Then we began to talk about the future, opportunities, realities and other high matter, which you constantly think about, but there is no one to really talk with. Somehow it happened that Victor took Janku to the “followers”, who let slip his desire to become a doctor, and Romka began to talk with me directly, although he was a techie, but he understood the humanities perfectly. And I wanted to become a psychologist.

Under the cognac and in the disposing atmosphere for the disclosure of the soul, I easily told Romke my plans for life. The novel, it seemed to me, was interested and constantly asked me leading questions, directing our conversation in the right direction. I was so carried away that I didn’t even pay attention to what was happening on the other part of the sofa and how much m we drink.

And meanwhile, the bottle was empty and another one appeared somehow to replace it. Less tasty, but the same burning drink somehow flowed into our stomachs. I did not like the new drink, and I refused to continue using it. Roman did not insist, and even agreed that it was disgusting. But Yanka sold so much that she calmly swallowed a lower-quality product. I wanted to stop her, but she only waved her hand to me and with a gesture showed that she was fine and continued to fascinately communicate with Victor.

I can’t even remember at which moment Roman’s hand was on my knee. Apparently I was so relaxed and trusted that his first touch to my body was not noticed. When I still felt the heat and movement on my hip, it scared me. Though I was drunk, I still understood well. Yes, Roman was just a "sweet" and a nice guy, but still he was a man. And our communication with him was already very intimate, filled with flirting and erotica.

I noticed that I myself actively flirt with Roman, using all sorts of female tricks and "tricks". I did it more automatically than purposefully. I had no desire to seduce Roman, to lure him. I did not plan that he could be my boyfriend and we could have some kind of relationship with him. But Roman was an attractive guy, interesting and sexy in her own way, so my feminine principle was activated.

When Roman's hand slid up my thigh, I was unable to do something. If I removed his hand, it would be at odds with my previous behavior. Ask to remove, too, was somehow "not the topic." Allow me to paw, I also could not. I turned for help to Yanke and ofigel!

Yanka with might and main kissed with Victor. And quite grown-up, passionately and probably with tongues! And Janka clearly liked it, as she hugged and stroked Victor on the back and shoulders. I was speechless, but Roman did not miss the opportunity to pin up a friend.

- Well, that love has come! Good "suck", right there are cultured people sitting next!

But the couple did not even respond to this, continuing to enjoy each other.

- Well, that's it! Sucked our friends into the pool of love and sex!

Romka was clearly amused by the fact that his friend and Yanka actively kiss and caress. I, on the contrary, was scared. I understood that a friend just drank a lot and now is not at all “adequate” and if she isn’t enlightened, then things can go very far.

- Yanka! We have to go home!

I tried to bring the mind back to my friend, to distract from the caresses and new sensations and make me think. Yanka really broke away from kisses and looked at me with dull and incomprehensible eyes. Then she tried to concentrate, focused on me, looked, strangely smiled and waved her hand.

- A little more sit and go! We will have time!

- Yanka! We must go now!

But the girlfriend was already looking at Victor, and it was clear that she was eager to continue the caress.I was embraced by Roman and turned to face me.

- Do not be afraid! Your girlfriend is going to aim and that's it! From kisses pregnancy does not occur!

And in the continuation of his words he himself brought his face to mine. I opened my eyes and mouth in dismay. Roman's lips immediately dug into mine. It was very nice, I must admit. Perhaps that is why I didn’t immediately blink and began to push him away from me. It is clear that I obviously would not have enough strength, but Roman did not force me to continue. He pulled back and smiled, looking intently into my eyes.

- And you are delicious! Sorry, could not resist!

- Do not!

- Why?

- Just do not!

- If you say why, then I will understand! And so ...

And Roman again dug into my lips, trying to stick his tongue into my mouth. Although it was very aggressive and even more insistent than the first time, I again "hung up" and did not immediately resist. His tongue managed to penetrate and touch my tongue. Romka squeezed me so tightly at this moment that I seemed to be "turned off." My whole body went limp and stopped listening to the commands of my brain. Only a few seconds later I took control of my arms and legs, began to break out. This time, Roman did not immediately let me go. For a few more seconds he continued to kiss me, bursting into freedom, but then still opened his arms.

- Yanka! Go home!

I wanted to say this categorically, so that my friend did not have any thoughts of staying even for a minute, but my voice let me down. It seems to me that Yanka did not even hear my squeak, and if she did, she naturally ignored the request. I turned to her, wanting to repeat it, but could not say a word of surprise.

The couple is not only kissed. Victor's one hand was under a Yankee T-shirt and caressed her breasts, and the second hand disappeared in her jeans, climbing under the panties and apparently caressing her pussy. Yanka enthusiastically kissed Victor and did not oppose his caresses at all.

- Yanka!

I called my friend loudly enough and she heard me. But she didn’t even look at me and just waved her hand to me.

- Do not bother them to enjoy life!

Roman again turned me to his face and began to kiss again. I was so shocked by the behavior of a friend that I could not immediately collect my thoughts. But even when the ability to think came back to me, I could not formulate a solution. What should I do?

He kisses me and kisses very nicely, man. A few more such caresses and I can not stop him. Moreover, he is already moving on to very frank caresses. His hand moved up my hip and lay on my panties, began to caress my slit. The second hand is already squeezing my chest, and so gently and pleasantly that I do not want to remove it from there, following the rules of decency. If I do not stop it all now, then the guy, quite rightly, decides that I will give myself to him and take me. If I break out, I will have to leave right away, but I'm not sure that Janka will want to leave with me. Leaving her alone, drunk with two guys is impossible. While I was thinking, I heard the plaintive squeak of my girlfriend, who quickly broke off, apparently muffled by a kiss.

I got worried and began to break out.

- Let go! Let me go, I said!

Romka opened his arms, and I was able to turn around to a friend. I realized that I was late. My yanka was lying on her stomach. Her jeans were pulled down along with her panties and I saw a tan line on her ass. Victor was lying on top of my girlfriend, pressing her body into the sofa, and he, too, had his jeans and underwear lowered. I saw very well how his dick entered the body of my girlfriend. With one hand, Victor pinched Yanke’s mouth, and the other wrapped around her chest. Yanka herself was clearly not trying to break free, as her hands simply squeezed the arm of the sofa. Yanka cried. Tears flowed down her cheeks and dripped on the upholstery. The guy's cock was voluminous and shiny. I saw traces of blood on it. I understood that Yank was “printed out”. I felt sorry for my girlfriend and hurt.

After all, we are not so dreamed of parting with virginity. Yanka and I wanted this to be something ... Read more →