Smart guy and smart girl
After several completely unsuccessful attempts, having perfectly realized his stupidest mistakes himself and attributing them to the drawbacks of studying in the "dovecote" (as the experimental boys' gymnasium was unkindly called in that city), he still managed to start a romance with a girl who was about the same as himself—a crammer and an excellent student.
Saveliy firmly marked each new stage in their relationship in his memory. The first time they held hands, the first hug, the first deep kiss... Saveliy, of course, had heard that other couples' romances were often stormy, and he very much wanted everything to happen for him too, and as quickly as possible. But alas. With his delicate character and low self-esteem, he was not one to seize the moment and take the bull by the horns. Saveliy understood perfectly well that his lot was to timidly hope for a miracle.
And so, six months after they met, Saveliy and Vera were dancing their first dance. Neither of them had ever been to discos, so their first "slow dance" took place in Saveliy's apartment, where they were alone (his parents had gone to the dacha for three days, and his blind, deaf, and half-crazy grandmother, who constantly lay in another room, didn't count). It was December, and it was already dark, but they didn't turn on the light. A lousy dancer, Saveliy kept bumping into Vera with his penis, which was constantly erect, bulging his pants. Since she was pressing against him quite closely, she couldn't help but feel his organ, eloquently speaking of the guy's "interesting" physiological state. And then, during one of those times when Saveliy, clumsily turning his somewhat plump body, thrust his crotch right into the bare stomach of the petite Vera (exposed under her top), she said quietly and with a new note in her voice:
— Oh! Well, would you look at that, Senechka has something standing up! Though that's good, of course: just touched me—and it's already up, and then what will happen!..
But before Saveliy could fully experience the first joy of realizing that the object of his adoration did want him after all, Vera surprised him even more.
— Come to me! Today you are mine!" she said even more sweetly and, pulling her boyfriend, who was floating on cloud nine, to herself, began to hug, kiss, and caress him as she had never done before.
Good Lord, it flashed through Saveliy's mind, how similar all girls are! After all, he had so many times encountered exactly the same words put into the mouths of heroines in films and books about love. Now his fears were quickly leaving him. He grew bolder because he understood that he was no worse than others, and maybe even better in some ways, because not all the guys he knew had girlfriends!
Meanwhile, Vera was increasingly running her hands around his pelvis, then she swayed his torso and swayed with him, causing them both to fall onto the sofa. And the computer filled the room with wonderful songs by some little-known band, imitating the famous Enigma. Saveliy dissolved the music in his consciousness, thinking that this band must write songs precisely for the most erotic moments in their listeners' lives. He himself was feeling up his beloved more and more boldly around the waist, and lower too, though he still didn't dare touch her breasts and especially not her genitals. But Vera, apparently, decided to prove to him that even future scientists are not alien to human things. She slipped her hand into his fly and first weakly, then more firmly, squeezed his manhood. He arched his whole body, took a deep breath, and exhaled:
— Darling...
Vera very gently sucked on his earlobe, which gave him fantastic erotic sensations, and then, placing her palm on the back of his neck, said quietly:
— Put me on my stomach and undress me to the waist, just don't peek...
— Ah! How nice!..
Some time passed, and Saveliy began trying to turn his beauty over and finally admire all her charms in their pristine glory. But she gently pushed his hands away and smiled:
— Caress my breasts...
Overjoyed, he set about this new activity for himself. Squeezing and releasing in his palms the girl's most tender breasts, which seemed small when she lay on her back but noticeably increased when she sat on his hips and rubbed her nipples against his stomach and chest. He caught her beautiful nipples with his lips and, like a nursing infant, pressed against them, sometimes unable to resist biting them, and she sighed more and more tenderly and languidly, muttering some words of gratitude and love.
Then she asked him to kiss and stroke her stomach, which he did with the greatest willingness. He buried his lips, cheeks, nose, and forehead in this soft little belly, as if in the most pleasant pillow in the world, while with his hands he stroked her warm, tender arms or made massaging movements around her equally pleasant-to-the-touch waist.
Finally, he couldn't resist and mounted her: she had sprawled on the sofa so sensually, looking so sexy in such a rare item of clothing for her—short denim shorts. Saveliy decided to realize his long-standing fantasies about bare and naked legs. If before he had waited months for summer, when he could often see bare-legged girls and women on the street, now his fetish was before him not in passing, but in full possession. They were not very long legs, but not skinny either, very slender legs with strong feet with high arches and not very long toes. Of course, it was a shame Vera rarely showed off her beautiful legs, even in summer preferring jeans and sneakers. At this moment, Saveliy could fully enjoy her bare legs, and he took them in his hands, and stroked them, and lifted and lowered them, and brought them to his lips, and ran his tongue along their entire length, not just the soles and toes.
He was a little sorry that Vera got bored of this fairly quickly. She suddenly rose sharply and with a strong push turned Saveliy onto his back. And she herself got on all fours. Her breasts dropped right to the guy's face, and he heard the whisper of eternal words:
— I want you.
The lovers entwined in an embrace. Vera clearly took the initiative. She passionately wrapped one arm around Saveliy's lower back and slipped the other into his pants. His cock perked up like a rooster. The guy let out a moan of happiness. And Vera, without taking off her shorts and not letting him undress completely himself, began to rub her genitals against his faster and faster. The kisses became so deep that their tongues were ready to entwine like mating snakes, and saliva flowed from both mouths and, mixing, ran behind Saveliy's ears—after all, he was lying underneath. He quickly got into the rhythm of her body and tried to conduct this dress rehearsal of the main event as thoroughly as possible. He understood that what he had so often sought during masturbation was about to approach, but could not achieve, except for that very first time when, as a teenager, he decided to check the truthfulness of his school friend who claimed that pulling the foreskin up and down caused "totally awesome" sensations. On that distant autumn night, Saveliy really experienced an amazing orgasm, but since then all other attempts to repeat the high had not led to an effect even half as strong, although he had tried different methods of masturbation. But the feeling that, without making him wait long, washed over him during petting with his Verochka was in no way inferior to the first orgasm of his life.
Saveliy grunted something and came, after which, in a semi-stupor, he fell away from Vera, feeling a puddle of semen moistening his underwear under the still-buttoned fly. He reached out and for the first time without shame touched Vera's crotch. Her shorts were wet too! Here it was—the practical verification of information gleaned from the "Encyclopedia for Boys" about female sexuality!
Saveliy happily relieved himself and his chosen one of the remaining clothing. And pressed his lips to what he saw under Vera's shorts and panties. There were no less thick and black hairs than his own. And what was between them, he didn't understand at all yet. At first, he dared to kiss her only on the hairy pubis, then he began to cautiously explore the most important part of the female body with two fingers. And then he discovered a recess where it was so tempting to reach in and feel! Vera gasped and froze—Saveliy understood he should continue. So he uncovered the secret of his girlfriend's body. As he gently moved his fingers back and forth under the labia minora, the small, pointed bump of the clitoris under his phalanges swelled and moistened more and more. The girl's legs began to tremble strongly, and her face became strange—as if everything had turned into eyes staring straight ahead and a slightly open, kiss-seeking mouth. Yes, perhaps it wasn't the eyes but precisely the mouth that now constituted the most noticeable part of her face; moreover, her lips, despite the absence of lipstick, glowed with a matte flame. But what struck Saveliy most was her voice, which had become rhythmic, wordless gasps, carrying no meaning other than that she was simply feeling good right now. He remembered where he had heard such a voice—in the dubbing of erotic films! Yes, thought Saveliy, truly powerful is the female sexual principle if it has flared up so brightly and openly even in such a highly spiritual being as my Vera. He was no longer stroking the inner surface of her labia minora with his fingers but simply licking it with his tongue, surprising himself and recalling that this exceptionally intimate process is called the fancy scientific word "cunnilingus."
And then the girl's orgasm came. She gasped and shuddered
with her whole body, pulling her legs under herself. The trembling of her calves and thighs continued for some more time as she lay back, closing her eyes as if in a semi-trance. But after a few seconds, she was already kissing Saveliy passionately again, and he was somehow no longer surprised that she didn't mind his mouth at all, which had just been in a place that was not, to put it mildly, the cleanest or most fragrant.
However, nothing surprised Saveliy anymore: he was convinced that the desire for sex is not diminished by such trivial obstacles as uncleanliness and unpleasant odor. Therefore, the insanely pleasant touch of Vera's lips seemed a perfectly natural continuation of the evening of passion to him when, at one wonderful moment, she took his penis into her mouth.
Oh, this ancient and always relevant type of sexual caress! Saveliy had read many times about fellatio, that not all women do it, even if they love their men passionately. Therefore, often during masturbation, he reflected that it was quite possible he would never once in his life experience what it's like when your penis is in a woman's mouth. And how happy he was now when it turned out that for his girl, a blowjob was not a taboo! It was only a little regrettable that he couldn't see the process with his own eyes: Vera let down her long hair and completely hid all the mystery with it, forbidding him to peek. But even without seeing anything except a thick canopy of reddish hair gently swaying over his lower abdomen, Saveliy sensitively caught every shade of sensation as the moistened, warm fabric of the soft girl's mouth slid along the entire length of his penis, which had become terrifyingly huge. He moaned with happiness and gently asked her to continue, paying special attention to the frenulum and the head. And Vera didn't ask him to tell her when it was all over. Consequently, she wasn't bothered by the prospect of drinking his sperm. Or maybe she wasn't thinking about anything at that moment except that she liked giving pleasure to her guy. He came fairly quickly: the sensations from this first-time experienced pleasure were too vivid, and good things always come in small doses. Vera raised her face and tossed back her hair—a drop of semen hung on her chin, and her cheeks were slightly tense, indicating semen in her mouth. And Saveliy suddenly, like a madman, began to kiss her deeply, sharing his sperm with her, despite the fact that he had never before during masturbation felt the desire to taste his seminal fluid: its smell somewhat repelled him... Today all the laws of good taste were being broken: the young intellectuals consciously transgressed them, enjoying only each other and not disdaining anything in each other.
Rejoicing at another positive discovery, Saveliy engaged in the long-desired sex with Vera. Countless times that evening, night, and morning they made love, fell asleep in each other's arms, woke up, and made love again... The next day, his legs ached as if after a ten-kilometer run (in PE he was among the laggards), and she had bloody discharge, but both were in an excellent mood. Thus began their happy sexual life, and if in everyday life they had all sorts of problems, as soon as they made love, the moral of the proverb "lovers' quarrels are soon mended" became clear. They prepared together for conference presentations, conducted field experiments together in distant Ural expeditions, and were always happy to be alone and have sex. They didn't try, however, punkish stunts like sex on the roof of a high-rise among swarms of vicious mosquitoes or in a damp basement under the swearing of plumbers who came to fix something and found the door locked from the inside. They didn't have it in a car either. But in their life there was sex on the narrow lower bunk of a train taking them to a distant city for a conference, when they shielded themselves from the numerous neighbors in the open-plan carriage only with sheets hanging from the upper bunk. And sex in an old hayloft when they lived during an expedition in the first log house they came across in a long-uninhabited village. And in a tent, climbing into one sleeping bag, they indulged in love during long hikes in the mountains. And when they got married, their first wedding night was spent in an expensive hotel, where under the warm streams of a jacuzzi, Vera finally showed her beloved how she caressed his penis in her mouth, not covering this sight with her hair for a second.
Author's e-mail: pаpаsеrgеy@mаil.ru