Nastenka...

Getting on the road, I could only think about my favorite girl, about her lips, breasts, legs. Without even noticing, I became wet between my legs, and while stopped at a traffic light, my hand instinctively reached toward my parted legs. The short skirt allowed me to move my panties aside and slip a finger into my pussy, letting out a quiet moan. Glancing around, I saw a horny teenager staring in my direction, his jaw dropped down to his erect cock. I smirked, pulled out my finger, and licked it seductively. I love tormenting men, especially horny young ones. As soon as the light turned green, I sped off.

Flying out of the car and hastily

setting the alarm, I rushed up the stairs to the second floor, not waiting for the elevator. Catching my breath, I rang the doorbell of a door familiar to the point of pain.

Even after I smoked a cigarette, no one answered. I rummaged through my bag and found the keys. Of course, she's probably sitting there again, drawing her blueprints and not hearing a thing. Taking off my shoes, I peeked into the large room and saw my Nastya. She was sitting at a huge desk on a swivel chair with her legs tucked under her, drawing something new as always.

 — I'm home, sunshine, — I walked over and kissed the back of her head.

 — Marusya, don't distract me, I just have a little bit left, — she flinched and continued drawing.

I smiled at her habit of calling me that; besides Nastya, no one called me that. I dragged myself to the kitchen and looked at the empty stove.

 — Nast, well, did you at least make something?! I'm tired! — I returned to the room and glared angrily at Nastya.

 — Marusya, I'm busy! I'm working, — she turned around, smiled at me, and got back to work.

I sighed and went back to the kitchen. "And what did I ever see in her?" — I thought to myself while frying an omelet.

***

I stretched and looked at the time. Wow, it's 3 a.m.! Time to go to bed.

After standing under the cool shower a bit longer, I got quite aroused. My nipples hardened, and a pleasant ache settled low in my belly. Hastily wrapping myself in a towel, I padded barefoot into the room I share with Marusya.

Slipping into bed, now without the towel, I pressed myself against Marusya's back. I gently turned her onto her back and pulled up her t-shirt, looking predatorily at her peaceful, sleeping face, then leaned down and kissed the hole of her ass. Marusya groaned discontentedly and opened her eyes.

 — Nast, what are you doing?

 — I want you, baby, — I leaned down and lightly touched her lips.

While I kissed Marina on the lips, my hands wandering up to her breasts and down to her pussy, she looked at me with sleepy incomprehension and returned the kisses.

I sighed and deftly swung one leg over Marusya's waist, sitting on her in a cowgirl position.

Marusya seemed to wake up instantly, holding onto my buttocks as she rose and sat up. I leaned down and lightly touched her lips. She pulled me close and kissed me passionately, slipping her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues explored each other's mouths. Marusya's hands moved to my back, lightly stroking it. My own hands impatiently tugged at her t-shirt.

Marusya pulled away from me and quickly took off her t-shirt. Only her panties remained. She looked me over and pressed her mouth to my breast. I arched my back, pressing her head tighter against my flesh.

I moaned and began rubbing my pussy against Marusya's leg, which made me moan even louder. Marina's hands slid down to my ass and began kneading it.

I growled and pushed Marusya's shoulders; she fell back but only gripped my butt tighter. I got on all fours over her. Looking into her passion-clouded eyes, I began descending with kisses toward her breasts. Running my tongue along the valley between them, I latched onto her left nipple while squeezing the right one with my hand.

After lingering on her breasts for a short while, I descended to Marusya's pubic mound and began licking it, occasionally touching her aroused clitoris with my tongue. Marusya jerked and her body relaxed. I rose up and looked at Marusya's happy face.

I touched Marina's lips with mine and lay down beside her.

***

I was slowly coming down from the orgasm and, feeling a light kiss, opened my eyes.

Propping myself up on an elbow, I smiled and gently stroked Nastya's face. She half-opened her eyes and gave me a tired smile.

 — I love you, sunshine, — I leaned down and gently kissed Nastya.

She returned the kiss, spread her legs, moved closer and tighter against me, and lightly pressed on my shoulders. I settled between them, and pulling Nastya's butt tighter against me, I began descending to her aroused nipples, then to her slightly parted mouth. She watched me intently and breathed heavily as I ran my palm from her thigh to her belly, over her pussy. With small kisses, I began making my way down to the sweet source of love, sometimes lingering on a particular spot on her belly. Nastya arched impatiently toward me and moaned breathlessly. Slipping my hands under her butt, I focused intently on giving Nastya pleasure, bringing her to ecstasy. After playing with the tip of my tongue on her clitoris for a short while, I raised my eyes to Nastya's face. It was serene and radiated pleasure, and her hands were squeezing her own breasts so hard her knuckles turned white. This sight aroused me greatly, and deeply sucking her clitoris into my mouth, I thrust two fingers into her wet hole at once. Nastya cried out in surprise, then let out a long, drawn-out moan. Not letting the hole get used to it, I began moving my hand while sucking her clitoris with my mouth. Lubrication flowed very abundantly, right down to her neat anus. After a couple of minutes, Nastya began thrashing and arching beneath me but couldn't quite reach the peak of bliss. I moistened a finger in her secretions and touched her anus, lightly stroking it. From these unusual sensations, Nastya began moaning louder and finally convulsed in orgasm as soon as I inserted my finger about two centimeters into her ass. After the orgasm, Nastya basked for a long time in the receding waves of pleasure, and I lay beside her, resting my palm on her heavily rising chest...

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