White sundress
Returning from summer vacation, Karina stopped by the market to buy some greens and fruit. A sluggish summer spirit of profit reigned here: hot Caucasian guys lazily sold winter leather jackets, funny Vietnamese thoughtfully sold absurd rags, grandmothers, with an unknown reproach, sold vintage items from the time of the Afghan War...
Having finished her shopping, Karina started to leave, but right at the market exit, a Gypsy woman accosted her. She was offering boots, woolen socks, fleece-lined pantaloons. Karina laughed and refused. But the Gypsy woman was persistent.
— I know what you need. Here, buy this white sundress. You'll have no shortage of men.
— Men
love me without a sundress.— Silly beauty. Put on this sundress, and every man will want to... They'll carry you in their arms.
— I'll manage somehow...
— It's a magic sundress. I charmed it in Gypsy — "changar-vangar chamude dre karr". The strongest spell, I tell you!
— Leave me alone, okay?
— Buy it, my golden one, 100 rubles is nothing. It's magic — put it on a chair — men will even fuck the chair, I tell you. I put it on a goat. I barely fought the men off.
— I won't wear it after a goat.
— I'm joking, joking. I can't keep it at home. The Gypsy men go crazy.
— That's obvious.
— Well, okay, 70 rubles, just take it!
Karina got tired of the bickering and, shoving a hundred-ruble note at the Gypsy woman, quickened her pace.
— Use protection, dear! — the Gypsy woman shouted after her.
The next day, while sorting through her things, she came across the sundress. She decided to try it on. "If it doesn't fit — I'll throw it away," she decided. The white sundress fit her as if tailored to order. Something new, tender appeared in her image. She twirled in front of the mirror. She felt a slight excitement and laughed. She decided to go to her friend's place wearing it.
Her mood was excellent. All passing cars honked at her. This made her even more cheerful.
A black BMW slowed down and drove slowly beside her, the door opened. A handsome guy, smiling, offered:
— Girl, hey girl, get in, I'll give you a ride.
— I'm taking the bus. Thanks.
— Girl, am I really that scary and look like a sex maniac?
— No... it's just...
— Girl, hey girl, let me give you a ride. You'll like it.
— Well, okay... — Karina gave in and sat in the front seat.
She told him where to go and the car sped forward.
The driver talked non-stop, compliments mixed with jokes. The passenger first smiled, then laughed.
In conversation, she didn't notice how they passed the house she needed.
They drove into a park area.
— Where have we gone? — Karina was surprised.
— Damn! We missed it. — the guy said cheerfully. — Let's have a smoke and turn around.
They lit up.
The driver's hand as if accidentally landed on the girl's knee. Karina, smiling, removed the hand. He put it back. She removed it. This turned into a light game, which ended with a kiss. His hands boldly slipped under the hem and passionately felt her thighs, stomach, panties... Disturbed her swollen clitoris...
Karina "melted." She helplessly leaned back against the seat, spreading her legs apart. The seat suddenly reclined and turned into a bed. The guy hastily pulled down his trousers, underwear... Exposing himself, he pressed the girl's legs to her chest, moved the panties aside, and carefully inserted his penis into the wet vagina. Then he forcefully entered her to the full length of his member...
The car rocked from side to side, doing its best to participate in the sexual act. Birds sang. Nearby, boys were playing soccer. Music was playing somewhere.
Karina was now on all fours. The sundress was pulled up over her head. Her round, plump butt was raised up. Powerful thrusts into her rear ended with convulsive movements. With a wheeze, the man pulled out his shiny, wet member and shot a stream of semen onto the girl's back.
He got out of the car, sat in the back seat, brushed the hair from Karina's face, and offered his limp member to her lips. She "sucked in the little worm" like a macaroni. The last drop of semen rolled onto her tongue.
Arriving at the house, they quickly said goodbye, and Karina ran up the stairs.
Entering her friend's place, she saw a house full of guests gathered for a family celebration. She was introduced, seated at the table. All the men paid attention to her. The women tensed up.
The party went on as usual. Toasts followed one after another. One guest tried to conduct some silly contests. For some reason, they all had an erotic undertone. Karina was pulled from the table paired with some tipsy man, whose eyes were blindfolded, and clothespins were attached to Karina's sundress. On command, he had to find these clothespins. On command, this bastard began brazenly groping the girl's breasts, buttocks, lifting the hem above her waist. This caused deafening laughter and shouts. Karina pushed the man away and went to smoke on the balcony.
Lighting a cigarette, Karina began to think about the sundress, about its arousing property. About the cheerful driver...
This contest turned her on again. She felt her crotch moisten.
A couple — a man and a woman — came out onto the balcony.
— Karina, aren't you cold in your little sundress? — the woman asked and affectionately hugged her shoulders. — Don't be offended, it's just a game.
— I'm not offended — Karina answered, smiling.
The man stared down and secretly examined the girl's figure. His woman noticed this.
— You have a beautiful sundress. Let me try it on.
— Sure, but where? Here?
— Let's go to the children's room, we'll try it on there.
The three of them entered a small room. The man was posted to guard the door.
Left alone, Nona — that was the woman's name — quickly took off her blouse, skirt, and was left in only white panties with a thin strip on the butt, no bra, and her large breasts swayed languidly. Pubic hair escaped into freedom. Karina took off the sundress.
— You don't trim? — Karina nodded at the pubic area.
— Why? My love likes it to be a little furry up to the clitoris, but I shave the lips. Look. — she lowered her panties a bit and slightly spread her full white thighs apart...
— Uh... yeah, impressive — Karina said shyly, glancing at the clean-shaven labia.
— And how do you trim? Show me, don't be shy. — Nona said in a trembling voice.
— I'm like everyone. Under the panties... — Karina slightly pulled her panties down.
— Let me see — Nona squatted in front of the girl and brought her face closer to the crotch.
Karina felt the light breeze of the curious woman's breath.
— So, what about the back? — Nona, taking hold of Karina's hips, turned her rear towards herself, spread her legs, and, almost poking her nose into the vagina, murmured: "What beauty, Karina. A rose — a ripe bud."
Karina's head spun and she staggered. Nona caught her from behind.
— And what are these white spots on your back?
— What spots?
— Uh... yeah, it's dried semen. Confess, did you come from fucking? — Nona asked cheerfully, peeking from behind her back.
— Yep. — turning away, — Karina answered.
— Didn't have time to wash up? — Nona pressed against the girl with her breasts.
— Yep..
— Let me wash you... — the woman whispered.
— But there's no water here? — already guessing what would happen, Karina began to play the little girl.
— Water won't be needed, my girl... — Nona led her to an armchair. Karina leaned on the armrests, bent forward, and spread her legs. Nona passionately began to lick between her legs..
— Don't, Aunt Nona... Why?... — Karina pleaded in a childish voice, wiggling her rear from side to side
In response, the woman moaned and smacked, immersing herself in the girl's womb...
Seating the girl in the armchair, the woman continued to rub her face, poke her nose into the soaked bud...
— Look how wet I am. — Nona stood up, spreading her legs wide. — Give me your hand — taking Karina's hand, she began to guide it between her legs.
Suddenly the door opened. Nona's husband entered, closed the door with a bolt.
— I see the fitting is in full swing. Couldn't resist again... licking the girl without me... — he smiled predatorily and squatted in front of the armchair.
— Darling, look. How can one resist — Nona whispered, turning her face, wet with lubrication, towards the man..
He silently buried himself in the rose, sucking the labia into himself. The two of them, kissing, caressed Karina.
Then the man stood up, lowered his trousers, and pulled out his rock-hard member. Nona took it in her mouth.
Karina, for the first time in her life, saw how other women do it, so she watched greedily as Nona swallowed..
— Want to try my little Arthur? — she pulled the member out of her mouth.
Karina leaned slightly and enveloped the head with her lips...
For a while, the two of them sucked, licked the balls and the swollen member.
A little later, Karina was put on all fours, Nona positioned herself between her legs, and Arthur from behind began to drill the girl. The woman caressed them with her tongue and desperately masturbated.
Arthur came in his wife's mouth. Karina lost count of her orgasms...
Exhausted, they returned to the table. No one noticed their absence.
Everyone continued to have fun. Guests drank, ate. Someone was bawling: "drunk, rumpled pioneer leader..." Some were dancing.
A young guy approached her and invited her to dance. She agreed. The melody was long — "Hotel California." During that time, he told her he had returned from the army and what luck — meeting such a beautiful girl. "I'd give it to him" — Karina suddenly thought.
After the dance, the guy asked to be shown where the bathroom was. He began to wash his face. Karina handed him a towel. He dried himself and, when she wanted to take the towel, he took her hands and pulled her to himself. They kissed for about 5 minutes.
Karina unbuttoned his jeans and massaged his member. He began to press her head down and she guessed what he needed..
As soon as the head entered her mouth, he forcefully thrust his member and reached her throat. Karina coughed.
— Don't do it so hard.
— Sorry, I haven't had a girl in so long.
She began to suck, and after a few minutes he came on her face.
She washed her face, they kissed again.
— What's your name?
— Lesha.
They returned to the table. Had a snack, and Lesha offered to walk her home. Karina agreed. They called a taxi. Lesha was joined by his friend Maxim. He boasted about a bottle of champagne stolen from the table and that the ride would be fun. Sitting in the taxi, they began to drink wine straight from the bottle. They spilled a little on the sundress. The guys comically began to wipe Karina, dabbing her chest and thighs with napkins. Karina playfully resisted, the guys also persistently began to wipe her thighs, lifting the hem. In the end, by the time they reached her house, they managed to take off her panties.
Karina was already drunk, and it seemed incredibly funny to her. Laughing, they went up to the 4th-floor landing.
— Guys, give back the panties, you fools.
— The fool is in his pants. Kiss us — we'll give them back.
Karina approached and pecked the guys on the cheeks.
— Well, that's not a kiss. Kiss us here, on our "fools" — said Maxim and pulled out his member.
— Are you crazy? What if someone looks out! — Karina said laughing, feeling aroused.
— No one will look out. — Maxim approached her and placed his member in Karina's hand, reaching under the hem. — You're all wet...
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