Traveling in life – Erotic and sex stories for adults

– Well, you are over there, your show is over, get down until you chopped everyone around!

No reaction.

– I said your mother, get off!

Girl and guy descended from the fire tower.

He was already all red and then doused himself with anger, panting, continued to yell. Shortness of breath overtaken him again. He hated nervous. He hated arrogant young people, especially the empty-headed young ladies who tore his whole business, distracting visitors to his stupid porn show. In his opinion, they should all be if not on the panel, so sit at home and not stick out. More than anything, he now wanted to fuck this impudent girl in pink underwear, however, he would not have abandoned her partner, painted in the moron, as he always called them.

The girl slowly descended, shaking her lovely hips, and the guy followed her as slowly, holding a chain in his hands from her friend’s collar. The guys realized that today they were lucky as never before, which meant a powerful surge of money. But it all started! Mila argued with former drinking companions a hundred bucks that they would tear anything, obscenely having fun. This already collapsing restaurant turned out to be a bait;And the guys sat nearby, watching what was happening.

John felt very excited, he could not wait until he and Mila finally came home to the bus.

The high windows of the only restaurant in the city of the restaurant went straight to the tower, and with the help of the backlight it was easy to attract the attention of visitors. Do not understand where, Mila took out a microphone and sang everything that would come to her mind, skillfully rhyme words. John, in turn, held her on a chain;The girl had a thorny dog collar on her neck, and beat a whip in the ass, forcing him to cry even more energetically.

In fact, everything did not last so long;And what kind of police can be in this provincial town. It is clear that clientele will want not only to look at all this madness, but also to listen to what a reckless girl sings in one underwear on the tower of their native stadium. During this performance, John barely resisted so as not to insert Mile right back.

When they finally went down, the director brazenly grabbed Mila by the hand, subconsciously trying to manage to hide the girl before he surrenders their police. But then it dawned on him that it would be better if she paid for his silence, otherwise, the cell phone was in her pocket. He already foresaw how she would say « okay »And he will go with him to the attached room at the restaurant, leaving his blond friend.

Mila looked at him and suddenly shook her foot on her face so that he fell to the ground. She grabbed John by the hand and they ran away.

Entering the elevator, John hugged Mila and began to whisper that he wanted her. The girl was not at all against sex in a closed space, especially since recently they were only called. She pressed the &#171 button; Stop »And, lifting a pink short skirt, she stood in cancer in front of John, which instantly got excited. Without thinking twice, he crashed right into the rear passage of Mila, energetically tormenting her, walls with pleasure. He entered very quickly and came out of it, panting and moaning. How pleasant he was in this cozy lascivious lair of a girlfriend! They loved to have anal and oral sex, only the last they recently went through a little, so that this was not even so wanted. Mila screamed a little from the painful orgasm, breaking her;She felt John with both hands holding her ass, mercilessly fucking. Mila herself could not decide for sure whether she loved him, or she just wanted so that she could not move away from him, fulfilling any desires, especially in bed. And John knew that he could approach her at any time and brazenly fucked in the first near corner, and that she would never be offended for it. He finished, dousing with sperm all the velvet clothes of his girlfriend;And then she realized that they spent quite a lot of time in this elevator, forcing the rest of the residents to climb the stairs on foot. She quickly changed her position and, kneeling, began to suck him a member. She didn’t give a damn about hygiene, she was not disgusted and it was great. She sometimes recalled how her mother all her life told her that any sex, except for the usual, was humiliation and that it should be disgusting so! And then Mila found with horror that her mommy with her monashian manners was a whore. Licked his device to the end, she wiped her lips from the sperm and, standing up, pressed the fifth button (they lived on the fifth floor). John still could not recover. He fastened his fly and kissed Mila on the lips, as if thanks to excellent sex.

Coming home, Mila went to bed, because she was tired today, and John went to the kitchen and, sitting behind a cup of tea, thought about how they met a sweetheart.

She was 16 then, and he was 25. Mila and their parents traveled in a car around the country and once picked up John on the road, who then quarreled with his director because the first did not want to sleep with him. Mila’s parents were bores, however, like all middle -aged people and skeptically reacted to the fact that she was sitting with an unfamiliar pretty guy in the back seat behind them. From the diary of John: « I remember how soon it got into the car and saw Mila, I immediately wanted it. From her was lifted by stunning sexuality;It was a dark -haired girl with a short haircut in a blue thin sundress, fitting her slender, but not absolutely perfect figure, which only made her unique and attractive even more. She looked at me all the way to Denver, and I was a little uneasy from it. Almost all the way her ancestors were silent, however, dad sometimes asked me different ordinary questions, such as where I am going and what am I going to do there, etc. D.

We reached the gas station, and her parents went out to smoke and refuel the car. It suddenly became a little difficult for me to breathe. When we were left alone, I felt her stuck her hand between my legs, which is why I immediately got up. She moved closer to me and, clinging to me close, began to bite the earlobe;Her hand remained between my legs. She pulled her teeth in my ear, which made it hurt a little, although this greatly excited. I was even afraid to hug her, because Mila’s parents were very close, they were already quietly weaving to the car. I hugged her with one hand by the waist, clinging to me even more, and whispered to her to stop. Mentally I have already seen us together in bed in the room of some decrepit hotel.

Mila’s father began to swear with the gas station, probably because of the price;They went very far in the dispute, and her mother disappeared somewhere. I could not stand the tension and threw it into the back seat, squeezing my lips to her black lips. I felt the stranger put my tongue into my mouth, and did the same, and I climbed my skirt with my hand. I don’t know if I could withstand all this and not fuck it, but, apparently, seeing a approaching mommy through the glass, she abruptly pushed me away from herself. We sat already as if nothing had happened. Finally, thank her, the slow ancestors climbed into the car and we drove. I still felt her hand on my trousers;I still stood. I could not even hug her, because my dad constantly looked in the backbone mirror. Parents began to talk about something, and on their conversation, I realized that today we would spend the night in the motel: I was shocked by the courage of Mila:

She took out a mirror and began to paint her lips, and I looked at her, and suddenly it seemed to me that instead of a nasty red lipstick was my cock, that she was just as gently and accurately sucking him. Sarafan was very short. I thought it should be convenient ».

When they finally got to the hotel in the evening, John told Father Mila that he had a lot of money, and asked permission to spend the night with them in the room. « he frowned, apparently, thinking with his elderly brains, what was happening, and, to my happiness, he allowed, but said that I would pay dinner then ». The rest of the day, the young sat on the bed, looking at some stupid magazine for the sake of removing their eyes. Her mother went shopping, and her father walked from the corner to the corner, cursing spiders and rusty water from the tap. « when he finally went out to smoke into the corridor and shout at the administrator because of the towels, I told Mile that I wanted her ». Usually, in such cases, girls react quite coldly, but Mila only looked at me and said: « at night you will fuck me ». What else could be dreamed of?

« it was two in the morning when I woke up. Mila stood above me, in one underwear. She climbed to my bed under the blanket and pressed me to me. I felt her impatient young hot body and began to paw her breasts, pulling a bra. I already wanted to fuck her, I pulled off my underpants from Mila, sticking my hand between her legs. But then she said that the old people had a very sensitive dream;The ancestors were in the next room. She invited me to go to the toilet. By the way, it was even better than fucking in a missionary position.

We went into the cabin of the toilet and locked the door. It was terribly dirty and stinking, but what can you do. I told Mile that it may not be worth doing anything, suddenly someone will come in, besides I wanted to go to the toilet. I said that I would go out, but she blocked the door, letting me know that she was not shy. When I finished, I already wanted to fasten the fly, but she immediately knelt down, taking in my mouth. She sucked so passionately that I immediately finished, it was so nice! Then she told me to insert her between her legs. Mila got up with cancer, protruding her ass, rolled her hands on the edge of the toilet. I immediately stuck my absolutely stone member in the vagina and realized once again that I would have given everything for the same moment of pleasure. Mila groaned quite loudly and somehow painful. I thought that it hurts her and asked, fucking in between, was everything all right, and she moaned through her teeth so that I would not stop. I fucked her as well as possible and finished twice. Either it seemed to me, or it was, but, in my opinion, Mila was virgin: she got up, pulling her underpants, and we left the toilet.

In the morning, having breakfast, we went on. Mila behaved as if nothing had happened.We drove in the car and listened to some mediocre radio. She pulled the headphones from the backpack and began to listen to her music. Under the pretext of listening to something normal too, I got hooked on her and asked if she was offended. She said that she was not and put on me on the earlings, saying: « listen ». Good guitar music thundered in the player and I realized once again that Mila was not a fool. The headphones were finger, so she one put in her ear, and the other gave me. She whispered to go to call. I decided not to delve into why she needed it, especially her dad looked at us in the mirror. After some time, I asked him to stop when we drove a lonely telephone booth and got out of the car. Entering inside, I picked up the phone, but there was no good. I already wanted to go back, but I saw a approaching mila through a cloudy glass. She entered the booth and stood nearby. I admired her beautiful face with chubby lips;The wind switched her hair. Mila said:

– Do you want me to eat?

– : Yes! – not having time to think, I said.

She knelt down. I again felt my device in her hot wet mouth. She lovingly sucked every fold with chubby lips, and I was surprised at her experience: where did he come from, if yesterday she was a virgin! The sperm fountain sprayed in her face. She licked the remains of her lips and wiped her hand in what fell on her cheeks and hair. I was happy, she was happy, we, as usual, appealed each other »

Once he found Mila in one of the hotel rooms, making a blowjob to some dark-haired type. Mila: « Gir surprisingly reminded Jay, my ex -boyfriend. I just could not refuse him, I could not refuse Jay after the fact that we experienced &#187 together;

It was a long story. Mila and Jay met in the film profiles, however, this is not important. They immediately became lovers, although at first they behaved quite cold in relation to each other. It was fire and water, Jay was not rude by nature, he was rude with sweet in bed. After breaking up with Jay and a meeting with John: « I can’t say that I excited me more, John’s sexual rudeness or John’s softness. Jay always smelled of cigarettes;His hands, who beat me in the face, when their owner fucked me, was constantly given to the smoke. He did not beat me with his fists, he just beat me on the face and ass with his hands, he treated me like a whore, which should not have become like that, but I know for sure that no one loved me as he. He was just excited by the fact that he humiliated me in bed. And on the contrary, I humiliated him in life. No, not because I wanted to take revenge on him, I just have a character and always my opinion and has long been established principles that I was not going to change for anyone. If, for example, I will make a blowjob, he will give me a slap in the face, as if to say that I am a whore, that I sank. If he was too rude with me, the next morning he asked for forgiveness, and I always forgave him because I loved. To admit what he did to me excited me almost more than himself. I liked to feel like an adversary in his bed. I liked to give him pleasure »

In fact, John and Jay differed only from each other only by appearance, they were both from rock business, both were a little lubric, Jay Brunet, and John-a painted blond, and both of them loved and wanted and wanted for a long time and wanted.

Page, with whom Mila had a light affair, was Jay’s best friend. Somehow they all gathered by the company with Jay with Mila. She sat on the knees of Page, who hugged her and pressed her to her, and Jay sat opposite them, looking at Mila point -blank. She didn’t really want to cause jealousy of Jay, she was just pleased with Page, maybe she was just hungry for tenderness: she frankly clung to him, and everything looked like this if they were lovers. When everyone dispersed, Jay, probably in a fit of jealousy, hit Mila. She fell, but he gave her a hand, helping to get up. All these seconds she felt an attraction to him, but for some reason right now she did not want to sleep with him. She had already predicted what would be, she knew that Jay raped her. So he did. At first he just tumbled her on the table and quickly fucked her. It seemed to him little. He took a long belt from his trousers and gently pulled one end on her neck, and the other, holding in his hands, whipped the Mila on the ass, standing on all fours. He pushed all the clothes on her, and Mila only screamed, not realizing that she was experiencing more vividly: pleasure or pain.

The next morning after the party, Page went out to smoke outside and suddenly noticed Mila walking in the direction of his house. She looked terrible: torn clothes and disheveled hair, a bruise under her eye and on her neck. He gently hugged her, crying on his shoulder.

– This is Jay? – he only asked, guessing what happened.

Mila sobbed in consent.

– I thought he loves me

– He loves you. I know. He doesn’t like anyone like you, dear, calm down.

He led her into the house and watered Martini. She had already calmed down and sat on a white leather sofa in the living room with Page. Her skirt was very high, and her face looked so beautiful that Page began to notice a growing desire. She looked at him and suddenly said quietly:

– Page, I want you.

Page swallowed. He also wanted her, but did not know what would happen if his friend finds out that he slept with his wife (Mila and Jay lived in a civil marriage) but he could no longer command his mind. He threw Mila and fucked her. Now she was happy, she seemed to take revenge on her friend. Since then they have continued to meet and fuck secret from Jay. Mila even thought that maybe she fell out of love with Jay, but it was not so.

Another time, Jay was so excited that he beat Mila to such an extent that the next morning she was in the hospital.

« I opened my eyes, not understanding where I am. I remembered last night and understood everything. Jay sat on the edge of the bed, he looked tired. When I opened my eyes, he asked if I was angry at him, and I replied that there was no. He bent down and gently kissed my lips. The doctor came in and reported the results. Then he said what shocked me.

– You knew you were pregnant? The doctor asked.

-N-no:-I muttered in horror

– I’m really sorry. You have a miscarriage

For a while, the world has ceased to exist for me. I closed my eyes and opened them when I heard Jay screamed not with my voice:

– I killed him! It’s me to blame, I’m a bastard! Kill me, I killed our nested child!..

The voice began to fade and move away, apparently, the doctors fired him away from my chamber. Having come to a more or less normal state, I checked blood tests and was convinced once again that the child was from Jay:

I’m still interested in me, but what if Jay had not beat me then? Maybe now we would have a happy friendly family, and our child would never have known that his father in his youth was fucked hard his mother, and we would tell him that they found him in cabbage. And I would hardly have recognized John later, I would never be in his bed. Although, maybe Jay is right – I am a whore and an egoist by nature, and I deserve how they treated and treated me all my life »

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