Lianna. Kiss in the wrong place ⇐ General

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Lianna is my full name. But no one except my father addresses me like that. For everyone I am Lina. My dad told me how after my birth he spent a couple of days trying to find a worthy name to go with what he thought was a very beautiful middle name: Eduardovna. I settled on what you already know. But the laws of nature are such that any movement occurs along the path of least resistance. And in my case, everyone is tired of breaking their tongues pronouncing “Lianna.” All that's left is just Lina...
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We just finished our meeting. Here it is in the city local history museum. Colleagues, having collected documents on the tables, quietly joked, moved towards the exit. Our new colleague, an archaeologist, walked next to me and shared grandiose plans for the excavation of some recently discovered ancient settlement. I listened with half an ear; this topic interested me little at the moment. Our director, Elena Vladimirovna, saved me from a boring conversation. - Lina Eduardovna! Stay, please,” she asked. Lena is my boss, she is also my friend. Moreover, we live in the same building. Our sons are also friends. “I’m so tired,” Lena said in a shrunken voice. Let's go to my office and take five drops. “Is there a reason?” I asked. - What, do we really need a reason? We went to the office. I once again admired the beautiful sign on the door, telling visitors who is boss. Oh, sorry, mistress. Lena took out an unopened bottle and a couple of wine glasses from the cabinet. She skillfully uncorked and poured the nectar. — There’s nothing to eat, sorry. - I just have some sweets. I really didn’t say that this box was originally intended for a different purpose. No problem, I'll buy another one... — How do you like our new archaeologist? - Lena asked. - Listen, let's drink like gypsies. - How do they drink? “They don’t talk about work while drinking.” Lena laughed and appreciated the joke. - Well, let's talk about us! I bought myself a couple of new dresses. I'll show you at home. - Yes, friend, you are incorrigible. The cabinets are full, I told you so myself. “For me, a new dress is like a bottle of vodka for a man.” - By the way, Lenka, how is Egor. - You know, Nikita is probably sharing information. — He told me that Yegor got a job. However, I still didn’t understand where. - To the heating network. A mechanic. Well, where would he be without education? Egor graduated from school last year, like my Nikita. They are classmates, friends. Lena's son always evoked emotion in me. A rosy-cheeked, curly-haired fellow, smiling and handsome. True and clueless. You can't escape the truth. In the year of graduation from school, he flatly refused to go anywhere. Neither the mother's tears nor the father's stern conversations had any influence. As this curly-haired miracle explained, it would only arrive in a year. Until that moment, he will seriously prepare for admission. In his opinion, he should deal with not only domestic, but also global energy. I chose the Institute of Oil, Gas and Energy. This is in one of our southern cities. What he did all year is unknown. But he failed the entrance exams. And now they got him a “prestigious” job. “Well, how is yours studying?” Lena asked. - Yes, so-so, only girls on my mind, and even a computer! - At least yours has girls! And Egor is a dunce in this regard. “What, he’s not interested in girls?” I asked. - They are interested... Yes, he is painfully stupid in this regard. What, Nikita didn’t tell you about the latest adventure? - No, I didn’t say anything. “And mine shares everything with me, like a daughter.” Do you know what he did? - Tell... The group went to the bay. Guys, girls... Yours was there too. Yegor finally decided to meet the girl there. We talked. And then he decided to surprise her. “Close your eyes and give me your hand,” he asked his chosen one. She trustingly did everything, waiting with bated breath for a surprise. And the surprise, thanks to the efforts of my dunce, took place. He placed the frog he had just caught in her palm. You can imagine what happened next... So he doesn’t get along well with the ladies. He's still virgin with me. This is at nineteen years old! He boasts in front of his friends... - How do you know all this? - Yes, I’m telling you that he tells me everything himself... https://i.postimg.cc/BZ13n2zr/ Lianna-3-L.jpg “Listen, Lenka,” I turned to my friend, deciding to change the subject. You say Egor in the heating network. But he can help me. - How? How can this nonsense help you? — I need to change the battery in my living room. Well, a heating radiator. Now is the time, summer... “Can he?” Lena looked at me doubtfully. You know his experience. Gosh, one word. (Lena addresses her son using the diminutive form of the name - Gosha, Zhora, Goga) - Well, at least he’ll try. Trying is not torture.... Lena and I entered our entrance together. Then she goes to her apartment, and I go to the elevator. Well, here it is again. Walk again to the tenth! While I was walking, and I walked for quite a long time, various small questions popped into my head. And suddenly... I was even afraid of this thought. - What if you seduce this virgin, Yegor!? I stopped on the landing between the sixth and seventh floors. I stood and listened to the rapid beating of my heart, this thought excited me so much. A neighbor from No. 9 passing downstairs asked if I was okay. - Yes, thank you, everything is fine, I just stopped to catch my breath. And I slowly walked further, or rather higher. At home I started spinning, this and that, distracted from erotic dreams. And only lying in bed, before going to bed, I again indulged in daydreaming. You say, this brat was given to you, there are no better men, or what? There is, of course there is. And a lot. But this is a special case. Virgin! It's all his first time. An exciting moment. It's like cream on milk. And I passionately wanted to skim off this cream. And I’ll take them off!.. At night I dreamed of something erotic. Apparently I was moaning. My husband woke me up. - What's wrong with you? — I had a nightmare. - You moaned differently. I wisely remained silent. I fell asleep again. I dreamed nothing more. I don’t know how it happened, but in the morning I woke up with a ready-made plan of action. True, the plan was quite short: I invite Yegor around ten or eleven. At this time, my friends will disperse: some to work, some to study. I’ll ask Elena Vladimirovna for half a day. But what to do with Yegor? He cannot come whenever he pleases. I was beginning to realize how flimsy my plan was. Oddly enough, Egor himself came to the rescue. He called my home phone. - Aunt Lina! This is Orlov calling. Egor. Mom said you want to change the battery? - Yes, I would like to. It doesn't warm up, it's a nuisance. - But your men can’t? - Egor. You need tools, some skills... - OK then. Tomorrow we are working as a team in our neighborhood. I'll make an agreement with the hillock. “Who will you agree with?” I didn’t understand. “Well, with my superiors,” Yegor explained patiently. In general, tomorrow, around noon. So, that means tomorrow. Fine. Let's break the boy's virginity! I did a lot in the morning: I fed my men breakfast, saw them off, had breakfast myself, and took a shower. She opened the door lock. Sitting. I am waiting. I wait an hour, an hour and a half. The doorbell rings and a voice is heard immediately. - Yes, it’s open here. Is anyone home? - I recognized Yegor’s voice. - Yes, Yegor, come in. I myself was sitting on the sofa, legs apart and lifting the hem of my colorful house skirt. The guy entered the living room, looked at me and froze... Of course. He had never seen anything like this in his life. - Come here, Zhorik! But “Zhorik”’s table is like a pillar of salt. I had to go up to him and help him get to the sofa. I see the guy is in a stupor. She took out a bottle of cherry liqueur from the bar. One glass and five minutes later Yegor melted. He looked at me, confused. He, of course, understood what awaited him. I’m not a psychologist, but I know: he wants me and is afraid at the same time. Well, all of you guys are like that! Brave only in words. And just a little into the bushes... The second glass brought the guy back to normal. A meaningful look, cheeks turning pink. I continued to weave nets. True, I decided not to use “heavy artillery” for now. Let's talk. - Egor, let's not touch the battery for now. Let's talk. https://i.postimg.cc/J4VLDGVG/Lianna- 4.jpg - About what? - About life. For example, do you have a girlfriend? Although she herself knew perfectly well that she didn’t. “Yes,” Gosha answered after a short struggle with his conscience. Lied. Oh well. We are all like that... But then Egor amazed me. - Forgive me, Aunt Lina, I told a lie. I don't have a girlfriend. I lied... I was already dumbfounded. I didn't expect it. And you are a difficult guy. Well, the more interesting the process will be. - Egor, you probably already realized that it’s not the battery. Or rather, in it, but we will deal with it later. And now another, no less interesting activity awaits us. Tell me boy, can you kiss? “No,” he answered doomedly. - I'll teach you. Tell me, have you already had women? - I asked a question to raise the guy in his own eyes. “It wasn’t,” he answered with a slight stutter.
—You want to remember your kiss for the rest of your life. “Yes,” the intrigued Yegor answered quietly. “I’ll show you where to kiss a woman for the first time... I instantly came up with a plan: Gosha should give his first kiss in his life to my pussy!” I'll break him down! ... The guy enthusiastically examined my body. First, through the thin fabric of a blouse and skirt. Then I told him what men do with women's clothes in such cases. Egor sniffled and undressed me. He turned as red as a tomato. Excited! He undressed clumsily. I had to teach him on the fly: what and how to shoot. “Study, Egorka, it will come in handy!” I couldn’t restrain myself from teaching. As a matter of fact, there wasn’t much to take off: a blouse, a skirt, and panties. They didn’t take off the bra, they just pulled it down, freeing her breasts. I walked around the room demonstratively. Egor looked at me greedily, he literally devoured my flesh with his eyes. How pleasant these glances were to me! They stroked my vanity. But the guy apparently got tired of just staring at my charms. He came up to me, grabbed my chest with one hand, and put his other hand on the back of my head with the obvious intention of kissing me. But this was not part of my plans. I pulled away slightly. “Mountain, wait a little,” I turned to Yegor as his mother, Lena, calls him. Take your time, let's sit down. I want to tell you something. With these words I climbed onto the sofa. “And you sit down on the carpet, next to me,” I asked. https://i.postimg.cc/sXkth0Lt/Lianna- 6.jpg Egor obediently sat down at my feet. “You can pet them,” I encouraged the guy, noticing that he didn’t take his eyes off my legs. Gosha put his palms on my knees. His hands trembled barely noticeably. - Afraid? No, more like impatience. The guy already wants it! So,” I continued. Do you want your first kiss to be remembered for the rest of your life!? “Yes,” Yegor answered quietly, no longer stroking his knees, but his thighs. He looked at me with the devotion of a fox terrier. By spreading my legs a little, I thereby provided the guy with an overview of what he would have to do in the near future. He looked at my pussy, fascinated. “Ready,” I thought. It's time! “Most men don’t know what a woman wants.” They don't understand how to please her. And you don’t know, although you think differently. But you are lucky to meet me! I will teach you...I will teach you a lot. Want? Yegor was silent. “Of course you want to!” I said with confidence. As you wish. But for some reason you are silent “I want to,” my partner finally deigned to respond. He did not look me in the eyes, his gaze was directed elsewhere. My shaved pussy completely captured his attention. So everything is going well! - So, women love, really love kisses. But kisses are not easy, unusual. And you don’t have to kiss us just anywhere! My fingers entered Yegor’s curls. I pulled him by the hair towards me. Slightly. Just a little bit. I wanted to check the guy's reaction. At first he stuck his head, you can’t move him! Then, apparently realizing something, he succumbed to my effort. Little by little, Gosha’s head was getting closer... To what, I think you understand. - Mountain, kiss me. With these words, I began to fall back onto the sofa and dragged my curly booty with me. I don’t know, maybe it hurt him, I didn’t ask, but I pulled hard. Very soon Yegor’s face was sucking next to the pussy eager to meet him. “Kiss, bunny, kiss!” I insisted. My efforts were crowned with success. A slight effort of my hands and my crotch felt a slight stubble on the guy’s face. He probably heard something from friends about cunnilingus or “cunnilingus” as he likes to say my husband, so he began to uselessly wriggle around with his still inept tongue. I just have to teach him. - Yegorchik, look what needs to be done. I raised his head, spread his legs further and showed him with my manicure what to pay attention to. - This is the clitoris, I probably heard it. He really wants to make friends with your tongue. You need to caress him gently... Egor understood what I wanted from him, but he did cunnilingus as if he wanted to lick right through the thick prison wall and escape! - My little bunny, don’t push so hard. You need to circle the clitoris with your tongue, slowly, gently and persistently... The guy heeded my request and I immediately felt it. Pulses of pleasure began to overwhelm me. My breathing became irregular, I began to moan little by little. Nothing excites a man more than the realization that his caresses are not indifferent to a woman. So it is with Yegor. He heard my moans and Eros leaped in him like a stallion! The guy opened his mouth wide and wrapped his lips around my entire crotch. But I didn’t give up working with the clitoris. His tongue, with the persistence of a windshield wiper, continued to describe semicircles around my mound: in one direction, then in the other... My pussy began to prepare for climax. - Baby, work with your fingers, next to your lips... Here and there... Work. Yegor's fingers, already roughened by metalworking tools, slid along the labia. Forward, backward... The brewing orgasm finally took shape. I even allowed myself to scream a little, there is no need to hold back my emotions in such cases! Egor pulled away from my womb and watched as I was sausaged. His face was shining, generously lubricated by the generous secretions of my loving “girl”. But he seemed little concerned about it. He looked at my face and tried to understand why I was grimacing. And this happens to me: I come and grimace. I can't do anything about it! And why? I asked the guy to repeat the lesson. After all, everyone knows that repetition is... Egor really enjoyed driving me into a frenzy. Two more times I grimaced and two more times the guy looked at me like an entomologist looking at a beetle. Apparently he was trying to remember my rich facial expressions at such moments. He thinks all ladies come the same way. Stupid! I also thanked Egorka. His hefty penis became my trophy for some time. Knowing that my counterpart was a boy, not a man, I was extremely careful with his pussy. First of all, I carefully kissed the head of the penis, purple from the blood pressing from inside. Kiss, kiss again. I worked with my tongue. Then, with quick, light kisses, the tender shaft of the penis, the scrotum... I sat on the penis easily, almost not noticing how it slid into me. “Yes, Lina, your pelvis is clearly not a girl’s!” the following thought flashed through my mind. I moved my pelvis carefully, trying not to cause a premature reaction from my partner. From time to time she slowed down the rhythm, trying to prolong the pleasure for both herself and Yegor. “Can it be the other way around?” Yegor suddenly asked. - So it’s the other way around? - Well, this is the pose. - Oh, should I get on all fours? - I asked. - Yes. - I would say, become a cancer, Aunt Lina. Naturally, I became a cancer. And Egorka enthusiastically fucked me in the knee-elbow... After Egorov’s orgasm, I lay relaxed on the sofa, not particularly caring about my nakedness. My partner immediately slipped into the shower. - He’s shy, he’s still young. But nothing. He'll get used to it... Epilogue. Fragment of entries from Yegor Orlov’s diary: - Yesterday I got married. I dated a girl for a year and a half. We've known each other for a long time. My fiancee, and now wife, my classmate. Yesterday there was a wedding. A lot has been said. Even more was drunk with good toasts. What I remember most was the toast of Aunt Lina, my mother’s friend. I won't give it all. She ended it traditionally: “bitterly”! I kissed the bride, and before my eyes there was my first kiss in my life: I was kissing the pussy of Aunt Lina, Lianna Eduardovna. This scene occurred to me before, every time I started kissing Lyuda, my fiancée. I admit that this gave me great pleasure! Two kisses at the same time... 88945 31 16196 21 2 Rating +10 [10]