Ilya reached the darkness in the dark. Put a bag on the frozen dry asphalt, calmly lit a cigarette and looked around. It seems to be time no later than the winter St. Petersburg « Black Days »deceive no less than summer white nights. The sun does not rise high here, what can you do.
Station backyards shone with New Year’s illumination. The daily train from Moscow was driven to the outskirts, as if considering it something unnatural on such a day. Well, in fact, to whom it would come to the head of January 1 to ride between the two capitals instead of smoothly moving from New Year’s Eve by the first day of the coming year. It came here!
The train was half empty. Ordinary, eight hours on the road – high -speed trains also decided to make a day off. The car, which seemed to Ilya more like an electric train than to the airbus, despite the soft armchairs and a carpet, dozing. Even children who turned out to be a lot. Opposite Ilya, a young mother read a book to her daughter – for a long time, three hours. Then they fell asleep together. Several families at the end of the car, apparently deciding to go to St. Petersburg for a long weekend, launched some board game-since the place allowed the place. Several students first closed in the vestibule, from where the scum of the guitar was heard, but then the sleepless night and the bulging of strong drinks affected, and everything was completely subsided. A couple of times the driver announced the working car-restaurant, but this message did not cause a large excitement. In the end, the waiters themselves went through wagons with baskets filled with beer, chips and chocolate, but they did not buy anything from them. Ilya, who turned out to be the owner of the three chairs, threw a sweater on himself and tried to doze off. The attempt failed. Outside the window, the villages covered with snow and colorless undergrasses slowly swam. On empty platforms, there was no one to trample the snowball. Sadly.
Moreover, they should go now together with Dina.
Everything turned out for stupid. Tickets are already in hand, things have already been collected – it remains only to drink champagne, but go to the station – St. Petersburg friends waited for them for a long time and were very happy. So no, two days before the New Year Dina, a mother calls with whom they usually live in a state of sluggish quarrel, and persistently offers to visit her first day. A proposal that cannot be abandoned, since the refusal immediately provokes a hysteria on the one hand and tears on the other. I had to go to the station on the last day of the old year and in the only working window to buy another ticket. One – Dina persuaded her husband of her own plans not to change – their joint visit « to mother »I would not particularly please anyone. From anger, Ilya did not even begin to hand over the old ticket – he silently took the lower regiment on the nearest night train, coming to St. Petersburg at half the sixth in the morning, and went home.
The platform was quickly empty. It’s funny, you are neither ugly station taxi drivers, offering to get to the right place three times more than their colleagues from the corner of Nevsky, not admitted to the station, nor grandmothers with offers of cheap housing in collapsing communal services. A gloomy conductor leaned out of the car and looked suspiciously at Ilya – what is it when everyone had already left. Either they did not meet a person, or he just has nowhere to go …
No one was going to meet Ilya. That is, they gathered, but he refused himself. Before Suvorovsky Prospekt, where friends lived with Dink, it was possible to get on foot – in twenty minutes. Or on a minibus, if there is no desire to hang around on cold streets with things.
Ilya chose the second. Red -haired « Gazelle », noisily jumping along the tram tracks, turned to the side and, not paying attention to traffic lights, slowly drove through empty streets towards Smolny. The driver melancholy chewed the elastic band and listened to the player. For a few minutes, Ilya had to press his nose to the glass – so as not to miss the house he needed.
From the entrance it smelled of warmth. Call it in pity, « ceremonial », Ilya would not have turned. The house was a hundred years old and rebuilt it, apparently, repeatedly. Apartments, once luxurious, shared, burned out with walls, compacted. The main, really ceremonial, the entrance was closed by the code castle and was intended exclusively « for its ». However, the apartment of Grisha and Marina did not even have a door there. The desired Ilya entrance was so low that, entering, he had to bend down, and on the stairs it was easy to make films about the defense of Leningrad. It seems that since then no one has ever repaired her. Climbing the high steps, Ilya poked his finger at the call button.
* * *
The call was so loud that Ilya flinched. And quietly, to himself, cursed – time no later, and the feeling that the whole house is already sleeping. There was a fuss outside the door, as if someone could not cope with the castle in any way. Finally, the loops creaked – on the threshold stood a smiling Marina in a home robe.
– Hello! Come in.
– Hello. – Ilya carefully stepped over the threshold, looking after a place in a narrow corridor where you could throw a bag. – They did not wait?
– Well, how can I tell you – Marina stepped back a little to the side, letting Grisha – we knew about when you arrived. You see, even tried to get up.
– So you are – Ilya was even confused – you still can’t wake up from the night?
– And what’s the strange – Grisha squeezed, finally, by his wife and the guys exchanged handshakes – we only returned home at ten hours. While the seagull, while you figured it out. But now at least one night walk.
– Only I am not a comrade in this walk – Ilya grinned wryly. I have been sleeping over the past day, if I slept, then for a couple of hours in half an eye-on the train. It is somehow doubtful that I will hold out for a long time. Even on coffee. By the way, coffee is poured here?
– pour, pour, go, Grisha hugged Ilya by the shoulders and led him to the kitchen. You have what plans for tonight? Or – a stupid question?
– What are my plans. Coffee, shower-after all, the train is not sterile, further according to the circumstances. And you have some suggestions?
– Unfinished for now. – Grisha thundered concentratedly with an antediluvian enameled teapot. – You can go to the bar in the evening if you are able. If not, then we’ll sit at home-I will only run out into the store, I will grab something. And then, you will not believe it, the refrigerator is empty.
– Why don’t I believe. Knowing you – how to believe. Not the first day familiar. I am just surprised – how your stomachs endure such an attitude.
The guys grunted together and sat down nearby. Marina and Grisha were a colorful couple. There were ten years between them, but, not knowing this in advance, no one would have noticed her. Marina is tall and stately – so many men were forced to look at her from the bottom up. Fitness lover and fashion model. Not a top model, of course, did not seek the future economist Marina for such a career, but she flashed quite often on the pages of magazines and advertising posters. Grisha rather resembled an artist than a successful manager. Long dark hair, captured on the back of the head in a tight tail, a short beard, more reminiscent of a three -day bristle. They met a few years ago and did not pay attention to each other for a long time, although they had fun in some companies, had many common acquaintances and intersected almost every week. And then they turned it. Once, after the New Year party, they went together to the Bachelor apartment of Grisha and since then have not gone. Marina could only transport her things, reassuring the same time that did not understand the parents, until then, nothing about the Grishin of the existence of the existence of the existence.
The most interesting thing is that since then their life has not changed. Marina continued to go to college, and in the evenings to do occasionally to appearing design orders, Gregory, as before, came home only to spend the night. At least on weekdays. Based on this, how no one was engaged in the house before, so no one was engaged in it and now. This, it seems, did not interfere with the guys themselves. True, as Dina once sarcastically remarked, Grishka was used to living in a mess, and no one taught Marinka – how to fight him.
Ilya managed to think about all this in those few seconds that made his way to the corridor between the rubble of some incredibly necessary magazines, to which, judging by the layer of dust, no one touched a couple of months, boxes from the recently bought musical center and completely unknown junk, as a completely unknown junk.which the guys promised to throw away every time they stumbled about him. The refrigerator standing here Ilya bypassed – what he will see inside if he is inquired to look, and so it was known. Several beer cylinders, sausages and chips, which Grisha, for some reason always stuffed into the freezer chamber.
Leaving the bag in the room where they stayed with Dina every visit here, Ilya threw a towel on his shoulder and went to the bathroom. Out of habit, he gasped and bounced to the side, when the shower was doused with icy water – Ilya constantly forgot that here, in the old house and even in winter, hot water did not begin to pour immediately. Fatigue seemed to wash off from him with dust. Ilya perfectly understood that the feeling is temporary – it would be enough to comfortably get on a leather kitchen sofa and a dream would roll up with renewed vigor. However, to feel a surge of vigor was incredibly pleasant.
The door creaked, but Ilya did not worry at all. There have never been any constipation here, and the guys did not feel constraint before each other – numerous tourist campaigns with night bathing and rest in suburban saunas have long done their job. The lid of the washing machine slammed, and the door closed again. Ilya looked out from behind a matte plastic curtain-from under the loose covered cover there was a edge of a dressing gown, in which Marina just walked around the house.
Having lost his body with a towel, Ilya wrapped him around his hips, grabbed his clothes and looked out into the corridor. Nobody. Only from the room that served the beds of the bedroom came a quiet music-something underground, but to make out through two walls, which was-it was problematic. Ilya went into the kitchen, having awarded the refrigerator on the path. The contents, more precisely, the almost complete absence of one, it was not at all surprised. In the kitchen, Ilya poked the kettle button – he immediately buzzed, it is immediately clear that the guys drank coffee recently.Pouring boiling water into a cup, Ilya thresh two portions of coffee there is a small hope, but still maybe he will not want to sleep longer. Took a sip, listened. Laughter was heard from the long room. Ilya slowly walked again along the long one – it is clear that the house is not modern – the corridor and looked into the slightly open door.
Marina and Grisha made love.
Gregory lay on his back, on a wide couch – their recent family purchase, grabbing Marinin’s chest tightly, so she completely hid in his palms. At times, he pushed his fingers, giving brown tall nipples to appear outside, and then clamped them again, to which Marina responded with deep moans. She herself sat on top, with her back to Grisha, deviating back and spreading her legs wide, so that her completely smooth pubis was visible in all its glory. The guys were in a state « unstable balance »- Marina now and then went to begin to caress the clitoris, but as soon as she took off at least one hand from the sofa, she immediately began to fall aside. Having made several unsuccessful attempts, the girl finally just leaned forward, breaking out of his friend’s hands, and began to fierce his cock with such force that Grisha clutched into sofa pillows and froze, not even trying to repeat her movements. The guys were so passionate that the creak of the floorboards in the corridor, it seems, did not even hear.
Ilya was quite ready to see something similar. Until now, his friends have not publicly had sex, but they did not hide their feelings and, during summer campaigns, completely unequivocally dragged each other into the tent, exchanging with Malicious Views. To some extent it was even funny. Ilya did not even immediately occur to it, which should have taken a few steps back, thereby leaving the guys alone. And when it came, it was too late. Marina with a smile, as it seemed to Ilya – a little mocking, looked at him, not forgetting to move her hips vigorously. She had no embarrassment and at all.
But the first thing Ilya thought about was good that he wrapped himself in a wide towel, and did not put on his swimming trunks. Through two turns of dense terry fabric, his instantly rising member was at least not visible. That is, it’s not that it was not difficult to guess about its extreme excitement – but a tubercle on the fabric, this is not panties bursting to you in all directions. However, the guys were clearly not too worried about such little things. With a deep sigh, Marina finally got off Grisha and lay down next to him, gracefully bending her graceful leg at the knee, and he gradually restored his breath, as if after a long run. He also noticed Ilya, but also not at all worried. Just rested.
Marina raised her hand and beckoned to Ilya. However, he did not even understand this at first. Just stood in the doorway and was already completely indecently staring at her naked body. There was something to admire, but the pause somehow dragged on too much. Grisha interrupted her. Leaning toward her friend, he said something in her ear. Marina stood out of bed in one motion and was next to Ilya, took his hand and persistently pulled after her.
Ilya knew for sure that if Dina knew about everything that was happening here now, she would not have against it, moreover, probably he would love to join her friends with pleasure. He also felt that his member under a towel was ready to burst from the desire to immediately stick into the flowing moisture of Marina’s bosom. But at the same time, he, as in tetanus, stood against the wall, without even reacting to marinins of touch. Time seemed to stretch for him. Ilya, as in a slow shoot, saw Marina’s hand, reaching for a towel, and tried to intercept her in the air. It turned out awkwardly. The girl easily dodged and pulled the towel behind the edge. The fabric turned silently and fell to the floor, and Ilya remained so numb, looking at the frolicing Marina, then at his own member, stretched out of full length.
As in the fog, Ilya felt that Marina grabbed his neck and almost hung on him, inexorably dragging on to the bed approaching with every step. Finally, knees touched the lacquered wooden frame of the bed. The girl made the last breakthrough and overturned on her back with laughter, widely spreading her legs. Ilya had no energy or desire to resist. He saw in front of him the flattened female body and already knew exactly what would happen in a second. With the power that he was only capable of now, Ilya covered Marina himself and drove into her a member that is exhausted from his desire.
* * *
About ten minutes later all three lay on top of the blanket and rested. Marina naturally settled in the middle and obviously received incredible pleasure from her stay between two naked men. True, it seemed to her a passive role …Marina simply, without saying a word, braided the guys’s legs with her feet and put Grisha’s hand on a completely open vagina and pubis. She bowed her head on Ilya’s shoulder, giving him the opportunity to cover her chest with her palm. From time to time, young people could not stand it and began to fiddle a friend for the clitoris, then for the nipples, from which Marina only moaned with satisfaction.
Gregory grabbed the cigarette with the only free hand and cighed with pleasure.
– Listen, Ilyukha, what were you like inanimate when Marinka called you? You feel good?
– Well done! I chose the moment to ask – Ilya wanted to turn my head, but, feeling the opposition of Marina, stared again at the ceiling. -And if it were bad, it would have changed something?
“Now no longer,” Grisha agreed, releasing smoke up and watching his intricate movements in the air stream, – but he could say if that …
– You will tell you. – muttered Ilya and squeezed his friend’s chest a little harder. Marina squeaked, but did not change the pose. -What did you find on you?
– Marinka had long wanted to try with two – Gregory aimed, threw the cigarette butt into the open window and suddenly hit. – And who is better for you for this …
– Do not forget, there is still Dinka …
– And she will not be upset? – Grisha’s voice suddenly became serious. – No, true. We may not tell her anything.
-You know, it would somehow not be honest at all-also to me, lovers-conspirators. Moreover, if Dinka regrets something, then mainly that she was not with us.
– Seriously? – Gregory even raised his head from the pillow.
“And then,” Ilya continued as if not hearing him, “it didn’t really work out for the three of us. The way we are lying now is more for such sex it seems that you arranged me. Maybe you were hunting, but for me at that moment the main thing was to plant at least somewhere …
– You know, you hit – Marina giggled. – In the sense of where you need to get.
– Well, you know. It was not difficult!
-By the way, what will happen when Dina still arrives? -It seems that this question Grisha was still very puzzled.
– You ask me that? -Ilya still managed to turn his head a little, but he saw only Grishin’s hand. – And what would you like?
– Well I do not know.
– Tell me honestly – I really want to fuck your wife, – Ilya really wanted to look at Grishino at that moment, but it was impossible.
For all external liberation and, even, to some extent, empathy, Gregory in the soul was a man, if not notorious, then, absolutely certain, uninhabited. And embarrassed, during conversations on the topics of sex, it could be seen not so rarely. Marinka on « slippery »topics talked much bolder and behaved much more relaxed. Once at a party, she just like that-not even on a dispute, pulled off her topic and danced for five minutes Top-Less. The party, however, was friendly, and there was no extra eyes around at that moment, but, firstly, in this company, far from everyone was shared by the simplicity of mariners, and secondly, Ilya suspected that his friend was in a public club- She could do the same there. There would be an appropriate mood.
And now she was lying in such a position that even the most inveterate erotomania. Most likely, Ilya would not have thought about this if I had not felt that it was noticeably blowing from the open window. The first fuse of excitement passed and the young man felt that he was just cold. And also, that there are simply no curtains on the windows of the guys. Actually, the fact that this household trifle, like many others, was neglected by his friends, Ilya knew for a long time, but he had never had sex in the St. Petersburg court. Ilya looked around the courtyard – it seems that there were no curious faces, but who knows what actually happened behind matte glasses – frost on the street, although he grabbed a thin ice of puddles, did not encroach on the windows – there wasn’t enough strength. Grisha grabbed his gaze.
– No, now there is no one to watch us …Relax.
– And what – at another time they watch? – Ilya for a second felt like the hero of the porn movie and he became uneasy.
– Well, sometimes it happens. That is, they look at or not is not known, but it is clear if people stand near the windows.
– Yes, they look, look – Marina, as usual was much more categorical. – Some in the evenings are so easy to look here periodically – are there any of us on the bed.
– And what? – Ilya did not scare this statement, but puzzled. – It is difficult to buy curtains?
-Maybe someday-Marina grunted. – so much lived without curtains, nothing will happen if we still live.
– And in the courtyard they have never met with grateful spectators?
– Maybe we met. The yard is dark, the glasses are muddy – do you see your face from such a distance. I think they don’t really know our faces either – our asses are much better for them.
– Well, here on this score – do not flatter. The most inveterate fool will be able to count the windows. I am sure that local yard grandmas have long been laid by all of those interested. Secretly, around the corner. But everyone who wants, already knows the apartment and faces, and what is your name. Some calls on the topic « breathe » into the phone;did not have?
Marina stood up in bewilderment on her elbow, so that Ilya’s hand fell from her shoulder.
– Exactly, they were. Recently. Just a couple of days. I did not attach any importance-we have an old telephone line-not everyone knows the cellular-someone thought to congratulate the new year, I can’t get through in any way, especially if the long-distance.The girl thought for a moment and suddenly jumped out of bed.
– Guys, let’s go to another room. We need to talk.
Marina’s tone left no doubt that she wanted to tell about something important. Gregory hid behind the door just a few seconds later. Ilya allowed himself to cast another look at the yard. The windows were dark. It seems that this time no one has seen them all the same.
* * *
Settled in the kitchen, the only room in the apartment where it was possible to comfortably get out of the window of the window of the window. Of course, it was present here, but the configuration of the house was complex, and the kitchen window was placed in a triangular bay. It gave enough light, but to see what is happening inside practically did not allow.
The apartment was surprisingly warm, so the guys did not puzzle with clothes. Ilya again wrapped himself in a dried towel, Grisha first threw a terry robe, but quickly realizing that it would be too hot in it, took out sports underpants, Marina put on a long T -shirt. True, because of her growth, the T-shirt barely covered the ass, so at every step both white hemispheres seductively peeked out from under the thin fabric, forcing young people to maintain marinated movements in the kitchen.
– I did not attach any importance to this at all – Marina paced, resting his fists on her sides and it was completely not clear – she was nervous or just angry. – An ordinary young man. You never know what kind of need he can stand in the entrance. Maybe someone is waiting for, maybe he just warmed up …
– Or – pee. – Ilya was naturalistic to rudeness. – entrance without a castle, without a intercom. Come in who you want …
– No, perhaps. – Marina raised her eyes to the ceiling, recalling the details. -He did not look neither ragged, nor fright, nor at all something strange. An ordinary young man.
– Very young?
– I did not look closely, but it seems not very. Eighteen years, maybe …Not a child, absolutely for sure. No, I didn’t look at. I don’t even remember his face – now put a person in front of me – I will not define. Although he did not turn away. Rather, on the contrary …I climbed the stairs, and he looked at me. The look was really perfectly felt. But I remember this now, but then I did not care. Stay in the skin of a well -groomed woman of my age and height – quickly let out pay attention to other people’s eyes.
– And often you saw him?
– The last three days – daily. That’s why I remembered about calls. They are three days, calls – three days …
– survived – Grisha, who had not entered into the conversation, nervously lit a cigarette. – Only a maniac was not enough for us in the entrance. And what he wanted – to rape Marinka?
– Who knows. – Ilya thought. Rape – hardly, the gut is thin, judging by the story. Then – I would like to, so I would have raped – you have a quiet entrance, the strength of the eighteen -year -old dough for any more. No! But get acquainted with the prospect of further bed, possibly. Beautiful woman relaxed. He examined it in all types, so the guy took off the roof. Or – Ilya also reached for cigarettes – he just fell in love with Marinka. It happens at this age and such. Especially if before that he was afraid to look at women at all, and he saw naked only in the cinema and in the pictures.
– Or maybe he will get out and to fill his face, – Grisha’s optimism clearly did not share. -So, in a simple way, to repel any desire to stand here.
– And what will you achieve this? Offended – will bring a couple of friends, so you will spend the next month in the hospital. And Marinka is really raped, only already in a crowd. In addition, he knows, he knows where you live, but you do not. You can’t even imagine, and in which case you simply do not recognize it. This is the first. The second option – he will simply declare to you to the police. Is not too lazy to go to the emergency room. And good neighbors will confirm that you are leading an exceptionally depraved lifestyle. This, of course, is not their business – you have sex in your apartment – do not like it, don’t look. But you will probably not receive positive evidence in your protection. Well, the last! Grisha, you are sure that he will not fill your face weaker than you?
Gregory frowned and turned away. Marina thoughtfully sat down on a stool.
– So what to do? Do not approach the phone? Can move for a while …
– There was not enough yet. Let’s spoil your life on your own because of all kinds of idiots. You, of course, yourself are to blame for something. – Ilya cast a quick glance at the raised Grisha and he immediately. – You have to think with your head – provocation – it is in Africa a provocation. Even if you didn’t think about it in advance. There is, however, one idea. Only it requires some courage – especially from Marinka and clarity from all. There is a camera?
– Soap dish.
– Doesn’t matter. Even better – you don’t need to bring it to sharpness, know, click on the button …
– There are only no films.
– The film will buy time from us. He, probably, also after New Year’s Eve is sleeping …
As Ilya told his friends his idea, their faces became more fun. Grisha even jumped up from his chair and excitedly went in a cramped kitchen.
– Interesting. It’s cold, true. Marinka, you won’t freeze? It seems to you-it can turn out?
– Most likely, I will not freeze. In extreme cases, you will heat me later – the girl looked slyly at the guys. – You can?
-We can. And you are not afraid?
– What? Go to the entrance? I go there daily. You will be near. This is much safer than in the last days, although I did not know about it.
– There is only one thing left – Ilya cooled the ardor of friends a little, – so that he would appear today. Maybe he decided to take a break for the holidays or just left the city. Time …Actually, the nine hour is already. By the way. Where you have a photographic film on January 1?
The guys looked at each other and fell silent.
– I see, then at the station. Okay, I’m running away.
Marina went to Ilya and covered her lips with his lips.
– Yeah, only after fifteen minutes …
Now the young man did not have to persuade. His palms lay on the soft ass of Marina and pulled her to him. A towel fell to the floor, and Ilya shoved it away. Grisha sat comfortably on a chair, preparing to watch what he had not yet to see from the side of his girlfriend. Only with your own direct participation. Ilya caught it, but decided to follow the game until the end.
– Marinka, your husband will not be jealous? Suddenly he will think that we will now have sex …
The girl laughed, and Grisha gave a voice …
– Here’s another, jealous of you. Free people – what do you want, and do it. And in general, do not be distracted, give you a movie watch..
– We are also a movie for him – Marina had a feignedly frowned. – But we’ll take it and really do. So as not to disappoint him.
Ilya smoothly shook his hands over his girlfriend’s body, rising higher. The T -shirt was already hung on his wrists, not hiding a girl’s body centimeter. Marina raised her hands, helping to finally take off her completely unnecessary clothes. She saw that behind Ilya there was a chair leaning against the wall – strong enough to withstand two, and slowly pushed the young man back.
Not to say that Ilya was very convenient. The wooden back of the chair, with every sharp movement, beat him along the ribs, and Marina was truly sharply moving. Rather, one could say that she quite unceremoniously masters them than the fact that the couple is making love. In order not to overturn with his chair, Ilya clung to Marina’s chest, so that white stripes were clearly marked under his fingers. Frightened, the man tried to pull his hands away, but the partner did not allow him to do this. It seemed that this was not Ilya holding Marina by the chest, but she put them in her palm and did not let them go. Finally, Ilya was tired of a passive role. He straightened up with force, Marina, sitting over him, jumped involuntarily, and the young man rose and turned the girl with her back to him, having managed to see surprise in her eyes and even some respect.
Ilya looked at his impaired member, which struck strictly parallel to the floor and looked at the marina leaning in front of him. She slowly, as if dancing at the pole, moved her hips, then a little approaching, then moving away. Both holes were invitingly open. Ilya knew that the guys, although not too often, but still practice anal sex, but now decided to let Marina make a choice herself. He took her hand and put her on a member, expecting that the girl will tell him the path on his own.
Girlfriend understood everything correctly. Grasping the member with her fingers, she stopped for a moment, as if aiming, and leaned the head against a soft and wet vagina. Ilya felt some disappointment-for some reason he wanted to get into the ass-but did not argue, driving a member into Marina so that she cried out. Then everything was exactly in the fog. Marina wriggled frantically, preventing Ilya from taking out a member from her either by a centimeter, her back was covered with droplets of sweat. Actually, he could not do anything. The hand of a friend, moved from a penis to testicles and kept them so that Ilya barely restrained himself from not asking Marina to be more careful. A few minutes later he felt an inevitably advancing orgasm and squeezed his partner’s hips, trying to stop their movement at least a little. And then I realized that this is not necessary to do this. Marina’s body shuddered from the surging pleasure and Ilya, no longer restraining himself, confidently discharged somewhere in the depths of the trembling female body. Tell him at that moment that Marina is not protected at all or forgot to drink a pill – Ilya would not care.
The last thing he saw before he fell on a chair was the sperm fountain flying out of the Grishin member. However, whether it was worth expecting a different …
* * *
With the purchase of a photo film Ilya was lucky. I didn’t even have to go to the station. In two houses from the guys there was a round -the -clock supermarket, where a film and batteries were sold at the box office. Grabbing Jin Tonik’s jar, Ilya left the store and slowly walked along the street. He needed a cocktail not so much to quench thirst for thirst as to take his eyes off. Each time, taking a sip, Ilya had the opportunity to look around, without attracting additional attention.
True, at the exit from the entrance, Ilya could not find anything suspicious.Actually, not suspicious – too. The yard seemed to die out – there were almost no luminous windows. However, the stranger could appear at any moment, and it is not known from which side. Entering the arch, Ilya slowed down and listened. At the first moment, it seemed to him that he had heard steps, but now they seemed rather with their own echo. And only putting the palm on the door handle, Ilya realized that he was not alone here. The guy stood just a stone’s throw from him, behind the ledge of the wall. Ilya sincerely was glad that he managed not to shudder from surprise. The stranger came out of the shadow and smiled amiably.
– Good evening. Happy holiday. Will not smoke?
Usually Ilya did not treat with cigarettes on the street and « Strelkov »did not love. Not from greed. I just believed that a person should secure pleasure and bad habits to himself. There is no money for the Malborough, the smoke «. Or end with the collection « Bychkov »In the urns. But now Ilya, like on a machine, took a pack from his pocket and shook out a cigarette from there.
– Thank you. – The guy seemed to be completely not hidden at all. Although the stiffness inherent in inexperienced youths did not demonstrate. Ilya even doubted – maybe this is not the same. Doubts disappeared when the stranger cast a sharp tense look at the stairs. From the point where he was now standing, the door of the Grishina apartment was not visible, but the direction of the gaze was clearly read. Ilya remains only to breathe a sigh of prudence in relief. With a cigarette lighted, the guy is unlikely to enter the porch, which means that he will not see which door he will be hidden.
Switting old stairs in the soul, with a wide opening in the middle, Ilya ran into a high third floor in one breath and, before inserting the key into the keyhole, squinted down down.
Marina and Grisha met a friend with tense silence. Ilya looked at their excited faces.
– So. Tall-slightly below me, dark-haired-hair is somehow combed old-fashioned, as in the cinema in the early eighties. Face – really unforgettable, oval. Pink cheeks, not from frost, but like children. Beige coat. It is he?
– Is very similar. Beage …Yes he. And his blush. I also thought that the man caught a cold, the cheeks burn somehow spots. Where did you see him?
– Where should he be. Before the entrance. I shot a cigarette. I think now it will come to go and take a post under the stairs. By the way, you determined the age correctly …eighteen – nineteen. So that there can be no complaints about the corruption of young people to you.
– When will we go?
– The faster the better. On the one hand – why not lose time, on the other – who knows how much he will stand today. The main thing is that no one at this time decides to go for a walk. We don’t need a lot of time – enough about five minutes, but witnesses are not needed for five minutes. Go, change clothes …
Marina shrugged and threw off her robe, which she managed to wear after Ilya’s departure. Proudly raising her head, she went into the room with a gait of the model on the catwalk, finally spreading her legs so that the guys again stirred in his pants. Ilya shook his head disapprovingly.
– You are sure that she will do everything as you agreed, and not how she comes to mind at the last moment?
Gregory divided the fears of a friend.
– Not sure. But what are our options? Or to start and hope that he will not bring Marinka, or not to start at all.
The entrance slammed muffledly. Ilya slightly opened the door of the apartment, which before that he did not specifically lock, and carefully looked down.
– Costs.
– What is he doing?
– Nothing. Just worth it. – Ilya spoke short exact phrases. – leaned against the wall. Looks …It doesn’t look anywhere, it looks like his eyes are closed at all. Either wants to sleep, or dreams. And in general – you would go to charge the film. And then it relaxed …
Marina appeared in the corridor. Without saying a word, she passed Ilya, playfully hitting his hip, and took off a black fur coat from the hanger. Inexpensive, but long, which was now necessary.
Ilya caught the girl’s hand and pulled to him.
– Marina, we agreed?
She raised her eyes. There was no hint of ambiguity in them.
– Ilyusha, you have known me for a long time. Agree that I am more interested in the solution of this problem more than the rest.
Ilya nodded barely noticeably, grabbed the girl by the chin and gently kissed. She answered him with that instant passion that covers suddenly and absorbs whole. Gregory found them behind this occupation.
– Found the time. – There was no resentment in his voice – except that irritation. Indeed, from the side the behavior of friends looked strange.
– Do not be angry, – outwardly, Marina, as usual, was cheerful and careless – Ilyushka brings me to the desired state. Otherwise which of me is a seducer if she does not itch between her legs. And keep in mind – everything will pass as it should – I’m shaking. Both, since you do not give this to someone else …
All three stood at the front door. Ilya listened carefully again.
– All! Let’s hope that no one will hinder us. First we go out together with Grishka. He descends, looks around and throws you sms-ku. One word – yes or no. If so, you go out and we act.
Grisha went out onto the landing loudly and without hiding – as it was planned. Deliberately slowly approached the railing, took out gloves from his pocket. At this time, Ilya in one motion behind his back slipped out the door and, trying to stay as close to the wall as possible, went up one span up. Stomping as louder as possible – time no later – Grisha began to descend. The guy at the entrance did not even change the pose, although he probably knew who was coming to him now. Maybe he was so confident in himself, or maybe he simply did not think that he had already been noticed and he causes some interest.
Trying not to look at the stranger, Gregory passed by, taking out the lighter on the move. Great « excuse »“Why can a person stop at the entrance,” a person smokes. Even if someone wants to check it. Ilya perfectly understood how difficult it was for him and that now Grisha would have a much greater pleasure to smash an unknown guy into his pink physiognomy than to pass by and pretend that everything is in perfect order. The guy remained completely calm. Ilya was even worried. Either an absolute fool, or knows and knows how something that we do not even imagine. In both cases, the reaction can be unpredictable.
Another thing – there was no time to think. The door creaked, and Ilya realized that Grisha, making sure that the yard was empty, gave the go -ahead to Marinin’s exit. Now there was nowhere to retreat in any case.
* * *
Marina descended easily and naturally. Ilya even envied – outwardly, not the slightest excitement. Sharp heels of boots taped on the stone steps some kind of intricate trill, a fur coat touched behind the railing, and its rustling was eagerly given under the arches of the stairwell. Before moving down, Ilya managed to notice that Marina did not fasten – she simply held the floors of the fur coat with her hands, preventing them from opening herself.
A smooth confident gait, the girl went down to the first floor. The guy looked at her, not even trying to hide his interest. Marina turned to him in a half -breech, as if passing by, and suddenly stopped. So much so that to run, in which case, the guy was simply nowhere. According to the plan, the front door was supposed to control Grisha, but Marina decided to help him in this. In addition, she stood in profile to the stairs, which extremely facilitated the task of Ilya now coming to her.
– Young man, but we have not met before?
A blush on the guy’s cheeks was replaced by thick redness, and he scaredly shook his head, unable to pronounce a word.
-For some reason, it seems to me that I already saw you here-steel notes appeared in Marinin’s voice. – You do not by chance watching me?
The guy backed away, but there was nowhere to retreat.
– Maybe you want me. Just be afraid to admit?
At that moment, Marina stopped holding a fur coat, and she swung out spectacularly. Ilya, seeing her outfit, almost burst out laughing. Probably, Marinka managed to find the most tiny of her tights or she tore them specifically for this case. The girl did not fasten her skirt, so she instantly flopped to the floor, opening black lace panties under tights. The blouse with the bra did not fasten. Moreover, the bra was deliberately wearing only one breast, and the ownerless straps and buckles hanging picturesquely down. The guy enjoyed and tried to pull away, but since he stood very close, he clung to his clothes and the bra moved even below.
At that moment, the fowdering spray flashed. And then again and again …
The guy who finally lost all orientation, as he could show off Marina and rushed to the door. But Grisha stood behind her. He did not go inside – he did not need to get into the frame at all, he simply leaned against the sulks, preventing them from opening up. The stranger who did not know such a stranger hit the board, like a butterfly on glass and flew back. Staggered with surprise and Marina. For a few seconds she lost her balance, so from the point where Ilya stood seemed that the guy was reaching for her with both hands, which made it possible to take a couple more pictures.
After that, the girl smelled a fur coat with a royal gesture and, giving all a radiant smile, she walked back to her floor.
Ilya hid the camera in his pocket and stood at the door. Grisha entered. The guy was sitting on a dirty floor, next to a bunch of years of uncomfortable rubbish, covering his face with his hand. From under the hands were heard either sighs or sobs.
– Well, here, friend – Ilya was far from sentimentality. – Consider that the deadline for an attempt to rape you already have. If you show this film in the police, then for five years in a warm company you are shining – there is nothing to do. And the cops are to what they will be happy-no one needs to catch, nor prove, everything goes into hand.
– I didn’t do anything bad. – The youth almost cried. – Standing here just.
– Yeah, just. Both yesterday, and the day before yesterday. And before that I just looked out the window – one specific. For a long time. Seluni let it down. I did not use binoculars to better see?
By the way the guy shuddered, Ilya realized that he had guessed.
– You see how insightful I am.What else to tell you about you? By the way! – Ilya reached the pocket of the order of a stained beige coat. – Let’s see who you are.
A student ID was discovered in the pocket.
– freshman – Grisha looked over Ilya over his shoulder. – Pedagogical Institute. Nightmare. – Grisha feignedly covered his face with his palm. – And this person will teach children …Maybe even ours.
The guy is finally wilted, but his friends did not increase pity.
– A well -fed home boy, dressed expensive. – Ilya shot in words directly in the face of a stranger. – I have not yet earned a penny in his life, probably does not even know how this is done. And I suppose I entered the institute only in order to ruin from the army – it is unlikely that a person who was accustomed to sleep sweetly and has a tasty teacher.
– Listen, Ilya – Gregory jumped up, – and let’s post a couple of pictures on the site of his faculty. Or immediately – institute. It will be cooler than the cops of this moron to pass. Girls will bypass him for ten years, until the gray beard will grow up from annoyance. Otherwise they will trample from the institute – it will go to pay off the homeland. Otherwise she will never wait for anything from him in her life. – the student ticket again migrated to Ilya and he saw that in the cover « crusts »several folded thousandth bills were inserted.
– Wow! Grisha, and you often have so much money when you are hanging around the gateway? – A friend said nothing and Ilya inserted a ticket back into his coat pocket. – You would at least buy flowers, if you have spy on the girl – the guy did not even sob, but whitened quietly. – And if the hormones play so that unbearable, go to take a prostitute. It’s enough for you. And keep in mind – it’s better for you to never appear here again – Ilya showed a look not so much on Gregory as on the apartment – not to come across. Got it?
The guy was only able to nod weakly.
– Went. Well, his …
The guys quickly went up to their floor. Already opening the door, Ilya managed to notice how their recent opponent did not even leave, but rather crawled out of the entrance. Grisha noticed that too.
“But it would be nice for him to fill his face,” he said dreamily and sighed. Apparently imagining this process. – Well now – let’s go?
– Well, not quite « so ». I will take pictures to you just in case and next time I bring. I would not want to give them to the first laboratory hit. But, I think that you will never hear about him again. He will now go around your entrance for several years. And look at the window to be afraid. And you-hang the curtains after all. The guy, of course, with a shift, but you are good. You know, if the secular lady appears in the stash and begins to publicly correct the stockings there – she will be raped. And do not tell me that she did not want this …
It was dark in the kitchen. A splash of water was heard from the bath.
– Marinka decided to get into the shower after a successfully conducted operation – Grishka smiled. – By the way, she promised us to fue it if everything works out.
– And what?
– So maybe we don’t let. We ourselves are the first to start …
– You still have strength for this – come on. Do not forget, I didn’t sleep for almost two days, and I will soon be at the station soon – Dink to meet.
– Let me meet – I got enough sleep. At the same time, on the way, I will tell all our adventures.
– That’s what I’m afraid. – Ilya shook his head. – I know how you will tell. Already mature …
Grisha opened the door of the bathroom and looked inside. Ilya also looked. The curtain was drawn, but through the wet plastic the contours of the marine body shone. Hearing the voice, the girl looked out and smiled cheerfully.
– If you finished negotiations, then keep in mind, I’m waiting for you. Both.
Ilya wanted to object, but Grisha, without waiting for his opposition, simply shoved his friend into the bath. Closed the door behind him. Marinka laughed.
– That’s it, he will not let you out now. He not only knows how to keep the door of the entrance. Come here.
The last words have been said already quite seriously. Marina’s eyes burned.
– You just can’t imagine what you have done for us today. – Marina whispered, kissing Ilya’s face. – Grishka, he is smart, he is very good, but he has one method – a fist.
– Maybe just me – understand and I can. – Ilya, finally, managed to free himself from his arms for a minute and pull off his clothes – all at once, in one lump – we will understand later.
– May be.
Obeying the marine movements, Ilya stepped over a tall side and felt a whipped water blow. The shower was lying at the bottom of the bath, and the jets of water beat from it where it got. Covering the male body with kisses, Marina descended lower and lower, until her lips touched with a member that had not yet begun to gain strength. With one big throat, Marina sucked him along with the testicles, not letting go until it increased to such an extent that there was simply not enough of her mouth.
Ilya tried to catch every Marinino movement. He struggled with fatigue and now and then sleeping on him, and at the same time felt that he could not fall asleep now. He attracted her face to his lips and licked from him stream of water – bitter, tap, but now more than ever alive and tasty. He thought – we had to drink coffee and forgot about it.
He thought about Dina. She will come soon. And they will not be bored here. Ilya now knew this absolutely definitely.
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