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Cora was two years older than me. Nice to look at, but without luck in love, as she kept regretting when we happened to meet in a disco or a café, which did not happen often. Her bad luck was that she had to try out every guy who liked her to some extent and who had even a trace of interest. Men like to like it when they get cheap to one number, but they don’t like it at all if this bitch then believes that one is now “together”.
After finally Quitting time Was, I set off to her little apartment and wondered how many guests would probably spread out on three rooms, kitchen and bathroom. A lot, I feared, because Cora was a very extrovert person with many friends. I had brought her home once, after one of her countless unsuccessful attempts to throw a guy on the neck that apparently could not ignite a spark of interest in her.
A lot alcohol, Even more tears, somehow I had managed to balance them to the fourth floor -the elevator was defective -to take off and put it into bed. I didn’t know the girl who opened the door on my bell on my bell. She held a glass in the left, wagged me, so that a little liquid spilled over the edge. “Hello, who do we have there? Oh, such a sweetness! Come in, I’m Mira!”” Josie, “I said and immediately Mira fell around my neck.
She smelled penetrating of alcohol. “Go into the living room, but I’ll tell you right away, the good guys are all occupied and keep your fingers from the big blonde, I am eating today. «Nice reception. I went into the living room, at least a dozen guests in the armchairs, on the couch, on the carpet, on the windowsill. Mira came after, pressed a glass of wine in my hand and immediately continued to one the armchair, in which a really big and blond guy grinning you waiting for you.
I was looking for a place on the couch next to a man who seemed to sleep, and looked for the hostess. I shouldn’t be here. My working day had been boring, I had a restless night behind me, like mostly after sex with Theo. Yawning I looked at the action, Mira had squeezed into the armchair next to her blondes, they smooched devotedly and a man snored next to me.
Well, wonderful … great. The prerequisites for a nice evening were perfectly met, even the wine didn’t taste good. I didn’t know anyone here except Cora, and it shone through absence. Fatigue attacked me and soon two people would be sleeping on the sofa here. No, correct: one. I looked to the right, the snorer was gone, without the slightest attempt to boast me. I had to look shit today. In the corner of the eye, I saw how the blonde’s right hand pushed itself under Miras Rock.
Your legs automatically spread a little. Her kisses became more intense, the hand hiked higher until it disappeared under the fabric. “Something is still going on today,” said a deep voice next to me. I turned to her frightened. She belonged to a dark -haired man, I appreciated him in early thirties, he didn’t look bad and looked at me mischievously. “Sure,” I replied and straightened up. “As I know Mira, they disappear in the bathroom right away.
«The man laughed. “That is occupied. And when you hold an ear to the door, you also hear what is being driven there. «Oh, you like to listen to it?”I asked honestly surprised. This man needed that? His face was interesting, not flawlessly beautiful, but with some quirks, the nose was a little crooked, which was an unmistakable sign for … I giggled. My god, I had drunk too much.
“Why not?”, he said. “There are so many things you can get through, you will not find?”” I’m only nineteen and have the most of these things before me, “I said teasing and blinked to him. why? I heard Mira laughed, squinted over. The blonde now stroked the inside of her thighs. “Boring,” whispered the man next to me. “You know immediately how it will work. He makes them wet, they disappear into the bathroom, he leaves the pants down, they have the panties under the skirt.
Then he lifts them up, pushes hers Gorgeous Half on the sink, it opens the legs and receives his tail. Five minutes later the bathroom is free for the next couple. «While he said that, I had imagined it – and really, he was probably right. Very boring. “Want to turn me on?«, I asked, but rather amused than reproachful. Immediately he warded off his hands. “To turn on? With something like that? I can’t imagine that a girl like you will get on tours through something like that.
It would be like trying to bring a racing car with half a liter of heating oil to 250 km / h. “”Aha?«I now looked directly into his eyes. Pretty compliment, actually. Finally a funny guy, I thought. He had moved closer, the fabric of his pants touched my right leg. “What kind of girl I am?«He looked at me for a few seconds, pretended to consider.
He had nice teeth, they shimmered between his slightly opened lips. »Well … young – looking – daring – dissatisfied – far from where it sees itself. “”Hm. «I didn’t know anything about this man, not even his name, and he wasn’t about me either. But what he said met too. Did you see that to me? oh God!I was a little embarrassed, looked over to Mira again, but the sofa was empty.
They had turned unnoticed and probably closed the bathroom door behind them. Or used the host’s bedroom? I trust Mira too. “Whether they are in the bathroom?«, He asked and weighed his head doubtfully back and forth. Why did he spend my thoughts? Scary. “Or in the bedroom,” I said. “Should we bet?«He grinned now and I grinned back. Something like goosebumps covered my back, a feeling that was strange to me.
“Okay,” I replied. “Bedroom. “” Bad “, he stopped against it, got up and stretched out my hand to help me. I took it, a soft, warm and yet strong hand. He didn’t let her go when we left the noisy room and stepped onto the hallway. The kitchen door was only ajar, laughter urged outside. In any case, it was not fucked here. We reached the bedroom door, the man, whose name I still didn’t know, put his ear on the wood and gave me to understand the same thing with my eyes.
“Do you hear something?”, asked he. Oh yeah. The typical squeak of a bed frame moved by two excited bodies. “Woned!”I said triumphantly and pressed his hand. A slight electrical load drove through my body. The man shook his head and straightened up. “Not so fast, my pretty Miss. We want to take a closer look at that. «Before I could protest, he had already pushed the handle down and started to carefully push the door on.
The fact that Cora used to ride twice after school every week now paid off for her. She enthroned and practiced on the guy, rocked as if she was galloping over an uneven course, instead of a saddle, she held a stately penis in balance. The man below her held onto Cora breasts and kneaded her there. The man next to me led his mouth close to my right ear and whispered: “Have you just in my mind? You feel him? Or … too boring?«He pulled the door noiseless, his thumb stroked my palm, in my abdomen, a thousand bumblebees were rebellious.
The evening was already worth it. I stood on a bedroom door with an attractive man, two tensioners who watched two people bird. But that was not the tingling, but the simple fact that this strange man stood next to me and it seemed to me intimate friends, who already knew each other for eternity. “Too boring,” I said and turned around. “And don’t think you have already won the bet.
«He laughed and led me to the bathroom door. “What have we actually bet about?«He asked, while we put our ears on the wood and without any doubt witnesses of a fierce mating. The female voice belonged to Mira, I had to confess that sigh. She said something like »firmer, firmer, firmer!”” You are the winner, “I admitted. “You can also determine the bet. «I knew what he would say. sleep with me.
Everything, just not boring. I would have consented immediately. “Well …” he took time. “I know you feel like it. But … that would be too easy now, right?” I nodded. He was right. No desire to be fucked on the sink or an uncomfortable car seat. “I invite you to the brunch for tomorrow. Let’s say at 10? In the Bistro Barca? Do you know? By the way, my name is Ben. “” Josie, “I said a little disappointed.
We were back in the living room, all places occupied, Ben led me through the chattering crowd to the balcony. We stepped on the railings, the fresh air was good for me. “Josie,” said Ben and sneaked his arm around my hip. “Just look. To sleep with someone, if both feel like it, everyone can do that. «I didn’t understand and had to have looked stupidly out of the laundry, because Ben smiled and pulled my head to his mouth, gave me a tender kiss on my forehead.
“Sounds strange, I know. But … let’s talk about it tomorrow, okay?«He looked at his wristwatch. “I’m tired, difficult day. So until tomorrow?”” See you tomorrow, “I whispered. I stayed for an hour, drank three glasses of the bad wine, at some point Cora typed me on my shoulder, we fell into our arms. Cora’s cheeks shone how they can only shine after a really good orgasm, and Mira, who later ran into me, gave the impression that the one night stand with the blonde to fully satisfaction.
Excellent. And the man whom I had given myself immediately and everywhere had left me. That night I satisfied myself for the first time since I was with Theo. My hand slipped between the skin and pajamas, slid over the venus hill, along the inside of my thighs, I felt the swelling of the clitoris when I caressed it in gentle circular movements. My head cinema switched on, showed me how he leaned over me, kissed my breasts and had a finger circle between my labia.
And then – he stabbed too. I reared up with pain and lust. The finger disappeared from my vagina – and immediately came back with reinforcements. Two fingers .., Three fingers … What I always wanted from Theo and never got. The pain was no longer pain, I longed for it, turned it into pure lust, felt Ben’s fingers made her way through the moisture in me.
When he pulled her out, I screamed disappointed. He bit into my nipples and at the same time his limb drove into me. I exploded. The orgasm came without warning, he rolled through my body, robbed me of the air. Exhausted I was lying on the damp sheet, my legs trembled and the bubbling volcano in between. But Ben was gone and with him everything that had put me in sweet stirring.
But even a Ben present in my presentation was able to give me much more in a few minutes than Theo was able to do in the two years of our relationship. He was not My first husband been. When I was sixteen, I had lost my virginity in a friend’s bathroom. I had stayed with her, was drunk to the toilet early in the morning, where her brother’s three-year-old brother just shaved.
I liked it … I liked his hands that raised my nightgown … his appreciative whistling when he looked at my scarce panties, as well as the unmistakable erection in his panties. So it happened. orgasm? Nothing more than a pleasant tingling. And the rest? Just like Ben it described Had: lifted with the back baking on the sink, legs apart and the whole splendor of his masculinity. The tingling continued when I woke up the next morning.
My first thought was at Ben and the ants in my abdomen began to rum again. Half past eight. Quickly under the shower, carefully made up, drink a strong coffee to wake up. Suddenly there was bens sentence in my head. “Sleeping with someone, if both feel like it, everyone can do that. «What did he mean? I did not know it. But I would find out.
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