My name is Saeed and the child of Ramsar is the bride of the cities of Iran. And I am an architecture student. Ever since I got to college, I met Oveyson and fell in love with his sexy memories until I decided to write my own.
One of my best memories is that I was not accepted in the eighty-year entrance exam and I made a serious decision to study for the next year. I did not leave the house. Like prisoners. Just test the integral differential problem class and…
I did not go to anyone's house, I only went to the public house once or twice, which lives an alley below us. In short, I was in a state of distress. The public girl was in exactly the same situation as me. He was two years behind the competition. She was a stylish and very beautiful girl and she was not lacking in beauty.
In short, I read hard until the XNUMXnd of Bahman, Baba, decided to visit my sister in Stockholm. My sister got married two years ago and went there with her husband. Her husband is a computer worker. God has just given him a son. That's why my mom and dad went to see their grandchildren. I also prayed to God for my death why I was so unhappy. On the night of the XNUMXth of Bahman, Baba, I took them to the airport and waited for them to fly. Then I went home with a while. O God, who wants to be alone for twenty days. I do not know how to make halves at all. Two days later, my father called and said that he had arrived and that it was too cold there. An eater ordered me not to leave the house alone at night. He ordered that you could only go to Amoot's house for lunch. But you have to eat something for breakfast and dinner. I also accepted. Honestly, I did not like going to the public house very much. Not that I hate the public, not because Saeedeh and I had a tough competition, I did not want to bother her too much.
I did not go for the first day or two. But then I went with my uncle's wife in a row. Our family is very close to the public family. When I arrived, I realized that it was not Saideh. Uncle's wife said gone physics class. At lunch I thought of my niece. I was not alone until Saeedeh returned from class. He was a little happy to see me and after greeting me, he changed his clothes and came to the table. I have really looked at her through the eyes of a sister. We are the same age. I am one week older than Saeedeh. That's why my name became Saeed, he became Saeed. When he came to the table, I offered him rice and pulled it. He bent down to pick up a fork, and my eyes went down from under his neck. وواای ی ی. My eyes were nailed. I forced my eyes off him. When I came home in the afternoon, I was thinking about that scene. Once or twice my brain sparked. But I stopped him. How can I think about sex with Saida. Then I remembered that when we were in the third year of high school, I once found some sexy movies on his computer. Even once last year, when we left, he was having a bloody sex conversation with his boyfriend. I said to myself, give it to the whole world, then it will not give it to me ???
I did not know whether to accept such a thing or not. I struggled with myself until evening. I decided to skip the course of these twenty days when I am alone for ten or twelve days and go to Saeedeh for diversity. My role was that since we were going to chemistry class together, one day I would take the pamphlets for that day and tell her that if she wanted, I would take her one day. So it was. But my role changed a little because it was me who was alone. That's why I didn't go to public house for lunch for two days. I also told them that I could not come for a few days. When Saeedeh realized that she could not see me for a few days and on the other hand the pamphlets were in my hand, she called and asked me to take the pamphlets to her. I also said no I can not. If you want, come and take it yourself. He told me that he would come after class tomorrow and take our pamphlets. The map had been solved so far. I was waiting for him the next day. I knew it was ten o'clock. Before that I went and took a shower. I did not let my hair fall out. Because I had a plan in mind. At ten or ten o'clock the bell rang. I did not open. Ran again I did not open. He called my cell phone and I picked it up. He asked me where I said the house said why do not you open the door I said I was asleep. I quickly went, threw the key out of the window, and went to the bathroom. He came and shouted a little that he was late and he had to go home. I told him I had not eaten breakfast yet. It's only been two days since I ate only half. (Lie) I asked him to make me a breakfast and then go. He knew I was clumsy and he believed I had not eaten. It started. He brewed tea, Meizu arranged for Saddam. I was eating. God, I had to do chika now. I did not know how to start a sexy conversation with her. Thank God, his phone rang right away. With a quick glance at her phone, I realized that her boyfriend had called her. He quickly went to the reception. Until I finish my morning, they talk to each other. I understood from their words several times that their discussion was sexy. Seeing me, he quickly said goodbye. I took him with me to my room to give him the pamphlets. I forgot that my computer was turned on. He asked me if your computer had been on since last night. I said I must have been tired, I forgot to turn it off. Sitting behind a computer. When he moved the mouse, the page that came was a spectacular photo of Shajarian on my desktop. Saeedeh Joonesh goes for Shajarian. me too. He asked me to take that photo. I also brought a chair and sat down. I got to work. I also played a few master songs that were just fresh. Kelly was fine. I nodded and told him who you were talking to on the phone and he said that the angel was my friend. I also said that the angel does not say sexy things. He was surprised by this shrine. He had never seen me speak so frankly. I said again that having a boyfriend is not a problem. I also have a girlfriend. Do you want to see her photo? She nodded and confirmed. I also showed her some photos of her girlfriend, which was a little comfortable. I even showed her a photo of my girlfriend in a corset and pants. She asked me, "Is this really your girlfriend?" I said what does not fit. Said why. You who have this photo, have you ever touched it? I said what do you mean by touch. With all the rewards, he said you had sex together. I was a little embarrassed by the lie and said no to sex, but we hugged each other. He asked me to compliment him on my girlfriend. I whispered to him with a little extra hot onion. Our conversation became a little softer.
He said no. I put my hand around his neck and told him to die, O God. He removed my hand and said he did not want to hug me. I told him how would you like to go into the arms of a stranger, but I did not? He said no, I have never been so comfortable with anything. I told him, "If you want me to kiss you now and kiss you from the bottom of my heart, will you be upset?" I told him that we, two nineteen-year-olds at this age, have sexual needs and that is why we go to strangers. Why. He told me you can go. I said the problem is that we are ashamed of each other.
As soon as he came to speak, I put my hand on his neck again and kissed him. The taste was round. I said Didi is not hard work. At that moment, I closed my eyes and gently moved my lips to his lips. We got a superficial lip. Was satisfied. He got up and said I was late and I had to go. I have one. He took the pamphlet and paused in the room. He came back and said, "You are right, Saeed." We have a sexual need. He came to me and we parted our lips again. I thought that when the work was finished, I put my hand around his waist and he said no, now it's too late. But I will come to you in the afternoon. He said goodbye and left. I screamed loudly and because I was happy I quickly picked up the phone and called Stockholm. I talked to my mom's dad's mom and relieved them of the situation.
It was about four o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived. He came and I gave him some tea to warm up because it was cold. I sat on her couch. I put my hand around his neck and he said at least wait for me to drink my tea. I said because I tasted it for the first time. We took a lip, I put my hand around his waist, I got a little closer to him. I opened the Mantusho buttons. Tapshu did it himself. I rubbed her breasts with a bite from her bra and kissed her on the lips. I unbuttoned his pants and unbuttoned his pants. Now he was wearing only a shirt and a bra. For the first time in my life, I pulled a hand that pulled an ax. He said you do not want to take off your clothes. I took off my clothes too. The worm was furious. For the first time, you saw Kir. I wanted to shout when he took my back in his hand. But I stopped myself. I also took off his shirt and corset. واییییی. I had never seen anyone. Jamoon was not very good. We went to my room. I put him to bed. Someone I rubbed. He said you say it's the first time, but you came in well. I said that I learned the same thing from the movie. I rubbed it faster. There was a lot of frustration. He said do not continue. Now it was my turn. I sat in front of him and wanted to kiss him, but he said, "Are you crazy?" I am girl. I said then I will do it for you. Did not allow. He said he was afraid. I promised not to continue if he was in pain. I lubricated my head with cream and rubbed it a little on the corner hole. I touched it with my little finger. It hurt a little. But he did not say a word. I gently put my head on the hole. As soon as I wanted to push, he jammed himself and he insisted that you do not hurt. I repeated again. But he still collected himself and did not let go. I did not press my foot either. I put my back in front of him and pumped him with three charts. I sprinkled them all on him. Kelly was fine. But not me. We went to the bathroom together. I fingered him a little. I wanted to put him in the corner again, but he would not let me. After the bath, we slept naked for a few minutes like this, and I was playing with her golden hair, which I thought was more enjoyable. Then he put on his clothes, but I took his shirt, which he had just bought, as a souvenir of his first sex. We parted another lip and he left. We had sex a few more times until I was accepted in Tehran and he was in Isfahan.
I went to Isfahan several times to see him without anyone understanding. He is supposed to come to Tehran one day. I have not seen him for three or four months now. But if he remembers Tehran, I know what to do with him.
