Sex Stoties Wedding

I distinctly remember this wedding, the fun, dancing and dancing... You played the piano and sang, you danced and had fun, so that your slender legs glistened like the spokes of a speeding bike-racing, inviting, arousing the already Italienne desire body... You were the Queen of this small ball, because you got married, you were a bride. Rather, already the official wife. My wife. The whole wedding party, from preparation before the start of the dancing was more like funny story mark TWAIN or Bernard Shaw. But all this was only a prelude to the main point - our first official wedding night. Day raced a cheerful succession of some events, words, actions, and remained beyond the threshold of that Magical Night. ... You, you are still only official bride came to take me and my friend (he was a witness) in my little apartment that I rented for our future strong and happy family. Came with beautiful flowers, which I then had to give you, dressed and prepared to take me with Sergey to the Registrar hired on a white "Field". Hired her, though, myself. Maybe that's why she just drove up to us, suddenly stalled and stubbornly refused to start. You sat in the car with the driver and we with each other in their tuxedos pushed her down on the sidewalk. In vain. However, nothing can stop a loving heart, and in half an hour the car still started. The driver on the joys rushed immediately to Sergiev Posad, Lavra, found again only you and demanded immediately to roll to the Registrar. Then I'm under your gaze entered this state organization, but, as it turned out, the wrong door, although found exactly the woman you need. Probably to early family life to cultivate in me the discipline that I tried to show the door, so I walked in the door, and which must for the user to enter a future happy married couple. But I stood firm and was rewarded - we waited for your happy fate an hour. And lo! - married us. Then there was Laurel, and before that crash our cars, but not terrible, then the road to a small town, where we waited for the guests and our wonderful one-year-old girl that you soon had to pick up my mother. In a small, cozy apartment was dancing, dancing, refreshments; then we were each escorted your girlfriend home, and Sergei relish kissing them all right in their plump... because we Drank as much as necessary for fun and excitement, but not for falling unconscious. Then there was a lovely night all studded with stars, and we walked across the Sands, and you gently chirped something about the history of this wonderful town, keeping us alternately under the arm. Net summer the air is intoxicated head, already rather tipsy, and the presence of a number of the best - best friend and best friend - was just inspired on the exploits. Approaching the most wonderful in my life - it is a night that will forever remain in me, even there will be thousands of events, good and different... Went to bed: we're on the sofa, parents with our baby in the other room, and Sergei - on the cot in the same room with us (plenty of room) . I'm actually pretty tired, and quickly fell asleep. Night covered the city star quilt... I woke up from what felt a gentle warmth on the head of my already erect penis. This heat was spreading all over her body, turning into languor, and again to the tip, gently and passionately Dakota it... You sucked his Master - my dick, huddled in a ball at my feet. Your sweet Champ intertwined with a sleepy grunt also probably excited Sergei (after drinking, after the bright spectacle "Bitterly!", after dancing with the girls on ppionerka distance and savory after their kissing and, most importantly, after watching your erotic dances and walks with us, where he got a piece of you - where to take under the arm where the hand where the waist - after that only the impotent are not moved!) . But while he was asleep and probably saw erotic dreams. Your vehement Champ became louder, and his sleepy sniffles - all quiet... Finally he stopped moving and fell silent. Exactly. Even barely breathing, wanting, apparently, to hear everything. Then I told you to throw off her robe, naked to stand on the floor on his knees and continue to suck. Louder! Louder! You had munched, licked, sucked, swallowed and biting, I was stroking your lovely long hair and in the dark looked at the silhouette of your beautiful body. Then I pull you up against me and suddenly, even for himself, said, "You want to suck Sergey?" -Yes-and - you moaned, and I felt shake your slim body. You were panting with excitement, the air clings to your throat and could not move on, nervously lifted her Breasts and naked body writhed... I think I'm gonna explode, burst from such a wild "compaction of passion"! . . I gently pushed you in his direction. You slowly stood up to his full height, and seemed the whole world held its breath, admiring the silhouette of your body. You stood between me and Sergey - Nude, gorgeous, beautiful and damn arousing!"Come on, sweetheart, don't be afraid!"- I whispered. The door of our room was locked, so be wary of unauthorised arrival of the parents was not worth it. You slowly, like a Swan, turned his head to his side, the two hands of straparola your wonderful long hair, spreading them across her shoulders, and quick light steps ran up to Sergei. Dropping to his haunches in front of his cot, you become hot under the blanket caressing his hairy chest, lowering his hands lower and lower, to that cherished place, from one only thoughts of where you started to feel dizzy. Second - and you're already hugging her new Lord and Master his cock with both hands you eagerly caress it like a child that stole from you, but you found it again! I lay on my bed and watch as you frantically swallow as well your slim body, and he whole proceed from the piercing desires! Sergey lies in silence, and I can imagine how he is suffering! because of the possibility of such happiness he never dreamed of (and maybe dreaming, but probably dreaming, but, probably, did not expect that I will give him that pleasure!) . What to do now - I sleep (supposedly) or not, "Wake up" to himself or "asleep"? ... Suddenly you Wake up and the same graceful steps run back, lay down, and cuddle with me. I can feel you trembling, your excitement further fuels me, but I'm starting to calm you down. I gently caress your hair, kiss your eyes, lips, which suddenly feel the smell of semen... I feel you swallow it, but not all, and seemed lost for what to do next? Silly my! I love that childish innocence mixed with sultry passion! Seeing that I'm not angry at you, you slowly calm down and swallow the rest in her mouth. Now I come to Sergei and whispered to him: "Now let's go to it!" and pull his hand. He sheepishly stands up and you with a sinking heart, see his Nude figure, his torso, his well-knit hips, and you start to beat shiver... You're expecting him to come, as awaiting the decision of fate, and mind you sweep a swarm of thoughts, memories, scraps of youthful fantasy... That's you, seventeen, first kiss as a woman - gently, but firmly; here you go on a beautiful southern city in constantly opening somehow with men skirt, here you tight hugs and squeezes just right in front of everybody during the dance some big mulatto, but you're just standing on the beach and admire herself beautiful Busty woman fleeing with a squeal and laughter from slim and tall, handsome man... All this takes a fraction of a second, but your body has time to remember each of the excitement and sweet languor, and a piercing desire, and the fragrant tenderness... You're trembling, but obeying the orders of your husband and anticipating what a strange, unusual pleasure, lay back a bit, turning on your right side, put your hands behind your pretty little ass, as if to emphasize his obedience and dependence, and opening your chest, slightly curled legs, as if ashamed of their nudity and trying one leg to cover the second, and languidly lowered her long thick lashes, his eyes closed. Half-open mouth was making those mesmerizing moans that seemed to be all Teddy bears and monkeys will start to make love, lit your sounds! Then what to speak of us. ... ... Sergey sat on the edge of the bed, squeezed your waist, and slowly began to stroke your legs: took both hands down to his hips, then one hand on the ass, and the other at the leg, lower, lower, lower... thought you were beginning to fight in convulsions!! Clutching both hands on the sheet under you, you nearly ripped his chest trembled like Vesuvius, but Sergei is nothing you did! But you're all expired pungent-sweet languor, you were on fire with thirst, you were panting from excitement! Here it is, the moment that you secretly dreamed of all my life! here they are , your Conquerors and Conquerors, your greedy tigers and gentle and loyal wolfhounds, here they are, here! ... Here's your beloved husband, caring and courageous, mesmerizing you with his voice like a Fabulous Serpent; and here is your secret dream is his best friend, a strong, well, strong, and certainly a devotee Sergei caresses which were you dreaming about hot short nights! How many times have you wanted to tell her husband to tease him with her slender legs in a short skirt, sit on his lap, barely touching her Breasts to his strong chest, how many times he tore your clothes and dramatically took you - and you woke up in amazement... And here he is caressing you, now he's gonna take you, now his cock, already drink your wonderful cum mouth, digging into you and spread throughout your body burning a stream, and you want him, you love him, you willing to lie at his feet and lick them, you want to be his slave and to walk with him through the city naked - let all jealous of him! - just let him take you, let it devour you, you are his property, you crave it!!! And how cool that it is not necessary to hide it from her husband - what will he nice, your beloved husband, what a sensitive and wise, you admire it, you love him with all my heart - his and his alone! you all belong to him, you get a lot of pleasure to submit to his Snake! You can guess all your wishes and feeling are coming from it is from your Magician that you desire with every cell in my body only the one you want to allow your True Master, the Serpent and the Magician; subconsciously you feel you and the rest of your thoughts and desires come from him, but you can't beat his spell, and voluptuous... give them what they want, as it should be, after all, what's going on with you, give you heavenly pleasure! ... The man abruptly takes you in his arms and turns the other way, head to the door, passed on to the stomach and sits behind you on your feet, tightens hips and shoving his member back, sharply and tart! You muffled cry, but then I start to take you in her mouth; one hand grabbing you by the hair, another keep your hands behind your back. You take my cock deep to the root, rather, I introduce it so. You gasped, biting my cock, trying to turn his head, but I grip your hair and admire your frantically writhing body. Sergey catches your hands, it is convenient, and connects them to your scarf, but binds tightly, so that it is impossible to escape. I now have both hands holding your hair, caress them and feel how eagerly your throat grabs the head of my dick, passionately as your tongue tickles its trunk, and how your sweet plump lips suck his Master... Sergei has already spurted his seed in your wonderful Cup, and tired, sat on the floor, continuing to admire us. I gently laid you down on your back, and you somehow tried to escape from my arms, but your hands were tied, and of your daring attempts to disobey only adds fuel to the fire, arousing me even more. I was to take you from the top, in the classic and most loving pose, feeling your hot breath and passionate lamentations. You wriggled his whole body, like a steppe an unbroken horse during training, and your hair's blowing all over the pillow. Enjoy your taming, I untied your hands and putting you on the floor on all fours, was just to fuck you from behind like a dog bitch. You're already tired and begged for mercy, but I continued to take you, holding firmly by the waist. Your hair huddled together and hanging on the floor, you're not shivering from lust, but from fear, and my heart faltered. After all, your humility is your best protection, and now you're not trying to escape, as it was then, lying beneath me on the back. And I was sorry and forgave your insolence and you, huddled at my feet in a ball, kissed and thanked me for forgiveness and the sweetness, which you did. Touched, I told you to stand up, leaning against the wall and his hands behind hips, thus opening the full beauty of his voluptuous body, he stood before you on my knees and started to lick your gentle Louise... From the pleasure of you rolling your eyes and again shook, you wanted to hug the back of my head, but I told you to rest your hands on the wall, and you not in forces was to disobey! Sergei looked with envy this beautiful picture - beautiful, slim and long-haired girl leaning against the wall passionately jerks his legs and his whole body, and before her on his knees, a slim young handsome man and kisses her thighs, tummy, licking her "pussy"... ... Then I lost you to him, and he eagerly took his lips in your vagina, firmly grasping your hips. If you like a burst - you several times in a row jerked as the electric chair and hugged Sergey, squeezed his neck so that he fell, exhausted, on the floor and could barely breathe. Realizing that you've experienced, I gently lifted you in his arms and put to bed, lay down and covered us both with a blanket. Sergei has already caught his breath, he joked, patted goodbye to your leg through the blanket and also lay down on my cot. Ended the mystery of the wedding night, ended our most Wonderful Night... and morning. ... In the morning, barely opened his eyes, I went to the kitchen to get a drink of water and noticed that the cot was not in the room. Arriving at the kitchen, surprised to see it sleeping on a cot Sergei. When and why he moved there? - I was perplexed. But the kitchen was closed outside, and propped - also outside... So he slept in here?! Or gone then, and you locked him in the kitchen? ... I did not understand. ... You gently stretched, yawned, snuggled up to me, and softly, in your ear, twittered: - Honey, I dreamed like you is... empty. It's new day.