Erotic stories. Top Ten

Vitaly Mushkin

Wherever the actions of the stories of Vitaly Mushkin take place, whatever characters are involved, it is always interesting and makes you experience a great range of feelings, but first of all the feeling of attraction to the opposite sex, what we call erotica. Eroticism leads us through life. Eroticism captivates us in works of art. Long live Erotica!

Erotic stories

Top Ten

Vitaly Mushkin

© Vitaly Mushkin, 2018

ISBNВ 978-5-4490-8499-6

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Sex inВ aВ reservedВ car

Stranger inВ the night train

In the summer I went south on the train. The top shelf, a reserved car, a couple of days on the road. On the lower shelf there is a woman with glasses, on the contrary – an elderly couple, on the side seats – mothers with children. To go a long time, the table is constantly busy, then the spouses eat lunch, then the “teacher” reads the book and eats chocolate sweets. I called the neighbor from the bottom “teacher”, she really looked like a teacher in her big glasses. She has big black horn-rimmed glasses on her nose, her face is smooth, but stern. Age because of the glasses is difficult to determine, probably an old mother or a young grandmother. My share is the upper shelf, where I rest and read and flip through the Internet and sleep and look out the window. Women are young in the car a lot, but almost all with children.

It’s boring. Time moves barely. I’m lying on the shelf, I’m looking out the window. Outside the window, forests and copses spill. Summer. Hot. Downstairs the old man and the old woman again eat. Chicken, eggs, lard, cucumber, some kind of liquid, probably moonshine. The schoolboy is reading a book. The collar of her shirt is unbuttoned into several buttons. I can see from above how the tight breasts tightened by the bra slide into the rhythm of her movements. “Vitalik, what are you thinking about?” I said to myself. “She is older than you, especially so strict. Now he’ll call you to the board and put a deuce. “And the white breasts, bordered by a dark bra, are so seductively rocking right in front of my nose, at arm’s length.

Night, dark, the clatter of wheels. The car throws at the junctions (or not at the junctions?), It seems now it will capsize. I lie with my eyes open and imagine how I bathe and dive in the transparent, slightly cool sea to which I’m going. Sleep in one eye, he slept during the day. Boka is already aching from this shelf. Go for a walk? And where to go, except the toilet. The neighbors are all asleep. Elderly snoring in their places. The teacher lies quietly, too, asleep. On the side shelves in general, curtained sheets, they are not visible and can not be heard. Yes, now you can not see and nothing at all. How can I find my sneakers? To the touch. He went, stood in the toilet, then went out into the vestibule, stood there, went back. So do not hunt back on the shelf, knead the sides. The teacher lies face to face. She picked up her legs to her, there was a place to sit down. I’ll sit. Night, knocking on wheels, snoring, driving. We are going to the sea!

The teacher in a dream corrects the sheet she is covered with. And from under the sheet appears “in the light” her ass. Mother dear! My eyes are already accustomed to the darkness. I see a light contour of a large female pelvis. Also vaguely guesses a strip of dark panties. I need to dump, but something keeps me. Whether reluctance to crumple the sides, or a close female pelvis. “Maybe I should cover it?” I think. Suddenly it is cold? Although how she could be cold in such a hot car. I decide to cover the ass teacher. Carefully I take the edge of the sheet and cover it with the thigh of my companion. I hope she does not wake up. And I’m already finishing my questionable operation, when my hand is missing someone’s hand. This is the hand of the teacher! I am terri