Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea. Sleepless sexual madness

Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea – Sleepless sexual madness

Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea – Sleepless sexual madness – When Veronica got home, her parents were still watching erotica.

Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea. Sleepless sexual madness

Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea – Sleepless sexual madness – When Veronica got home, her parents were still watching erotica. And, of course, neither father nor mother came out of their room ‑ they were quite satisfied with a few duty phrases, which they exchanged through the closed door.

‑ Nick, it’s late, go to bed! mother demanded.

‑ Okay, mom, I’ll take a shower, read and lie down, ‑ Veronica replied in the tone of an exemplary girl. She chuckled at herself in the mirror… the lips swollen from kisses, the disheveled hair, a dark spot of the left breast ‑ the careless Hickey left to it by Igor at parting…

It seemed to the girl that her skin itself held the spicy scent of male semen spilled on her, and the forbidden scent of her own love juices.

How fortunate that her mother did not see her.. And she could not even imagine can come than secretly engaged to her obedient and pure girl, right under the noses of absorbed each other and too relax under the southern sun parents.

Veronica glanced at her watch… five to twelve. Igor promised to come to her in half an hour, but not through the door, through the balcony, balconies as their “suites” were reported, and move from one to another with some skill could without difficulty.

Veronica liked to sleep in the loggia, on the wide sofa, and, before falling asleep, to admire the starry tent stretched over her head.

But today, having agreed on a love date under the nose of her parents, she decided to sleep in the room… unlike the loggia, there was excellent sound insulation, and the parent half of the daughter’s bedroom will not leak a single sound. In addition, Veronica’s room could be locked from both the balcony and the hallway.

All this was like an adventure novel, and Veronica thought for the first time that the tall and wide wardrobes were invented by wise people, and all the funny stories about “lovers in the closet” now seemed quite plausible.

Igor invited her to him, saying that no one will violate their privacy (his father was a twin single suites, and Alina had ever lived on another floor), but Veronica refused… mother, of course, will not break to her in the middle of the night, but standing in the toilet, can call through the door, and without receiving an answer, immediately raise the noise.

Veronica thought about all this while standing in the shower. Hot water flowed over her velvety skin, nice gentle tickling pink nipples and thighs.

Veronica took a shower gel from the shelf and splashed it on herself; she rubbed her palms over the thick, lilac-smelling liquid, and her fingers involuntarily reached for the bottom of her stomach, where her clitoris was swollen again with desire… she often used PH‑neutral gel ( and among expensive funds for baths almost all such) under Masturbation.

Sometimes even the feeling of wet and slippery gel running down her arm could excite her, but now, closing her eyes, she imagined Igor again and again, felt the touch of his hands and tongue, a little spicy, a special male, the smell of his hot skin. “My God, I’m crazy about what’s happening to me…”

With trembling hands, she turned off the water without wiping, threw on the wet body of a silk black shirt with thin straps ‑ light translucent fabric clung to her whole, it was a little unusual, but a pleasant feeling.

Veronica let her hair down on her shoulders and glanced at her reflection in the large, floor-to-ceiling mirror. She hardly recognized herself in this half-naked hetaera, with burning passion dark green eyes, full bright lips, ready for kisses, and excited nipples, boldly lifted the fabric of the silk shirt.

Veronica, stepping cautiously with his bare feet, went into the room and stopped near an open balcony; before the arrival of Igor was still fifteen minutes, but the impatient girl to see him was too great. Her body, from lips to vagina, was in complete agreement with her.

Fortunately, Igor also did not want to be alone with his desire for a long time, and even before the clock hands finished describing the remaining half-circle, he easily and completely silently jumped over the balcony wall. For a trained athlete’s body it was a trifling trick.

She rushed to meet him, he saw her half-naked body in the moonlight and involuntarily gasped, but Veronica, hugging him with one hand around the neck, the other clamped his mouth.

He began to kiss her small hand passionately, but as soon as she released his lips, they immediately slid down to her chest.

With his teeth ‑ since he was hugging her with both hands, holding her close ‑ he pulled off her shoulders unnecessary straps, so that it would be easy to release from the shirt both hemispheres of her elastic, perfectly formed Breasts.

From clothes to Igor were only jeans, and Veronica, a quiet passionate moans, bedspreads kisses his chest and abdomen, simultaneously caressing his excited cock through the rough fabric of jeans.

This amazing mixture of sensations, his hot breath, kisses, Frank hugs, which every second could grow into something more serious, gave rise to a sweet horror in the girl’s heart before what was happening, but at the same time she felt her body respond to every new touch, as the petals of her womb open towards a confident man’s hand, and..

Then, behind that wall are the parents and a strict mother who never sleep at night which could Wake up from, the needle fell on the carpet ‑ makes the heart of Veronica’s desperate to fight and to stand by each foreign sound, and hands and even nastier to caress Igor.

She still knew almost nothing about the nature of male sexuality, but Igor knew that can not long endure such pressure and just end up in a few minutes only from her passionate touch through clothing.

‑ Honey, wait, ‑ he gasped, barely whispering. ‑ Not so fast.

But Veronica, herself on the verge of orgasm, did not want to wait. She pushed the young man onto the sofa and, forcing him to spread his legs, knelt down.

He obeyed, because the night had just begun, and the situation when the recent modest woman completely took the initiative in a passionate love game was even more exciting. Piquancy was added by the fact that it was impossible to Express their emotions loudly.

And now Igor, when Veronica began to do Blowjob, had to suppress the moans in his chest, which was not easy, especially when her tireless and quickly accustomed to Blowjob tongue circled the head of the penis, then went down and touched the bridle, touching her like a string.

Leaning over her and almost burying his face in her luxurious hair, he stroked her shoulders, at times his hands covered her Breasts and began to gently massage her nipples, and then Veronica shuddered and moaned, because his touch to the nipples reacted not only her clitoris, but also crazy uterus.

Veronica wasn’t sure what was happening to her, but it seemed to her that she had already had an orgasm several times ‑ including from what she was doing.

Igor completely dissolved in the feeling of bliss, which brought him warm and moist lips of the girl, tirelessly caressing his cock.

‑ Yeah… So… Yes, Yes, oooooh! Still… YES!

Putting one hand on the back of her head and the other on her shoulder, he began to move toward her movements, almost without control, forgetting about caution. And Veronica, with difficulty coping with such pressure, with delight realized that she was simply fucked in the mouth…

To be more precise ‑ fuck, like the last bitch, and then the girl, for the first time mentally uttered such a “dirty” word in relation to herself and her lover, almost lost consciousness from how her vagina shrank sharply, and then pulsated with strong and deep, rhythmic contractions, as if trying to grab something, or Vice versa, push away.

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Of all the orgasms experienced before, it was the strongest ‑ “like a supernova outbreak.” Simultaneously, she heard a short low moan of Igor, and the next second hot tart liquid tremors began to fill her mouth; this time Veronica did not even swallow the sperm ‑ she drank it like Amrita, the divine drink of immortality, trying not to drop a drop.

For a few minutes they lay exhausted on the sofa, hugging tightly. The sky clearly favored the two lovers, because Veronica’s parents, despite all the noise made by the couple, did not deign to Wake up. Perhaps, this contributed to and joint evening TV video-erotica.

But rest of Igor and Veronica was short… very soon their bodies were claimed again. But this time they undressed completely and finally found themselves on a cool sheet, naked as Adam and eve.

For the first time Veronica felt the weight of a man’s body, and now she was not ashamed of the fact that men’s hands touch the most intimate places of her body.

But now Igor, extending hips girl, acting not only hand… its gorgeous and not fine the member concerned a naked head then pubes girls, the clitoris and the deployed petals of her lower lips, untouched vagina.

And each time it cost him great effort not to break in there one sharp movement, crushing the latest Bastion its chastity, not caring on prudence. But still the natural nobility was stronger than desire.

Veronica wanted him, but wasn’t ready to take him all the way; her vagina opened up to his tongue, willingly put up with his two fingers, but three fingers had already made her cry out in pain.

Igor understood that his cock would cause her great pain, and he didn’t want to hurt her. Moreover, the consequences of such visits would be much harder to hide from his observant parents.

They parted only at dawn, not closing their eyes for a minute during this beautiful southern night, and continued to meet secretly until the time when it was time for both of them to leave the Crimea.

Over time, Igor all‑taki became the first man in Veronica in the full sense of the word. But that’s another story.

Stories for adults: a Night in the Crimea. Sleepless sexual madness.

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