Sex during the break

This story happened many years ago, when I was in the 11th grade. I already had some sexual experience by then, but not much: I had been lucky enough to have sex a couple of times at drunken parties with equally drunk girlfriends who didn't care who they were with or what they were doing. And although I was no longer a virgin, I was still too shy to approach and get to know a girl I liked. I was just as lost when the star of our class, Natasha, came into my field of vision. Natasha was a beautiful, tall brunette with thick, long hair (down to her hips). Slender, with an appetizing ass that especially stirred the imagination when Natasha wore a short

tight skirt. Under her school blouse was hidden a firm, perky chest of size 3-4 (4, as it turned out later ;)) Back then, I was a tall (192cm) and rather skinny teenager. Now, at 33, I realize I was quite good-looking, but back then, like any eighteen-year-old guy, I didn't think so and wasn't particularly popular with my female classmates. Natasha, with her appearance, could even shut up the elderly principal mid-sentence and often dated guys much older. Naturally, she showed no interest in me whatsoever. Until one moment...

That week, our class was on school duty. For those who don't know, during this week, all students in the class, instead of resting between lessons during breaks, monitored order and cleanliness in the school corridors. However, even during this chore, there were happy moments. The thing is, portraits of various scientists and writers hung in the school corridors, on which the school had spent considerable funds, and accordingly, these portraits had to be watched, constantly. For this purpose, several people were assigned who were excused from lessons for the entire day. And so the happy day came when I got to guard the portraits. My joy knew no bounds when I found out that Natasha was supposed to be on duty on the other side of my floor. Since by the middle of the lessons, from doing nothing and being alone at the post, one could start to go crazy, I hoped to take advantage of this.

It was spring, so Natasha came on duty in a tight, thin, black knitted dress that ended just above mid-thigh. On her long, slender legs were black high-heeled shoes and black semi-transparent tights. Her gorgeous black hair was gathered into a long ponytail, revealing her graceful neck. Stylish rectangular glasses with thin black frames completed the look. When I saw her, I froze in place, and in my pants too, and this couldn't go unnoticed by her. As Natasha walked past, she looked at me strangely, glanced down below my belt, and, turning away, smiled almost imperceptibly. About five minutes later, when I managed to pull myself together and calm the erection in my pants, it was time to start my duty.

The first three lessons passed in silence and calm, only during breaks, when there were many people around, I noticed Natasha's gaze on me. But it wasn't her usual gaze, as if past an empty space, but an intent and strangely thoughtful look. By the end of the third break, we were already openly playing a staring game, holding each other's gaze longer than usual. The bell rang for the fourth lesson. We exchanged glances once more, and at the end, Natasha smiled mysteriously, winked, and walked to her side of the floor, swaying her hips sexily. A few minutes later, when the corridors finally fell silent, I finally decided and moved towards Natasha's post, which was around the corner. Turning, I saw Natasha and froze in indecision. She was standing by the window, leaning her hands on the windowsill. At the same time, her ass was slightly pushed back, and the sun was shining in her face, making her squint. When I froze at the end of the corridor, she turned towards me, smiled almost imperceptibly, and continued to bask in the sun's rays. My heart started pounding from her smile and gaze, and my cock, which had instantly become rock-hard, pressed against my fly. On wobbly legs, I walked towards her.

She didn't show any interest in what was happening. Only with each of my steps, her breathing became deeper, and her chest under the dress rose higher. I approached her from behind. She didn't move and continued to stand with her eyes closed. I hesitated for a second and placed my hands on her hips. I pressed my erect cock against her firm ass, but for now, our clothes separated us. Natasha sighed loudly, straightened up, and pressed her back against me. Her cheek was near my lips, and her ass pressed even harder against my cock. My hands began to stroke her stomach through the thin fabric of the dress, and my lips kissed her crimson cheek and graceful neck, which she offered to my kisses with a deep and very sexy sigh. Meanwhile, my hands reached her large and firm (as happens with young girls at the end of puberty) breasts. Natasha put her hands behind her and ran them through my hair. She finally opened her eyes, I walked around her and found myself in front of her. Our eyes met, and a moment later, I kissed her full, plump lips. Our tongues met and began a dance of passion.

My hands moved to her ass, and then to the edge of her dress. Pulling on the edge of the dress, I was amazed to discover that Natasha's tights turned out to be super-erotic stockings. After that, my hands, crazed with passion, squeezed her now bare and firm ass, which was hardly hidden by miniature thongs. Natasha, without interrupting the passionate kiss, meanwhile reached my rock-hard cock and began to stroke it through my pants. After playing with it like that for a bit, she unzipped my fly and released my warrior into the wild, then broke our kiss and knelt before me so that my hard, trembling-with-excitement cock was in front of her face. Running her tender palm up and down my cock a few times, Natasha looked at me and, looking into my eyes, slowly took my not-so-small cock entirely into her tender, hot, and wet mouth... I was in heaven. She began to slowly suck my cock at first, taking it completely into her mouth so that the head pressed against her throat and even a little further. Gradually, she accelerated the pace, and I lost touch with reality.

I existed only in my cock, which was in Natasha's tender mouth. At some point, I realized I had lost control of myself and something irreversible might happen, but I didn't know how Natasha would react to it. I tried to pull my cock out of her mouth, but Natasha understood everything correctly and didn't release me from her sweet captivity. The next second, I was shaken by the most powerful orgasm, and a thick stream of cum poured into Natasha's mouth. She took the first portion into her mouth, then took my cock out of her mouth and continued to jerk it with her hand, aiming it at her face. Looking at this picture, which I had only seen in porn before, I shot and shot portions of cum onto Natasha's face, glasses, and open mouth. When my cock was spent, Natasha licked it clean of the remaining cum and stood up. She looked into my eyes and smiled:

— Did you like it?

— That's an understatement!!!

— But I want to cum too, I'm still shaking with excitement!

— Uh... uh... what should I do?

— If you liked my tongue and mouth, you can try to caress me with yours... — and she slowly gathered my warm cum from her lips with her tongue.

Since I had never done this before, I had to remember how it was done in porn films, of which I had watched quite a few by then. I sat Natasha on the windowsill, stood between her sexy legs, and kissed her on the lips. Running my hands up her stocking-clad thighs, I reached her panties and began to pull them off her. She lifted her ass to make it easier, and I got rid of this now unnecessary item of clothing. The panties were soaking wet. I crouched down, and her tender, excited pussy unfolded before my eyes. Not knowing where to start, I simply kissed her labia and touched them with my tongue. I felt this indescribable taste, which was unlike

anything. Her inner lips were very tender and pleasant. I continued to kiss them and play with them with my tongue, gradually speeding up the pace. Judging by the deep sighs turning into moans, I understood I was doing everything right. Periodically, I penetrated her pussy with my tongue as much as I could. Natasha ran her fingers through my hair and pressed my face to her juice-flowing pussy.

I moved my tongue faster and faster, moans from above became more frequent and louder, until I stumbled with my tongue upon a small pea-like clitoris. At that moment, the moans abruptly stopped, and my head seemed to be caught in a hydraulic press. Natasha squeezed my head between her thighs with insane force and pressed it against her girl. I got a little scared, as nothing was happening above, but when I tried to move my tongue away from her pussy, Natasha's hands didn't let me and pressed it even harder against her clit. I took this as a signal to continue and made a couple more movements with my tongue, Natasha began to tremble with fine shivers, and from above came a long, satisfied moan. After that, her thighs relaxed, and I was able to free myself. When I stood up, I noticed that Natasha had somehow managed to tidy up her face and remove the traces of my violent orgasm. Even her glasses were clean. I looked down and realized that while I was pleasing Natasha with my tongue, I had become aroused again.

— Natash!

— What?

— We have a problem)))

— What kind of problem could there be? — Natasha was lying on the windowsill with her eyes closed and smiling blissfully. I took her hand and placed it on my newly aroused cock. She squeezed it with her palm, lazily moved her hand up and down the cock, and said:

— Do whatever you want with me and with it, I can't move right now — and she smiled.

I entered her pussy from behind and continued my rhythmic movements, sometimes thrusting sharply all the way to my balls and stopping in that position for a few seconds. With my hands, I pulled her dress up to her chin and finally got under her bra, where two breasts of stunning beauty were hidden. I kneaded them with my hands and caressed the tender yet firm pink nipples with my fingers. I continued to fuck Natasha from behind when I felt an orgasm approaching. Natasha felt it too and asked me not to cum inside her. At that moment, Natasha was hit by a wave of orgasm, she stopped, fine tremors shook her, and her fingers turned white from gripping the windowsill. And right then, I pulled my cock out of Natasha's pussy and began to pour my thick cum onto her ass. When I finished, I took tissues from Natasha's bag, wiped her ass clean of cum, and stuffed them back into her purse (a surprise for later).

Natasha managed to tidy herself up, fastened her bra, lowered her dress, fixed her hair and stockings. After everything, I glanced at my subsiding cock. Natasha smiled, crouched down, and licked it all over, cleaning it of her juices and the remnants of my cum, then tucked it into my pants and zipped up my fly. We kissed, and at that moment, the bell rang. We pulled away from each other a split second before the first student appeared in the corridor. During the next lesson, Natasha's girlfriend, who was on duty on another floor, came over, and there was no continuation. And then the school day ended. The day ended, but my adventures with Natasha didn't! And there were a couple of spicy moments with her girlfriend too, as it turned out she had seen a lot that day. But that's another story.