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A nice Saturday morning, mid -October, the sun shines amazingly warm for this season, not a cloud in the sky, almost as if someone wanted this hen party just succeeded. Little Christina, well, she’s not that small again, even recounts in bed before the alarm clock rang around 8, gets up and still goes into the bathroom and stands in the shower. As the water flows down her brown skin, she keeps going through the daily routine in the head: 10 a.m., meet Melli, the bride in Spe, around 11 we go to the hotel in the hotel, paint paint at 2, dinner in Donisl6 and in the evening we go to the Babylon to celebrate.
With a lot of foam and soap she washes her athletic body, one or the other moan cannot help but fill her breasts, which fill a hand well. For the rest of the routine she takes the time, after all, no unwanted hair should be somewhere where it doesn’t belong. After the shower she looks at herself in the mirror, dark brown brown fawns, long, black hair that curls slightly, a look down and a smile grows over her face.
On their ass the little one is particularly proud, nice and large, firm and plump, a result of good genetics and a lot of work in the gym. “Well” she thinks, “it doesn’t help and the time is slowly becoming scarce. “Quickly dry your hair and on the wardrobe, the outfit for the beginning is ready, the bag for later has been packed since yesterday. A small white tanga together with the right one bra, A jeans in a light blue, which sniffs on the skin and emphasizes the curves, a red top with a tribal pattern and a black leather jacket, that’s enough for the beginning.
It is already half past two, nothing going to Melli. The schedule is very scarce. As expected, the other 4 girls, Tamara, 28 years old, sit a beauty with fire -red hair and green eyes and a stature like an Amazon, big, fit and everything is sitting wherever it belongs. Sabrina is the smallest in our round and at the age of 25 also the youngest, but she doesn’t need to hide behind anyone behind anyone. Her blonde angeling and blue headlights, together with the little sweet apple, twist your head and I can’t say that I would be immune to it.
Unfortunately she has no interest in other women. What a waste. The last two, Carolin and Manuela, are twins as I 27 years old, a hand’s breadth larger than me, and both also have beautiful, deep blue eyes. You could practically not keep them apart if Carolin hadn’t colored her once blond hair black. Manuela continues to wear her natural color. Both are in the same handball club and also play in the same team. After a short greeting, I distribute the tops designed by us, just red with a tribal pattern, a small saying is printed on the back and Melli is already coming to the terrace.
With wide open eyes and open mouth, she tries to understand the situation what we want here so early in the morning. When she sees our tops it starts to dawn. Her fiancee, Maxim, gives her a hug and a kiss, presses a bag and shoes in her hand and hits the door behind her with a grin. Tamara opens a bottle of sparkling wine as she pours she says to Melli: “Come on, put on shoes, put on your make -up, you can put on your make -up in the hotel, our train will come soon!“She gives each of us a glass, we encounter, the amazement is still written on the face of the bride.
Go Go go!!!“Sabrina urges us,“ I don’t want to run, heal yourself!”” Yes, good you do little whirlwind “starts Carolin,” so, everyone is ready? Then it starts. “The train journey is unspectacular as far as we drink the first few shots to get in the mood, laugh, jokes at the expense of the poor, ignorant Melli who had nothing to have a idea. The arms were thrown out of the house in jogging pants and our common top and only knows that we are going to a hotel in Munich.
Even if it is completely without make -up, I can only describe it as one of the most beautiful women on earth. Long, blonde hair, the eyes like two stars that are reflected in the turquoise of the ocean, pretty much my size of 1. 72m. She pays great attention to her diet and spends almost as much time in the gym, but in a different way. The breasts are big and firm and I just want to push my face into them … In the last thought I wake up from my daydreaming and just hope that nobody caught me as I stared at it.
The journey continues, from the train station it is only a few minutes walk to the hotel where we receive kindly welcoming and led to our common suite. A huge room as you only know it from Hollywood films, enough space for at least 20 people and today it only belongs to us. As soon as I arrived, Melli jumps in the shower, directed her hair and starts putting on her make -up. When she gets her bag I catch a little look at her perfect body.
This ass chiseled out of granite and I want to bite a piece of it. I give myself a slap in the face to bring myself back to reality, it is shortly before 2 and we have to go to the paintball field. Six drunk chickens with more or less sharp weapons in hand, who only thought that it was a good idea … After two hours in the field, we are all quite finished and littered with blue spots everywhere.
Fortunately we were able to borrow overalls for the time, so our clothes were not colorful. Showered briefly and then continued to the restaurant. The Donisl is a beautiful, old Bavarian restaurant on Marienplatz. We let ourselves go well here, strengthen the body with a good piece of roasting, the ghost with a measure go. The conversations are becoming increasingly uninhibited and offensive, suddenly it is about curvatures, length and thickness and where something belongs.
I don’t have much experience with something like that and I think of the conversation until Melli says that she would like to have a woman between the whole hand between her Legs push. When Sabrina said, “Chrissi used to be fisted by Lisa!“I almost swallowed myself up on a potato and ran a bright red. This stupid little piece, I told her to trust it and now everyone is staring at me.
Fortunately, you notice that I don’t want to talk about it and quickly change the topic and start raving about the club after a stopover in our suite. Only one of them looked at me longer than the others and their gaze spoke volumes. Well -guided in the hotel we pull ourselves for the evening. I chose a dark red with lace today, in my opinion it just looks most beautiful.
In addition black hot pants, a short top that covered the most important thing, and knee -high boots. As previously agreed, the others wear the same. You should see us as a group and the Babylon is one of the best techno discotheques at all, so you have to dress appropriately. A limousine picks us up and brings us to the club and here we spend the rest of the night until the early morning hours. We dance, continue to drink, have fun.
It’s a wonderful evening, only the same looks as in the Donisl worries me, but I ignore them as much as possible. Sometimes an ice cube gets lost, then there is a slap on the buttocks, 6 drunk girls who simply do not think of anything and enjoy the evening. Around 5 we make our way back to the suite, our sedan is already waiting and brings us back. In the hotel, Manuela prepares three green cigarettes to fall asleep and we go to bed early after that long day.
Since it is only double beds, the twins share one, Sabrina and Tamara another, Melli and me the large king -size bed in the next room. Melli is still going into the bathroom, I’m going to bed right away and I am dog tired, so quickly put on your sleeping clothes and off under the warm, fluffy blanket. Melli comes in shortly afterwards and without a comment she goes closer to me in bed when I would have expected. I try not to show any reaction and just fall asleep.
Melli probably seems to be in the land of dreams, at least she pretends that when she turns to me and puts her hand on my chest. My heart begins to lawn immediately, I don’t know what to do and just lie there. This beast is still pretending to sleep and I don’t think I notice how her fingers move on my chest. I pull myself together as well as possible, but I can no longer help but then a quiet groan.
Then she opens her eyes with a nasty smile, only “I knew that you like that. Your little black tits, I just had to touch them. “” “Who says I like that?“I try to bring it over seriously. “Your nipples, see how hard they are” she caresses with her fingers, another groan of me. “Melli, you are drunk … and married …” She puts hand on my mouth “Be quiet.
The bride is always right. I don’t say anything if you don’t say anything. “Confused and unsure I didn’t know what to answer and read them further. Because of the whole alcohol and the last cigarettes, my judgment was completely gone and excited my body in order to be able to act sensibly now. Her hand slides down my mouth over my stomach, drives up through my nightgown back up, pulls it along a bit and only finds peace when it is on my chest again.
My body glowed with excitement, her chest gently pressed my chest and triggered a pleasant feeling in me. She straightened up slightly and came with her head, with her mouth very close to me. Her look was looking for mine, I almost lost myself in the turquoise ocean I saw in front of me. She gently pressed her lips, but demanding against mine, her tongue invited me to a dance that I did not refuse.
At the same time, her fingers started pulling over my nipple circles, large circles that gradually became closer. Finally she put two of them tightly around the excited nipple, pressed it, pulled it off slightly and I groaned again. Her tongue became wilder, but then she loosened the kiss, bit me again in my lip and smiled at me again. I didn’t want it to stop at first, but before I could say something she came to me: “Say nothing, just enjoy!“She sat on me and continued to go down, took my nightgown, pushed it up and pulled it out over my head.
The sparkle in your eyes grew bigger. “Do you like what you see?” I asked. Her answer was not of words, she leans down immediately and continues with my breasts where she stopped with my lips. Her lips feel pleasantly cool on my skin, but her tongue on my nipples triggered waves that drove me through like electricity. I know she is engaged, she is the bride, we are on her young people’s party, it’s not right, but I don’t care.
Slowly she drives down my stomach, kisses me all over the way. She slips further back, sits on my legs. With one hand she drives me over my red lace panties, but she realizes how it is completely soaked. She giggles slightly and I blush, wants to turn away but Melli doesn’t allow it to. She pushes my legs apart to find better space, leans down with her upper body and gently strokes her tongue over the fabric.
I shrink slightly and still don’t believe what is happening here. A few more kisses, touches by hand, she pushes the tanga aside. ‘Fortunately, I got myself this morning under the shower Take a lot of time ‘I only think briefly before your tongue drives over my other lips and blows away every thought as in the storm. Short, small blows, then slow, long movements, sometimes deeper, then only on the surface again.
This variety holds me at the top for a long time and ensures that I can’t let myself fall. I have no idea where she can get from, as far as I know she has never been to bed with a woman. She grabs my hip and pulls my tanga down, pushes it over my legs and throws him aside. ‘This is my dearest … ‘I just think to myself when she puts her tongue back on again.
This time further up. She lets her tongue circle over my clit, gets closer to him but does not touch him properly. This feeling of waiting almost drives me crazy. I want to scream her finally, I finally touch me, I can’t wait anymore ‘but my mouth and tongue are not able to form words, only the Stöhner and sigh with incredible lust. This beast, which is an innocent one Angel Darn, presses her mouth against my hard pearl, strikes with the tongue against it.
At the same moment I feel more. With two fingers she is in my wet pussy penetrated. She just lets her rest in me, doesn’t want to get me to the climax yet. I only long for redemption, wobble with the pools in the hope of getting closer to her, but unfortunately it doesn’t help anything. She looks into my eyes and just shakes her head as if she tells me “No, not yet. You only come when I want it.
“After a felt eternity, she finally catches her fingers in me and presses her lips again against my clit. I have the last bit of control over my body and just moan in front of me. Suddenly I feel more pressure in me, she took a third finger. A quick look from her in my eyes, I notice she likes it and then she fucks me in my pussy with three fingers.
I reach for the bed cover, try to climb it and somehow find it, when she pushes my fourth finger and rubs over my clit with the other hand. I almost can’t do it anymore, wants the longed -for orgasm, But then she takes away one hand, the other leaves her calmly in me, she starts pulling out slowly. I try to say words between my moaning, “no!”… “do not stop!”…. “Biiitteeeeee!!!“She looks at me, grin this nasty grin again, takes her wet hand and licks her tongue with her tongue over every single finger.
It shapes all 5 fingers in front of my eyes To a tip, slides down again and put them gently between my legs. At that moment I realize what she has plans, but it’s too late, I can’t stop her anymore … I don’t want to stop her. With pressure, but also a lot of feeling she begins to push the tip of her fingers into me. All five at the same time. It turns lightly and quickly arrives at the ankles.
I breathe heavily in the meantime and my body starts to sweat everywhere. It begins to further increase the pressure, a slight pain races through the whole body, which disappears just as quickly and leaves a great feeling that I underline with a very loud and long moan. More pressure from her, my hasty breathing goes over in wild gases. Suddenly a huge lightning strike flows through me, which spreads into the rest of my abdomen.
She did it and her whole hand suddenly slipped into the joint. That was finally too much for me, I couldn’t get like a long time, I scream my soul out of my body. When the quake wanes, I notice that her hand is still in me. She feels that I am back and starts spreading and moving on my fingers. The heat rises again in me, she turns her hand lightly, moves it back and forth.
I reach for her, want to pull her out, whereupon my grip releases with her free and throws side aside. Melli, the little dear angel, is a devil at that moment and wants to finish me. When she starts rubbing my clit with the other hand, I know that she will make it. I don’t know how long I can endure this, so I try to hesitate the next orgasm as long as possible, but that’s just too much for me.
I scream, bend on myself, tremble everywhere, scream louder, wind, turn me, turn me, my pussy twitches, like my whole body, uncontrolled, but it doesn’t stop. She continues to fuck me with the whole fist, rubs my clit with the other and I could swear, she laughs. It just doesn’t stop. She doesn’t stop. I come and scream and don’t know how often in a row, or how long I have been, I just want it to stop.
Then the devil finally shows grace with me and stops rubbing, moving neither hand nor fingers in me. “Are you ready?“She asks me. I only get it on the edge, very far away. Only when she begins to pull her hand will I come back to myself and broke up again very loudly and for a long time. I try to press against it, but I have no feeling in my legs and my arms are unable to help.
I feel my pussy opens again, she has to be with the ankles again. With a lot of feeling pulls and turns her fist out of me. This moment, this relief, was so incredible, but it didn’t last long. Immediately afterwards she shouts with her head between my legs and drives her tongue over my open, battered cunt and licks every drop. It was simply overwhelming and I was too sensitive, I tried to scream out, but there were only screams with lust.
Not long and I winced again, tried to ask her but she didn’t. She wanted to finish me, and with this last finish she did it. My head was gone, my senses were no longer reacted, only in a further distant I felt something like warm hands that lay around my head and a soft “thank you”.
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