Christina's Adventure Part 1
My name is Kristina, I'm 18 years old, I have light brown hair, I'm 175 cm tall and weigh 50 kg, with a toned butt and a flat stomach—regular workouts have paid off. I finished school, passed my exams, and was waiting for my first year at university. It was a hot Moscow summer, the air conditioner at home was constantly running to try and lower the temperature a bit. In such heat, I didn't feel like doing anything, except in the morning I'd make it to the gym to work out with my trainer Misha. I always liked leg day; he would spot me so smoothly and gently, his big, strong hands were larger than my legs, which really turned me on. Sometimes I'd purposely say I couldn't
feel my glutes working, and he'd put his hand on my butt to check if the muscles were engaged. It was Friday, I went to the gym as usual and waited for my mom to get home from work. We were supposed to go to the dacha; it was the birthday of my mom's friend Sveta, who also happened to be our dacha neighbor. Out of boredom, I decided to try on my mom's lingerie. She always had nice nylon tights and stockings, expensive underwear. My mom, Anastasia, is an entrepreneur who owns private clinics, a gorgeous blonde with a beautiful, plump butt and a narrow waist, a bit shorter than me but with the same bra size, which is why I often borrowed her clothes. I put on black stockings with a garter belt, lace thong, and a bra. To complete the look, I added a delicate silk robe and put on heels. I twirled in front of the mirror and imagined meeting my trainer Misha in this outfit. That thought started to excite me, my heart began to race, and I remembered how today he gently ran his finger along my butt and down to my pussy—I thought I even let out a moan. Opening the right drawer, I took out a suction vibrator for the clitoris, lay down on the bed, and started with my nipples; it felt so nice sucking on them and vibrating. Pulling my panties to the side, I slowly began to run my finger over my pussy, which grew wetter and more swollen with each second. Bringing the vibrator to my pussy, I imagined Misha going down on me, his tongue playing with me and his big hands squeezing my breasts. Lifting my head, I saw my wet, red pussy and slipped a finger inside; it was hot and wet inside. Finding my G-spot, I started moving my fingers, imagining Misha. Biting my lip, I pulled out my fingers and licked them. Falling onto my back, I spread my legs, pressed the vibrator tightly, and began to caress my butt. Moans escaped me, and I felt myself starting to cum; my legs were shaking, my nipples were hard, my stomach was sucked in so tightly my abs were visible. After lying in a state of bliss for about 20 minutes, I looked at the clock; it was 4:20 PM, mom would be home in 40 minutes. I undressed and went to take a shower. Mom arrived, all cheerful, she was really excited about this trip to the dacha—a big feast, alcohol, plus men. My mom is a free and busy woman; she practically has no time for men, just sex for health, as she calls it. Arriving at the dacha, we unpacked our bags, and grabbing a bottle of wine, mom dragged me to Aunt Sveta's. They had a big dacha with a large house and a huge banya (sauna). They always had lots of guests; today Sveta was with her husband Anatoly. Anatoly is a big, healthy man, a master of sports in judo, 190 cm tall and weighing around 110 kg, and according to Aunt Sveta's stories, he had a nice, thick cock. I always looked at his pants, I was very curious if it was true. After sitting and drinking a bit with them, Uncle Tolya invited us all to the banya. Mom and Aunt Sveta left, and Uncle Tolya went to the banya to prepare everything for us. Finishing the rest of my glass and mustering up courage, I went to see what he was doing there. I entered the room with the relaxation couches; Uncle Tolya's clothes and sheets for us were lying there. I decided not to wait for mom and Aunt Sveta and started changing. Taking everything off, I wrapped myself in a sheet and went into the steam room. There sat Tolya, red and sweaty, who smiled and said, "Hop in, beauty." I sat opposite him and began to enjoy the heat. From the alcohol, I didn't notice how my legs spread, and looking at Tolya, I saw him staring at me, which sent a wave of arousal over me, and my nipples hardened. He was looking at me greedily and nervously swallowing saliva. At that moment, mom and Aunt Sveta came in. After sitting a bit, I went out and sat outside, processing the whole situation. A couple of minutes later, Tolya came out and went into the house for beer. Through the wet sheet, his cock was visible; I couldn't take my eyes off it. Later, he came back, sat opposite me on the bench, lit a cigarette, and started drinking beer. We talked about everything, and I enjoyed listening to him; he told interesting life stories. Glancing from the door, mom called us to go back to steam and wash up since it was getting late. Our whole group sat in the steam room, and I listened to their stories. At one point, mom and Aunt Sveta left under the pretext that they were tired and it was time to wash up and head home. Tolya and I were left alone; he kept telling stories and staring at me the whole time. I saw his cock stiffen, and the sheet could no longer hide it. I was fixated on his cock; it was huge, not like my first boyfriend's—that was much more modest. I left the steam room and went to wash up; it was wet between my legs, and not from the steam room. When I finished washing, I went to the room where I had undressed. Entering the room completely naked, I ran into Tolya. Surprised, I covered myself with my hands and grabbed a towel. Tolya laughed and apologized, adding that my mom wasn't lying when she said I was an athlete. I wonder if he meant my butt, I thought. The next day, mom and Aunt Sveta went to the store to prepare for the evening feast. I decided to swim in the pool, then lay down to sunbathe and took off my bra, staying only in my thong. At one point, through my sunglasses, I noticed Tolya on the ladder doing something with a tree. At first, I felt uneasy, but then I stood up and demonstratively walked to the pool topless. Entering the pool up to my neck, I turned to him and saw him looking at me and smiling. After swimming and sunbathing a bit more, I put on short, light shorts and a yoga top and went over to him to see what he was doing. He was working in the garden and was all sweaty from the heat, which wildly aroused me. Approaching him, I asked if he wasn't too hot.Me: Aren't you hot, Uncle Tolya?
Tolya: Yeah, it's hot today, but work needs to be done. I see you went swimming!?
Me: Well, yeah, there's nothing else to do. Can I get you something to drink?
Tolya: Sure, let's go together, it's cooler inside.
Entering their kitchen, he sat down on the leather sofa. Sweat was dripping from him, his big, powerful chest rising and falling with his breath.
Tolya: Get a mug from the cupboard above the sink and pour some water.
I reached for the mug, standing on my tiptoes and sticking my butt out, wiggling it a couple of times.
I poured him water and, while carrying the mug, spilled a little. Handing him the mug, I took a cloth, bent over with my butt towards him, and started wiping, moving my hips from side to side. After wiping the floor, I sat on the arm of the sofa and crossed my legs, accidentally touching his leg.
Me: Are you tired? Should I pour you more?
Tolya: No, thank you. How was your swim?
Me: Good, thanks, why?
Tolya: Well, I saw you this morning. You have a beautiful body.
He started stroking my leg, his big hand and large fingers sliding over my delicate skin. I placed my leg on his, feeling his cock swell; it was lying along his leg. Biting my lip, I asked:
Me: Thank you, and what did you see?
I started moving my toes over his cock.
Tolya: How you were swimming naked.
Me: Not naked, in swimsuit bottoms.
I replied with difficulty.
He started moving his hand higher and reached the edge of my shorts; I began breathing heavily. I placed my hand on his, started moving my foot over his big cock; a small wet spot appeared on the fabric of his shorts. I could feel myself getting wet too. When my foot reached his balls, his hand was on my pussy, and his thumb was kneading it. I sat on his leg and started rubbing against him; he began kissing me, I was moaning. With a sharp movement, he took off my top and then squeezed my breasts, gripping my butt. I took his cock in my hand and jerked him off through his shorts. He stood up from the sofa; I knelt before him and started pulling down his shorts. A big cock, about 18 cm long and 6 cm thick, pressed against my nose, and I smelled it. Without thinking, I took the cock into my mouth; it barely fit, and this was only the second time I'd sucked one. Saliva dripped and fell onto my legs; tears started streaming from my eyes. Tolya, holding the back of my head, started moving my mouth onto his cock. With loud, wet sounds echoing through the kitchen, I sucked and played with my wet, aching pussy. Precum was oozing from the tip of his cock; I liked its taste so much that I swallowed it, only when saliva and precum spilled from my mouth. I ran my tongue from the head to his balls; my mouth was tired and sore. He leaned down and whispered, spanking my butt; I moaned. He pulled out his cock and slapped it against my face a few times. He lifted me and sat me on the sofa. I pulled off my shorts and spread my legs.
Tolya: So small and pink, you're dripping.
Me: Yes, Tolya, I really want to feel it inside.
Tolya lowered his lips to my pussy and began greedily licking and kissing it. I grabbed his hair and moved in rhythm with his tongue, occasionally rubbing my clitoris against his nose. Arousal built, and I couldn't take it anymore; shivers ran through my whole body, feeling like electric shocks. Tolya inserted a finger into me; it went all the way in. The sound of my wet pussy and my moans intensified; I began to arch and beg him not to stop. With the words, "You're very tight," Tolya inserted a second finger and continued pressing on my G-spot. I felt my thighs tense and squeezed his head with my legs. He pulled away from me, went to the nightstand, and took a condom. Approaching me, I started sucking his softened cock; right in my mouth, it grew to its full size. Tolya put on the condom. I sat on the sofa and spread my legs, holding them under my knees. He pressed his cock against my pussy; how huge it is, I thought. He slowly began to enter me; I felt him moving inside, stretching me. He stopped and started moving inside me, increasing the pace without going all the way in. I screamed with pleasure, asking for more and more. His breathing excited me; I felt his big balls slapping against my butt. I took him completely; sometimes there was pain, but Tolya's pleasant finger movements on my clitoris compensated for it. After about 10 minutes, he put me on all fours and started fucking me non-stop, spanking my ass, holding my hair. Through moans and cries, I said his name. He covered my mouth with his hand and started pounding me much harder. I felt myself starting to cum and arch under him. Tolya, with a sharp movement, sat on the sofa and sat me facing him. I slowly lowered myself onto him, moving up and down, rubbing my clitoris. He just squeezed my butt and started moving to meet me. With each thrust, I bounced up, and my vision darkened with pleasure. I sat all the way down on his cock, leaned back, took his balls, and started moving back and forth, rubbing my clitoris against his groin. I felt myself about to cum again and asked him to let me finish. I started shaking on his cock; I pressed my breasts against Tolya and moaned; shivers and sweat ran all over my body. I squeezed Tolya's cock with my vagina and slowly moved on him. In a hoarse voice, Tolya whispered that he was about to cum too. I jumped off him and took his cock into my mouth. He started cumming in my mouth; his semen sprayed and filled my mouth, hair, chest, and legs. I obediently swallowed everything and licked his cock clean. Tolya handed me tissues and helped me wipe off.
Tolya: You fuck pretty well! Just your pussy isn't very stretched. Was it painful for you?
Me: Well, it was a bit painful, but mostly pleasant. I tried, you're only my second!
Tolya: For a second, you held up excellently.
Me: I need to go home and get myself in order!
Returning home, I went to the shower and started washing off the remnants. Running my hand over my pussy, I felt how stretched it was; usually, I could fit one, maximum two fingers, but now four fit. It was all burning and throbbing. After washing, I went to wait for mom and Aunt Sveta to return from the store.