Good evening! My name is Alexander I am 18 years old. I study at the university in my second year in the specialty lawyer in state documentation. The university is the best and rich in the city, we take third place among all universities in Russia. The first year was good, I will not say… Oh, I forgot to tell about myself: I am a black -eyed brunette, with a pretty figure but… I am short. Incho are funny classmates, or simple and short – inch))) well, inch and inch I like it).
First of September. Beautiful so. Here the rector said I waved to us with a pen… Two months flew by unnoticed….. Once I went to the dining room with my friends – I don’t take an inch but I want to eat) We stood in line. They spoke peacefully…. And suddenly a group of Caucasians entered the dining room (we have a university of 18 to 22 years old. 10 Probably man. stood behind us and discussed something noisily. laughed. We stood quiet – Caucasians are a proud people and, if something wrong, then such a lawless! took the tray with my friend and went to eat choosing.
Someone steps on my leg and I unfold to this person to say “I hurt it is more accurate!”, but instead, my face was simply lit up with horror: a Caucasian stepped on my foot… And what-a kind of closet two-on-two… Beautiful.. slightly unshaven, eyes are black, hair slightly even with such eorotherapy curls…. He looked at me with such despair and stared as enchanted…… I could not take my eyes off too. I was the first to react – I removed my leg (all this moment he stood on it). I rubbed my leg on my leg, it hurts all the same. And he whispered as in some kind of hypnosis: Azem…. I quietly answered: Alexandra, and turned away to my friend. His eyes know such a burning. He attracted me to turn back, where the same eyes as mine are black. I have a grandfather Ingush in my family – coal eyes and black hair from him.
I’m not Miss Universe, but very pretty. eyes…. Arriving home, I remembered only these eyes…. I have parted with the guy for a year and at all in any direction is not a seore. And here it is an obsession… So it hurts deep down. just already used to being independent. My self did not know the boundaries. And imagine the world suddenly limited itself with one eyes! I was so angry!….. She sat down at the computer. I went into classmates… I climbed on my friends. And I have one Caucasus… The roots frightened in me to see…. I go to one of my friends and my heart in the heels – he added $ Azaur $ as a friend…. opened his page – like an azem from the dining room!!!! Oh…. I went out. I went to rest… I got up two hours later I open my page again – 6 messages. Guessed from whom? From Aznesur!
He writes: you know, I have never been tormented by the eyes of a girl in my life.. And here yours – how two drops are similar… then au several times and what you do not answer…. Crap. I didn’t even know what to answer and my heart sang with happiness… this has not happened to me yet!!! I replied :: glad to meet the Aznesur, very happy. And the correspondence ensued. I found out that he is an Ingush. Oh my God, too! that he is 20 years old… super… that he is not a wife and everything is like that. ……
I came to the university. Rain on the street – Fu is disgusting like that! She ran into the door and collided with her forehead in the forehead with Aznesur:
– Oh sorry!
– Yes, nothing, everything is fine.
– Azem???
– Alexandra?
-!!!!!
– you know we have an Ingush belief – we will become our relatives…..
– cool joke! I ran to me for a couple!)))
And I ran away…. And he again looked like a trace of me. God, what did he see in me???…. I served a couple, I got home.. I live alone separately from my parents in my apartment.but I was especially in no hurry home – there will be covered with my head again there…. I go and on the fly someone catches my hand:
– Beauty where you are in a hurry?… A.. Azem….
– home, but you are not going?
– NET… At home I am again alone…
And here I’m shock…. how does he look like a horror just!!!!
– Well… I think I will go…..
– Sasha!
-and I?
– I am… you to me… This.. Well, I am….Well, in general, let’s go to the cafe somehow?
– Of course Aznaur of course… And I went to dress. just left the university in front of me is Toyota Camry. The window opens:
– Sasha can now in a cafe?
– Can!
– Sit down!
– I don’t sit down to strangers… I’ll get two stops here on foot.
– Amazing you. Everyone sat down and you are… I respect Vainakh I will not force!
And I went on foot. I go and my heart is pounding. I have big problems with my heart. Something is jamming it. I go to the cafe… I open the door. Azem is already sitting happy. But… Something in the eyes became dark. I felt that I was falling and I hear Sasha!!!! and nothing more….
pain… Strong pain in the chest and head…. Open eyes – flour… I open it… Rather, I open it… OH MY GOD!!!! Who is this unshaven sitting at me??? And what he says???? Fuh… Azem…. reads a prayer on Ingush, I only hear inlac….
-Vakh allah she is alive! Thank you one Almighty!!!!
– Aznaur don’t scream so yes, my head hurts…
– Sorry, dear, dear… You just scared us all that way!!!
– AAA… Where I am?
– In cardiology…..
– What happened?
– The pressure of the pressure is cute. You even lost consciousness and attack of arrhythmia….
– tell me everything!
– You entered the cafe swayed and fell. I screamed and ran up! And you still don’t breathe! How you scared me!
– And mom and dad know?
– They did not get through to them….
– Do not ask…
– Fine.
– Azem… it seemed to me or when I was unconscious someone called me and said, not dying, I fell in love with you….
– Yes. I said that. I love you. I just watched you for a long time. and fell in love with the first year. But did not fit. The Ingush is proud…..
– I can’t forget you with the dining room. It seems to me that you are saturated with you every day…. Azem I love you…
-Sasha I love you for a long time…
He leaned over and kissed me. pain… Sharp pain and I’m disconnected…. I open my eyes my face wet…. I’m with my hand to my eyes dry (!)… I have no living place on Aznesur. He sat smiling and cried and kissed my face… ….
A week later, he took me to his home. I objected for a long time. but he said mine only my woman does not argue! – And I stopped resisting….
He prepared me. And he cared… At night, once again, my heart beat again with me. I got up and came to him (we slept in different rooms and he never touched me)… Aznaur heart! He jumped up and pressed his hand to my chest. I’m used to sleeping in panties.
– Where? Here?
– Yes….
His touch to his bare chest caused a hurricane of emotions in me. Do not believe, but your heart has calmed down right away!
-Azem?
-Mmm…Yes?
– It seems like…
– Yeah….
-Azem?
– Yes?….
– give me a hug….
He took me in his arms and pressed me tight…. I hugged him by his mighty neck… And I felt quiet timid kisses on my chest… And she turned her face to him and began to quietly kiss him quietly…
-ammmams…. Azem…. AAA… Mmmm….
– Sasha?
– Azem…..
– Tshshshsh… I love you…. Do you believe me?
– God sees yes!
– do you trust me?…. do you want it?……
– Azem… AAAAA!….. Shshsh… Yes….I love you…
He turned me in the direction of the laid out the sofa (he slept on it all this time, because I slept in his room)… put me and began to harass kisses! He mocked! Started from the lips ended with the bottom of the abdomen…. I hugged him and also kissed his shoulders, lips, back… everywhere! He took off my linen…. I looked into my eyes and saw only love and adoration.
-Sasha…. it’s not too late to stop….. I’ll understand everything…
-Azem I love you!!! and pressed against him wriggling… He sighed with relief … And entered me… I’m not a virgin. So it happened….. I screamed from pleasure. Push – aa!!! More – mmm…. more and more and more…. He was accelerated by the pace and I flew away somewhere…… I woke up, he downloaded me in his arms singing, keep my woman inzchllah…. Mother of my future children… I take care of my keeper and heal… Keep her inzhallah…. I was lying in his arms like a child listened to that he was sings and quietly… He saw this and gently wiped his tears from my cheeks. I pressed it to him and said in the ear: I love… my….. And only mine…..
Now I am in him in Ingushetia. He is the son of someone there. I am surrounded by luxury and care…. But all this is on the drum – Aznar is nearby and wears me in my arms. Sometimes I wear it). We have no children. But this is for now. We decided to live for myself so far. His parents carry me in their arms too. I am surrounded by love and care and answer the same. I love him. And every time we go to bed with Aznavour, he whispers to my ear: mine……
BUT! Girls! I came across this is my Aznar here!! I am azaur when he told me that his friend and his wife gets up to me…. Anal yelled and a lot of humiliating… He beats her…. I cried… And the Aznar shook me in his arms and swore Allah that he would never touch me… Girls Be careful my bunnies…..
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