Maybe she will let her hug, and even more. Much more. But then a sound train of thoughts returned to my head. You can't count on too much ... And a little scary, the guy admitted to himself. How it can pass, even he did not know. No, theoretically he was knowledgeable about what to do — he knew. But suddenly he gets into a fuss, or overpowers drinks ... This should be borne in mind, and not to use a lot of drinks. Sighing, he thought further, already about the details. Place, company, where and what to buy. Will buy it. The adults are almost everyone, and for some reason they believe in the word, only him.
So, in the thoughts and concerns, the days remaining until graduation.
At times, the guy was thinking about girls in his class. He liked many, each in his thoughts and more than once dragged into bed. He stripped, caressed, kissed ... But in reality, even though he behaved bravely, he never fell to. I didn’t even embrace with anyone, although his friend from the senior class last year told that he had fouled up with three, at different times, and one at the graduation. “This is a pickup truck, dude,” he said. But confidence in this was not enough. Somehow his classmates do not look like those hot girls about whom a friend told him. He had so they almost hung themselves on him and moved his legs apart, but now, through the prism of time, the stories began to seem tales.
Each seemed to him an impregnable fortress. How to be? I want to ...
Of course, like many teenagers, the guy was obviously straining with himself. He wanted to do it, but every time after the “process” a sense of shame and irregularity came over with a new force. It seems that after having sex with a girl this should not be. But how to achieve this ...? So far, even on the horizon, such prospects have not loomed.
Finally, it's graduation day. Mom was busy choosing the best shirts, combing and generally, courting from all sides. It was hard, though parental care a little tired already, but it did not last long. At noon, he left the house and went to the school where the bus was waiting for them. Here the guy was waiting for the first wave of not amorous feelings at all. Girls from his class, attractive and in school conditions (and sometimes they put on light air skirts and transparent shirts, and once even was lucky to see the gum stockings) today looked like real princesses. Dresses and suits were filled with a variety of colors and styles. There were short dresses, and in the floor, and air, and tight. Eyes from the diversity ran. It was also impossible to stare too frankly, they would notice, and then you wouldn’t stand off, saying that they were not looking there.
Standing in the company of schoolmates, he kept glancing at the girls, who clustered together, sneaking at each other's outfits. Especially piquant was the moment when one of the girls, stepping aside for a tree (but the guy saw her), pulled the airy dress upstairs, and put a metal flask under the gum on the leg. Exposing the leg, she attracted attention with her perfectly smooth skin, enclosed in the airy fabric of the stocking. Mmm. Before restraining himself from vulgar thoughts, he swam, allowing the member to stand almost in plain view. In order not to be disclosed, he himself stepped aside. Looking at the girls like again and again.
Finally, it was time for departure, and the teachers began to pull up to the place. With them went three, middle-aged teacher of labor — broad-shouldered, pleasant-looking, and two teachers — Olga Grigorievna, their math teacher, and their classroom, Margarita Ivanovna. The first was remarkable for its appearance - a small, with small breasts, slim girl, which a graduate could take, not knowing anything about her, for the same age. This type of guy himself called "petit" - read in the book is ... Olga was blonde, with short hair, but curled hair.
Margarita Ivanovna was, in general, the usual appearance - but beautiful. Even black hair fell to the shoulders, the chest was rather wide (and at times he dreamed about it in the spring sultry lessons), rounded butt. Margarita Ivanovna was not as young as Olga G., but also not at all elderly. Her skin was smooth and smooth, her face was very pleasant, in addition to a good figure. Both teachers were dressed well - not so colorful and colorful as their pupils, but with taste. Olga had a short black dress with sequins hanging on thin straps, and on Margarita Ivanovna a cream-colored airy dress, condescending to the floor. Maxi. But she was going very well, considering her one small (or rather, no longer small) feature - he was already pregnant, and already in the sixth or seventh month (the guy didn’t understand this, his friends whispered). She was married, and she did not leave on maternity leave, waited for her class graduation — the class teacher had a warm and trusting relationship with him, and she could not leave them shortly before graduation.
She already had a big belly, folded in the folds of the dress already mentioned, and at her courage, she came in sandals on her heel - boldly, learning how they load her back. Olga was also in heels - in shoes. But considering her almost weightless body, and the lightness of nature - it also went her way and did not bother her at all.
So, here came the bus, and all together went. The plan was this - a restaurant on the outskirts of the park, dancing, a modest amount of wine or champagne, and until the evening. At 23 o'clock the bus collected those who wanted, and drove to the school.
In general, everything went well. The host was invited, in general, the holiday did not go as bad as the guy had originally thought. It was fun, and during the pair competitions he invited his passion, and they won. Of course, taking advantage of the situation, he modestly, but persistently touched her, stroked it there and there, and his mood became high. The end of the evening was approaching, it was already nine o'clock. All pretty drunk, although it quickly eroded in intense dancing to the disco music. It's time to act. He noticed that his lady's heart came out of the restaurant. He went to accompany her. When he hastily left the restaurant, she was still standing nearby, looking at the park.
- Hello! - he began.
- Yes, I saw - answered Diana. She was wearing a beautiful red dress, running in a rough incision, somewhere up to the knees, with shiny shoes on her legs. She looked amazing.
- Where are you going?
- And what is your interest? She asked.
- Yes, all of a sudden it is necessary to carry out, it is darkening already, suddenly someone is waiting in the bushes.
She laughed out loud.
“Besides you, Antipkin, there is no one to wait in the bushes!” Maniac is just you. She smiled broadly. You think I didn't notice how you pawed me? What do you want the body?
The guy blushed. Not that he was not ready for the fact that everything would be so noticeable, but still a little bit confused. The confusion quickly passed.
- You can and body. But I like you all.
- Wow, what confessions do we have at the very last moment! - exclaimed the girl - and how did you draw yourself this moment? I groan, throw into your arms, and together we go to the bushes, where do you poke something at me? Yes? Well, confess, as it is! - smiling, she continued.
The conversation went obviously not according to the scenario, which, indeed, drew itself in my head.
- Well no...
“Nooo,” she mocked him. She clearly felt power in the position of a guy. But the main ace was still to come. - I already have someone to do with it - winked ...
she did to him - and they did it more than once. Details want?
It was a failure. We had to retreat as far as possible and with as little losses as possible.
- I need to hurt your details! Its available there, and not alone.
He turned and went into the hall. There are several options, you can roll up to the other-third girl. However, unexpected news completely knocked down. About drguom to think and did not want to. How is he so miscalculated? Having entered the hall, he examined him in search of a victim, but, honestly, he admitted, now he does not want anything. Damn it, this prom! It was painful to even be here.
Angry and slightly offended, he walked along the hall beyond the archway beyond which the hall was found, much less than the one in which graduates walked, and now it has not been used. The light did not burn, the bar was empty, the tables were laid with napkins for visitors to tomorrow. Wonderfully, the most written for sexytal. com place to come to life. He pushed back the chair, and sat down at one of the empty tables, with his back to the arch from which he had come, and lay down on the table. Listening to the music echoing from the next hall, he did not notice how he fell asleep. At least, he regained consciousness from the fact that the chair next to him had moved aside, and Margarita Ivanovna sat down on him.
- Well, what are you, Lyoshik, sitting here so quiet? What happened? Affectionately asked the teacher. Despite her status, he did not want to share with her, and he shrugged vaguely.
- No, tired of something just ...
- Well, do not invent, he is tired. In your years you can dance all night long. It’s us, the old and the weak, she winked wickedly. And the situation does not allow - she reflexively stroked her stomach, which allowed the guy to pay attention to him. In passing, he looked at the rest of the woman in front of him. I must say, it was something to look at, but he did not allow himself to look at it for a long time, and took his eyes aside.
“Okay, enough about the bush.” I heard everything, Lyosha. That Dianka has someone ... As she talked to you ... toadstool, these guys are scattered! - she sighed.
- How did you hear everything? - I asked incredulously - except for us, nobody was ...
- Olga decided to go around the corner with her new gentleman, apparently, to get some fresh air, but to preserve her status, she dragged me along. As they lit up, I left - I can not tolerate smoke. I did not have time to go around the corner, I hear - you are talking. You do not think, I will not tell anyone. It is not interesting for me to gossip and discuss, not like Olka Soroka. She immediately looked at him sternly - what did I call her that way, to anyone? Got it? We have a private conversation, not for other people's ears. - I nodded, and she immediately relaxed.
So, you could not Diana our ohmurit? She asked impatiently. I shook my head, and she continued - well, okay, you will have more girls, and better. I'm sure. I managed, finally, to make the lips that were dried out with excitement.
- Maybe it won't. Something for the school did not grow together with this in me ...
- Oh, come on. You are a prominent guy ... you are not sure about yourself?
- Yes, I'm sure ... it seems to be - the guy has murmured.
- Well, quit that you say so, you mumble. Be sure women like it! They get such that they can stand up for themselves and speak confidently. Women love ears! Do not limp, Lyosha - she finished playfully.
There was silence, diluted by noisy voices and loud music. The blood hit the guy in the head, and he stopped completely controlling himself. On this wave, he moved to the next chair, carefully looking at the beautiful face of his class teacher. “She’s still young and very attractive,” flashed through his mind. She looked at him closely, her blue eyes flashing, and there was a slight half smile on her lips. She waited for what he would do, she wondered.
Examining her beautiful features, he recklessly moved toward her, and kissed her on the cheek. Margarita Ivanovna grinned, but did not move away ..
“Lesha ...” she whispered, throwing her head back slightly. He immediately took advantage of this, and kissed his teacher right on the lips. Without a tongue, but the blood was already beating in the temples with rabid strength, pushing the guy deeper and deeper into the unknown. Margarita Ivanovna doesn’t think at all what will be and what Margarita Ivanovna thinks about. He just seemed to know what to do. Under his kisses, she whispered:
- Oyy, Lyoshka, what are you doing ... Oh, I decided to learn from me ... Well, learn, learn ... - then her remark stopped, because the kiss again went to her lips. The woman relaxed, giving herself over to the power of a man ... Or rather, a boy whom she wanted to make a man.
He took hold of her chest, and she immediately responded with a short sigh. She was very sensitive to her, and Alexey, Lesha grabbed her significantly. She pulled the edge of the neckline, tightening the rustling dress with her bra down, and clasped her chest from the bottom, lifting it. I must say, the breast between the third and fourth dimensions looked impressive, and crowned her large dark areola and large round nipple. A droplet appeared on the tip, and the guy immediately sank to his chest, licking it and giving some pleasure to his newly-made partner. From the nipple went more fluid, strange, but pleasant to the taste. Alexey went further, opening the second breast himself, and doing the same with her. His penis has already risen to its full length, amounting to about 15 cm, is placed sideways in the pants, and fairly disturbing. I wanted to set him free, but so far the guy was busy caressing his partner.
He stroked her face, breasts, and already moved to her legs, dressed in tights. It was not very comfortable and pleasant to iron them, and with the effort of his hands he showed her to stand up, and with a jerk he pulled off Margarita Ivanovna tights together with her panties, leaving them somewhere at knee level. The teacher only gasped at such insolence, but allowed and enjoyed, being in confident, though still inexperienced hands. The guy slightly quivered with excitement, he resolutely pushed the events forward, but then Margarita spurred her future stallion a bit, leaning her body forward and spreading her legs. She wanted to get pleasure, which her husband did not indulge in her position - she wanted her tongue caressed. The guy understood her hint, n clung to the open entrance to the vagina. He inhaled his spicy scent, took a moment to inspect it - the teacher did not shave her pubis, but her hair grew, focusing on the clitoris, in even rows.
After admiring the spectacle, he clung to the labia, leading his tongue up and down the folds, pushing back the hidden cavities, the stimulation of which was very popular with his pregnant teacher. The woman was excited, and the aroma became more distinct, his spicy smell teasing the guy. He stuck close to the cleft, and spreading his lips with his fingers, penetrated inside, quickly moving his tongue. Margarita Ivanovna again gasped, and threw her head back, carried away into the abyss of pleasure. The guy turned out to be a hardy little, and caressed his teacher for about ten minutes. Vdovl having tasted her juice, he went to her, and kissed her lips. This time everything was serious, he penetrated inside with his tongue, just caressing the very inside of the woman, into her mouth. Their tongues touched and intertwined in loving unity.
He could not bear any more, he got up and began to lift the woman from the chair. With places for love games in the cafe was tight, but looking around in the dark, he resolutely led his future mistress in the opposite direction from the entrance to the window. Under the window was a sofa in a classic style. Harsh, but better than on the table, the guy decided. Having laid an unprotected partner on the sofa, he unbuttoned and took off his trousers, they very much disturbed him. Throwing the pants aside, he bent over his partner. For the first time in his life, he insisted on this moment when he was obliged not to fail. But he was confident in himself, and taking Margarita Ivanovna under a posh ass, he raised and moved closer to him. By the appearance of the slit was not ...
it is clear where to insert, so he spread his lips with his fingers, and finding the entrance from below, resolutely sent a member there. Margarita Ivanovna clutched at his head, saying:
- Lesha, you need everything, and immediately ... oh!
She was silent, concentrating on her impressions, receiving an impressive member in her gut. When the insertion was completed, Alex felt the heat of her vagina, and the beginning of the movement. Pleasant warmth spread over his body, he wanted him more and more. The pace of the boy's movements increased, and the teacher melted with bliss. A groan of pleasure broke from her lips and echoed through the empty hall, but she immediately came to her senses, restraining herself. And to restrain was from what. A massive, long and energetic member entered it more and more often, she also moved a little, as far as the sofa allowed, giving her pelvis to meet him, increasing the depth of penetration. Now the woman cared little about what she was doing; she seemed to have gone unconscious, surrendering to chance.
Alexey was covered with sweat, diligently driving his penis deeper and deeper. The sensations were unusual, but very bright. Physical pleasure, which was many times more than from self-satisfaction, was complemented by the warmth of the body next to it, the echo of gentle words and restrained moans of his mistress. This he did not expect, and his fears dissipated like smoke in the wind. He has a steel confidence that he is doing the right thing, and takes his woman the way he wants. His partner did not resist, but on the contrary, helped the guy. And here he and she simultaneously felt the arrival of that same wave, that very peak, which scientifically called ogrism. Margarita Ivanovna was the first to exhale loudly, feeling the arrival of waves of incredible sensations, but she was not allowed to relax by the powerful piston that walked along the walls of her vagina. He seemed to be slightly swollen, preparing for orgasm. The boy didn’t know what he was doing, and the woman didn’t consciously break this connection — she was so powerful that she didn’t want to finish with her, and she wanted to finish the job until the end ... To the very end. A member of Alexei made the last movement, it seemed he was about to explode inside her.
Suddenly, quick steps of a pair of legs were heard, and Olga Grigorievna flew into the hall, leading the hand of a lucky physical instructor. They were whispering loudly, chuckling, and obviously looking for a place for the same thing the couple did.
Margarita Ivanovna could not compromise herself, she became cold internally, the sensations began to decline. But nothing could stop Alexey. He made the last movements to reach the peak, and he would not be torn off from his woman and by force. Pushing the fluttering partner, he finally exploded with an orgasm, splashing long streams of his seed right inside his partner's vagina. He could not stop, and Margarita Ivanovna, under the influence of new sensations, gasped loudly. The lovers were breathing hard, and could not hide their presence. A couple of unlucky lovers have already looked in their direction, slowly moving to the window. Lyosha looked at Margarita Ivanovna. She looked at him imploringly, her eyes brightly gleamed under the light of the night lantern from the street. Alexey understood everything, and with great regret coming out of the warm lair, he rushed, dragging the window curtain to the sofa, closing his woman from prying eyes, and he turned to the newcomers, taking the full blow of compromise to himself.
Olga hesitantly held out:
- Antipkin? Alexey? What are you doing here?
Lyosha stood, unable to say a word, breathing heavily. He nodded and understood. Olga held out:
- Soooo, clear. Come from here.
Then her gaze saw that the silhouette of a guy against the background of the window opening was not quite normal ... She saw his hanging, wet-shiny member.
Fizruk retired backwards, but Olga turned, and went after him, having shocked the boy with a fist at random - say, look at me. She was confused only slightly.
When the uninvited guests left, the guy rushed to his woman. Although the excitement subsided, and a sober train of thoughts returned, Alexei rushed to Margarita Ivanovna, and threw the curtain from her.
The woman glistened with her eyes, looking at him, and then both of them were caught by a sudden and violent bout of laughter. The tension of the situation was coming out, coming out through loud mutual laughter. Laughing, Margarita Ivanovna stood up, stroking the guy's head, kissed him on the lips, whispering:
- It was beautiful, Alexey ... I will not forget you ... - and rushed away from the hall, straightening my dress on the run, tidying up her hair. Alexey, in emotional and physical impotence, flopped on the sofa. What it was - he just had to think about it, but for now he leaned back and did not think about anything.
It took about twenty minutes, or half an hour, he finally got up, looking for his pants. Putting them on, he noticed that in the heat of passionate intercourse, Margarita took off her pantyhose with panties, throwing them on the floor in the hall. Well, there will be a souvenir. Grabbing damp panties and pantyhose, he folded them, putting them in his inner jacket pocket.
Going into the hall, he looked around. The teachers were sitting at their table drinking wine (Margarita drank juice). When she saw the boy, Olga bowed her head, looking at him from the side and from under her forehead, and Margarita (Ivanovna) slightly saluted him with a glass, and winked. I passed by the will in a smile, and turned away so as not to give out my Margarita Ivanovna. I went to my table, moving between the tables, and, it seems to me, the attention of some girls attracted my look and smell (and without wiping myself, I carried the aromas of Margarita's bosom, and the drying sperm). When I walked past Diana, the girl showed me her tongue. For me, this person now became completely uninteresting, now I had confidence - it would be enough for three. Such accessors did not interest me. I just nodded slightly to her, passing by ...