So, I finally made it to the seaside…

This happened back when I was a student at one of Moscow's institutes. I had successfully passed my sixth exam session, as had my friend, and we, joyful and free, decided to spend part of the summer holidays not in dusty concrete jungles, but in real jungles... just kidding. Not jungles, but somewhere warm with the sea and palm trees.

My parents didn't object to this idea. They said I was a big girl now and had the right to decide for myself how to spend my free time. Lena's parents didn't try to stop us either, and we, pleased, began thinking through the details of the vacation and preparing for the trip.

Skipping the technical details, I'll say that

it all took just over a week. But we ended up where we wanted.

The first few days we weren't very bold; after all, it was a completely new environment, an unfamiliar place... What am I saying, anyone who's been to the sea for the first time knows that exciting feeling. But gradually, we got into the swing of things, started having more fun, sunbathing, hanging out with boys. The vacation was going splendidly.

That day, I went to the beach alone because Lenka had met some guy and was having a good time. (Soon I would be having a good time too... oh, if only I knew what was going to happen...). Surprisingly, there were very few people on the beach, but that only made me happy. I don't like crowds. I undressed down to my swimsuit and lay down to sunbathe. I don't know how it happened, but I dozed off. When I opened my eyes some time later, I saw a group of three guys not far from me who had arrived while I was unconscious.

They were sitting on the sand, drinking beer, talking about something, laughing. I watched them with interest. One of them (as I later learned, his name was Seryozha) noticed my gaze and invited me to join them. I shyly refused. Then they got up themselves and came over to me. They turned out to be nice guys. As we talked, my shyness quickly faded, and I began to feel more free and relaxed. I drank beer with them too. Without noticing, I finished two bottles and started on a third. I usually don't drink much, but sometimes it comes over me, and in good company, I can let myself go. That's exactly what happened this time.

Seryozha's buddies (Vadim and Oleg) hadn't joined in yet, but not for long... Oleg pulled down the bottom of my swimsuit, spread my legs, and went right into me. Started fucking me. He fucked as if it were the last time in his life. He drove his cock into me all the way to his balls. Even though I was very drunk, I still remember that feeling, how his huge pole pierced my insides.

Then Seryoga left my mouth alone and made room for Vadim, who, without hesitation, also shoved his cock into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth hard, penetrating almost to my throat. I was choking on my own saliva, couldn't even breathe, and he stopped.

Seryozha came first. He came right inside my vagina and kept lying there while his buddies fucked my mouth and ass. Soon after the first load, I felt Vadim's burning cum spurt deep into my ass; with each new jet, he thrust harder and deeper into me, so much that Seryozha's cock slipped out. Cum flowed out of me.

Oleg put the final white, sticky point on this orgy. His cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed some, and some ran down my chin along with my saliva. He rubbed his cock over my face and wiped it on my hair. After that, everything was like a fog.

I don't remember how they left, how I got dressed, or how I got back to the room. Whether I attracted attention or not, I looked disheveled (well, of course). My friend wasn't back yet, and I somehow pulled myself together. The next day, she returned happy and content. She never found out what happened to me. I kept it hidden.