Let the bonfires blaze...
It was in the late 80s, when all over the country young people in the summer were supposed to be occupied—either at a pioneer camp, or in a construction brigade, or on a collective farm. I went with my friends to earn some money in a construction brigade. And then one day, there was a disruption with building materials, and we had a day off. My friend Lyokha and I went to the river, but we got chatting and wandered upstream to the beach of a pioneer camp. There we met the girl counselors Marina and Anya. The girls, citing being busy, suggested meeting after lights-out and explained how to find their building. Lyokha and I had a swim and decided to thoroughly prepare for our date with the girls. We returned
to the barracks where we were living at the time. We gathered some food—we had potatoes galore—grabbed a sleeping bag and a tent.Our girls whispered something to her, she disappeared behind the door, and then came out already dressed, with her hair done and with a guitar. "My name is Vika," she introduced herself to us. With this lineup, we headed to our spot on the riverbank. The girls skeptically inspected our spot: "Too close to the camp, everything will be heard! Put out the fire, and let's go to the pine plantations!" We took the food, drinks, and cigarettes, grabbed the firewood we'd prepared for the night, and followed the girls. They led us to a clearing surrounded by pines, quite far from the camp; good thing we had a flashlight with us, otherwise it would have been tricky to settle in the dark. While the girls went back to the camp to get blankets for our picnic, we lit a fire and gathered more firewood. The night promised to be long and fun. The girls brought some spoons and forks, which we later used to eat canned food, and blankets...
Our tandem in this regard was well-oiled, the girls were absolutely delighted. Empty vodka bottles just kept flying off into the darkness under the trees. All the fun was interspersed with songs, both lyrical and downright obscene. After I dropped the sprat in tomato sauce on Vika's clothes a couple of times, we paired off and she moved right next to me. The guys also figured out who was with whom—Tolik with Marina, Lyokha with Anya. Tolik started kissing Marinka right in front of us, not embarrassed at all. Then they announced they were going to the tent to sleep, and they staggered off into the darkness. (Porno rasskazy) A little later, we decided to head to the camp too. We didn't dare put out the fire the pioneer way in front of girls we barely knew, so we just covered it with loose soil. Anya was drunk as a skunk. Lyokha slung her over his shoulder, grabbed a stack of blankets, and announced they'd be in the counselors' room.
Vika and I walked behind them, pressed tightly against each other. In the dark, under the dim moonlight, Lyokha's silhouette loomed ahead of us, with Anya's head and arms dangling behind his back. Vika slowed me down, and we, left alone, started kissing greedily. The buzz left me as if it had never been, blood pounded in my temples, and I wanted everything, right here and now... Without much thought, I tipped Vika right onto the grass and pulled up her skirt... "Have you lost your mind? There's pine needles on the ground!! I've got needles in my head now and my whole ass is already pricked!!!" Vika's muffled voice brought me to my senses. I lift her up, brush her off, awkwardly apologize: "In the dark, I thought it was grass!" She snorts: "Are you kidding? There's only pine needles and sand here, it's a pine plantation." We continued on our way, occasionally stopping to kiss. Vika opened an empty room in their building for us, where beds and mattresses were piled up, with bedsprings separate, frames separate...
Vika didn't turn on the light, explaining that unexpected guests might come running to the light—it would ruin everything for us—and asked me to whisper—the soundproofing was bad, and children were sleeping behind the wall. Then I was tasked with assembling a bed from all this splendor, which I did, trying not to make noise, placed two bedsprings on the floor next to each other and arranged several mattresses on top to make it more or less even... Meanwhile, Vika brought a couple of pillows and several sheets. We covered the window facing the veranda of their building with one sheet. While she was making our bed, I admired the glimpse of her slender legs in the semi-darkness, and when she bent over very low, my gaze was treated to a beautiful view of her tanned thighs and the white strip of her panties... Finally, I couldn't stand the torture of the bed-making ceremony anymore, pulled off my clothes, positioned myself behind her, pulled off her T-shirt and panties, and started kissing her shoulders, neck, and back, while my hands squeezed her firm breasts.
She arched her whole body and leaned into me, trembling from the touches and caresses. She took off her skirt herself. Then Vika pulled both pillows towards her and placed them under her stomach, which raised her buttocks. Just the sight of this alluring body brings my excitement to the limit, and I thrust into her as deep as possible. At first slowly, then my movements get faster and faster. My hands hold her beautiful hips, stroke her lower back, her back, catch her swaying breasts and squeeze them. The girl's cave tightly envelops my cock, my hand slides down and now my fingers are caressing her clitoris. From pleasure, Vika arches like a cat, we are already one whole! Our movements are in sync, her fingers tightly grip the sheets.
A cry is about to escape her throat... I remember that children are sleeping behind the wall and a feeling of rehearsing married sex comes over me, I cover Vika's mouth with my palm... But she starts biting my hand, I caress her clitoris with my other hand more and more intensely. And unable to restrain the passion, I move in the narrow, hot cave even harder and faster. Vika squeezes me inside even tighter, her pussy contracts more and more often, strongly gripping my cock. I quietly whisper in her ear if I can come inside her, a nod of her head... and... My excitement is already beyond the limit and here is that moment!!! My sperm erupts like a fountain inside her, I keep moving, my body shudders pleasantly...
I kiss Vika's back, her beautiful butt, her slender legs. I lightly touch her delicate skin with my lips. My kisses are slow, gentle, my hands also lightly stroke her body. She turns to me and gratefully kisses me with tender, hot lips. Continuing to quietly caress each other, we lie down next to each other on our improvised bed. And after a while, we drift off to sleep.
We were awakened in the morning by my friends; we needed to leave the camp before wake-up. We thanked the girls for the wonderful evening and night in the most elaborate terms and said goodbye to them until the next meeting.