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Author: (c) 2002 by Eroticgeist 0 part 18 of the stories from Petra Kirsch’s environment ”?“Asked Petra. She didn’t want to appear at the party completely ignorant. It was always an advantage when you knew which people you met with. After all, Petra didn’t want to notice uncomfortably and her hosts exposed. “I can’t tell you much, just so much that they are a little younger than my parents, and they go bowling together.
“After the short break, he added. “A few weeks ago I came home a little later on Saturdays and they were all six in front of the telly. When they noticed me my Father quickly to the remote control and switched on another channel. They made a disturbed, uncertain impression. I had probably surprised her with something that I shouldn’t notice. I spoke briefly to mine Mother and then went to my room.
There I waited about ten minutes and sneaked back to the stairs. The living room door was closed, so that I couldn’t see anything and her conversation could only be heard as a dull murmur. I went down the steps carefully and listened to the door. Now I could clearly hear a moan. “And of course you looked through the keyhole!“Added, Petra added and looked at Ingo with her dark eyes, which reflected her excitement.
Ingo nodded in agreement. “I didn’t see much. Only so much that the Dachsers sat tight together and he had a hand between their thighs and moved back and forth. The picture of the television was reflected in the glass showcase of the living room cabinet. They looked at a porn film. I couldn’t see any more from this position. “” What did you do then. You definitely didn’t go back to your room and put yourself in bed, as if nothing would be.
As I know you, you did something?“Petra asked him with a smile. Ingo hesitated for a moment, lit a cigarette and continued. “I sneaked into the basement and left our house through the cellar door. Then went to the back and hid behind a shrub that I could look into the living room. “He took a break again and pulled on his cigarette.
The excitement increased in Petra’s body. She could hardly wait for Ingo to continue with his story. “I couldn’t see from my new location either. . I climbed into a trees. . From there I had everything in view. . I saw Herbert Dachser massaged his wife’s pussy. Mirco Bruhn had pushed his wife’s skirt up and put a finger past her pussy past her pussy.
My father also had his hand with my mother on the pussy and rubbed her clit. All looked banned on the screen of the television. It went for a while. They didn’t do anything else until Mirco’s wife Gisela was struggling with his pants, she opened and took out his stiff cock. Like a command, she did it Sandra and my mother right away. All three of them now jerked their men’s cocks.
“Ingo moved back to his cigarette. Petra felt how the cunt mucus ran along the left thigh. His story had made her cunt hot again. At the idea that someone would now put a finger in her horny fuck hole, she shivered in such a way that Ingo looked at her incredulously. “Tell up,” Petra asked him. She was trying to put a finger in the cunt, but still mastered herself and looked at him in a mere.
“Oh well. . The women then blown one of their men and at the end they banged. “Petra introduced himself to the scene in spirit how they had driven it in the living room. When she saw in front of her mind’s eye tail Her husband grabbed him, sat on him and pressed him into the wet column, it was over with Petra’s mastery. With her left hand she drilled two fingers into the cunt and Petra scratched the clit with the right scratch.
It only took seconds to get her. Petra’s body stiffened and she enjoyed the orgasm to the last twitch of her damp cunt. She looked in the eyes of the heavybles, who looked at her stunned. He looked down at his now hard strap and then looked at Petra again. Petra understood him, even without saying a word. He could have fucked them and brought them to their climax.
And now he sabs with a stiff and couldn’t do anything with him. Ingo begged Petra with his eyes to create relief. Petra gave up a jerk and stretched out her hand to him. She lay flat on the couch and spread her legs. Ingo climbed to Petra’s surprise and held his cock in front of her nose. Petra immediately sucked on him with her lustful lips and grabbed his eggs with one hand.
She felt like his nuts twitched. It couldn’t take long for him until it came. Petra let the lips slide over the tail five or six times when his sack contracted and the sperm injected into her mouth. Ingo had a short but violent orgasm. Half an hour later he left Petra to prepare a few things at home as he said.
She felt relaxed and relaxed. Her cunt had calmed down and no longer twitched. Petra was satisfied. She went to the toilet, peed and then looked at herself in the mirror. The sticky juice had now dried on the magnificent tits and formed a white, matte crust on their curves. Petra went showering. She washed extensively and also directed the water jet directly on her boobs. When the beam reached the nipples, she was slightly shivering and a weak tingling pulled through her body.
Petra turned the adjustment ring on the shower head, so that the water now came out with a single hard beam. Lusters, she turned this hard ray on her nipples, which then stiffened and emerged again. Petra couldn’t leave it. The search for an orgasm has already taken her commemoration again. Whenever the water jet hit one of her nipples, it tingled in her whole body and the horny cunt contracted.
Petra spread his legs and hiked in a circular movements with the shredder head over the stomach towards her twitching column. Once there, she directed the hard water jet against the clit and acknowledged the hit with a loud moan. The lust had now completely taken control of Petra’s action. The intentions were to be lifted up to the evening until the evening. She wanted him now and not only afterwards, although it was not yet clear whether it would come so.
After all, she was a stranger for the other people, and would hold back, so that Petra had to go home without being done. So she let the hard water jet to her clit and felt like the climax in her climb. With her free hand she stroked the stiff nipples of her tits. Shortly before reaching the orgasm, Petra steered the beam between her labia, which she pushed wide apart.
The horny cunt winced and wounded one blissful after another through her trembling body. Petra took the hand of her breasts, grabbed the shower’s adjustment ring and completely centered the water jet. Now the shower gave off a thick, bundled beam, which Petra was back on between the labia. Now she reached to the mixer battery and pulled the lever forward, and thus increased the pressure.
The water jet drove deep into her column between her apart labia. When the warm water had filled up the twitching cunt and Petra came out of it again. Her body winced wildly so that she had trouble hit her column with the water jet. The other hand had laid around her left chest and pressed the nipple together with two fingers. Petra directed the water jet against her asshole, which she also liked and extended the climax.
When the orgasm faded, it was ready, dried off and sat down again in the living room the couch and smoked a cigarette. Petra looked at the clock and had to find out that it was already half -six. The afternoon had passed like in the flight. She had no desire to watch away from vision. Petra switched off the box and went into the bedroom. There she looked naked in the mirror.
Played playful, the hands wandered over their fragrant body. Petra thought about what to wear. She would have preferred to go to the party so that the others could get on their sight. Petra looked for a tiny black panties and put it on. She also chose a black, short stretch skirt. Finally she pulled herself a colorful patterned blouse, which she opened openly, simply loosely knotted.
Petra looked again in the mirror and examined her outfit. She plucked her blouse a little and was then satisfied with her wardrobe. An hour later she rang the rang on the Scherers doorstep. Moments later the woman, which was opened by a young, good -looking, dark -haired woman. “Hello … you have to be Petra! Come in!“Petra stepped into the hallway and the woman closed the door again. “The others are all in the garden,” she said with a smile and proceeded.
Petra followed her close. The young woman had dressed similarly slightly. They reached the garden terrace and Petra saw another woman and Anke, who both sat on the Hollywood swing and held a wine glass in their hands. Except for them, Petra could not discover anyone. She looked around for searching. Anke noticed Petras Blick. “The gentlemen of creation have completely said goodbye to today. Mine is like you know professionally.
And the gods of the gods of these two did not come back from the soccer field. So three we are alone this evening with Ingo and Ilka. . But we will still have our fun. Take a glass and sit down. “Petra filled a glass with red wine and sat next to the dark -haired woman, who was just inflaming a cigarette. “Let’s get the official right behind,” said Anke a little later. “This is Sandra,” she said, put an arm around the dark blonde woman sitting next to her and interpreted with the other arm to them, “and this is Gisela” “pleasant,” replied Petra.
They talked about the typical women’s issues: fashion and men. The entertainment slowly ripped off. For Petra, it was clear that this evening would be boring dead. The three women drank their wine pretty quickly. Petra suspected that they wanted to run their frustration. She missed Ingo, whom she had never seen, but did not want to address Anke to him. After an hour, the mood loosened increasingly.
Petra had now adapted to the drinking speed of the other women and already felt that alcohol in their legs. Anke, Petra believed the red wine most felt the most. Some of her movements already seemed uncontrolled. Sandra also no longer made the most sober impression. She slipped back and forth restlessly on the swing. Suddenly she started to push her blouse with one hand and pulled her out of the skirt. Anke looked at her questioningly from the side.
Gisela also opened her blouse and rose air. “I sweat,” said Sandra, looking at Anke, who in turn looked over at Petra. “All or none!“, She said decisively and opened one button after the other. Petra had it a little easier she just pulled at one end of the knot. Sandra wagged with both parts of her blouse, so Petra could see her tits. They didn’t quite have the measure for their physique.
The boobs were a bit too big for their feeling and were already a little hung. The warts were larger than a five -mark piece and the thick nipples had already hardened and stood out. Petra took a movement on the patio door and looked over it. Ilka and Ingo stepped out of the living room and welcomed those present. They sat down at Gisela and Petra at the table. Ilka took a glass and filled it with wine.
Ingo looked around. He was looking for something. “If you want to drink beer you have to get it out of the basement!“, Anke said to her Son, “And if you are already in the basement, please bring us a bottle of the red wine with you. “Ingo just nodded and disappeared through the patio door in the house. Petra turned to Ilka and examined her clothes. When she reached the skirt, big eyes made itself.
“Two centimeters shorter and you could see until the slip!“, Said Petra to Ilka. “That can’t be!“, She replied Petra with a meaningful smile on her face. “As I see it is quite freely here,” said Ilka, looked around in the round and also opened her blouse, “it is actually too warm for any kind of clothing. “”What do you mean?“Asked her, Gisela. “Nobody can see us here at the back, we could run around naked,” replied Ilka carefree and looked in the eyes of Gisela, who already had traces of her alcohol consumption.
Gisela looked over at Sandra and Anke, who did not comment and in turn looked at Gisela. Ingo came back, put the wine bottle on the table and sat on a chair next to Ilka. He looked at the briefly over Ilka and then looked at Gisela’s Möpse, who looked out of her blouse. Ingo looked over to the swing and found that Sandra and his mother also dated open blouses.
A bit unsettled he drank a sip from the beer bottle and lit a cigarette. “It’s too warm for me,” said Gisela finally, looked over at Ilka, took off her blouse and threw her on a free chair with an elegant swing. Gisela looked around and waited for the reactions of the others. Nobody moved. Only when Anke undressed did Sandra, Ilka and Petra take their blouse off.
From the swing, Sandra’s voice sounded: “Now only Ingo has to take off his t-shirt so that everyone is without the top. “Seconds later, the shirt was on the free chair and Ingo looked at the bare tits in detail, which were presented to him. “My dear son. . I think it’s time to start the grill. Since your father is not present and you are the only man here in this round you have to sacrifice yourself!“, Anke called over the swing,“ and if you are there, you can also open the bottle of wine!”” Do the grill.
I get the corkscrew, ”said Ilka, got up and went into the house. Ingo turned to the grill and handled it around it. A short time later Ilka came back and opened the bottle. She went around and gave the glasses full. When Ilka finished her round, she put the wine bottle on the table and took Ingo’s bottle. Ilka handed her and said: “You shouldn’t be able to say afterwards that I didn’t think of you!“When he took a big sip, she patted his butt and sat on her chair again.
Sandra and Anke left the Hollywood swing and also took a seat at the table. Gisela did not let Ingo out of sight. She took each of his movements. “Is your son a good bums?“She asked Anke suddenly. “How should I know that? You have to ask Ilka!“Everyone looked at Ilka. The in turn looked at Petra with a smile and said briefly: “No comment”, whereupon all the PE-Tra looked at, who at the moment did not know what to say, and only twitched her shoulders.
If Ilka did not want to comment, then she too would be silent. Anke quickly changed the topic by suggesting the table together. An hour later they were finished with the meal and the table cleared again. Now they sat together at the table and talked about irrelevant things. The mood is slaughtered increasingly. Only the wine flowed freely. Petra already felt alcohol in her limbs. When Ingo was sent to the basement for the third time by his mother, he came back with four flat and put them on the table.
“I don’t feel like walking again,” he said annoyed, “After all, I’m not your servant!”” But you still have to do one thing for us, “said Anke with a smile,” in the kitchen cupboard, under the fridge, the candles are. . please get her here. “Ingo looked at his mother with sparkling eyes and stayed sitting. “Please. . !“, She said a little louder and more determined now. Finally he stood up and in the house.
Anke looked at him with a bad look. The phone rang briefly. Ingo had apparently received the call. Shortly afterwards he came back with the candles and carelessly put them on the table. “Who was that?“Anke asked her son. “It was for me. Sven invited me to his party. “Ingo said, and looked at Ilka, who nodded to him in agreement and grabbed her blouse.
Ilka rose and pulled the blouse over her shoulders. Petra felt the desire to pee. She asked Anke for the way and went through the patio door into the house. When she left the bathroom again met her Ilka in the hallway. She had put her clothes back in order and seemed to be waiting for Ingo. “I wish you a lot of fun,” said Petra with a meaningful smile. “In contrast to you, we could really have some fun.
So far there wasn’t the huge mood here, and what it looks like will probably not change much anymore. “, Ilka replied in a compassionate tone. “How would a man say:. . Get one for me!“Ilka smiled. “I’ll think of you when it comes to it. “Ingo came down the stairs and looked at the two women. “Are you ready?”, He asked Ilka,” we can go?“Ilka nodded him.
Together they left the house. Petra looked longingly for them. She would like to go with them. She breathed deeply and went back onto the terrace. Sandra and Gisela sat alone at the table and talked. Petra couldn’t discover Anke. She took a seat on her chair and looked around. In the dark she could see Anke far behind in the garden. Anke held a watering can in his hand and plucked something out of the earth.
Petra turned to her table neighbors and listened to her conversation. Sandra just described how her husband had recently banged her in the garage. At first moment Petra was surprised that Sandra told so openly about her love seven. But then she remembered what Ingo had told her this afternoon. Petra noticed that Gisela had a hand under the table and she moved slightly. It also started to rumble again in Petra’s cunt.
Sandra described the Quicky so detailed and devotedly that Petra saw the two fuck on the bonnet in the spirit. Due to the sound of a shower, Petra was torn out of her thoughts and turned his head towards the sound. Anke, unnoticed by them, had taken off naked and let the water run over her body. She visibly enjoyed the cool wet. “A good idea!“, Gisela breathed, who was already noticeably excited.
She rose from her chair, put on her remaining clothes, which only consisted of rock and slip, and went to Anke. When Anke saw she saw she took a step aside and made Gisela a seat, who in turn now took a shower. Without drying, Anke let himself fall back into her chair, reached for the wine bottle and filled her glass. “That was good,” she finally said, “now I feel new zest for action!“Petra smiled up in a variety of ways.
She was tried to ask what she meant by the drive? Sandra left her place and stepped aside. With a jerk she pulled down the zip of the skirt that fell down on it. Petra saw a slip that was practically not present. The small piece of fabric between her thighs could not even cover the pubic hair completely, and was only held by a thin fabric band. Sandra grazed him casually, threw him on the chair on which the clothes of the others were already there, and also went to the shower.
When she was out of hearing width, Anke Sighed Leise. “I am so horny and need a stiff in the cunt, but there is nobody there. ““ This feeling is not unknown to me. I think I feel like this often, ”said Petra pityfully and looked over to the shower. Sandra and Gisela frolicked together under the refreshing water jet. A short time later both came back to the table. Now it was a refreshment of Petra to treat himself.
In a matter of seconds she had stripped the skirt and got rid of the brief. When the water jet hit her body, she twitched together. Petra hadn’t expected the water to be so cold. She quickly got used to the temperature and let the soft water jet flow over her body. Whenever some water ran over her nipple it twitched into her column. Petra had enough for a few more minutes, turned the shower and joined the others again who had already emptied their wine glasses.
Petras nipple had erected and hardened by the coolness. “Petra seems to have stimulated showering!“Sandra said and stated Petra on the tits. “Yes. . Petra is a woman who is always available for sexual stimulation!“Anke Sandra’s question answered, and grinned Petra. Petra ignited a cigarette with damp hands. She trembled a little. The light evening wind cooled off her wet skin and let the nipples emerge.
The gentle tingling on the skin stimulated it. Her excited cunt began to twitch tentatively and a fine goosebumps formed on the arms. Petra looked around carefully. Sandra’s nipple also stood out hard. She slipped back and forth restlessly on her chair. Sandra was apparently more excited than you could see at first glance. She had one hand under the table and, as Petra suspected, played around the pussy while talking to Gisela.
Petra could not resist the temptation and opened unabashedly between the slightly spread legs. With the flat hand she drove over the column and found that the plum was already soaking wet. The cunt mucus ran along her thighs. When her finger over the clit she shivered and a quiet moan came over Petras lips. “Prost, her horny women,” said Anke and kept her wine glass high, “to which we can still think of something like we can spend the evening properly.
“” I am so hot that my cunt was satisfied with every tough object, he got it, “Sandra breathed excited. “You have been fiddling with your fingers for a long time!“Gisela replied and put a hand on her damp column. “My horny cunt could also tolerate a hard cock. It is already running out, ”it came over her lips seconds later. “I don’t need to go to my pussy at all to know what’s going on with her.
I feel the juice down on my legs, ”Anke now spoke up,” said a short, little Quicky to relax something now would not be bad now. “” Yes, a stiff cock in the fuck column would be a blessing, “gasped Sandra, leaning back in her chair, shoving two fingers into her wet cunt and began to work on the horny column. “It’s all half and nothing whole,” said Gisela and looked around in the round.
“Do you have a better idea?“Asked Anke, who was now folling around her nipples. “No,” she replied Anke and looked over at Sandra, who fervently jerked off the cunt. Anke looked at Petra and expected a comment on her part. Petra still had her middle finger in his right hand in his cunt and moved it back and forth slightly. They had excited the gentle movements, which means that it was now about to be orgasm.
If Petra had only increased the pace a bit. But she wanted this wonderful feeling, this tingling and twitching in her body, enjoying for a while, and so she slowly sliding her finger through her horny column. She felt that the others were waiting for a reaction from her and pulled her finger out of the twitching pussy. “I have an idea!“, Said Petra and rose from her chair,“ where is your phone?“, She asked Anke.
“It is in the hallway next to the mirror,” answered her Anke with a questioning look. “What you up to?“Gisela wanted to know. Petra smiled at her and said: “Let yourself be surprised!“, And went through the patio door into the house. In the apartment she felt the warmth of the past day. Petra immediately found the phone in the hallway and chose Tanja’s private number. It took a while to be removed on the other side of the line.
“Hello?“, Petra heard her old school friend say. They welcomed each other briefly and Petra described her concerns. “You are welcome to come. As you know, we always have a men’s surplus, ”said Tanja finally. Petra agreed with her that they would find themselves at the ancillary entrance. Tanja said she would wait for her. Petra said goodbye to Tanja, put the listener back on the fork and went back to the garden, where she was already expected and was eagerly looking forward to her.
“Put on. We go out. I had a small table reserved. “” Where do you want to go now?“Asked Anke with her eyes wide open wide. “Let yourself be surprised,” replied Petra again and started looking for her clothing together. Gisela had also got up and got back on. Sandra had pulled his fingers out of her pussy and looked at the others. She hadn’t noticed anything from Petra’s call and therefore didn’t know what was going on.
“You still have to call us a taxi!“, Petra said to Anke,“ I think none of us can still drive a car. “It continues with part 19 Women’s evening.
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