1. Nonfictional sexual adventures from my life. Part 1
  2. Nonfictional sexual cases from my life. Part 2
  3. Nonfictional sexual cases from my life. Part 3

Autumn, wonderful evening - warm and quiet. I sit in the park, detachedly watching the first yellow leaves fall from the branches, spinning and rushing to the ground. With a cheerful laugh, a gaggle of girls ran past my bench. I followed them with sadness. I, too, when it was 16, what was I thinking and dreaming about then? About love, about life full of joyful events, about amazing adventures like in the movies. True, all dreams have so far remained dreams.

In my family, all my time was planned by my mother - study, household chores, at the weekend an indispensable visit to numerous relatives. Having fun in the company of peers was not forbidden, but I was obliged to return home no later than 10 pm. It is ridiculous, but it was precisely study that saved me from total control over my personal life. The practice in our medical school sometimes ended rather late in the evening, which I did not fail to use for my own purposes. Discos, parties, new friends, new experiences. Suddenly it turned out that I was very attractive, they tried to meet me, cared, invited me for a date. However, I never lost my head, yes, kissed at the door, some particularly persistent gentlemen were allowed to caress my chest, but that was all. Starry night on the seashore, the sound of the surf and the rustle of palm trees, flowers and champagne - so I furnished the moment of deprivation of virginity. In life, as it turned out, everything is much more prosaic, it lowers you from heaven to earth, lowers you without a chance to survive.

The day, which in many ways changed my life, was similar to today's warm autumn weather. Friday. The classes at the school were over, the students with an irregular crowd were drawn to the trolleybus stop.
- Sveta! -
I turned around, my girlfriend Marinka was standing near a big black car.
- You give a lift?
I came closer, a guy got up from behind the wheel, I looked at him with interest - that’s what Marinkin’s boyfriend was, he seemed to be about 25 years old, tall, slim, and even with a wheelbarrow
- Sergey - he introduced himself.
Marinka and I lived not far from each other, and we didn’t want to get around half the city by public transport, so I didn’t think a minute. Sergey helpfully opened the back door.
- Please, the carriage is filed!
I sat down, slammed the door, Marinka dived into the front seat.

- Svetka, are you in a hurry? Let's take a ride, sit outdoors, Serega has wine, we mark the end of the week.
- Why not, let's go! - I confidently agreed, although the offer to go on a picnic was unexpected for me.
On the way we chatted merrily, joked, laughed, I noticed that from time to time Sergei glanced at me in the mirror, smiled, and seeing that I noticed it, he winked. I felt as red as an adult male’s attention turned out to be unusual.
We stopped off the road on the river bank, Sergey opened the wine, we prepared sandwiches, got fruit. Despite the fact that Sergey should have been caring for Marinka, for some reason he switched his attention to me, poured wine, brought a cigarette lighter to a cigarette, with the naked eye it was obvious that he was very interested in him. Time flew by, the girlfriend increasingly looked at the clock.
- All guys, I have to go.

Marinka, at her request, was landed on the outskirts of the city, she smacked Sergei on the cheek, gave me a wave of her hand and disappeared into the alley. I moved to the front seat for another half an hour, and I'm home, sorry this evening ended so quickly.
- Light, are you in a hurry? I need to jump into one place on the case, here next.
- Well - I really did not want so quickly to part with an interesting guy.
In the cottage settlement where Sergey was needed, we stayed no more than 10 minutes and drove back.
“Maybe we’ll stop, we still have some wine left, and don’t take him home!” - without waiting for an answer, he turned off the road.
We sat in the car, drank wine, Sergey joked, said compliments, then leaned towards me and began to kiss my lips and neck. Very gentle and at the same time confident. Nobody kissed me so skillfully before, I just lost my head from the surging pleasure. As I later understood, this was the moment when it was necessary to stop, but I missed my chance stupidly.

He unbuttoned the buttons on the dress, freed my chest from the bra, began to caress her. With his free hand, he pressed something down and the seat fell back. I felt the man's lips move from the neck to the clavicle, and lower to the chest. Here he seized the nipple with his lips, then sucking, then biting him. My heart was pounding wildly, it seemed that his knock was heard on the whole car, breath caught from an unusual sensation. I was scared by the fact that this feeling is incredibly pleasant to me. My head was noisy from drunk and from caresses that I hadn’t known before. Sergey whispered to me how he feels good to me, how he likes me, without ceasing to kiss and stroke my body. He felt my excitement, which I tried to hide with all my might, but on the contrary, he did not hesitate to overwhelm his desires. He took my hand and lowered his stomach with his open hand, I didn’t notice when he managed to get rid of jeans. I tried to pull back my hand, but Sergey was persistent, and I gave up. The member was hard and hot, I began to rhythmically squeeze him feeling the response pulsation.

Further events developed rapidly, the Man literally ripped off my tights with my panties with one hand movement and leaned on top. Only now I remembered, but it was too late. I clenched my knees, screamed, scratched, but my resistance only inflamed him, by force spreading my legs, he entered me in one sharp movement. From wild horror, I choked with a cry, my eyes darkened, nausea rose to my throat. Every movement of his penis in the vagina gave way to unbearable pain. Thank God, this did not last long, Sergei finished and leaned back exhausted in the next seat. I buttoned up my dress with trembling hands, found the linen on the floor, and dressed myself, putting a handkerchief between my legs. Sergei also began to dress slowly, but suddenly started and turned pale.
- Do you have this first time? !!! Damn it!

He was silent all the way to the city, and I was crying softly. The path from the place where he landed me to the entrance I walked like a fog, it seemed that everyone turned around after me with conviction, a voice echoed in my head like a nasty thing - I finished the game ...
A day later, Sergey found me, asked for forgiveness, begged not to break his life, offered money. I looked at him with contempt, then I turned around in silence and left, it was disgusting to look at his humiliation, I just wanted to never see him again and quickly forget this nightmare.

After this incident, I blamed myself for a long time. All my idiotic frivolity. If only it was possible to rewind time back ... Well, I know, there will be more mistakes and disappointments, but this is life, I am still young and beautiful, which means I have everything ahead - and happiness and love, I believe in it.

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