Prose - A.N. Tolstoy: Japanese room.

A. N. Tolstoy


 JAPANESE ROOM


 Countess Irina Rumyantseva was born in
Moscow in the Baskov family. Rich, noisy,
accustomed to living on a grand scale, he had a reputation for
Moscow's hospitable fellows. The only one
He spoiled his daughter to the utmost. And it seemed
life ahead is full of joy, but fate
ended Baskov's life. Inconsolable in grief
the widow also did not survive him much.
 Irina was 16 years old when the German
whom she was in the care of, handed her over
marry Count Rumyantsev - the famous
50 year old man. Rumyantsev loved his
young wife, but lived a rather stormy life
youth and, having wasted your ardor on others
women, he could no longer give her everything that
required by this naive, every day
increasingly ardent nature. Irina was moping,
without knowing why. She was often tortured
headaches and unclear desires. Husband like
could, tried to entertain her: he took her to
meetings, to the opera, and organized balls. On
At one of these balls Irina was introduced
Count Vesenin. Young, witty,
a brilliant gentleman, a real socialite,
Irina liked him at first sight, yes
and Irina often caught him on herself
gaze.
 After this evening they seemed to accidentally
met in the theater, then at the invited
evenings. But Dmitry didn’t try
gets closer to Irina.
 In the summer, Count Rumyantsev was advised
send his young wife south. He filmed for
Irina’s wonderful house, entwined with grapes,
standing right by the sea. The house was furnished
yes,as Irina wanted. Cases withdrawn
count to Moscow, but he hoped that
wonderful nature will entertain Irina, and she will not
will miss him in his absence.
 On the third day, going to the sea, she
met with Vesenin. The joy of this
she could not hide the meeting, and she did not
tried. Dmitry suggested taking a ride on
yacht and Irina, leaning on muscular
Dmitry's shoulder, inhaled the smell of the sea and
male body. They returned late
in the evening, music could be heard from the shore. Having got off
to the shore Irina and Dmitry, without saying a word,
We headed to Irina’s house. Having told my
to the maid that her services are no longer available to her
needed, Irina climbed into her beloved
Japanese room. Dmitry followed her.
The furnishings of the room struck him as
originality and splendor. Paul was
covered with a carpet of red and black roses. B
in one corner stood a sofa upholstered in satin
matter. There was a Japanese screen by the sofa,
with white embroidered on black satin
storks. Pink lantern, soft light
which he poured onto the carpet and a mountain of pillows.
 Dmitry looked at Irina. She just
that she returned from the next room, where
a minute ago I heard the splash of water,
There was a subtle smell of French perfume.
Irina was in a black kimono, with naked
hands that have not yet had time to tan. Hair
she combed her hair in the Japanese style and now
really reminded me of women with
East. Hanging in small ears
emerald pendants. Shining eyes are not
inferior to them in brilliance.
 They drank cold wine:with everyone
Irina became more and more animated with her glass.
Her scarlet lips longed for a passionate kiss,
his chest heaved impulsively. And every time
when her hand reached for the glass, Dmitry
it seemed that she wanted to caress him.
They sat on cushions near the table,
looking at each other passionately and for a long time
glances.
 Suddenly Irina stretched and raised her arms
behind the head. The hems of the kimono parted and Dmitry
I saw that under luxurious clothes there was no
there were different clothes. Irina's full hips
were pulled aside as if calling
Dmitry, the darkening depression between them.
Dmitry carefully ran his hand over it,
with his lips he found her lips and dug into them
with a passionate kiss.
 The kimono fell off her sixteen year old,
charming body and exposed two white ones,
with pink nipples, breasts. Dmitry
passionately sucked the nipples of the breasts one by one,
after which they swelled like rosebuds.
Dmitry kissed Irina more and more hotly. He took in
lips nipples and kissed them, squeezing them tightly. B
this moment seemed to pierce Irina and her
body. Then she felt that
strong but gentle hands spread apart
her thighs and Dmitry's hot cock began
slowly enter the approaching one,
hole moistened with passion. Irina
instinctively leaned forward, tightly
pressing her clitoris against Dmitry's penis. A
Dmitry then moved away from her, taking out
member and, caressing it tender, covered with tender
hairs of the lips, then again thrusting between
them to the end. Now Irina is notremained
calm: she moved now to the right, then
to the left, throwing his legs over his shoulders,
squeezing them like rings. Suddenly Irina
felt like a fiery wave
voluptuousness, as if she had a cramp
body: Dmitry's dick penetrated for the last time
into it and released a stream of moisture.
 In languor, Irina leaned back on the pillows.
Then she slowly turned on her side and
reached for a glass of wine. But there's a hand
Dmitry walked over her stomach,
approached the depression between her legs and
lay between wet lips: the other hand
lifted Irina, forcing her to stand on
knees. Dmitry's dick was behind her,
pressing tightly against the walls of the hole. He
went deeper and deeper. Dmitry
hugged her belly with his arms and kissed her
full buttocks, taking out his penis for a moment
from the hot vagina and, passing it along
tight bifurcation of the anus. Gently
he stroked his swollen chest with his palms, which
swayed unsteadily, hanging helplessly above
carpet Dmitry's lips whispered passionately
words - incoherent and incomprehensible through
clenched teeth...
 Dmitry stayed with Irina until the morning.
 It was dawn when Irina woke up.
She walked up to the balcony and threw away her silk
curtain The first rays of the sun peeked into
room and illuminated the sleeping Dmitry. His
member, in a dream, seemed to remember her,
Irina. Irina timidly reached out with her lips to his
member, she began to move her lips and tongue along
a small ring around his head,
sucking it slightly into your mouth and releasing it.
Irinacaressed the member that passed
at night he brought her voluptuous
pleasure. She came to her senses only then
when her mouth was filled with hot, spicy
smelling liquid, intoxicating like wine.
Dmitry opened his eyes and held out to her
hands. She sat down over Dmitry on
squatting...
 The dick went so deep that
Irina felt a slight pain. She
moved from side to side, but not
rising up so as not to let go of the desired
prey. Dmitry pulled her by the nipples,
lowered and again caught the swollen lips
chest. A bunch of grapes fell from my hands
Irina on Dmitry's shoulder. He hugged
Irina and the juice wet her breasts. Dmitry became
drink large drops of juice from Irina’s breasts.
Irina got up and went into another room.
Dmitry dozed off under the splash of water.
 The next day, for the first time all summer
it started to rain. The rain caught Irina and Dmitry
in the mountains and they hastened to take refuge in a grotto,
where it smelled of damp leaves and water. Dmitry
stroked her hair, brushed it away from her forehead
naughty strands, gently kissed her ear and
hollow on the chest. Suddenly there were peals
thunder Irina pressed herself close to him. She
kissed the corners of his lips. her hand
sank down until she came across
hard protrusion Irini squeezed him with her hand and did not
I wanted to let in. Dmitry lifted her up and
sat him on his lap. Dmitry's waist
was narrow, and Irina wrapped her legs around her,
pressed herself against his chest, squeezing him with hers
curvy hips. Her mouth was slightly open and
Dmitry kissedIrina, inserting her tongue into
him. Amused, she allowed me to enter
member only during a flash of lightning. At the same time
her eyes threw sparkles, and Dmitry kept
this: rain, thunder and she herself seemed
a fairy tale.
 Once at the theater Dmitry introduced
Irina with her friend - Prince Vladimir.
He invited her to dinner at a restaurant, but
Irina, following the previously planned plan,
called them to her. Irina, how
hospitable hostess filling glasses
again and again. Everything was fine. Everyone was
extremely excited, impatiently waiting
something extraordinary.
 - Vladimir, you haven’t seen mine yet
Japanese room, - as if by the way
Irina said.
 Dimtri looked at her
with a questioning and surprised look.
 - I have some sake there, would you like it?
try? - she turned to the men.
Sake - Japanese vodka, turned out to be very
actually pleasant, although strong. Irina
had a drink with Vladimir at the Brudershaft, then
kissed alternately with Dmitry and then with
Vladimir.
 - I want you both to kiss
me,” Irina pouted capriciously.
 - Well, show me which of you can
kiss more tenderly.
 Dmitry leaned over Irina. He doesn't
was embarrassed, or maybe he wanted to emphasize the right
first. Dmitry's lips moved lower and lower
down the smooth, covered with small
hair, skin of the abdomen to the place where
silky curly hair was already growing.
Vladimir looked at Irina’s sleek body, then
at the way she trembled under kisses
his friend, and barelyrestrained himself.
Heated by the caresses, Irina reached out to
him.
 - Come to me, - just
she said, sliding off the sofa and
dragging the men onto the carpet with her. She
lay between them exposing her
sensitive lips first to one, then to the other.
Their hands reverently stroked her thighs. Soon
she was tired of innocent caresses. Irina grabbed
Vladimir's hands.
 “Press closer to me,” they said.
these hands, and Vladimir heeding this call
pressed tightly against her tight body,
pressing his penis into him, releasing
a powerful stream of life-giving moisture, which
completed his passionate impulse. Weasels
Vladimir distracted her from Dmitry, she
I felt that I was taking his penis reluctantly,
presenting him with the desired pleasure.
Then she, either from a desire to satisfy
the passion of his first lover, or
trying to experience something that has never happened before
tested, began to kiss all of Dmitry:
chest, arms, penis. She did it passionately
and evil, barely catching his breath. Her lips are barely
touched Dmitry. She tickled and
excited him. And when she felt
that Dmitry is close to satisfaction,
grabbed both her breasts and held them out
to a man... Dmitry's dick passed furiously
between the breasts, showering them with dull white
tears.
 Acuity of sensations, threesome love,
Irina was so captivated that she became inflamed
passion that knows no bounds. Blindfolded
herself with a silk scarf, Irina suggested
play a guessing game: guess who
hercaresses. She threw back her laugh
head. Irina had no doubt that she would find out
Dmitry. The men thought it was
The proposal is quite original.
 Suddenly Irina felt something
huge, hot and thick entered her with
with such force that she staggered and
sank lower, but someone's hands lifted her
and turned towards themselves. She grabbed with her hands
hit her dick and inserted it again
pulsating moist hole, legs
hung in the air, hips, supported
with the hands of Vladimir, they breathed the power of a woman. B
that it was Vladimir, Irina did not
I doubted it. Vladimir carried her around the room
and every time he put her down
huge, juicy cock, from Irina's breasts
a groan of pleasure escaped. She felt
how he touched something inside her body and in
these moments walked around Irina’s body
hot wave of voluptuousness.
 - I want you both... - passionately
she whispered when Vladimir lowered her onto
fluffy carpet. Irina reached out with her lips to
Dmitry
 - You are mine too. Both of you are mine... I want
you! - she whispered, breathing heavily, convulsively
grabbing Dmitry's dick with her mouth.
 Her legs were spread. Light,
thrown by the pink lamp, fell to her
between the legs. In a halo of dark shiny
hairs there was a red hole, and above it
something like a small thing was moving
papilla. This papilla was riveting
Vladimir's gaze. He approached him and
began to move his tongue up and down. Suddenly Irina
began to move her hips quickly. Spectacle
awakened this ecstasyin Vladimir
a real man. He grabbed two
fingers the hole and began to stretch it,
letting your dick in...
 Exhausted, Irina leaned back on
pillows.
 “I’m hot,” she whispered barely audibly.
she. Vladimir and Dmitry took her to
bathroom, where laughing merrily and splashing water,
they bought her together...
 The last month at the resort passed in
the frenzy of love and passion. The last night was
repeating the first one. And today Irina
was leaving. The men accompanied her. At the station
Dmitry stepped aside, but Vladimir still
looked at Irina, his gaze called her... He
quickly jumped onto the steps of the carriage and
ran into the compartment. Irina's hands grabbed him by the
neck and pulled to soft, submissive lips.
She turned the key in the door. Vladimir
grabbed Irina, his penis stuck to the touch
at her with some kind of desperate rage. To her
it was at one time both pleasant and very
it hurts. This was the first time she had felt this way. Her body
wriggled in the hands of this temperamental
men, rushing at these moments to give everything
until the end. They lay on the shelf. Several
once Vladimir tried to pull out his
hot cock, but she didn't want to
let him go. The train has started, Vladimir
the last time he fired a powerful jet into her
life-giving moisture, leaving the exhausted,
tormented Irina, who gave all of herself,
lying in the compartment, rushed to the exit. Vladimir
jumped off while running and ran for a while
behind the train. It was all over. It's over
this is unbelievable happiness. This woman
he neverwon't forget. On the mountain or on
did he meet her with joy?