Forgot the keys...
WHAT LUCK THAT I FORGOT MY KEYS...
After quickly explaining to me where everything was in the rooms and the kitchen, my aunt kissed me, wished me success in getting into university, and hurried to the taxi where her husband was already loading suitcases into the trunk. Waving to me one last time through the
window, she got into the taxi and they left for the train station.I wandered around the rooms a bit, admired the crystal figurines in the sideboard (my aunt's hobby), had a snack of sandwiches from the fridge, which my aunt had diligently prepared for the journey and so conveniently forgot. Then, having nothing to do (I decided to start cramming the next morning), I took the large family photo albums and started looking through them.
I must say, my aunt was very beautiful in her youth! And she still looked great now—you'd never guess her age! But in her younger years—she was simply a beauty! So I sat on the sofa, flipping through the photo albums, and then, from another thick album, a plump notebook fell out with the inscription on the cover: "Svetlana's Diary."
— Why Svetlana? — a thought flashed. — That's not my aunt's name...
I opened the notebook. It was a diary with memories of her wild youth. I started reading and couldn't tear myself away... I read the first three stories in one breath. Wow, auntie! I wonder if her husband had seen this diary?! Though, what do I care... And I continued reading.
"WHAT LUCK THAT I FORGOT MY KEYS!" — that was the title of the next story.
This story happened to me one of the days when I was studying at the university. That day I was in a great hurry—I wanted to see my mom off on her business trip, help her with the suitcases, and say goodbye. But, as always, things don't always go as planned...
I was delayed by the group leader—he "muddled my brain," and on top of everything, I forgot my purse with the apartment keys in the classroom. I remembered the purse when I was already walking quickly to the bus stop. In my skirt pocket were a few rubles and a handkerchief. I wasn't worried about the purse. It was the last class, and the classroom was locked right away. But whether I would make it to the apartment in time to get my mom's keys—that worried me the most!
Naturally, I was late. I didn't see my mom off, and now I couldn't get into the apartment... What to do? Upset, I sat on a bench near the house and cried a little. Go back to the university? And ask (but who?) to open the classroom?...
That's how Vadim, a neighbor from our building, saw me—in tears. "Svetik, hi! What's wrong? What happened?"
Vadim lived right below us—one floor down. This tall, handsome brunette with an athletic build always appealed to me. But I only secretly sighed, watching him from behind, when I was still a schoolgirl. He was 5 years older than me (he was already 24) and didn't pay any attention to me (or so it seemed to me, at least).
After briefly explaining my problem, I looked hopefully into Vadim's eyes—maybe he'd have some advice?
— Pfft! What nonsense! Come on! I'll open your apartment in no time. You don't lock the balcony in the summer, right?
— No! — I stammered. — Why?
— Nothing! Go to your apartment door and wait.
With these words, Vadim went around the back of the house, where our balconies faced. A couple of minutes later, he came back.
— You're still here? I told you—go to your door.
He disappeared into the entrance. I followed, still not understanding anything.
Meanwhile, he went into his apartment, stepped out onto his balcony, and, standing on the railing of his balcony and grabbing the ledge of ours, started pulling himself up, grabbing the balcony railing.
How he managed to pull himself up and climb onto our balcony? I can't imagine and am even afraid to think what could have happened if he hadn't had enough strength... Still, it's the 4th floor!
Soon Vadim opened the apartment for me and let me in. Overjoyed, I hugged him and kissed him on the lips! — Thank you, Vadichek! You just saved me!
— Maybe you'll give your savior some tea or coffee? — Vadim said with a laugh.
— Of course! With pleasure! I'll be quick! You go to the living room, and I'll go to the kitchen!
I quickly made two cups of instant coffee, put some cookies and candies on a plate, and, placing everything on a tray, carried it to the living room.
Vadim was sitting in an armchair, flipping through some magazine. — Where's your mom? At work?
No! She already left on her business trip. Probably already on the train.
— Yeah! Good thing I was nearby, or how would you have gotten into the apartment and where would you have spent the night?
I put the tray on the coffee table, and we started drinking coffee and eating cookies.
— And you've become a real beauty! — Vadik declared, taking another sip of coffee. — Really, really! Don't blush! Your figure and looks are awesome!
He moved the coffee table aside and... I didn't even have time to get scared before he scooped me up from the sofa and sat me on his lap. — Don't be afraid! I don't bite! It's just that kiss at the door... and in general!
He started kissing my neck and cheeks, his hands firmly holding my waist. Shivers ran down my spine, and a warm wave of excitement rolled through my back...
With one hand, Vadim began stroking my breast. Through the thin silk blouse and bra, I could still feel the warmth and even the heat of his palm...
— Sveeetik! You're something else! I've had a crush on you for a long time! You just never noticed!
I trembled even more from excitement and from feeling his "rod" hardening in his jeans against my butt. I wanted to slide off his lap, but instead, I sort of rubbed against the "bulge."
Without a word, Vadim started taking off my blouse and unzipping my skirt. I couldn't resist, especially since I wanted it to continue...
He quickly stood me up, and the skirt fell to the carpet by itself. He pulled the blouse off over my head and started unclasping my bra. I squeezed my eyes shut and felt my breasts were already free, and Vadim's hands were already pulling down my panties, which quickly slid to the carpet after the skirt.
A few seconds later, he was also standing before me in his birthday suit, having so quickly taken off his T-shirt and jeans with underwear.
I opened my eyes and almost gasped at what I saw! Before me stood a beautifully built young man: with a muscular body and an erect penis—and what a one! About 20 centimeters—no less!
He took a step forward and pressed me against him, pulling me by the butt with his hands. His penis ended up pressed against my stomach, and my nose buried into his chest, lightly covered with soft hair.
My heart was pounding as if it wanted to jump out of my chest! With my cheek, I felt that his heart was also beating like crazy!
Then Vadim scooped me up again and, with me, sat down on the sofa, but in such a way that I ended up lying stomach-down across his knees. I wanted to change my position, but his strong hands didn't let me. I only heard his commanding voice: — Don't squirm, just relax! And I obeyed.
With one hand, he stroked my back, and with the other, he began caressing my perineum... The thumb of his right hand circled the ring of my sphincter, and the middle finger had already slipped between my labia and was sliding up and down, toward my clitoris and back. I arched my back and raised my butt. I liked these caresses so much—my "girl" immediately got wet...
Vadim pulled my butt even higher toward him. I was kneeling to the right of his hips, on the other side of his torso—leaning on my elbows. He began covering both halves of my butt with kisses, lightly tickling them with his mustache and gently biting with his lips, while his right hand continued to caress my "pussy."
His penis stood like a "rock," its head pressing against my navel, and it was already as hard as the bicep on his arm.
Vadim removed his fingers from my "pussy" and stood me up in front of him again. Scooping me up under the butt, he easily lifted me to the level of his waist and began slowly impaling me on his rock-hard penis. I wrapped my arms around his muscular neck, trying to shift my body weight onto Vadim's shoulders. But what are 50 kg to such an athlete!?...
I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he forcefully thrust his "beauty" all the way into me. — A a a a!!! — I cried out—the head of his penis touched my uterus. He started bouncing me like a ball, impaling me on his penis, then lifting me higher and lowering me onto his penis all the way to the root.
This went on for about 10 minutes. Then I finally pleaded: — Vadik, let's lie down! Without pulling out of me, he lowered himself to his knees with me in his arms, laid me on my back, ending up on top of me between my legs. Now he was leaning on his elbows, and I placed my legs on his shoulders. And he continued thrusting, sometimes slowly and smoothly sinking his "beauty" into me, sometimes forcefully and sharply driving it all the way in to the root.
With my vaginal muscles, I felt the head of his penis hardening, and judging by his breathing and exclamations—he was about to finish.
His penis plunged into my vagina with a squelching sound, and his balls slapped against my perineum—giving me additional indescribable sensations!
I was also at the peak of excitement! And then, (Vadik just managed to ask—if he could finish inside), receiving a nod of permission, he began erupting into me with powerful thrusts.
Then a wave of orgasm washed over me—I cried out from passion!
Our moans merged into one, and we sank into nirvana! I had never had such a strong orgasm before!
Vadim twitched a few more times and relaxed, dropping his whole body onto me, and I lowered my legs from his shoulders... We lay like that for a while, motionless, in a relaxed state. Then he slid off me, pulling out his softened "rod," lay down next to me on the carpet, and said: — Svetka! That was amazing! Awesome! Such a high! You're so tight that I had to hold back the whole time to manage to bring you to orgasm...
And I lay there, happy about everything that had happened between us, and thought: — What luck that I forgot my keys in the classroom!
But that wasn't the end of it, it was only the beginning...