A wonderful session in the fifth year
This session was truly momentous for all of us; after all, it was the fifth year, the final session, and then a break to write our theses. And yet, even after finishing the third year, our personal files from the dean's office would record "incomplete higher education" in the "Education" section. That meant something back in those days when the country and industry needed engineers, not specialists in the Jewish direction who knew how to make money out of thin air. That's why inflation was in the thousands of percent back then. But that's just the grumbling of an elderly student. I was already 25 years old back then...
After the army, I worked a bit, saved up some money, attended university prep courses, and
successfully enrolled in the correspondence department — almost all A's. Couldn't keep taking money from my parents at that age — I'll try to get my diploma this way too. And then luck struck — during the winter session, I met a stunning girl named Anastasia. Pity she's seven years older than me, but we have the same version for our test papers — number nine.And here's the funny coincidence — we're going to the store to buy more notebooks and pens, and we see that the movie "The Ninth" is playing at the "Yunost" cinema. We laughed for a long time at such a coincidence, surprising passersby, but we spent that last night together — awesome! So, my army buddy Viktor, with my help of course (he's married and shy, oddly enough), met Lida Vovchenko, the wildest girl on our course! So, we were really looking forward to this summer session! For many reasons!
Vitya and I arrived a week before the session, luckily rented a small room in a student dorm, naturally, with a small bribe to the dorm manager, but for two people. Then we went to see this formidable female student who worked part-time as a supply manager and exchanged our single beds for double beds. Naturally, we thanked her not with greyhound puppies, but with two chocolate bars and a bottle of red wine. She giggled, figuring out why we needed such beds, quite sarcastically at that, but she issued us a couple more pillows and mattresses. Well, Vitya and I set up a still life on the table in the form of a cold dinner with good wine and went to the station — to meet our, as we considered, girls.
Lida arrived first, and an hour later — Nastya. We invited them over, saying, let's sit for a while, there are no more places in the student dorm, in either building, look, they've hung a notice near the entrance. The girls came in, rested from the journey, ate with appetite, having gotten hungry on the road, and well, a little shot, naturally, to pass the session normally. So when our ladies started moaning about where they would stay now — we had already gotten housing and even paid for a month upfront — I gave a speech: why look, stress out, and you'd have to pay money anyway, while here everything is already available and so on. We have an excellent room, big beds, together with us you can easily fit and get a good night's sleep.
The girls, of course, started acting coy and embarrassed, saying they didn't want to sleep together, they're hetero, and sleeping with you men — you won't get any sleep. To which we, secretly hoping for agreement, started objecting, saying we're very modest and besides, it's the session — we all won't be up for Walpurgis Nights. The girls wrinkled their cute little noses and then, as if very reluctantly, but I noticed they exchanged a glance, agreed, saying just for a couple of days, and then they'd find housing. Yeah, right, why look for what you already have, these cunning girls, they always have to do everything with twists and turns.
That's when my story began — during one of the lectures, sitting in the back and rewriting a lab report neatly, Nastya suddenly showed me some photos from her work. Back then, I was so strongly intrigued by a tall girl with long hair, such a beauty. Nastya, of course, teased me that I was "swooning," couldn't take my eyes off, and then completely "finished me off" by showing a photo of this beauty on the beach — this girl has an absolutely incredible figure, by the way, funny enough, she's also Nastya, but actually her full name is Ksenia. How wonderful that sounds — Ksenia, Ksyusha! Then Nastya suggested — come visit me in Kirovograd, I'll introduce you, you'll be in a stupor over her. A great girl, marry her, no point fooling around with me. Well, what a cunning Nastya, whispering all this in my ear so excitingly!
The first night we spent very modestly, but Vitya more noisily, and Nastya and I more quietly, Vitya finished in Lida's ass, she moaned so audibly, and I — in Anastasia's wonderful mouth. But in the morning, right after our shared breakfast — our session prep, our cramming started in full force, say what you will — the last session. By the way, as a group we solved all the problems given in the tickets quite easily. That's the lineup we went to exams with, helping each other, so we passed the entire session excellently. And before parting, on our last night, naturally after abundantly partaking of noble beverages, Viktor came up with an idea — he suggested we swap roles, or rather, the girls swap partners, but not for debauchery, but as a memory of our sessions and our joint efforts in overcoming the granite of science — so our student days would remain in our memory. The girls seemed to hesitate, but somehow, just slightly, not very persistently, and Vitya, inviting Nastya to dance to the wonderful music of "Chervonye Gitary" flowing from his "Meridian," hugged her tightly, and I offered my hand to Lida. And we, also hugging tightly, floated into nirvana to the wonderful, slightly lisping voice of Severin Kraevsky.
And now Lida isn't turning away her full lips, and now our second kiss lasted much longer, and now she threw her strong volleyball player's arms around my neck, and I with one hand press her by the waist, and with the other stroke her firm buttocks — what a pleasure! After all, every woman is interesting in her own way — Nastya's tender, soft butt strongly excited me, well, and her mouth — that's just the gates to heaven, well, and here a different pleasure — Lida's tight, strong, firm body pressed against me and I got aroused to the limit. And what hot, sweet lips Lidochka has, and her small but so firm breasts give me even more sea of pleasure.
I finished the second time more violently, loudly moaning with pleasure again — the tender vagina of the childless Lidochka was so hot and tight! Late at night, already almost falling asleep, I unexpectedly got aroused from a sweet blowjob performed by my friend and found myself again between Lida's hospitably spread legs. One bad thing, when finishing, she squeezed so tightly with her strong arms and firm legs that I just cracked and groaned — it was even painful. But if such a great girl gave herself to me — you can and should endure, the most important thing is that she was having an excellent orgasm! And here nearby, Vitya is loudly blissing out, finishing with delight into Anastasia's magical mouth — his dream was coming true!
In the morning, Vitya and Nastya were sound asleep, and I quietly had sleepy Lida, lying on her side with her back to me, and finished excellently — when would such an opportunity come again? And then I fooled around a bit — pulling out my still-standing member, I inserted it into the beauty's ass — went in quite easily, waking up my friend, however. She didn't object but teased that I couldn't do anything anymore since I'd already finished, just fooling around, let's get up, wash, dress, and wake up these debauched people. Time for breakfast too — finish off our supplies! We had an excellent and cheerful breakfast, the awkwardness was gone, everything was great, a couple of times Vitya repeated that both girls were just a fairy tale and any man's dream. They laughed so wonderfully — who wouldn't like such compliments! And at the end of the day, Vitya and I saw the girls off, kissing them firmly and sweetly in the semi-darkness of the platform.
Returning home, Viktor and I called each other, talked for a long time, reminiscing about how excellently this session had gone, and clearly understood one thing — we were lucky with both the girls and our studies. The session ended for me indecently wonderfully!
Ahead is the Scientific Communism exam and preparation for defending our theses — our passes into the world!