curious thing is chance. After all, if you think about it, it is chance that determines the further course of our lives, and sometimes radically changes it. But I’d rather not philosophize, but tell you about how I found her - my sweet, gentle, affectionate, unique...
That spring, my friend and I were on a business trip to a small provincial town and lived in a departmental boarding house. We worked a lot, stayed late, often worked on weekends: we took small computers and laptops home and wrote programs in the quiet of the room, and not amid the noise and constant phone calls in the office.
So that Sunday I sat in my room and wrote a program. Getting tired, I decided to go into the hall where there was a TV. No sooner said than done. Two women were sitting there. I said hello and sat down on the sofa. Suddenly one of them turned to face me and, smiling mysteriously, as if hinting at something, said: “Hello!”
- Hello! – I said hello again.
Her gaze embarrassed me, and although I really wanted to look at her more closely, I was shy and stared at the screen. Soon a reason for conversation presented itself. They showed a program somewhat similar to “Field of Miracles,” but from a local television company, and I said that there was such a game on my computer.
- Is it true? – she asked in surprise and admiration, as if I had admitted that I had secret Pentagon developments.
“Yes,” I confirmed and looked at her. A woman of indescribable beauty sat in front of me. Brown hair fell in waves over her shoulders, white, tender, clean skin she just beckoned my gaze, I just wanted to kiss her half-open lips for a long time, and her eyes... Sparkling, radiant, mischievous, but at the same time with some kind of hidden sadness. “Two suns” flashed through my mind.
The program ended, the second woman left, and I suggested that the first woman play table tennis. She played well, but it was felt that she had not held the racket in her hands for a long time.
– You are holding the racket incorrectly. Let me show you how to do it,” with these words I headed towards her side of the table.
Just as I was struck by her appearance, I was now also struck by the touch of her hand. I, of course, tried to hold her hand with the racket in mine longer, showing her how to receive this or that ball, how to serve, how to hit. I casually put my other hand on her shoulder, actually hugging her, and pressed my thigh against her thigh. And when, after an awkward movement, my hand touched her breast, so soft and elastic at the same time, my friend in his pants began to move and began to move upward. I still don’t know whether she felt it or not, but I quickly moved away and offered to play with the score.
- Shall we play for a wish? – I suggested.
- Which one? – she asked playfully.
“And that’s later,” I answered no less playfully.
I won’t drag out my story, she lost three wishes to me.
Then I “remembered” that I had a laptop in my room and offered to show her computer games. And, oh happiness, she didn’t refuse.
I turned on “Field of Miracles”, showed me which keys to press, and she began to fight with Yakubovich, trying to guess the 10-letter drink.
I locked the door and sat down next to her, casually throwing my arm over my shoulder. The thought was beating intensely in my brain: “What should I do? Now or later? Finally I took the risk. Bringing my face closer to hers, as if looking at something on the screen, I kissed her on the cheek, expecting the worst: a slap, a scream, a scandal. Zero emotions - either she was too absorbed in the game, or she was encouraging me with her inaction. I chose the second and began to kiss every cell of her face. Then I felt that unearthly, wonderful aroma that her skin exuded. I slowly approached her lips, but when I tried to kiss her on the lips, she pulled away and calmly said: “Don’t get carried away!” But I'm already crazy!
With a sharp movement, I slammed the computer shut, hugged her and sat her on my lap. She laughed, dodged, hid her lips. I managed to unbutton her blouse and take off her bra, and managed to see her breasts, soft, white, with large brown nipples. And at that moment we were interrupted: there was a strong knock on the door, it was my friend returning. I didn't open it, and he went downstairs to get the key. She quickly got dressed, gave me a parting smile and coquettishly asked:
-What are your desires?
– Isn’t this clear? – I smiled the same way.
The next hour dragged on like a hundred years. We went to the store, bought that same 10-letter drink, chocolate, etc., and went to her room. We drank a little and talked about this and that. I didn’t know how to approach her, because she kept denying and laughing it off, but she liked something about me, because otherwise she could throw me out in no time.
“I want to take a shower,” she said.
“And I’m with you,” I immediately offered.
“Not all at once,” she smiled cheerfully. - Come out, I’ll undress.
- Well, yes, I’ll go out, and you’ll close.
- No, don’t worry, look, there’s not even a latch here.
Well, I'm out. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, my mouth was dry. “God, is it really going to happen now? I haven’t had a woman for so long, I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” I thought.
The bathroom door opened slightly, and in a second I managed to look at her naked slim figure, tender breasts, flat stomach, and lower down - a small black triangle.
-Are you still dressed? – she said with a chuckle and closed the door behind her again.
I began to frantically undress. There is no need to say how excited I was. I grabbed the bathroom door handle, took a deep breath, thought, “It’s now or never,” opened it, and walked in.
She stood under the elastic streams of the shower and basked in the prickly caresses of the water. There were no words to express my admiration.
- You came? – she whispered affectionately, and we hugged.
Finally our lips found each other, and we merged in a long and passionate kiss. My tongue entered her mouth and played with her tongue there. How sweet and pleasant it was! With my left hand I stroked her breasts, and my right slid down into the dark triangle, into the crack that was bursting with heat. Her hands also found my penis and began to gently rub it. She alternately pulled and pulled the skin over the shaft, gently stroked the head, and played with the testicles. The already excited member took combat readiness No. 1. All this time we kissed continuously, and the trickles of the shower created the impression of caress from all sides.
“Let’s go to bed,” she whispered.
We went out and quickly dried each other with a towel. She lay down on her back, spread her legs wide and, stretching out her arms to me, whispered: “Come to me.”
Half a second later I was already on her. I impatiently poked my dick into her and couldn’t penetrate her. A gentle hand caught my friend, jerked him off slightly and carefully inserted him into his womb. Everything was fine, the penis moved like clockwork, and she moaned quietly under me. My hands wandered all over her body all the time, and my lips could not find a permanent place for themselves - her lips, right nipple, left nipple. And she doesn’t lag behind me, her lips catch my nipples, kiss and lick them, and it gives me tremendous pleasure. One-two, up-down, faster and faster, and I can no longer hold back, and with a groan of pleasure I lie down on her with all my weight, and my penis spurts out the elixir of love. A long kiss on the lips, and we calm down for a while.
...I lie on my back in sweet languor and feel how she, having examined every millimeter of my body, sinks lower and lower. I'm afraid to open my eyes, I'm afraid to scare away my happiness, does she really want to kiss my penis? Yes, that is right. She pulls the skin down, exposes the head of the penis, first licks it, then playing with the frenulum, then circling her tongue along the rim, and then begins to suck. She swallows it so deep that I wonder how it fits there. With her hand she alternately holds the trunk and plays with the testicles.
I'm close to fainting, I like it so much, but I haven't reached orgasm yet. She releases the dick from her mouth and whispers, “I want you to kiss me.” I kiss those warm lips that still smell like me, and it pleases me. Suddenly I realize. "Here?" – I ask, sliding my finger into her pussy. She nods silently.
I see a woman’s hole very close, and before I get to work, I eagerly examine it. A narrow triangle of hair, below the lips, half-hiding a small, almost invisible clitoris, and even lower - an alluring, teasing slit. I kiss her lower lips with pleasure, trying to stick my tongue as far as possible. She tactfully teaches me: “Lower, higher, stronger, weaker.” Then her voice weakens, her breathing quickens, she begins to arch at the waist, pressing my head to her pubis, then a muffled moan - and she goes limp, relaxes, and calms down.
After a few minutes, she opens her eyes, looks at me with a smile and places her hand between her breasts. I sit on her stomach, put my penis between her breasts, and, squeezing it between the white hemispheres, I begin frictions. The penis then disappears, then its crimson head pops up just under her chin. What a pity that it is not as long as I would like, then I could touch her lips with my dick every time. The head of the penis is getting bigger and bigger, soon I will cum. As if sensing this, she takes my dick in her hand and begins to jerk it. And now an orgasm is approaching - in a second I will splash. I quickly push my dick into her mouth. Another moment - and I am at the peak of bliss. The sperm erupts into her mouth in powerful thrusts, and she swallows it. Fantastic! Finally I pull out and the last drop falls on her cheek. Oh no, the elixir of love should not be lost. I lift this drop with my head and let it lick it off, and our admiring glances attract each other like a magnet.
We merge again in a long, passionate, hot kiss, forgetting everything in the world, pressing our two bodies together, and the angels from heaven sing “Ave” to us.
Sweet, gentle, affectionate, unique...
Part 2. Lyuba-Lubonka, we kiss you on the lips
Lyuba was my mistress for more than a year. I can’t say that the meetings were frequent. There were reasons for this, connected with my absence in Emsk: work at that time implied frequent departures, but I only visited Moscow calendar year visited 3-4 times, and each time for at least a week, and sometimes two or three. There was a trip to Yakutia, described in my story “Yakut Diary”. There were trips to Ensk, where I met my future wife. This concerns physical absence.
And when I was present, it also happened that there was simply nowhere. My friend and I either lived in a departmental boarding house or rented an apartment for two. Lyuba lived with her son and common-law husband. A number of factors had to coincide for an intimate meeting to take place. There were no hourly hotels and daily apartments at that time (the mid-90s of the last century) (or I didn’t know about them). But... somehow they came up with something. It was my friend who was away, and I could bring Lyuba to our room or rented apartment. It was her husband, the driver, who was on the flight, and her teenage son, in addition to school, was also actively involved in sports, that is, from morning to evening he was not at home, he only popped in for lunch, therefore, the meeting took place at Lyuba’s house. Then some friends, acquaintances, colleagues came to the rescue, giving me the key to an empty apartment (to feed the fish, water the flowers) for a period of from several hours to several days. In general, we got out...
Perhaps the most memorable meeting with Lyuba (except for the first one described above and the last one described below) was the following. Worked with us in the same office, but in a different department good guy Gena. Not to say that he is a close friend, but a good friend, a participant in all our gatherings, parties, picnics, etc. Our same age, but he was already married and had two children. And so, having learned that his wife and children would go for the weekend to visit their parents in another city, and he himself said in a conversation that he had nothing to do in an empty apartment, he would spend this time with his parents, I approached him in this way:
- Gen, I have a request for you, can you help?
- Besides money, ask for whatever you want.
– The key to the apartment where the money is not.
- So that you would drink vodka and commit outrages without me? Nevermind! I want too!
- No disgrace. I have nowhere to meet my friend. Everything will be fine, the mosquito won’t hurt your nose, I promise.
Without enthusiasm, but “the word is not a sparrow, if it jumps out, you won’t catch it,” Gena called me to his home on Friday evening, showed me where it was, how the column was turned on, what I could use and what I shouldn’t touch under any circumstances. Simply put, we were denied entry into their matrimonial bedroom, but were given the use of a large room with a pull-out sofa and a set of bed linen for guests.
Lyuba’s husband was just on a flight, she asked her sister to look after her son, and from Saturday morning to Sunday evening we had a blast... How we had a blast, just great!!!
I remember this anecdote. Three girls with their boyfriends went on vacation to the sea, but to different cities. We agreed to write letters while relaxing, and to use the euphemism “fry potatoes” to refer to sex. One writes: “we swim, sunbathe, go on excursions, fry potatoes in the evenings.” Another writes: “We enjoy yachting and scuba diving, and fry potatoes in the morning and evening.” The third one is “we don’t do anything, we don’t go anywhere, we fry potatoes all the time. When the potatoes and butter run out, I suck the handle and he licks the frying pan.”
End of introductory fragment.
When I was 17 years old, I went to visit my grandmother in a village that was located in Ukraine on the outskirts of Kharkov. Back then, when I was still in school, I often went there for a walk, to chat with my old friends and acquaintances, to meet with relatives, and just to take a break from city life. There, if you go by car or motorcycle, there is the Seversky Donets River and a huge forest nearby. I loved that place very much and often vacationed there until I entered university, got married and moved to Russia. I'll start with the background. When my aunt was about my age, she met a guy there - Misha. Their relationship was developing well and they had already begun to talk about marriage, when suddenly everything changed spontaneously. They just both cooled down towards each other and that’s where their relationship ended. Although they remained friends and still communicate after all these years. About 5 years later he had a son, Kirill (Kirya, that’s what I call him), whom I’ll tell you about later. And that's where we finish the prehistory. So, I’ll continue where I started this fascinating story))). I got together with my girlfriends there to go to a local disco club, dance, drink, unwind, and so on, well, in general it’s clear... but so far without any vulgar subtext!!!)))) That’s where I met this Kirill and his girlfriend Alina, who turned out to be cousin my best friend. At that time, Kira was 19. Having gotten to know each other a little better, after hanging out in the same company for a couple of weeks, he and I realized that we were old acquaintances and maybe even friends. It turns out that a very long time ago, when we were still children: I was probably 6 years old then, and he was two years older... and in the next 5 years we often went to the forest in this village for night picnics around the fire. And by the way, I was there with my aunt and her fiance, and he was with his father, Uncle Misha, and his mother. I remembered something similar, but I didn’t know that it was this particular Kirill))) We started communicating well and, out of old friendship, he offered to introduce me to his best friend, who just needed to be consoled after another breakup with girl. I didn’t mind, because at that time I was lonely and I finally wanted a boyfriend. The next day, Kirya introduced me to Igor (18 years old) and his older brother Denis (20 years old). We talked, liked each other, and it seemed like something was happening between us. About a week later, we decided to go together (Me, Igor, Denis, Kirill and Alina) to “check in” with Kira, so to speak, have a drink and watch movies. First we went to the river to swim, fried sausages over a fire and vegetables, then we stopped at a store on the way home, bought some alcohol and went to our destination. Upon arrival, we sat and talked and it was already getting close to bed, and the body was getting close to bed. Alina fell asleep halfway through the film. The boys and I are left, Igor and I are already kissing, passion, emotions and all that)). We sat, laughed, and Kirya and my boyfriend went out to smoke while Denis went to the restroom. But he quickly returned from there and sat down with me. we looked at each other... a spark flashed and we started kissing. I liked it and was ashamed of myself at the same time. Suddenly the “smokers” come in and I try to push Den away, but he presses me even more. In the end, Igor said that he was not offended because he had made peace with his girlfriend, so there was nothing wrong with what happened. Denis and I went to the bedroom and just went to bed. Now he was my boyfriend. At night, when I thought everyone was asleep, I went outside to drink water and smoke. I made myself some coffee, took a cigarette from Dan while he was sleeping and went around the corner of the house. I smoke... I don’t touch anyone... nothing foretells trouble or the appearance of people. Kirill approaches me from around the corner. I was taken aback. He takes the cigarette from me, draws, then pulls me towards him and exhales smoke into my mouth (gypsy kiss). I look up, and he is still holding me next to him. We started kissing like I had never kissed anyone before. he said that he had long wanted to do this, but there was no suitable opportunity. We went to drink my coffee in the gazebo near the house in his yard. We are sitting. He puts my legs on his and climbs into my panties, at the same time kisses my neck and collarbones, then moves to my lips, we begin to kiss passionately. He takes out his dick. I understand what he wants. And this, one might say, is my first time. “You can say”,. because the first time with my ex, nothing really worked out (he made me not a virgin, twitched for a minute and he fell, impotent). I give Kirill a blowjob. Then I sit on top of him and we start fucking right in the gazebo, slowly at first, gradually speeding up almost to the point of losing our pulse. At the moment when he AHHHHHHH “loves” me on the table, Alina goes out onto the street. She woke up from the noise. I was moaning SO loudly that the dogs started howling, if only someone wouldn’t wake up. She didn’t immediately understand what was going on. She didn’t even suspect who I was there with, because it was still dark. But Kirya didn’t stop, he just entered me stronger and deeper each time. We both liked it. Alina stood there and went into the house, saying “I won’t disturb you.”...she still thought that I was with Igor...she didn’t know how life changes while she sleeps)))). At that moment, Kirill, with a sharp movement, turns me over on my stomach on the table and continues to fuck me like a bitch))) Then he came inside me. Twice! Because he didn't want to stop it at all. Fortunately, I took contraceptive COCs for medicinal purposes. We sat in the gazebo for a little while longer, hoping that Alya would go to bed and finally decided to go into the house... she sat and cried. She realized that I was with Kirei when she didn’t find HIM, but found Igor and Den in the house. But nothing could be returned and I didn’t regret what happened at all. Alina and Kirill broke up after dating for almost 2 years. Now Kirei and I had great sex every day of the rest that I spent there until the beginning of September. We fucked just like the first time, everywhere it was possible... and where it was impossible, too.))) Then I left and came to next year. He was dating some girl again. And this happened every year. History repeated itself as soon as I arrived there. I’m not at all ashamed that I took him away from the girls 5 times. But I fucked him enough)))
Beautiful blonde I was sitting next to Borya when I entered the room. Since Borya is not my competitor in appearance (but, unfortunately, not in bed), the first thing I asked him, taking him aside, was whether he was with her and, of course, whether he would mind... I was lucky - Borya with He hasn’t been to her yet, but he’s against it - it’s as if he doesn’t care, he can wait. I don’t remember how I rejuvenated her, but that same evening we, three couples, lay down in the same room, on different beds. The sleeping places were covered with curtains. Vitya was lying with Kenya, Borya was with Tanya, I was with the new blonde. The beginning was good - she began to perform “miracles” with her tongue, licking me from head to toe. A couple of minutes after we lay down (so that the creaking of the beds and various sighs did not hurt the ears of neighboring couples, music was playing) I attempted an “invasion” - first I probed the entrance with my fingers and felt something: I took out someone’s full stinky sperm condom! The excitement disappeared as if by hand. Confused, I raised the condom in front of her nose and asked
- What is this? (and abruptly threw the condom on the floor)
- I don’t know, I watched the video yesterday and fell asleep (and blushed deeply, deeply)
I quickly jumped up (it finally dawned on me what I had taken out of there), and after getting dressed, I went to the washbasin. She got dressed and ran after me. Someone, Borya or Vitya, shouted mockingly, “Why are you so fast?” I wanted to immediately tell how she stopped me and asked me to be silent and not tell anyone (so I listened to her... while she was washing herself, I told everyone everything and asked not to laugh). We went to the sink, I washed my hands and led her into the shower. I walked into the room, and from the laughter that was difficult to contain, she guessed that I had spilled the beans. No matter what, we slept with her, and in the morning she disappeared.
To Natasha girlfriend arrived. Cute. I just went in to spend the night (usually I slept there with Natasha’s neighbor, Tanya, just like that, without full contact) and, seeing my girlfriend lying freely, I lay down next to her (without saying hello or her name...). At night she did not resist for a long time (or rather, she did not resist at all), and in the morning we finally met - it turned out that her name was Valya, she came to have an abortion. If it’s an abortion, then it’s an abortion, I said, and when leaving I asked Valya to come again when she wants, i.e. when it heals. Strange, it healed within a couple of days. Apparently I really wanted to. But personally, I was busy, and I lost interest. And my friend, Sasha, immediately agreed. In the morning, he had blood all over him, the whole bed was bloody (and I didn’t tell him that I was with her - why spoil the relationship and impressions). In short, I thought it was a girl. But I was embarrassed to ask. I told him that she had an abortion two days ago, and probably not the first.
Larisa. I wanted to go to the village to visit a friend, I was waiting for the bus. She stood nearby and also waited. The bus didn’t show up, but word by word we went to the dorm... I’ve never seen such a monster in sex. We didn't sleep all night or, on the contrary, slept 7-8 times. In the morning she said that for the first time she was tired of sex in her life (at 17 years old?). I took it as a compliment. During the week I spent with her, I came as many times as I did in the next 5 years of my life. She talked about her life - she started masturbating at the age of 13, if she doesn’t masturbate at least three times a day, she doesn’t feel well, at 15 she was raped by a neighbor, to whom she just went up for a cup of coffee, she’s not interested in anything except sex, she never cooked eat, never cleaned it up. The fact that she doesn’t know how to cook showed up immediately - she ruined my scrambled eggs. The mess in her apartment was also surprising - you can only move with long steps, stepping over piles of garbage and unnecessary things... We were once on vacation visiting Sasha and his girlfriend. Got drunk. Larisa put forward an ultimatum - either I leave or Zhanna (Sasha’s friend) will go into the shower with her to make love. Zhanna (a devout girl, a Catholic) was in such a state that she took this news as a joke and we persuaded her to take a shower with Larisa. The girls left. After a while, Larisa flies in, not in herself, when asked where Zhanna is, she replies that she doesn’t know where this fool is... she ran away from her to an unknown location... Larisa falls on the bed and falls asleep. We go to look for Zhanna and find her in one of the corridors of the dorm, all in tears and afraid for no apparent reason. They listened - Larisa, as soon as they entered the shower (a common shower in the dorm, it was lucky that at the moment when they entered there was no one), closed the common shower doors and attacked Zhanna - she began to tear at her underwear, kiss between the legs, moan... and Zhanna, naturally, resisted. Then the girls started knocking on the door - why did they lock themselves there? Zhanna broke free, opened the doors and ran away... Zhanna was calmed down and returned to the room. I lay down next to Larisa, who was sleeping with a show-off, and there was “not enough room” for me - the drunken nymph bit and scratched during sex (apparently out of anger, it didn’t work out with Zhanna) and haunted me all night...
Young accelerator. A girl of about 16 came to visit a mutual friend, about 16 years old, taller and heavier than usual... Pretty, studying to be a cook at school... We got drunk together and Borya arranged for me to have a separate room to spend the night with her. Everything would be fine, but the girl seemed to fall in love and after the first night she wanted a second, third... But I had to go on a business trip for a few days, so we broke up. A few days later I arrive, she seems to be waiting for me (she seems to be in love). None of my friends say anything to me, and I, naive, think that everything is fine and spend the night with her as usual... The next day she leaves home, says that she will arrive soon, but I already feel something is wrong... Something has come through three days when the faucet began to leak and my panties began to get dirty. It was the first time I had gonorrhoea, I cured it on my own, consulting with friends. I found out that during my departure there was a line to see the “supposedly in love accelerator” - Borya, Sasha “Greyhound”, Armenians and others (I don’t know the others). Everyone except Borya got sick. We got sick from one of those on the waiting list (like Armenian, who was also infected by someone and did not recover). She, of course, never came again.
Lilya. Male character, beautiful, strong, “kept” almost the entire dorm in fear. We drank together a couple of times, but the opportunity to get to know each other better came when she quarreled with her friend - she herself invited me to her place. I didn’t need to hint for a long time then - if I liked a girl, then I showed activity myself. I couldn’t stand the marathon that she demanded for complete satisfaction, so we didn’t suit each other in bed. Once again she made peace with her friend (a gigolo, a drunkard, who was in her custody) and we stayed good friends. Subsequently, she married my classmate, my roommate in the institute dorm. She had beautiful girlfriend, I don’t remember her name, but according to her stories she loved men very much. She introduced us in absentia a long time ago. One evening she brings this friend, and I bring my friend (who later married Lila) and we have no choice but to lie down in pairs in the same room to the sounds of Doctor Alban (popular music at that time). Yes, men in that friend’s life do not occupy the last place... Less than a few seconds after we lay down, we had already started “racing” - wait until the neighboring couple fell asleep; the friend would not have had the patience... It’s a pity that the case didn’t brought me together with this friend again - perhaps in a separate room I would have been more relaxed...
Nurse. Borya met them on the street during the city holiday (Kyiv Day). He introduced me to a nurse, her name is Irina. We took a walk and agreed to meet in a couple of days near the metro. I drove up on a motorcycle (I had a Java at the time). She had just finished her 24-hour shift and really wanted to sleep. With the condition not to pester me, I took her to my dorm to rest (sleep). I did not fulfill the condition - the resistance was active and I remember that the activity of resistance grew into an active attack as soon as I touched the clitoris with my finger. It's like I pressed a button! After the first contact, just to relax, she changed her mind, had a smoke break, told me a story that I was her second (and why do girls tell this? I never ask, but I listen to these revelations from every second one - they probably justify not being a virgin) Then we again slept together and broke up. Strange, she left neither an address nor a phone number... and never appeared again.
Vika. This girl loves to fuck, knows how to fuck, literally her whole life is to fuck! She “made” me in the bathroom, then in bed, then at the dacha... We made love under the blanket, while she was smoking and talking with friends who came in at the wrong time through the open door! They didn’t even notice - they thought we were just lying (I pretended to be asleep) We didn’t agree on the time of the process - she needs a marathon, at least two hours and immediately, in the first episode! I can’t even spend five minutes in the first episode, and I’m reluctant to go to the second or third with my now “ex” friend.
Youngsters. I was lying in a room with three girls, i.e. I was lying with one, the other two were lying on adjacent beds. It was about one o'clock in the morning. Borya came in and asked me to help him go unload the car, which supposedly came with some kind of goods and urgently requires unloading... It turned out that this was just a false reason to pull me out of the dorm - on the street he said that two young girls were waiting for us at his friend’s apartment . No one has ever been with the one who will be with me (-clean, I checked it myself-, Borya probably thought to himself then). We went into the apartment, the girls (about 14 years old) lay and watched a video - porn. I silently lay down with mine (without saying a word - I already had this experience once), settled in behind me, did my job (under the blanket) and fell asleep. In the morning I woke up before everyone else, and after saying goodbye to Borya, I went about my business. I never saw those girls again, but I remembered this incident because I got clap again. This time the treatment was more painful - without undergoing tests, I recovered on my own, but as it turned out, I simply healed the disease. A few months later, for no apparent reason (I didn’t sleep with anyone without a condom at that time), I started leaking again. I passed the tests, received a prescription and was cured with more potent antibiotics... Borya suffered from gonorrhoea (and not only) chronically, so these diseases did not affect him...
Mandavos and scabies. Half the dorms were itching, at first it was scabies, then they began to find lice... It’s nonsense that mandavos are transmitted only sexually - my friend Sasha and I picked them up then for no “apparent reasons” - we didn’t sleep with anyone (that’s what happened sometimes, suitable girls there was none), but I caught pubic lice... I carried scabies into my student dorm, infecting all my neighbors and friends. Everyone was happy - firstly, they gained experience, and secondly, spending two hours before bed really calmed the nerves and distracted them from insomnia. They were treated for scabies with sulfur ointment. From the mandavos - with a close shave and kerosene.
Borya. Walking sex, but without brains. A person of Caucasian nationality (like me). Sleeps with everything that moves - with beautiful girls, with ugly girls, with beautiful and ugly boys (blue). Since 15 years in prison, diagnosed with kleptomania, car theft. At 30 he was freed and ended up in Kyiv, to brother. There, in Kyiv, I accidentally “came across” this hostel of the Kyiv shoe factory. And he dragged me...
Sex in flight (male, 30 years old)
“My friend had an insatiable appetite for sex. So an hour before heading to the airport for our flight to Italy, we had sex. By the time we boarded the plane, she was horny again. Naturally, we checked the plane's toilet.
Out of the blue, my girlfriend called the flight attendant shortly after takeoff and asked for two blankets. Then she threw one of them over my lap, slid her hand under it, grabbed my penis and began to massage me until I was erect. Keep in mind that we were seated in a row of three. She was at the window, I was in the center, and another middle-aged stranger was near the aisle.
Caressing me as slowly as possible so as not to arouse suspicion, she whispered in my ear that she wanted me to cum. It was strange to be shoulder to shoulder with absolutely stranger, and it wasn't easy to hold back my increasingly heavy breathing, but it was incredibly sexy to do something so daring. About half an hour later I came, smiling widely, knowing that I would never forget this incredible hand job.”
Single woman looking for sexual adventure (female, 35 years old)
“As soon as I got divorced, I took a job as a television producer, whose duties included frequent business trips around the country with the cast and crew of the show. While meeting new people, I decided that the only way to finally get rid of the influence of my ex-husband- sleep with a complete stranger.
One night I was sitting in the bar of a cheap, cozy hotel, and one of the travelers began to flirt with me. Then I noticed him wedding ring and asked him about it. “My wife and I have a misunderstanding,” he said. This answer was enough for me.
We went up to the room, took off our clothes and attacked each other. We had sex three times in a row, and with each orgasm I blessed my divorce.
The next morning my lover and I woke up to phone call his wife, and his guilty tone made it clear that his marriage "agreement" was probably one-sided. However, I didn't feel guilty. I needed sex and I'm grateful for it."
Good giver (female, 34)
“I recently traveled around Europe with a close friend. We were on our last day in Bulgaria when an impressive entrance came into our hostel. handsome guy with thick dark eyebrows. I was immediately drawn to him, probably because I hadn't had sex in a long time. Looking around, I realized that I was not the only person interested in him. I am not aggressive by nature, but I knew that I needed to eliminate my rivals and not miss my chance.
As soon as my target set down his bags, I grabbed his hand and led him outside. We chatted for two minutes in the dark, during which time I learned two things about him: he turned out to be a British boxer and he was seven years older than me. This was enough for me to rip off his belt and lower his pants. Right outside our hostel, I gave him a blowjob with great pleasure. The moment called for impromptu action, and it was worth it. Who knew being generous could be so great?”
