Hello. My name is Yura. I want to tell you a story that happened to me many years ago on a hot Crimean beach, where I went to rest with my parents. I was 15 at the time, and I was a virgin. The female gender was already interested me, but I was rather timid and not very attractive. My virginity literally depressed me. I wanted to part with her so much that I agreed with almost everything. But all attempts to communicate with the girls ended in silly chatter, at the extreme - with a timid hug of round-shouldered girl's shoulders. She worked earlier in escort girls Liverpool Sometimes my problems seemed to me a stupid remnant of a transitional age, and I forgot about them for a while. Enjoying the hot southern sun, the summer, warm Black Sea, I rushed away, swam away, where the figurines on the beach seemed to be toy, and around you a blue abyss gently and majestically splashed ... And in these marathon swimmers I discovered that another person shared the same entertainment with me. Here and there, in a perfect solitude, young, attractive people were swimming, apparently enjoying detachment from everything earthly, like me. And this completely entrapped me. First thing I got was a mask, fins and a pipe. If I could, I would certainly get aqualung, so as not to stare at the female bodies from under the water. Do you know how sexy and attractive is the floating woman? She floats slowly, gently pushing water with her hands, as if asking to part ways before her and give her the way. At the same time, she spreads her legs slowly and shifts them. Her body tenses and relaxes. Her buttocks are squeezed tightly under the thin fabric of the swimsuit. Her breasts are slowly swaying from the movements of her own and the water. All this I saw later, when I began to pretend that I was studying underwater flora and fauna, diving under the floating women from afar, to enjoy the seconds of a wonderful spectacle from below upwards and panting to come out behind her. Especially I was intrigued by three young girls who swam together so far that I could barely keep up with them. They liked to swim late in the evening, when the cackling crowd of holidaymakers leave behind themselves on the pebble a pile of garbage and remove anyone. I also liked to swim at this time. I began to secretly watch this trio. They seemed to me adult aunts, although now I understand that the eldest was not even thirty. All fit, athletic physique, tanned and laughing, they flew into the sea running, picking up a bunch of splashes and diving off the run. Apparently, they were not bad swimmers, I do not have a couple, as they surfaced almost in half a minute's distance to fifty from the shore. Sharing jokes, pinching each other, they obviously pretended not to notice me - but where can I, a fifteen-year-old boy, understand this? I was glad to watch their almost naked bodies, and, impudent, swam closer. I already knew their names. One, a thin girl with prominent cheekbones and girls, in a cam, with breasts, was called Anya and wore a red closed swimsuit. When he was wet, I could see in the water the silhouette of the dark triangle between her beautiful slender legs. The second was Lena, she was wearing a separate lilac (very fashionable at that time) swimsuit-bikini, which gave an almost complete overview of the water of her charms - and they were first-class. The third one had a looser, grenadier figure, even a little stooped, but with large breasts and expressive hips. Her swimsuit was covered with two narrow stripes of black color in a massive chest, and one - a bikini line between the legs. Behind was a complete overview of the two tanned hemispheres with pronounced muscles, I think she was inflamed by bodybuilding. Her name was Ira. Nevertheless, the company got great, and I fantasized many times what I would do with them - one by one, of course. On that memorable day they swam quite a distance and I, daring, sailed 10-15 meters from them. Occasionally diving, I took in air and examined their bodies under water for half a minute. I noticed that they approached each other very closely, and something quietly discussed together, but as I saw it from under the water, I could not hear the words. Emerging once again, and taking breath, I saw that they jerked sharply from my place to me. On my faces, I imagined a sinister smile. "All! I've lost it, I've spotted it," I half-mumbled, and went under the corkscrew under the water. "Maybe, I'll!" But, having felt a strong jerk for the melting from behind, I realized that retribution overtook me. Turning around, I dropped the receiver from my mouth, and slowly began to sink under the pressure of Irina's large female belly. A few seconds later, something hit me from behind, and a mask flew from my face. In the spray mist of water I saw their white faces approaching me. Ira grabbed me with a real male clinch, which made my eyes darken. Behind, in my opinion, Lena, grabbed my foot and pulled in the depths. The last thing I remembered was that Ilya's clinch went into a double clinch - she wrapped her legs around my lower leg, which would make me excited in any other situation ...
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