Creative, passionate, and humble Irina.

I met Irina in the spring of 2012 at classes in a theater studio. It was organized by a good acquaintance of mine, a professional actor himself, who invited many interesting people, both of the younger generation and older ages.

I noticed her immediately – tall, slender, though a bit too thin, her feminine curves left something to be desired, dark-haired, with a beautiful, intelligent face. Irina was working as a primary school teacher in one of our city's schools at the time, she is a primary school teacher by education. An interesting woman in every respect. At the time of our initial acquaintance

she seemed to me a woman of very strict morals, not even allowing the thought of the possibility of infidelity! But, as it turns out, the Russian proverb is right, which says that in a still pool, very cheerful, nimble creatures dwell. And so it happened. The wisdom of the ancient proverb was later confirmed by life.... But everything in order.

At the time of our studio classes, Irina was already married for the fourth time, and officially at that! She has three children from her first marriage, but her relationships with men have been quite peculiar. She showed me photos of her children, told me about her fourth marriage, we exchanged phone numbers, just in case, I walked Irina to the bus stop and put her on the bus…. Then we met many more times at the studio, until the studio venture fizzled out for a simple, banal reason – no one was coming to classes anymore, most people had abandoned it, thereby undermining the intentions of my actor acquaintance, which were, no more, no less, to create his own private theater, in which our troupe was supposed to perform!

I am not shy, I frankly look Irina over from head to toe, and she sees HOW I look at her…

Then a day or two later, I start texting about this and that….

And suddenly…

"What, do you like me?! Want to have a little fling with me?!"

My eyes went wide. Wow! My dream is starting to come true! Swiftly, with fingers trembling with excitement, I type a reply: "Yes, I do!"

Irina writes to me: "Is there a place to meet?!"

I answer Irina: "We'll find one! Either at my place at a certain time, since I don't live alone, or I'll rent an apartment for our meetings. Don't worry, I guarantee secrecy on my part!".

A few minutes pass, and then:

"So here's the deal… Every day after work, between five and six, my husband picks me up. Takes me home and fucks me once or twice. On Saturdays, I have a meeting with my lover-friend, he fucks me too. So, I can't even find a slot to fit you in…".

Wow! This quiet one, it turns out, also has a lover! And what expressions she started using!.. Truly, the cheerful little devils started waking up…

And so we started a very frank correspondence. The charming primary school teacher asked me: "How do you want me? Roughly or tenderly?!".

I answered: "I can take you in different ways. Both tenderly, with caresses, and play at roughness, at rudeness, at violence…. As you wish, my dear?!".

She replies to me: "Yes, bridle me, bridle me like a little mare!".

Awesome!!! Our passion flares up stronger every day!..

I write to her: "I'll caress you all over! And, especially, your lovely little ass!..".

She writes back to me: "In my youth, I had my first boyfriend who also wanted to fuck me in the ass!".

That's wonderful, my dear! You understood my hint perfectly!!!

So, a day is set, and our first date takes place in a rented apartment, which I rented for two hours. It happened on May 31, 2013. I remembered that day for the rest of my life.

I meet Irina at the bus stop and we, walking at a decent distance from each other so that none of her possible acquaintances would suspect us of collusion, go to the apartment… Everything is prepared there – hot tea in beautiful porcelain cups and chocolate await the sweetheart on a tray… we drink tea and talk quietly, about this and that, about life, about the theater studio, about my ex, whom I broke up with in January of the same year….

Then I decisively approach Irina and kiss her on the lips, literally sinking into the depths of her beautiful mouth… I lay her down on the wide double bed and quickly tear off all her clothes, except for the transparent, flesh-colored stockings and thin semi-transparent panties… slowly pull off the stockings and press my lips to Irina's spicy feet… I am a big fan of foot fetish! But the woman pulls her legs away:

— Don't! They're not washed!

— So what?- I try to protest. – They're clean, it's fine!- and I kiss her charming feet again.

But Irinka pulls her lovely legs out of my hands and stubbornly refuses to continue this topic. Well, okay, next time I'll definitely lick them, full program!

Irina's body turns out to be rather thin, her pelvic bones protrude somewhat unpleasantly forward, her legs and arms are rather thin, her collarbones also protrude, in general, everything is like a teenage girl's. Well, everyone has their own build, Irina is just thin.

I nibble on the hard nipples of Irishka's small girlish breasts, descend to the pubis and sink into the abundantly flowing moisture from her pussy. I greedily swallow it, suck and nibble on her clitoris, lick her lips… Irina moans languidly, then louder and louder, her body arches… I carefully insert my cock into her vagina… Strangely and pleasantly, at the same time, despite having given birth to three children, Irina has a very narrow vagina, which tightly grips the cock…. I enter her sharply, the primary school teacher cries out, and I begin to fuck her deeply and mercilessly…

I enjoy this transformation, this deep metamorphosis… The primary school teacher, mother of three, a woman of strict disposition now writhes and moans like the last whore under the pressure of my male strength…. That's exactly how a woman should be in bed – a passionate, greedy, and insatiable female for pleasure!!!… And let in everyday life, in social space, we are all busy with our own affairs and all of us have serious, concerned faces, in bed, all that should be cast aside and left beyond the threshold… On principle, everything has its place and time!…

I exit the female womb and carefully massage the anus with saliva-wet fingers… Irina moans and offers me her ass… I carefully stroke the anus with the hot head of my cock so that the teacher's ass gets used to my cock and then, slowly insert it into her ass.…Here it is – Irina's coveted ass! Which seemed so unattainable and distant!!! And now my cock is in its hot depths… I push my cock deep into Ira, her ass smacks sweetly as the head approaches the exit.… And back inside…

Pictures from a year ago flash before my eyes.… Here she is, Irinka, sitting on a high stool, in a beautiful suit and black stockings, with her black hair loose… Beautiful and unattainable, like a queen… And now she – lies on the bed, her head buried in the pillow and leaning on her elbows on the bed, and raising her appetizing ass, takes my cock deep into her bowels!..

I cum inside Ira, filling the inner world of my dear one with sperm…

We lie, embracing, and rest… We are silent, enjoying the moment… Then Ira says:

— It's time for us to get ready. Look at the clock – we only rented the apartment for two hours, and an hour and a half has already passed. By the time we get ready, shower, this and that…

But I don't want to interrupt our pleasant evening and, assuring my dear that we still have plenty of time, I decisively grab Irinka by the waist and set her in a doggy-style position on the edge of the bed, while I stand near the edge and enter her narrow ass again… Ira jerked, but didn't dare resist and again we fuck Irinka's charming ass!..

She moans:

— Aren't you tired? You want more?!

In response, I only accelerate my pace, causing the ass to squelch plaintively under my pressure.

— O-o-o-o!!!.. Well, you are a stud!!!..

Passion grips me with even greater force, her words fire up my imagination, and I imagine myself as a big, powerful stud with a huge, thick, and long cock, deeply, all the way to the head, piercing Irina… I let my fantasies run wild and under their influence, I turn into a frenzy…

Ira moans and groans, something inarticulate escapes her lips…

I feel that I am still far from ejaculation and can go on for a long time…

Finally, Ira managed to mumble with difficulty:

— Well, it's time!.. Really…. Please…. We'll meet again, and not just once…

Well, okay, since you ask so…. And after thrusting into her ass a few more times, I reluctantly exit Irina's anus…

She moves her legs with difficulty and slowly trudges towards the bathroom…

So our first meeting ended. Already in the evening, comfortably settled on my favorite couch in front of the TV, I read her text: "Everything was great! Just keep it up – fuck me in the ass!!!".

Yes, of course, my good one, how else?!

Another day passed and here the next text sharply changes the entire direction of our relationship: "No, I can't! I love another! We both got what we wanted! Our new meetings are impossible. And therefore I cannot stoop to trash!!!". Well, there you go… slightly touched, in my opinion, by the completely undeserved insult in the form of "trash," I write back to my dear in the most vivid terms:

"I RESPECT Love! But please, WITHOUT trash! These are completely normal relations between a man and a woman! We both received pleasure, which is completely natural! You are just choosing a feeling now, that's all!". I can't reproduce the exact text of the message now, but the presented version turned out to be very close to the original. Then I added: "Let's be good close friends! And if you want to continue our relationship, then call, write, I'll be very glad!".

This concludes the first stage of our relationship. However, after another couple of weeks, we call each other and it turns out that Ira got a job for the summer as an administrator at a resort on the Sibinsky Lakes, and that she will be periodically coming to the city. Immediately, I offered her to come to me and have a pleasant meeting. What kind of meeting, of course, Ira understood, well, how could she not, especially after our already happened, by no means chaste date?! At first, Ira agreed. And then a few days later, we called again and she answered that she wouldn't be coming to the city for now, and so on. I can't say for sure now who called whom first, I only know that from then until May of the following year, 2014, she fell silent.

And again I saw Irina in the park in May 2014, at the festive event "Night at the Museum." By that time, many women had already been in my life space and Irina was beginning to be forgotten, her image faded against the background of other, sometimes brighter passions…. And here she is!… sitting on a bench between two kiosks, lost in thought about something… I approach and say hello… Irina answers me, though without much enthusiasm, but also without any hostility, simply and sincerely. I suggest:

"Shall we go for a walk?"

Irina shakes her head negatively:

"No, I can't."

"Are you busy?"

"Yes, I can't."

"Okay, see you, bye."

"Bye."

Already at home, that same evening, I received a text from her:

"I didn't go because I am married now. I have a beloved man. Don't worry, everything will be fine with you too! I am sure of that!".

Interesting, both then in the park and now in the text, she switched to the formal 'you'. Well, that's quite possible when a person wants to distance themselves from someone, and plus, excitement enhances this aspect of behavior.

I answered Irina:

"Yes, thank you very much for your wishes. And still, if you want to resume the relationship with me, then write, call boldly, without embarrassment. I'll be glad!".

Well, there, now that's all, the end of the first part of the ballet!..

And the second part received an unexpected continuation as follows….

So, the second half of August 2014. I am vacationing with relatives in Turkey. A sudden phone call, fortunately I set up roaming and I see – "Irina theater studio" is displayed!..

Wow! Can you imagine my delight!. I step out of the room into the corridor, and we start talking:

"Hi. Where are you now? I need your help!2.

"My dear, I'm in Turkey right now! I'll only be back closer to September 10th."

"Well, okay, have a good rest! It's not urgent!"

"Let's resume our romance?! I beg you, my dear!".

"Well, okay, we'll see. I can't tell you for sure right now. Come back and everything will be clear!".

Well, in short, our conversation boiled down to approximately such a dialogue, although, of course, in reality it was much longer and more colorful. I was very glad of her call. And then for several days we corresponded, and frankly. Irina wrote that she has a husband, albeit a common-law one, but still a husband. I told her that it doesn't matter, that I would keep everything secret and under no circumstances would I dare to compromise her, her honest name as a married woman would remain absolutely spotless! And the romance would be very beneficial for both of us.

She wrote to me:

"I really like how you enter! I'm just flowing from the memories!".

It goes without saying that such a text would cause a storm of delight in any man!

In a word, I arrive home, and a few days later we meet at an apartment rented by me for our new date.

She is still the same, only her face looks somewhat more worried. We sit in the kitchen and drink tea. Irina tells me that her daughter now lives in Moscow with her father – Irina's first husband, that was his condition during the divorce, that the daughter, upon turning 16, would go to live with him and study in Moscow. Irina's two sons live here. And she herself is still living with her fifth husband, he is a surgeon. But for several months now, disappointment has set in – he started drinking heavily, and it turned out he has had long-standing problems with this issue, and there has been no sex with him for over a month.

I sympathize with Irina and suggest she get a divorce. To which she said that probably, in time, but not now, since she has nowhere to go for now. That is, she could find a corner with her sons or rent an apartment, but she doesn't particularly want to do that yet.

I hug and kiss Ira, and we go to the room where a large double bed already awaits us,