I collected almost all the materials needed for the article. It now remains to interview the winner of the rally, Stepan Ilinsky, and make some successful shots. The man had an incredible charisma and his photos in a magazine for which I wrote would not leave any reader indifferent.
I considered this article one of my most successful ideas. On the one hand, men will like it because the rally with Stepan’s participation gathered at least 10,000 spectators, and on the other hand, Stepan was a new “golden boy” in motor sport. Women went crazy about him and squealed with delight. And all I had to do to reveal my talents as a journalist was to talk one-on-one with this athlete.
I have always been distinguished by uncommon appearance: a long-legged beauty with lush, blond hair and a slim waist. My friends predicted my modeling career, but I didn’t like the role of a walking dummy. Communication with people has always been my weakness, and therefore I decided to become a journalist.
To fulfill my dream I had to work hard. At school and at the institute I wrote articles in local newspapers, collected materials for the site. The works were not in vain, I did not even have to pay for tuition, because thanks to diligence, I was transferred to the budget. Teachers often turned to me for help in the selection of material, although it is difficult to say what attracted them: my talents or my natural beauty.
In the last year I met Sasha. He was obsessed with sports, it seemed that nothing was impossible for him. Sasha could control the ball equally well and with the puck, and even drove the car like a real racer. Tall and broad-shouldered - he instilled in me an interest in sports. I believed that in the end our relationship would end in a beautiful wedding, we even discussed it several times, but then a chill appeared between us. Sasha did not reach the desired heights and became an ordinary trainer in a sports school, and I was noticed by a famous magazine and offered an interesting job. Sasha felt hurt and since then a discord has appeared in our relations.
Sasha’s problem was that he didn’t know how to use his data. Unlike me. I have always resorted to using looks to solve immediate problems. For example, the editor of the magazine turned out to be a connoisseur of blondes and at the sight of an interesting girl decided to give me 5 minutes of his time. That was enough to show him some of his work and to make an impression not only as a spectacular beauty, but also as a professional journalist.
Now I was going to do the same trick, but with Stepan Ivlinsky. As it turned out, this did not require much effort. A young man stood surrounded by male reporters and I, graceful and charming, stood out against the background of this buzzing noisy crowd. With a friendly smile, I snuck into the very center of a dense group of people.
- You, probably, the most pleasant that I saw for today, - Stepan smiled at me. His face still glistened with sweat and was covered with a thin layer of dust. “A beautiful girl like you cannot be a sports reporter.”
I suppressed a desire to laugh. Stepan was definitely trying to flirt with me. He also had the most beautiful dark eyes I had ever seen. I even had to remind myself that I am at work now! So great was the desire to flirt with this charming man.
- Yes, I assure you, I am a real sports reporter. Can I ask some questions for the magazine? I asked, flapping my long eyelashes.
“In general, I do not give interviews for publications, but for such an interesting girl I can make an exception,” said Stepan, scouring me from other reporters. I have already started thinking about the topics that I would like to touch upon in an interview when a tall, stunningly beautiful woman came up to us. She seemed vaguely familiar to me, although I could not remember exactly where I could see her.
- My fiance molested you? - She asked. - If so - let me apologize for him. I was embarrassed by such words and hurried to assure that everything is in order and no one bothered anyone, but the woman just smiled:
- Do not worry, Stepan likes to show attention to girls. And I do not blame him, because some of them are just real beauties!
- Sofia is right, you are beautiful! - supported her Stepan. He dazzled a snow-white smile. - Do not worry, I do not bite. Let's go to the service area, and I will answer all your questions.
After Stepan called the name of the woman, I remembered who she was. Famous model, whose face adorned one of the issues of the famous women's magazine. They must have started dating quite recently. At least, there has been no rumors about this event in the secular world.
“Do not believe him, in fact, he can bite and is very sensitive,” Sophia said quietly and took Stepan's arm. For some reason I immediately introduced this colorful couple in bed. Their sensual bodies, intertwined, giving each other a passion. Loud breathing, hot kisses ... Sophia looked at me intently as if she had guessed what I was thinking. A soft smile played on her full bright lips. - When I first saw Stepan, I immediately realized that this man needed to be kept closer to me.
“I think Stepan decided the same thing,” I whispered back, and made a few notes in my notebook.
“Exactly,” Sophia laughed, “of course, the fact that my skirt at that moment more closely resembled a wide belt did not affect his decision ...”
Stepan gave a choked laugh. Sophia walked along confidently, holding his arm. I involuntarily admired her gait. Heels shoes were even higher than me, but her movements remained smooth and incredibly graceful. This whole art is to walk along the path covered with small pebbles so majestically.
While Stepan was taking a shower and changing his clothes, Sophia and I chatted for a while in a small office room. When the man came out of the shower, there was nothing on him except a white terry towel, casually wrapped around his hips. The relief body was just perfect, even a few scars did not spoil it at all. Sophia frowned disapprovingly:
- Tap dance, where are your manners? Do you really think that all the women in the world are eager to watch you prank in front of them half naked? Put your pants on immediately.
- Do not worry, - I hurried to calm down Sofia, - During the interview, I had to be in the men's locker room more than once. Such things do not bother me for a long time.
But Stepan still fulfilled the request of his girlfriend.
“He’s still a libertine, but that’s what I love him for,” said Sophia. - We were just going to have dinner. Allow me to invite you with us? At the same time take an interview in a relaxed atmosphere, - Sophia smiled and took my hand. I wonder if Sophia was not around, would Stepan behave like a true gentleman? For some reason it seemed to me that he was really a libertine and not nearly as simple as it seems.
- Your offer is very tempting. Today I only had breakfast.
- That's great! - Sofia's smile was worthy of the cover of the magazine. - A woman should take care of herself and not skip meals, even if she is as beautiful as you. For example, I really like to eat! But I have my own secrets for fighting overweight, - Sophia winked at me ambiguously, and then shouted so that Stepan, changing clothes in the next room, could hear her:
- Dear, I invited this beautiful girl for dinner with us.
“I could only dream of this: two amazing beauties and a plate of delicious food!” What could be better? - immediately responded Stepan. - Besides, I just won a solid cash prize. Need to celebrate it.
We chose a small but cozy restaurant, not far from the stadium. The waiter nearly had a heart attack when he saw my two famous companions. The waiter looked intently at my modest person for a long time, probably decided that I was also an extraordinary person. We chose a table in the very depths of the hall so that fans would not be annoyed to gaze at the stars and autograph hunters.
The food was beautiful and the wine was beyond praise. I asked questions to Stepan, he answered them, in detail and with flashing humor. The fact that the article will be successful, I have no doubt. Then I turned to Sophia and asked:
- And you will not mind if I ask you some questions?
The woman’s face was perplexed:
- Of course, but you are a sports magazine, and I am a fashion model.
- You are joking? - I exclaimed, - you are one of the most popular girls in the photo business. Were on the covers of more than one magazine, including sports topics. In addition, your fiance - a famous athlete. Surely his fans will be interested to learn more about you.
“Then I have a proposal,” said Sophia, having exchanged a glance with Stepan and waiting for his affirmative nod. - We have not yet announced that we are meeting officially. If you find a good photographer and help with a photo session, we will give you the exclusive right to publish an engagement article. What do you say to that?
I could not believe such a generous offer! This will give a huge boost to my career! I was so excited that there were tears in my eyes:
- Thank! Thank you very much! - I said in a trembling voice.
Sophia gently put her arm around my shoulders.
- What are you, my dear. We were going to invite a journalist anyway, so why not choose you?
“This is very important to me,” I replied. “I don’t even know how to thank for it.”
Sophia exchanged glances with her fiance again, and he nodded at her unspoken question.
“You can express gratitude in bed,” her voice was filled with cold confidence and strength. “Tonight is in our hotel room.”
I felt like a bucket of cold water was poured on me. I understood that some people had their own understanding of moral norms, different from mine, but I never came across this in real life. Sophia spoke absolutely seriously, without a hint of joke or sarcasm. I picked the salad with a fork and carefully looked at the pair sitting next to me. I had previously considered Stepan one of the sexiest men I had met. And this opinion only strengthened when I saw him after a shower in a towel: so muscular and attractive. And Sophia was a match for her fiance: a thoroughbred, well-groomed woman of incredible beauty. I have never had an intimate connection with another girl. Of course, sometimes I fantasized about this topic, but it was just reflections on the topic: what if ... And now I thought: they are both so beautiful! Why not?
- I hope I did not offend you with such an indiscreet offer? - Sophia asked worriedly.
- Not! Of course not! - I quickly shook my head, not yet finally decided how to respond to her words. - I am very flattered and a little ... discouraged. You are such famous people, and I'm just a reporter. Why did you invite me?
- Not “just a reporter,” but a very pretty girl. Stepan and I noticed you as soon as you appeared at the stadium, ”Sophia replied, gently stroking my palm. - You could easily become a model, but chose another area of activity. Of course, you can't be beautiful all your life, and you understand that perfectly. I, too, so I have my own fashion house and my own perfume line. I do not like to regret what could be and miss the pleasant little things and opportunities. So why don't you do the same while you're young and sexy? - Sophia drank some wine and looked at me inquiringly.
“Listen to her, she is much smarter than me, even though she is a woman,” laughed Stepan.
He paid the bill, and we went to the hotel, located near the restaurant. The room was expensive but not luxurious. Stepan and Sofia knew how to appreciate money. The bed, more like a small airfield, beckoned in its soft arms. Sophia stretched out on the white sheets like a big flexible cat and beckoned me to her.
“Stepan likes to watch when I make love to other women,” she said. - If you have never had such an experience - you have lost a lot. Come to me, I will show you what pleasure you can get when your partner knows your body well.
My knees trembled, but I went to the bed anyway. The sight of Sophia caused contradictory feelings in me: delight, admiration for her natural grace and embarrassment. The woman extended her hand to me and hugged me. Her arms were tender, sensual. Our lips met. For the first time in my life, I kissed another woman, and it was a magical feeling! After I felt the sweet taste of these soft lips, passion began to grow in me. And the realization that Stepan was closely watching us, sitting in a comfortable chair, inflamed me even more. Sophia teased with kisses, carefully biting her neck and then her ear. Her hands slid over the body, unbuttoning buttons and zippers, slowly undressing me, as if she arranged a striptease with my participation especially for her fiance.
At first I was a little shy, but then I realized that I looked rather silly, sitting around in the middle of a wide bed and also began to slowly undress Sofia. Under her expensive clothes was no less expensive clothes. My panties looked much more modest, but I wasn’t a model who could get a sample for free after shooting.
“Your skin is so smooth,” I breathed, running my hand over Sophia’s hip. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Stepan had already taken off his jacket and shirt. The pants were still on it, but I realized that it was not for long. And now no towels! I could not even believe that tonight I would be able to see a member of this handsome, touch him, feel in myself. At that moment I remembered Sasha. He himself is to blame for the fact that our relationship turned bad and offered to take a break. For some reason, I was 100% sure that my, most likely already former, man also did not miss alone.
Sophia knocked me back and hung over me like a beautiful dark angel. Her lips lightly touched my skin, and the strands of hair tickled, causing it to crawl. I discovered a new reality in which there was only pleasure. Let it be, what will be. I relaxed stretched out on the bed and, without any resistance, allowed Sophia to pull off her lace panties.
“Your underwear is very sweet, but made of such cheap stuff,” Sophia murmured, holding my panties with her fingertips. - You deserve more. I will send you some good kits worthy of your wonderful body.
“I don’t even know how to thank you for such a generous gift,” I said softly. And then she forgot about everything in the world, barely felt the gentle touch of Sophia. I even trembled with surprise, it was so unusual.
The woman no longer teased. She lay down between my long legs and our eyes met. Her tongue touched the soft folds of the pink flesh, parted them and began to slowly lick off the tart moisture that had been leaking from the sheets. I have always loved oral sex, but it was something unimaginable. Sexy brunette worked incredible things that made me shiver. I wriggled with my whole body, filling Sophia's lips with streams of lubricant. The woman did not stop for a minute, she licked everything diligently, deftly wielding a quick tongue.
- Yes, like this, go on! - only I was able to exhale, writhing and arching in the fiery embrace of a passionate woman. Let it not stop, let the pleasure last forever. I understood that sooner or later Sophia would stop, but begged her not to do it. Then I realized that I was behaving too selfishly. After all, Sofia also wants to have fun. Without a word, I pushed the woman away from me. She looked up and smiled. Her lips glistened in my juice and it looked incredibly exciting!
- Want to swap places? She purred. I nodded. “Good girl, you can do anything with me!” I'm your little slut, submissive and burning with desire. How do you want: fingers or tongue?
I took it as a personal challenge. Let not consider me so inexperienced. I watched Sophia's actions and began to repeat her movements, bringing in their small nuances. I often had to massage my man, helping him recover from sports injuries, and my fingers became quite strong and agile. I used some massage techniques, stroking and flexing Sophia’s widely spread hips. At the same time, my tongue felt hard pea clitoris. Sophia closed her eyes and groaned loudly.
- Oh yeah! Stepan, dear, let's take this girl with you! She has such wonderful hands! Hmmm ... She just drives me crazy!
- And together you look just great! - responded Stepan. - Perhaps this is the hottest duet that I have ever seen. Honey, are you satisfied?
- Not that word! She just drives me crazy! The woman moaned. - Admit it, cute bitch, have you done this before?
My face was pinched between Sophia’s legs, and I didn’t hear Stepan well, but the woman’s words were fine. I was pleased by her words. After all, I was able to give pleasure to such an experienced and beautiful woman like Sophia. Excitement swept over me, I wanted to feel a strong hot dick inside. I was distracted and pulled away from the pulsing crotch of a woman. She groaned in protest.
“Come on, go on,” she whispered. - Or is it worth changing position? How do you feel about position 69? And then we will let Stepan join us, otherwise he will simply explode from his own lust.
- No explosions! - I laughed. “His fans won't forgive me for that.”
- His fans will survive, but the risk of losing the most skilled lover in this country. And that I will not forgive you for sure! - Sophia answered.
Our bodies are intertwined again. I experienced such a rush of pleasure that I had never experienced before. In just a few minutes, I was convinced that no one could satisfy a woman as much as another woman. When I finally managed to open my eyes and breathe normally - I saw Stepan standing by the bed.
- Did I say that you are beautiful? - he smiled at us. - I want to try both of you.
Sophia nodded, me too. None of the men, except for Sasha, have long touched me and as if ran through the body when Stepan stroked my pussy juice running out. I could not even imagine that you could be so gentle and strong at the same time. The man approached close, several times sensually touched his tongue to the hot folds between his legs, and then turned to his bride and did the same to her. Stepan lay on his back, and his manhood appeared before me in all its glory.
“Any stallion would envy such an organ,” I marveled. - Sophia, how do you sleep with him? This is not a member, but an instrument of mass destruction!
“It's not the size of the case — the main thing is to master it skillfully,” said Sophia, patting my chest. - Stepan could manage with his hands and a tongue, so well he knows how to please a woman.
“You can hold on to him if you want,” Stepan suggested gently. - Sophia loves oral sex very much, give her a will - would not let the penis out of her mouth. And you? What do you like?
I did not know what to answer. My Sasha did not seem to me a great hero in bed. I received satisfaction, but it rather became commonplace, a routine exercise, like daily brushing your teeth. I stretched, touched this mighty, covered with bluish veins, penis. He jumped and jumped into my hand. I laughed, clasped my head with my lips and began to gently suck on it. Sophia at this time caressed my pussy, and it was wonderful. It was as if I became part of something whole, complete.
A member of Stepan with a quiet smack slipped from his mouth. He smiled:
- Do you want to ride this stallion? And Sofia will help you. Her tongue never gets tired. It seems to me that you and her are similar in this.
Stepan was right. I also felt a soul mate in Sofia, it was so simple and good with her. Slowly, trying not to hurt anything, I planted on this huge, shiny member and began to move on it, swaying back and forth. Sophia hugged me and kissed me. Our fingers are intertwined. Stepan was lying on his back, and we were riding him: I sank on his penis, and Sophia tightly pressed her pussy to his lips.
It seemed to me that I sat on a sex machine. As in the videos that I sometimes watched. His body moved in such a way that my head was spinning. Sophia's kisses drowned out my moans, although I felt that she herself was about to fall for a cry. I could no longer hold back, squeezing the woman’s shoulders with my hands and almost fainted from a powerful orgasm, tightly gripping Stepan’s member deep inside.
When I finally managed to get up, I didn’t believe my eyes: did this giant just be inside of me? Slowly, she moved over to the head of the bed, giving way to Sophia. She got up on all fours, turned to Stepan rounded buttocks. The man immediately burst inside her, grabbed her hair, pulled back. Never before have I seen such hard sex. Sophia screamed, mouth wide open. Lipstick smeared on her face, mixed with my saliva and grease. At the sight of such a spectacle, I could not stand it, the muscles inside tightened, and I again experienced an orgasm.
The events that took place in this room, I can never forget. We tried all possible postures, made a real orgy in a huge bed. Coping up until the body began to tremble with fatigue, and the morning fell asleep three. Stepan is in the middle, and Sophia and I are on either side of him.
In the morning, taking a shower, I realized that in my career there was a real jerk, thanks in large part to the last night. When I put my shoes on in the hallway, I heard Sophia calling someone and calling my name. Then Stepan approached me, handed me a business card.
- Sophia just spoke with her representative, he wants to meet with you to discuss issues regarding the modeling business.
“But I don't want to be a model, I'm a journalist!”
- One does not interfere with the other - said Stepan. “You will be very stupid if you miss this opportunity.” You can continue to write articles and at the same time look at the world, meet interesting people. Besides, we really liked you. Sofia will not forgive me if I cannot persuade you.
“I agree,” I replied, after thinking a little. Sophia heard these words, came over and hugged me tightly.
After breakfast in the restaurant, the waiter asked for permission to take autographs. I also signed on a piece of paper, next to Stepan's sweeping signature and the elegant letters of Sofia.
- A girl is also a celebrity? - the waiter asked incredulously.
“Maybe ...” I replied, innocently flapping my eyelashes.
The only thing I regretted is the loss of Sasha. When I decided to become a journalist, he was very offended at me, he called a crazy extradity. Now I didn’t even want to think what offensive words he would come up after learning about my new role.
Half a year later, the magazine in which I continued to work published exclusive material from the wedding of the famous racer Stepan Ilinsky and the famous model Sofia Richter. I was present not only as a journalist, but also as a bridesmaid. And another magazine, after a few more months, decorated the photos of two beautiful models, Sophia and Helen, frolicking on the white sands of Bora Bora.