September 7th

After the recent events, the weekend seemed to me a holiday and went the best way. My mom and dad finally got out of town away from the hustle and bustle, where we had a wonderful time, having a barbecue, sunbathing in the sunshine and swimming in the crystal clear water of the local pond. I returned late yesterday to Moscow, so I really didn't want to get up. The alarm clock rang for the third time and my mother’s voice was heard:

- Well, what a dream! Get up, honey, it's half past seven. I'm going to work.

I did not make up, putting it off before the change in school, but only had time to take a shower, brush my teeth and hook a couple of hot sandwiches left by my mother before leaving the table.

From clothes, almost all things were dirty, because we usually arrange washing on weekends. I had to put on a fitting red dress - a present from my parents for my birthday - which, as a rule, I put on only on exceptional occasions, be it a celebration or a trip to an important event. A gentle dress made of silk with straps neatly emphasized the femininity of my figure and slender, moderately long legs. Turning in the mirror, I examined myself from the side and tightened my hair with an elastic band, making a favorite tail. Additionally, having checked that a red bra and thongs of the same color do not stand out against the general background of the dress, I slammed the door and headed for the elevator. Having pressed the call button, I had to wait thirty seconds before the cabin doors opened and Anton and Egor appeared opposite me.

- Sonya, well, what are you going down for so long. We waited for you at the entrance for about fifteen minutes - Anton said with a complaint.

- Are you out of your mind? What are you doing here? Ten minutes to the beginning of the lesson! - I said, going inside and clicking on the button on the first floor.

The elevator barely had time to start moving down, suddenly stopped. This Egor pressed the button "STOP".

“You are damn sexy dressed today ...” Anton noted plainly and began to press me against the mirror built into the entire back side of the cabin.

- Guys, well, not now ... please. We will be late.

At that time, Anton managed to lift up my dress to my waist and put my hands on my hips.

- Turn it around, Toh - asked Yegor. The boys bent me along the mirror of a rectangular cabin, themselves being on opposite sides. With regret, I realized that mathematics is clearly canceled today. Anton unbuttoned his fly and his member, who had not yet had time to get aroused, hung up right in front of my mouth.

- Come on, girl, show me how you can suck.

The last time I looked up plaintively and, without receiving approval, opened my mouth. A little forward, I took it inside. Eyes automatically closed. Hands it became inconvenient to lean on the knees and had to shift them to the waist of Anton. The latter was not particularly in a hurry to do something, but granted the right to set the pace itself. In such an uncomfortable position, every movement required incredible effort. I did not see what was going on behind — only I felt. Egor did not pull off his thongs with me, but decided to simply stretch the fabric covering the main part of my body in the side. I was able to feel how the halves of the priests divorced, and it became wet - the fingers wetted with saliva penetrated the pussy completely and began to rotate. When fast-moving “back and forth” movements were added to the rotation, weakness and some kind of excitement came to me. For convenience, I even spread her legs a little wider. At that moment, Yegor replaced his fingers with a member and frantically, in the truest sense of the word, pushed his pelvis. It became hard to keep in this state. His hands, strongly clasped my hips, rhythmically swinging the body from side to side. I allowed myself to take a second pause and indignantly asked:

- You can be quieter, but I will fall now.

- Do not filon, continue to suck - said Anton imperious tone and immediately took me by the head, introducing a member much deeper than a minute ago introduced him herself. Under the deadly pressure of both, clutching my hands in Anton's hips, so as not to fall, I spent another five minutes before my mouth filled with the familiar liquid.

- Swallow everything - ordered classmate. I did not expect anything else. - Wait, forget something to do. Anton with one hand held the phone, directing it to the mirror, and the second held it by the back of the head. The dick stopped right in front of the mouth, which I hopelessly opened slightly, letting the sexual organ inside. He smeared the remnants of sperm on my lips and after another minute fastened his fly. I felt uncomfortable again: there was nothing to hold on to, the bent loin began to hurt more. Egor seems to have read my mind and abruptly carried out the permutation. I found myself standing in front of the mirror in a straight standing position, slightly pulling my butt out, while Egor continued to actively fuck from behind. His right hand slipped into the front of my panties, feeling for the clitoris. Huge pressing pressure became more powerful. I did not want to contemplate myself in the mirror, so I decided to nestle on him with one cheek, and besides, the risk of hitting the surface became less. Egor continued to stubbornly drag my clitoris with two fingers, and after the next quick jogging movements, I felt an increasing wave through my body. Light a couple of minutes ago, sighs went into a uniform, and then disorderly moans. I understood that I should stop. But she could not ...

- It seems that our slut will finish now - I was hardly able to discern the voice of Anton.

Egor picked up these emotions and brought the matter to its logical conclusion. It was only when I started to put my legs together, blocking the possibility to continue, he stopped the ardor and put his hand to my mouth, running two fingers wet from the moisture straight inside. I was overwhelmed by the state of passion. I understood that I had an orgasm. When the body stopped shuddering, Yegor moved him to his knees, unrolling to his side, and began frantically to masturbate near my mouth. For persuasiveness, he threw his head back, grasping his hair. Less than a minute, as sperm splashed on my face, later spreading on the whole of his contour. It was not possible to open the eyes, so I had to partially wipe them with my hand.

- Sonya, are you waiting or will you get to her? - Anton asked, pressing the first floor button.

- Because of you, you could have time for the second lesson, you bastards. I'll go myself!

The clock showed 8:20. I climbed back to the eighth floor, put a sticky face in order and ran to the school. I didn’t want to think - I decided to postpone the thought of what had happened to the evening.