Sex Stories novel Chapter 42

Denis didn't think he'd walk into a flower garden like this when he got a job as a messenger at the office.

At first he decided to go to the pedagogical institute, there are girls in bulk, he even dreamed that he could fuck, although not all, but the maximum number. And at the same time, the institute would also help to get rid of the army.

But this did not work out according to plans, the professor, an old chicken, turned out not to be greedy of the young members. He fried it, and the benefits were zero. And there, on the selection committee, there were only men.

In short, it did not work. His mother enrolled him as a medical technician. And in order not to collect syphilis for scraps in the summer, she arranged for his son Denis to be a messenger in the design department, where cute faces and all kinds of pills are painted in medicine boxes.

Denis himself, although he was a boy of eighteen, looked twenty-five. What class! Tall, handsome. Around him glory ran like a horse with balls. Whichever girl steps in the way, even if Denis looks from behind, he'll push his baton out touching everything.

On the beach in the summer, no single mother could calmly sunbathe, because a robust penis with neat elastic balls manifested itself clearly and blatantly in the boy's swimsuit.

Having entered the office, he greeted with his hair combed and dyed in all the fashionable colors. Denis introduced himself and asked who was supposedly in charge. An army of curious tree frogs turned their mouths toward him.

"Come to me, beautiful young man." A forty-year-old man yelled.

Familiarized with the chief and three maids, one of whom was a bitch, the orderly began to work on vacation days. He started with the first, Oksana, on the third day of their friendship, a Friday. She was a young specialist, never married, without children. She rented a small, well, very comfortable apartment. There was a nightstand in the hall and there she gave herself to her colleague. She took him out for tea and to screw in a light bulb. Denis did not have time to step on the threshold, when Oksana herself began to remove his pants. Her hands quickly found his penis. Then she began to lick the boy from head to toe, reaching the already swollen and hot trunk.

She sucked so slowly that at first he thought that with such a silly suction it would be troublesome to finish. But then the lady tried it and things were more fun.

Denis waited a long time for it to accelerate, but the case stalled again. Then he roughly grabbed her by her hair and with all the pressure from him he began to hammer into her mouth. The head of his penis groped for her tonsils, at this point he lingered, he wanted to dig even deeper. Oksana choked, but she didn't open it, just pressed her lips and tongue even tighter.

"Well." She almost screamed, spitting saliva and gasping for air. "Let's get to the point!"

Literally jumping out of her panties, she wanted to reach down to take Denis's cock from him with her wet shell, but he deftly sat her on the nightstand, brought her legs closer to him, and pulled them away from her.

Her crotch looked like two glaze-covered donuts, and Denis understood. The 'fire leather horse' jumped into the cave!

Oksana screamed, either because of her huge 'friend' who hit her, or because of fear of falling to the ground. Under the roar of the contents of the heroic nightstand, Denis finished with a powerful jet on the floor, dripping the shoes and stockings of his screaming colleague.

Then she spent a good time on the couch poking his head, squeezing the balls with her hand, nibbling on the 'friend's' trunk. Well, nothing interfered with Denis. He went home.