Once upon a time, back in the country of the Soviets it was. The ever-memorable socialism ruled over the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. Specially I decipher for the younger generation - alas, not everyone with a run-up remembers what kind of abracadabra is - the USSR! I did not want to push out my age, but ... from him nowhere. And although old age is not when sclerosis, but old age — when memories are pleasant memories all the same brighten this very ... well, not young in general. 1976 The dates will have to be used, again for greater clarity. A completely kid, a vocational school student, (a vocational school) playing a little guitar, was invited to play in the ensemble at this very school. But the leader of this amateur ensemble was a professional (at that time): the keyboard player of a real adult ensemble who played in the local recreation center. So, the ensemble played a dance program on weekends, from time to time participated in regional competitions, and I must admit, won prizes, never dropping out of the top three.

And in those “old” times, a pop musician is the first prize for almost any girl. Yes, and young women, their musicians, never cheated. This digression was made in order that the general picture of what was happening was clear. In short, the keyboard player, our artistic director, was married, in my opinion, to a very beautiful woman, which didn’t stop him from going left, since the choice was huge. He worked with us in college to earn some extra money. In DK, the rate they had was 120 rubles - for those times, almost a good salary. But a lot of girls mean a lot of expenses! So it was (and is) at all times. And in order not to burden the family budget, it was necessary for the “muzhikantam”))) to earn money, who could. The keyboard player, Anatoly, also managed to set up our youth (17-year-old boys) ensemble at the plant as a sponsor, for which he received the third, as far as I know, salary. Tears of course, but enough for the girls. And we, looking at the “living example”, also tried to frame several at once. All would be nothing, but firstly, the lack of experience in the conquest of women's hearts, and secondly - we did not have three wages, and one was not. So I had to be content with a few. Well, the truth was that there was no problem to change the girl, but that would be right in bed - alas! And so, this is the introduction, and I hope it explains something. I, your humble servant in the ensemble, got a guitar - a solo. There was a bit of a rumor, Anatoly showed some technical techniques - it turned out, in general, tolerable. Before the ensemble, bedding didn’t work out very well - I ask you to make allowances for Soviet times and age. One case, perhaps you can remember and bring in this story. It happened two years earlier. Spinning around us alone ... I don’t even know what to call ... Tanka (everyone called her that way). Here at some point she paid attention to me (before that, all her boyfriends were 17 years old or more). I was in seventh heaven: how, the local fuck (sorry, such glory was fixed for her) agreed with me to sit in the kindergarten gazebos late at night! The only condition was the presence of two bubbles of some kind of wine - vodka was a little expensive, and was not in demand in our circle. I bought the wine freely, pinned to kindergarten in advance.

And why in kindergarten? It's just very convenient, the gazebo is surrounded by vegetation practically from all sides, outsiders do not walk, it is not visible from the side. You can kiss (ha ha, and not just kiss!) Without fear. In general, when Tanka came, already tipsy, I almost despaired. But - it began little by little ... Of course, at first timid (for my part) kisses, and in response - so unexpectedly - the penetration of the Tankin language into my mouth! For me it was something! The member, who had not been dormant before, was dumbfounded by what was happening, the hands themselves, without the help of the head, slipped Tanke under the shirt, spacious, and probably not specially tucked into the skirt. What started here! I am drooling in the hope that everything will turn out by itself, Tanka is trying to get into my pants, which is very, very difficult: who knows the jeans of that time, he will understand how difficult it is to manage this tough burlap. However, the movements of women's hands in the perineum themselves excite me so much that the first ejaculation was not long in coming. Quietly, moaning and shuddering, I descended directly into my underpants (but had Tankina’s hands on top of them). She carefully “burned” me, apparently believing that this was enough from the kid, and, having considered her mission finished, she began to demand wine, which I promised. I, having experienced an orgasm with a woman for the first time, (although not sex, but petting) agreed to everything, if only I did not leave. As a result, drunk Tanka, swallowing another half bottle of port, apparently was going to continue her “fucking” lesson with a youngster, but I fell into a stupor: in shorts so wet, (awesome descent) that it’s awkward for me to let her hands go there! She skirted the situation, probably not the first time in the alterations, got out some kind of cloth and told me to wipe, which I did. Here began the second series! She wanted to get on the dick herself, because she felt both the size and the hardness through the pants. And my stupor does not go away, I worry: I’m ashamed, because "HE" is not very clean! She was almost nibbling on me - first I bit my earlobe, then the nipple on my left breast. Of course, I, too, didn’t sit idle - and touched my chest, stroked it, and rustled her fingers over her ass. And only when her fingers, pulling the skin from the head to the base of the penis, squeezed my balls, did I feel capable of continuing.

Having a little embraced Tanka from the back, I smoothly put her on the bench in the gazebo and immediately climbed into her pants (before that - just under the skirt). How good my hand was there - hot, humid, Tankina pussy herself asks to insert something into it! Well, because of inexperience, I only fumbled on the surface, and was in seventh heaven! Why, only I alone, in all likelihood, this seemed little to Tanya. How, she has experience with adult guys, and here - the boy! But, you need to give her her due: she still managed, helping herself and me with her hands, to refuel my trembling (from fright or impatience) end to myself in a crack. True to the title of cracks "it" is no longer drawn. Normal working condition - wide open! And here I am, all proud of myself, (as the first “woman” under me) I try not to finish instantly, although I am already ready for this. I don’t know, it would be enough for me for a long time, but at this moment, in the kindergarten (in the arbor of which I am with Tanka) the warriors tumble in, accompanied by a police attire. There will have to make another retreat: the warriors and police squads on the night streets at the time - a natural phenomenon - protected socialist morality and order. And imagine the reaction (from all sides): I am on Tanka, (shame) - Tanka is beneath me, (fraught, partner - minor) - young warriors - they are interested in your mother! Well, the cops, representatives of the law, must also somehow react! They took me and Tanka to the police station. In general, the first experience with a woman ended in a fiasco, although it was not my fault. And the continuation of this story is. One of the warriors turned out to be a neighbor of a former classmate, recognized me and began to be ashamed - to frighten: yes, who did you contact, yes she is a whore, (as if I didn’t know!), But she infected someone here (and that already scared !! ). As a result, he took with me the word that I wouldn’t bother with “such people” (his words), and then he (ha-ha three times!) Would ask the policemen not to inform their parents (really, there is no mother, father). I solemnly promised (which I feel sorry for), but for some reason they didn’t hurry to release Tanya, nor did they make serious accusations.Then she had already told everything — not officially, of course, but to a large secret, to some. So, Tanya, they frightened in the absence of a minor unnecessary witness. Like, we know what you do! And according to this, in order not to catch the deadline - at that time very easily - work the same with US !!! Tanya of course was not a fool and quickly agreed.

According to her stories, the lieutenant from the duty room first climbed on her. I simply bent it with a corkscrew and, despite the fact that she had just come from under the man, (and how can I, though a boy, and since she peeled off a woman, it means a man!) contagion, took it and credited it in front of everyone! Tanka loved this business (it was this, at that time at least - that whore was different from a prostitute). Well, after that, driving it to the toilet and forcing all the same to wash, they passed through the Tankins "gate" and the other participants of the detention - both patrol sergeants and warriors. All were satisfied, except for me - I did not finish on Tanka! Then it was necessary to do it manually, and then the eggs ache, and the boys are frightening - to want is not harmful, it is harmful to endure. And then I began to live with one of the fighters at the same entrance (much later, I was married) and he, according to a “big secret”, told me that Tanka, it turns out, was also able to do blowjob !!! And it is at that distant time! But it was unknown to me (and my closest entourage) ... How I regretted it later, I could not convey. Here's how to present myself then, fifteen, and Tanya (a terrible infection) makes me a blowjob! I still want to feel the lips of a woman on my penis, and if you still have a deep throat blowjob !!! Yes, we didn’t know about that then ... These are the memories (old age, hee-hee). It blew me through the waves of my memory - excuse me. And about the young musician, I'll tell you next time)))