I was about nineteen or twenty, I don't remember exactly. It happened on my birthday, which I celebrated for several days. At first the celebration was in a big company, and then I celebrated it in a narrow circle. My boyfriend invited me and his friend with a girl to a restaurant to sit with the four of them, I didn’t mind. I did not like his friend Anton, but he did not irritate me, but his girlfriend is a separate story. She then infuriated me with her chatter, then on the contrary, amused me, her certain infantilism in thinking was amusing. At first Jan seemed stupid to me, but then I realized that this nonsense gives her a charm that falls in love with the guys. We need to take care of her, teach her, correct her, and so on, and men like the role of such a teacher of life. In addition, she outwardly was a very pretty girl, not so beautiful, but pretty. A pretty face, an ordinary thin figure without any prominence of a female character, a small height - all this made her so tiny and pretty that, complete with her funny character and voice, was a small bomb for people of the opposite sex. You look at first - an ordinary nice girl, and then, when you start to communicate with her, you fall in love, that's exactly how Anton fell in love with her. We were not the first to be chosen by the four of us, and I had already begun to get used to Jan, I knew that you would not seriously talk to her, but it was easy to joke and have fun.
Where my boyfriend Igor led us, there were few visitors, it was not a restaurant, but a karaoke bar, which was supposed to be very popular then. For us, the lack of people was only for the better. We took a soft corner in the distance of the hall, spacious and comfortable, and made an order. While he was being carried, Anton and Yana came up. Anton looked as simple as ever, already old and worn jeans, some kind of shirt and sports shoes or sneakers that you can buy at a cheap market. He always dressed like that, despite the fact that he was not from a poor family. Most of my attention was attracted by Yana, who was dressed very interestingly. Pink blouse made of light thin fabric, skirt to match the jacket, fluffy, flared and at the same time short, and in addition - black stockings and shoes on the platform. The stockings here were out of place, but they were perfectly combined with a black belt at the waist and around the neck, on which hung a large black cross. Yana looked like a doll, or like the heroine of a Japanese cartoon, but, in spite of the oddity of her outfit, all this went to her and made her even sweeter. They sat down, and Yana, as always, began to chat with me about any nonsense. The first toasts were for me, and then the guys somehow separated from us and started talking about theirs, and I had to talk to Yana. That evening, she talked to me a lot and wasn’t as stupid as usual, so I didn’t notice how I completely switched to our conversation. When we finished the first bottle of champagne, I began to notice strange emotions behind me. I liked the funny little face Yanochka, her golden curls, thin lips and nose. Gradually, my eyes began to fall lower, at the level of the chest, which, although it was small, but looked beautiful in a white bra and was viewed in the section of the blouse. On Yana’s breast, my eyes didn’t stop, I looked down at her legs, which decorated black stockings with fine mesh. I never looked at the girl like that, but that evening I couldn’t do anything with myself, I didn’t just look at Yana’s charms, but was also excited by all this. Feeling a new feeling for me, I felt uneasy, and I retired to the toilet. Surprisingly, I had a decent wet panties, and I had to wipe them with a napkin. When I returned to the table, Yana suggested that I go to their house, I would have refused, but seeing how the guys got carried away with alcohol and talking about cars, for some reason she immediately agreed.
A taxi quickly took us to our destination, so after half an hour we were already sitting at Yana's bedroom on a large double bed. Yanochka did not want to sit in the kitchen and offered to drink while sitting on the bed. She did not light the general light, but only turned on the night light, which illuminated the room with a light warm light. The room was small but cozy. We slowly continued to drink and talk, but our conversation went in a frank manner, each shared his thoughts. Suddenly, I noticed that Yana was not stupid at all. Before, I didn’t speak with her so closely and frankly, from that I thought she was a fool and wondered how she was learning to be a philologist. She is not stupid at all, her thoughts are clear and thoughtful, she spoke a lot of beautiful and scientific words that I had never heard from her. The conversation was about people, about feelings, and gradually began to depress. Noticing this, Yana immediately switched to another topic. She started talking about sex. I was not a hypocrite by nature and happily supported her in this conversation, which I liked at that moment especially, because I continued to get excited, looking at Jan, and I liked it more and more. She sat with her legs tucked under her, and her skirt ridden up, fully revealing the pretty look of her panties. They were black, very narrow and thin, on the sides of the fabric were visible even short blond hairs growing on her sexual lips and pubis. No matter how hard I tried, I could not take my eyes off her crotch. Is that on her legs, which looked so seductive, surrounded by stockings. They were not long, just as tiny as all Yana, and her fingers on her legs were so small and neat that I wanted to kiss them. When this thought slipped through me, I even froze, and a slight shiver ran through my body.
- Luda, where are you? - Yana called me.
- BUT? Yes, I'm here, just thinking, - I answered, without even knowing what Yana was talking about at that moment.
- Did you also attend such thoughts or what? She asked.
- What kind? - I began to recover.
- Well, about sex with a girl? - She said and smiled with her thin lips.
“No, you haven't visited before,” I said softly.
- That is, "before"? - She asked and moved closer.
Now, when she leaned forward a little, I again involuntarily looked under her blouse at her breasts, which were compressed by the bodice.
“That is, never, until recently,” I replied.
- Until what? - She asked fun.
“Until today,” I answered honestly, without even knowing why.
- That is, today you liked a girl so much that you wanted to sleep with her? - quickened Jan.
“Well, not to sleep, I just liked her, and I wanted to kiss her,” I said, as if justifiably, but she continued to stare, then on her toes, now on panties, then in the neckline.
- And who did you like so much, if not a secret? - she was even more animated.
“One girl in tonight,” I replied, surprisingly playfully.
- Who? Well, tell me who, I wonder, Yana began asking me, already jumping up and down on the spot.
“You,” I said, softly and half-whispering.
- I? - I was surprised, but somehow it is not likely Yana.
“Yes, you, but understand, I myself cannot say why,” I began to explain.
- Yes, okay, do not worry, I understood everything for a long time, - she giggled.
- I.e? - here I sincerely surprised.
- You would see yourself, it was so funny. I looked at my legs and at the blouse in the bar, so I invited you home, ”she said with a smile and fun.
- To laugh, or what? - I'm even a little angry.
- No, not for that. To make sure you liked me and continue. I sat down on purpose so that you saw my pussy and you immediately looked there, which means you want me, she said now more seriously.
“You are mistaken, yes, you are beautiful, but I am not a lesbian,” I replied, trying to justify my views.
“I am not a lesbian either, but I like you too, I want you too, and that's fine,” she said, and held out her hand with thin fingers to me.
“This is not normal, for sure,” I replied, but I didn’t dodge the hand of Yana, who lay on my knee.
- Normally, I want to try with a girl, and if we both want each other, then this moment should not be missed, especially the guys will not return soon, I already phoned with Anton and asked him - she began to persuade.
“You have already thought of everything this way,” I said with a certain reproach.
“Yes, because I want to make you nice to myself, too,” she said, and leaned toward me as if trying to kiss me.
“I don’t know,” I said and thought about it myself.
“Do not think, just do what you want, because we both want,” she said quietly and approached me even closer.
Frozen for a moment, she looked at me with her blue eyes, and I thought about what to do, but inside everything was shaking from the moment. While I was thinking, Yana passed the remaining centimeters between us and gently touched her soft thin lips to my lips. Why, at that moment, all my thoughts retreated at once and I answered her, moreover, after several light touches of my lips, I hugged her cheek with my hand and dug a kiss with passion. At that moment I stopped thinking, dropped thoughts about the fact that lesbians are not natural, about the fact that I am afraid, or I am not normal. I was covered with excitement and pleasure. The sexier feeling that smoldered during the evening instantly flashed through me and spread to my fingertips. Yana continued kissing me and stroking my legs, but even through jeans I felt her fingers, which made me shiver. I myself reached for her shoulders and pulled her blouse down, and then, tearing my lips from her lips, went down her thin neck. She threw back her head, allowing me to kiss myself, and immediately sniffed a thin, but bright sound. I rushed down her neckline and with some rude unbuttoned her blouse to get to the sweet breasts in a white bra. Recalling that moment, I now understand how men feel when they also tear clothes on me. Very quickly, I dealt with the buttons and pulled off the blouse completely, Yana immediately pulled me to her and kissed me again, gently hugging my neck. I responded to her kiss, letting my tongue go into battle, and in the meantime I unbuckled her bodice and dragged it down, wanting to touch her boobs as soon as possible. Moving back, I just as easily pulled off her bodice and froze for a moment, admiring her small breasts with large light pink papillae, who were staring at me tensely. There was no more strength to wait, and I immediately fell to them, clasping them with my hands, or rather not with my hands, but with a few fingers, so cute and small they were. Yana lay back and leaned on her hands, I eagerly, like a hungry woman, licked her nipples, tightened her breasts with her lips in her mouth, bit her nipples and sucked them. As quickly as I acted, Yanochka reacted just as quickly, groaning loudly and protractedly. Kissing her breasts, I already imagined how I would get to her legs and fingers. Which attracted me from the beginning of the evening, therefore, dropping kisses from my breasts over my flat tummy, and I pulled her skirt down from under my ass, and she gave in easily, since she was on an elastic band. Yana gladly helped me and allowed herself to undress easily and quickly.
Moving back, I pulled the skirt and Yana lifted her legs up, letting the skirt slip from them, but I did not let her legs down. I threw my skirt behind my back, I took both her feet in stockings and began to kiss them chaotically, even the mesh and not much coarse stockings did not bother me, but I ran my hands over her right leg and took hold of the stocking, and slowly pulled it towards me , exposing the white skin of Yana's legs. Throwing back the first stocking, I immediately pulled off the second and again took both of her feet, which were now naked, and her fingers clenched several times. I leaned toward them and inhaled their scent, which was very similar to mine. Little fingers without varnish, but with a very neat manicure, beckoned me to me and I, clasping their lips, began to suck sweetly. Every finger, I hugged my lips and licked my tongue. Walking over all my fingers, I began to simply lick her feet, the skin on which was very soft and also sweetly attracted by its smell. My breathing faltered, my head felt as if it were in a fog, and my body was burning, I felt that every time a new portion of juice was flowing from the vagina into the panties. For the first time without any caresses and manipulations with pussy, I was excited to such an extent. I was fascinated by her legs for a long time, and then I saw that Yana had put the handle between her legs and rubbed herself through her panties, starting to moan very loudly. It was impossible to look at it calmly. I, taking myself in hand, removed her fingers from the face and slowly opened both legs like gates. Even the lace fabric of her black panties could not hide all the moisture that her pale little pissy let out, I immediately imagined how it smells and how it flows out of it.
One movement, and I, taking the sides of her panties, pulled them over, freeing Yana's crotch. Panties pulled the cobwebs of her thick viscous juice behind me, I even licked my lips when I saw them. Having accelerated, I tore off the panties from her legs and, having sharply moved apart them, lay down between them, from such harshness Janka even started and stopped. Her pale bodily color pisyushka covered with light rare and short hair the ball is covered with a veil of bright juice, which sparkled with its small bubbles. The warm scent touched my face, and I inhaled it with a full chest, sweetness turned my head, and my body trembled from the heat that was rolling over my body. Opening her mouth wide, I licked her little slit with small beeches and the clitoris in one motion and nearly finished it myself. I screamed with Yana in one voice and froze from a new wave of trembling in my body. It was very strange, the second time I almost came from the fact that I kissed the girl's loins. "Madness! This is madness, but I want more! ”Flashed through my mind. Drawing in the air, I licked the brainy kishu again, Yana, and earned my tongue. I wanted to lick her all that I did, my tongue explored every millimeter of her crotch with an amazing swirl. Eagerly grabbing the lips of her clitoris, then the small sexual lips, I sucked the juice from them and again threw myself between them with my tongue. Scooped the next salty droplets and returned to the clitoris. The noise in the ears mixed with the ringing, I barely heard through it Yana, who rang the whole room with her thin, resonant little voice, squeezing me between her legs and trembling with her thin body. Being on the verge of madness, I continued to lick Yana, I ran my tongue into her small and wet hole, and Yana's vagina accepted me. I was able to move a few inches deep into it. Walking through the folds of the vagina and spending several times in a circle inside the tongue, I scooped up a decent portion of her juice, but then he was more saturated and strong, and I again shuddered in bliss. I understood that it was still a little bit, and I would finish, but I could not leave Yana without the same pleasure and accelerated. It was difficult for me to make out anything around, I hardly understood what was going on, I just sucked Yana’s little clit and licked it, feeling every cut that brought me closer to orgasm. Only Yana's trembling and her moan, which was growing louder, made its way into my mind. And then I realized that everything, everything in me squeezed and bound me. “I’m finishing!” I thought, and from my last strength I grabbed Yana’s clitoris, bit her with pleasure, and fell into unconsciousness of orgasm. Yana squeezed me between my legs, and screamed with me, everything was covered with fog before my eyes. I jerked all over, and my head stuck between the legs of Yana, who were also trembling. We finished at the same time. Yana's legs sharply separated to the sides, and I flopped my mouth and nose into her pussy, inhaling her juice, I continued to scream, and Yana squeezed my hips again.
I can not say how many minutes it lasted, but I woke up when Yana raised my head from her crotch.
- Wake up, are you okay? She asked, still gasping for breath.
- That's awesome! - I said.
- What? She asked, a little frightened.
- Wow! I finished! - I said.
- I, too, - grinned Yana.
“I hope I didn’t pinch you too much, forgive me, I just couldn’t control myself,” she said in a gentle voice.
“Everything is fine, I don’t remember that moment very well,” I laughed.
After a minute of silence, we straightened up and sat across from each other. I looked at my jeans, a huge stain appeared between their legs, as if I was describing myself.
“Damn, I need to wash and dry my jeans,” I said.
- Hee hee! Let me help you better myself, - said Yana and, unbuttoning my jeans, pulled on me.
I wanted to stop her, but she pulled off her jeans, crawled up to me and kissed me gently, and then pulled back ten centimeters and said: "I'd rather wash you there, with my tongue." Having said that, she again kissed me on the lips and, pushing me on my back, sank down to my panties, hotly starting to kiss my thighs inside and lick my juice on them.
This madness lasted another three hours, Yana and I finished two more times, not counting small orgasms. We licked, kissed and stroked each other like crazy. And when the guys called and said they were going, we quickly had time to finish again and, putting on Yankee's home clothes, went to sleep in an embrace. Of course, we didn't tell the guys anything about this incident, they would be offended if they found out that we were better together than with them.