First blowjob with a friend and her boyfriend

About me

I was nineteen years old, I was a diligent student and devoted all my time to studying, although sometimes I still went to discos with my classmates, only there I tried to control myself and not drink, or drink only a little champagne.

Guys hit on me regularly, but when they realized that they had no chance with me, they backed off, so all my classmates already at the beginning of the first year realized that they would not be able to have sex with me.

My beliefs were soon accepted by everyone, except for my friend Olka, who always tried to tell me how great she had spent the night with someone, and especially when she had a boyfriend from her senior year.

My friend

Listening to her stories, I tried to pretend that I was not interested, although each time it was more and more difficult for me to hold on. Hormones were playing somewhere inside me, and my interest in her stories grew, although I resisted inside, suppressing any sexual thoughts.

Olya apparently began to notice the sparkle in my eyes against the calm expression on my face, and she described in ever more colorful terms in what positions and where she and her boyfriend had sex. Pulling myself together, I finally asked her to spare me the details one day and we had a fight, for which I felt ashamed.

Olya and I didn’t even talk for a couple of days, but then on Friday during a long break between classes she came up to me and spoke first. She chatted as if nothing had happened, and I felt better, and then during the conversation she suggested that I go to her house in the evening and sit until her boyfriend came home from his parents.

It is worth noting that Olka and her boyfriend lived together in a rented apartment, and I visited her several times, albeit during the day.

During the conversation, Olya suggested not just sitting at her place in the evening, but also drinking a bottle of champagne. I really didn’t want to refuse Olya now, although I didn’t want to go, but I decided to agree, especially since I knew Olya was a reliable person.

Well, let’s take a rest…

Having told my parents that I would go to a friend and possibly stay with her, I went to Olka and was there at six in the evening. Olya greeted me with a cheerful smile and hugs, and then invited me into the room, where there was already champagne, cake, candy and other goodies.

• Well, let’s rest while Vova is with his parents, – Olya suggested cheerfully.
• Of course, let’s rest! And when will Vova be back? – I asked Olya.
• I don’t know for sure, he should be back tomorrow for dinner, he only went to see them in the evening, probably for money, – Olka answered and laughed.
• Then we have time, – I said and went to the sofa near the table.
  Olya quickly opened the champagne and poured a full glass, I tried to stop her, because I had never drunk more than a glass, but Olya did not listen to me and argued that we had enough time to rest.

Olya’s first toast, of course, was a toast to reconciliation and understanding, and she made me drink the whole glass. A slight dizziness appeared after a few minutes, and my cheeks and ears began to burn with a blush, but this did not bother me much, because my mood had unusually risen, and I felt lightness in my whole body, so I decided not to stop.

Olya, as always, talked a lot, told stories and laughed. And after half of the second glass, I began to look like her, and my laughter was just as fierce and loud and in unison with Olya’s laughter. I did not even notice how the bottle was finished, but Olya immediately ran to the kitchen and brought a second one from the refrigerator. Suddenly Olya’s mobile phone rang, she immediately grabbed the phone, it was her Vova calling.

Having finished speaking, Olya turned to me.

• Damn, Vova has arrived, he’s going to go home now, – said Olya.
• It’s okay, we’ve already had a good time, so I’ll call a taxi and go home now, – I answered.
• No, why, I want to sit a little longer, you don’t need to leave yet, – answered Olya.
• And how is Vova, you only have one room, right? – I asked.
• How is Vova. Let him sit in the kitchen, he has a laptop, let him play games for now, and we’ll sit a little longer, – laughing, Olya said and went to open the door.
  When Vova came, he looked into the room and said hello to me, I nodded and smiled at him in response. Olya, taking his things, led him to the kitchen and they stayed there for a few minutes, talking about something.

I stayed in the room to wait for them on the couch and remembered Olya’s story, how they fucked on this couch with Terminator 2 playing at full volume. At that time, this story did not interest me, but now, remembering Olya’s story, I felt a slight excitement that ran through my body in a barely noticeable, but such a pleasant wave.

Having finished speaking, Olya turned to me.

• Damn, Vova has arrived, he’s going to go home now, – said Olya.
• It’s okay, we’ve already had a good time, so I’ll call a taxi and go home now, – I answered.
  “No, why, I want to sit a little longer, you don’t need to leave yet,” answered Olya.
• And how is Vova, you only have one room, right? – I asked.
• How is Vova. Let him sit in the kitchen, he has a laptop, let him play games for now, and we’ll sit a little longer, – laughing, Olya said and went to open the door.
  When Vova came, he looked into the room and said hello to me, I nodded and smiled at him in response. Olya, taking his things, led him to the kitchen and they stayed there for a few minutes, talking about something.

I stayed in the room to wait for them on the couch and remembered Olya’s story, how they fucked on this couch with Terminator 2 playing at full volume. At that time, this story did not interest me, but now, remembering Olya’s story, I felt a slight excitement that ran through my body in a barely noticeable, but such a pleasant wave.

Olya’s Vova was a nice guy, not big, but athletic and quite handsome. Stroking the couch with my hands, I even began to imagine myself in Olya’s place, how Vova caresses and kisses me. Hearing that Olya was coming into the room, I opened my eyes and tried to wipe the blissful smile from my face.

Leaning back from Vova, Olya deftly pulled off her T-shirt and, unbuttoning her bra, threw it aside. Her boyfriend’s hands immediately grabbed Olya’s large, firm breasts.

“Do you like stroking my breasts?” Olya asked quietly.

“Of course, you can feel that my pants have risen,” Vova answered.

“I can feel it, but I want to see,” Olya answered smiling.

“Right here?” Vova asked again.

“Yes, I want it right here, I think Ira won’t mind either,” she said and turned to me.

“You won’t mind, will you?” Olya asked me now.

Confused, I didn’t know what to say, they were both looking at me and noticed that I was watching them. “Silence is a sign of consent,” Olya said and pulled Vova closer to her. I continued to look at them silently, I was gripped by a pleasant fear and a pleasant shiver.

I didn’t watch porn and didn’t really see anything, and here in front of my eyes sat my half-naked friend and pulled her boyfriend’s pants down. When Olya pulled Vova’s pants down, I saw how his tent-shaped underwear was sticking out from his body. I even moved a little closer to Olya to see everything closer and was not disappointed.

Olya smoothly pulled her boyfriend’s panties off, and as soon as the fabric of the panties began to slide down, a thick and rather long penis jumped out from under them. It hung slightly below the horizon, but its head was already visible from under the skin that wrapped around it. Olya looked at me, smiled, seeing my interest, and taking Vova’s trunk with her hand, pulled the skin slowly to the base, allowing the head to fully open and come out.

I caught myself thinking that I definitely liked Vova’s penis, it was so beautiful to me, so big, light pink. The head was plump with a clear border separating it from the entire trunk and a little brighter than the penis itself. Olya stroked the end of her boyfriend with her hand and looked at me with interest, and then turned to me and asked: “Don’t you want to touch it?” I shook my head from side to side, although in fact I really wanted to touch it. Olya did not look at my shaking head and took my hand herself, putting it on her boyfriend’s cock. Feeling the hot flesh with my palm, I hugged the trunk with my whole hand. Then Olya began to move my hand for me, jerking off the cock. At that moment Vova exhaled contentedly with a smile.
I was all squeezed with excitement, I even began to breathe unsteadily, and I decided to remove my hand, pulling it back and freeing it from Olya’s hand. She did not resist for long, and immediately took Vova by his cock and pulled him closer to her.

Olya, sticking out her tongue, lightly licked the head, and it reacted immediately, increasing in size and swelling. Then Olya embraced the head with her lips completely and began to suck it, with one hand she stroked Vova’s balls, and with the other she stroked the shaft itself. I did not understand myself, all this seemed so interesting to me, so appetizing, that I fidgeted in place.

Olya’s mouth moved rhythmically, gradually trying to increase the tempo in sync with the hand, while the penis went deeper and deeper into her mouth, and Vova’s breathing became stronger and stronger. I didn’t notice myself how I began to lick my lips out of interest, but if I didn’t notice, Olya did. “Don’t you want to try too?” she asked me. I didn’t answer, but I nodded, because I couldn’t control myself anymore. Olya moved her head away and, holding the base of the penis with her hand, let me lean towards it. Everything inside me was trembling and shaking, but I resolutely approached and grabbed the sweet tense head with my lips, and slowly began to suck it into my mouth. Bliss covered me completely, I tried to swallow the penis deeper and feel how the hard male flesh filled my mouth with itself. I moved my tongue rapidly in a circle and moaned with pleasure, and Vova moaned in the same tone as my moaning.

I had never sucked before, nor had I ever seen a dick in real life, but then I realized that I liked sucking, I loved it, I wanted to suck all the time. I opened my eyes and took Vova’s dick with my hand, and began to work my lips harder and more confidently. Olya moved away even more and simply looked with a satisfied smile at me, then at her boyfriend, who now closed his eyes and threw his head back, moaning. The sound of Vova’s moan and the sight of his pleasure only encouraged me, and I tried even better and even faster. With my whole mouth and hand I felt how the dick was getting bigger and harder, it was swelling in volume so much that it seemed to me that it would explode, and I was not mistaken.

Vova moaned loudly, his voice became rough, and I felt with my lips how the whole member straightened up, swelled up, and sperm began to move along its lower part. I took several deep swallows and felt how hot liquid hit my tongue. The pressure of sperm was strong, I moved my tongue over the head and thereby smeared the sperm inside my mouth, but I did not always have time and several powerful splashes splashed right into my throat. My whole mouth was filled with thick viscous sperm, it was a little tart, a little salty and incredibly tasty. I did not want to swallow it right away, I continued to lick the head and with my hand help the sperm to flow out all into my mouth so that not a single drop would spill.

Vovin’s moan died down and he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth and backed away, sat down in the chair, throwing his head back. With my mouth full of sperm, I began to swallow it in slow sips and continue to try to enjoy the full bouquet of flavors of male juice. I was only distracted by Olya, who moved closer to me and asked me to give her some sperm. I pressed my lips to Olya’s lips and released some viscous juice into her mouth. Then we sat side by side and together, smearing the sperm with our tongues on the roof of our mouths, enjoyed its taste and swallowed it in small sips.