- Listen, scythe! (so the boys on our street teased me because I wore the proud surname of Zaitsev’s father, and for them, scoundrels, I was just oblique), - I have a state of emergency - on a household scale, - barely squeezing out a reddened face, like a cooked crab, our street leader of the redskins Petka.
- Something serious? - I smiled, knowing that my bosom friend is always able to turn any event into a thunderstorm to his precious health. He even screamed, when we dived into the sea in a chorus and pawed our ears to us all, and when he emerged, he shouted that he was deaf because of us.
We agreed with him that after the end of the ten-year period, we were entering the Higher Naval School in St. Petersburg, where I already had the relevant order from the head of the school, and Petka, apart from the fear in the empty head, did not have anything else.
We moved aside, but Petka led me over the fence, unzipped my pants and pulled out a member. I - gasped. His “Device” was as calm as a hanging hose of twenty centimeters ...
- Well, what's so special? - I tried to reassure a friend, and he, having fastened his fly, continued:
- You are well advised! And what should I do, that in a quiet state, he reaches almost to the knee? Is it with such a "hose" to take the fleet?
“Listen, Peter the Great,” sometimes we teased him when he was a hundred and eight centimeters tall. “You are still growing, and this is very good for the fleet.” Look, the sailors are walking out, - I pointed to a group of sailors walking toward the plane, is there Charlie-Chaplin among them?
- Nah ...
- Toto is the same. By the way, the dwarf Charlie-Chaplin had a huge cock, more than yours, ”I grinned.
- You do not magnus ... sh? - asked Petty, who cheered up. But why is it all of a sudden and only in my class?
- The hormones you have played ... You're one of the first in the class of our Englishwoman fucked. What? Forgot?
- Come on! I, too, found something to remember !. Yes, and I never fucked her, all the boys lied when they saw that she was dragging me by the sleeve to the classroom for a test ...
“Okay, child of the Danube,” as we sometimes called him, since the first two years after his birth, he lived there with his grandfather, until the war ended.
“I’ll run home now, introduce myself to mommy, and then you and me to the Primorsky shane.” There girls tenth graders, they say, all the bins are filled. Celebrate graduation. Is going?
- Okay! Waiting for you there in the evening. During the day there is nothing to do. I was already there, - Petka answered and waved his hand hopelessly.
I digress a little from the topic of the story, because, going home, I remembered my mom's neighbor, Aunt Katya, who was already under thirty, and she looked like Danae in Rembrand's picture. I always asked myself the question why such a great artist and suddenly needed such a complete, and would not say that such a very beautiful woman? I have always had thin, slender girls with whom it was a pleasure to dance, because under their whisper in the ear of a partner, they sang hope for the beauty of life, implying first of all themselves. With such a contemporary-dressed chirp it was not a shame to appear in any company, but with Danaia, you probably would have booed. And yet it seemed to me that it is in such women that there is something that is not found in stylish, beautifully dressed skinny girls, showing their knowledge on the unusual topic of any story.
Aunt Katya had buried her drunken husband for a long time and lived through the fence with my mother, whom she considered her closest friend. So I decided to try it out for durability on the sexual issue, realizing that a woman who carefully looks into the eyes of a man is probably concerned about something intimate for a long time. Only does not see a way out of this state. In confirmation of our position, when we sat at a table under an awning in our yard and admired my mother's borsch, the shoe of Aunt Katina had a heavy leg, sometimes spent the night at the tip of my shoe. And when she told a greasy anecdote, her mother, reproachfully, shaking her head, just as laughed as her fat girlfriend, about whom I once told my mother that such as a tractor, can crush in bed any man, mentally wary Katya , because she didn’t go from hints to inviting to bed. "That would be to incite my friend Petka to this viper on her," he would quickly find where to insert his long trunk. - I thought and smiled.
“Why are you laughing, sailor, from the stove bryak?” - she immediately picked up when my mother went into the summer kitchen for second course.
- Yes, yes. Remembered the picture of Rembrandt Danae? - I sneered ironically.
“Did you see her in my bedroom?”
- What are you, Aunt Katya! Yes, I don’t know what door there is, ”I interrupted the conversation, with a playful wink at the fat woman.
- And you would take and come to me, that way at eleven in the evening. Then I would look at this picture? - She smiled playfully, again stepping under the table on the toe of my shoe.
- And if mom finds out? - I put my hand under the table on her knee.
- Do not know. I will treat her with my homemade wine and put it to bed, and you will say that you are leaving for the county dance and you will come late. From my wine she won't wake up until morning, ”the neighbor smiled slyly.
“Very business proposal, I agree,” I squeezed her knee under the table and tried to get into the panties, to which she immediately pulled away from me, whispering: “And this is only at night.”
My friends chirped like spring starlings on the fence, I got up, kissed my mother on the cheek, and Aunt Katya got a pen and said that Petka and I were going to the water station for a dance, and I would be only in the morning ...
- Well, what are you, son! I will be worried, - said my mother, a pretentious wineglass with Katka wine, to which she replied: "Yes, let them walk ... Young people ... And when they get married, there will be no time to walk" ...
- You, as always, are Katerina's rights, only it is not clear. Five years, as she buried her husband and do not get married anymore ...
- Why do I need a husband? Excess burden. And now you will not find a sober man. I will rest from these military affairs for another year, and then it will be seen, ”the widow answered. I waved to them and closed the gate behind me.
Dances, as always, for people like me, were on the second floor of the water station, where we danced, sometimes with plump widows, and on the first floor, the cadets rubbed their hips with their tanned and black-haired beauties. sexytal.com At midnight, the dance ended, and Petka and I took a taxi and drove to my Plastunskaya street. At the Katyn gate I went out, and Petka drove on to his house. I took the wicket handle and the door opened very easily: “Hurray! They are waiting for us here, ”I thought, entering the courtyard. The door to the corridor of the house was also slightly ajar, and I, like a night thief, tiptoed into the dark bedroom, where a wobbling voice whispered to me from the bed: “Undress. Guilt do you want?
- I will not refuse, the mistress of the copper mountain. _ I giggled.
“Go into the corridor, wash your hands, and now I will light a candle, and we will sit, Rembrand.”
- Why Rembrand? - I did not understand.
- Do you see the picture above you?
- Not! It's dark in your forest ...
- Let there be light! - Catherine said and lit a candle. And for the first time I saw her completely naked: thick thighs, huge breasts sticking out in different directions, large buttocks of a pinkish color and a navel sunk in the stomach. But the face was beautiful. I have never seen such a happy and kind face with her. She sat down next to, pouring tea from a samovar, and a wine from a three-liter bottle ... She looked at me with such loving eyes that I could not stand it, got up, walked over to her, picked up a pile of hair on the back of her head and tilted her head parallel to the ceiling, began kissing in her hot, quivering lips. ...
She, too, clasped my head with both hands and so pressed her lips to mine, that I felt her teeth in my tongue:
“I want you, boy,” she whispered, plunging my hand into her body below the navel. Ladoshka immediately sank into the depths of her body. I moved my fingers, she shuddered, grabbed my wrist and began to frantically push my palm back and forth with such speed that I was completely bewildered: “And what will you leave for me?” - it moved in the brain. The bed beneath us began to walk with a shake, Katya truncated it, quickly changed her position to 69, digging her lips and tickling the tongue of my “boy”, and I almost choked at her wide open gates of paradise, which she rubbed with strength about my nose and chin. She even suggested that the chin works better, stronger and deeper than the nose.
- Ay, yes Katya, Rebrand's girlfriend !. And who are you still pretty young woman taught all this? ”- I thought, bathing her face in her sperm. At that time, she almost sucked all that I had in my body and swallowed it with pleasure, whispering: “How nice to be a man! He wants or does not want him, but all the girls suck "...
- I fucked her, almost without stopping, until dawn. She, too, bestowed upon me all the joys of her organs, saying: “Be patient, Cossack, you will become an ataman!”. And I endured as best I could, but by dawn I felt like digested potatoes in a borsch. Katka laughed, saying: “But you didn’t like Danae at Rembrand, Yes, oh, how far I am to such an aunt. Such a peasant will be able to bite off eggs ... ".
- Listen, Danae! I have a friend - Petka, a little younger than me, but taller than my head. He has a dick, that handle a shovel. Do you want to introduce?
- Freak! Yes, what kind of woman would refuse this? - she laughed, - but I will try it beforehand, will you organize?
- No problem!...
I arranged for them to meet at her home. After telling Petka in advance that he would come to me and report the final decision ... I waited for him for three days, but neither he nor Katerina appeared. My heart ached. Did something happen? - foolish thoughts rushed in my head. On the fourth day, I climbed over the Katkin fence at night and climbed into the open window. Somewhere in the distance there were groans; "Oh! Wow! More! - mummy my dear !!! ... The groans and knock of the bed came from her bedroom. Deciding what would happen, I struck a match and went in to them. They, without turning to me by the light of a candle, fought for sex, like two fighters on the carpet for first place in the world. I sat down, smoked. Katka raised her head and asked: So is it you !? - I affirmatively nodded.
And I already thought that someone had climbed to us, - Petka lowered his bare legs from the bed and looked guiltily at me.
- Listen, you wanderer on the women's beds. After tomorrow we go to Peter. Are you ready, kid? - I asked.
“What else is Peter when my wife stays here?” My future classmate waved his hand in the negative.
- So! Petya told me that he warned you, - the newly made Danae intervened.
- What kind of warning was there ?! Yes, I have been looking for him for the fourth day all over Sevastopol ...
- sing! You what Didn't warn him?
- Yah you! What stuck? I stay here, we already signed with Katyukha ...
- Where? - I did not understand.
- In Karaganda! In our registry office, you know that there is such an institution? - Peter giggled, putting on panties.
- What about the school? After all, he promised, I did not lag behind.
- You ride? That's enough! And what work I get, ”he pointed to Katka and the window with the view of his garden now.
- Here you go to study? And good riddance to you! Then you will serve the Motherland. And who will feed you all? These are like me and Katyukha, Understood you are a marine petrel?
- Oh, you! - I waved my hand doom and stood up ...
- Not! Stop! We hold you with honors ..., - Petka began to fuss, - first you drink vodka, then we fuck Catherine. Kate? How are you? Do you mind?
- Why should I object ?! You are real guys. See how Danae smiled in the picture?
- Where ?! - turned Petka.
- In Karaganda, Come on Ed, take off your clothes, you will be behind, and Petka is below me, otherwise he will fall down after three nights ...
We fucked her for five hours, almost nonstop. In the morning she went to feed the chickens, and we laughed under the cool streams of the shower in the garden. And then Petka said:
- Listen, scythe! Thank you for introducing Katyukha. Baba - in! Enough for everyone. When you come on vacation, come in. Vodka drink and we have sex. Baba that is necessary. Danae after all ... So it gives everything. After all, she himself Rembrand fucked ...