An Incredible Trip with Larisa
Waking up at the same time, we looked at each other and laughed. It turned out my face was covered in Larisa's lipstick, and her beautiful Barbie-like face, with my "help," had all her imported makeup smeared, turning her face into something resembling a clown's. The lively Larisa immediately shook me awake, and soon we were together in the shower..., where I again and again admired her figure with pleasure.
Slender yet with very appetizing curves, Larisa constantly filled me with sinful thoughts, which I brought to life with her help. Her very firm breasts, a "size three" as she called them herself, constantly evoked only one desire
— to place my "old friend" between her sweet buns and thrust him into the sweet mouth of the beauty, which I often did. And her character! As the hero of one film, "Not Long Before the War," said — "With a character like that, you can only command a division!" And now, after breakfast, she quite easily (in a commanding voice) persuaded me to try out my car and go to Nikolaev (it's better not to argue with her). Arguing with a woman is generally completely pointless. As my boss said (experience — married three times!), in an argument with a woman, in 90% of cases she will be right, and in 10% — the husband will be at fault. The boss's experience — so soon I was warming up the car engine.The day in Nikolaev was wonderful! A wax museum in the style of Madame Tussauds, a tour on a high-speed pleasure boat, and excellent shashlik in a shashlik cafe, naturally with a sign — "Ararat." I drove back slowly, enjoying the excellently repaired highway (drivers will understand me), while admiring Larisa. She reclined the seat and, slightly spreading her great legs, dozed. Her short skirt rode up, revealing her white lace panties. A very erotic and quite arousing sight!
Without taking my eyes off the road, or my foot off the accelerator pedal, with my right hand I began to stroke her legs and immediately damp panties. From the incredible pleasure of her silky skin and Larisa's lustful moans, I began to simply "drift away," and so did she. And she immediately started commanding, like "Pull over there, I want it right now and right here!" I really wanted it too, my member was trying to tear through my jeans and persistently sought freedom, but I mentally repeated to him — "Be patient, friend! It's not your exit yet!"
She wants sex now! And I don't want it now! Why does she always want it when she wants it! And when I want it — then "Wait! Not now! Let's do it a bit later." So I quietly mumbled all her words back to her, also remembering that there was still at least an hour to drive on the highway, but continuing to caress the beauty's currently very responsive slit, already slipping my fingers into her panties. What panties now — just an illusion! And here's the finale — emitting loud, lustful moans, thrusting her hips, Larisa comes intensely, clutching my hand. After this wild ecstasy, she opens her eyes, and her mouth too, apparently wanting to scold me for this masturbation instead of sex, and then — a deafening horn, like a steamship's whistle! It turned out, a huge Mitsubishi jeep had caught up with us, honking loudly, and the whole company, leaning out the windows, was shouting and whistling with delight! Of course, such an erotic spectacle, and the sight of a great half-naked beauty in a state of orgasm!
I pressed the pedal and the light Hyundai briskly surged forward. Then at a roadside cafe we drank coffee, both calming down, but for Larisa to calm down just like that... As soon as we started moving, she unzipped my fly and, immediately pulling out my treacherously stretching, awakened "old friend," began to caress him with her tender fingers, to which he of course reacted intensely. And when we entered the road leading to the city, she began to caress my member even more strongly, occasionally trying to also caress it with her mouth. And then hello! — I brake sharply. So to speak, the film — "Checks on the Roads," part two. Our valiant police had gathered a column of cars and were checking something. I try, but unsuccessfully, to tear my "enraged" member, which was in the final stage of delight, from Larisa's hands.
And at this, one might say, erotic-historical moment — a complete mess! A light tap on the window, the door opens, and the face of a pretty girl in a blue uniform appears in the opening. Four stars on the epaulette — a justice captain! Holding some small photo in her hand, she leans in a little and, moving into the cabin, opens her mouth, framed by full lips in bright matte lipstick, and then... Larisa's efforts and her caresses reached their climax and a strong stream of hot sperm accurately hits right into the mouth of this lovely woman in epaulettes. Slightly jerking, she apparently swallows my "greeting" reflexively, and then Larisa, stunned by what she saw, releases my member, stiffened from her caresses, and a new "salvo" again hits the target precisely!
We all simply froze from what happened! This young lady in epaulettes seems to possess incredible composure — chewing her lips a little, she swallows my second charge of hot protein too and then says in a slightly hoarse voice — "Pull the car to the right onto the shoulder and in five minutes come to our minibus" — a gesture with her hand. Well, with Larisa's quirks, I always end up in incredible situations! What will happen? She's a justice captain! And in five minutes, having struggled to fasten my pants, I shuffle on stiff legs towards the blue "Bukhanka" minibus with the inscription "MVD Laboratory." Yes, quite...
To my incredible surprise, the beautiful girl-captain behaves quite decently, introducing herself as "Justice Captain Vlasova" and shows me a photofit. I immediately recognize the driver of the jeep with the drunk company. It turns out this gang, having gotten high, is racing along the highway and shooting at everyone with traumatic pistols. I immediately pointed out the inaccuracies in the photofit and gave the exact license plate number of the jeep.
After asking me to come tomorrow for clarification and to create a new photofit, she looks at me somehow strangely, as if amazed and at the same time somewhat perplexed. As if she knows me but doesn't recognize me. I didn't understand, honestly, maybe my facial features are familiar to her? But I'm definitely seeing her for the first time! And I've never seen her before, and I have a pretty good visual memory. I would definitely remember those large beautiful brown eyes, framed by long eyelashes on a very attractive face, framed by flowing dark hair streaming over her shoulders and covering the epaulettes with blue piping. She looks, I admire. We sit and are silent. Suddenly she, smiling, says an incomprehensible phrase to me: "Even the taste is the same..." and lets me go. And I don't know what that was and only understood that I was recovering from the shock. Well, exactly, all troubles come from women! Be it Helen of Troy or the Shamakhan queen... About Larisa, it's better to keep quiet altogether!
Arriving the next day, I was again a bit in shock. The situation... Quickly creating the photofits, Captain Vlasova sends them to the duty officer, and invites me to go "to one place." This one place turned out to be the one-room apartment of the lovely woman. We took off our shoes and entered the room. Yes, her taste is simply excellent — the apartment had undergone a wonderful transformation from an obviously recent renovation and looked simply super! Turning to the hostess, I was a bit stunned by her burning gaze.
"My name is Rita." — the beauty's slightly hoarse voice and she extended her hand to me. We stood like that for so long, not taking our eyes off each other and holding hands. And then she surprised me again.
Slowly lifting her skirt literally to her waist, Rita also slowly pulled down her such sexy black panties, unexpectedly shoving them into my hands and looking at me provocatively from under her brows a bit and biting her lip. The sight of her slender legs in black stockings (in stockings, when everyone wears tights!), this fiery gaze — I became wildly aroused and literally pounced on her. Her strong hands found themselves on my neck, and her hot full lips simply burned me.
Still, it's so exciting and passionate — dressing up in nurse's clothes, for example, and generally costume sex parties. And here is a real justice captain, and so sexy and so passionate. I literally flew into her, finding myself between Rita's burning legs and receiving simply incredible, never-before-experienced pleasure. Then, wanting to bring the beauty to orgasm, skillfully performed cunnilingus on Rita, causing her moans of pleasure to soon turn into cries of passionate pleasure.
And then I found myself again between her delightful legs, and her womb again burned my member. It seemed like a volcano was burning inside her womb, which had so unexpectedly flared up and was burning us both. And when, coming to my senses a bit, I got off her and started looking for a "protective suit" of latex for my rock-hard member — I didn't need an "accident" on top of everything, Rita suddenly flexibly turned over onto her stomach. This was an absolutely incredible sight in terms of sexuality and arousal — a beautiful young woman lying in front of you, looking coquettishly over her shoulder, her skirt at her waist, revealing her great, slightly spread legs in black stockings, which only emphasized the beauty of her legs. And her un-tanned, perfectly shaped butt simply glowed in the semi-darkness of the room. And I understood that from arousal I was simply going crazy!
When the fog that had clouded my eyes cleared a little, I understood that I was lying on Rita's back, and my member, twitching, was sending streams of sperm inside her great firm butt. I don't even remember when I entered her. But it was so wonderful and exciting! What a great, firm butt she has! Even with Larisa I never experienced such pleasure, especially since she somehow categorically declared — "And I don't like anal sex!" That's it, the sheriff's problems don't concern the Indians!
Then Rita showed me a photograph. It was sort of like me, but not me. Such a resemblance! A stormy romance with Rita's fiancé was heading towards the logical trip to the registry office, but a call from his parents, who had settled in Spain... So they broke up! That's how it is, as they say — "Muscovites were spoiled by the housing issue, and the people of Ukraine — by the opportunity to work in Europe." She had just come out of her stupor, distracting herself with work, and then suddenly her Sergei is sitting in the car! Unbelievable! True, a bit younger and more impudent. But how incredibly similar! Even the taste of the sperm is the same, Rita laughed. From this quiet laugh, shivers ran through me, my member simply "rose from the ashes" and I with a wild roar again literally pounced on her, not even giving her a chance to take off her uniform. But how she laughed afterwards — she called me Sergei during the passion, and I called her Larisa. Oh, Larisa! That fatal woman! She can't be erased from memory!
And our lips met on their own, without asking anyone's permission! And feelings began to score points. Passion performed its wild dance. And now this beautiful breast is in my palm, with the impudent eye of the nipple, demandingly staring at me and of course demanding caresses. And this soft line of hips and sensitive stomach. And this wonderful, firm-yet-yielding under my hands butt. And having penetrated the "holy of holies" of the lovely woman, my brain finally surrendered its positions! After a thousand beautiful moments, after her cries of liberated passion, we slowly came to our senses. Yes, that's how we all men are! After dinner! And a little glass! To dinner!
"And now goodbye, joy of my memories! I'm getting married soon to our general, deputy head of the regional department. I will remember you for a long time. Especially my butt, which hurts so much from such a scoundrel," she laughed quietly. You're a delight, Rita!
Well, and Larisa! At first I thought that because of your tricks I got into, so to speak, "trouble," but it turned out... I will always remember you, you inventor Larisa, and you, passionate beauty in uniform — Ritulya! It was a bit funny afterwards, a bit sad, but very, simply incredibly pleasant! I hope for both of us, lovely Rita!