Erotic stories. Top Ten. Vitaly Mushkin

From Apollo, she again jumped on my face. But these were no longer quiet tender caresses. They were wild races of a wild mare. With her hands she grabbed my head and pressed me to the groin with force. In this act all my face participated. And the tongue and lips and nose and chin, in short, everything. I could no longer breathe. My face was not wet, streams of liquid flowed from it. I did not know if I would stay alive. Although, it must be admitted, it was fucking sexy. Finally, the rider came to the finish. Stronger than before, pressing my head to his bosom (a little more and I would surely suffocated), she groaned wildly, even, rather, she screamed and began to shake in convulsions. It was really the finish. The Queen leaned back, on her back, leaving her bosom in front of my face, which was already oozing with desire and satisfaction. I, apparently, began to understand what my punishment would be. Lying a little on me and catching breath, the Queen got up and said: “Yes, my slave, I punish you. Today you do not finish. What am I doing this for? I want you to want me and come here again in a year. So that we can continue. Goodbye”. She kissed my extinct Apollo and jumped out of the room. I remained lying in a stupid pose with arms and legs tied to the bed. Unable to give yourself a glass of water. And unsatisfied…

      In the morning the maid came and unleashed me. I did not find any surprise in her eyes. At dinner, other people were sitting at our table. It was time for me to get ready to go home.

      Part 2

      The year flew by quickly. Immediately upon arrival home, I found my resort friends in social networks. We made friends (online) and exchanged messages and congratulations. It turned out that on the Internet Alla and Vika are as sociable as they are in real life. They had many friends, many photographs, on a couple of which I recognized myself. We communicated in the network as if there was nothing between us. At first I tried to hint Alle somehow to continue our last conversation at the hotel, but she somehow managed to pull me dry and we did not return to this conversation any more. Soon Vika and Alla told me about the date of departure for “our” resort, in “our” hotel. I also began to make out the trip. Our flights arrived on the same day. We should meet again at dinner. And now I’m flying on a plane. A pleasant melody flows from the headphones. My eyes are closed, I remember Alla, my Queen. This year I often recalled her. Naughty look of gray beautiful eyes. Her erotic, slightly girlish, forms. How good I was with you, Alla. But we were together only a few hours. Yes, I will avenge you. The plan of revenge has ripened for a long time. He was simple (like all ingenious). We come into contact, I quickly finish everything. Let him go unsatisfied. Let him run after me. And I’ll still break, and I hardly agree. In such pleasant dreams, I dozed off…

      For dinner, I ran with a big smile on my face, which came off after what I saw. At our table were not two, but three. The third was a middle-aged man. “This is Vadim, Alla’s husband,” Vika told me. Yes, it was a Bummer with a capital letter. Why did she not write to me that she was going to have a rest with her husband? I would not have gone to that fucking resort, but somewhere else. Well, if I’m already here, I’ll look for interesting girls and here, I will not hold on to this company. Although, they will still have to dine together.

      In the morning, after seeing this triple by the sea, I crossed to the other end of the beach. But soon Vika approached me: “Vitaly, let’s go to us. You’re scared of Vadik? He’s a great guy. " “He’s your dad?” “No,” Vika laughed. Reluctantly I trudged to them. Vadim was just as companionable as his wife and daughter’s wife. It was easy and convenient for all of us. I again (as then) went and brought all the ice cream. In the evening, at the concert, before sitting down, I long looked out for a resting contingent. My interest was made up of girls and young women. Suddenly, I was patted on the back of the shoulder. Alla said: “Let’s go sit down, over there.” And we sat next to the four of us. Maybe I should go and see Vika now? She stopped alone, apart from Mom and Dad. After the concert, I spent it to the number, but she did not let me inside, citing fatigue. I realized that there was absolutely nothing to catch here. I went to a night disco. But I did not stay there for 15 minutes. A deafening noise, some insane teenagers. It remains just to get drunk. I went to the night bar. In the bar, I did not meet a single free woman…

      In the morning I did not go to breakfast. After a night binge, there was no appetite. I lay on the bed in a complete depression. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I cried. Alla entered the door, alone. I rushed to her, we kissed. I tried to press her against me, catching her lips for a long kiss. But she pulled away. “Wait, not now.” I will not stay long, my husband is waiting. “She came to find out why I was not at breakfast. “Why did not you write to me?” I asked. “I could not, my husband could read.” – “Will we see each other?” I really want that. " “I want, too,” said Anna, “wait, we’ll think of something.” We kissed again. She shouted: “Be sure to come for dinner.” And she ran away. My mood rose. No, I did not come here for nothing. We will wait for the right moment. At dinner I was already cheerful and joked and laughed along with everyone.

      One day, swimming, we swam with Alla in the sea farthest. “Do you remember our first date here?” I asked. – “Of course I remember. I waited a whole year to repeat it. " – “Do you love your husband?” – “I love.” – “And I?” – “You are different.” “So you do not love me?” “I love you, you fool. Only not as a husband. " – “More or less?” – “In sex, I love you more. You always excite me, from our first meeting, as I saw you. " “But you did not serve the sight.” “I was not alone with my daughter. After all, then, I invited you on a date. " “Last night.” “Yes.” She laughed. We kissed. But there was nothing to lean on, and we were constantly drowning. They decided to sail to the shore, because Vadim and Vika could already worry. Alla’s closeness excited me. When will the moment of our meeting come?

      But the case was not presented. Alla told me that her husband does not let her go. Was this true? Probably.

      Once, on an evening bath Vadim touched with alcohol. He was sampled by local varieties of wine. No, he did not behave aggressively or very obscene, but we all felt somehow uncomfortable with him. It was the last day before we left. Tomorrow we leave. Finally swam in the sea, then Alla went to change her bathing suit into a booth for changing clothes. Vadik pawed after her. The bunk was not far from us and represented such a light structure, where the legs (up to the knees) and the heads of disguised ones were visible. So Alla went into the booth, began to change clothes. Vadik came to the booth, and Alla turned to him, displeased. He drew her to him, kisses her. Alla mows in embarrassment at us eyes. We sit on the sunbed with Vika and look at her (on them). They embrace, Vadim whispers something in her ear. “Persuades to have sex,” I think. After a while Alla kneels before him, but remembers herself, because her posture (on her knees, with a bare booty) immediately becomes visible to everyone. The priest disappears from the field of vision, but the head does not appear, so she sucks at him, bending in the belt. Vadim rolls his eyes from lust. On the beach it’s already getting dark, but Vika and I see Vadim’s face well. After a while, disheveled head and red face Alla. After that, the head and legs turn to the other side, from Vadim, and the head disappears again. Now she bends down and he has his wife from behind. This is confirmed by the movements of Vadim and Alla’s legs. They make small synchronous slopes forward. The fingers of their feet are simultaneously rhythmically pressed and pressed into the sand. Vadim looks down, probably on Alla’s bare ass. I got an erection. We sit with Vika shoulder to shoulder on a lounger and as enchanted look at the sexual scene of her relatives. Suddenly, her hand slides across my stomach and turns into my swimming trunks. I, in turn, run my hand into her panties. It’s already wet there. It seems that she took the sex scene close to her heart. But, sex in the booth seems to be over. Vadim had finished. His broad face turns purple, it seems that now he will be hit enough. Appears head Alla. Her tanned face, too, is crimson, probably from shame. They wear shorts, shorts and everything else. They leave the booth, she is embarrassed, Vadim shines like a copper basin. We are going home to the hotel. I think I already know where my arms are waiting