Morning. Opening his eyes, I immediately notice a strange action on my left side: my brother is lying on the bed, his eyes are closed, but strangely this is what - his left hand reaches up to the ceiling and makes some incomprehensible constricting movements ... as if he is crumpling something ...

All this seemed to me to be some kind of ridiculous dream, I closed my eyes and fell again into sleep. At 12:00 the alarm clock rang, as at 13:00 we were waiting for lunch, it was necessary, though reluctantly to clean up. The hangover made itself felt, but you know, I have long noticed such a feature - when you go somewhere to relax with the company of good people, there is practically no hangover! And if you relax on the sea, so in general!

When I opened the water in the bathroom and started brushing my teeth, my brother looked in on me. This is good, so let's go for lunch together. The pictures of yesterday evening suddenly began to be drawn in my head, and a mysterious smile, if you can call her such with brushing and toothpaste in your mouth, did not leave my face. Turning around the closet and periodically “khmkaya”, I chose what to wear.

- What are you all grinning at? - asked brother.

- Yes, I do not know, an interesting day turned out yesterday. I'm as usual ...

But, to my relief, he did not ask "what am I as usual?". We gathered and went to the dining room. I was not afraid to meet Yura, I was afraid that he would not speak to me, or, for example, I would meet the disapproving look of his roommates. Going into the hall, immediately met his eyes, he was already sitting and eating next to Lesha. There were only two seats at the table, everyone was already busy with dinner. One place, as it was specifically next to him, I went without hesitation and sat down. And, to my relief, he immediately spoke to me:

- Well, how do you feel? We thought you would not come.

A conversation, of course, started a discussion of yesterday, the restoration of memories, reports of the guys who and when, and most importantly, where to go to sleep, how much was drunk, and who started the most. The guys at the table gradually dispersed, Marina and Olya left the first, then the girls unknown to me, and Alex and her brother got up and decided to leave:

“Well, I'm in the room, open the key, I'll be in the bathroom,” the brother warned.

Yura and I seemed to be eating slowly on purpose. On the way to the corps, in the course of the next discussion of the memories, he asked:

- Do you remember what happened yesterday?

- Hmm ... no, I do not remember

- You seriously do not remember? - He was surprised, and that is what I wanted.

“Yes, I remember, I remember, of course,” I said quickly, and smiled, probably on my cheeks now there was a blush.

He quite smiled and the light in his eyes flashed again. We went to their corps.

After lunch, my brother was going to retake the test, which meant that he would return only tomorrow for dinner. Olya and Marina also left, they were called to work at the institute, but the girls left early tomorrow morning. And in the minds of students, the idea of ​​alcohol is again sweeping, although, probably, this idea never left anyone. After seeing off my brother, I decided not to lean on strong drinks before dinner, and, taking a couple of bottles of beer, I went to the next building.

Several guys gathered in the hall, someone offered to play some games, and I decided that this was quite a good time spending. We played mafia, charades, UNO and more and more people flowed into the hall. Then a guy named Dima entered the hall, he had the well-known Twister in his hands. Not many people wanted to play, only 6 people, Yura was among them and we started to play together for a start, and, you know, I discovered the sexual side of the twister ... with each turn of the arrow and with each of our movements, our bodies intertwined all the more tightly . As if he deliberately made his steps on the red-blue-yellow-green stepping over me, he tried to rub, crushed, and breathed heavily in my neck if she was near.It seemed to me that the air was filled with electricity, from energy that did not receive a discharge. At the same moment, thoughts of yesterday’s joint actions and that sweet torture, which seemed to be continuing now, flashed through my head. I looked into his eyes, and I could not have wanted to continue ... our continuation yesterday.

After dinner, the students decided that, nevertheless, it was necessary to reach the standard again. I brought a bottle of champagne to Marina and Oli's room, the girls got brandy. We were not able to sit in such a female company for a long time, the guys came in, among them were Yura and Lyosha. Taking a shot with us, they announced their intention to go to the hall where the main party was going.

- We probably will not go, we get up very early, - said Olga.

I was not very upset, and maybe I was glad that Marina would not be around. And I, along with the guys, went to the hall, where a real booze was already going on. It seemed vodka, which periodically got out from under the table did not end, as if there was a vodka tablecloth. I did not have time to look around, as the clock was already 4 in the morning, Yura and I were in a reclining position, weaving our legs lying on the sofa in the hall, I don’t even remember how it happened, the most persistent guys were sitting next to me, to my surprise demanded vodka.

- There in the 4th case, people play mafia! - someone said.

- Let's go to the mafia to play? - offered me Yura.

And I could not disagree. Wearing outerwear, we wandered into the hall of my body. There were many people, from which it was unbearably hot to stand in a fur coat and a park.

- Come on while you in the room we put things? - suggested Yura.

- Come on, good idea - I agreed.

The door slammed shut, we headed straight for the bed to throw off the park and the fur coat. But I did not have time to turn around, as he came up behind me and pressed his whole body against me, grabbed my neck, wrapped my arm around me. I perfectly felt his hard cock resting on my ass, it all at the moment kindled my desire. I turned and looked at him, my breath was already lost and betrayed me, another second and he greedily kissed me, somehow imperceptibly quickly, winding my hair on my palm, strongly pulling it down. I have already started to make muffled moans. He let go of my hair and his hands moved to my ass, he began to squeeze it, so much that sometimes I wanted to scream, but my mouth was occupied with his powerful tongue. His impossible fast hands ran through my body and now they give me to understand that I should take off my top.

- We draw curtains? Or, if you want, we can leave, and everyone will see me fuck you right here at the window. - a low velvety voice whispered in my ear, and my hands had already removed my bra. He began to caress my breasts strongly pulling off her nipples, squeezing them, as it seemed to me, each time more and more. A sudden slap on my left breast responded with a pleasant spasm in my groin. He drew the curtains.

“I want to feel your body ...” I whispered and began to t-shirt him. When the shirt was on the floor, I pressed my standing nipples to him and a pleasant wave spread across my body.

In the meantime, his hands unfasten my fly and are already pulling off jeans with panties ... and now I'm completely naked, standing in front of him. He blows on my neck, on my ear, and caresses my nipples with my hands, and I understand that it is impossible to dream of his penis, that I already do not care and I’m ready to give up. One hand has long been eagerly walking up and down on it.

“I want you ...” I whisper, as if begging him to fuck me.

- Do you like this torture? ... I could not have wished that he was not only there, but really inside of me ...

He bit my lower lip and pulled it off, and then growled:

- Turn around!

I obediently executed the order and now I feel his fat cock ... which entered me so abruptly and suddenly, from which I screamed out loud. This feeling of fullness can not be transferred, he slowly pulls a member ...