For the first time in my memory, everything was deposited to the smallest detail.

I, wholesome, (in height), an eighth-grader, with a mustache already making his way, and my friend, having walked a couple of lessons, drank beer. It happened in the glorious seventies, so on the table was a standard capacity - a three-liter jar. So we sit at the conversation about this, this, this, about the different-beautiful, and suddenly the doorbell rings. It was about 12 o'clock, so I did not expect my parents to go home from work, but we still hid the banks, and I went to open. On the threshold stood Lenka, a neighbor from the apartment below, a graduate student.

- Hi, can I call you? She asked, smiling cheerfully.

“For God's sake,” I replied, pleading for one of her.

Lenka was in a dressing-gown, quite old and shallow for her, which, judging by the button unbuttoned in the navel area, categorically did not want to serve his term. In the lumen of the robe nicely white Lenkin tummy.

While she, squatting, squandered the date of the exam with someone, and the opportunity to use notes, I looked at her from behind. Lenka was a pretty, slightly plump blonde who loved all kinds of drinking parties, dancing and other fun, and in the summer, with the windows open, I often heard rhythmic creaking and voluptuous moans coming from below, imagining myself in all colors as they fuck Lenka, often imagining himself in the place of the one who was with her. Bras she always wore a size smaller than necessary, so her chest jumping out of them, has always been the subject of my secret desires.

- What are you doing? - Lenka asked, putting down the phone and rising.

“I drink beer,” I replied modestly, having managed to notice how the seductive-looking thighs flashed in the robe section.

- If you want, go to the kitchen, there is still left.

“I’m actually preparing myself, I’ll have credit tomorrow,” Lenka said uncertainly.

- Yes, and I'm not alone, with my girlfriend, with Tatiana.

“Let's come together, I'm not alone either, I am with a friend, Oleg,” I blurted out and fell silent. What I said sounded somehow in two ways. But Lenka, not noticing this, shaking her golden mane, said resolutely:

- Persuaded, now I go for Tankoy.

Having flown into the kitchen, I hissed Oleg:

- Now aunts will come, quickly remove the leftovers.

- what are the aunts? - Oleg bristled with cleaning. - Mama came?

- Neighbor, remember, I said, I have Lenka from below, a student, Mamkina's girlfriend lives, and not one will come, but with a girlfriend.

- Kaif !!! - Oleg yelled. - My friend!

I started to shake a little - despite all my stories about how I famously fucked my great aunt last year, I was still a virgin, and even drinking beer, in the company of such delicious girls as my neighbor, was an event for me .

Tanka's girlfriend turned out to be a miniature red-haired girl with an unexpectedly big breast. Seeing her, Oleg shone like a polished penny, and began to spread a nightingale, which he knew how to do excellently. I did not lag behind him, and our joint drinking of alcoholic drinks quickly went smoothly. In four young sips, the beer disappeared instantly. Neither the schoolchildren nor the students had any money, but the alcohol action that had begun required its continuation.

“Listen,” I exclaimed. - My mother has alcohol, she wears it from work, good alcohol, the scientists wash their devices, they do experiments. Can we divorce him?

A little broken, the girls agreed, and even ran down to her, for the sausage for a snack. After a minute meeting, I, as the most knowledgeable, stayed in the kitchen to dilute alcohol, and the rest went into the room to listen to music. But soon Lena returned.

“They dance there, but I have nothing to do,” she said. - Let me help you do something.

“Stir this mixture,” I pointed to a jar standing in the sink, in a saucepan with cold water, where the diluted alcohol had already stood. - It is necessary to cool him, he heated from the reaction.

“Not a fool, I remember,” Lenka snorted, and began to stir the mixture with a large spoon. From the uniform movement of her thighs and breasts gently swaying, making my penis instantly took the position "for 12 hours", and her mouth was dry.

“Listen, Len, and why are we actually plowing, let them work now,” I suggested, “and shall we go and dance?”

- Let's go, - Lenka instantly agreed.

Oleg and Tatiana did not particularly resist and left to finish our hellish mix.

We began to dance under something slow, and the soft Lenkin sides in my hands drunk me more than beer. Feeling my trunk standing, I tried to move away from Lenka, but I did it badly, which is why I came across her serious questioning look a couple of times. The moment was awkward - we were both silent as partisans. But here, fortunately for me, the music ended, and a couple from the kitchen called us for a product tasting. The product turned out to be of high quality, the degree was slaughter, so an hour later we were already dancing to the wildly screaming “Boney M”. Bathrobe in Lenka treacherously opened another button, and in the lumen she could see her little white panties. This did not pass by universal attention, and Oleg and Tanka, announcing a slow dance, unexpectedly danced into another room, carefully closing the door behind them.

I gently hugged Lenka by the waist, pleading for the piquancy of the situation, but did not dare to get down to business.

“Let's change the music, I want it to be funny,” Lenka suddenly declared, and leaned over to the tape recorder.

Feeling that she could leave now, and that everything could collapse without starting, waiting for an instant repulse, I carefully covered Lenkin’s chest with one hand and ran her ass over with my other hand.

Instead of the expected indignation, I heard a deaf laugh, Lenka turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck. Inspired by such a method, I in a blink of an eye managed to unbutton all the buttons of her dressing gown, and even unfasten the bra clasp, since she was in front. White breasts with lovely pink nipples fell out of the open bra. Lenka hot whispered in my ear:

- Let's go to the sofa.

We sat down and immediately lay down. I, tangling in my trousers, pulled off my tights and t-shirt, and Lenka promptly got rid of panties and a robe.

I stroked and kissed her whole body, incidentally ruffling her mohnathenky mound. Lenkin's lower lips swelled before my eyes, and inside it was already very wet, my fingers tried it. Lenka whispered:

- Come on, come here - and pulled me over my dick to her closer.

Burning with shame, I began to clumsily poke into her overgrown mound, and Lenka, having guessed, breathing hotly, whispered:

- Is this your first time? Nothing, do not be afraid, I will help.

She opened her lips with her fingers and put my cock in her slit. In one motion, I entered it. I was moving with a frantic pace, and Lenka tried to pry me, moving my ass to meet me. Her eyes were closed, her nipples hardened and stood like hemp. Feeling unearthly high, I groaned:

- Lee-ee-nka! Le enochka!

I finished, vigorously and long spilling into it my youthful sperm that had accumulated over a long time, and fell off on the edge of the sofa, breathing like a locomotive.

Lenka turned on its side and in surprise stretched out:

- And you have it healthy! And so strange, all in the veins!

She took my barrel in her hand and began to move her hand up and down, closing and opening the head.

- Wow! - She said after a minute - and you still have a lot of strength!

“Yes, very much,” I whispered and tried to throw her on her back ....