Part 1

I met Vitalik two weeks ago. And somehow we immediately liked each other and began to meet. And today is his birthday and he invited me to celebrate it at his home. In fact, the idea of ​​celebrating a birthday at home is something new. I got used to it, that everyone usually celebrates either in a cafe, or they go on a sally, especially now it's summer and the weather is excellent. But Acne explained that in their family it is so accepted, they say such a tradition, and I agreed. The invitation was unexpected - I did not know that he had the DR today and did not even prepare a gift in advance, but there was no time to look for it. But Acne is so convincing, he so sincerely said that he didn’t need to look for anything, so the main gift for him would be my coming, that I believed him. If I knew what he means ... But first things first.

When I arrived at the address, Acne met me at the entrance. We hugged and kissed in a friendly way. I once again apologized for the lack of a gift, but he laughed his hands at me ridiculously and pulled me into the staircase. When we entered the apartment, it turned out that everyone had already gathered and waited only for me. I, as usual, managed to be late. I have such a weakness - to be late everywhere and always. Therefore, we did not waste time and immediately went to sit at the table. By the way, there were quite a few people - some friend of Vitalik with his girlfriend, his sister and parents, and also, for some reason, two of his father's friends. Honestly, the company was surprised by me and I did not even hope for something interesting, but, contrary to my expectations, the table was fun and the center of fun was Vitalik’s father, Sergey Petrovich. He managed to communicate with all the guests at the same time, and skillfully creating a relaxed, cheerful atmosphere, he poured and spoke toasts to everyone. And somehow it turned out that I, usually quite strictly related to alcohol, also joined in this rhythm.

And try to refuse here - then for the health of the birthday man or someone against it? then try this drink - this is my production! And so endlessly) After an hour, Vitalik's friend, together with his girlfriend, citing urgent business, left. Soon, her sister hurried away and went away. Mom and so almost all the time spent in the kitchen. As a result, at the table except for me there were only men. Of course, this immediately affected the excessive attention to my person, and even it became incomprehensible whose holiday, as already went to toast and compliments only in my address. I can not say that it was unpleasant. And even the fact that I had already noticed several times that Sergey Petrovich’s hand, as it were, accidentally turned out on my knee, and then began to climb under the dress, stroking my legs, did not bother me at all. Of course, when I noticed this, it was decisive, but without unnecessary noise, I took his hand and set it aside. But he so persistently, time after time, brought her back to the old place, that gradually I stopped paying attention to it. Although maybe the reason was different - I have never drank so much, especially such different drinks.

Therefore, there was nothing surprising in the fact that some events began to pass by me. so, not immediately I noticed that on the left side next to me was not Vitalik, but one of his father's friends. At that moment, he just lowered my dress from the shoulders, with the words how hot it is now! Indeed, it was very hot and even stuffy, which is not surprising for July. But at that moment I still understood something and tried to argue that it was impossible to say that. Especially since I do not have a bra under the dress. But he continued to pull the dress down, with the words: and we will not open the chest. And he was right - even the nipples remained hidden from prying eyes, but literally only they. But it did not last long.Just a few seconds, without his help, the dress slipped a little lower, and my breasts jumped out from under him in all its glory.

I instinctively covered them with my hands, but Sergey Petrovich and Vasily Pavlovich, without saying a word, grabbed my hands and comically began to persuade me not to hide such beauty. And Andrei Pavlovich, with the words that he, too, is ready to support me - took off his T-shirt and sat with a naked torso. And I don’t know from what more - from this his nonsense, from the persuasion of Sergey Petrovich and his friend, or simply from drunkenness, but it seemed to me normal, and I removed my hands from my chest. I must say that I myself, that actually rarely happens among girls, I like the shape and size of my breasts. Of course, they are not as big as those of silicone beauties or country girls, but they are not as flat as many of my friends. And the most important thing is that even without a bra, they do not sag, but cheerfully “look” forward, and only swaying slightly when running. Therefore, I often go to the envy of my friends without a bra - this also looks more erotic, and less hot in summer. Immediately there was a toast to my beauty and then the conversation turned to other topics and I even began to forget that I was sitting with a bare bust in the company of men.

By and large, I can not fully restore a continuous chain of events that day, I can all be remembered by some passages, like flashes. The next moment, which I realized, was when Vasily helped me to take my hands out of the straps of the dress — it really was uncomfortable for me, so I did not even resist. True, after this, the dress, not supported by the straps, almost immediately slid down onto her stomach, but I did not realize this immediately. By this time they were drinking only for me, and they introduced such a rule that the toast should kiss me. At first, it just made me laugh, but I willingly put my lips up for a kiss. And then I even began to enjoy it. Especially when Andrei Pavlovich pressed against me with his bare torso. What are we having there? I heard the voice of Sergei Petrovich and looking down I saw that he was lifting up the hem of my dress. Like what? Panties! I was surprised by the question.

Panties, how interesting! said Sergey Petrovich and pulled the hem of the dress even higher. And all those present supported him, that the panties are very interesting. In fact, as I understand it now, the panties were so well visible to everyone, and for a long time. After all, when you walk in a dress to mid-thigh, when you sit down you need to remember this all the time and behave appropriately, regularly adjusting the bullying hem. But I already forgot about that for sure, especially since before that there was at first Sergey Petrovich’s scuffling with my knees and hips, and then Vasily Pavlovich, overcoming my resistance, tightened the top of the dress on my tummy ... As a result of all this, the hem of the dress long ago, he was bullied hard enough to know what color and style my panties were. But now, Sergei Petrovich so much raised the edge of the dress that it became clear not only the elastic of my panties, but also much higher.

- Maybe we remove them? - he asked.

But then the remnants of my upbringing still made themselves known, and I resolutely opposed this idea, instinctively expecting pressure from the men. But, contrary to my expectations, no one began to insist on this idea. But Sergey Petrovich distinguished himself here - before letting go of the hem of my dress, with the words: - since we are not going to take them off, they need to be corrected - he really took and straightened my thongs! For those who do not know - I explain: some styles of panties and strive to or stray on one side, putting your treasure out or crumpled between the labia, which often also leads to their unnecessary demonstration. I, of course, was still not so serious situation, although the thongs always start to climb where you don’t need, and you can really correct them every ten minutes. But all this is not important technical details.

It is clear that this was just an excuse.As a result, I felt how a wide male hand stroked between my legs with a sliding movement, then alternately took one for one, then behind the other edge of the panties, with a light movement pulled the matter crumpled between the genital lips and after that, stroked me there again, like would finally smoothing the fabric. To me ...