The call girl’s name was Svetik
She was a small, skinny blonde with beautiful blue eyes, a 19-year-old girl. She studied at the Pedagogical University, madly loved English in all its forms. Her mother was going to go on vacation to the Caribbean with her father, but they were afraid to leave their girl alone at home.
No matter how Svetka tried to explain to them that she had not been a little girl for a long time, dad insisted on his own, and called his intern, whose name was Mikhail, to look after his daughter. He was a good-looking guy in his mid-twenties.
The evening before they left, when his father and mother were about to leave, he rang the doorbell. The call girl ran to open the doors and, opening the doors, saw a young man with shoulder-length curly hair, jet-black eyes and a rather attractive figure.
Misha came in and shook his father’s hand.
Look, Mishka, I’m entrusting my daughter to you. God forbid anything happens to her, take the blame on yourself. – My father said with a grin in his voice.
Don’t worry, Fyodor Ivanovich, she’ll be fine. Mikhail looked at Svetka and added. “Why didn’t you tell me she was such a beauty?” I would at least buy flowers.
The call girl blushed and quickly fled to her room, locked herself in and waited for her parents to leave. Strangely, for some reason she did not expect such a handsome young man to come to her. She was both afraid and wanted to leave the room, but something clearly didn’t want to let her in. She sat in the room like that for about an hour, when she finally plucked up the courage and decided to leave. When she reached the door, she was overcome with such lust that her legs trembled.
She plucked up the courage and unlocked the door.
But when she opened it, she was overwhelmed by suffocating embarrassment. Mikhail was standing right in front of her door with a bottle of champagne, and, smiling, said:
“I thought you were going to be there all night.”
Svetka blushed again. And he, in turn, said:
“Stop blushing, it’s your own.”
“Oh, if only it were like that,” Sveta thought.
Let’s have a glass of champagne with you, and your fear will remain there. I’m not going to bite.
These words did not calm the call girl at all, but on the contrary, she was filled with such euphoric adrenaline that if she had her way, she would have shown everyone where the crayfish hibernate.
They went downstairs to the living room and sat on the couch right in front of the TV. Misha got a remote control from the center somewhere and turned on quiet music. He poured the champagne into the glasses and said:
Svetik, let’s drink to the acquaintance.
Svetka nodded, and they drank a full glass of champagne. Svetka wasn’t used to drinking at all, so she became cheerful very quickly, so Misha didn’t even have to make any effort to get her to talk. She chatted and chatted incessantly, and Misha continued to pour. When they finished their third bottle, Misha offered them a drink at the bruderschaft. Svetka slurred her words.:
“Yes,” and they crossed their arms.
After that, Misha clung to her lips. He thought she was about to leave him, but Svetka remained in the position in which Mishka had kissed her.
“Well, then. Misha thought. “It’s time to act.”
He put his arm around Svetka’s waist and hugged her to him, but she didn’t resist a bit. Their tongues entwined in a passionate kiss. As it turned out, Svetka was a very good kisser, so Misha couldn’t get away from her in any way. Svetka herself didn’t understand what she was doing or understood,
but she felt so good that she didn’t give a damn about anything. They were sitting and kissing on the couch when suddenly Svetka said she wanted to dance. Misha replied that he doesn’t like dancing, maybe he said it on purpose.
Then, – said the call girl, – sit and watch.
She turned on her favorite slow song and started dancing. Her small figure was simply charming in the dim light. Her big breasts swayed to the beat of her movements, her hips seemed to be writing different numbers. She was wearing a white semi-transparent blouse, underneath which was a white semi-transparent bra, and panties that softly emphasized all the contours of her body. She turned her back on Misha and began twirling her booty, meanwhile Misha just wasn’t sitting: he imperceptibly unbuttoned his fly, making way for his friend. Sveta went up to Misha and knelt down in front of him. She gently moved her hands towards his dignity and began to spread his legs, Misha’s eyes were burning with a bright flame, this clearly turned Svetka on. She got up and sat with her booty on his dignity. Continuing the gentle movements of her booty, she clearly began to imagine what would happen next, because she noticed how her body tensed with excitement and anticipation. Misha hugged her breasts, but immediately received a slap on the hands. He managed to feel her firm breasts and petrified nipples. Svetka got up and began to take off her blouse. She did it slowly, not ignoring every part of her body, forcing Misha to anticipate what would happen next. And now, the last button is undone. Svetka turned around and took off her blouse, she threw it in Misha’s face. He caught her and began stroking her and smelling the Light.
The call girl, already well warmed up by what was happening, now clearly saw that Misha wanted her, and not just wanted her, but passionately wanted her. She turned her back on him again and began to take off her panties. Misha could no longer sit still, it seemed to him that the chair under him was just on fire. Svetka was left in just her panties and bust. She gently began to take off her bra. She lowered the handles and Misha finally saw what he had wanted for so long. Her size three breasts were so beautiful that any model would rest. Svetka came up to Misha and sat down next to him. He pulled her even closer to him and began to kiss her lips, her neck. He put Svetka under him and began to descend lower. He kissed her beautiful breasts, her body, not ignoring a single part of her being. Finally, he got to it, Svetka shuddered at the touch of his hand. Mishka looked at her with predatory eyes, Svetka liked that look, she spread her legs and helped him take off her panties. And then he saw a small, neat bush, a wonderful fragrance emanating from this part of the body. He would have eaten it if he could, and he bit into her little clit with his lips. She moaned with bliss, grabbed his head. At first, he gently stroked it with his tongue, then gently sucked, then, finally, he began caressing her cave. Svetka’s eyes rolled back, and Mishka entered the hole with his tongue. He worked hard with it for a long time, Svetka pressed his head so hard that he couldn’t breathe, but he still continued to please her. And so Svetka began to convulse slightly – she came. Mishka’s penis has been burning with fire for a long time, and finally, such an opportunity. He climbed up Sveta’s body, kissing her tummy, her breasts, her neck, her lips. He kissed Sveta so passionately that just kissing made her dizzy. He bit into her with his lips and whispered in her ear:
“Are you a virgin?”
This is probably a strange question for a nineteen-year-old girl, but Svetka was raised in an aristocrat’s family, so this is a completely normal question.
“Yes,” Svetka replied.
“Then it will hurt a little,” Misha said. – Will you be patient? “Yes,” she replied again.
Misha slowly began to insert his penis into her. Then, when he felt an obstacle, he forcefully pushed his dick into Svetka’s vagina.
“Aaaaaaa,” the call girl screeched.
Be patient, now the pain will go away.
Sure enough, after a few seconds the pain subsided, and Svetka could already feel his huge cock well in her body. When her breathing calmed down, Mishka began to slowly drive his penis into her vagina. Svetka liked it, and she began to moan softly. After making sure that everything was in order, Misha got out of her and entered her full length. Sveta let out a piercing scream again, but this time not from pain, but from pleasure. Misha started moving back and forth as fast as he could, he couldn’t take it anymore. Faster and faster, he increased his pace, but then Svetka knocked him to the floor from the sofa and was on top of him. She liked this pose better. She moved slowly on his cock at first, as if impaled on a stake, then faster, then slowly again, then she began to wiggle her pelvis and move quickly. Misha couldn’t take it anymore and, turning Svetka over, began fucking her with all his might. And then he sees her thrashing in extreme ecstasy from orgasm and ends up himself. Exhausted, he collapses next to her. They lay in silence for several minutes. Then Svetka got up and went somewhere. A few minutes later, her beautiful body appeared with a bottle of champagne in her hand. She leaned him against her hot body, and it was already relaxed, the nipples were standing up again as ordered. She went up to Misha and said:
“Open your mouth,” she said, sounding confident now.
Misha obeyed and opened his mouth. She poured champagne over her body and poured the rest into his mouth.
