Hair – Erotic and sex stories for adults

I remember her for a long time when she was still a little girl. She was ugly, with a large mouth, was extremely long for her age. No one paid any attention to her. However, time passed and she turned into a strikingly beautiful girl, tall and with beautiful long hair of deep black color. She was a very beautiful Jewish.

We lived in the same house, often met in the elevator, at a stop, on the street. Once, seeing her in all the female power in me, burning and languid passion caught fire in me. At every meeting with her, my face blushed and the primary sign was strained and wet my underpants.

She was fresh and beautiful. Her voice was like delightful, quiet and bright music. I could not think about anything, only about her… All my fantasies at night, thoughts in the subway when I mastered in the bath – only she!

I recognized her phone, called, asked her to the phone. In one hand he held the phone into the other a swollen source of pleasure and his problems. She approached the phone: -Allo, you are not heard…. Speak louder… Hello.. Who is this… Hello… Hello. And dropped the phone. I was already lying, smearing Malafue in the face, I was released for several hours…

I dreamed about once once. We rode in a transparent elevator that moved not up or down, but somewhere to the side, there were surprisingly beautiful places around. Huge trees unknown to me, forest rivers with fish splashing in them. And the smell, smell of dew and flowers: white -looking irises that bloom one day, snowdrops, roses, tulips. And she… She is in blinding white dress. She looks at me. I stand on the other end of the elevator, completely naked. I jerk off. Zalupa is directed to her. She slowly raises her skirt, high to the navel. I see my knees, endless hips, a pubis with a neat wedge of curly, for some reason red hairs. How I do not squeeze and do not move dick I don’t end. She looks into my eyes and slowly squats, sits so spreading her legs so that I would see her pussy. She smiles mysteriously and begins to write. All shakes me, and its stream gradually expanding with a huge rain irrigates the fairy -tale forest below the elevator. The trees absorb life moisture with each sheet, animals raise their heads and open the mouths. The whole world flashed… At the same time, I finish, a huge stream of sperm absorbs it, fills the elevator, floods the whole world. Everything sinks in it, I disappear and I. Everything around me becomes white, I wake up with a cry. All in sweat and in Malafier… That night I didn’t fall asleep anymore.

I thought that if I do not fuck it, I would go crazy or commit suicide. I had to subjugate her, take possession of her life, her warmth. Everything went to ensure this goal. I only thought about it. I sat on the balcony and for a month, I was writing out a day when she leaves when she returns. She returned late, it was in the hand. Seeing her every time from the balcony, I jerked off. I already had a shit about what someone could see.

So, this was supposed to happen as follows. I entered the elevator behind her, stopped him between the floors. He pluced her mouth, tore his coat, skirt, jacket, blouse, stockings, panties. And he started to fuck her. In a word, acted as an ordinary rapist. Only she knew me and I was not going to hide anywhere, which would not be interested in me later.

The day has come, it was late evening, I waited on the stairwell. She entered the elevator, I’m behind her. He called the floor. The elevator went.

– I’ll fuck you now

– No…

I put a handkerchief in her mouth, clean, I took care of it. I unbuttoned his fly, took out a dick, let him hang out. My pants fell to the floor. I tore off her coat, then hit a hat with a blow and… I saw that she now had dyed hair. Some disgusting color, almost purple. I was vomiting, vomit came to it and on it.

-The fool I said and I hit her in the stomach. She bent, I hit her in the face. Excitement returned, but it was a bestial feeling I wanted to kill her. I beat her with my hands, my feet have not yet been dick and did not shoot Malafia, then I was pissed.

When they came for me, I did not care. I swam in a bath in cold water bright red…

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