Last summer I worked as an instructor in general physical training at a sports camp belonging to the local Institute of Physical Education. My duties included conducting workouts and morning exercises. After the obligatory jogging on the territory, the students had to devote some time to classes on the crossbar, parallel bars or exercise equipment in the fresh air.
That morning, the guys surrounded the horizontal bar and found out for an argument who could catch up more. The girls twisted hoops, walked around a log and did exercises from the complex I taught them before. My participation here was not required, so I, sitting on a bench under a tree, slowly filled the workout log.
Suddenly a quiet idyll violated restless chirping girls. Looking up, I saw that they were all crowded around a gymnastic log. Throwing the magazine on the bench, I instantly exploded and ran to see what had happened.
It turned out that one of the girls stumbled and crashed down from a not very tall sports projectile. She sat on the grass, frowning and rubbing her ankle with her hand.
- Lick, rubbing is useless, the cold must be applied! - advised someone from others.
- Ta-ha! ... fell? - I clarified.
- Yeah, - nodded the girl.
- Does it hurt? Can you get up?
She tried to get up, but then collapsed again on the grass. Then, without delay, I picked her up and dragged her into the medical building. Several of her friends and one of the guys got along with us. I haven’t been able to wear young girls in my arms for a long time, and for some reason, Lika now seemed as light as a feather. She held one hand to my neck, the other tried to reach her injured leg.
Body - it says loudly! In fact, it was only a small house with two rooms, one of which was allocated for an insulator. The second was something of a lookout. I carefully laid the victim on the couch. The paramedic examined the ankle and shook his head.
“Look, just a few minutes have passed, and the swelling has begun.” As if there was no fracture, you need to get to the emergency room!
- No, thanks! I had it a hundred times! Turn the leg, it swells - like an elephant becomes - and then everything just as quickly passes.
- I would call an ambulance. Why do we need such trouble? - The doctor has addressed to me.
- Do not need an ambulance! I just lie back today for a day, and by the evening I will be running! You will see!
But I did not heed her objection and nodded to the paramedic. He immediately went to call. The ambulance arrived, as expected, an hour and a half later. The doctors said that at the local emergency room the X-ray machine had long been broken, and I would have to go to the hospital, to the regional center.
A white gazelle with two red stripes was removed along a primer from the camp gate. At the urgent request of Lika, we did not inform her relatives about the incident. She was eighteen years old, and she was free to make such decisions herself.
Towards evening, the camp director and I called the hospital to inquire about the patient's condition. The head of the department of traumatology himself took the tube and explained that there was no fracture, and the patient's condition was more than satisfactory. He also said that the hospital was overcrowded and asked, if possible, to pick up the girl today before the end of the day.
- Understand correctly: I do not have a single free bed! - He shouted into the phone again after we had said goodbye.
- What shall we do? - asked me the head of the camp.
- You should go after her! He himself will not get here, but a hundred and forty kilometers to the city!
- Go ... What to go? We don’t have a car, and a taxi will not come here, according to our bumps ...
- How far? - For some reason I asked.
- Twelve - there, twelve - back ...
We both thought hard and stood silently for a while. And suddenly it hit me:
- And what is this unit there, at the gate for three days already worth it?
- And, Uazik? ... So this is the chairman of the state farm came to visit me. He started to leave, but she didn’t start up - the battery was dead. I called someone, came for him. And this is a miracle, he said, then he will take it.
- And if I charge and start? ... Will he allow Lika to roll on him? - With hope in my voice I asked.
“Hm! ... And let's ask him ... The keys are mine, he forgot them in the car ...”
In order not to lose time, I went to take off the battery, and the boss began to receive permission from his friend to use the machine. These devices were familiar to me. In the last year of the army service, I drove to such middle officer ranks, so the materiel knew like the back of his hand. Within ten minutes, I connected the wires to the terminals of a portable gasoline generator, which was available in the camp in case of a power failure.
Of course, the chairman did not regret his car for the sake of such a good cause, how to bring a girl from the hospital. The sun was already leaning towards the horizon, and did not want to waste time. Having fed the battery with the maximum permissible current for only an hour and a half, I returned it under the hood and drove to the district center.
* * *
Lika with an elastic bandage on her leg was sitting to my right. According to her, the leg almost did not hurt already. The girl first complained about our man’s stubbornness with our camp leader, who did not allow us to believe her words about the frivolity of the injury. I excused myself as best I could. Then we shook on a winding primer, naturally talking about that, about this ...
While driving away from the camp, I saw that a red light was on the dashboard, indicating that the battery was not charging. This meant that the generator was faulty, and that the entire on-board electrical power supply comes from the battery. A fully charged battery would be enough for a hundred kilometers, but this was definitely not my case.
When it was almost half way back, it became completely dark. And then I made a fatal mistake - fearing to fly into some hole, I turned on the headlights, although I understood that the battery was at the limit. Literally in a couple of minutes the voltmeter needle threatened to crawl to a critical point of eight volts. With such a voltage, the ignition system gave a very weak spark, the engine began mercilessly troit and already barely pulled even in second gear.
In spite of the fact that I extinguished the passing light a long time ago, we did not manage to overcome the next small lift. Several times offendedly coughing through the muffler with the pops of unburned fuel mixture, the engine stopped. All that I managed to do was to roll over to the side of the road, so as not to leave a car not indicated by light in the night on the road. Attempts to start the engine again did not lead to anything — there was no force left in the battery even to crank the crankshaft with the starter.
- broke? - Asked Lika, looking into my eyes.
- I'm afraid so ...
- And we still far away?
- Yes, five or six kilometers, no less!
“Or maybe we will push? ...” A girl asked hopefully in her voice.
- It’s more than a ton and a half, I’m not able to do it alone. And from you, and even with a sore leg, “Pull-push” that one more!
- And if from a hill backing? Suddenly start? ... - Lika did not give up.
- It's dark, you can fly into a ditch. But even if it is possible to miraculously start, we will still not pass a mile. Believe me, I know these "primus" well.
- Then walk?
- We'll have to ... Stop! So your leg hurts! ..
- Nothing, we stay sometime ...
I took Lika's arm, and we walked along the dark road towards our camp. She swaggled, but I saw that she was visibly limping. Each step was made more difficult for her. We have not passed five hundred meters, as she asked for a break.
- Listen, maybe I'll carry you in my arms? - I suggested.
- No, no ... You shouldn't ... I'll get there! Now take a break a little bit only.
We stood, I peered into the darkness, it is not clear that looking out. The sky was clear, but the moon was somewhere ...
gone, and it was very dark. To our right was the state farm field, and to the left — the forest that we had to go around. Somewhere behind him was a camp.
- Or maybe cut off?
- What? - I did not understand.
“That path is there, it leads through the forest, right?”
- Well, I do not know, it seems like ... But how do you know where it will lead us?
- Well ... I have a lot here, I know. We walked here with the guys ...
- Walked? Here?!! - I was outraged by her revelation. - Escaped from the camp, then?
- Well, yes ... It's dark now, of course, but, in my opinion, this is the same path that we used to go to the village.
- And how many did you go ?!
- Yes, the fact of the matter is that not long, twenty minutes - no more! But this is definitely not six kilometers!
- And are not you afraid to cut the road through the forest at night?
- Well ... I'm not alone, I'm with you ...
There was nothing to oppose such an argument to me. Turning off the well-worn primer, we walked along a narrow path towards the forest. Rather, it was not a path at all, but a wide trail. She wagged among the trees and shrubs. Oddly enough, from the outside this forest seemed much more sinister than from the inside. There was even a feeling that the forest is not as dark as in the open.
- Face, do you know the terrain? - I joked to somehow raise both the mood.
- And how? Vaughn oak with a hollow, there is a raspberry bush, but the familiar anthill! ..
We both laughed - even in our soul it became easier - and went through the woods, continuing to pin each other in a friendly way. A few minutes later the girl again asked to stop, to give the foot a rest. There was nowhere to sit down, so she just hung on my shoulder. Suddenly, I really wanted to hug her, but I did not dare, because I hadn’t allowed myself to do that before, and this could scare her now.
However, it was not this that scared her at all, but the loud crunch of brushwood near the path. We both turned in the direction from which the sound came, but saw nothing. Only thick trunks of trees, but tall shrubs. Then our eyes met, I tried very hard not to file a view that I was also a little uncomfortable. At the same second the crunch of dry branches sounded again, this time very close.
- Who is there? - I asked loudly, but only an echo spread my question through the forest.
- Vanya ... I'm scared! - Admitted girl.
- Come on, come on! ... Probably, these are local mushroom pickers from the village late.
The crunch was repeated again, but now on the other side of the path.
- Hello! Mushrooms, berries collect? - I tried again to establish a dialogue.
- Maybe just go on? - Lika reasonably offered me.
We started walking again. But now they were moving much faster and silently, unwittingly listening to the sounds around. I had the feeling that someone was following us, and not just one. It seemed to me that a little behind on either side of the path someone was walking right behind us. I suppose that Lika heard it too.
- Wan, I can not so fast ... And I need to fix the bandage ...
- Of course, let's help! ..
The last thing I remember is how I adjusted my elastic tight bandage to neither Likina’s ankle. Then - a blow to the back on the head with something heavy and dark ...
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Opening my eyes, I realized that I was in the room. But it was not like our campus. The ceiling was low, some brooms hung on the walls, and right in front of me was a large Russian stove. The fire from the furnace was the only source of light here. Holding my bruised nape with my hand, I tried to get up.
- Oh, look - he came to himself! Hold it, hold it! - There was an old woman's voice from somewhere on the right.
At that very moment an old man appeared next to me. He was so old and wrinkled, that if he hadn't moved, I would have easily taken him in the dark for a bizarre stump. My grandfather cleverly grabbed me from behind, lifted me to my feet and brought my hands behind my back. He held me with a steel grip, I couldn’t even believe that I couldn’t be able to free myself from capturing such a decrepit-looking old man.
- Lika! Are you here? Where is Lika? !! - I screamed with all my might.
- I'm here ... - I heard a weak girlish voice from the depths of the room.
- Are you okay?
- Seems Yes...
- Come on! - Grandma screamed loudly, which, judging by the sound, was somewhere near Lika.
Shuffling loudly, she approached me. In the dim orange light of the stove, she seemed even more ancient than the old man who had so skillfully just neutralized me. Her unnaturally stooped figure, a scarf on her head, tied up with a knot, a long nose, deep-set eyes, sunken cheeks, and a dirty apron persistently cast associations with some kind of scary-fabulous image.
- Who you are? Release the girl! - I demanded, standing with his arms twisted back.
- Uh-heh-heh-heh! ... Let go, Iris, let go! And let you go and your friend ... Here's just the elixir of you cook and let go right away ... - Muttered the old woman with the intonation of the woman Yaga.
- What is the elixir? !! Are you out of your mind ?! - I tried to break free, but the grasp of my grandfather was just dead.
- What is what ... Healing - what else? Can you have a name for it? Please: doubly rejuvenating ...
- Woman! Stop joking around here! Lika, get ready, we're leaving! - I bluffed.
- I can not, I'm tied here ... - Lika calmly reported.
- Uh-heh-heh ... Look at him! ... And where are you going to ?! And to call you like an iris?
“My name is Ivan ...” I admitted reluctantly, twice trying to slam the old man in the back of my head with my nose, but he deftly evaded.
- Vanyusha, it means ... Ehe-he-he ... And how old are you?
“Twenty-six ...” I said through clenched teeth, trying in vain to strike my invader with my heel, “And the girl is only eighteen, lower her!”
- But it does not matter at all! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... - Grandma laughed again in her raspy voice, - In the entomy business, the girls - the younger they are, the better, should I explain to you, Vanyusha ?!
With these words, she put her hand to my face, opened her hand and blew in my direction. Some whitish dust flew into my face, began to burn my eyes, nose and throat. I coughed. It was like red pepper or something. But the burning sensation began to pass quickly, and soon no trace was left of him.
At that time, I felt the grip from behind noticeably weakened, and then disappeared altogether. Realizing that my opponent gave up the slack, I decided to use this to break out myself and free Lika. Yes, it was not there! ... Any attempt by me to make at least some sudden movement was doomed to fail.
It was as if, standing up to the chest in the water, trying to suddenly run, nothing would come of it. If you move your legs slowly, you can walk freely in any direction, stepping along the bottom, but as soon as you try to speed up, the water instantly blocks movement.
But in water you can at least relatively sharply move your hand or bend your leg, for example. And now I could not move fast at all. That is, freedom of movement was complete, but only as long as you move deliberately slowly, and as soon as you want to do something quickly, an unknown force literally paralyzes.
While I was getting used to this new state, the old woman bent down and suddenly began to unbutton her pants on me. And now I could not even turn my head fast enough.
- What-oh-oh-you-do you want ?! - I was outraged, but the speech was also inhibited.
- So it’s clear that ... I told you - I will cook the elixir, - the old woman pulled off my pants with my underpants and threw me to the side, - here we take some of your strength and youth from you and your girlfriend and let them go, do not worry.
After that, she headed into the room, from where Lika's voice had come. I followed her, but it came out oh-very slowly. True, now no one was holding me by the hands.
As I approached, I saw how the old woman blew the girl in the face with the same dust as me. She was sitting on the floor with her back leaning against the fat leg of a huge ...
oak table, her hands were tied behind.
While the girl sneezed and cleared her throat after that rubbish that flew into her face, the old woman, as if nothing had happened, pulled off her dark training tights, of course, along with white panties. Then she freed her hands and helped her to her feet. Faces movements were just as inhibited as mine.
- I-a ... I-and all my father-races-say-! He's with you and taki oh ...
“Tell, tell ... For now, come here ...” She took the girl by the elbows and led her somewhere.
In the meantime, the grandfather also leaked deep into the room, and already with a roar some wooden bench was dragged from the corner. He set it along the table and looked questioningly at the old woman. She nodded approvingly and began to bring the naked girl to the edge of this shop.
During this time, I never reached Lika, nor the table, nor the shop, which was turned to me with a butt. The old woman circled the girl around her so that she turned her back to me, and ordered me to stand on a bench on all fours. She tried to object to something, but instead of words there was some kind of porridge. Then the old one could not stand it, angrily whispered something, then cried out: “Pimple!” And simultaneously snapped her fingers loudly.
I was already close and I saw Lika, turning her head back, trying to say something, but her lips were moving, only there was no sound. Meanwhile, I was trying to think out a plan for our liberation and escape, but so far all the circumstances were not on my side. And, honestly, I didn’t understand what I would do when I got to my goal.
Having installed the supple body of the girl in the knee-elbow stand, the old woman took care of the girl's knees to stand on the very corners of the wide bench. Then she went to the table and poured some kind of dark brew into two pre-cooked thick-walled wooden bowls with the help of a ladle from a large cauldron.
“What the hell are you thinking about?” - I asked, trying to sneak up and grab the old woman by the sleeve of her rags, but she deftly dodged it.
- Nitsche-nichё ... Be patient, iris, almost everything is ready ...
Grandfather all this time stood nearby and watched us both. A sort of smile appeared on his face, which looked like the bark of a tree.
The witch, meanwhile, put on the table a small bowl, a saucer, on which lay three chicken eggs, and a jug. She deftly broke the eggs, poured out their contents into a bowl, added a little milk from a jug and began to whisk it all with a whisk, either humming or mumbling something under her breath.
From this her muttering for some reason, my mind now began to slow down. erotic stories I was aware of everything, but thoughts flowed somehow slowly. It became difficult to understand what was happening, and to distinguish the real from the imaginary, and the important from the secondary. Instead of thinking about escaping, now Likin was worried about me more than anything else. Likin so lustfully upturned upwards in her present pose. Soon I was looking at him, not looking up, and could not think of anything else, except that I want this girl. Right here and now!
- Oh, you see, it worked! ... And I thought I would have to add ...
Putting a bowl with beaten eggs on the table, the old woman began to instruct.
- So, so ... In these bowls, - she pointed to two wooden bowls with a brew cooling in them, - the basis for the elixir. But the main component in each of them will be its own. One bowl for Leshik, - now she jabbed a finger at the old man, - the second one for me. The bowls are half full, but must be filled to the top. You will fill mine, and she will fill his cup. All clear?
“None-and-then, I didn’t understand-yatno ...” I honestly admitted, almost reaching out my hand for the desired girl's ass.
- Oh, well, what a stupid young people now went! What is there to understand? Now you will fuck her, and when you finish, you will splash everything into my cup, and what comes out of it during this time should fall into Leshik's cup, I'll take care of that.
The old woman placed one of these bowls at the very edge of the shop in exactly the right Lika between the knees.
I realized a long time ago that she calls the old man the strange name Leshik, and this was not news. But everything else that I now had to, yet did not fit in my head. But, I confess, under any pretext, I terribly wanted to quickly enter the body of this girl in order to feel the soft and wet heat of her slits. And everything else seemed secondary now ...
However, looking at my dick, I was ready to fall through the ground. It must be because of the effects of the psychotropic drug of unknown nature, my, so to speak, sexual function for some reason now let me down.
- Aaaa ... Eh heh heh ... For this, do not worry! We will fix it now!
The old woman took some flask from the shelf, took out the cork with her teeth and, holding it in her mouth, dripped some orange oil into her hand. Then she closed the flask and carefully put it into place.
I already stood by naked Likina ass and even put my palms on it. That's just my dick was completely unprepared for action. The old woman came up and in her usual manner, not embarrassed in the slightest, took my sleeping member with her fingers, bared the head and first wiped around with a palm dipped in an orange drug. I felt the heat increased, hot blood began to flow to the penis.
The sorceress, with skillful movements, was already jerking off my heavy and swelling appendix. Less than a minute, as he was in full combat readiness. But she kept me massaging him. It has become not just hard, but steel, it seemed that if you hit it now, it will tingle! She did just that: finally, she gave me a double click on each member, in response, I felt a slight vibration with my whole body.
- First of all! Now another thing! You can start!
Not believing my happiness, I began to bring a lead poured punch to the entrance to the girl's pussy. I had already touched the tip of her warm labia, when suddenly the old woman yelled at me:
- What are you? !! Not there! Not there, you fool!
I tried to turn in her direction, but my head was turning too slowly.
- It is impossible that your juices are mixed! Otherwise, the elixir will not work!
I continued to stare at the witch.
- In the ass, in the ass is necessary! Here it is! She poked her finger straight into the tightly squeezed pink girl's hole.
I do not know what I was thinking ... I was ready for everything! And I could not find an answer ...
“Oh, yes! ... Dury, my head ...” the old woman screamed, “it's dry at all there!”
She darted, grabbed the bowl with the previously prepared lubricant from natural products from the table. She scooped up a little with a wooden spoon and neatly poured it directly onto the center of the girl’s little ring. Then a hefty portion of poured on my penis and rubbed a little hand.
I began to slowly and smoothly press on the delicate pink hole in Lika's booty. The member was very hard, and the lubricant was so slippery that it almost immediately caused this indescribable sensation from the very first penetration into the maiden nature. I have never had the opportunity to take girls in the ass, but I thought a lot and, frankly, have long dreamed about it.
Slowly, millimeter by millimeter, I injected Lick's cock in the ass. She wrapped her head tightly inside her head. The little anus ring was relaxed and easily passed through my trunk. Despite the sluggishness of this penetration, I didn’t want now that everything happened faster.
My hands were squeezing her naked buns. I was pulling on myself with all my might, but I still slid in extremely slowly. I thought about how she feels. I didn’t want to hurt her and really hoped that she was experiencing equally pleasant feelings.
The girl was standing on the bench, pulling out her ass and obediently exposing it to my hot and slippery cock. I imagined how he possessed her from within, subdued and hypnotized, and commanded her. She probably now gave in the ass for the first time. From the unusual sensations of both breathtaking.
Later, she confessed to me: “At first, when I just heard that now ... well ... they will have, I felt hurt and scared. When I heard that doing this, it turns out, will also be in the ass, I was ready to burn with shame and anger. But as soon as your ringing firm member began to confidently and inevitably penetrate into me, there was only one desire left - to get him without a trace and as deeply as possible. ”
In the meantime, my dick entered the sweet girl's ass almost entirely. I already felt the upper part of the thighs warm its soft buns. I just went crazy with this process! But the old woman suddenly laid her hand on my stomach and showed that it was time to move in the opposite direction.
Reluctantly submitting, I began to slip a member of a young ass. I must say that the movement back also brought a lot of thrills. Tight pink hole reluctantly and very slowly let me out of myself. Now, with my hands, I did not pull on myself, but instead pressed her on the buns so that she could resist on all fours.
When my dick slowly, slowly, almost completely crawled out of Lika, the old woman managed to splash another spoonful of egg-milk lubricant from a bowl into my trunk so that he could slide better in the future. Then she put her hand on my back, urging me to move inside again. Such a slow ass fucking I started to like. The inhibited movements almost guaranteed the absence of painful sensations in the girl's ass, and at the same time made it possible to savor her every millimeter.
“I felt the retreating iron piston begin to fill me from behind again. This time my ass felt still sharper. The excitement crossed all imaginable boundaries, ”Lika later told me,“ I wanted to moan, but because of this stupid grandmother's spell after the click of my fingers, I could not make the slightest sound. So I had to silently accept everything that was happening with my little ass. I wanted to rub pussy with my hand, which was completely ignored, but my elbows seemed to have grown into this shop. ”
Hot, pulsating and transparent girlish juices began to flow between the legs of the little girl. The grease had soaked chubby lips for a long time, and the droplet began to hang down one of them on a long thin thread all the same and below, until it came off and fell on the edge of a wooden vessel substituted for it.
- Kika, you are not carried away? Look, as if past it did not drip! - Gave voice to the old man.
They stood on both sides of Lika and me and closely watched the process. After the old man's words, the sorceress came to her senses, leaned over and adjusted the bowl between the girl's knees so that she was right under the letters. Another big drop of girlish juice has already accumulated and was going to drain from the labia.
The old woman cleverly grasped the gentle folds of Likina's pussy and gently squeezed them several times, as if giving out grease from her. A new huge transparent drop first hung on the cobweb, then it came off and gurgled into the brew that was in the bowl.
- Well ... The first, the sweetest, is already there! Come, kasatiki, try, try! - She cheered young people.
And I was to try again! I liked to once again slowly and smoothly slide into this beautiful young ass. I knew that she was very ashamed now. But I really hoped that with my soft penetrations I give her the pleasure not less than what I myself experience.
I didn’t really see what exactly the old woman was doing with the girl’s hand between her legs. But hoped that she caresses her. In fact, it was so. I understood that she wanted to get as much healing nectar from her young slit as possible. And this is possible only if it is pleasant to the girl in the pise.
That she was pleased in the ass, I now cared. Despite the seeming slowness of the process, I had long lost count of how many times I was stretching its tail now. "In the thirtieth ... In the sixtieth ... What is the difference? Nobody is rushing me! Fuck yourself a beauty in such a sweet ass and fuck ... "- I thought to myself and enjoyed the process.
Grandma turned away for a second, and her grandfather quietly approached Lika on the other hand, sat down and ran one hand between her legs, and the other under her T-shirt to get her tender breasts. She hardly reacted to the touch of the grandmothers, but she responded to the hands of her grandfather by arching the back and gave her ass to my crawling member. She was clearly agitated by the unexpected caresses of this hardened old man, who must have been quite tempted in how to piss young girls.
- Oh, you crazy! Well scat! Scat !!! Look what you think of! - she screamed at the accomplice and twice hit him on the head with some kind of towel, which turned out to be in her hands
- Well, Kikochka! ... - He pleaded, but the pleas were not heard. I had to remove my hands from the excited and beating from the fucking girl calf.
- CYNF - I said! - Again grandma screamed at the old man. And splashed another spoon of grease on my penis, which at that time almost completely came out of Likina's popochka.
In the meantime, I began to notice that the languor is already beginning to roll up to me. And if I were not limited in the speed of my movements now, I would have accelerated a long time ago and had finished this little, shameless girl in my head. But no! ... Everything was very slow and measured. So measured that it gradually turned into sophisticated torture.
Lika closed her eyes and breathed loudly, opening her mouth. These inevitable, endless, such inevitable and deep movements of a member inside her ass made every cell of her body ring with a ringing sound. The tummy shuddered when my leisurely dick once again rolled somewhere in the depths of her tender ass in a particularly sensitive place.
The maiden nectar oozed out of her little beautiful pussy, drop by drop first. But now it was almost flowing out of her. She could hear the gurgling droplets of her shamelessness gurgling into the cup, flowing out of her cups. The old woman now and then again grabbed her wet sexual lips, quietly helping the slippery warm and transparent moisture to pour from the quivering bowels of the mokroshchelki flowing into three streams.
And I again and again enjoyed the process of stretching a member of a snow-white Likina popochka. I tried to remember, then to remember all my life these tender hugs, in which she enclosed the head of my penis, and the whole trunk. I listened to her breathing, felt her flat tummy moving in time with her breathing. I heard, and like a thin trickle of girl nectar, it murmurs into a bowl set up for them under a bare pussy.
I was already unbearable to endure this sluggishness, and I calmed myself only by the fact that I was the author of her current sensations and, most likely, I would very soon become the author of her sizzling orgasm. I really wanted Lika to finish. Come from me, from my fuck. From fucked in the ass. I really wanted to do today what I had long dreamed of - to bring a girl to orgasm through the ass.
Sliding inside the tight pink hole again, I felt something new in the state of a girl. The tummy has become hard, all her body seemed to ring. Buns ass tightened and lifted, and the little ring of the girl anus squeezed, struggling to clasp my dick. Then she exhaled loudly and froze for a moment. At that moment the trickle flowing into the bowl became stronger. I was even afraid that the cup might overflow.
- That's so clever, that's how a girl! - Praised Lika old woman.
After some time, she took out from under her cup, which was already filled to the brim with girlish nectar, mixed with a strange brew. But Lika's face began to throb, without ceasing. Along all the now inserted into it until it stops my cock ran tangible waves. It looked like she was sucking dick, wanting to get a charge of hot seed out of him. And now I was shaken with a small shiver ...
- So! Wait, wait ... Why, then? That's where it should be! - The old woman zaprititala and began to push me out of the girl's ass forcibly, putting ...
hand on the stomach.
The next moment, a real fountain struck from my crimson member. The old woman deftly grabbed my organ with her hand and sent it to the second bowl. White thick jet of hot sperm beat and beat out of me, without ceasing. I've never seen anything like it. And he certainly could not imagine what he was capable of! In seconds I filled the cup to the top.
My head was spinning, my eyes were dim, and I fell backwards on the edge of the bench, on which Lika was a cancer. She leaned forward a bit and now her ass just fucked by me was behind me. I involuntarily leaned on her like on the back of a sofa and chopped off ...
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The bright rays of the morning sun beat in the face through the window of a fragile little hut. I was lying on the edge of the shop. My legs were on the floor, and under my head was Likina's bare ass. She was lying on the same bench on her stomach behind me, hugging her knees like a rider. From the clothes we were still only T-shirts with the logo of the sports camp.
Rising, I noticed that the action of the slowing powder of that strange old woman was over, and I can now move normally. The first thing I rushed to the girl, not even trying to find and put on his pants.
- Lika ... Lika ... Wake up! - I was pulling her shoulder.
- Mmmm ... And what is the time? - She asked, wincing, but did not open her eyes.
- I don’t know, I don’t have a watch ... - I confessed and for some reason put my hand on her bare ass.
Now she is startled. Opening her eyes wide, she looked at me, who was squatting next to me, looked around, and then lowered her eyes to my penis dangling below.
- Oh ... - Only burst from her. - So this is all ... in reality it was ?! What a nightmare...
The girl quickly got up and sat on the bench, trying to cover the causal place with her hand. Seeing a bunch of our clothes in the far corner of the room, I hurried after her. We quickly got dressed. Neither grandmother nor old man was visible anywhere. Then, deciding not to tempt fate, we gathered to hastily leave this sinister place.
However, having stepped over the threshold, we immediately encountered a young, portly peasant woman, striding boldly towards us with a huge pile of firewood in her hands. Seeing us, she smiled warmly.
- Good morning, iris! How did you sleep?..
- Hello, - we greeted dryly.
- Far eh gathered?
- We need to go to the camp ... Can you tell me which way to go? - I asked.
- Camp something? ... So there you, there ... - she waved her hand, indicating the direction.
- How far?
- Yes, read it, a mile away, or maybe a little bit more will be ... Yes, you wait, leave, then walk! Now Leshik will return, he went for your clunkers.
For some reason, Lika and I did not at all want to wait for this Leshik. We shook our heads, thanked them for their concern, and decided to take their feet off on foot. Leaving through the gate for the fence, we were on the same path, which went yesterday through the forest. She seemed much wider during the day than at night.
We did not even have time to take a dozen steps in the direction indicated to us, as the noise of a motor and a car signal could be heard from behind. Barely being placed in a rut, crushing the grass along the edges of the path, and blinking merrily with a bright high beams, we were overtaken by Uazik, who we threw on the road yesterday.
Run was pointless, and we stopped. As soon as the car reached us, a smiling, curly face of a middle-aged man appeared from the driver's window.
- Well, where are you? Take the machine! - He said cheerfully, getting out of the car, - And then, maybe, would not hurry? Kika over there with breakfast is already clamoring ...
- No, no, that you, thank you! We need to hurry to the camp, otherwise they will look for us ... - I answered, sitting behind the wheel, - Face, sit down, let's go!
She did not keep herself waiting and immediately jumped on the right seat.
- Well, whatever you want, guys ...
- And ... thank you for the car! - I cried out through the window, moving off.
- What do you! This is a big thank you !!! - The stranger has answered, mysteriously smiling to us in a trace, - And hello to the camp commander! Tell me what kind of car I’ll pick tomorrow afternoon! ..
For a while we rode through the forest in silence. To myself, I noted that the red light on the panel is no longer lit, and the voltmeter shows normal voltage. It was strange, but no more strange than all that happened to us that night.
- Wan ... Who do you think it was? - Interrupted Lika's silence.
- You mean this guy? ... - I showed myself back over my shoulder with my thumb, - Judging by his last remark, this is the chairman of the state farm ... And part-time owner of this UAZ ...
- And how? ... But ... Wait ... And those two at night - then who are they ?!
“And you think those we met in the morning, and those two at night, are different characters?”
“Exactly — the characters ... Um ... I don't even know ...” my companion said thoughtfully.
- And how do you like their names - “Leshik” and “Kikochka” - nothing reminds?
- That's the thing ... Already goosebumps ...
Lika sighed, and we fell silent again. Then she asked:
“Do you think they drank it later?” Well ... from their bowls of these ...
- Um ... I guess they drank it ... Or maybe they rubbed each other somewhere ...
Lika burst out laughing at this my assumption.
- I have no idea, I was cut off - I do not remember anything, what happened afterwards ...
- But, apparently, our elixir rejuvenated them both well! - Confidently concluded the girl.
And then quietly added:
- Then ... - I also do not remember ... And during? - She looked at me with the eyes of a fawn.
In response, I just gently hugged her right arm over her shoulder, and she pressed herself against me. So we drove to the camp. Strangely enough, no one was surprised at all there that we were disappearing all night. But we were not going to report to anyone ...