This unusual September
Don't wake the beast while it sleeps... That's exactly what happened with me and my childhood friend Vovka. After finishing our third year at the Instrument-Making Technical College, we spent two months at the sea, where we also celebrated our 18th birthdays.
But at the beginning of September, things weren't so cheerful. The thing is, we lived in a very rough neighborhood of Chelyabinsk called "Furniture Town." Near the factory itself, there were a few five-story buildings, but further on, all the way to our "tech school," there were private houses. At night, it was pitch black there, a perfect playground for criminal elements.
Well, near our educational institution, on the fifth of every month, two future
bandits, around 20 years old, who had already served half a year in prison, would hang around. These guys, Tolyan and Kolyan, would heavily terrorize students on the day we received our stipends, demanding money from them, like, "Lend us three rubles for beer." And anyone who objected would get smacked around. They had knives, brass knuckles, and people were afraid of these idiots.Vovka and I hadn't managed to get our stipend yet, but we got smacked around anyway since we had no money. Kolyan split Vovka's lip, which really infuriated my friend. He told me a parable:
— Daddy, I caught a bear.
— Well, bring it here!
— But it won't let me.
Soon we were lying in wait on the last street of the settlement, where these idiots always hung around. And then we heard—the clear click of heels, and in the light of a distant streetlamp (the others here had been broken long ago), a very stately woman was walking—flying, really. And behind her, our offenders were stomping along. Well, this lady was dressed—a blue skirt and a white blouse with a standing collar and a décolleté. Very fashionable clothes after the movie "Once More About Love," where Doronina strutted around in such an outfit. So here this lady was glowing like a lantern in the night!
Soon these thugs caught up with her, stomping loudly, and grabbed her by the arms; she only let out a loud "Oh!":
— Come with us, you tasty goat...
— Where to? Leave me alone!
— Not far from here... And don't squirm, — a ringing slap on the butt. If you scream, here, — a knife blade flashed. The lady gasped "Oh!" again and fell silent.
Vovka nudged me slightly and shoved a club into my hand—you're an athlete, he meant, our basketball players have strong arms and good aim. Remember "The Moment of Truth"? Don't kill them, just a quick knockout! Let's do it! Inside me, a hot lump ignited—now you bastards will get it good, this isn't about threatening the unarmed with brass knuckles and a knife!
We silently crept up to the high fence of a private house; there, on a spread-out mat (clearly stolen by these idiots from some yard), this very appetizing lady was standing in a wonderfully exciting pose, "doggy style." Vovka and I had each dissolved two sugar cubes in our mouths beforehand, and now our eyes had adjusted to the darkness. The lady's skirt was hitched up, her legs and white panties were visible, then they were cut and torn by these slobbering goats. Both were clearly trembling with lust, and the lady was trembling with fear. And then the moment of truth arrived!
One started positioning himself towards the woman's brightly white, round buttocks in the dark, and the second, already seeing and hearing nothing, was groaning loudly from the scene, holding onto his junk. porn stories And then he stopped groaning—my precise blow to the back of the head, and Vovka slowly lowers his body to the ground. The second one started to turn around, and then a juicy blow to the forehead. As Vovka later joked: "If he had any brains, then he'd have a concussion." And exactly—he groaned but started to get up, but a precise repeat with the club and he fell flat on his back. Vovka gave each of them a punch in the mouth—here's your payback!
Well, what to do with this woman, the moon peeked slightly through the thick clouds—what a sight, today's porn magazines have nothing on this. She was still very scared, trembling all over and not moving, staying in that pose. Our dicks immediately stood at attention! Vovka whispers in my ear so convincingly:
— Zheka, consider her already fucked, so maybe we... we're clean, and these idiots are definitely diseased... You go first, just don't cum inside her, you know and understand...
Our experience was only theoretical, but it seemed to go pretty well. I positioned myself against the appetizing buttocks of this woman and with pleasure entered her surprisingly tight vagina. How hot it was inside her! However, we, Vovka and I, didn't yet know how it was with other women. I moved inside her for a long time with enjoyment, and I came, brazenly shoving my member between her soft, large buttocks. The woman gasped, jerked, but I, holding her hips firmly, began to vigorously spill inside her ass.
— Madame, it's all fine, you won't get pregnant, your ass will hurt and then stop. You're not a virgin, everything will be fine, — Vovka unexpectedly uttered in such a hoarse, unfamiliar voice.
Good one, so she wouldn't recognize his voice later! He quickly replaced me at the "combat post" and soon also vigorously spilled into her plump ass. But our members didn't go down—youth! So soon, as Vovka got up, I replaced him, and now my long thrusts led to the finale—the lady arched her back and moaned so sweetly, groaned, arched her back, trembling all over.
— One more time in the mouth, okay? For saving you from those idiots, and the full version of sex... Okay, madame? You won't regret it after...
She stood for a bit, thinking, then slowly got down on her knees. Our members were ready for battle again—now we received simply incredible pleasure. To cum in the mouth of an adult lady, and after skilled fellatio—that was super! And the most important thing now is different—Vovka and I became men! As funny as it is, but in such an incredible situation, having fucked such a gorgeous lady, and having been in all her holes—it was the ultimate pleasure!
At parting, Vovka and I handed the lady 10 rubles each—for her lace panties ruined by these idiots. And another ten each—to buy new stockings, these ones definitely have runs. And a bonus—for the wonderful blowjob! The woman was in complete shock, barely making out the money in her hands and quietly gasping—50 rubles! And also, at parting, Vovka said—now she can walk here calmly in the evenings. After all, these thugs won't be leaving the hospital anytime soon. And don't forget to buy such beautiful panties again, madame, — Vovka advised her again in a changed voice. She only quietly gasped again, whispering—"If all rapists were like this, there wouldn't be a single police report... As funny as it is, I came so wonderfully, young men... Thank you. Well, what a situation..."
When we approached our house, Vovka quietly laughed:
— Zheka, did you understand why we had her like a young girl? She was squeezing her intimate muscles so tightly from fear. I heard such a thing from a conversation of my drunk mommy with her drunk friends, like, a taxi driver took one of them out of town and fucked her. He was so surprised at how tight she was. And by the way, you still didn't understand who this lady is? Well, you're something, Zheka! It's our group's supervisor! Always such a prim and proper lady, well, just like—Countess Rudolfstadt! Well, and here, like a sweet and obedient Chukchi girl, — we chuckled quietly.
— Vovka, I was laughing inside when she was so stunned that we gave her money. Her eyes popped out and her mouth opened. Too bad we won't get into that little mouth again...
But a week later, I realized I was wrong...