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Outside the window was dawn. Zhenya woke up and saw his lover getting dressed. - Where are you going? - I completely forgot, my shift at 6 begins. - And I? - Sleep, baby, still early. Nikolay quickly left the hotel room without saying goodbye. Zhenya felt used. No affection, no kind words. The priest ached, and the freaked out ring of the anus did not close completely. Suddenly a thought arose in my head - how to go home? In a women's dress? I brought back to the hotel, but how can I come back? Zhenya rushed to the wallet. The change from the payment for the room remained with him. Fuuu, carried by. Although how it went - it was scary to catch a car and drive with a stranger, but it was not until daylight that you had to go - while everyone was sleeping, you need to quietly get home.

“Did you today something painfully quickly returned, baby?” - Uncle Seryozha looked at Alina, who was confused, and tried to understand what it was that she was all running from the kitchen to the corridor and peering into the peephole. At the same time, she was somehow strangely afraid that he would notice her actions and would certainly begin to ask why and why.

This is my first time in this field, so, dear audience, I ask you to forgive if there will be errors and non-standard expressions. I am 35, married for 18 years, my spouse is three years younger than me, but not a bit looks like his age, if you don’t know you can think that you have a young, 25-year-old redhead, and not a mother of two charming daughters. For all the time of married life, our sexual relations at the moment have slipped to zero, I don’t know what caused this: stress, work, but we live as just neighbors in one apartment, the fire of passion and love died away in our hearth, but then my old friend appeared ANTON and began an interesting relationship in our destiny.

My name is Stella, I am 18 years old, I am a virgin and I want sex. And lately, I really want to fuck hard. I want to have sex with all strangers in a row and always, I want to be fucked like the last whore on Red Square with cancer. So that they all filmed them on their phones, showed them to their friends, discussed how I scum. It would be cool if it was broadcast on the First Channel. And the broadcast was on the whole world. So that everyone can see that I'm a complete whore. When I'm full of sperm and fucking in all narrow holes. My parents will be very surprised, they still think that I am a modest girl.

Parents divorced. Mom let me go to her father, I was already 18, so I could decide myself who to live with. Soon he had a new girlfriend, Tanka, and I think she had something to do with the break. They got married, and Tanka became my stepmother. Why do I call her Tanya? Yes, because she was only 20 years old, practically my age. My father's marriage was not in my plans, and I first wanted to move in with my mother. Maybe she was offended at me, because I left with my father, but I hoped that she would accept me. Seeing Tanya, I abruptly changed my mind.

I often came to visit my friend at home, we had fun ... but at the same time he always had someone from his parents ... But this time he didn’t have anyone at home, and when we got tired of playing at the computer, then we went to the parental room to watch a movie (parents simply had a big TV set). We lay on the bed, ate cookies and watched a movie ... and then when we both went up for cookies our hands vied and they turned out that we almost joined hands ... And then our views converged, we stared with Dan for a long time without knowing each other say ... I thought: "Well, why are you such a brake, kiss me already!". As it turned out later, he liked me a long time ago, but he still could not confess and show his feelings.

Rita was a good girl, so many friends and neighbors in the apartment building thought so. She was an exemplary schoolgirl not an excellent pupil, but the hardworking horror girl is always responsive and helps everyone with what she could. She graduated from school and went to study at the medical college there showed eagerness and mercy always wanted to help the sick bring relief and happiness to the patients. For this they called her Holy Rita. Many made fun of her insulting her. She could not understand why people so hate and do not love each other. She was already 19 years old. She graduated from college, became a nurse and waited where she would be sent to work in which institution.

I was at that time, I studied in the 10th grade, and walked with Volodya from 11 "A". However, he "walked" with me, and I was truly in love with him, for a long time, from the 8th grade. I was terribly jealous of him, constantly crying because he didn’t look that way, didn’t talk to me that way, she dreamed that we would get married after school! And he, of course, was far from such lofty feelings, and met with me because I was the most beautiful girl in school. I had a magnificent braid and already quite a girlish figure with a developed chest. I hid my love for Volodka, poured out my soul only to one neighbor, Aunt Natasha. She was an adult, 35 years old, very beautiful and soulful woman.

I never thought that I could tell it, but such sites are just needed for these stories, and enough time has passed. It was like this… We are an ordinary family, nothing remarkable, dad 48 years old: fit, tall, solid, mother 35 years old: she looks very good, slim, knows how to dress, use makeup and perfume, and my sister, I am 16, sister 13, just teenagers.

Our city was small, and was located on the river. However, it was not recommended to drink this water downstream, where the river flows out of the city, if you did not want to get sick. Some merchants still took it to cook some cheap soup for the poor. But it remained on their conscience. Mom used only the best for her best apple pies, gingerbread and other pastries. And to go for water to the well was my duty. He was far away from our house. But there it was so arranged that water flowed from a spring outside the city through the gutter, and therefore it was always full and clean.

... The clock struck ten, but Denis still did not want to sleep. He just lay on his bed and looked at the ceiling, looking at him the flickering shadows of the trees outside the window. Suddenly someone knocked on the door of his room, after which it opened slightly. - Deniska! Denis, still not sleeping? - Not. - Good…

My name is Kamila at the time of the story I was 18 years old I was captured, my fiance was called Murat. He had an older brother. He was married. His name was Beslan. When I married Murat, we lived together with Beslan and his wife. I howled the first night, how I fucked my husband, he wasn’t very good, because he hadn’t had sex before still not so bad, he stripped me to the goal, also took off all the clothes he kissed me, then he became his dick and entered my pussy, we fucked for about 2 hours, but I didn’t get such pleasure about that everyone in the circle spoke.

From childhood I loved to read books about Angelica, how she got into all sorts of unpleasant stories, how she loved, how she enjoyed life, traveled and worked on herself, raised children and sometimes lived in a delightful full chic world. When I feel sad, I go to a furniture store, I just walk among the beds, so huge, with soft pillows and colored linen. I walk and look in the mirror, in my reflection, as if I am at home, now I leave the bedroom and go down the stairs to the kitchen to drink flower tea, I love flower teas, thin, sometimes the smell is barely perceptible, only water should be good. But these are all fantasies, and I myself live in a one-room Khrushchev, the reality is a little bit sad.

I studied then at school, but I was already 18 years old. There was no girl, but the desire for sex, naturally, was high, being a virgin. The main occupation for satisfaction was masturbation. He lived with his parents and a dog, a large German shepherd. Bitch. She was an obedient and calm dog, once she was whelping. And sometimes masturbating, they skipped the thought of trying to stir up something with her. But naturally then I thought again and passed. Although sometimes it covered with a wave, and when no one was at home 3-4 times he looked at the dog, he looked like she was there. Later he began to sometimes put his fingers in her vagina, it is narrow in dogs. It seemed that there was nothing disgusting, so I did this sometimes, when curiosity took hers and her parents were not at home.

My future husband was reliable, gentle, and even liked my mom. Although, to tell the truth, she was easy to please with such and such a daughter like me. Not a shout of admiration, but a sigh of relief from her. Well, let! The first month of my acquaintance, he brought me to a party, home to his boss.

Oh, girls, sex with a man - this is a very contradictory feeling ... I hit (or hit) almost at my own will. That is, my love for dressing in women's clothes let me down. I have been doing this since my childhood, although I have been married for a long time, and quite happily, the secret of my disguise became known to my wife a year after the wedding. In addition to disguise, I also do self-bonding, imagine myself being abducted by a girl, a slave and so on ... Well, one fine (or terrible) day I could not free myself before my wife came ... In general, the scandal was big, but love won, and I even was allowed to dress as a female for sex.

- Hey, Petrovich, and when was the last time you had sex? Petrovich, a dry, wiry old man, smoking and grinning at a thick beard, listening to how local men brag about their exploits. - What is the last right? - he noted slyly, - The last one was, a couple of weeks ago. The men laughed incredulously, but knowing how great the walker was when they were boys, this laughter would be uncertain. “Well, yes,” Petrovich estimated, “just on Sunday, when students came to us to practice.”

At that time I was 23 years old, in those years I was not looking for consistency and by the time I was already quite sophisticated in sex. Not that I was Lavelas and the ladies' man ... no, it was just that the circumstances were such that I had a chance to change a decent number of girls, of different ages and sexual preferences. For a year now, after university, I worked as a technical specialist in a large company, with a wide network of offices, which I had to go round and carry out certain orders once a month. One day, having debugged the security system in the branch office on taganka, where I had been, my first meeting with Veronika, the manager of that department, was rare. She was a seemingly domineering and tall woman, about 36 years old, her high breasts were always neatly pulled up by a chic bizgalter peeking through a white blouse, her skirt just above her knees had a playful slit from behind. Having fulfilled all her instructions, we chatted, drank cappuccino from a coffee machine and laughed a lot, I must say that despite my age I was very easy and pleasant to communicate with her ...

I love summer vacation. My parents went to work from the very morning and for the whole day, and I stayed alone at home. The whole three-room apartment was at my complete disposal. I do not know how the others, but I love to walk around the house naked, it turns me on incredibly. True, over time, walking naked around the apartment became quite familiar to me, and I even forgot a couple of times that I don’t have a thread, and in the evening I ran to open the door to my parents returning from work, and only at the last moment at the door itself, electrocuted, I rushed back to my room for a bathrobe ...

She called me at work at half past six and asked ... do you want to try it today? - What to try, I asked. - What I offered you. I was just speechless. I did not know ... seriously, she said, or not. But the wife, it seems, was set up quite seriously ... - What are you silent, afraid? - Well no. Let's try. - Good. Then wait for me at home today. And do not go to bed without me.