I greet you again!

According to your, my dear readers, I decided to write a continuation of my first story, Sex on the Second Date. This time the storytelling style will change slightly. If the first story was addressed to my girlfriend, even when we were in a relationship, now I write about her in the third person and past tense. I do not think she will ever read it. From now on I write exclusively for my readers :))

As in the first story, all the events I described are 100% true.

So...

I was looking forward to our next meeting. After that hot evening, my girlfriend, who, by the way, was called Ksyusha, wrote a declaration of love in social networks. And she likes everything in me - the “creative nature”, the “charity” and the “charisma”, and the voice (my voice, by the way, is very low), and even excess weight, as she noted, come to me ( No, I'm not fat, just with a growth of 178 cm and weight of 83 kg, there are a few extra kilos). I do not know if she was really in love then ... however, this is now a matter of the past.

All the next day I received messages in the spirit of “Oh, God, how sweet you are!”, “How clever you are,” “You are a true lover!”, “Already miss your voice,” “Mimimi” and other calf tenderness , as she wrote with terrible mistakes). I answered with compliments, wrote romantic poems to her (yes, I am a little poet). We agreed on the evening meeting. And here we are again in my cozy apartment. I will describe briefly Ksyusha’s appearance (in the previous story, her appearance could be judged mainly only from my remarks, since the story was addressed to her). She is lower on my head, slender, red hair, glasses on my face (by the way, I also wear glasses), my chest is somewhere between the second and third size. 21 years old (4 years younger than me). In general, she is quite beautiful. Fragile, petite, sweet lady. Yesterday we ordered sushi, today I decided to order pizza at home. While waiting for the courier, indulge in hugs and kisses. Now she felt more relaxed ... yes, even more. I saved her from extra clothes ... no, no, only from a jumper. We drank tea with chocolate, talked and already anticipated quick sex, not to mention the sex itself. It did not take three minutes, so I did not climb to her with kisses. Our tongues intertwined. I could taste the chocolate in her mouth. The courier with the pizza did not keep himself waiting, and now we are eating our today's dinner. So having not coped with a big fat pizza, we decide to postpone it for later. We are both excited and want one.

Taking Ksyusha by the hand, I led her into the bedroom. The light in the bedroom is not lit, enough of the light that penetrates the brightly lit corridor. Ksyusha lay down on the bed, and I leaned over her. Her lips are soft and pliable. My palm lay on her stomach and slowly crawled down. Fingers squeezed under the jeans, groped the edge of the panties. Ksyusha’s breathing quickened, her heartbeat too, I can feel it. My fingers penetrated between her legs, felt her pussy, it was so hot and humid here. I begin to massage, the girl shudders, moans weakly. We must quickly release her from the captivity of clothing. The hand creeps up, now under the turtleneck. Hot body, delicate skin, smooth as silk. Gliding up, he felt her neat chest. I squeeze slightly, dragging my nipple with my thumb. A light tremor ran through her body, like a tiny lizard. I pulled up a turtleneck, opening her eyes to her breasts, pressed to them with his lips. He kissed and nibbled on one nipple, then switching to another. Ksyusha completely gave herself to the sensations. Inhaling deeply her smell, I took off her turtleneck. I'm wildly excited. Want her!

Jeans and tights fly to the floor after the turtleneck. Wet from the discharge panties also do not stay long on their mistress. I quickly undressed and pressed my lips to her pussy, hot, shaved smoothly, like a peach and only on top of a barely visible bristle. My tongue persistently penetrated inside. An exciting moan broke from Ksyusha’s lips. The tip of the tongue parted the lips of the lips. The whole body of the girl is shaken whenever I touch her clitoris with the tip of the tongue. She moans. I listen to her feelings, I want to make it pleasant to lift her to the very top of bliss, give her a fairy tale, paradise! She doesn’t stop moaning while I lick her pussy. She runs her fingers in my blond curls. Her hips begin to bounce to the beat. Nectar flows from its depths. Lifting myself, I pushed two fingers and slowly inserted it into the crotch. She moaned even louder. Groping point G - this treasured hypersensitive cavity. This is truly a magic point, with every movement of the fingers the girl is shaken by a powerful convulsion. With the second hand I press the palm on the stomach for tighter contact. The girl struggles in convulsions, and I feel as if I control her body and she is completely in my power. I speed up the pace. My fingers run in her crotch. Inside is wet and all squish. Her moans turn into drawn screams.

- All! Hwaaaathiiit! She shouts.

Orgasm was not long in coming. She ends pushing my fingers out of herself. Bends, her lips tremble. I lick my fingers until she wakes up. Breathing hard, face red, burrowing in the folds of the blanket. I lay down next. I look at the ceiling. I hear her breath to my right. The breathing is first rapid, then more and more even, and finally ... peaceful. Harmony in a single room of a single apartment of a single night city. My palm crawls under the blanket, feels hot naked body there. I stroke her leg, tummy and chest. Ksyusha smiles and chuckles slightly. Investigating her body, I can not ignore her wet pussy. My sensitive fingers seemed to examine every inch of her body. The blanket interferes, pulls it off, and I myself move closer, clinging to my beloved, I feel her warmth, her fever.

“My princess ... my queen ..." I whisper to her.

He hugged her by the shoulders and rolled over himself to the left side, closer to the heart. And her loving heart I want to feel at your side. We lay there, embracing, maybe five minutes, maybe ten. Time at such moments flows quite differently. We lay silently, without a word. Her only phrase was:

- You are so hot.

She said it so quietly that she could hardly be heard.

- You too. - I replied.

I felt her calm, measured breathing. What is she thinking at this moment? What has found its happiness? Perhaps it is. Yesterday I offered her to move in with me. We will live together. She will cook me dinner and every night we will passionately make love.

After some time, she began to hint that she wanted to continue - to rub pussy on my leg. The girl is excited and wants more. My minx. But what is really there, I myself boil. Looking for a half turn, as they say. Well, let's continue. I got out of bed, went to the closet and removed the condom package from it. I hope today this damn gum will not break. I stretch almost all my 17 cm. My rod swelled and rushes into battle and directly points to its goal - a beautiful naked girl lying on my bed. Now I will hollow her into her narrow hole. I admire her. She smiles, lies on her back and keeps her knees closed. Gently attached to it. Her legs fall on my shoulders. Her wet hole is ready to accept me. The ram is approaching the gates of this fortress, which seemed impregnable three days ago. I leaned forward. Ksyusha started, feeling the touch, followed by the invasion. How she breathes excitingly. Pushing forward, driving my unit to its full length.

- Aaaahh! - publishes moan Ksyusha.

I move backwards and forward again. I hold her legs on my shoulders. Without haste I make progress. Take possession of her as a conqueror bastion. She groans under my pressure and moves towards. Muscles are tense. My column slips and sinks. Leaning forward, I lean over Ksyusha, caressing my breasts, kissing my lips. With every push I push ...

her weight on the bed. She looks straight into my eyes, stares without stopping. I smoothly accelerated the pace. Eye contact is not interrupted, even when I begin to hammer her stronger. She moans louder. And here it happens ... Devil's gum again burst! The head of the member feel the walls of her vagina. I give it back, take off what was left of the condom from the slippery stick. Okay, not the first time. I hope she doesn’t fly away from it (although I didn’t finish it, the girl may well get pregnant from the lubricant). I am changing a condom. It seems funny to her, she chuckles and so provoke. Well, again in battle!

I have a peculiarity - even though I am looking for a half-turn, but in order to finish it is necessary to try hard. I can spend hours having sex, keeping the member in a standing fighting position and not having an orgasm. For my partner it is, of course, good. In the end, I like to give pleasure more than receive it. With this talent, I would seriously think about the career of a porn actor (I didn’t seriously think about it quite often) if I were born, say, in California. But I am not ready to move to another country just because of the many hours of stone riser.

I support her legs during intercourse. Fucking her gently, then dolblu like the last bitch. Sloshing her pussy caresses the ear no less than her moans. Leaning on my hands, I enter it first with sharp jolts, then sensually, without hurrying, savoring every bit of a moment. I want her to feel all my power. Each time, leaning back and removing the trunk from its depths to the very head, I freeze for a split second, listening to my beloved's convulsions, and then again sliding to meet her. I perfect the technique to get the formula of true enjoyment. Emotions in sex for a girl are more important than the mechanics of sex. And I made every effort to give her such emotions. Feeling an approach of orgasm, she begins to masturbate her clit with her palm and therefore adds excitement. I wrap my slender legs again. Closer to the finish, I fucked her so passionately that I did not notice how I moved it to the very corner of the bed, between the wall and the closet. I drove it into the corner, yes! He possessed her, possessed her heart. She struggled in a sweet frenzy.

- Yeah-hh! - moan broke from her lips.

She finished. Her hot bosom slipped off my love rod. It seemed, from it steam now will go. Her eyes rolled back and her mind was drained. Her hips continue to shake. Where is she now, in seventh heaven? By the expression of her face it is clear that today I was at the height. Yesterday I chose tough tactics and didn’t even notice how I got too carried away and hurt her. And today, today is the thing. She smiles, laughs, and I caress her hands with her young hot body. Tickle her. Laughing even louder. Sits on the bed, she is attracted by the bookcase. From there she got the first book she got and, sitting comfortably on the bed, she began to read poetry through laughter. It seems that happiness has covered her head and she still can not move away from the experienced sensations. She laughs and tries to read at the same time, and so read, that not a word can be made out. Looks pretty nice. I can not help smiling. I hug her, kiss, whisper compliments. Sit behind her, I gently grabbed her chest. They say that the ideal size of the female breast is the one that fits the size of the palms of her gentleman. So, this is it. I mass her breasts, gently kissing her neck. Putting the book aside, I wrapped the young lady in an embrace. I feel so much love in me and am ready to give it all to her. Clasping the girl from behind, I fell backwards. Since I did not finish, my dick is still uplifted. I pulled the condom off of it, all soiled with grease, and threw it on the floor. He lay on his back, pulling the girl to him. She slowly kissed me on the lips, her palm clasped my cock. Gently massages it, moves the palm up and down. Then smears grease on my stomach. He wants to caress my trunk. I ask her to make me a blowjob. Feel the gentle touch of soft moist lips.

- O yes. - I can not help exclaiming exclamation.

As for me, blowjob is generally the best thing about sex. Her teeth slightly protrude, I feel how they slide along the edge of the head. I feel the soft touch of her tongue. I ran her hands through her hair. I feel how her head rises and falls under my palms. Ksyusha then sucked the head, then immersed it in the very throat. erotic stories of sexytales She sucked gently and at the same time diligently. I felt how much she was trying to give me maximum pleasure. Alas, if we would argue that she would not be able to give me a blowjob so that I would cum, I would win this argument. And it's not about her, but about me. As you must remember, it is very difficult to bring me to orgasm. However, do not worry, I enjoy the process itself. And what could be better than to realize that the girl you like is lying naked on your bed and diligently, with a smacking, sucking you?

For all the time blowjob, she never once looked into my eyes. They say professional blowers rarely interrupt eye contact with suction. Some inexperience with a touch of innocence is felt here. Eyes down, as if shy. When we first met on a snowy street in February evening, she seemed to me modest. Yes, she is shy. Silence, which is more silent and listening, rather than speak. However, she fully confirms the theory that in the depths of the soul those women are still quiet. Imagine the classic quiet ... well, the one that wears glasses, looks away, if you look into her eyes and, I suppose, lingers in the library. So, well, now imagine how this meek sucks after only a week of dating. Submitted? This is the very case.

After ten minutes, and so not lowering, I stop it and start to caress again. Well, that condoms I zataril with a stock. And here I am again fucking her lying on his back, then putting on all fours. When she had finished and wanted more, I again began to diligently massage her G point, inserting two fingers into her bosom. That evening, she experienced four orgasms. After the last of them (by stimulating point G), Ksyusha noticed:

- And I have another sensitive area.

Frankly, I did not even immediately realize that she offers me anal sex. Putting it on my stomach, I settled on top. Her anus is so narrow that it is impossible to get into it right away. Finally, I push my column through the tight anus ring. It's pretty crowded. I push all of my 17 cm. The girl is breathing heavily and groans when I make progress. Not all young ladies like anal sex ... but my tranquility does not apply to them. Remembering yesterday, I did not become too zealous. Having pulled out a member after several dozens of frictions, I can’t help myself not to immerse my index and middle fingers again in her pussy ... I’m putting my big finger in her ass. A small massage last. Time later. Lady is soon to go home, waiting for her parents. She gets out of bed, pulls on her purple panties. God, how cute she looks now, in her violet panties and with bare breasts. I walk up behind me (damn it, I don’t want to part with it so easily), I wrap my chest, rub my dick about my ass. She laughs cheerfully. Freed from my arms, he runs into the corridor. I got dressed, made the bed. I listened ... silence. Something my princess has become silent. I go out into the corridor. She is nowhere to be found. Want to play hide and seek? Okay, I'm going to look. I look into the pantry - empty in the kitchen, too, no one. There are no curtains. Where is she? In silence I sneak down the corridor, saying:

- Where are you, madam? I'm going to look ...

Seriously, I feel like some kind of maniac from a horror movie. Finally, I find her behind the door in the living room. Laughs again, laughter. Squeezing her a little more on his chest, he sent the girl to dress. Pizza today, we have not mastered. Nothing left for tomorrow. And tomorrow, by the way, Valentine's Day is the day of all lovers. We left our nest of love and walked me through the empty streets of the night to the house. He kissed me for the last and wished sweet dreams and went home.

Thank you for paying attention to the story :))

Evaluate, comment, even if you do not like the story. It is very important for me to know your opinion. Should I continue to write in the same vein? Let me remind once again that all the events described in the story are 100% true.

Until new publications, friends! ;))