I miss ... - I heard from the tube.

- Max, are you drunk?

- Um ...

Max’s voice was as if he were boozing the whole evening.

- Maksik, let's talk later.

- Katya, I want to see you. Where are you, say - I'll come.

- Max, I'm busy now!

- Katya...

- Max, I have no mood to talk with you when you are in this state!

- Fuck. You fucking cunt.

- Max!

- Stupid juvenile whore!

- Oh wow. Tomorrow you will not be sorry?

- I fucking bought you clothes for your fucking holiday, and you, bitch, you can't give me a minute!

At first, I was nervous, but the last phrase of Max brought me back to balance, and I suddenly became calm and calm. I even went back to Anton, sat down next to him on a stool and laid my head on his shoulder.

- Max, I will give you your things tomorrow. Do not worry.

- Fuck me your things. I fucking ...

I did not let him finish - hung up. And turned off the phone. Starting they call as much as they want. I will come home whenever I want, and I will also fuck with whom I wish.

I wiped my ass with a napkin and got up.

- Come on?

- Where?

- To your friend.

Anton phoned Vitalik, who, it turns out, was already asleep, but told us to come anyway. On the way, we went back to the store, bought some beer, and drank it along the way. When we came to Acne, I almost did not stand on my feet. The last thing I clearly remember is a bench in Vitalik’s courtyard, on which Anton and I were sitting, and I called my dad and said that I was staying overnight at Olya. Then everything is in a fog, fragments ... Vitalik's apartment, beer, maps, some porn movie, kisses with Anton, kisses with Vitalik, sex, morning, dawn, sex, sex ... Sleep.

***

I opened my eyes. Where I am? What kind of room? Why am I naked?

My head is splitting ... Some body lies next to me ... This is Anton ... Slowly we began to recall scraps of yesterday evening ...

How did I fall asleep yesterday? It was morning already ... Damn, yes, we also fucked yesterday ... Damn, did they fuck me together? I don't remember a damn thing. Yes, it seems that the two ... And where is Acne?

There was some sort of unpleasant feeling on my face, as if something was tightening my skin. I felt my face. Damn, what is it? Oh yes, this is sperm - apparently I finished on the face. Here are scum, even if they wiped me. I put my hand down: there was a lot of dried sperm on the pubis and stomach too. Yeah, so most likely they ended up not in me. Well, at least it pleases.

I sat on the bed and looked around. The clock on the wall showed 3 days. It is good that today is Saturday, otherwise I would have overslept the school. There was an unfinished beer on the table, clothes scattered on the floor. My head was splitting and I decided to drink some beer - I heard that it helps.

Having poured myself a glass of warm beer, I wrapped myself in a sheet and left the room. I went into the next one - it was empty there - and went to the window. Outside the window it was overcast, the wind was blowing, shaking the trees, and some little boy was building a garage for his typewriter from the boards. I stood by the window for a long time and suddenly I heard that someone was entering the room. I turned sharply and saw Vitalik in some shorts.

- Good morning! He said cheerfully.

“Wow, morning,” I said, wrapping myself in the sheets.

- How are you feeling? - he asked.

- Yeah not bad. Only you scum, even if they wiped me yesterday. Look at my face.

He smiled:

- Well, it seems there was not only a face.

- Oh, you.

“Katka, we were so drunk that we just didn't understand anything.” Anton - the whole firewood was full. Like you, by the way - he smiled again.

- And you?

- What am I? I drank less of yours for the whole evening. And Anton generally fell asleep right in the process.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- What about you?

- Why? I put it aside and continued.

- Damn, I do not remember anything.

- Of course you do not remember! You fell asleep too.

- Yeah. And you were fun to fuck sleeping? - I was surprised.

- If I were sober, then probably it would not be for fun. And so - just right.

- Okay, good tryndet. I need a bath.

- Let's go spend it, - said Acne.

- No, I myself.

- Herself?

- Well yes.Why?

- No, nothing ... Just ...

- What?

- Nevermind.

- What? Thought I'd invite you with me?

- Well no. I just fucked you yesterday while you were asleep, and now it seems like something owes you. So I wanted to give the favor.

- What do you mean? - I asked.

- And you think - he winked at me.

I thought.

- Good. But bear in mind, I will not fuck - so already a month in advance yesterday.

- Of course of course. Come on - he led me into the bath. - You know, I never licked a girl's pussy.

In the bathroom, I threw off the sheets, and Vitalik began to stroke my ass. I got into the bath and quickly washed, and Vitalik, meanwhile, stood and nadrachival his dick, throwing it out of the shorts.

- Well, I'm ready!

- Got it! - he didn’t need to repeat twice: he dropped his shorts and after a second he was standing next to me. His hand lay on my tummy, and his lips touched mine. I groaned, put his hand on mine and pulled her to me. He laid his hand on my clitoris and pressed his lips to my chest. While he was caressing my chest, I thought: “What an interesting person! After all, he does not know me at all, and so brazenly he behaves! But why do I like it so much? ”

Acne knelt down and pressed his lips to my stomach. We stood under the shower and the water flowed through our bodies. I ran my hand into his hair and pulled his head down. He kissed my pussy.

“Not so comfortable,” he said. - Well, lean on the wall.

I leaned against the tiled wall and pushed her pussy forward, and Acne fell to her lips.

“You know she's beautiful.”

“I know,” I smiled.

His tongue penetrated my pussy, pushing my lips apart, and I moaned and pulled at his hair, gradually switching to a scream.

- Good as! - I shouted, and Acne continued. He rubbed my clit with his hand and I finished very soon.

- I want you to sit on my face. You can do it?

- With pleasure!

- We go to the room.

We went to the room, Vitalik lay down next to the snoring Anton, his member was sticking out, and he ran his hand over it. I threw my leg over Vitalik and put her pussy on his face. He wrapped his legs around me, hugging me. I began to move my pelvis, fucking Acne, and he stuck out his tongue and licked my pussy. Anton continued to snore, and I accelerated and groaning louder and louder. I grabbed my tits and melted them, getting more and more excited.

Suddenly, Anton opened his eyes. I slowed down a little, watching his reaction to what was happening. He lay with an uncomprehending face for about 30 seconds, then he got up, without speaking, pulled his pants down and thrust his dick into my face.

“This is like a man,” I said with a laugh, taking the dick in my hand and starting to masturbate. - Without further ado, I immediately got down to business!

Anton had such a face, as if he still could not understand where he was and what was happening, but his member gained dimensions very quickly. I swallowed him, and Anton began to fuck me in the mouth. Acne in the meantime nadrachil his penis himself. Our friendly three came to an end almost at the same time, I went on Acne, Anton - in my mouth, and Acne - on my chest.

- Well, you guys give! - said Acne.

- In what sense? - I asked.

- Always dreamed of such friends!

- Dreams come true, you see!

Soon we went home. I borrowed from Vitalik his sister's blouse.

We agreed to meet with Anton the next day, but for now I had two unpleasant conversations for me - with my father and Maxim. I was in no hurry to go home, so I went on the way to Olya, who also woke up recently. I stayed with her until the evening, waiting for her father to leave for the night shift for work, and then went home. From home, I called my dad, told him not to worry, I'm already at home. Then she decided to call Max, but he did not pick up the phone. I had dinner and went to bed.

The next day passed without incident. It was raining, I was sitting at home, communicating with my father, who tried to read me teachings about how a girl should behave when she was 18, and I was glad that he knew only a small part of my adventures, listened to him half-heartedly and tried to imagine he will react if he finds out everything. Maxim did not appear in communication.

So passed my Saturday and Sunday. On Monday, I had to go to school, and there I could have been waiting for anything, since there were many witnesses that I was getting up in the toilet of the disco.

So on Monday I went to school with a nagging heart.