Christina's Adventures Part 3

I woke up in the morning from the sun shining on my face and body. I rolled onto my back, my legs glistening beautifully in the sun. I took off my dress and continued to bask in the sun's rays. My flat tummy and breasts looked aesthetically pleasing and beautiful as shadows on the wall. I lay there, remembering yesterday and Tolik; my little holes were aching a bit from yesterday. I picked up my phone and scrolled through my social media feed—everyone was at seas and oceans. I looked at the date and realized there were three weeks left until my mom's and my vacation. Antalya with its sandy beaches, shopping, and handsome Turks awaited me. Today is Sunday, which means we're going home. I want to meet up with my girlfriends and

tell them everything. I got out of bed and picked up my dress and panties. There were traces of last night on the dress; my dried-up slickness was on the panties as if they were glued. I threw a robe over my naked body. At the door, I saw my white sneakers; one of them had a sperm stain. I decided to put them in the suitcase so Mom wouldn't ask questions. Entering the bathroom, I dropped the robe, twirled in front of the mirror, and seeing two blue marks on my butt, I was shocked but it felt so nice to remember. After admiring myself to my heart's content, I got under the cool, invigorating shower. The drops beat hard on my shoulders and back. Taking the gel, I started rubbing it on my legs, moved to my butt and pussy. After applying the gel all over, I stood under the shower and thought about how I could have lived almost a year without sex until now. Yes, my first time was with a guy who wasn't as experienced as Anatoly, and he wasn't 43 but 20 years old. After washing and drying my hair, I started brushing my teeth; the brush pressed against my cheek, reminding me of the cock I had sucked. Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, I applied rich body cream—I love when my skin is tender and shiny. After touching up my eyes, I looked at myself and smiled. I started liking myself even more; men's glances give some special energy. Throwing on the robe, I went to my room. Passing through the hallway, I heard Mom in the kitchen talking to someone on the phone:

Mom: "I'm telling you, I haven't come like that in years. My whole butt hurts. Okay, I'll tell you tonight over a glass of wine. Kisses, dear."

I went into my room, opened the closet, and thought for a long time about what to wear. After rummaging, I found a tight white top and short, loose white shorts. I put on white thong panties under them and went to Mom in the kitchen; Mom was making breakfast. Passing by her room, I peeked in and didn't see any traces of last night's party with Grigory.

Me: "Good morning, Mom, how was your evening with Grigory?" (I kissed Mom on the cheek in a friendly way.)

Mom: "Oh, it was fine, we sat, drank some wine, and he went home. And when did you get back, lady? I didn't hear when you came in."

It was clear from Mom that they did all the things she so wants to tell about but doesn't dare discuss with me.

Me: "I got back around one in the morning; you were asleep, I decided not to wake you. So, how was the wine? Was it sweet or bitter?" (I asked with a sly grin.)

Mom: "Oh, daughter, it was very sweet and playful. Grigory knows how to serve any drink from the right side."

Mom smiled and turned on the TV. She continued cooking, dancing a little and swaying her hips.

After finishing breakfast, we sat at the table. Mom sat down carefully; yesterday's adventures were making themselves known.

Me: "Mom, what time are we leaving for home today? I wanted to meet up with the girls and chat!"

Mom: "Uncle Amin called; he said they're delivering building materials for the gazebo today, and tomorrow he's ready to start work, so you're going home on Tuesday!"

Uncle Amin is our good friend. He's 45, always looks good—a shirt or polo with the top buttons undone, a gold watch on his dark skin, nice pants and shoes. He's a bit taller than me, with a small belly, a perfectly trimmed beard, and neatly styled hair. He always helps with construction; Mom just says what she wants, and he does everything turnkey. Amin is a good and kind Eastern man; I don't know his ethnicity, but I always liked him because not a single meeting passed without his gorgeous compliments.

Me: "What about the gym? I thought I'd work out. And what am I supposed to do here, just sit?"

Mom: "There's a pool here. Lay out your yoga mat near it and do online sessions with your trainer. Nothing will happen in a couple of days."

Me: "Fiiine. And do you remember what you promised me if I finished school without any C's and got into the institute you recommended? When are we going to deal with that?"

Mom: "I remember about driving school. Are you sure you can handle both institute studies and driving school? Maybe finish the first year and we'll see then? Besides, it's more convenient to get to the institute by metro!"

Me: "You know me—if I take something on, I'll do it. I'm waiting for driving school suggestions!"

Mom smiled and replied: "Okay, everything will be."

During the day, Mom and I went to the store, stocked up on food; I bought sunscreen. Around 5 PM, Mom went to the city. With nothing to do, I went to do yoga by the pool and swim. Tolik also went to the city, and I spent the whole night at Aunt Sveta and Yulia's place.

The next morning, in my favorite short fitness shorts and a tank top, I was working out by the pool. It was already getting hot; I was all sweaty from squats, my butt and legs were already pumped. Finishing my stretching, I wanted to swim in the pool, but someone knocked at the gate. Wiping sweat from my forehead with a towel, I opened the gate and saw a man, and behind him something like a Gazelle van.

Mover: "Good morning, miss! I'm looking for Amin! I brought his order!"

Me: "Good morning! Amin hasn't arrived yet; I'll call him now and find out. The gate is opening now, come in."

After driving onto the property, three more movers got out of the car. They were all wiry, young, dark-skinned guys. While I was trying to call, they couldn't take their eyes off me. And then, after getting information on where to unload everything, their boss shouted a command to work, and they started unloading the truck. I was lying on a lounger by the pool, sipping cold juice, and watching these guys unload. I liked their strong backs, beautiful shoulders that reminded me of cannonballs, bulging biceps—a parade of hot men on my property. What more do you need for happiness? Uncle Amin arrived, checked everything, and sent the truck away.

Amin: "My beauty, my sunshine, I haven't seen you in so long. You and your mother are goddesses who descended to earth to delight us men!"

From such a start to the conversation, I blushed all over.

Me: "Hello, Uncle Amin, I'm glad to see you too. Without you, Mom and I wouldn't have done anything. Would you like some tea or something to eat?"

Amin: "No, my joy, thank you. There's a lot of work, need to keep moving. Tomorrow at 10 AM, I'll bring you workers; we'll get it all done in about 5 hours. And Mom asked me to give you a ride home; I'm actually heading to Moscow!"

Me: "Great, well then, see you tomorrow!"

We hugged Amin, and he left.

In the evening, I noticed Tolik's car, but Aunt Sveta wasn't home. I decided to call Vika and ask where Sveta was.

Me: "Vika, hi, don't you and Aunt Sveta want to come over to my place, or should I come to you?"

Vika: "Hi Kristina, we went to the city. Aunt Sveta was called to work urgently, and I decided to go shopping. We'll be back on Wednesday!"

What a coincidence, I thought. Jumping off the couch, I ran to the bathroom, ran a bath, and lay down in it. The water relaxed my body and skin. After lounging in the bath, I started applying scrub, then gel. Getting out of the shower, a thought flashed through my mind to rinse out my butt. I'd done it a couple of times, so it wasn't hard. After washing again, I dried off, took my favorite milk lotion—after it, my skin was tender and beautiful. I curled my hair.

After the shower, I went to Mom's room. There, I found a white silk robe, a matching nightgown, and beautiful white satin thongs.

Going out into the hallway, I went to the window and called Tolik.

Me: "Hi, what are you doing?"

Tolik: "Hi, wasn't expecting your call. Watching football, and you?"

Me: "Look at the central window of our house."

I dimmed the lights so only my silhouette was visible in the window. I moved slowly, swaying my hips, playing with my curls, arching like a cat in wild heat. The windows were floor-to-ceiling, and everything was perfectly visible to him.

Me: "I miss you. I'm waiting for someone to come visit me! I really want your cock." (I whispered dirtily.)

Tolik hung up, and in 5 minutes, I met him sitting on the stairs with my legs spread.

Me: "Uncle Tolik, have you decided to come visit?" (I asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling suggestively.)

Tolik: "Yes, my girl, decided to check if you were waiting for someone."

He slowly climbed the stairs, taking off his shirt.

Tolik: "I thought you and your mom had left. If I'd known you were home alone, I would have come earlier."

I stuck my leg out, and it rested against his chin. He started massaging my foot and kissing my toes, running his tongue over them.

Me: "Yes, Tolik, loosen up your tongue. Today it will have to work a lot with my little holes."

I gave him my other foot; he stroked and squeezed them, slowly kissing. I bit my lip and breathed languidly. Lowering my feet, I beckoned him to me with my fingers and whispered in his ear to follow me. He helped me up; I took his hand and led him to Mom's room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I spread my legs and started slowly running my finger over my panties, luring him to me. The satin panties started getting wet. I bit my lips excitedly while Tolik watched me; his cock was standing rock-hard. I liked his reaction. The dimmed light in the room from one lamp on the nightstand made this moment erotic. He slowly approached me and started stroking my knees, slowly moving down to the sweetest part of my body. He kissed my legs, nibbled my skin, gently approached my panties.

Tolik: "They're so wet; time to take them off. I'll help your pussy relax."

With these words, he pulled off my panties. I looked at him with an innocent gaze. He lowered his head between my beautiful thighs. With his tongue, he started dancing around my pussy, kissing all around. With his fingers, he started stretching my little labia, moving his finger without penetrating inside. I leaned back on the bed and put my legs on Tolik's shoulders. Tolik suggested putting a pillow under my butt; I agreed. My butt hung slightly off the pillow, giving him a view of my pussy and butt, which I had rinsed out.

Tolik: "You smell so wonderful; I'm crazy about the scent of your body. Your pink little pussy and perfect butt ring entice me."

Me: "Don't drag it out; I want you to play with me however you want!"

I spread my thighs with my hands, and he started slowly running his tongue from my butt hole to my pussy. He moved his tongue slowly. I moaned sweetly and squeezed my breasts, biting my fist. After about 15 minutes of these sweet torments, I felt his finger in my pussy; he moved it slowly inside me, pressing against the upper wall of my pussy. My G-spot swelled up, as did my pussy; squelching sounds intensified. He inserted his index and middle fingers into me and continued moving them inside, working my pussy. His ring finger massaged the entrance to my butt. He smoothly and little by little penetrated me and then pulled out. Each penetration into my butt drove me into wild ecstasy. I felt his fingers slowly moving inside my pussy and butt. Pulling his fingers out of my pussy, he started licking my pussy and inserting his fingers into my butt. It was a bit painful; his thick fingers stretched me a lot. I felt my sphincter stop resisting, and now two fingers moved freely inside me. I started coming from his tongue and fingers, grabbed his head with my hands, and squeezed with my legs. My moans echoed throughout the house. I shook convulsively, and he didn't stop, increasing the pace. At some point, slickness started gushing out of me. He slowed down and let me go. With a trembling voice, I mumbled for him to let me catch my breath. He lay down next to me; I put my head on his chest. I saw his semi-hard cock in his underwear. Reaching for it, I stroked it through his underwear. It slowly started filling up. Slowly getting up, I took off the robe, and Tolik helped me remove the nightgown. I pressed against his lips; we played with our tongues, bit each other's lips. I jerked his rock-hard, thick cock. Slowly, I started moving down, kissing his neck, chest, stomach. Reaching his perfectly shaved pubic area, I started running my tongue over it. I saw myself in the mirror's reflection—my face and his cock.

I got up to appreciate it. From the lamp, our shadows looked sexy on the wall, a beautiful reflection in the mirror. Slowly, I leaned towards his cock and started licking it. I liked the taste of Tolik's pre-cum oozing from his cock. Those brutal veins on his cock and the large dark-purple head aroused me. I sucked his head, played with it with my tongue, nibbled his balls. Tolik gathered my hair into a bun and started pushing his cock deeper; with each thrust, he went deeper and deeper, hitting my throat. Tolik whispered, "Relax," and when I relaxed, Tolik sharply shoved his cock all the way to his balls; it went deeper than my throat. I got scared and started gagging, thinking I was about to vomit. Tolik held my head like that for about 5 seconds, then let go. I released his cock and greedily inhaled; saliva stretched from my lips to his cock.

Me: "Ahhh, what are you doing? I got scared!" (I said, wiping my mouth.)

Tolik: "Don't be afraid, relax and learn to suck deep; you'll like it yourself!"

With these words, he shoved his cock into my mouth again and started pressing on the back of my head. I tried to resist, but I couldn't do anything against him. He slapped his palm on my face and told me to relax. There was no way out, and I started obeying him. Each time he pushed it so deep that my nose painfully pressed against his pubic bone. After about 10 minutes of this lesson, I was swallowing it myself with a juicy sound like in porn films. I sucked and looked into his eyes; he smiled and praised me, calling me a good girl.

Tolik: "I see you've prepared everything—condoms and lube!? Where shall we start?"

Me: "I want you to decide." (Taking the cock out of my mouth, I answered breathlessly.)

Tolik threw me a cond