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I applied for a room in a shared apartment. As a “poor student”, I can’t afford an expensive three -room apartment and I would ate in a tight mansard. In addition, there is always something going on in a shared apartment, and I thought that I also have a chance to meet women … So, the new shared apartment offered enough dynamite: two young crisp women: Isabelle with her black hair, which for a lovely,Beautifully shaped face lifts the right frame, is from exquisite physique, curved legs that ended up in an adorable ingor further up.
Even the front balcony is not of bad parents. And their younger Sister Ines stood in nothing.
She was a brunette, not quite as big and was more of an innocent little girl, but that doesn’t mean that she was less pretty than Isabelle. I was completely reckless that I was considering pulling there at all, and doing it too. Now I know that the sensible man around such female power prefers to avoid.
One can tame so much femininity individually, but against two, and also connected in the deepest sister gang, I had no chance. But now I don’t want to tell about it, but about the ski holidays with you, two months after I moved in with you.
I know a colleague whose grandmother in Leysier-Montry had a real Valais chalet, and usually I went skiing there every winter. And it was clear that after I moved in with Isabelle and Ines, I also honor the honor of AntaT to invite you to my ski holidays.
Like almost all Swiss, the girls were passionate skiers and almost freaked out with anticipation. Especially Ines, she joined her bank account with joy to buy new skiing nail -sailing. However, I only got the soussol, a studio with a bathroom and kitchen in this chalet.
It offered space for uncomplicated four people, who then slept in two pull -out beds in the spacious studio. Isabelle and Ines didn’t mind. So we drove off the day before New Year’s Eve.
It was cold outside and the sun shone on the steel blue sky. We were already ready at 10 a.m., and off we went with my old Peugeot, heavily packed, inside and outside.
Unfortunately my boss called me the evening before and asked me to get a small computer problem in order quickly before my departure. Like almost all students, I also had a small, profitable, but sometimes annoying sideline, and since the support for the sideline made it possible for me as a luxury as ski holidays in Montry, I couldn’t go no, and so we drove to me into the office.
I calmly put the girls out of the machine with coffee while I got the problem in fifteen minutes. My boss winked at me when I left and called the girls: “Now I’m done, we can go!“No wonder, two sharp bees around me. They now had two coffee and left an ashtray with many tips, they were so nervous.
“Housi, you ass, it finally starts!”Isabelle teased me, I replied:“ Only with the calm, but of course!”And we drove off.
When I accelerated the highway in a lively right loop, we suddenly heard a penetrating noise from behind left, as if body grinding on the ground. I was terribly frightened and continued to listen carefully, but didn’t hear anything anymore. I went full throttle again and we forgot the sound again. Isabelle sat next to me at the front and chatted happily with her sister.
Behind Friborg I suddenly noticed that both became a little quieter.
I asked: “Everything is fine?”Ines called from behind whether I couldn’t push a little more on the mushroom. I called back that nothing was to be done, I’ve been going through for a long time. “Just have to lose weight, then we also drive faster!” I answered. I was surprised how the girls could easily put two cups of coffee away.
But for not long, fifteen minutes later, Ines asked in a shy voice, just like a little girl who forgot to go to the toilet, she had to do pee and whether I couldn’t stop soon.
But there she got on the wrong ones with Isabelle. She sniffed back: “And you wanted Housi to drive even faster! You can still refrain from the pee until we are there!”Ines only replies: ,, Humpf!”And pouted from behind. Isabelle looked ahead of Isabelle. I was pretty scared about this sisterly power struggle, but in retrospect I could only congratulate myself! What an excellent opportunity to observe female needs from nearby! And so we whizzed past the rest area.
In the meantime, clouds.
In addition to the weather, I watched the two sisters with a half eye out of the corner of the eye. Ines became more and more restless and shifted their weight constantly. She was too angry to ask for a pee stop again. But, as I couldn’t avoid it, Isabelle also seemed to be in need of need.
And this time it was proud to prevent Isabelle from being prevented from asking if we could stop.
Both were very silent. It became almost scary to me, although I grinned for myself. When we left the highway and came into the mountains, it started to snow. Yes, the weather in the mountains can quickly envelop: within minutes we had a real snowstorm.
The narrow road was quickly covered and I had to drive carefully. I also had another problem: this sound – Kriiiiiitsch! – came in every sharp right curve.
Now I knew what was going on: the suspension of my car was quite annoyed, and the car came on the left rear wheel with the body with the body so heavily. I wanted to move forward and arrive before the car broke completely and thought that it would stop, and besides, maybe the girls would then take advantage of the opportunity to dye a little snow yellow discreetly. I started to put myself in the curves like when I drive a motorbike.
“Do that in every right curve!”And really, that helped.
Apparently the car was only overloaded by a little, so that a mere shift in the main focus was already causing a lot. That must have looked strange: in every curve the occupants almost lay on the side. Isabelle and Ines had to giggle every time the next right -hand bend came. The good mood was suddenly restored.
The girls forgot that they would have to go to the toilet.
Suddenly, after a very sharp and long bend just before Leysier, I heard a cry from behind, which a strange smell also followed from behind. “For God’s sake, what’s going on?”I asked frightened. And Ines bubbled off: “I shit into my pants!“I almost drove into the snow guards next to the street. And like it stank! But no, it wasn’t quite that way, Ines had only let a bad fart go.
This only increased the cheerfulness in the car To have a good piece.
In particular, Isabelle could hardly get in with laughter about my reaction. And how the girls laughed and laughed! They got out of the edge and ribbon. Ines Japst and looked extremely desperate (as I could see through the rearview mirror). As I drove through Leysier, it always started all over again.
Isabelle had to giggle and put Ines with laughter and the two were out of control.
Isabelle stuck her hands between her legs and called: “Stop, I can’t anymore, I feel like myself with laughing, ooh, stop it …” Ines only whimpered. Oh, how Isabelle gave up a damn sexy sight, how she walled (the movement of her breasts you have to see to understand the effect on men), bite her lips and desperately swiveled her head -like that her black hair flew! Then we finally arrived in Montry and I just slid into the parking lot in front of the chalet by car.
How the girls stormed out of the car! Then I realized that it was worse than I thought. I also got out and pointed to the chalet: “We live there!“Ines was already running to the stairs to the house, when I saw that she had quite crazy about laughter: she was wearing one football Large dark blue spot on the back of her tight Bluejeans, a stain that in my opinion fit her butt very well to her accented curves.
But as it looked, Ines was not the same. She turned around and snapped at me briefly: “Hence with the key!“I climbed into the fund to get my bag, I supported my hand – a warm moisture in the seat where Ines was sitting.
Really, Ines got wet in the car, oioi. I sniffed my hand – it smelled quite strict (the car should have vacuumed more often), but I was able to make out the smell of fresh urine.
No wonder that I led an erection in my pants for this found facts. ,,Don’t make it so lame, I urgently have to pee!”Screamed in me too. “As if she hadn’t already done.
” I thought. When I stepped to Ines, she quickly tore the key out of my hand and wanted to storm the stairs up. But she couldn’t run properly anymore, she limp and hopped, almost as if she participated in a sack-hop competition.
Suddenly she slid out on the snow -covered wooden levels in front of the door and slammed tightly. She tried to hold onto the railing, but finally fell on the side.
I hurried up the stairs and wanted to help her up. Oh! She sat on the snow with a wide -legged one. It just bubbled out of her. A yellow current broke out of the crotch of her jeans and colored the snow on which she was sitting.
Steam rose in the cold winter air and it smelled of freshly filled urine, almost like fresh surfing places from the Grosi.
I made a face and gave Ines’s hand. She got up, but continued to pee into her pants. The stain has spread to a large dark blue wet, glittering area that has grown down in strips to its boots. Snow stuck on her pants.
She looked at me defiantly and yet quite relieved: “I’m wet now, so I can do it so well piss!“She took away the key to me again and stuck to the entrance door, closed it up and marched into the bathroom, wet spots on the tiles.
I also went in, she looked at her with open mouth. Ines closed the bathroom door behind it. Meanwhile, Isabelle approached in cautious steps, warned by the accident of the younger ones. She now knew that she was still in a painful seconds of waiting in front of the door and was not pressed.
But when she saw the yellow spots on the snow, she couldn’t hold her and started going. Suddenly she lost her ladies’ dignity and ran to the bathroom door.
She hammered on the door and screamed: “You ass, let me in! IMMEDIATELY!! Hey!!”Meanwhile, I had an excellent view of Isabelle Aker, which was well and provocatively packed in a few tight Bluejeans. Isabelle pressed her legs together in extreme need. I saw how the little dark spot that she had previously had suddenly became darker and bigger, and slowly extended down the inner seam of the pants legs to her knee.
Obviously, Isabelle, which was obviously, helplessly while hammering on the door and already loosening her belt and fumbling around the trouser slot.
And then I had an incredible scene. My brain literally switched to slow motion and photographic memory, so I was able to hold on to my savings at the greatest sharpness and detailed accuracy, and got the hottest wank template for a long time. Sure, I needed it, neither of the two girls became my girlfriend, And it took a while even after the living community episode until I came to a woman who sexually satisfied me.
Ines closed and opened the door. Isabelle pushed aside in the way and quite roughly.
Ines had already stripped her pants and boots, they were in a bunch of in the middle of the bathroom. She stood in white-floral little girl’s briefs, which were partially transparent due to the moisture. I saw the pubic hair of her pussy Due to the yellowish fabric, the fine curvature of its venus mounds and could even make up a delicate approach to their female slit further down.
Her thighs and calves were wet and it dripped on the floor between her legs. Isabelle, on the other hand, leaned forward and roamed jeans and grass -green panties in a single lively dance movement, my angelically harmoniously rounded ass cheeks and in between her wet, splashing gender, and turned around to stand out on the toilet and finally let go.
It was far too late for a long time and urine shot out between her legs in the area, even my shoes got a good splash.
Oh, what a delighted expression of Isabelle’s face, when she was sitting there, the wet jeans and briefs around her legs. Oh, how it splashed into the toilet bowl! How there my heart bustling in a Swiss chalet! In the last tenth of a second before Ines had got up again and banging the door in front of my nose, I was able to capture one last detail in my memory: How Isabelle’s grass -green briefs were wet and adopted a much darker, almost army -green color.
Then I got the idea like a flash, like the fabric, in the closest Contact Baptized on Isabelle’s most intimate parts, baptized by the hot, uncontrolled urine, no, better flooded. I was totally dazed from the apartment around the corner behind the chalet and grabbed it tail. In a very short time it splashed on the wall in the high arc – that was the best and lightest wank in a long time!.
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