Необычный куни в подъезде.

Here's a story that once happened to me! Although I must admit, I wasn't exactly a fanatic about cunnilingus, I didn't consider it something terribly bad either, that is, as a prelude to sex.

Coming to a party with my friends, and by the way it was March 8th, I met a nice and good-looking girl, she was a friend of my friend, but from a different district.

Vika was very sociable and behaved quite freely, as if she wasn't a newcomer to the company but a regular party-goer here.

She was the one who noticed me, not the other way around. I don't know what she liked about me, but she started kind of courting me a little, and then we were already

drinking together and dancing.

She had small breasts, but they looked quite sexy and a rather firm ass.

We even ended up alone in the bathroom, smoking there, and started kissing passionately. She was the initiator, by the way, which confused me a bit, but I didn't refuse.

Oh, what lips she had, sweet like caramel and quite firm, however, my efforts and attempts to somehow get into her jeans she thwarted, but the bitch did it in a way that seemed to give a chance for continuation and allowed me to stroke and fondle her ass

And so I'm already walking her home. Having taken the bus to her stop, we passed a few houses and entered the entrance of the nine-story building where she lived. And she lived on the 7th floor, and so there we were late at night, standing with her on the landing between the sixth and seventh floors and started kissing passionately again, greedily licking each other and playing with our tongues.

Desire was smoking in my pants, but Vika wouldn't let me unbutton her jeans and penetrate at least with my hand to her pussy. I was persistent and kneaded her firm breasts and hard, toned ass, I even kneaded and rubbed between her legs, and she, wriggling and grinding, continued to kiss passionately.

Then she threw her head back, offering me her neck, and I started kissing her neck, and then lower, and now I'm trying to unbutton her blouse to continue my kisses and reach her breasts.

And so it happened, I was on slightly bent legs sucking her erect and hard nipple, and she was stroking my head and whispering in my ear that I kiss great and have nice lips.

I, by the way, really liked her praise and I continued to kiss, lick, suck and lightly bite her nipples.

At this time, I tried to unbutton her jeans again and felt how she, with her hands, began to press a little on my shoulders and head, so that I would squat down and continue kissing a little lower.

Well, you probably understood what that meant too! Did I understand? Yes, of course I understood that she wanted me to perform cunnilingus on her.

I even liked it, that is, I liked it and I got even more aroused by the fact that she was trying to somehow dominate, or something, and generally persistently trying to get me to do cunnilingus. This was somehow not right, but I pushed these intuitive warnings aside, burying them with my lust for this female.

Let me remind you, we've known each other for maybe four hours at most and we haven't had sex yet, and now sex, maybe, but according to her silent condition, it should start precisely with pleasuring her pussy.

Of course, I couldn't miss such a chance and, considering myself cunning, that this way I would get her pants down and, after licking a little, fuck this cool-in-every-sense bitch.

And so, under slight pressure from Vika's hands, I squatted down and... — wow! I was again a little surprised by her frank and brazen actions – Vika herself began to unbutton the button on her jeans in front of my face, then the zipper went down, making a characteristic sound, and now I'm already pulling her jeans down her beautiful legs, to her knees. Her snow-white panties, hiding her pussy, looked so sexy in the semi-darkness of the entrance that I couldn't take my insatiable gaze off them, and she also had a rather large gap between her legs.

I kissed them, first in the pubic area, and then let my lips go to where the bulge of her pussy protruded, the hairs formed a tender, soft oval, I felt a little of Vika's scent, or rather the scent of an aroused vagina, which invitingly called to me, this smell began to drive me crazy, capturing my mind and carrying me away into clouds of fantasy, and in anticipation of the lower kiss, I started drooling.

I want to add that I had licked girls before and it wasn't new to me, but what was new was that she was dominating over me and practically silently persuading me to make her feel good with my little tongue between her legs, and this mixed with the aroma coming from her pussy created an infernal mixture that took me under its power.

Vika was already gently stroking my head with one hand, and that hand, it seemed to me, would no longer let me go back up to her lips. With her other hand, she was already pulling down her panties, trying to quickly free herself from them and finally get what, according to all my predictions, she wanted from me.

I looked at her from under her pubic area and met her slightly questioning gaze, after which I immediately lowered my eyes back to the panties and, helping her with both my hands, took the elastic of the panties and pulled them off her, as if placing them on the jeans pulled down earlier.

I was squatting, leaning my back against the wall, and she was standing in front of me, her legs spread, stretching the jeans and panties, I pulled them down even lower to her ankles, the freed legs spread even wider, forming a kind of oval.

Vika moved her hips towards me and began to lean on me, pressing my head against the wall, while her hands were already holding my head on the sides near my ears.

And so I was already drawn into the beautiful action called cunnilingus. She had achieved what she so desired!

Burying my face in the small fluff of her pussy, I found the burning little hole with my tongue and, licking it, sank my tongue into the depths of the hot cavity. I began to lick what was provided to me at that moment, but Vika, pressing me with her hands, began to press her hips against my face, which made it uncomfortable for me to lick and kiss her pussy, which had already smeared me with its aroused aroma. It began to seem to me that this wasn't cunnilingus, but something else!

Vika was rubbing against my tongue, nose, chin. My nose also periodically sank into Vika's vagina, and I felt with the bridge of my nose how she was rubbing her clitoris.

She was fucking my mouth! It was obvious! I couldn't break free from this predatory grip, and I understood that too! No, of course I could, as I was physically stronger, but I myself didn't want to and was just getting off on the fact that Vika had forced me to eat her out in the entrance! My cock was swollen and pressing against my pants, but now was not its time!

I continued to obey her and tried to serve her as best I could! I swallowed, licked, slurped, and greedily breathed when I could, because my nose and mouth were engaged in this, essentially, in a lower, deep kiss.

It seems to me that Vika came several times during these, probably, half an hour of my humiliation in the mouth, but I liked it and I didn't want it to end at all, even though I was very tired.

Vika, apparently, wasn't bothered by my fatigue at all, because as soon as I felt that she had come and, after standing for a bit holding my head and calming down a little, she would start pounding my head again.

By the way, sometimes my head, with the back of it, would hit the wall with a sound. I couldn't see what was happening nearby and only hoped that no one was peeking at how a girl I barely knew was having me in the mouth in the entrance. Exactly fucking my mouth! That's right! I was just eating her out, and not even eating her out, but as I already said, I simply surrendered to her power, and she used my face, unceremoniously and proprietarily. I compared myself in my thoughts to a whore who is unceremoniously fucked in the mouth – a video about which I recently saw on the internet.

Further, when she had enjoyed me to her heart's content, she stepped back, letting go of my hair, and pulled up her panties and jeans back on, and without even looking at me, she stood with her back to me.

Fastening the fly and button on her jeans, she turned and addressed me, while I was sitting on my knees, ass on my heels.

— Good boy! Thanks! Everything was super! — she didn't even smile at me.

Of course, there was a hard-on in my pants, but I was a bit stunned by what had happened and by what continued to happen. That is, I had just eaten her out and she, having received satisfaction and sated with me, was just standing and calmly fixing herself up, which in principle made me understand that – THAT'S IT! THERE WILL BE NO SEX!

— Did you like it? – asked Vika

— Yes – I answered, wiping myself off like a whore after oral sex, my face was sticky and wet, my legs had gone numb.

— I need to get some air a bit! Let's go outside, have a smoke – Vika suggested, or rather ordered

— Yeah – I said, getting up from my squat,

I was generally a bit confused and in some kind of turmoil, but getting up, I tried to hug Vika and kiss her on the lips, to which she dodged and went down the stairs. This puzzled me a lot, but I consoled myself that she just didn't want to kiss her own secretions that were on my face and lips.

Generally, I was quite shy and insecure, and the fact that I ended up in such a situation and wanted to fuck Vika, well, the alcohol I had drunk played its role, which was starting to stop affecting my body, returning me to my usual state, and also after such an eating out and refusal to kiss afterwards, I became completely, something, depressed and Vika noticed this.

Outside, we sat on a bench and lit up.

— And you're a good boy, good that you understood what I wanted – Vika started the conversation

— and did you even understand what happened? Did you understand that you just ate me out? and that I didn't give you anything in return? and I won't! Understood? — she spoke as if trying to humiliate me even more with this.

— I don't understand! Why are you like this, what's the point? — I was indignant. Her tone hurt me a little, but also aroused me again (my cock, which had gone down while we were going outside, stirred again and got hard)

— What don't you understand? – smiling, Vika hugged me around the shoulders in a sort of proprietorial way

– well, you did cunny for me! And you'll do it again! Right? – playfully, Vika patted my cheek with her other hand

— And if I don't? — I asked somewhat uncertainly

— You will! You will! – Vika continued to say mockingly

— What do you want then? – again I asked uncertainly, or even muttered, having mustered some courage

– well, you yourself liked it! Don't be shy! Admit it! No one will know! It will be between me and you! It will be our little secret! Okay? – in a somewhat friendly manner now, Vika flicked me on the nose

– well, I, no, well – stammering a little, I mumbled, stuttering and struggling with myself, not understanding what to do in such a situation. To be honest, this conversation aroused me, but at the same time humiliated me. I felt like a used girl who had been deceived, and now I had to try on her skin. I even, it seems, pouted my lips a little.

— Cuntlicker! – Vika whispered sweetly and with a smile in my ear

– Cuntlicker you are! My good little cuntlicker. Admit it, you want more? – she looked at me with mischievous eyes, full of power

— Only if it's our little secret – I pursed my lips and, smiling, said to her, looking straight in the face, trying to muster at least some confidence

— So what? Agreed? Will you be my cuntlicker? – just as playfully and a bit brazenly, Vika continued

— So will you give it to me at all? Or? – I asked again, indignant and hoping for something else, not just to be her cuntlicker

— We'll see about your behavior! – she lit a cigarette

— But you yourself liked it! Eating me out in the entrance? Or did I misunderstand something? – she blew cigarette smoke right in my face, thereby showing her disrespect, because usually for this gesture they punch you in the face, but that wasn't in my case and I, that is, I had to swallow it, which of course showed my submission and

— I liked it! To be honest, I didn't expect it to happen like that – I tried to somehow justify myself and, already resigned, answered Vika

— That's good! And I like cuntlickers too! – she said quite contentedly, understanding that I had finally broken down and agreed to be her, as they say now, bottom.

— like you! – she finished her conclusion and patted me on the back

— Let's say goodbye! I want to sleep already! Go home and think about what happened to you and between us! – she stood up and, taking one last drag, threw away her cigarette.

— Welcome to my world – said Vika, exhaling cigarette smoke upwards

I also stood up and wanted to walk her, but she stopped me and said

— that's it, go home!

I said to her

– okay — and again tried to hug her and kiss her goodbye, at least on the cheek, but she stopped me, putting her palm to my lips

— You're a cuntlicker! Forgot? Your lips are no longer for these lips, your lips are there – she patted herself on the crotch.

— We agreed, right? Yes? – she looked at me intently with some cold and beastly gaze, which sent shivers down my spine.

— That's how it is, but somehow not quite like that – I said such a tongue twister and shrugged my shoulders

— Go home! The morning is wiser than the evening)) – pushing me with her hands, Vika made me understand that it was time for me to leave.

That evening we parted like that, and of course, having come home, I masturbated remembering what had happened to me in that dirty entrance with a practically unfamiliar bitch.