Everything happened so suddenly.
All the next week, Kostya and I had sex every day. It was as if I had plunged into another world, a world where only we and pleasure existed... It hurt me not to hear about his feelings for me, but I consoled myself only by thinking that guys rarely say the words that girls are ready to repeat over and over again.
That Friday, I came home from school a little earlier than usual. Entering the apartment, I immediately realized Kostya was home.
— Oksana, is that you? — his voice came from the kitchen.
— Yes... And what are you doing in the kitchen? — I unzipped my jacket and locked the front door.
— Waiting for you...
— suddenly he hugged me from behind, slipping his hands under my jacket and forcefully squeezing my breasts with his palms.— Kostya... Kostya, let me at least take my clothes off... — I exhaled, feeling the now-familiar ache appear between my legs.
— I want you now... immediately... — Kostya whispered, kissing and nibbling my neck, he pulled my jacket off and threw it aside. I was left in jeans tucked into high boots, a white shirt, and a vest.
— Kostya... well, at least let me take my boots off...
— no need... baby, lean your hands against the wall... — he nibbled my ear, unbuttoning my vest and shirt... forcefully squeezed my breasts, twisting my nipples through the bra.
I moaned and closed my eyes... pressed my palms against the door and pressed my butt against Kostya, instantly feeling his intense arousal... it took my breath away and my own arousal became unbearable.
Kostya lowered his hands and unbuttoned my jeans... his hand penetrated my panties... he pressed on my clitoris... I moaned... Kostya ran his finger along my labia and penetrated my vagina with it... began moving it slowly... I bit my lip and breathed loudly, surrendering to the sensations...
— Kostya... Kostya... I want you...
He immediately pulled my jeans and panties down to my knees, unzipped his fly, and thrust into me sharply all the way, squeezing my thighs with all his strength with his fingers... I shuddered in surprise and let out a long moan..
Kostya began to thrust sharply and quickly... I responded forcefully to his movements, feeling my breasts, freed from the bra, shaking, how his fingers gripped my thighs tighter and tighter like steel, how with each movement Kostya growled louder and louder...
A sharp, unbearable tension gripped me... I felt I was about to come and howled with pleasure... he fiercely impaled me on his cock... a shiver ran through me and I, arching my whole body, came with a long, loud moan...
Kostya made a few more hard thrusts inside me and pulled out his cock... he turned me to face him and pressed on my shoulders...
I sank to my knees and took his cock in my mouth, squeezing it tightly with my lips... with my hand I grasped the part of the shaft that didn't fit in my mouth. I began moving my head quickly, occasionally releasing the cock from my mouth and sucking the head, caressing it with my tongue...
Kostya let out a long moan, closing his eyes... and at the moment when I took his cock into my mouth as deep as I could, he came violently... semen flowed down my chin and neck, dripping onto my chest... I licked my lips and looked up at Kostya...
— Baby, you're just amazing... — he exhaled heavily and sat down on the dresser near the mirror.
These words for me were practically the same as a declaration of love. I got to my feet, pulled up my jeans, took off my boots, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
In the evening during dinner, Uncle Sasha said that he and my godmother had decided to go to the dacha in the village with us the next weekend to relax. A mischievous glint immediately flashed in Kostya's eyes and he winked at me discreetly. I lowered my eyes to my plate, slightly embarrassed.
When the phone rang, Kostya picked up the receiver.
— Oksana, it's for you... Some crazy jerk...
I put the receiver to my ear:
— Hello.
— Oksana... Ksyukha... It's Lekha... well, in short, you don't know... I'm Ninka's... well, boyfriend... In short, Ninka, she's... in the hospital... Money is needed...
In short, it turned out that Nina had been poisoned by "bootleg" vodka. That same evening she was pumped out and her condition was described as stable.
Late in the evening, leaving for her shift, my godmother (she worked as a nurse in a children's hospital) came to my room.
— Oksana, I think we need to seriously think about your apartment... I believe Nina... she is not the person who will preserve the only thing your parents left you.
— What are you talking about? — I wrapped my robe tighter and looked my godmother in the face.
— I think Nina needs treatment for alcoholism... It's a serious illness, after all. And we can't just let things slide.
I fell into a heavy sleep that evening. I tossed and turned for a long time, sorting through thoughts and feelings in my head. Whatever Nina was like, she was my only blood sister. The only blood relative left alive.
I was pulled from a heavy sleep by the touch of Kostya's lips to the skin between my breasts. I shuddered.
— Kostya, what are you doing? Uncle Sasha is home, go to sleep.
— He's sleeping like a log, baby... — he lay on top of me, pinning my hands to the pillow, and buried his lips in my neck.
— Kostya, I can't... I don't want to, — I tried to break free, but he kissed me hotly on the lips, penetrating my mouth with his tongue.
My head began to spin... he kissed my face... whispered tender words quietly... covered my neck and chest with kisses... gently sucked my nipples and stroked my breasts... after pulling off my nightgown, Kostya pressed his lips to my navel... made a trail of kisses down my stomach to my pubis... my legs involuntarily spread apart... I sobbed, swallowing a moan, when Kostya ran his tongue along my perineum... when he licked my clitoris, stroking my thighs with his palms, I almost died from pleasure, barely holding back moans and clenching the edge of the blanket with my teeth...
Everything went dark before my eyes and my whole body shuddered... an electric shock ran through me... I came... Kostya licked up some of my juices and brought his lips to mine... Kissed me deeply...
Then he rolled onto his back and sat me on top of him, slowly lowering me onto his cock all the way... I began to move my hips slowly and smoothly, pressing my palms against Kostya's chest... I felt every movement... every touch of his cock against my cervix... it pulsed strongly... I sped up my movements, throwing my head back... Kostya stroked my thighs and butt... caressed the hole between my buttocks... I began to bounce on him sharply and rhythmically... with each movement, a squelching sound spread through the room... It was as if I was falling into an abyss... my head was spinning and everything went dark before my eyes...
Suddenly Kostya pulled me close and, turning me onto my back, covered my mouth with his hand...
— Quiet, baby... Don't moan so loud... Quiet, sweetie...
He covered my lips with a kiss and began to thrust sharply and quickly, squeezing my breasts with his hands... Another wave washed over me... my whole body tensed to the point of pain and I came violently, unable to suppress a loud moan... I plunged into darkness...
In the morning, I woke up to the doorbell ringing. Kostya's friend Dima had come over. I involuntarily listened to their conversation.
— How are you here by yourself? — asked Dima.
— I'm not alone, Oksana is home. She's sleeping.
— Well, how is she? Taught her everything she needs to know? — Dima's voice sounded mocking to me.
— She doesn't even need teaching... Catches on quick, — Kostya laughed and everything inside me collapsed.
So that means all this time Dima knew that Kostya was with me... that we... well, that Kostya was fucking me. Tears of hurt and humiliation involuntarily streamed from my eyes. But the next phrase finished me off completely.
— My Lena said you and Zhanna made up... How long ago? — Dima's voice seemed to grate on my ears.
— About four days ago... She said she was wrong... Well, it's better for me, let her think she's guilty.
I buried my face in the pillow and burst into tears.