Dirty Minds - 11

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preface

Dear readers,

Thank you for purchasing my book.

My name is Dunja Romanova. With this book I would like to share my lust and sexuality with you.

This book is the tenth in a row. Each book contains an erotic story. These correspond in part to my life, my real experiences. The rest is overhead cinema. My stories are therefore a mixture of wishes, longings, real adventures and masturbation fantasies.

And now to me: I was born in 1982 in the Soviet Union. Specifically, in Rybinsk, in the sign of Sagittarius. We emigrated to Germany in 1996. Our way led us to Berlin at that time.

I am 162 cm tall and of cosy but aesthetic figure. I've got a full 95 E-cup. My hair is naturally blonde and my eyes are green to bluish. I have been wearing my hair for many years in short and in different colours.

Meanwhile I'm heavily tattooed. To my father's annoyance, I also had the back of my hand tattooed. Well, now you have an optical image of me in the stories. But feel free to introduce yourself to something else.

I hope I can give you a little joy with my fantasies and experiences and/or inspire you to erotic acts;)

Of course, I would be very pleased about a positive evaluation and recommendations. To make reading more pleasant, I write from my own point of view.

Your Dunja

The swimming pool party

"You're still in pretty good shape for a 35-year-old!" said my girlfriend Kerstin when we let the sun shine on our backs at the pool this morning.

"At this age, my breasts don't have to hang to the ground." I answered somewhat surprised. And in the same breath, I thought I had to sound a little harsh. "You know, that's not what I meant!" she noticed. "I know!" I grinned and we both laughed.

I didn't even realize she was filming me in our conversation. But when I saw the camera, I didn't care. For all the years we've known each other, we've seen a lot of each other, but when she asked me if I didn't want to go to the swimming pool party with her tonight, I was a little surprised. "How did you come across the swimming pool party?"

"Well, what do you think you really think our men are going to a party like this when there's a soccer game on TV tonight? And when we get there all by ourselves, we can really make it go away!" When I was happy to agree, we agreed that we would meet in the early afternoon to swim somewhere other than in the small pool behind Kerstin's house.

When I arrived at the swimming pool, I put my things in a nice place and put on my swimsuit in the changing room. I looked around and wondered if Kerstin was already here, because I had been a little late myself. After a few rounds in the water I wanted to refresh myself with a cool coke and smoke a cigarette, I saw Florian, my son's boyfriend, who was just walking in at the entrance and waving to him.

He came up to me and said:

"Hello, Mrs. Romanova, how are you? Is Alexander here too?" "No, I'm waiting for my friend Kerstin. Alexander is home watching this soccer game. I'm surprised you don't watch it." I meant. "I don't care about soccer, I'd rather go to the party and have fun!" he replied.

"Exactly what I said. Are you here alone, Florian? If you want, you can lie down with me, right back there!" I suggested to him. "I'd love to, but first let's have another drink, so we can start the evening off with a good laugh." Florian was my son's best buddy. He was two years older than Alexander. He gave me two cocktails. It felt a little strange about me having an 18-year-old apprentice buy me a drink, but he insisted.

After about two hours and some alcoholic drinks I wondered where Kerstin was. But I didn't think any more, because I had a great time without her. I suggested we go into the water while the sun was still shining.

Although I was also concerned that it wasn't wise to jump into the cool water after so much alcohol. But I still felt fit and Florian also agreed. At first, we just swam around next to each other. But then I started teasing Florian. He probably never would have started this. I just dived him under the water. And Florian returned the favor after he thawed a little bit. After half an hour and several other diving actions we came out of the water and lay down on our towels.

Since it was already nine o' clock in the evening and the sun was slowly setting, not many towels were to be seen any more. Everyone had already gone to the entrance where the bar and the bar were (there was also live music). I looked over at Florian and noticed how he gazed at my wet almost transparent top. My big boobs and the huge standing nipples caught his eye. Shamefully he looked away again as I looked him in the eyes. I also noticed that his swollen swimsuit swelled up and realized that there had to be a huge swollen joystick underneath it.

Florian was only two weeks 18 years old. He lived just a block from

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