Love in the Student Construction Brigade

I'll tell a story I sometimes remember. The girl's name is kept real.

After finishing our first year, we were sent to a student construction brigade (that was practiced back then) to a food factory to can cucumbers and fruits. It was summer. Free vacation and they even paid us money for the work, or so we thought back then. There I met a very beautiful girl from our institute. I had known her before, but we didn't talk because she was in a different group. She was short, she was 18, (you could enroll in this institution after the eighth, ninth grade) and I thought she was a girl. I had just finished my service in the

army, and I was twenty-one years old. It was pleasant to be friends and talk with her, she was cheerful, easy-going, beautiful... Many guys envied me, and I liked that. Once after work, she and I and a few other couples went for a walk, it was already dark. There was a summer sports stadium nearby. One lamp weakly lit the field, the other lamps weren't working. One of the guys suggested sitting in the middle of the field and chatting on the grass. Lena and I moved a little away, literally 8-10 steps from the others and lay down on the grass. Lena was in a thin, summer robe. I started hugging her, kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts, I licked and greedily sucked her nipples with pleasure!!! I really liked it. Then I involuntarily started moving lower, kissing her tummy — she liked it, and I felt her somehow stretching upward, leaving me lower. I went down to her very panties. She had simple white panties (now I like it when a girl wears simple panties — thanks to Lena, of course!) A lot of things were happening to me for the first time then!

Lena spread her legs. I kissed her between her legs through her panties. Kissed for a long time, teasing her, trying to penetrate between her lips with my tongue through the panties. A pleasant girlish smell emanated from her, which I sometimes try to remember to get aroused. Noticing my hesitation, Lena herself pulled her panties down a bit, and I pulled them down and took the panties off only one leg, but that was enough for me. I kissed her lips and now really felt the pleasant and exciting taste! I actually liked her taste, she was tasty! (now I know that every girl has her own unique taste and smell!) Back then I thought all girls should smell like that and be that tasty! I was naive and inexperienced.

I licked Lena! For the first time in my life I licked a girl's lips and clitoris (though I didn't really know about the clitoris back then). I guessed it should be somewhere near my tongue! I thought if I licked her lips and inside, I would definitely stumble upon the clitoris and give her pleasure... but the expected pleasure never came. Then I decided not to waste time and enter her! The very thought that I was about to fuck a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl thrilled me, especially since the guys could be watching us... but I didn't care about them. Everyone was minding their own business, and it seems no one was looking at us. I pulled down the elastic of my sweatpants and took out my cock. Lena bent her legs, ready to receive my cock, and I entered her without any problems! She was wet and waiting for my cock. I made just a few movements inside her and felt the cum coming! But, thank God, at least I knew something about it! I knew that you must not cum inside a girl under any circumstances! There's only one exception, if she's my wife, and I want a child! She wasn't my wife and I didn't want a child from her (then)! I quickly pulled out my cock and came on her tummy, pubic area, and panties (her panties were only off one leg). She smiled and said softly:

— You spilled it all over me... got my panties wet...

I guiltily lowered my gaze, I felt ashamed, (I didn't give her pleasure, she didn't experience an orgasm).

Later Lena would come to us, to the guys' room and lie down on my bed. There were about fifteen of us in the room, the room was big. Lena and I would have sex quietly, and by morning she would leave. All the guys behaved correctly, no one joked, no one giggled. They turned away, pretended to be asleep, in general, there was complete silence. But as it turned out — not complete. Someone told Larisa Ivanovna — our senior counselor — about our connection. She was also the deputy head of our educational institution, and we didn't want to have a conflict with her. (If she wanted, she could have "gifted" me with a charge for seducing a minor). I was twenty-one years old, and she was fifteen. Although I didn't seduce Lena — she seduced me. Larisa Ivanovna would come in the morning, before wake-up, and look in the window. Thought we couldn't see her. Lena and I agreed we would meet anywhere, but not in our room.

A guy Vasya (real name) lived in our room. He was 18 years old. He was a virgin, but acted like a professional in matters of sex, said he knew everything, and that irritated us. I talked a few guys into it, and we decided to play a trick on him. Lena brought me her panties and bra, I got Vasya's suitcase from under the bed and carefully placed Lena's panties and bra on top and closed the suitcase. In the evening, when everyone gathered in the room after work, Vasya took out the suitcase and opened it. You should have seen his puzzled face. Those guys who knew about the joke calmly watched, but Vasya, like a fool, took the panties and held them up:

— What's this? I don't get it... — he blushed deeply.

Everyone started laughing and making fun of him, especially those who didn't know about the prank. After this incident, Vasya behaved normally. And when he found out it was me who played the trick on him, he somehow became closer and treated me with respect. I think he liked it. But, sorry Vasya, the panties and bra had to be returned to Lena, which I did.

Later I got offended at Lena for something, and we ended our relationship. The construction brigade ended. We graduated from the institute, everyone went their separate ways...

Eighteen years passed. I was working in Moscow for a foreign television station. Once we went to the city where I studied. We were filming some military symposium there, but that's not important. After the military meeting, we were all put on a bus and taken to another small town, which was a hundred kilometers away, where the meeting was supposed to continue. I kept dreaming I would meet at least someone from my old acquaintances. But I didn't. I knew Lena was born in this small town where we were now brought for a couple of hours, but I wasn't sure she had returned to it after graduating from the institute.

When after the symposium ended I went into a small room (there were several girls there) to pack my camera and bag, an excited female voice called me:

— Anton! (name changed).

I turned around. I'm silent. She called me again:

— Antosha.

A pretty girl in glasses is looking at me. I look at the girl and am silent. I don't know who it is.

— Don't you recognize me?

I came closer to her.

— No.

— I'm Lena! Markina! (surname changed).

I shook my head negatively! Well, I don't know this girl and that's it! Even if you kill me! I look carefully at her face and eyes. A pretty girl, but I don't recognize her!

— I... don't know you...

— I'm Lena, remember? Lukoshina! (surname changed).

And then I recognized her! The surname told me a lot! Of course! Lena Lukoshina — the construction brigade! The football field! The open light robe! White panties! I hugged her and kissed her. She was a little embarrassed.

— I got married! Want to see my son?

— I do!

Lena opened her wallet and showed me a photo of her son.

— A good boy, — I said.

We chatted a bit. She said that after graduating she returned to her small town, that she works as a teacher in a music school, earns little...

We talked and couldn't stop, but my boss called me. We had to go. I took her phone number, promised to call (and I did call her!).

Riding on the bus, I thought: "Why did she return to her small, dilapidated town after graduating? To work in a music school and earn miserable pennies? A beautiful girl, she could have done more, could have changed her life." I rode and remembered the photo of her son.

— And that could have been my son... if back then on the football field I hadn't pulled my cock out of Lena. Well, okay...