I was getting older, and I wanted more, with all my heart I was eager to drive! God, just think about what I did then ... My nakedness was getting cramped in the apartment, and I thought of going to the window, getting my feet on the window sill and admiring the courtyard from the air vents. True, I then lived on the fifth floor, and did it only after dark, my body was barely noticeable, if at all noticeable. A couple of times it turned me on nicely, but I soon realized that this way of self-expression became something like a past stage, and I had to move on.
In my house, on the staircases, the light often disappeared in the evening. I remember how to be dizzy I was overwhelmed by the thought that I would go out naked on the stairs and begin to descend. The first time I decided to do it in the late autumn evening. Then I opened the front door to listen to whether someone was in the doorway, and I was immediately overwhelmed by the November chill, but then it didn’t stop me at all, but on the contrary, I even more excited when I felt a touch of coolness on my naked body. Then on me were only thin socks. I opened the door and entered the darkness of the night entrance. At that moment my cheeks burned madly and I felt dizzy, and I liked it. Then I went quite a bit - to the opposite door of the neighbors, and dancing quickly returned to her. I did this almost every evening, and each time I was on the staircase longer and longer, and to be honest - I almost did not feel the cold, my body was hot as a burning log, my pussy literally throbbed, and I can swear that in the background cold entrance, I felt like it comes from light barely noticeable steam.
Shoe slippers, I decided to go down the dark stairs. At first I went down to the fourth floor, it seemed to me that someone was just about to come out and catch me because of the doors, it was the awareness of the danger I liked the most. Once I went down to the second floor where mailboxes were hanging, then it was another “record” for me, I blissfully danced for a minute, reveling in my impunity, when suddenly I heard a noise from the upper floors. Up there, one of the neighbors closed the door behind him and began to descend rapidly downwards. I was very scared then, the way home was cut off, the thought flashed through my head to slip through this person and dive into my apartment, “It's dark, no one will know me ...”, fortunately, I had time to understand that it was very stupid idea. And I ran down. At the entrance we had then two entrance doors, one outside with a spring, and the other inside and always open, so I decided to hide behind that door. I remember how much I pressed against the wall, and squeezed the door to me with all my strength, if only a passing man suspected nothing. Not even having time to hold my breath, I heard that the person coming down was already here below, he quickly rushed past me, hiding behind the door, kicked the outer door and went out into the street. It was a salvation! I was not noticed! At that moment for me it was a huge injection of adrenaline into the blood. After this incident, until the next summer I did not make a single attempt to pop up naked into the porch, it seemed to me subconsciously that the man was following me, he allegedly knew that I was in the porch, and this thought made me uneasy.
My house was literally on the edge of the city, then there were fields and small plantations. Once upon a time, my friends and parents made real campaigns with sausages roasting on the fire, and towards the very end squealed in horror from the horror stories of Uncle Bory, my father's friend. And now, some time after the story with the entrance, I started to think that when it was warm, I would definitely go to the forest plantation, be completely free of clothes and walk among the trees, walking barefoot on the lush grass, then go to the wheat field and the spikelets will caress my bare legs. And when it gets dark, I will descend into the gully, where there has always been a small lake, and I will definitely swim there. These thoughts did not let me sleep for many more nights in a row. Dreaming about the upcoming adventure, I could massage my excited pussy for so long that my hand was literally numb from fatigue.
The next summer, without telling anyone anything, I headed out of town. I was wearing only one light sundress covered with small white peas. I was free from the overlapping underwear, and the light street breeze now and then penetrated under my sundress and tickled my pussy. I was in love with my body, I liked to feel how my long silky hair caress my back, I liked to feel how my nipples swell with excitement. In the evenings, I adored pulling my pussy, at first she became hot and hard, then she seemed like a peach to sleep - she emitted warm juice, which I carefully collected in my palm, and then I could lick for a long time, smearing it over my lips.
And then, an hour later, I got to the place I needed. I left the path and headed deep into the forest planting, it seemed to me that if I walked 50-60 meters from the nearest path, I could leave my clothes without any fear. So it happened, it was quiet and deserted around, I threw off my sundress and left my sandals next to it. A sense of freedom enveloped my thoughts, I walked completely naked, making my way through the green thickets, and stumbled upon a tiny clearing, I ran there and danced, reveling in my nakedness. Then I decided to go to the path. Fearing not to meet anyone, I at first walked carefully, listening to any rustle, but soon I realized that people are extremely rare here, began to walk relatively calmly and freely. I don’t know how many kilometers I walked, but I didn’t care, I didn’t feel tired.
Ahead voices were heard, I jumped into the thicket with lightning speed, and I saw three young men walking along the path that I walked just a couple of seconds ago. They were tall and athletic, dressed in striped T-shirts, I even imagined for a second that I was with me if I, a fragile girl, were in their strong male hands, the thought of it simultaneously aroused and frightened me.
When the danger was over, I went out onto the path again and for some time tried to peer and listen to the direction where those men went, but as soon as I turned around and wanted to continue on my way, I literally was dumbfounded, there was a girl in ten steps to me. She looked like she was 20-22 years old, and we were practically the same age. She stood rooted to the spot, she wore short shorts and a T-shirt, and in her hand she held a bag of dense cellophane. You should have seen her face, although I can imagine what my face was at that moment, my cheeks lit up so much that it even hurt me. I don’t know how long we stared at each other until I realized that this path was the only one here and I like a fool blocking the girl’s only way, but she probably took me for an abnormal way and was afraid to even move. In order to somehow defuse the situation, I just turned around and ran into the depths of the undergrowth.
After such an unexpected meeting, I stopped risking the day to go on the path, and already moved only through the thickets. But this road quickly tired, and I decided to wait for the sunset, and even then get out of this landing and go to the lake.
I had to wait for the dark for quite a while, but I was sure it was worth it, I thought I deserved to plunge into the cool water after today's adventures, it would be the best end of this day.
When it was almost completely dark, I went out on the path again and after a while I was at the lake. It was practically invisible, the only thing that betrayed it was the reflection of stars from the surface of the water. When I appeared, all the frogs on the lake at the same time fell silent, it seemed that I came on stage, and the educated audience stopped waiting for the words of the actor. On the shore, I squatted down and began to massage my pussy. I was excited to force the blood to flow in hot streams through my body so that the lake water did not seem so cold to me. Going to the lake to the waist I looked around a couple of times - it was still quiet around, apparently the frogs with their children tadpoles stared tirelessly at me. And I gave myself to the lake.
I swam and dived. Breasts free from the bra in the water slightly raised up and acted like light buoys, and when I shook them from side to side, my nipples became hard as a stone. Having bathed well, I swam to the shore, went out to the place when the water reached my knees, and then sat down and started to caress myself again. But suddenly I felt movement behind me. I turned around and saw that a man was standing at the very edge of the water, because of the darkness he was practically invisible, but his eyes, which were used to the darkness, helped me to see that he was a guy, and he was also naked, he looked at me with a hand grabbing his penis, which he quickly pulled at his right hand. Noticing that I turned around and saw him, he got scared, gave up his occupation and quickly disappeared into thick reed.
Having come ashore, I wanted to run away, but then I remembered how this naked guy cowardly ran away and found something of her own in this, just as I ran away today from that young girl whom I had accidentally met in the plantation. I wanted to shout this guy in the trail, "Stop, I won't hurt you, I understand you!" But still I restrained myself.
I sat right on the grass by the shore, spread my legs and began to caress myself completely, forgetting that there might be a naked and completely unfamiliar person somewhere here. I was not afraid, his position seemed so clear and close to me that I even imagined how he and I could walk together naked in the forest holding hands.
A few minutes later, my secret night stranger came out to me again. I was so amused as he hesitantly tried to approach me, that I even giggled a little. Hearing my light laugh, the guy apparently finally realized that I would not do anything bad to him, cautiously approached me, and sat down on the grass next to me, as if we were old friends. It was very difficult for me to see his face, I saw only the glow of his pale skin, he was short-haired, thin, slightly taller than me, a sticking member stood out brightly against the background of his body. Looking at each other, we both were silent, knowing that our nudity gives both of them the same pleasure.
I took courage and decided to stretch out his open palm for a friendly handshake, and he accepted this gesture of friendliness! His hand was warm and so strong that I wanted his hand to never let me go again, so that he touched my body, and I responded to touch him. I do not know what at that moment found me, I just took and hugged him, and we sat like that, hugging on the shore of the night lake. I felt her cock rest on my stomach, in response I tried to move my breasts slightly, so that the guy felt how tense my nipples were. Then he began to kiss my neck, his little mustaches pleasantly tickled me. Then he went over to his shoulders, and began to go down to his chest, when his tongue sharply touched my nipple, I even hiccupped in surprise, but then I realized that it was a joke and we both laughed. Then he picked up my breasts and brought them together and began to lick at the same time my two nipples. He did all this with a loud, warm breath, I didn’t even notice right away that I was massaging my pussy because of all my strength. I lay on my back and spread my legs, his face immediately turned my wet pussy. His warm tongue immediately penetrated inside me, I did not expect it at all and jerked sharply, but my friend began to soothe my thighs soothingly, from which I relaxed and began to receive only one pleasure, forgetting about any fear.
His tongue could penetrate me and move from side to side, it was extremely pleasant, but when his tongue began to penetrate even deeper and make wide circular movements and lick me up from the inside with hungry greed, at that moment I could not control my body , my back was arching, with my hands I pulled out the growing grass, and from my mouth came a womb of pleasure, my head was spinning more than ever, and the stars in the sky merged into one bright mess.
He began kissing my neck again and stroking my shoulders. His hard member stretched to the limit literally slid into me, at that moment - this feeling of inner fullness engulfed my whole body, and I probably finished my life for the first time in my life. I got it so powerfully that my pussy with her internal muscles and juices like a gun pushed the guy's cock out and began to gush him lightly on the belly with a warm stream. From the pleasure received, in the literal sense of the word - I was suffocating, I was fine and at the same time I did not have enough air, I could not breathe and swallowed the air like an unfortunate beached fish. Not allowing me to catch my breath and come to my senses, the guy leaned on me again, with a squishing sound of my juices, he inserted his rod into me and began to fuck methodically with powerful blows. He gouged me so impulsively that I again felt the approach of an orgasm, my pussy became firm, and my juices were poured so that it seemed that nothing could stop them. The feeling that his testicles collide with my body with each stroke brought me off balance, and I again began to gush. A minute later, with a doubled pace, he stabbed me, and I, like a madman, screamed at the top of my lungs.
And suddenly the guy stopped. He pressed me to the very limit, his cool testicles seemed to be sucked into his body, and I heard him groaning painfully and his dick pulsing inside me. Even being in such a wild state of unconsciousness, I imagined the streams of hot sperm that fill my womb, and these thoughts terrified me, unwanted pregnancy did not at all please me. I began to break out, arch the body, spin, if only his cock slipped out of me, but everything was in vain, the stranger’s grip turned out to be steel at the moment of sperm pouring out, and my body was completely encased in his arms, it was a trap. So we lay still about an hour. His penis faded out first, then hardened again, and after a short series of jolts, he again shot hot sperm into me, and so it went on again and again. Fully exhausted, I lay on the ground with my legs outstretched and meekly accepted the portion after portion of male semen.
When he realized that he could no longer arouse himself and his cock was not as hard as a pine stake, but rather as soft as a sponge, he forced me to penetrate his fingers with his fingers. He wanted me to massage him inside there, but I was broken, scared and exhausted, I did not immediately understand why this nasty procedure was necessary for him, until his penis began to swell again and hit my lips. His head was soft, and covered with dried sperm with my secretions, I could not suck it and vomited. I was sick, and it seemed to me that with vomiting I was getting rid of all that sticky sperm that I had absorbed in the last hour.
I was still vomiting, but the guy was already rudely dragging me somewhere away from the lake, it was hard for me to rearrange my legs, from which I often fell, he grabbed a couple of times
my hair and trying to pull like a sled. I didn’t scream, and didn’t cry, I collected the rest of my strength, I believed to the last that I must survive, and if I die at the hands of a maniac, I’ll sell my life as expensive as possible. Bright thoughts flashed through my head, I imagined that before my very death I would surely ask him to suck off, and I would suck deeply and with zeal a prostitute-fanatic, and in a second my jaw would close at the very base, and I will tear out my teeth with all the wires this shaggy trash ...
He led me first to a tree planting, then we crossed the field and soon came to the wooden fence behind which was the house, his house. I looked to the east and saw that the sky was becoming bright, the darkness was receding. At that moment I felt so sick before that I would never see the dawn ...
Once in the house, the guy closed the door behind him and lit the light in the hallway. From the light of a lonely, but extremely bright lamp, I lost my sight, my eyes did not have time to get used so quickly. But when I saw the sight, and saw the face of this villain standing, like me naked in the corridor, then at the first second I thought that this was a completely different person, I could not believe that a young thin guy who timidly tried to approach me on the shore the night lake, in fact, turned out to be an adult half bald, bony peasant of 40-45 years old. He had rotten nails on his arms and legs, he was covered with veins, and his face ... His face was nasty and wrinkled, his mustache, which so nicely tickled my neck, turned out to be rare and protruding in different directions, like a cat Basilio from the movie "Buratino".
The monster was eager to continue. He dragged me into a tiny shower made me lie down on the floor and spread my legs. His tired member, he again and again rubbed against my beaten pussy, but the member did not how could not gain strength in order to harden. Then, from somewhere on the side, he pulled out a short rubber hose and connected it to a faucet with water, and the other end he plentifully smeared with liquid soap and put it in his ass. Barely reaching for the crane, he just slightly opened the valve of the crane, and his ass began to fill with water from the inside, from which his penis immediately jumped and went to my crack. From overexcitement, coming from the overcrowded backside, he quickly finished, came out of me and put me on my knees so that I licked the sperm from his still solid penis head. At that moment, the decisive hour came for me, I never for a second forgot about what I wanted to do with this freak.
It's amazing how clearly and quickly the mind of a person approaching death works. Being in a hopeless situation, even to the most desperate person, every second more and more new thoughts about salvation enter the head. One of these thoughts visited me. When I had already swallowed a member who was dirty from sperm and was close to automatically closing my teeth. My hand grabbed a water supply valve, a hose inserted into the ass, and in just one hundredth of a second I unscrewed the valve counterclockwise to the stop, allowing the powerful flow of water to rush into this devil. Everything happened so fast that his penis literally vomited from my mouth, the whole body of this monster began to shake convulsively, and he began to tumble into his side like an old rotten poplar, and the hose with a nasty clap shot out of his backside and began to shoot everyone around. When falling, the peasant hit his head against the wall of the shower and sank to the floor. His eyes were bulging from unbearable pain, and no longer responded to the powerful jets of water, whipping him right in the face.
I decided not to turn off the water, and leave everything there as it is, I do not know how many hours or days I beat him and doused the mad rubber hose, for me it was already indifferent. Once in the corridor, I struggled with the old front door lock, and when I opened it, I went out into the courtyard and saw a new day being born before my eyes. The young sun had just risen above the horizon and was already beginning to gently warm my skin. I walked naked in the wheat field and the fertile spikelets tickled me no worse than the antenna of Basilio the cat.