Olesya

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Sasha met Olesya in a nightclub.
It was about two o’clock in the morning and he was about to leave, but before leaving he decided to drink some vodka
with cranberry juice. He loved this light drink because it made Sasha a little drunk and at the same time kept him in good shape. He walked up to the bar and tried to draw the bartender’s attention to himself.
The club was very crowded and noisy, so Sasha’s attempts were unsuccessful.
He thought that he should approach the counter from the other side, where there were fewer people.
But then he noticed a girl standing with her elbows on the wall. She was at arm’s length from Sasha.
She staggered a little, and it was clear that she was very drunk. Sasha took a step towards her and asked - are you okay?
She immediately answered him that she was very tired and wanted to go home. Sasha was a little surprised by her answer, but he felt
that it was not just an answer, but rather a request for help. And as soon as he thought about it, she looked him straight in the eyes and asked - do you have 300 rubles for a taxi? He looked into her eyes and was a little taken aback. She was beautiful.
Minimum makeup, and maybe even without it at all. Her beauty was simple and natural. She was small in stature and therefore looked up at Sasha with her beautiful brown eyes.
Sasha smiled a little and thought that in this state she would not go far.
- Listen, I’m going to leave too. Do you want me to help you get home? Sasha suggested.
She started shaking her head - no, no, no, I can’t go home... - I told my parents that I was spending the night with a friend tonight.
- Well, okay. Let me take you to my friend. Sasha said smiling.
She started shaking her head again - No... No... My friend also has parents...
Then she pressed her whole back against the wall and began to slide down it.
She sat down and tucked her knees and hung her head. Her dark hair hung from her elbows like a blanket.
Sasha had to shield her from the crowd, because people simply did not see that someone was sitting there.
Without thinking for long, he leaned down and took her hand, lifted her up and together they headed towards the exit.
On the street Sasha asked her - So, is it possible to see your friend because you are drunk? With her head hanging, she tried
to nod.
-So, what will you do then? Sasha asked, already suspecting that most likely he had found himself in an interesting situation.
Probably already falling asleep, standing with her chin on her chest, she shook her head.
-I see. Sasha said with a sarcastic nod and a serious look.
-So we’re going to my place? Ask him.
And in response she received another nod, from which her very long, dark hair with shine developed in waves downwards.
She was wearing a knee-length skirt and a black leather jacket. It looked cool, even beautiful. And Sasha
thought: Why did such a cool girl, alone in a nightclub, suddenly get so drunk? Something must have happened to her.
Sasha hugged her so that she would not fall, and as soon as he did this, she almost hung on him.
He pulled her back - So we won’t catch any taxi, stop normally.
She stood up straight and tried to pull down her skirt and zip up her jacket.
A couple of minutes later, Sasha hailed a taxi, opened the back door and sat in the back seat with her.
As soon as they sat down, she immediately laid her head on his shoulder and fell asleep.
Twenty minutes later they were already home. Sasha had only one thought in her head - Where will she sleep? Wait, wait.
nooo, noooo. Where will I sleep?
-What a joke. Thought Sasha. And he smiled a little.
The fact is that Sasha lived in a one-room apartment and he only had one bed. Rather, there was simply no place in the apartment where it was possible to sleep other than on the bed. Well, unless it’s on the floor, of course. And Sasha definitely didn’t want to sleep on the floor. He was thinking, but immediately realized that - Nooo...
As soon as they entered the apartment, Sasha immediately offered her something to eat or drink, tea or coffee. What could
invigorate her somehow. But she flatly refused everything and only asked: “Where is the bathroom?”
Sasha took off her jacket and led her into the bathroom. Closing the door behind him, he paused and asked her, “Do you need anything?”
She shook her head again in response.
He sat in the kitchen and waited for her to come out. Fifteen minutes passed, and then twenty, and then all thirty, and Sasha realized
that he probably needed to see what she was doing there. He walked up and knocked on the door.
-Are you okay there? He asked.
He did not receive an answer, so he knocked again, a little later again, and again.
-If you are undressed, get dressed, I will come in. He said.
Receiving no reaction, he opened the door.
As he entered, he saw her sitting on the edge of the bathroom, her hands folded on the sink and her head resting on them.
She slept soundly to the sound of water flowing into the sink.
Sasha woke her up, picked her up and led her into the room.
As he led her to the bed, he thought - How will she sleep? In clothes? This is the skirt
in which she sat on the floor in the club? Hmm. Interesting.
Sasha didn’t have pajamas; he generally liked to sleep naked. More precisely, he simply could not sleep in his clothes.
But he had a tracksuit and he hastened to invite her to change into it.
But, she shook her head again. She simply began to undress. Sasha was a little taken aback. He just stood there and looked at it.
She took off her blouse, and underneath was a beautiful, slightly reflective pink bra. Then she awkwardly began to take off her skirt.
Underneath she was wearing panties, the same color as her bra.
She tried to find the edge of the blanket. Having found him, she opened the bed and eagerly dived into it.
Sasha saw her miniature ass. She was beautiful.
She was only able to dive into bed diagonally. And she probably didn’t even think about covering herself with a blanket.
I guess I just forgot.
Sasha carefully took her legs and pushed her under the blanket, thereby aligning her body on the bed parallel.
He turned off the light and sat down on the bed. He thought - What should I do? I definitely won’t be able to sleep in clothes. Well, okay, I’ll wrap myself in a blanket.
He undressed and lay down on the bed. He covered her and himself with a blanket. He lay there and thought about what an absurd, but at the same time funny situation he had found himself in.
These thoughts brought a small smile to his face. He thought he should try to sleep.
After about thirty minutes, he realized that he couldn’t fall asleep. Her hair smelled of some kind of perfume
so good that it began to excite him.
And Sasha began to have what he thought were not quite adequate thoughts and desires.
After another half hour, he decided to allow himself to stroke her hand.
Her skin was so smooth and soft that his hand involuntarily went down to her back and he no longer had
any thoughts in his head about the inadequacy of his desires and actions.
His hand stroked her body lower and lower, and after another half an hour he was already stroking her ass. Oh she was divine.
When his fingers stroked her ass, almost between her legs, Sasha felt the heat of her body and this excited him even more.
He could no longer stop himself. He began to quietly remove her panties.
She was lying on her left side with her back to Sasha. And in order not to wake her, he lowered her panties so that he could caress her labia. He touched them. Her pussy was smoothly shaved and so soft that Sasha had a stake.
Sasha moved closer to her, moistened her pussy with saliva and quietly tried to stick his penis there.
Oh, how hot and pleasant it was there. Sasha thrusted deeper and deeper into her pussy. He listened to her breathing,
listening to see if she was waking up. She slept soundly, very, very soundly.
Finally, Sasha managed to completely insert his penis into her pussy. And Sasha’s penis, I must say, was big.
He’s already heard from several girls phrases like “wow, you’ve grown some hair,” or “you’ve grown a sausage.”
When he completely thrust her penis deep into her pussy, he began to remember the phrases the girls said to him.
And this excited him even more. He quietly, slowly and deeply fucked her pussy.
Sasha didn’t have condoms. He just didn’t use them. He bought vaginal contraceptive creams.
With them it was possible for girls to cum right in their pussy. But on this day Sasha did not have such cream.
And he began to think - What to do?
There was only one way out and, apparently, it would only have to end there. Thought Sasha.
Fortunately, Sasha always had a roll of napkins next to his bed.
Sasha took his dick out of her hot pussy and began to move it along her sweet ass.
He began to press on her anus, having first lubricated it well with lubricant from her vagina.
The hole became softer and softer, and at one moment the head of his penis entered her ass.
She took a deep breath and made a sound like a groan.
Sasha froze. He waited a couple of minutes and again began to slowly and methodically insert his penis into her elastic ass.
He inserted it deeper and deeper into her hot ass. And finally he fully introduced it to her.
Oh, how deep it was. So deep that Sasha felt the curve of her intestines. He could no longer hold back the pleasure and, taking a deep breath into his lungs so as not to scream in ecstasy, he shot in her ass like he had never shot before.
He held her ass and came there for probably five minutes, as it seemed to him.
It was so sweet that for another ten minutes after that he lay in the position in which he came.
When Sasha came to his senses from pleasure, he tore the napkin from the roll, took his penis out of her ass and wrapped it around her.
Then he tore off the second napkin and wiped her ass.
Then he quietly put panties on her, went to the bathroom, returned and went to bed. He fell asleep very sweetly and quickly.
In the morning Sasha woke up, she was still sleeping. He prepared her breakfast and waited for her to wake up.
When she woke up, Sasha told her - Good morning. And he asked - Do you remember what happened yesterday?
In response, wrapped in a blanket, she asked him - Where am I?
Sasha told her about her trip to the nightclub and how she ended up at his house.
She thanked him and said, “I should probably go.”
Sasha offered her breakfast, she looked at him in surprise, smiled and agreed.
She was very hungry after yesterday’s incidents.
-What is your name? Sasha asked.
-Olesya... Looking at him with a smile, she answered.

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