Video Lesson. Part 2.

Two weeks had passed since "watching the video." Kolya left for the village immediately after the events described. For several days, I was coming to my senses, trying to comprehend how such a thing could have happened. My parents asked questions, but I was as if in a vacuum, answering in monosyllables, and soon they apparently decided to leave me alone with my thoughts. And thoughts were swirling in my head like a whirlwind, a blizzard. Especially when watching the videotape, if a bedroom scene, even a slightly erotic one, suddenly appeared. Subconsciously, against my will, I imagined myself in the partner's place, and a sweet molasses wave washed over my mind.

I often went to the lake,

where I swam and lounged whole days, sunbathing. Soon I was quite tanned, acquiring a chocolate skin tone. Coming home, I went to the bathroom, where, taking off my swim trunks, I noted with pleasure the contrast between the tan and the white strips of skin covered by my narrow trunks.

One fine day, the doorbell unexpectedly rang. I was home alone and got up to open the door. Kolya was standing on the threshold.

"Hi," he gave me a carnivorous look, "I got back yesterday. Decided to drop by. How are you? You're so tanned!"

Of course, I was a bit taken aback by his sudden appearance, as I had planned to do some household chores. My friend was also quite tanned, which, it seemed to me, even made the muscles on his arms and chest somehow more defined.

"I'm okay," I answered, lowering my gaze slightly, "swimming, sunbathing. Basically, goofing off. Come in. What's new with you?"

Kolya came in, closed the door. I turned my back to him and walked into the living room, he followed. I literally physically felt his piercing gaze, especially since I was dressed casually: short light shorts and a light T-shirt. Mechanically, without expecting it myself, I bent over to pick up the remote lying on the floor and felt the fabric of my shorts tighten, outlining the triangle of my thin, elastic briefs.

"I had a good rest too, the river, girls," Kolya's voice suddenly became a bit hoarse and halting, "thought of you often." I straightened up and suddenly felt his palms on my buttocks.

"Don't, Kolya," I said anxiously, "I almost went crazy after that incident. Thought a lot about what happened. At first, there was a desire to repeat it, but then you left, and I guess I burned out."

I turned to face him, he looked me straight in the eyes. Damn, I saw a sea of lust and fiery desire in them. My member treacherously began to harden. Kolya seemed not to hear me, and I felt his lips on my neck.

"No, I'm telling you," I pulled away, although his hands were still squeezing my butt.

"Alright," he said. "I actually came on business. We're planning to go to the forest tomorrow, for a picnic. Are you coming?"

"Who else is going?"

"Igor, Seryoga, and Mishka," answered Kolya.

I knew all the guys well, we were all from the same building.

"Probably will go. Don't have anything planned for tomorrow, parents didn't rope me into anything. What should I bring? Are we gonna drink?" I inquired.

"Igor promised to bring wine, Mishka – snacks. You just bring a blanket, I'll bring one too."

"Okay, where are we meeting?" I asked.

"At the corner of the building at three in the afternoon. Seryoga said he'd bring a tent in case of rain," answered Kolya, "that's it, I'm off. See you, my good one."

His eyes flashed with a devilish fire. He hugged me, and his hand again, as if by accident, landed on my rear.

I closed the door and heard him rapidly descending the stairs.

My heart was pounding wildly. Damn, Kolya wanted to seduce me again! Right here! What if my parents had shown up? What should I do? I barely held on, gathered all my willpower not to cling to him. My inner slut almost gave herself away. I need to somehow resolve this issue. Maybe sign up for a psychologist? No, not an option. He'd disgrace me all over town. What a mess!

To distract myself, I turned on the TV, then read the newspaper. "Tomorrow we're going on a hike," I thought, "I wonder how he'll communicate with me in front of the others?" I tried not to think about it, but I felt somehow anxious.

Tomorrow came. I woke up, had breakfast. My parents soon left, and I started leisurely getting ready for the picnic. What to wear? The forest isn't far, it's hot. Need something light. I chose a short-sleeved linen shirt and short, narrow linen shorts that barely reached mid-thigh. Under the shorts, I wore yellow narrow swim trunks (surely I'd want to sunbathe). Apparently, I subconsciously wanted to show off my tanned legs. For footwear, I settled on sneakers, as sandals are uncomfortable for walking in the forest.

At five to three, I left the house, holding a bag with a blanket. Everyone was already gathered at the corner.

"Oh, Vladya, haven't seen you in a while!" said Igor. He was the biggest, overweight. Compared to the others, I was dressed very beach-like!

"Should I change?" I asked, "you're all dressed sort of... hiking-like."

My friends protested, saying we're not going to crawl through swamps, but to relax with wine. We set off. Suddenly, someone called out from behind us. Everyone turned around; it was Andrey, the one who saw me with Kolya on the balcony. To say I was stunned is an understatement. I froze like a pillar of salt.

"Well, where have you been?" Kolya shouted to him, "we already decided not to wait for you."

"Ran to the garage, for my dad's moonshine. In case the wine isn't enough."

Kolya pulled me by the hand: "Let's go, don't pay attention."

My legs became slightly weak, but I didn't show it, and we went. It was about three kilometers to the forest. The whole way, the guys talked about drinking, girls. Sometimes they called out to me, asking something, but it was as if cotton wool was in my ears, and I answered in monosyllables.

From time to time, I raised my eyes and looked at the others. When my eyes met Andryukha's gaze, I felt in my gut that he knew everything. His lips spread into a predatory grin.

"Did Kolya really tell him everything?" flashed through my head. I tried to drive away this thought, but it buzzed in my head like a wasp.

Soon we arrived at the spot. It was a familiar sunny clearing, surrounded on all sides by tall bushes. Seryoga immediately started setting up the tent, Igor – slicing sausage, cheese, and bread. Everyone tried to do something; to my offers to help, each of them tried to shield me from any tasks. "We'll call you when everything's ready!" was their answer.

I said that in that case, I'd go sunbathe.

"Vladya, don't go far, don't get lost, what would we do without you?" Andryukha shouted mockingly. All the others laughed. Kolya – the loudest.

I didn't pay much attention to it and, moving about fifty meters away, took off my shirt and shorts and lay down on the most spacious spot. The rays gently touched my skin, the light dimly penetrated through my closed eyelids. Bliss! I probably dozed off. Then I felt a tickle in my nose and jumped up. It was Kolya, holding a straw in his hand, laughing, delighted with his joke. I couldn't help but laugh too, feeling the inner tension leaving. He took me by the hand: "Let's go, everything's ready." I picked up my shirt, shorts, and sneakers and followed.

The guys were already undressed. All, except Igor, were thin and wiry. Sergey – a slender blond. Misha – sturdy, dark hair. He was from the village, came to the city about ten years ago. Andryukha was the tallest and most muscular. Everyone was already undressed and also lying down, catching the rays of the August sun.

They poured wine into cups. Clinked glasses, drank. Then more. Started reminiscing about various funny incidents from life. Igor and Kolya joked the most. The others were already laughing with not entirely sober laughter. The wine, of course, relaxed me; I laughed along with everyone. Suddenly, I felt someone's palm on the back of my thigh. I turned around as if scalded; Mishka loomed over me (he was to my left) and reached for a sandwich, using my leg as support.

"Let's try the moonshine!" suggested Andrey, "the wine isn't really hitting."

Everyone agreed in unison. I mumbled something incoherent; I didn't really want to drink moonshine, I didn't like it. Drank a cup. I immediately went limp, felt very warm and cozy. At the same time, I no longer saw the meaningful glances between Andryukha and Kolya.

"Vladenka, come to the tent, I need your help," Kolya cooed in my ear. Igor started singing some song, everyone joined in. I stood up sharply, and unexpectedly swayed, but Kolya held me by the waist with his hand.

"Oh, Vladka, like a girl! Don't need much moonshine," Andrey joked again.

We entered the tent. He started rummaging in the corner, looking for something.

"What did you lose?" I asked mockingly, standing on all fours, not realizing that my ass was sticking out of the tent, on display for everyone.

"What an appetizing a...ass! Zhora!" I heard Andryukha's voice again. Unexpectedly, I caught myself thinking that I liked the awareness that four pairs of male eyes were appraisingly drilling my butt at that second. I even involuntarily lingered, crawling deeper into the tent.

Kolya brought his face close to mine, looking into my eyes. The smell of his recently sunbathed body literally deprived me of my mind. His lips found mine, and we merged in a kiss.

"No, Kolya, not here, not now!" I whispered in the pauses between kisses.

"Vladenka, I need to explain something to you," he said. "I missed you. I had two girls in the village, but I kept thinking about you. About your ass, lips."

"Quiet!" he covered my mouth with his hand.

Apparently, my exclamation was heard outside. Something like Mishka's voice: "They're fumbling in there, how long are they gonna look?" Andryukha's voice: "Don't interfere! Kolya's doing his thing." Igor's tipsy voice: "Is Vladya ready? Will it work out, what do you think?"

"It'll work out, don't worry," Andrey's voice again.

And then Kolya spoke again: "You see, the day after we... you know, Andryukha came up to me and started pestering me with questions. I denied it as best I could, like, you made up some nonsense, you imagined it and all that. But he said he'd tell the whole courtyard in what state he saw you, and that I was groping you. I had no choice but to tell him everything."

"Everything?!!" I exclaimed, "absolutely everything??!"

"Yes. That I fucked you and ate you out, and that you really liked it. I also told him you're better than any girl I've ever fucked."

The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I simply lost the power of speech. My heart pounded like an alarm bell in my ears.

"You promised!! You gave your word!" I squeezed out hoarsely, "what a bastard you are!!"

"Don't freak out, Vladya! Andryukha really wanted to be with you. I promised I'd try to lure you out for a walk," he ran his palm over my cheek, "be obedient. You're not losing anything."

"No. I can't do this. I don't want to. With you, it was different; you're my close friend. I'm scared."

My head was spinning, fear tangled with a wild desire that appeared from nowhere. A viscous languor spread in my lower abdomen. My eyes were already clouded by alcohol, and now they were veiled with a haze of lust. Kolya unmistakably identified this and began, through my yellow swim trunks, to gently stroke my member. I sniffled and breathed heavily, feeling the remnants of will evaporating, leaving me. Kolya whispered in his serpentine voice: "Don't be afraid, come to me." His other hand slid down my back, over my butt, pulled the elastic of my trunks, and I felt his finger gently press on the sphincter.

"Aaah..oh.." escaped from me, "no... please."

"Stop acting up. You'll give it to him once and that's it. And then we'll go drink. Yes or no?"

Kolya stuck his head out of the tent and nodded to Andrey. He quickly jumped up and slipped into our alcove.

"What do we have here?? Oh, Vladenka. You're even hotter now than on the balcony," said Andrey.

Kolya reached his hand into the corner of the tent and pulled out condoms and Vaseline.

"Here, or you'll ruin my girl," he handed them to Andryukha. He nodded.

I, of course, realized what awaited me. One bastard blabbed to another that he'd had me like a slut, and even set up such an ambush. Well, so be it. I'll have to, against my will, add another partner. Andrey, of course, was not as delicate as Kolya. He grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me onto the blankets spread in the tent, trying to push his tongue through my lips. I turned away, shaking my head from side to side.

"I've never fucked a guy before," he turned to Kolya, "we'll correct that gap." His hands pulled down my hips' such unreliable protection – the swim trunks. And so I was at the mercy of an aroused male. With the remnants of my fading consciousness, I heard the drunken voices of my "friends" outside. Igor: "I'm after Andryukha!" Mishka: "I'm after you, and you, Seryoga, next!"

"A trap. How could I fall for it so easily," an inner voice. Meanwhile, Andrey finally managed to push his tongue into my mouth and started to dominate there, while his finger generously lubricated my hole. He deftly pulled on a condom.

"Relax, Vladenka, everything will be fine," Kolya cooed, sitting nearby, "just once and that's it. I promised."

I had no choice but to follow my friend's advice. Andryukha grabbed my slender, tanned thighs and threw my legs over his shoulders. Kolya held me by the shoulders for some reason, probably thinking I would still resist. But I was broken as a guy; I was a woman again and accepted everything around me as some kind of unreality. Andrey's shaft pressed against my anus; I mechanically clenched it, but this couldn't save me from the inevitable. The head began its slow journey to satisfy the lust of the beast taking possession of me.

"Aaah, please, it hurts!" I cried out, "it really hurts, Andrey!!"

"Quiet, you bitch! You're screaming like a mare!! The others will hear and start climbing in," Andrey covered my mouth with his hand.

My eyes