“My father constantly fucks me and his dick is the same, if not more, at first it hurt, but now I’m used to it.”
New awesome feeling
My name is Natasha. I am twenty years old. I consider myself pretty cute. Brunette, meter sixty-eight, with a good figure and breasts of the second size. I date young people and have never noticed a lesbian inclination in me. But there's a first time for everything...
Late one evening I was on the subway from friends. I live at the end. There was no one left in the car at one of the stations. And the next one was just one woman. There were, as you understand, a lot of seats in the car, but she sat opposite. In her hand she had a bag of juice with a straw, and she periodically applied to it. We started looking at each other from time to time. She was about forty, maybe a little more. Although she looked about thirty-eight. She was dressed decently enough, good makeup. I thought that she earns decently, and what does she do in the subway? If she drank, she could take a taxi. And indeed, looking closer, I noticed that her eyes were shining. She drank something. For sure. But today I was not sinless either - with friends I drank at least one hundred grams of vodka, and my mood was upbeat and somehow playful.
And suddenly I wanted sex, and some unusual. And then thoughts began to visit me that this lady was flirting with me, etc. I began to imagine all this, and I thought that if she really turned to me now, then I would finish. I was distracted from these thoughts by people who entered the car at one of the stations, and the next one was the final one, and we began to get off.
Leaving the car, my neighbor accidentally touched me with her hand and spilled a little juice on my T-shirt; immediately began to apologize. I said no big deal and all that. Some kind of conversation began to start about nothing, and I began to understand that this was no accident. We both wanted it, so it seemed to me.
She asked why such a young and beautiful (immediately hidden compliment) girl rides the subway so late, and even alone. Does she really not have a boyfriend to take home, etc. I had boyfriends, but this time I decided that this was some kind of chance to learn something new and it’s better not to mention guys. And I answered that I don’t have a boyfriend, and in general they don’t interest me. Gradually, after the conversation, we left the subway. Finally we got to know each other. My new friend called herself Daria. With women of this age, I only talk to you and by name and patronymic. I asked her patronymic, she laughed, said: “Daria Nikolaevna, but please call me Dasha and you, otherwise Daria Nikolaevna makes me old.” I smiled and agreed. Am I in a hurry to go home now, and if there is time, we would sit in some cafe, and then we would take a taxi - I would take you home, Daria said. I answered that my parents no longer worry about me - I’m already an adult, when I come, then I’ll come.
She seemed to be delighted, and we went, chatting as we went, to look for open places. One thing we didn't like was that it was too noisy, but we wanted something quieter. Another has already closed. Some kind of inconsistency with the cafe today, Dasha said disappointedly. What to do. “Listen Natalie, do you mind coming to me. Let's take in the store of wine, fruit. Go here for five minutes. And then I'll call you a taxi. BUT?" This is it, I thought. Perhaps this is fate. And she said she didn't mind. We went to a small market. "Natasha, did you drink today?" my new friend asked. “Yes, some vodka, I had a meeting with friends today.” “Then we won’t interfere so that the head doesn’t hurt,” Dasha answered smiling. She bought expensive vodka, took juice and a bunch of different fruits. At the checkout, I said that I had nothing at all, but Daria said that it was nonsense, they say she treats, and if anything, then we’ll settle down. At the same time she winked and laughed. I probably blushed.
Thoughts flashed through my head, what am I doing, what will happen next, how it will be, whether it will be pleasure or disappointment. It's one thing when you've had a drink, and quite another if you would do the same thing sober. With purchases, we left the store and moved towards her house. On the way, Dasha said that today she also drank a little, but at work. “We sat in close company. Some martinis. Today was a hard day, but it ends great, ”Dasha said looking at me. She really lived nearby. The house is not the newest, but the entrance was surprisingly clean, and her apartment stunned me. Huge, as for me for one person, three-room, with expensive furniture, parquet, modern appliances. “I don’t come home often, I don’t have time to clean, so I hired a woman to clean - I love cleanliness, and someone has to water the flowers,” my new friend explained. “Don't be shy, Natasha, come in. If it's easy, cut the fruit, and I'll jump in the shower for a while. I nodded and went to the kitchen to wash oranges and bananas. About ten minutes later Daria appeared in a dressing gown with wet hair. Even without makeup, she looked classy and sexy. How I wanted her, but I could not take the initiative or was afraid. It's getting there anyway, I thought. Daria took the bottle, took out glasses and glasses. She poured vodka into glasses, juice into glasses. “Well, come on, Natasha, for the acquaintance!” “For acquaintance,” we clinked glasses and drank.
We chatted a little about my studies at the university, about her work. Turns out she's the CEO of a pretty decent furniture company. Even I heard about it. She doesn't have a husband. All work takes. So we moved on to personal life. I said that I had boyfriends, but now I don’t. “Somehow they became boring to me,” I deliberately lied, I wanted to see her reaction. “Yeah, they don’t interest me either. I am much more satisfied with communication with my gender. It seems to me that in love women are more tender and skillful. What do you think?" I shrugged. “Or maybe you don’t think, but you know?” Dasha laughed. I laughed and blushed too. “Tell me, Natasha, have you ever kissed a friend or even a woman? Here I am. It's quite an unusual feeling, especially for the first time." "I haven't tried it yet." "Is there such a desire?" There was already fog in the head from the drunk, it was wet between the legs. How I wanted it at that moment. I wanted to bite into her lips without talking. I said that everything in life should be tried.
"Catch you up on that!" Daria said with a smile. She moved closer to me, took my face in her hands and kissed me. At first it was easy, then we sucked hard. The robe on Daria opened up, and I saw beautiful breasts with small dark nipples. She began to pull off my T-shirt, bra. We fell on the couch while kissing. I was leaking, my underpants were literally soaked. Dasha took off her dressing gown - she didn’t have panties. And then I saw that between her legs she was almost not shaved. It looked bewitching. Personally, I shave my pussy completely, and I never liked "hairy". But now it looked great and extremely exciting. At this time, Dasha's hands were pulling off my jeans and thong. “You are so wet, kitten, I will make you feel good,” my friend whispered kissing my ear. She sank down between my legs and began to lick everything: thighs, lips, clitoris. Opening her lips with her fingers, she stuck her tongue inside and began to lick my juices from the inside. I finished almost immediately. Daria licked everything to the last drop. She returned to kissing. I could taste my secretions on her lips. It was arousing. An adult woman licked me, I finished in her mouth, she licked it all off and is now kissing me. Blimey!
I wanted to please her. She sank down kissing her neck. She sucked her protruding nipples, began to sink lower. She licked her belly button. I got close to her bushes. The smell was incredible. To help me, Dasha spread her legs, bending them at the knees, and put her hands on the back of my head. She began to moan and make frictional movements. I licked the clitoris, began to kiss the labia. Oh my God! I lick a woman. Not only that, I get a kick out of it. She lifted her ass up, and I saw the ring of the anus, around which there was also hair. Blimey! It turned me on even more. I licked as if by accident her cherished hole. Seems OK. She continued to lick her pussy, suck the clitoris. At the same time, one of my hands caressed her stomach and chest, and the second I began to fuck her in the pussy. I moistened my fingers with saliva and its secretions. Once again, she ran her tongue over her ass. It seemed to me that she waved me. Once again I put my tongue to the anus and clearly felt that she liked it. I moistened my finger with saliva and tried very carefully to insert it into her ass. "Yes! Come on, don't be afraid, do it, damn it! Let's!" Dasha shouted excitedly. The finger went in surprisingly easily. I began to fuck my mistress with my finger, while licking her pussy. After a while, she began to cum. What was it! I have never seen such a thing. From the pussy splashed on my face, I put my mouth and began to swallow.
All the hair on her pussy was in her secretions, my face too, even got into my eyes and stinged a little. I started licking everything. It was so exciting that I thought - soon I will finish. “Sorry babe, I always cum so profusely when I get it done as well as you. You were not embarrassed by my vegetation. I read somewhere that young girls can be very turned on. “I replied that this is the truth. “Do you want me to fuck you for real? - she kissed me on the lips and licked the spray from her face, - turn your ass to me. I became cancer and felt Dasha's tongue in my cherished hole. I did not let any guy get close to her and generally believed that she would remain virgin with me. But now I was enjoying the touch of my friend's tongue in my hole. Daria fucked me with her tongue, then moistened her finger with saliva and began to insert her index finger into the ass. It hurt a little, but it was also fun. Gradually, Dasha developed my anus with one finger.
After that, she took out some kind of tube that looked like a baby cream, smeared two fingers already and began to slowly inject. Thanks to the lubrication, the fingers easily penetrated the ass, although it was painful. Having fucked me like this for a couple of minutes, Dasha took out an artificial penis on a belt, put it on herself, smeared the head with the same cream and put it on my already developed hole. Dasha took me by the hips and began to enter the phallus. It hurt, even tears flowed, but I wanted to please Daria. After fucking me from behind for a few minutes, Daria turned me on my back. I realized how she wants to fuck me, and tucked her legs to her chest. Adding more cream on her fingers and smearing my anus again, Dasha began to fuck me. She lay down on me and began to kiss and nibble on my face, nose, lips, ears and neck. After five minutes of continuous pounding of my recently innocent ass, I began to finish. And Daria knelt down in front of my pussy and began to lick me.
After that we kissed again. Dasha asked if her butt hurt. I said a little. “Nothing, it will pass soon, especially since you will have practice. You tried today only a little of what I know and can do. I took a shower. Daria Nikolaevna called a taxi, gave money for the journey. We exchanged contacts. “Yes, I almost forgot,” she handed me a hundred euro bill. Buy yourself something, you did a good job with your tongue and ass today. She laughed and I blushed. I took the money and we kissed. I didn't want to leave, but I had to. I knew that this would not be our last meeting.
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