Classmates — Two Years Later
We were inseparable friends at school—me, Valerka, and Vovka. We were constantly jokingly called "The Three Musketeers." But as soon as we finished school and entered our universities, we forgot about all our friends and comrades, which is understandable—new interests, new acquaintances, new romances, lots of new impressions, lots of new subjects to master. And then there were exams to pass—what a stress! But now two years have passed since finishing 11th grade, we've all turned 20, completely grown up, and now we've remembered our hometown, our school, and our classmates. We also need to visit home, because
last summer we, students from our group n, worked part-time as conductors and traveled around our vast country. Well, now we've been in touch and decided to meet up in our hometown, the three of us.Dad shook my hand like an adult and quietly slipped me some cash, mom stuffed me with her delicious food, and after lounging on the sofa for a week, I decided to have a little fun before Vovka and Valera arrived. Strolling down our "Broadway" on Friday—as we dubbed Dzerzhinsky Street, closed to car traffic—I met my classmate Toma Rultanova. She sat at the desk right behind me with Tonya. Wow, how she had blossomed! She was a bit plump in school, but now she was just an appetizing young woman, her curves had become simply stunning. When I hugged her, I knew right away—I just wanted to squeeze her a little more.
We were so happy to see each other, we started kissing and hugging right on the street, then we sat in a cafe, thankfully my dad had been generous. And then Toma came up with an idea—she now works at the BTI, that is, the "Bureau of Technical Inventory," they issue various permits and discreetly take bribes, so every Friday they have a "gathering." Well, their office is in a semi-basement under the tourist hotel. Today they were celebrating their accountant's birthday, so there was still a bunch of food and drinks left. What an idea! We need to destroy these supplies!
One window was slightly open. I jumped down—a bit high—then caught Toma from the windowsill into my arms. When she slid down my arms, my fingers immediately felt her silky panties and landed on Toma's firm, round butt. Our lips met and we joined in a passionate kiss—how her breasts pressed against me! Toma whispered in my ear that she had liked me for a long time, but I never paid her any attention. I kissed her and, in the process, unbuttoned her blouse and bra, delightfully sinking into her tender, sweet breasts of very pleasant roundness. Toma moaned loudly, hugged me tightly, and then, sitting me on a chair, sat on my lap. How sweet she is!
"Sasha, what are you doing, you've completely undressed me," Toma moaned sweetly and, taking off her skirt, now offered me first one breast, then the other, into my mouth. Oh, I feel so good, caress me more... don't take off my panties... better kiss me more... you've completely undressed me, you shameless thing..."
"Tomchik, you're still wearing panties, shoes, and stockings. By the way, why are you in stockings? It's summer outside."
"Sasha, it's good you calmed down a bit, or you might even rape me, though I wouldn't mind," she laughed softly. What a transparent hint, hooray! And this is our dress code. Our director was abroad, and there they require a certain style of clothing from employees—men in ties, women in stockings, no bare legs or super-minis. That's how we're getting used to Europe. Too bad we can't wear miniskirts!"
Toma suggested having a snack; the fridge was full of food, but first I wanted something else... I stood up, she sat on the chair, and I, unzipping my fly, took out my heavily aroused, almost rigid member, stiff from the rush of blood, and began moving it over Toma's chest. She gasped softly, and suddenly my "friend" found himself in paradise—Toma took him into her hot little mouth. How wonderful it felt for my cock in that sweet captivity—hot and moist, her tongue flitting skillfully, her lips gently squeezing the head. Soon I groaned, coming in Toma's mouth, and she, purring softly, swallowed everything. Well, since I had calmed down, as my school friend laughed, we finally sat down closer to the fridge. And suddenly, distinct footsteps at the window! And the loud click of heels!
"Igoryok, I definitely heard voices, so clearly, yes, definitely here," and against the window appeared the figure of a girl, backlit by the spotlight at the hotel entrance. A very pleasant figure, everything in its place, such developed hips.
"Miss, don't be scared, it's me and a friend here," Toma responded, and the girl gasped softly. "We came to celebrate our meeting, haven't seen each other in two years. Come down to us, it's more fun together..."
Then a guy approached. We talked, and Toma invited them to climb in with us, saying we were former classmates, Toma works here, there's still plenty of food and drink left after a little "get-together," so jump in here, let's get acquainted, it'll be more fun together. The guy said it was awkward, he'd run for wine and chocolate. Toma said she was going to shower in the boss's cleverly designed utility room, and the girl asked me to catch her because it was high up.
I easily caught her and, as if by accident, slipped my hands under her skirt, and she landed right on me, gasping softly and grabbing my neck, while my fingers brazenly squeezed her butt. She was trembling all over. I held the girl tightly against me and dove into her sweet lips with a slight scent of wine. At the same time, I slipped my hand into her panties, and she slightly squatted and parted her legs a little. She was all wet and simply on fire! She was completely wound up! I urgently needed to "help" the girl; she was shaking all over!
I brazenly turned the girl towards the table and, obeying my hand, she lay chest-down on the table. A couple of seconds later, her skirt flew up and her panties slid down. She soon moaned loudly, feeling my cock inside her vagina. How tight it was, how my member rubbed against the walls—it was wonderful! Lucky me! I entered very successfully!
"Oh, I feel so good, oh-oh, so good... come inside me, it's okay today... oh, I feel so good... come, don't be afraid, I feel so good, just awesome... oh-oh-oh..."
Soon the girl groaned and began to arch her back—she was coming, and I soon came too, flooding her womb. What luck, I'm a bit in shock myself. Soon Toma appeared and, laughing, dragged the girl to the shower, otherwise her boyfriend would definitely be a bit shocked. Then he showed up and, handing me a bottle and chocolate, skillfully jumped down. As it turned out, he and his friend had finished technical school, they were 19, and from August 1st they were going their separate ways, so they decided to "relax" a bit. In their group, he and the guys had fondled the girls and his friend, but there was nowhere to have sex, so she hadn't come, and neither had he. That's why she had been moaning the whole time they were walking, and his balls were just aching. We got acquainted, and I said everything would be great!
Finally, Toma appeared, now in panties and a bra, and the girl in the same outfit. Toma explained it was due to the heat and advised me and the guy to undress too—it was semi-dark now, and darkness is the youth's friend! We got acquainted and laughed—Toma and Tamara, what a coincidence. I'm lucky with Tamaras! The stars and the light from the lanterns provided a little illumination, and Igor simply couldn't take his eyes off Toma's curves. She definitely understood and, laughing, told Igor that now we would caress him, don't moan like that! Soon Toma dragged Igor into another room since he was all wound up and hadn't come, and Tamara sat on my lap and started laughing—I was a real man, brazenly taking a girl, though she came excellently, and only then decided to get acquainted.
We sat in Toma's office until morning. I had Tamara a couple more times in the director's office; she was very pleased, and it was a safe day for her today, so it was wonderful to come inside her without interruption. But Tamara refused to give me oral or anal, especially disliking anal sex. By morning, Tamara dozed off on the sofa in the boss's office, and I went to the other room, attracted by Toma's very seductive, sweet moans. She was standing "doggy style," leaning on the table, and Igor was moving vigorously in her ass.
As soon as he finished and went to the toilet, I quickly positioned myself behind Toma's round, plump butt, glowing brightly white in the semi-darkness—Toma's butt is really awesome and well-developed. So in the morning, very satisfied, we went to Toma's place—her parents were supposed to leave for a resort in the morning, and she decided to invite us, not wanting to interrupt such an interesting acquaintance. An hour later, we were already in her apartment. Tamara fell asleep again, and Igor confessed to Toma that he really liked her, really, and he would be happy to live with her. And even marry Toma! That's how these cunning young women seduce us, modest men.
Then it was a bit funny—Igor laid Toma on her back in her room and, spreading her plump, long legs, enjoyed her charms for a long time, and after coming, quickly fell asleep. And since Toma hadn't come, she called me, and I, putting her on her knees and elbows, enjoyed taking the girl in her still-tight vagina, and came in Toma's firm butt. Tamara was sound asleep in the parents' bedroom, and Toma dragged me to her office—to clean up the traces of our "gathering." Well, since Toma had stripped down to her underwear, after cleaning up I held her tightly, wanting to have sex, but Toma loudly declared that she was getting married and would only give it to Igor, but a blowjob for my efforts—please! Coming wonderfully into the skillful mouth of my former classmate, I was in complete delight!
The next morning we went to the registry office. Toma decided not to let such a handsome guy slip away, even though he was a year younger. And on July 17th, at Toma's request, they immediately scheduled the wedding ceremony; Tamara and I would be witnesses.
A week later, Vovka and Valera arrived. I told them the news about Toma, we visited her, and then Vovka, the most energetic and inventive, came up with an idea—we should organize a class reunion, since we had such a friendly class. We'll find out where everyone lives now, how they're doing. We saw Valerka, driving around in his "Volga" with an "Ambulance" sign, always turning on the siren. Well, it's a good idea; even Toma and Tamara supported it. We'll do it! And we headed to the editorial offices of our local newspapers and the city radio station. Choosing a date, we decided—August 22nd, Friday, a meeting at our school number 15. And we gave Vovka's phone number for contact—initiative always fucks the initiator!
The wedding was a bit funny at the end! Everything went great. Toma was simply dazzling; her magnificent chest in a daring neckline left everyone stunned. Tamara, acting as the "bridesmaid," flitted around in her daring super-mini like a bird, showing off her slender legs. Vovka and Valera helped me in my difficult role as "groomsman," so no one could steal our bride, seeing our six fists up close, and we three didn't let anyone near our beauty's shoes. But the money allocated for these activities, we divided among the three of us.
True, Igor, while accepting gifts, got completely drunk, as often happens with grooms at weddings. The three of us took him to Toma's apartment, undressed him, and put him to bed. But what about the wedding night? Tamara came up with an idea—three men for two women! She said it was the best option; she had already participated in one—each girl got three "sticks," total delight! Well, what a woman wants... So by morning, both friends and namesakes were sound asleep, each having had at least three orgasms. Toma allowed me to come inside her, strangely enough—she had threatened to only give it to her husband, but apparently, since it was a magical night, well, and the guys came in her wonderful mouth or ass. Tamara was in her dangerous days, so again, after having the beautiful bridesmaid, we came inside Toma. Toma laughed in the morning—they flooded her both front and back!
In the morning, both girls were incredibly pleased and even happy. Igor came to his senses a bit after a hangover cure, so the second day of the wedding went well too—a sea of gifts, toasts, congratulatory telegrams. Now came the more prosaic second wedding night—Igor slept with Toma, and I pleased Tamara, as a friend pleases a friend—traditions, and finally persuading her with Toma's help about her butt.
She didn't like it very much, but I was delighted—Tamara has such a round, firm butt, simply lovely. And she gave it to the groom too—also an old tradition! And while Igor was busy with his former friend, then coming with sweet moans in her mouth, I in the other room enjoyed coming inside Toma, who moaned sweetly but very quietly, skillfully moving under me. The girl clearly wants to have a baby from me. That cunning Toma!
So the beginning of our vacation was quite stormy; now the three of us were waiting for our class reunion. And it happened and was absolutely wonderful; Vovka remembered it for a long time. But more on that—in the continuation!