My little girl, my love, "I whispered in a fit of passion," my sweet, dear, Tanechka ... "" What ?! " How did you call me ?! The scoundrel! The girl broke away from my arms and swung to slap her face. I barely managed to grab her hand. I sat down on the edge of the bed ...
"Go away ..." he said deafly . She did not force herself to beg. She gathered things scattered around the apartment, dressed and left. When the front door slammed behind her, I collapsed onto my bed backwards and closed my eyes. "Tanya, I feel so bad without you ..." - groaned mentally. How often I remember, I always needed sex. Constantly. No matter where, with whom. Just to satisfy the desire. It all started when I was sixteen. As I remember right now: I'm a graduating class student, she is a thirty-year-old lonely babe from a neighboring porch. I have long eaten a look at her feminine forms and quietly drooled. Apparently, she noticed my "hungry" look and once ... asked me to help carry her heavy bags to her apartment. Of course, I agreed. He followed her up the steps, striving to look under the short skirt. I did not know that in a few minutes I would see everything ... The forbidden fruit was ripped off. She seduced me (if she had not taken the initiative herself, I would not have bothered to stick to her for anything).
Now I understand that the beauty with me just had fun. But I fell in love! Therefore, when about a month later she picked up a man more suitable for her by age and gave me a turn from the gate, I almost died of anguish. The body stubbornly demanded sex. More and more. Porn films and masturbation helped little. My classmates did not give me. No, not because they were still virgins (most of them were acquainted with sex first-hand), just while I was studying my neighbor, they already found themselves sighing objects and clamped with them on the entrances.
Everything has changed in the institute. ABOUT! I looked up to the full. Slept with all the girls from our group (the benefit of these not used to drinking drunks could easily be drunk and ... well ... you know ...), and then switched to parallel. That's when the first trouble awaited me. A modest gray mouse named Tanya otshila. I'm ofigel (to put it mildly). To be honest, I wanted to have sex with her, only to make a person nice. And who else will look at her, any such? And suddenly I got a rebuff. A sort of tub of icy water. Br-rr ...
I do not know how it happened, but I got into it. To the ears. He could see blue eyes like the sky (even without make-up, but beautiful ones), hair of the black wing (even without fashionable hairstyles, but long ones.) I wanted to run a fiddle in them. I completely lost my head. I started writing poems, which she called untalented. He said compliments to which she did not believe. Waiting for her at the exit from the institute and followed him to the house. In short, turned into a true lover, eager to see the gracious look of his beloved. Yes, I confess - I slept with her friends in parallel. In another way I could not. I needed a discharge, otherwise I would just move my brains. A year passed and ... the fortress fell. This happened when I accompanied Tanya home after a student's party.
We walked along the embankment. The moon reflected in the water. Dull lights set up a romantic mood. We stopped in the middle of the bridge, leaning on the railing, looking at the dark water. And then I confessed to her in love. For the first time in my life. None of my eh-er ... numerous sexual partners I did not say such words.
But Tatyana did not appreciate my spiritual impulse. She was silent like a fish. Then I asked her directly if she loved me. In response - silence. Not a single sound. Without thinking twice, I jumped on the railing.
- If you do not love me, and if I do not have a chance, I'll jump right now ...
- Get down, crazy! - she was frightened, she began to pull me off.
"Do you love me or not?"
"Get down immediately!"
"Do you love or not?"
- Love love love!
- Repeat louder, I did not hear! - shouted, rejoicing in the soul (he achieved his own!)
"I love you, and now get down quickly!" That night we spent together. I was on top.
Showed everything that my neighbor taught me.
"Do you really love?" He asked in the morning. Her eyes, clouded after a night of pleasure, told me everything without any words. I was happy. Insanely happy.
Two months later Tanya became pregnant. Naturally, I immediately offered her my hand and my heart. I loved her more than life, however ... still could not be true. I needed sex. Lots of sex. The first time I changed her right at our wedding. I retired with some tipsy girl in the men's room. And when we came out of there, we caught my new wife. There was such disgust on her face ...
I apologized, swore, I was afraid that this would not happen again. He said: they say, I do not understand myself how it happened, this girl has seduced me. I do not know if Tatiana believed in my lies, but ... forgave. I could not calm down. Rather, he did not want to. At work, where he settled down after the institute, he seduced first the secretary of the chief, then the sales manager, after her - the finance manager. He justified himself by saying that everything at home with "this business" is not all right. A month before the birth, Tanya spent in the hospital (threat of breakdown), immediately after the birth of her daughter, again, it is impossible. And when it seems like it has already become possible, the wife was so tired for the whole day with her little daughter that she only wanted to sleep. So I went "on the side". At the same time, he did not feel any pangs of conscience.
After all, sex is not love . I do not know how long this would last, but there were well-wishers who "opened their eyes" to my Tanya. I return home somehow, and on the rug near the door to the apartment there is a bag with my things ... Instead of falling to my knees and begging for forgiveness, I ... hit all the hard. Every day I dragged a new woman to my bed. "Sex does not happen much." But the more women passed through my bed, the less I enjoyed. With each new lady, the black emptiness that has formed inside me since recent times has grown. In the morning I woke up with a meaningless hope that I would open my eyes - and next to my pillow is Tanya. But instead of her I saw someone else's face. Beautiful, but someone else's. And so it came to that the next young lady I called her name.
The girl was offended. I did not apologize, but asked her to leave. Too much sex, too ... And I need love and warmth. I want to see my wife. "I feel so bad without you, Tanya. Forgive me, dear, if you can ... "