Alisa Yu.   view profile 

The first sexual experience I had going back from school on a bus. I was standing in the rear. The bus was packed. It was almost summer, very hot, everybody pressed tightly against each other, sweating and only dreaming of getting there as soon as possible.

Then something unexpected happened. I was standing in the rear, facing the window. And at some moment I felt I was being pressed upon in a different way. The man standing next to me must be rather short, I felt his breath on my neck. But main thing I felt was much lower. He pressed his front to my butt firmly and tightly. Through my summer dress and thin panties I felt three things very clearly: his legs pressed tight against my buttocks and in the middle a big hot and hard ?rod? that settled exactly between my two halves.

I am afraid I cannot describe exactly what I felt then. Of course I understood immediately what it was, although my experience in the matter was very limited then. I had never before been caught up in a situation like this or sexually harassed. I was a very modest girl. And here that shameless rod between my buttocks that pinned me like a butterfly.
I was sort of petrified ? could not even move. On one hand I was disgusted. But at the same time it gave me shivers like a million tiny ants all over my body, the low of my belly and my legs had a strange nagging cramp I never felt before. It seemed that if I had moved the sensation would intensify tenfold. And since I felt it against my will, my consciousness protested vehemently. I was embarrassed to push him away or shout at him, it was an older man, I saw his hands on the hand-rail.

I could not get out from under his pressure either ? I had no strength to move because of the weakness that overwhelmed me. The only thing I could do was pressing my buttocks tightly together with all my strength, and I felt immediately that the sensation intensified sharply. I relaxed my buttocks muscles and felt straight away that the powerful ?rod? pulled them aside and crept even deeper. I tightened up in a reflex to push the hated object away and everything repeated? more than once or twice?

I must have been giving him great pleasure doing that. Seeing that I practically did not struggle, he became bolder and explored all of my ass with his cock, with every thrust of the bus shifting it from one half to another and returning it back into the hollow between them. And all that time I felt that dirty-sweet-painful sensation flowing inside me, paralyzing me and giving cramps to my belly. I could not move at all, just counted minutes to the stop at the market place, where I knew half the bus would get off. And when it happened, I felt that he let me go, but did not even dare to turn around.

I do not know whether he left the buss with everybody else or went on further. That loathsome feeling lulled slowly, not letting go of me for an hour and a half, and often emerged in my memories later.
On the other hand, the older I became, the more I wished to experience it again. Strange as it may seem. There has been a lot of different sex in my life, but never the sensation has been so acute. It has been much simpler. Occasionally I feel something close to it when a man presses his body against mine from behind standing up while caressing me.
It seems hard to explain, but now I would very much like to go that way just to see where it might have lead me to. If I could go back in time now and be that girl in the bus again, I would probably ?relax and try to enjoy it? as the saying goes.

Angela P.   view profile 

I owe loosing my virginity to my friend. There are three of us friends. We live in the same block of flats. The eldest, Vika, lives a rather unrestrained life ? her parents do not mind. She goes to night clubs, discos, meets guys there and sleeps with them.
She likes telling us about her adventures, we are always eager to listen. We learned a lot thanks to her! And, of course, we always wanted to try it too.

Vika told us ones that she met a son of a big entrepreneur. They went to his dacha and everything was just super there. The guy offered her $300 for having sex with his father, who was at the dacha too. Vika said she agreed and got the money and a lot of pleasure too, because the father was a very experienced as a man.
Also she said that father asked her to find a virgin among her friends, because he wanted to sleep with a virgin very much, and promised to pay such a girl $500 if she agreed. Also if there were two virgins, he might pay even more if they came to him together.
Vika knew that we did not have boyfriends and offered us this opportunity. We thought a bit and agreed, because it was a lot of money. After all it is better done at a luxurious dacha for a lot of money with a decent person, than in the bushes for free with some asshole. Vika made the necessary arrangements and we made an appointment to go to his dacha one weekend. We told our parents we go for a walk downtown.

His son (Andrei) came to pick us up in a BMW and took us to the dacha. He went to another room with Vika and we met his father. He turned out to be not too old, about 40 ? 45. We had some gin and tonic, sat and talked for a while, listened to the music.
Then he suggested we went to the swimming pool (there was a swimming pool in the basement). He suggested we took everything off and we began to swim naked, all three of us. It was a little embarrassing at first, then the embarrassment was gone and I even found it exciting. Although he was an elderly man, he was in a very good shape, with beautiful, well-trained body. Of course, I tried to see him better stealthily, because it was the first time I saw a naked man.
Then we dried ourselves up and set on the sofa, the three of us. He sat in the middle, he put his arms on our shoulders and asked us to caress him four hands (he showed us what we were supposed to do). We did it. By the way I like the feel of a man?s cock, it seemed so tender to touch, and when he aroused it excited me too. It was pleasant because I understood it was a woman in me that gave him a hard-on.

Alina U.   view profile 

I made that discovery by chance. I woke up in the middle of the night once to go to a restroom (restroom again!). It was in summer, I had only panties and a light undershirt on. After having taken care of my little business, passing by the parents? bedroom, I heard the bed squeaking ? they were making love. Something hit me and I stopped by the door. I was excited not just by the fact they were doing it (although that was exciting too! :)). Suddenly I realized that I can do whatever I want in the house, I was the mistress of the house, parents being totally preoccupied.

I imagined that I could easily had taken all my clothed off, and stand and even walk around the flat stark naked. I had nothing to fear. If they decided to go out of the room for whatever reason, I would hear their steps and had enough time to retreat to my room. When I realized, that I really could in fact do it, I felt those sensations coming back again. I rushed to my room and could not go to sleep for a long time, trying to ?not let go? of that sensation. I managed quite easily, because my imagination worked 100%, and, most important, I had a precise plan I went over and over in my head.
For a couple of days I waited for a chance to turn it into reality and thought carefully over each detail. At night I did not go to bed for a long time, I would open a door to the corridor and listen for squeaking of the bed, trying not to miss the moment. And I got lucky soon! I realized it was now or never!

I pulled off my shirt, took of panties and went down the corridor naked (carefully, silently, on my toes). I came to the door and felt that I was so excited that I could not stand up; I had to lean on the wall. I could not breathe, my legs did not obey me anymore, and my heart was beating so fast, I thought I was going to die. I listened to their ?love? for a while, then risked a trip to the kitchen, but got back to the door fast. I was afraid to miss the moment when the squeaking stopped and the danger became real. As soon as it happened, I whisked back into my room.
I set in my room for half a night, savoring the experience, playing it back over and over in my head. I was dizzy, my head was spinning around. It was then when I first time discovered how sensitively my lower belly reacted to the touch of my hand :)) Masturbation ?after it? was much sweater, then just ?dry?. Or, in other words, it was totally different.:)) It added a lot to what I felt. But still it could not be compared to my ?night trips?. I never touched myself when I was ?on the mission?, only afterwards, thinking of it. Because, I just did not want to be distracted from those acute sensation I experienced.

I have been doing it for three years and so far I am not interested in any form of sex, but this. A few times I nearly got caught, because I got too bold and began walking round the house at any time, not just when the bed was squeaking. Once I missed stepfathers? steps and hardly have time to hide in the toilet, when he got out of the room. He must have ?had an urge? too, so that he stood by the door for about five minutes, breathing nosily through his nose and coughing a little. And I was standing on the other side of the door in terror, stark naked, heard him breathing and could not imagine what to do now. Thanks god, he felt thirsty and went to the kitchen. At that moment I whisked out and into my room.
Those small incidents do not really stop me, rather got me excited. Although, I do try to be careful. For the last few months I have been thinking of a Great Grand Plan (as I call it:)) I would like to walk naked on the stairway in our block of flats ? from my seventh floor, down to the ground floor and back. Very late at night of course. Maybe at first I will try the elevator, but then I definitely want to walk. I am not sure if I will ever dare to do it. Just thinking of it gives me shivers ? ooooh! :)

Zhana R.   view profile 

I feel I have share what happened to me not so long ago. Otherwise, I will be living the rest of my life thinking I could have made many women happy, but have not done so.

So, from the very beginning. My name is Zhana, I am 24. I live in Moscow. My husband Andrei is a businessman and we have a wonderful 3 y/o daughter. We have been together for 5 years already, he is a wonderful husband and I love him very much.
But recently he surprised me. This was what happened. He was reading a paper once and I saw accidentally that he was reading about swingers ? people that practice group sex, that is.
?Do you think this interesting?? ? I asked. He made an irrelevant reply and put the paper aside. But in a little while he all of a sudden asked me if I would accept the idea of having sex with him and another man at the same time. I was taken aback. He all people was saying that, while he himself was jealous of every telegraph pole without any reason. Besides, I myself thought that I did not need anybody but him. We have been a happy couple in every respect. Although, we had had sex less and less frequently in the last 3 years, but this was not the most important thing in life.
So, to cut the long story short, I am against it, I am positive, end of story.
I tried to forget that conversation, but it kept coming up in my mind all the time. I remembered the first months we were together? how we waited for the night to come so that we can see each other after work and go to warm bed together and make love at last. But now we slept in different beds, and if we had sex, we did it mechanically, without enthusiasm. I still considered myself attractive, men turned their heads sometimes as I passed by. And years were going by. To have an affair on the side secretly? I hated the thought of it.
So, I decided if Andrei brought the matter up again, I would not be so categorical.
A month later we went to Sochi. When we got there we rented a wonderful flat with a view of the sea, and our unforgettable vacation began. Every day we went to the same spot on the beach between the rocks, because there were fewer people there. Almost none. Both me and Andrei hate crowds.
But almost all the time there was that other guy swimming nearby, and always alone for some reason. I considered him very handsome, he was tall, strong, but somewhat sad. I saw him looking at me at times, noticed the bulge in his trunks grew, especially when I turned my back at him and bent to wipe the sand off my knees. Andrei surely noticed what was going on too, but pretended that nothing was happening. No wonder, I reacted so aggressively to his suggestion before, but if you think of it, he was offering to diversify out life for my sake, to make my life more complete.

So, I decided to bring the issue up myself. I asked Andrei, if he still thought that it was not going to hurt our relationships if he had sex with me not alone. He nodded his head to that. Then I asked what if I was willing to try. Andrei said we?d better talk at home about it. Besides it was going to rain, so we picked up or things and went home.
In the evening Andrei said he would be back soon with a surprise for me. I took a bath, put a short and thin robe on (the one my friend brought from China), and was leafing though a magazine, waiting for Andrei.
There was a doorbell soon, I opened the door and was taken aback immediately. Andrei was at the door and that handsome guy from the beach was with him. I was embarrassed a bit and wanted to go change my clothes, but Andrei stopped me and said I should not be ashamed of my beautiful body. The beach guy mumbled something affirmative too. The guys brought a bottle of vodka with them, and I started putting a meal together. In the process I saw how our guest looked at me and the thrill made me wet between my legs. We had dinner and found out that our guest?s name was Oleg, he broke up with his girlfriend and did not know when and if there were going to make up. That was the reason he was so sad on the beach.
The more we drank, the greedier he stared at me; my robe was so short, and after a few drinks I did not bother to cover my panties properly. Then Andrei, suggested Oleg took a bath and started kissing me. Andrei then said that he lied to Oleg telling him that we were not husband and wife, just good friends, and that helped me relax somehow. I started kissing Andrei on the neck, gradually going down to his cock. Then I took his cock in my mouth and was delighted to feel the same taste on my tongue; his balls were swollen and rolled in my hand. Oleg entered the room and saw me on all fours with my back to him. He spread my legs gently, I wanted to stop it for a second, but Andrei kissed me on my lips and told me to relax and enjoy. I went on licking my husband?s cock while Oleg pressed his lips against my pussy. At first he just licked me down there, then he began inserting his tongue deeper in my pussy, as if trying to eat me from inside. The joy of it made me swallow my husband cock deeper in my mouth, it had not been so tasty to me for a long time. The harder Oleg was working on my pussy, the faster I worked my tongue on my husband?s cock. But one cock in my mouth was not already enough and Oleg came up to my side. I saw Oleg?s cock. It was slightly thicker than my husband?s and there was a little limpid drop on the tip of it. I let go of Andrei?s cock and licked the drop off; the taste of it was different from Andrei?s too. The contrast got me very horny, I began taking turns kissing and licking the two cocks. Than Andrei left me alone with beautiful Oleg?s cock, I licked and swallowed it. Andrei came from behind and having stroked his cock against my desperate pussy for a little while, plunged it all the way deep inside me. I began working my tongue faster swallowing tasty Oleg?s juice, hafting myself on Andrei?s cock deeper.

I could not hold back any longer and at that moment Oleg?s cock exploded with his wonderful juice in my mouth, I swallowed half of it, half of it ran over my lips and face. At that moment I was struck by orgasm with Andrei shooting his hot sperm inside me. I felt so warm inside, felt sperm running out of my pussy down my legs, my face and mouth all splashed with tasty sperm too, and just collapsed in an armchair totally exhausted. The guys were smiling; they realized they made me happy. A minute later they took me in their arms and took me to the bathroom. They put me in the tub gently and started washing the remains of our love off my body together. They tenderly washed my face, my legs; the four strong, but incredibly gentle hands stroked and washed all my body. Their cocks were already in upright position, and began to feel excited again under the warm streams of water.
They bent forward, stroking me, and their beautiful cocks were so close to my face, that I could not help taking them in my hands first, then began to suck having closed my eyes with pleasure. I took turns sucking them, then tried to swallow both of them at once, and made it. I swallowed those huge tasty sweets and was getting more and more excited again. Then Andrei took me in his arms again and carried back to the room. He put me down on my belly and began to kiss my back and my legs gently. Oleg come up in front of me and brought his beautiful cock to my mouth. I realized that he liked the way I do blowjob a lot, because he had not even fucked me yet. So I began to suck his cock putting all my skills to it. In the meanwhile Andrei raised my butt and began to oil it with the juice from my pussy. I realized I wanted them both at once and let them know it without taking Oleg?s cock out of my mouth. Then Oleg lay on the floor, I set on his tool, letting it as deep in me as possible.
Slowly, taking his time, Andrei inserted his penis in my ass. Before it always hurt to be fucked in my ass, but now it was just fabulous. Oleg was kissing me on the lips, Andrei kissed my back and both cocks were inside me. I impaled myself deeper and deeper on the two cocks, my whole essence made me move faster and faster. I was not moaning anymore ? I was screaming out loud. The two cocks rubbed against each other inside me with only a thin wall between them, and I felt them with every cell of my body. I wagged my ass, pinning myself deeper, the boys moved faster too, Andrei?s cock became so huge in my ass and shoot inside me with a stream of hot sperm, I shrieked and melted. Felling that Oleg is about to come too, I got off him and took his cock in my mouth, the next second he discharged a wonderful fountain of sticky and tasty sperm in my mouth.
I licked him clean, not loosing a single drop, and kept cock in my mouth for a while after, I hated to let go of it. We took turns taking a shower, and decided to finish the remaining vodka. Besides everybody was hungry. I put a robe on, the buys stayed naked. They were sitting in front of me, their cocks peaceful between their legs. We had a bite and finished vodka off. The boys set with his legs wide open, I thought how beautiful they were, and felt that I became horny again.

Strange, but I had never before felt like sex after two orgasms, but now, 5 minutes and I want again. But boys? cocks were still flabby, and I decided to help them. I spread my legs wide and began to tease them rubbing my wet pussy. I was pleased to see their cocks began to throb and assume the fighting position. I kneeled in front of them and took them in my hands. At first I started licking Andrei?s cock, gliding my tongue along his shaft, then kissed his balls.
He raised both his legs to the sofa so that my tongue could reach all the way to his anus, I knew how much men loved it. With other hand I continued to massage Oleg?s cock. Then I did the same thing to Oleg?s cock, while massaging Andrei?s. Soon both cocks were ready. But Andrei said he would like to have a cigarette, and asked me not to wait for him and begin with Oleg. Then Oleg pulled me over and kissed on the lips. I dropped my robe, and having spread my legs wide, set on Oleg?s cock. Slowly at first I started wagging my butt, trying to make Oleg?s cock go as deep as possible, then we speeded up and Andrei was sitting next to us and just watched smoking, not participating. Oleg was kissing me passionately, stroked my breasts and my buttocks and I returned his caress. Here Andrei gave up and stood with his feet on the sofa, so that his cock went straight into my mouth. I sucked it vehemently while Oleg?s cock was pumping deep inside me.
I was a little bit uncomfortable, my legs ached, but I was unable to stop that divine delight. Oleg was holding me by my buttocks and was literary impaling my vagina on his penis, his hairy chest rubbing against mine. Pinned on Oleg?s cock I had Andrei?s deep in my throat. Here I felt as if flooded from inside with orgasm and my juices squirted over Oleg?s cock. Then I asked the boys to stand up in front of me, kneeled in front of them and began licking and sucking their gorgeous cocks, as if there was nothing in the world tastier than that. I sucked their helmets, brought them into my mouth deep or not so deep, licked their balls, stroked their trunks with my tongue and having lifted their balls licked the boys? anuses. Soon they gratified me with almost simultaneous orgasms. My face was all covered with sperm, mouth was full of this love elixir. I put both cocks in my mouth and looked up at the boys. They were delighted.
The three of us almost never parted throughout the week that remained of our vacation. When we came back home after, I fucked Andrei enthusiastically all night long, I was so grateful to him for the gift he made.
He made me believe that I am a woman and sex is the most wonderful thing on earth. I love him madly and will never do anything like that with anybody without Andrei present. And we will surely continue having threesomes, and I am thinking of inviting a girl for my Andreika next time, I am not a sanctimonious person.
P.S. Oleg called the day before yesterday, he made up with his girlfriend and told her about us. He said she was very much eager to try and asked if the two of them could come stay with us for a week. We happily said ? YES!!!

Irina I.   view profile 

My first man loved me a lot, I was his first woman. He kept saying that he was so happy that I had not had anyone before him, said if I had not been a virgin he would not have dated me most likely. Just imagine how important it was for an 18 year old girl that was madly in love with him (that was what I thought I was).

But everything was far from perfect. I had never had orgasm in bed with him, I mean, he had enough skills to arouse me with his caress, but failed to last more than 1-2 minutes ?in the process?.
Me, being a good loving girl, could not admit that I felt nothing with him, but held a sacred belief that maybe I would get lucky eventually and I find out at last what it is (if not ? so that must be my lot!).
Then one day I was unexpectedly sent to meet ?a friend of somebody?s friend? that was supposed to stay in St. Petersburg just for a few hours. I met a handsome guy at the railway station (older than me), and he, having seen me, stayed in the city for a month? Sasha fell in love with me at the first sight, and so did I. But how could I possibly admit that to myself, not mentioning him?

I had a boyfriend whom I loved (although there was a big question about it already) and who trusted me. My upbringing did not allow me to fall in love with somebody else in this situation. Besides Sanya turned out to be 11 years older than me and married on top of everything! I did not let him come close to me, tried to avoid staying alone with him, I was conscience-stricken. But Sasha sought after me persistently.
For several months he was torn between two cities, did not live with his family, would fly in for a single night just to look at me, sit by my side, getting absolutely nothing in return, not even an innocent kiss. Once after an attempt to hug and kiss me, Sasha said: ?You do not have to confess your love to me, just admit it to yourself and we will be fine?.
What attracted me most in Sasha ? his confidence, he was a sort of person for whom there were no insoluble problems. Everything he had (and he had quite a bit), he created and earned himself. I felt with him as if protected by a brick wall, he was a Man with a capital M, something one could never said about my boyfriend, who was a mumble. I suffered a lot, but suddenly I noticed that I was beginning to change myself, I was becoming more resolute, more like Sasha. We understood each other without words.

At last on the fifth month of our acquaintance we found ourselves in bed with each other. What I felt from his caress and kisses was a revelation to me. He was very experienced, but, most important, - he loved me and I loved him, so much that I could not imagine possible ever before.
When he entered me, I did not feel any pain I was used to with my first man. On the contrary, his movements inside me stopped my heart, my breathing, my blood and everything that could possibly stop in me! Never before had I felt such pleasure. For the first time in my life I understood what orgasm was about.
I did not look at it as cheating, because I realized that I could not exist anymore without Sasha. I just told my boyfriend it was all over without going into much explanations. He just had to face the facts ? I did not want to be with him any longer. It was a shock for him, but I did not feel sorry for him at all. I was a kind of paying him back for all the inhibitions I developed thanks to his weakness.
It is now the forth year since we are together with Sashka!!!

Valentina G.   view profile 

That was funny. My first intimate experience was sitting on the guy?s lap in the dark kitchen attempting to kiss each other for the first time. I was (at last!) noticed by a man. That brought me to a condition close to being intoxicated. And he did not believe that I was so inexperienced.

Then it was me who lured the guy into the bedroom (funny, he was a devoted Christian, pretty religious!) where we enjoyed petting and other joys of ?non-penetration? sex (I had read a lot of wise books and knew that first time determines a lot in future sex life).
The next one was a boy I loved and who turned out to be a virgin too. We planned that occasion for a long time in every detail ? what day it would be, what candles would be lit, we would sip a little bit of wine?
We even tried to turn that plan to reality. I talked my parents into going someplace for the night, my lover came and we got down to business? everything beautiful: candles lit, wine tastes good, music sweet and not obtrusive? We are so sweet and slow? Kissing, stroking each other, everything the way it should. Getting horny, obviously. Here, it is close now, he it going to enter me now, stick it in, poke my cherry? (is that how they put it? :)) And the door bell rang.

There was a misunderstanding with the parents, they decided I had enough time to spend with my boyfriend. They were very surprised with my reaction to their coming back. It took me a while to calm the boy down, ?rehabilitated?, solving the problems of early-age impotence, so to say. But still he did not stay for the night, asshole.
Some time later we were planning a backpack trip to the mountains with him, and walked in the city, doing some shopping. Summer. Heat. Suddenly out of nowhere came that huge guy with huge black beard, his hear a mess, huge paunch. Shouting to us: ?Hey, kids, let?s have fun!!!?
We were astounded pretty much with that offer, but did not refuse, obviously. So right there at the nearest caf?, the guy bought us a bottle of Champagne each and we began ?having fun?. Made each other?s acquaintance, talked. He bought some more Champaign. No, what you are thinking of now did not happen!

Asya B.   view profile 

It is not that this story changed my life, but it did change something in me for sure. I always wondered what made people exhibit their intimate things or sexuality in public places.

I tried to experience something like this, maybe an urge, but had never seemed to enjoy it. Sincere initiative turned into a game quickly, but I wished I could loose myself completely, and ?not be observing myself from the side?.
A couple months ago we just walked in the city with my boyfriend. Bored by walking we decided to stop at a movie house to see a film talked about a lot. Film turned out to be pretty boring, by the way. :-) The theater was half empty, but since it had started raining outside we decided we might as well stay.

And here, despite of the presence of people around, I felt myself secure and my boyfriend ?caught my wave?. We started touching each other, our caress became bolder and more open and when the desire to have sex became irresistible, I understood that we were far from being alone in the room. :-) But that did not embarrass me a bit. The fact that we set by the entrance and at any moment somebody might come in, added to the thrill.

We passed the point of no return, but still I understood that I could not give myself to him completely, and that feeling burned me alive! I kissed my mind goodbye. :-) In fact I could hardly remember what I did in the next five minutes? But I had never before had such a staggering sexual experience ? that is for sure.
It is so nice to feel yourself absolutely uninhibited sexually, so that make yourself available in the least appropriate moment and not be afraid of accusations and blames of others. Now when I see other people showing their feelings openly, I look at them with a conspiratorial smile.

Natalia Sh.   view profile 

I am Natasha. I invented this. I decided that I should start my record with the text of out agreement, otherwise it won?t be clear. This is how it all happened. It was our prom night at school, it was nothing special, should I not say boring. Bright light in the gym, converted into the dance floor, tape recorder and Mymra on duty.

Mymra is our form master, and that is their (from masters?) duty to guard our morals at the prom.
Mishka, passing by, whispered to me ?Come to the attic?. I pretended I did not hear, waited for him to be gone. In ten minutes I left the room stealthily. There was a crowd on the stairway, many were drunk. I went along the corridor to another stairway, there was nobody here, and having made sure that nobody saw me, went upstairs. The door to the attic was open and I felt cool draft coming out of it.
I took a step up, another one?
My heart sank, I did not know why I was going there. Honestly, I was hoping Mishka will be alone, so that we would gossip about things, sure he would try to kiss me, so what? I was sure I always would be able to stop him.
Somebody?s cool hands, one on the right another on the left, so he is not alone, I thought regretfully, they pulled me into the opening carefully, making sure I did not hurt myself.
There were five of them, drinking some sort of crappy drink. They made me sit on a bench, providently covered with a paper, and getting used to the moonlight gradually, coming from a roof window, I was able to make out the faces of my night drinking companions.
They were just a little tipsy, spoke loud, then becoming aware of their screams all of a sudden would go to whistling whisper.
All five were students from my class. Three guys and three girls. There had been two, I was the third.
They we telling jokes mostly.
They plashed something into a glass for me to drink, I swallowed and the hot warmth pored all over my body. We were sitting in couples, tight against each other and I was excited filling Mishka?s shoulder. Once in a while we would bend forward to reach something from an impromptu table, and touch my knee settling back.
At first I thought those touches to be just accidental, but when after another reaching out for something his hand remained on my knee, I smiled to myself and understood that there is nothing accidental in relations between the two sexes.
I did not push his hand away, besides other couples were sitting already holding each other. Mishka understood it as a go-ahead and moved his hand higher, and when I bent forward to grab a slice of sausage from the table, Mishka?s hand became clutched between my belly and thigh.
To tell the truth ? it was exciting and pleasant, as if I was touching something forbidden but sweet for the first time. I set like that for awhile, not moving back, then leaned backwards, took his hand off my knee, and put it behind my back saying ?I am cold, make me warm?. And here I spoke up. I suggested we make up and sign an agreement. I put it in the pocket of my skirt, only now I soothed it out and having reread it, copied carefully to my notebook.
I wonder if anybody but me would keep a diary?
The end of the night was not really interesting. We got down from the attic, the crowed cheered us up, Mymra tried to sniff alcohol, but me made a quick escape, or probably she just did not feel like making a row, basically she is not bad, and we love her in a way.
Mishka and Igor invited themselves to see me and Lenka home. We, girls, were holding each others hands, like stupid, the guys followed behind. We tried to sing, Lenka is a good singer, I have no voice at all, so our singing sucked. Intoxication was wearing out, Lenka and Igo

I remembered that it was there, in one of these pavilions, that we found a strange thing when we were little kids ? it looked very much like a balloon, only it was a long one. Boys must have known more about it, so they began to throw it in the air, picking it up with a stick, giggling and aiming at us, girls. Only years later, one of my friends explained to me what that thing was meant for, and then I recalled where I saw it for the first time. Now this memory hit me, because all of a sudden I was struck by the connection between that rubber, kindergarten pavilion, black night and us with Mishka, sneaking along the dark alley. I became a bit scared.
But, I went on, what made me do so, I do not know. I did not especially like Mishka, but went on, just resisting slightly. I snatched at the wooded frame of the entrance to the pavilion, tried to object.
- Let?s sit here ? said Mishka and set on the low table himself.
- I do not want to.
- Come on, sit down, why not?
He took me in his arms and pulled close to him. I would have been better off having set down.
My breasts were right opposite his face, unexpectedly he rose and kissed me on my neck. I blushed. Of course, I kissed with boys before, but never before situation was not so unpredictable and dangerous.
He was holding my waist tight with his left hand, his right arm I felt on my thigh, hot and soft palm, sliding upwards cautiously, dragging the hem of my skirt with it. I tried to break away, but he was holding me tight, whispering something at my neck, his hand was moving up and down, stroking my legs, and I could not do anything about it.
- Misha, Misha, let go, please don?t. ? I whispered.
- Let me stroke you a little, please, my girl.
- You will crumple my dress, - I babbled as if it was the most important thing.
- I?ll be careful, please.
His palm slid all over my panties, touched my belly over them, went below and stopper at the most intimate spot. I wriggled, I tried to break free, but that caress must have been stronger than me. He pressed his body against mine even harder, and having turned me around, made me sit on the table. His face was next to mine, he leaned and kissed me, slightly at first, very carefully, then having realized I did not struggle, bit into my lips passionately.
Nobody had kissed me like that before, besides his hot palm was caressing me down there, all that drove me into indescribable state.
When he stopped kissing me, I was able to gasp some air and managed to whisper: - God, what are you doing to me?
- Have not anyone caressed you before?
- Let go, you shameless? How about your Lidochka ? suddenly I remembered about the rumors that Mishka and Lidochka, had done it?
- Never mind Lidochka?
Here I broke free from his arms abruptly, jumped off the table and stepped aside. My face was burning, body shaking treacherously, but I gathered strength to gain control over the situation, he remembered about another girl, and that made my senses come back to me.
- Let?s go home ? I said.
- Come on, let?s stay some more.
- Already have.
- Let?s meet tomorrow. - You are not dating anyone, let?s be together.
- You are dating everyone instead.
- Why are you so mad? - Nothing, let?s go home.
He stood up, came up to me, embraced me carefully, but I was not scared anymore, we kissed, but that kiss was different from the one a minute ago.
Cautiously and quietly we went out of the pavilion, he was embracing my shoulders lightly, I breathed in full chest of air and felt myself a little bit older. We came to my house, the moon was full and I felt a little sad.
- So will I see you tomorrow?
- Not tomorrow.
- Then when?
- Someday, - I decided to torture him a bit
- Ok, see you around, - he pulled me over and grabbed my breast with his free hand.
- Let go, you?re crazy, - broke free and ran

Natalia Sh.   view profile 

Summer came. I love vacations, although I like school too. I met Igor yesterday, he was leaving for a Young Pioneers? camp to work a pioneer leader, he was funny, all worried and excited. He is a good guy, I would not mind going out with him, but he seems not to notice me.

Instead, there is Miska, who does not leave me alone, and honestly I feel I am getting used to dating him, we had 3 or 4 dates so far, I do not remember how many exactly, he is so pushy, but I stand firm, but analyzing each date I cannot say that I am happy with myself, unfortunately, I am letting him go further and further, although each time I swear to myself, that is it, Natashenka, enough, or you will be in trouble, same as Lidka, but, alas?
He called yesterday and invited me to the movies. 6 o?clock movie ? just designed for teenagers in love ? people are few, couples settle themselves at corners, further away from each other, you could feel love vibrations in the air, and give in to them. Seats are squeaking everywhere, racket everywhere, sounds of kisses, slaps on the face, that girls give to their presumptuous boyfriends, puffing of those who do not care anymore, screams from the rows in most secluded areas, there are seats on left and right, sort of boxes, difficult to get them, one can only guess what is going on there, you cannot see them, or more exactly, you can, when the show starts, but in five minutes the couple would disappear, although, they emerge again at the end of the show.
- Where are they gone? ? I asked Mishka once pointing at the box.
- They lay down ? he said quietly.
I was embarrassed, blushed, as if it was me who lay down on the floor in the movie theater.
- Not on the floor, - Mishka specified, - there are different seats there.
Oh, God, how did he guess what I thought.
An hour and a half fly by like ten minutes. At the beginning of the show, Mishka seats still, but then throws his hand on the back of the chair and hugs me. I look around cautiously, there are five empty chairs to the right, nobody on the left, two rows on the back are half empty, nobody in the three rows in front of us.
There have never been so few people in the theater. Going to 6 o?clock movies with a boy, means that he is your boyfriend, and many would already know about me and Mishka, Lidka in the first place.
I feel Mishka?s palm on my right knee, stroking me softly, it is very exciting, as if the first time. I did not push it away, I had been doing it throughout all movie the last time we were here. We made so much noise, that a babushka sitting behind us began to grumble.
Mishka?s fingers move upwards to the hem of my skirt and stop there.
I am looking at the screen as if nothing happens, Mishka became bolder, cautiously and uncertainly his hand slides under my skirt, I react, put a hand on top of his, but my hand is on the skirt, his is under it. He stops his movement.
- Look at the screen, - I whisper in his ear.

In return he takes advantage of my face being so close, kisses me on the lips, pulls me closer to him, so that I lose control over his paw under my skirt and shudder when I feel his burning fingers on my panties. Now he French kisses me, uninterruptedly, I have to breathe through my nose, but soon I am short of oxygen, I am trying to break free, stop the kiss, but Mishka holds me tight, I begin pushing him away with my hand, finally I break free, just, throw his hand away sharply, move away from him, I am mad at him, he does not say nothing.
Some time passes before he puts his hand on my shoulder again, he is calm, I look at him at the corner of my eye stealthily, I am thinking whether I love him or not, why have I been dating him for 2 weeks already, allow him all his liberties, his touch does excite me, he is so strong, he is rough, somewhat, he has only one thing on his mind, we do not speak to each other much, he is always trying to be alone with me, he is insolent, so difficult to control, he almost makes me cry, I have to push him away all the time, I am scared of his open pushing things forward, this is not the kind of love I want, but he has the initiative, I feel frustrated, I am afraid I won?t be able to love him.
I feel that in love affairs he is more experienced than any of our guys, he has been close with Lidka, this is for sure, was it with her alone?
Lidka is jealous, she does not say hello to me anymore. My mother also knows about our dates, but remains neutral, only once, when I was late for a date, she asked where I was going and who with, to the movies with a girlfriend, I said, that is a rare name your girlfriend has, mother smiled, what name I asked, same as Lermontov, she said. I did not say anything and sneaked out.
Mishka?s hand on my shoulders, all of a sudden becomes longer in an incomprehensible way and reaches my breast, I do not push him away, he leans forward and kisses me, I feel impatient movements of his tongue, my mouth opens on its own and here his tongue is already in my mouth, this kissing is new to me, it is unusual, but I get the hand of, we kiss, he moves his tongue back and forth, or god why is he doing it to me, I should not, oh God, what if they turn on the lights now.
And here the lights do go on.
It is hard to describe what is going on in the room, me and Mishka are basically innocent angels in comparison, although we look around with insane eyes, all it takes is to catch our breath, but for many couples it is much more difficult to assume decent looks. Those in the boxes on the sides are better off, they need not show up at all. I cannot take my eyes off the girl in our row further on the right, she was able to straighten out her skirt fast enough, but her rolled panties show up white below her knees, she can put them back on only when they turn down the lights again, and now the poor thing is trying to cover herself with a bag, pretends she is looking for something on the floor, thus attracting even more attention.
Guys began to whistle, swear, bedlam begins.
- I will kill him, - says Mishka suddenly and stands up.
- Where are you going? ? I do not understand.
- They turn the lights on on purpose, - he wants to go out. At last I understand what he means and grab his hand.
- No, do not go ? Mishka is mad, but sits down eventually.
I am happy because of my little victory over him.
But the mode is spoiled anyway, and when Mishka suggests we leave I agree.
We go out into the street, it is almost dark, and walk along slowly. Dark blue sky, intoxicating smell of acacia, beginning of summer, how I love this season. Mishka takes me by the hand, my heart beats in anticipation, I know where we are going.

Natalia Sh.   view profile 

- Let go or I?ll scream
- Go ahead.
- Misha, let go.

- Open your legs.
- No.
- Do it.
- Misha, I will leave now.
- I am keeping your bra
- Will you wear it yourself, ah?
- Hey, are we being funny?
- Misha, off with your hand
- Natasha, I love you
- Please don?t
- Don?t you like it when I do it.
- No, I do not.
- So, you do not like me?
- I do.
- Then why?
- Do not bite my lips.
- Is it ok here?
- I am ticklish.
- So, you like it?
- You did it to Lidka too?
- Forget lidka, are you jealous?
- No, just want to know.
- We just kissed.
- Your are lying, you did it.
- Well, maybe a little bit, so what. It is all in the past.
- What does ?a little bit? mean?
- Like this.
- Was it all?
- All. Natasha, be my girl.
- How is that?
- Come to me.
- Come where?
- My place.
- Your place?
- Yes.
- What for?
- We will listen to some music.
- Will that be it?
- No not it.
- What else?
- Well, we will caress each other. Do not be afraid. I will do only what you allow me to.
- Same as today?
- What today?
- I asked you not to undo it, and you?
- So what? You are not cold, are you?
- What does being cold has to do with it? Give the item back to me.
- What item?
- The one in you pocket.
- I can only swap it.
- Swap for what?
- For this.
- You nuts? Hand off!
- Come on, open your legs, no need to press them that hard.
- No, Mish, please, don?t
- You do like it, don?t you, come on, don?t press so hard.
- Easy with your knee, it hurts.
- Please.
- You are crazy, mama, what do you do?!
- I will just stroke you here.
- Misha?
- That is it, I am not going further, I swear.
- Shame on you, take out your hand.
- No way.
- I will never go with you again.
- You will.
- Mishka, you?re crazy, what if somebody comes.
- Nobody will.
- Mish, please, don?t.
- Natashenka, just a little bit, please.
- I am ticklish.
- Now you touch me.
- Where?
- Here.
- You asshole.
- Just a little bit, please.
- Ok, enough.
- No, not like this.
- Then how?

- Take it in your hand. Stronger. You like it?
- Oh, god.
- God what?
- The way it is.
- What is it?
- It is hard.
- You know why?
- Why?
- Because I love you.
- My back hurts like this, the table is hard.
- Let me lay on my back you on top of me.
- Ok.
- Get astride.
- No way. Hey, what time is it?
- Half twelve.
- They will kill me at home! I promised to be back at 10.
- Stay.
- Are you nuts?
- Come on, stay a while.
- I have to run home. Give it back to me, quick.
- Give what?
- My bra, idiot.
- Is there a fire?
- Hook it up.
- How do you do it without me?
- Very funny. Come on, let?s run.
- Hold on, let me zip my pants.
- Oh, shit, you crumpled my skirt, my hair is a mess.
- Give me a kiss.
- Just one. - When will I see you?.
- Whenever. Come on, let?s go.