My fantasies. To love
The cold foggy night. I sat in a cold car and started the engine.I was not able to sleep today. When he hugged me satisfied with one hand and whispered that he loves and peacefully breathed heavily, I did not want to sleep. He wanted us to arrange a romance, and the room lit some candles. With them the November night and did not seem so bleak.I stared at the ceiling, feeling his hand on his chest - and the thought of another man entirely. Half of the fourth-morning. Of course, this is madness. But it is precisely for such folly, I fell in love with you, and when-to.Mashina rapidly warmed. -I looked in the mirror. Well, a little tired. But damn good. Well, I managed to take a shower.Do you - your bar, you're very often standing behind the counter. Clients that happens, sat up nights - this is just like you. Long coarse hair combed back, a black T-shirt, strong hands .. How I love to feel them in your hair, love it when you hold me, hold his hand on the back, you put it on my lower back ..I was going to see you and remember how we met: I was 17, your 26, you danced with me in the fun while Hard Rock Cafe, and then, hugging me, a little drunk, drove to look at the house of Margaret in one of the Arbat lanes, I took shoes and went barefoot, and you're squeezing my flexible slender body, long talked about the country .. June nights are short and light, and here we are on a deserted boulevard, you sit on the bench, I'm a fun climb on you, sit down to your lap top .. You're holding tight my waist, I laugh, I want to kiss you .. But do not you let me do this, touch a finger to my lips, stroking the face, neck, and I feel like it all - the silhouettes of the trees, the black night sky, the singing of nightingales, your hand on my waist, a light chill on the shoulder - all frozen, and there is no yesterday and tomorrow, there is only one eternal and beautiful moment - and it's called "love."We kissed long and passionately, I held you by the neck and shoulders, patted on the back, enjoying the touch of yours .. We caught the car, come to your house, getting tangled in the garb of undressed each other, and for some reason stopped. I looked at your sturdy body, stroking his chest, his neck .. I kissed you and said softly in his ear: "I want you to be first." I well remember the details. I remember when you undress me, as surely and slowly unbuttons her bra hooks as admiring my frail shoulders ..I remember when you kiss my nipples and I'm a little unsure of what all this - indeed, I stroke your hair and throws her head back .. I remember when I was curled up in your body, this stranger, this beauty. As choking with passion and excitement - and how confident you kiss me just above her panties and go down them on my hips. How I longed to be quickly and sharply - but you're not in a hurry, catching my every breath, every movement of the body .. I remember that when you parted my lips with your fingers and slowly ran his tongue between them .. I remember my first orgasm at a time when you cherry sucking my clit .. As I gripped the sheets, but you smartly parted my legs a little wider, lay on top of me, held back by the waist .. It was not painful - but scary, and how the next moment you kissed me ..How nice to be a woman, I thought. As is well loved.I remember you scratched on the back, as a wound under you, as I liked to feel you inside .. I remember when I was moaning loudly as the buckle, as my whole body shook from the most powerful orgasm - and I remember your cum in her thigh and abdomen.We fell asleep in an embrace, I quietly whispered your name - and you sleep tight pressed me to her.I do not know whether there was even one girl is so happy in my first night.But the charm of the first meetings held, as the taste of young wine gives a crack - by the autumn, when I went to university, our love affair ended. I'm not crying for you lila - I cried for a bygone age. But fate would not let us away from each other. I met you at the concerts of our favorite bands, the two times we crossed at the airport .. Moscow - a surprisingly small town. Then it's time to facebook, and if you want to watch each other from afar would be very convenient .. If one did not you call me and did not call on the boulevard to hear the nightingales. I was 22, 31 you, we told each other all my life, laughing at my neudalymi lovers, secretaries discussed the manner of your (you then have worked in a rich company), I tried on your glasses, you amuse me with some crazy stories ..We kissed on the boulevard, kissing in a taxi, I took off your shirt in the elevator ..You have a house, I snapped you on the bed, pulled off her clothes and quickly climbed on top. I used to not let the initiative of its well-kept little hands - and skillful movements undid your jeans, lowered it, got your cock. Caressed his pen, licked the head, sucked it into her mouth .. Sure sucked deeper, more rhythmically .. She felt, as a member hardens, it becomes more in my mouth. With every movement of his lips I'm more excited, I liked how you put a hand on my head, like your sudden movements toward my mouth, I tried to take a member of the deeper, I wanted so much to your good .. I have heard your cries, you wanker, licking balls, gently sucking them ..Then he would sit on the penis, but you turned me sharply on the back, shoulders pinned to the bed - and again I felt like a little insecure girl. I was the first time in many years, did not want to prove anything, I just allowed myself to be myself, to enjoy thy caresses, to feel you inside - and entirely given to pleasure. You are strongly pulled off my panties and went quickly, perhaps even rude - but it was perfect! I squirmed in your hands, the whole world has shrunk into a grain of sand around the bottom of my stomach - that then explode into millions of sparks. I do not know if I ever try out again, such a strong orgasm. Then you turned my stomach, put a pillow under the thighs .. I remember when you are pressed to the bed, my hands, I remember your hot breath .. Yeah, you know that I love.And the next morning, lying in your bed, I felt that here it is, happiness - I was happy with you, and do not want to go anywhere. But this time we were not destined to be together - your pregnant girlfriend, my successful interview at the company's steep, your young business, my ambitious plans to conquer the heart of giving high official under the strife .. All this was quickly passing, a friend had an abortion, I soon realized that I could not work in this ant hill, you sold the partners share in the company, an official with Rublevki sensed something was wrong and flew to London .. We are with you through time congratulating each other on holidays, and every time I hear something in your voice and favorite native - and each time she wanted and could not tell you, perhaps, was the best man in my life.Four o'clock in the morning. I brake the car at the door of the bar: it seems I was lucky, the light is not lit, but the door is not locked. I went inside, ringing the bell on the door. You come out of the store room, a black shirt, long coarse hair combed back .. You can not change. You look at me, I hastily put on a raincoat, a slightly disheveled hair, his eyes full of hope.Love does not need words. We slowly approached each other, you ran his hands over my body from the hips to the chest, threw a light raincoat on the floor .. I hugged you, stood up on tiptoe to kiss your lips .. We pulled like a magnet to each other. We passionately, passionately kissing, you knocked me back on the table, I pulled off your shirt, scratched on the back, you pulled my skirt, stroking the thigh stockings, squeezing my breasts through the thin fabric ..You undid his pants, I am helping you, pushed her panties aside and spread her legs even wider .. You came at me fast and a little rough, I screamed, arched .. You're standing in front of me and fucked me fast, I twine your torso down, you supported me by the hips .. We could easily see through the glass window of the bar, but we are not interested. Thou hast set my feet on his shoulders, while continuing to drive the deep in me a member .. I felt like you to spank me on the buttocks, writhing in your hands ..You pulled my jacket to look at the beat of your kolyshaschiesya movements of the chest, I moved her hips to meet you, trying as far as possible to take your cock into their fold .. A few more self-assured, quick movements - and I struggled in the throes of orgasm, sweet, I knew you'd love to look at me when I finish .. You took the cock out of me and almost threw me off the table onto the floor - I quickly got on her knees, grabbed your cock handle, wet and sucked the hot head, deeper .. You have finished a long time, stroking my hair, not pulling a member from her mouth, not letting lose a drop of sperm.We will not go to sleep - and our whole life would be happier in the morning. This time I will not let anything stop us.