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And a member rhythmically moved in my mouth. – Ilonka! Your mouth is always on top. – I heard the voice of Vasya, breathing hard. – Now let’s try your girlfriend. Same for fucking. I let go of his penis, the strings of saliva reached out for him, now he was again in Yankee’s mouth. She also loves to suck, so she was not far behind me. Well, at least here she did not have to help, as with her studies. Now saliva was dripping from her mouth. The characteristic wheezing sounds were heard. I, then stroked the legs of the Yankee, then tried to get to her crotch, but also really nothing worked. We were wearing too many clothes. I could feel her heart beating. I admired how a member standing with a stake easily penetrates and hides in her beautiful mouth. It turned me on so much. I wanted to rip off all her clothes and caress her breasts, stroke her crotch. My panties were already soaked through, the clitoris and demanded caress. Again I shuddered all over with excitement. Hands trembled a little too. Vasya began to drive the penis into Yankee’s mouth more and more, it was clear that a few more movements and he would be discharged to her right there. He grabbed her head with his hands, pulled her tightly to him. It seemed to me that I saw how a member slipped into her throat and how it pulsates. Yanka became all red, tears flowed from her eyes. She even tried to push him away from her. But he held her tight. She just hoarsely tried to grab the air. Saliva and semen flowed from the edges of his mouth. I put my hand so that it would not drip on her sweater and leave stains there. Vasya let go of her head. Ana fell on the floor with her booty and tried to swallow saliva and sperm. Grabbed the air. I saw her nostrils flare. There is some semen left in the hand. I immediately ran my tongue over it. The taste of the seed was felt in my mouth. Yanka has already become a normal color. She sat and breathed hard. There was still semen on the lips. Vasya turned to me and poked me with his already limp penis. A drop of semen hung on it. I gathered it with my tongue. She covered it with sponges and collected the remains from the head. Then the phone started ringing in his pants down. I released his cock from my mouth. He bent down and began looking for him in his pants pockets. He took it out and answered the call. And in the meantime I was admiring Yanka. Excitement took over. I crawled over to her and we started kissing. Our lips began to slide, squeeze each other. Fast and intense. I collected the rest of the semen from her face. And we again merged in a kiss. Now the tongues were already spinning around each other. I did not pay much attention to Vasya and his conversation on the phone. I wanted to enjoy my friend, make her nice and finish myself. We lightly stroked each other and kissed sweetly. I could feel her hot and fast breathing. The tongues rubbed so gently, we sucked them with sponges. Moved from mouth to mouth. It seemed to me that not only panties, but also tights were soaked through. I had already forgotten that Vasya was watching us. I hardly listened to his conversation, but completely surrendered to passion and lust. – I knew Ilona that you were a slut! But your girlfriend is the same slut. – Vasya said with some pauses. – Now my friend Taras will drop by. Do you want some more to fuck? Somehow I didnΠ²Π‚β„’t immediately understand his question. We stopped kissing. I just turned my head in his direction, didn’t really hear the question and looked at him. He apparently realized that at that moment we had no time for him and repeated it. – Would you like to ask more to fuck? – Yes! – We answered almost at the same time, and even giggled at such synchronicity. – Although you didnΠ²Π‚β„’t have to ask.- he said and sighed, began to pull on his underpants with pants. – Wait a minute, I’ll be right back. Vasya left the room. I looked at the excited Yanka again. She leaned in her direction. When I moved, I felt that my entire crotch was wet with grease, and if there were no tights, then everything would flow down my legs. We began kissing tenderly again. I touched her lips. To her cheeks, she kissed me too. She tried to run her hand under her jacket, but the T-shirt prevented her from reaching my breasts and papillae. I was so hot. In places, beads of sweat rolled over my body. The whole crotch was in grease. In some places I smeared my jeans, but this did not bother me at that moment. The door to the room opened. Vasya came in and gestured to us his friend Taras, a tall, thin guy who looked about 20 years old with short black hair, he was wearing some kind of jacket and jeans. He looked at us so appraisingly. – Taras! Look what kind of nipple I fitted you. I’ve finished with them once. – the last words sounded with some pride. – But they like licking it, the bitches want to finish themselves. – Oh yeah. You can see how they blushed. – the eyes of Taras, and ran between us sitting on the floor. – Why aren’t they naked yet? – So they just sucked me. Well, I put them in my mouth too. – Vasya specified and again began to unfasten his belt. – Well, then let’s fuck them in other holes. They are still those whores! What are you frozen! Shoot everything to the waist! And we will prepare a place here. Taras threw off his jacket. The guys shifted the packs of newspapers so that you could stand on them and put your hands on another higher pack. I got up off the floor and pulled off my jacket. I was very hot. Coolness immediately seized the body. It shuddered. She took off her boots. Yanka fiddled with laces. I started to pull off my tights. First to the knees, then to the left leg, and then to the right. – Why are they dressed so warmly? – I heard Taras’s question and noticed his lascivious look on me. – So they distributed it all to the people. – Vasya said and gestured to the materials lying around. – It’s cold to stand in the tent, the weather is so-so. The guys had already freed themselves from their pants and were only waiting for us. I have already pulled off my completely wet panties. My entire crotch just glistened with grease. the lips were swollen, the clitoris stood out. I shuddered again with excitement. I clearly saw how they looked at me. Examined my legs, admired the crotch. Yanka has already freed herself from her clothes. Her pussy and beckoned, and shone from her juices no less than mine. – You see how they flow! I told you that these are two sluts. And you have arranged that they will not give us. They themselves would have asked us more. – Vasya said quickly with such pleasure. – Come here. I just noticed a wide smile on Taras’s face. We crossed the cold concrete floor to the guys. I went up to Vasya. He pulled me to him so that his penis rested against my tummy. It throbbed so nicely. He started stroking. My naked ass. Climb higher on the sweaty back. I began to breathe deeply. She shuddered again with excitement. A drop of grease ran down the stem. Vasya’s warm hands crumpled my body. Taras stood nearby and caressed the half-naked Yanka in the same way. I only caught a glimpse of them. Vasya’s fingers slipped into my crotch. he began to smear my secretions on my legs and buttocks. – It seems to me that now you are flowing more than at school? – Vasya asked quietly in my ear. – You were a lustful whore then, and now you are even bigger? Do you remember how we take you? I didn’t answer. She just smiled broadly and nodded her head. Vasya squeezed my ass tightly. He began to crumple it, lightly stroke the back, on the buttocks. His hands smoothly stroke my skin. Another wave of excitement went through my body, I shuddered again. Vasya once again smiled and kissed my ear and neck. I could feel his rapid breathing. His penis and rested me in the tummy and became even larger. I slipped my fingers under the elastic of my panties and pulled them down, and they easily fell onto the newspapers. The Yanka was already on her knees, and sucked Taras’s cock in full.I heard the characteristic sounds well, which also added excitement. Vasya tried to massage my breasts through a T-shirt and bodice. The papillae rubbed so nicely. I even started moaning. Taras enjoyed the sweet mouth of the Yankee, he somehow moaned so interestingly. Vasya’s finger pressed lightly on the ring of the anus and penetrated inside. Then another finger was added there, he pressed lightly, and they penetrated into me. The intestines wrapped tightly around them. He twisted them slightly, took them out and put them back again, causing me to light moans. I just breathed deeply. Yanka chomped her mouth on Taras’s penis. Vasya turned me back to him. Now his penis is already rested against my back. At first, his hands were on my chest, but then they smoothly moved to the tummy, and then to the clitoris. It was very wet and hot there. Now he started rubbing my clitoris. The groans grew louder. Strong impulses of pleasure in a continuous stream rushed through the body to the brain. I just arched with pleasure. Now I have already clearly seen how the Yankee’s mouth works, how the member is completely immersed in it. It looked so beautiful. That yes I wanted to get a member in my lustful mouth. But Vasya did not stop massaging my clitoris, he caressed it so quickly. I already closed my eyes for moments and moaned loudly. The breathing became deeper and deeper. I was already on the verge of orgasm, it even seemed to me that his penis was rubbing against my back and ass. The fingers moved from the clitoris to the lips, did not penetrate deeply into me and again returned to the clitoris, which just wanted to continue the caress. Then I took a deep breath. It seemed to me that even my legs began to shake and a strong wave of orgasm swept over my body. I was shaking all over, and if Vasya did not hold me, I would definitely fall on this sheaf of newspapers. My holes throbbed. I relaxed all over. It felt so good. The euphoria of pleasure took possession of my brain. Vasya bent me down and put me on his tummy and chest on a stack of newspapers. It seemed to me that even my legs were hanging. I shuddered for moments. I was somewhere far away. I faintly felt how several of his fingers penetrated my holes, how they fucked them. Gradually, feelings began to return and light moans flew from my lips again. Yanka was also placed next to me. I could hear the slaps of their bodies well, the groans of the Yankees began to mix with mine. These stacks of newspapers began to shake so much that it seemed to me that they were about to fall apart. You could hear the rumpled and rustle of newsprint from our movements. – Vasya! I didn’t know that you have such sluts? – breathing hard and with pauses uttered Taras, without stopping his movements. – It must be shared with friends! – So I share with you. – Vasya said and slapped me on the butt. – Ilonka will now take care of your ass. Are you ready? I took a deep breath and only nodded in agreement. Although it was a formality. I felt how his penis rested against my ass. In this position, I did not reach the floor or newspapers to be more precise, he himself tried to spread my ass wider with his hands. He began to press. The hole offered almost no resistance and easily let him in. I took another deep breath. Only slight discomfort was felt. The member sank smoothly into my insides. I just breathed deeply. The slight pain that slipped through immediately passed quickly. As soon as the newspapers were shaking, it seemed that I was about to topple over. My intestine tightly wrapped around Vasya’s penis. He didnΠ²Π‚β„’t slap my bottom hard again. Yanka started moaning so loudly that it seemed to me that she was already on the verge of orgasm. Then she grabbed the newspapers so that they broke with a characteristic sound. There was some kind of screaming and wheezing. I saw her beautiful tanned body shaking in orgasm. Vasya began to move slightly in my intestine. I somehow mechanically tried to wave at him, but in this position it did not work, only the papillae rubbed in the bodice. Vasya leaned more in my direction and began to gradually increase the order. I felt well how his penis rubs against the walls of the intestine, how it slides inside me. Drops of grease rolled down the legs.I wanted to reach out to the clitoris and rub it, but this again failed. Only the legs swayed strangely from such movements. Then Taras clung to Yanka and also began to finish. The neighboring couple fell silent. Now I was moaning, and the slaps of our bodies scattered across the large warehouse room. I tried to stick to the newspapers with my hands, and it seemed to me that this construction was very unreliable, and we could fall down. The rustle of paper mingled with my moans and body slaps. Moments member fell out of the priests and there was such an emptiness. But it did not last long, and he again returned to me filling my ass. Taras got up and left the Yankee, and she lay there relaxed and looked at me. I saw her lustful look on me. But our gazes didnΠ²Π‚β„’t manage to meet. From Vasya’s thrusts, I kept swaying. It seemed to me that the member was so hard that now it will pierce my insides. Vasya made a few more strong jerks and pressed against me. I felt his cock begin to throb, spewing hot cum into my gut. It filled the insides so nicely. Spilled some kind of warmth inside me. I just heard him breathe deeply and quickly. His warm hand began stroking my ass and back. – Ilonka! Your ass is just lovely. – gasping for air with pauses he said. – If I could, I fucked her without interruption. I just smiled at such a compliment and lay on these newspapers. Vasya stroked me. I began to feel how the member in my ass began to shrink and soften. He reached out and pulled out of me pulled the strings of semen. Several droplets immediately flowed out and flowed down the legs. – Oh, how you stretched it! – I heard the voice of Taras and the rustle of paper nearby. – What a hole she has there. All the insides are visible. Some kind of shiver went through my body. I shuddered again with excitement. The ass began to close and squeeze out droplets of sperm from itself. Which dripped and mixed with my grease and dripped in places on the faces of politicians on the newspapers. I reached out my hand. Yanka handed me hers. We joined hands. Now our gazes have met. She smiled at me and I smiled at her. We admired each other. I only felt the droplets of sperm flow down the leg again. I so wanted to kiss her again, lick the sperm off her and kiss again, although I really didn’t see where Taras finished her. – Would you like to try Ilona Taras? – I heard Vasya’s proposals and again the rustle of newspapers. – And I’ll try her friend. She’s a sweet bitch too! – Of course I’ll try! – Cheerfully said Taras and came up to me and put his hand on the ass and gently lowered it into the crotch. – From the sight of her priests, I got up again! I felt his fingers rubbing semen and my juices down my crotch. They easily penetrated both the ass and the pussy. I shuddered all over again. A new wave of excitement began to sweep over my body. Breathing quickened again. Vasya started fiddling with Yanka, I had to let go of her hand. Taras took care of my hot lustful body. I breathed deeply again, I had several of his fingers. They penetrated first into the ass, then into the pussy. Nicely rubbed inside me. They made moans of pleasure escape from my mouth. Then Yanka began to moan. We moaned together, separately, then together again. All these sounds echoed and spread across the room. – Can I cum inside you? – I heard Taras’s question at my ear. – In the ass? – I clarified and tried to look at him, but it was not convenient to turn my head back in this position. – In the ass you have already finished. I don’t want to go there. – Taras said with some displeasure in his voice. – Want in your pussy? Can? – Not. – I objected and even shook my head. – It was still not enough to fly. I have an elastic band in my purse. Take and fuck me then calmly. I just heard Taras sigh. His fingers came out of me. Rustle of paper again. – Is that your bag? – Taras asked and showed me the bag. He didn’t take mine. I shook my head. Then he took mine. I began to look for the thing we needed among the heap of pens. It didn’t last long.And Vasya has already settled down to Yana and began to slowly fuck her. On my suspicions, he entered her ass. Yanka began to moan louder and a beautiful grimace began to appear on her face. I looked at how Taras puts on a condom. His penis was in size, like Vasya’s, maybe a little smaller. From a distance, I could not see the details, and it was not so convenient to look at the floor lying down. The newspapers swayed again with renewed vigor. I felt well how the lubricant and sperm were flowing down my legs. Yanka moaned loudly again. Taras came back and settled down behind me. His hands began to slide over my body. He spread my ass again. Probably admired my wet crotch and sperm flowing from the priests. I just breathed deeply. I was a little tired of lying on the newspapers like that, I wanted to turn around somehow. But then I felt the member of Taras leaning against my lips and almost immediately entered me easily, causing almost immediately moans. The walls of the vagina clasped his penis, I felt well how he began to move in me. The groans gradually got louder and louder, now they mingled with the Yankee groans. The slaps of bodies began to be heard, and the squelching of my current hole, all this was accompanied by some kind of rustling of paper. It seemed to me that now everything was swaying much more than when Vasya was fucking me. But my thoughts were far away. Impulses of pleasure rushed to my brain forcing moans of pleasure escaping my lips. It was good, I felt the approach of orgasm. Taras fucked my hole sweepingly, driving his penis into me to the full length. It happened that the member fell out and out of the holes, so I wanted it to take its place in it. It didnΠ²Π‚β„’t have to wait long. Again the spanking and my moans resumed. It got a little hot, the nipples rubbed against the cups, adding additional sensations. I closed my eyes, and another wave of orgasm took possession of my body. I was trembling with moans and some other sounds. My holes throbbed. Taras evidently understood that I was finishing and accelerated so much that it seemed to me that it was not a man, but a machine. Everything was sloshing in my pussy. I didn’t even understand the roofing felts at once the second wave rolled over me. I already failed. And all sweating Taras fell on me. I didn’t hear anything. It seemed to me that I generally fly in the clouds, overwhelmed by euphoria. Only the weight of Taras reminded of itself a little. He was whispering in my ear, but I could hardly understand it. It even seemed that the groans of the Yankee, who was next to me, came from afar. I just shuddered. The holes throbbed, and I still had a member of Taras. – There is! What is happening there! – we heard a shout outside the door, pulling the handle and attempts to open the door. – Who’s there? Open up! I’m going to call the police now! I was still weak in my mind. I felt that Taras’s cock came out of me and pulled some of my lubricant with it. I just lay there. I wanted to rest. There was no desire to get up anywhere. It felt so good. Vasya began to bother me. – Ilona! Ilonka! He shouted and shook me by the shoulders. – Come on, the guard will be back now. Get ready quickly. Only then did something start to reach me. I started to try to get up, but my body didn’t listen to me well. I got to my feet, they were shaking. It seemed to me that I was swaying from side to side. A light coolness swept over the tummy. The whole crotch was wet. The sperm on my legs and face dried out in places and it was not so pleasant to move. The guys dressed convulsively. Yanka wiped her crotch with a newspaper, I pulled one out of the pack and also tried to wipe it at myself. But the newspaper did it very badly. – Ilona! Come quickly! – Vasya shouted to me again and was already fastening his belt. – Go get dressed. It was not enough that he would have caught you here almost naked. I somehow got down to my things. Legs still did not obey normally, holes pleasantly reminded of themselves after good sex. There was no time to put on tights. I poked them into the bag. Yanka has already pulled on her jeans. I wanted to put on my jeans, but I couldn’t stand on one leg. Taras came up and held me. I put it on my left leg, then on my right.Although the crotch was still wet. Panties, I did not notice where they went. It turned out to put on the jacket faster. Taras helped me put on my boots again. Vasya, meanwhile, was opening the door. I put a hat on my crumpled hair. She wiped her lips and face with her hand. I don’t know what I had on my face. There was no time to really clean myself up. – Girls! You are ready? – I heard Vasya’s question again. – Yeah almost. – I answered and put on a jacket. – Let’s run then. – Taras urged us on and stood at the door himself. We grabbed our bags, bags. It was not comfortable to move. I felt the remnants of the seed still stand out from the priests. Damn, another stain will be like I’ll go then, scrolled in my head. There was no one in the corridor yet. We quickly ran again through the dark and empty corridors. Lucky we didn’t get caught. We went outside. Cool evening air swept over the body. It got a little easier. It was already completely dark. And we didn’t even notice that. I found some wet wipes in my purse and began to wipe my face and lips. Yanka wiped her face too. There were almost no passers-by. It seemed to me that everyone was looking at us, but people were in a hurry about their business. She took off her hat and koke-like untangled hair. The guys watched us and chuckled. From the outside, this procedure looked exactly ridiculous. For a couple of minutes, the cooks got themselves in order. The guys offered to take us to the hostel. In this form, it was still impossible to go to the store. We slowly moved along the streets of the evening city towards the direction of our hostel. We were having some kind of neutral conversation. The guys were telling some jokes and stories. We giggled to ourselves. From the outside they did not say anything that they recently fucked us. Only our appearance and holes reminded of this. I would be glad if you liked my story. Write your wishes, remarks and comments. A pretty boy, only completely green. He will go somewhere to the toilet and give work to his hands. Sorry, my friend, I am not going to share this woman with anyone. , Again over the past four years, I was able to resume swimming without panties only last summer. Somehow it so happened that the routine dragged on and in recent years, not only could I not be bothered, but I did not even have to swim in the summer. The last time in 1998, my friend and I, before my departure to Russia from Kazakhstan, decided to go out into the mountains goodbye. I spent more than one summer in these mountains while I was a kid. Last time, on a beautiful sunny day, we crossed the ridge from one gorge to another. On the deserted mountain paths, one could walk without fear of being caught, absorbing the mountain air, wind and sun with the entire surface of the body, as once in childhood we did this with my friends from the athletics section. Then it was harmless, it is believed that children are forgivable. Now this has to be done secretly, because the perception of nudism in society is still difficult.Especially in places remote from the city, I do not go, as there is no suitable company. Sometimes, when I drive home from work, I stop at the city’s quarries and do it so that I don’t suddenly get caught by accident. Very often I thought that this was my mental disorder, until I found a lot of information on the Internet about nudism and naturism. It turned out that for a very large circle of people this is a lifestyle. Whole families live their free time together in the nude style. And, in general, what’s so special about it. All my own experience shows that all people, regardless of gender, like to be naked. Here are examples from recent years. In 2001 I went to an international youth camp in Estonia. The organizers rented a small farm on the island of Saaremaa. In the program, the representatives of the Baltic countries on the very first day of their stay had to make a presentation of their countries. In addition to national dishes, songs and dances, the presentation of national drinks was obligatory. After testing the Polish “Gzhelka”, the people in turn poured into the bathhouse. Girls and guys steamed together, but, of course, without completely undressing. At first, everyone behaved quite modestly, and when the Russians offered to test their national drink, the roofs of many foreigners present began to tear down. By midnight, when the girls seemed to have left the bath, we all took off our panties. Some of the Lithuanians went from the bathhouse to sleep, without dressing, right across the courtyard, where, to loud music, people would break away, dancing and having fun. We were sitting in the steam room, amusing ourselves with stories, when suddenly the door opened and a blond Lithuanian woman wrapped in a towel slipped into our men’s company. Our sight, apparently, touched her a little, but did not frighten her. After a moment’s pause, she sat down next to me. It is interesting that the boys, distracted by no more than that second when there was a pause, soon returned to the topic of the conversation, forgetting about the unexpected guest. It was difficult for me to do this, since she was sitting next to me. I remembered that during the day our views intersected with her more than once, so I decided not to waste time. While everyone was engrossed in conversations, I, asking her permission, began to massage in the semi-darkness of the steam room. Moving to the cherished places, I undoubtedly gave her pleasure. I sat behind her, my body tightly pressed against her back. She could not help but feel my erect penis. Frankly, it was very nice. Since it was far past midnight, the boys slowly began to leave the cooling steam room. When the cold Baltic rain began to fall in the yard, everyone fled to their houses. My new friend and I went out into the yard. For those who have never tried it, I strongly recommend that you experience what it means to walk completely naked after a bath in the cold rain. .

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