I went to the alley to play with the children. I saw Mary standing by the wall and crying. I asked what happened? Amir said he was mocked and called Khapal. Maryam was our neighbor and had family visits with us. Compared to his 10-12 year old age, he was neither short nor very fat, but he had a muscular and fat body, he was just a little shy, and maybe that was why Amir had put his head on his head. We were all just grown up and it will hit us soon. I told Maryam to go to our sister's house so that I could pay Amir's account. I drove him home and handed him over to my sister Mina. Mina was two or three years older than us and Maryam Ono loved her very much. I went back to the alley myself and started playing. I was still not warm when my sister came and called me. Said my mom and I are going to the dentist. Maryam is watching a cartoon. I called her mom, she knows she's here. Let him go whenever he wants. I also had to go home without a key. When my mother and sister left, I took ice cream from the refrigerator and went to the reception where Maryam was.
He knocked on the door. Maryam was sitting on the couch and Cinderella was disappearing. The heel of his foot was on the edge of the sofa to make it more comfortable. Her skirt was down and what a sight! His white legs were visible. A fat girl who was not a child at all and had a feminine state like that of older girls. Along these two lustrous white columns was lost in a strip of white shorts that was thin and did not hide anything. A faint image of that limp body that I had always longed to see was in front of my eyes. I never thought it would be so clumsy. It was as if two small fat fish had been forcibly placed under it. I wanted to go in the middle of his legs and put my face in there. From the excitement of the cartoon he was watching, his legs sometimes opened and closed. When Ronash approached, I felt that they were clinging to my face, and when they separated, there was room for me to move my face forward and feel the warmth and softness of her female body, to rub my face on Ronash, the edge of her shorts. I push aside and suck on her soft limbs.
The treasure that had been hidden in Maxi's pants or skirt until that day was now in front of my eyes. I had to make an offer and take the opportunity, otherwise it would just be a memory to masturbate.
Thinking about the plan I had to draw, I sat down next to him and handed him the ice cream.
- You do not eat yourself?
- Now you eat.
- You are very kind, like Minajun.
I said you are a good girl, better and more beautiful than all the girls on the street. A smile of satisfaction covered his face and he took the ice cream towards me to lick the second one. When I turned to the ice cream, I grabbed the top of my knee, which was out of my shorts, and held it there. While I was enjoying this erotic contact, it was as if I had made an archimedean discovery. Maryam put her hand on my lip and said: You are right, how hot, you started from the beginning. And put his cool palm on my lap. But what I felt was a stream of lust running from its rush into my body, making a commotion in the middle with a new stream being added from above. It was all the first thought in my head: my head should be between Ronash and my lips stuck to them and my mouth on his shorts. I said it's useless, your little hand, I have to stick my face to your feet. And without waiting for an answer, I got up and sat on the ground in front of him and said, "Now put your feet down on both sides of my head." You did it in the face. His legs were crossed over my shoulders and my head was between them.
The Cinderella cartoon was at its bottom, but my work had just begun. I tilted my head back a little so that my face stuck to Ronash on both sides: Akhish, how cool! Of course, it was not cool at all, and on the contrary, it had a pleasant warmth.
- Aren't you upset?
- Not only do I get a little upset.
- Do you want me to get up?
- No, relax.
I slowly moved my head back and forth and rubbed my lips against it. I tilted my head so that my lips were in contact with the light. Each time I pushed myself back a little until my head reached the end of Ron and his crotch shorts and I felt his soft limbs. I wanted to turn 180 degrees and put my mouth where my head was touching. Seeing and smelling the ridge that I had only seen from a faint image of it made me impatient. I said: The tip of my nose is itching, can I steam with a pot? And without waiting for an answer, I turned around a little and rubbed my nose against it, and slowly got closer to the end of the gorge. I was no more than two or three centimeters away from the goal. For a moment, I stuck my nose in the protrusion of his shorts and went up and down through the gap I felt. One of them folded his legs and my face got stuck between Rona and her female limbs. He had a sensation of orgasm. I had nothing to be satisfied with. But he soon tore his legs apart. I took a deep breath and filled my chest with the scent of femininity. At that moment, I was able to see the cleft palate of her female limbs and the tangled hair she had pulled out. I got up and sat down next to him again. I said: Are you really grown up?
- No, Dad, I'm still a kid.
- No, you grew up too. I have a few signs. The first is that you love Cinderella and you want to be in her place, right?
- Yeah, so next?
- I can not say later, I can not go, are not we Muharram?
- So how can we become Muharram?
I thought for a while, I said: I should be a candidate, for example.
- How're you?
- I went and wrapped a book in a scarf that became a mysterious food, I brought it and put it on the couch, I put my hand on the method, I told you to put your hand on it, repeat everything I say. I said: O God, you know how much we love each other, make us mahram, like a fiancé, like a couple, so that we can say whatever we want to each other. Let's hug and kiss each other lovingly, we can change clothes in front of each other, in short, we can do all the things they do.
Maryam repeated all this like a parrot.
- Well, we have become Muharram, we just have to stay between us. If someone understands our secret, we can no longer be friends.
- I do not know. Now tell me, what were the other signs that I grew up?
I took her hand and kissed her. I said kiss me too so that our promise will be fulfilled. We kissed when I was relieved to reach my goal. I said: The first reason is that when girls grow up, their aunts also grow up, it becomes yours too, look, it does not fit in my hand. I very gently put my hand on her tight chest, which was not yet familiar with the bra. The electricity started in my body again, but I controlled myself and removed my hand from his chest. I knew that haste and carelessness would ruin the work.
Maryam blushed a little but said nothing. I said, "Look, it 's true that we became Muharrams, but if you do not like me, I will tell the rest." As if he had been hit, he said: No, say, I want to know. I said I had underarms and hair there too. For children who do not have hair.
- How do you know?
- Well, I saw it a minute ago, it can be seen from your shorts. A little lower, if you are cute, he will like it very much, where you ate my nose, you became somehow. Do you want me to caress you?
Without waiting, I put my hand on the spray and slowly went to his shorts. When I reached the sensitive place, I started rubbing. Ronasho clung to each other.
- Do not be afraid, it will not be like that.
- I'm not afraid, I'm not going to Rome.
- Remember, we became intimate with each other, you put your hand on mine, he likes it.
I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and put my hand on the bulge of my shorts.
- Be, play, catch, push.
He finally took it off his shorts. He touched it with hesitation to see what was happening. I said: If we put it in shorts, it has more bags. I gently put my hand in his shorts. His limbs completely filled my hand. I kept him still to get used to it. Then I put my finger next to the slit. It was wet. I did not know at the time that this was a sign of gradual satisfaction. I asked him to put his hand in my shorts. By the time he got it, he was completely stiff and big. I rubbed his, he rubbed mine. After a minute or two, it was soaking wet. I could not wait any longer. I said that now we have reached the original candidate for the game. We have to stick to each other naked. I put him to sleep on the couch. I pulled down my shorts. My God, what a peach. Her lips were stuck together, her clitoris was not clear. He was still small and he had turned upside down. I opened it a little. It was pink and shone with wetness.
- What a beautiful flower you have.
I kissed her and kissed her. Then I pulled down my pants. I went method. I rubbed and pressed it myself. As the tip went, I was splashing. It didn't take me two or three minutes for my water to come. I was motionless for a minute. Then I got up.
- It was great, wasn't it?
- I liked it too.
While I was cleaning it, I weighed the half-explanation about the man's water. We hugged and kissed again. I emphasized that this secret should be kept between us. I chased Maryam to the door. We were together a few more times, but I do not remember any of them like the first time.
