ResortВ sex. Sea erotica

Vitaly Mushkin

The main character comes toВ aВ seaside resort and gets acquainted on the first day with his mother and daughter, with Alla and Vika. His daughter is aВ little younger, Mom aВ little older. The hero tries toВ flirt with Vika, but on the last night before his departure he starts aВ stormy affair with Alla. Relations are tied directly into the sea, at night. And the connection between them appears so strong that they meet exactly one year later at the same resort.

ResortВ sex

Sea erotica

Vitaly Mushkin

© Vitaly Mushkin, 2017

ISBNВ 978-5-4485-3331-0

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PartВ 1

That’s the sea! Beach, resort, all inclusive, 5 stars, super! Plus unlimited opportunities for dating and flirting. At dinner I was at the same table with my mother and daughter. My daughter is slightly younger than me, my mother is a little older. We arrived too recently. My daughter’s name is Vika, my mother is Alla. Both are of the same height, slender, the daughter has hair to her shoulders, her mother is short. Both moderately cute, behave like girlfriends, but from the outside, you can not say that mom and daughter, well, exactly – girlfriends. In the morning, walking to the sea, I came across them on the beach. – “Vitaly, go to us!” Played cards, bathed, sunbathed, brought them ice cream. And somehow it happened that time began to spend together. Together we went to dinner, together sunbathed, we met in the evening on entertainment programs. The friendship with Vika and Alla blocked me the possibility of dating with other, single travelers. Although, in truth, single girls did not really exist. All or families or companies. But there were a lot of women in the resort. Vika and Alla were well built up, pleasant to the faces, but they were not so beautiful. They were good at communication, they joked and laughed a lot. With them it was easy and simple, as with old acquaintances.

At first I decided to priudarit for Vika, not with my mother, I was engaged in flirting. But my mother and daughter were almost inseparable. A couple of times I managed to steal Vic. We walked around the town, along the embankment, went to a local restaurant. Vika did not really take courtship. I did not even succeed in kissing her once. And the days flew fast, one by one… There came a dinner, tomorrow Alla and Vika fly home. It was a little sad, but soon I was going to leave the hospitable places here. We sat at the table all already so rested, tanned, condescendingly glancing at the white newcomers. At the end of dinner, when Alla went to add dessert, Vika suddenly handed me a note. Her face was mysterious. “Read it in the room,” she said. I hid the note in my pocket. What would that mean? I was at a loss. After lunch, it was necessary to lie in air-conditioned rooms, it was still hot in the “yard” during the day. “Come at one o’clock in the morning to our place on the beach,” was written in a note. Really? Does Vicochka give me a date? This is the last night…

In the evening at a concert of local amateur performance I sat next to Vika, although the place with Alla was also free and it would be more convenient to sit there. I moved in Vick and began to stroke her hand unnoticed. “Not now,” the girl whispered to me and moved away a little. Well, not now, not right now. I hardly found the night. He shaved, put on weight, put on his dress shirt. I took a bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers. “Our” place on the beach was a little away from the main, there were fewer people, in the afternoon. At night the place was completely deserted and dark. The sandy beach and the sea are illuminated only by a muted moonlight. The waves roll unhurriedly to the shore, there are no other sounds. I sat down on the sand, opened the bottle, poured the wine over the glasses and waited.

The clock was already half past one, when I heard a cry: “Vi