Nights in Crimea

A university incident came to mind, a long time ago of course, but it's stayed with me ))

I got a trip to Crimea before my 5th year, it was already the last session, so they combined something and there were a whole 21 days at the sea ahead. The downside was that mostly those who had moved to the 2nd year and a few 3rd-year students were supposed to go, meaning there weren't really any acquaintances there. And since I was planning to go to graduate school, I was also tasked with helping the graduate student who was supervising this whole mess. We arrived in the wonderful town of Simeiz, a bit wild but very beautiful. Of course, it's a young crowd, everyone immediately paired off, started flirting with girls from a pedagogical institute from another city,

but their session ended and they left. I had a room for two with another guy, and we agreed to give way when one of us would bring girls there. So the first week of vacation flew by. One evening I was sitting by the building, my roommate's girlfriend had come over, and my girl from Kursk had left )) I was waiting for a group to gather for a walk, to go hang out. Our supervisor Lena came out. "Hi," she said, sitting down next to me. We somehow got talking and found a lot in common. She was 23, and I had just turned 21 at the time. Only after establishing communication did I notice that she was actually quite something, pretty, with long blonde hair, an athletic figure. But her status as the supervisor meant we avoided her in our hangouts, and I dodged helping her as much as I could. During the conversation, I suggested we go for a walk, and we could pass by the hotspots to check on how the charges were behaving. The evening flew by surprisingly quickly and easily; during the walk, we still had a couple of cocktails and, returning after midnight, went to our rooms. The next day, meeting at lunch, I offered her company for a trip to the beach since I noticed she was always alone. In the evening, we went for a walk together again; the conversation flowed easily, there were tons of common topics, and even a bit of light flirting emerged.

On the third evening, I decided, why not take active steps. Because there's a saying: what do you call a guy who sleeps with a girl on the third date? The answer is: a slowpoke ))

We kissed greedily, my hands slid over her body, I started stroking her back under her top; she broke away from the kiss and took it off herself. She has gorgeous breasts, slightly larger than a B-cup, firm, tender, with beautiful nipples. I began covering them with kisses, squeezed a nipple between my lips and started sucking it, playing with it with my tongue. She let out a sweet gasp, and I felt her, sitting on me, start rubbing against me. Her skirt rode up, and I started stroking her butt. She pulled my T-shirt off and leaned back on the bed, lifting her butt to let me pull off her skirt, which I took off along with her panties; meanwhile, she unbuttoned my jeans and helped me get rid of them and my underwear too. We kissed; I slipped my hand between her legs and ran my middle finger between her lips; there was a fire there and it was very wet, she quietly moaned, "I want you." I reached for my jeans for a condom, but seeing it, she said it wasn't necessary, just don't finish inside me... She spread her legs wide, inviting me in, and I positioned myself on top and entered her.

I started moving, increasing the pace. Her heat and sweet moans intoxicated me. "More, please, faster, deeper, yes, yes, like that," escaped her lips. I could barely hold back at that pace. Lena moaned loudly and sweetly, arching her back and pressing against me. She tightly wrapped her legs around me, pulling me close, and she came sweetly, while I tried not to do it inside her. As soon as she released me, I pulled out of her and, after jerking off a couple of times, came on her stomach; some of my shots reached her chest, and I fell next to her. We lay hugging and kissing... Catching our breath, we fell into a sweet sleep, waking up when the sun was already shining through the window. I began gently stroking her shoulder, and she, sleepy, stretched like a contented cat, stretched and turned to me over her shoulder; we kissed, first lightly, then again and again, each kiss becoming hotter and more greedy. I pressed my cock against her butt and started rubbing against her, while my hands cupped her breasts and began caressing them, so firm with hard nipples... she started breathing heavily and began rubbing her butt against me herself, leaning forward slightly and arching her back. I guided my cock between her lips, ran it a few times to wet the head, and slowly entered her. Slid sweetly between her lips. She lifted one leg, throwing it over me so I could reach her pubic area, and I began stroking her clitoris with my fingers. The lazy morning sex was getting hotter; she moaned sweetly, squeezed her breasts, rubbed her nipples with her palms. "I want it from behind," she whispered. We changed positions. Lena stretched out, leaning on her elbows and arching her back, slightly thrusting out her gorgeous butt. I entered her in this position; I controlled everything and took her masterfully, changing the pace and depth; I would pull out of her, leaving only the head which her lips would grasp and follow my cock, then enter her fully. When I left only the head inside her, she tried to enjoy herself on the cock, but I held her back, not letting her, then allowed it myself by entering her, and she, moaning sweetly, took it all the way in. Her moans drove me crazy. "Yes, darling, fuck me, I want all of you..." this drove me wild, and I took her by the hips and just started fucking her masterfully and hard. She was no longer moaning but crying out at the top of her voice. Her legs started trembling, she fell onto the bed, and I pressed her into the bed, entering her fully. An orgasm washed over her; there were several waves, she went limp on the bed, and I resumed movement; she moaned again and a minute later caught another orgasm; it was weaker, but I felt her body trembling. She asked me to stop and let her rest. I lay next to her and hugged her. After catching her breath, she kissed me and said, "Now I'll make you feel good." Following her lead, I leaned back on my back, and she, kissing, started moving lower, reached my cock; to be honest, I was on the edge. Lena ran her tongue over it and licked the head. She wrapped her lips around it in a ring and took it into her mouth. She started sucking, periodically releasing it from her mouth, fluttering her tongue over the head. I moaned, letting her know I was about to come, but that didn't stop her; she tightly wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock in a ring and, leaving only the head in her mouth, started greedily sucking. I literally growled with pleasure and started coming, but she didn't stop; I arched to meet her, but she didn't release it from her mouth, let go of the fingers squeezing me; I felt the semen hit her mouth and tried to free myself, but she didn't let me; I came in her mouth. When it was all over, only then did she release me. Seductively licking her lips, she kissed me. After lying there a bit more and coming to our senses, we got ready and went to lunch.

For the rest of the vacation, we were inseparable. Including visiting at night the place where that couple had been.

Returning home, our relationship continued, and we got married, which is why this story is always with me ))