New Year's Party 1.

Winter-cold, lonely houses,

Sea-cities, everything seems to be made of ice,

But soon spring, the snow will melt and then

Behind the white wall we will stay with you.

I stood at the window and looked out onto the street. It’s the words of the once popular song that stuck. And it’s not surprising. It's winter outside. The sun shines brightly, but does not warm. The glass is decorated with frosty patterns. Snow was falling in large, fluffy flakes. If only there was a handsome man nearby with the smell of expensive and pleasant perfume. A bouquet of roses brought straight from the frost. A glass of tart, semi-sweet wine. Mmmmm beauty-beauty. Maybe my husband will prepare something similar for me for the New

Year. It would be nice. I would thank him with good sex. Ah, dreams, dreams. And this idyll was broken by the sound of the door opening. I turned around. Alla Vladimirovna came in. Rector of our university.

- Svetochka, I have business with you. New Year is coming soon. We need to organize some kind of event for our students.

— And which one? Open a bar selling liquor? Or a brothel?

- Sveta, why are you doing this? I'm talking about the New Year's disco, with Santa Claus, Snow Maiden, gifts, the Christmas tree is sure to “light up”.

- Alla, what are you talking about? Our students only have in their heads how to drink and how to fuck. What kind of grandfathers are with Christmas trees?

- This is because we devote little time to them for leisure. All study and study. Just look how well I came up with this idea. You will be the Snow Maiden, I will be the presenter, Valentina, the librarian, some kind of witch, and we’ll pull up someone else.

— Stop, stop, Alla, are you serious now? Am I a Snow Maiden? I am over forty years old. What the fuck snow maiden am I?

- Sveta, you will give our students a head start. You are beautiful, curvy, and moderately big-assed, but I’m already old. And none of the students will want to. And in our team you are the most suitable candidate. Agree. You can do it. Help me out. I will write you a bonus and submit a petition to the education department for your encouragement.

Hmm, a bonus wouldn’t hurt for the holiday. Yes, and figs with him, I agree.

— Well, who are you planning to be Santa Claus?

— Do you know Dimochka Morozov? Since the second year. Athlete, handsome.

— Well, I know this gigolo. All the girls run after him. Pompous peacock. Okay, I agree. Date and time.

- 31st, at 15-00.

— Is it New Year’s Eve that we will be here? What about at home? Should I set the table for my family?

- Well, Valya is divorced, the children have moved away. I asked my husband for time off for the holidays. She said that we were having a corporate party, and he was happy. Yes, and you, I heard you will send your husband and children to your mother-in-law. So tell me you'll stay.

— Okay, we’ll figure it out. Who is preparing the script?

That’s what I was missing in my dreams of New Year’s romance. Well, why do we need to save the honor of the university? I took the left script and quickly ran through the text. Of course you need Santa Claus, it will be easier to get into character. Alla called and said that Dima agreed and was waiting for me in the assembly hall. I entered the hall and saw Dima sitting on a chair, crossing his legs on stage. I approached the stage.

— Hello, Dima. Do you know why we are here?

- Hello, Svetlana Sergeevna, - he walked up to the edge of the stage, I looked up, my gaze was at the level of his knees, - Of course. You are the Snow Maiden, I am Santa Claus. - Dima sat down a little, - Well, are we rehearsing the text for now? Get up on stage.

- Why? I will read here, and you there. We have about 20 minutes to read it and then go home.

We ran through the text of the words. It didn't seem to turn out bad. Dima really got into the role. He walked around the stage, gesticulated, addressed the audience as if it were full. I even smiled looking at him. There's something about him. Incomprehensible, attractive.

- That’s it, Dima, the rehearsal is over.

- Svetlana Sergeevna, when will the costumes be available?

- Alla Vladimirovna promised tomorrow morning.

- So let's wear suits tomorrow. We need to get used to it.

- I agree. Well, now let's go home. See you tomorrow.

— See you tomorrow,” answered Dima.

At home I talked with my husband. He agreed to celebrate with the children at his mother's. He let me go. Knowing that in our team there are only three elderly men, and the rest are women. I kissed him and went to bed. Something intuition told me that this New Year would be special. In the morning Alla brought me a Snow Maiden costume. The fur coat and hat are blue with white fur trims. White boots, just below the knee. Mittens. Looking further, I was surprised. The package contained white stockings, panties and a bra with blue snowflakes.

- Alla, what is this? - I waved my panties.

- Sveta, be quiet. It all came with the kit. - Alla took the bra and put it on her. - It’s nothing like that, Beautiful. Don't be indignant.

- Alla, I won’t wear this. Yes, these are some kind of sex accessories.

- Sveta, who will see? Get dressed and run to the hall; Dima is already waiting for you.

— I’ll change in the hall. Went.

Dima was already there in the clothes of Santa Claus. Red sheepskin coat, hat, beard and staff. Classic. I went into a separate room to change clothes and freaked out. The fur coat was so short that if you raised your arms up, you could see your thighs above the edges of your stockings. And if I bend over, my panties will light up. Allah came in.

- Well, are you ready?

- Allah, what is this? Look at me. I'm like a prostitute from the panel.

— Yes indeed. A little short. Well, nothing. You don't have to jump and run. Let's go already.

She pulled me onto the stage. Dima looked at me and opened his mouth in surprise.

— Wow!!! I know you're beautiful, but in that suit, you look absolutely stunning. Svetlana Sergeevna, you are a queen, not a Snow Maiden.

- Okay, that’s enough. “Let’s rehearse,” Dima’s words really touched me.

I haven’t received such compliments for a long time. Nice. I almost melted. Alla walked into the hall and sat down in front of the stage. We stayed at the top. Alla spoke the words of the presenter, and we had our own, already memorized, texts. Dima looked at me all the time. Certainly. The fur coat is above mid-thigh. The neckline was such that it barely covered the edge of the bra, but revealed the cleavage very deeply. I blushed under his gaze, like some student, his girlfriend. The rehearsal is over. Dima came up to me, took me by the hands just above the elbows, and looking into my eyes, said:

- Svetlana Sergeevna, you are the most beautiful Snow Maiden in the world. Get used to this outfit.

And lightly kissed me on the cheek. I pulled away from him and looked at Alla. She sat and looked at us with her mouth open. To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. I quickly turned around and ran into the room to change clothes. Then I heard Dima’s voice, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”

Of course. Who could resist? I remembered this kiss from my student for a long time. I liked it. So tender, so romantic. This is “winter-cold”. In the morning I noticed that I was looking forward to our rehearsal. Fuck, but you can’t do that. Even if I want to.

Before the rehearsal, I went to see Alla.

- Let's go to the hall already.

- Sveta, let’s go without me today. I've got a lot of work to do, through the roof. Yes, by the way, the Christmas tree has already been put up on stage. So be careful.

I took the keys and went into the hall. Dima, already dressed as Santa Claus, was waiting for me at the door.

- Hello, Dima.

— Hello, Svetlana Sergeevna.

I gave him the keys to open the door. We went in and Dima locked the lock.

- Why?

- So as not to interfere. Svetlana Sergeevna, I thought it would be beautiful if, when the Christmas tree was lit, Santa Claus and the Snow Maiden danced around the tree.

— Why not? I think this is a good idea.

I entered the room. Undressed. I changed my panties and bra. I put on stockings and boots. I took the cap. Suddenly the door opened and Dima came in. I just stood there, half naked.

- Svetlana Sergeevna. Oh!...Sorry,” and he also froze, looking at me.

I came out of my daze, grabbed my fur coat and covered myself.

- Come out, weren’t you taught to knock? - I got angry.

Dima left. I put on my hat and fur coat and also walked onto the stage. The rehearsal was going well until the Christmas tree was lit up. Dima turned on the music. He came up to me and took my hand in his. He put his other hand around my waist. I put my hand on my shoulder. We began to dance like a waltz. Dima, holding my hand, moved away and spun me around. My fur coat flew up to my waist, completely exposing my legs and panties. Dima, looking at me, kept circling. Again he pressed me close to him and, as if accidentally, put his hand not on my waist but on my butt. I lifted his hand with my hand, but it slid down again. Finally the dance is over. Dima was in no hurry to let me go. And suddenly he put one arm around my back and the other around my butt, pulled me to him and pressed a kiss to my lips. I put my hands on his chest, but I didn’t have the strength to push him away. I tried to turn my face away, but he moved his hand to the back of my head, not allowing me to wriggle out. And then I felt his hand lying on my butt, lifted my fur coat and crawled under my panties. I pulled away from his lips.

- Ah!...No... Dima,,, Don’t, - I moaned breathlessly while he was approaching my hole.

- It is necessary. You want it yourself. Relax.

And he started kissing me again. What a good kisser he is. It blew my mind. I noticed that he was no longer holding my head, but that I was hugging his neck. His hands were in my panties. One caressed my ass, and the second, in front of my pussy. And so he stuck one finger inside me and started moving it there. Mmmmmmmmah. Fuck. I squatted down a little and spread my knees.

— You’re already ready. Turn around.

I don’t know what came over me, but I turned around and bent over. Dima lifted his fur coat and pulled his panties down to his knees. He stroked my ass and spread my legs even wider. He spread his ass with both hands, then spread his lips with his fingers. I just stood with cancer in front of this student. And when he had enough of playing, he began to slowly push his dick through.

- Oh! Yes...-he entered slowly.-Ah!,-a little more, -come on...-and here he is all in me.

I felt so good about him. And Dima didn’t keep me waiting. He started fucking quickly, holding his hips. I rested my hands on my knees. He fucked me sweepingly, as if he were his property, reaching me to the very depths. The fur coat came unbuttoned and my breasts fell out of my bra. They dangled with every thrust.

- Ah..Yes, yes...Ooooommm... Dima, just don’t get your New Year’s outfit dirty, - fuck, a student is fucking me, and I’m thinking about the outfit.

- Turn around, sit down.

I squatted down with my knees wide apart. Dima began to jerk off his dick. And he is beautiful, smooth, his head shines. I put one hand between my legs, and with the other I began to stroke his balls. Dima groaned and began to cum in my mouth. There was a lot of sperm and it scattered all over my face. Shaking the last drops into my mouth, I began to cum. My knees were shaking. Dima sat down and hugged me, supporting my back and butt. Having recovered from the orgasm, we stood up. I was ashamed to look at him. Dima began to knead my chest.

- Oh, Svetlana Sergeevna, how awesome it was.

He ​​walked away and began to look at me. I watched his dick shrink.

— How I dreamed of putting you in doggy style and fucking you like that. I can't believe it. Sveta, you’re even more beautiful naked, your breasts are perfect and your pussy is trimmed. But especially the face, it’s completely fucked up.” And he laughed.

— Are we already familiar? Student.

— Why not? Teacher.- And we both laughed)))

I went into the room. She took napkins and wiped her face and thighs. I took off my Snow Maiden outfit. Dima came in. I automatically covered myself. Dima came up and removed my hands.

— Don’t be shy about me. You have to get used to it, Sveta. Maybe one more time?

I looked down, his dick began to stand up.

- Enough. Already insolent.

I dressed in my usual clothes and folded my outfit. She turned around. Dima also took off his sheepskin coat and beard and stood there jerking his dick.

- Sveta, at least give me a blowjob. I can't stand having you around.

I sat down and kissed the head and began to suck, massaging the balls. Dima removed my bangs from my forehead and looked at me from above. He came in my mouth. I held my dick there. I licked it and swallowed the sperm. I got up.

- Well, let's go, macho fucker. This is necessary, he abused the teacher. - We laughed again and left the hall.

When I came home, I couldn’t sit still. I felt happy and good. I haven't been fucked like this for a long time, maybe never. From time to time I ran my fingers over my pussy, remembering Dima’s dick. Whatever you say, I was happy about it. Having had dinner and lying in bed with my husband, I only now realized what I had done. Yes, I gave myself to the student. Yes, I feel great. Yes. I was satisfied. But won't he tell anyone? There will be no shame. I need to talk to him tomorrow. And I fell asleep, happy.

In the morning, already sitting in the kitchen over a mug of coffee, a message arrived. I opened: “Good morning, Snow Maiden” and a smiley face of an erect dick. I smiled. Dima is an inventor. Not only does it lift your spirits in the morning. In response, I took a photo with my robe open, but in panties. And sent it along with “Good morning.” A message came: “It could have been hotter.” I answered: “Aren’t you forgetting yourself, young man?” The start of the working day went as usual. Dima entered the office after knocking.

- Sveta, let's go rehearsal.

- What kind of urgency is this?

— Yes, I just really want to,” Dima said, smiling and stroking the bump on his pants.

I smiled, understanding what he wanted.

- I’ll be free in a couple of minutes, but in the meantime, go to Alla Vladimirovna and invite her. If she doesn't come, then take the keys to the hall.

Dima left. I finished my business and went to the assembly hall. Dima was already there. I went into the room to change clothes. Dima came in behind me and hugged me from behind with his hands on my chest.

- Dima. No need. I am a teacher and also married.

He ​​kneaded my breasts, “Well, I’m not taking you away from your husband, and the fact that you’re a teacher is even better.”

He ​​turned me towards him and pressed me on my shoulders. I went down. Dima ran his dick over my lips.

— Let’s start the rehearsal,” and he laughed.

I took the penis in my hand and directed it into my mouth. I didn't suck for long. Dima lifted me up, turned me back towards him, and pressed me on my shoulders. And I’m already standing doggy style with my skirt up and my panties down. The student moved his dick over my pussy and abruptly inserted it all the way. I squeaked in surprise. Freeze. He ran his hands over his thighs and ass and began to fuck. Yesterday he was more gentle. But I liked this unceremoniousness. I immediately started moaning in unison with his thrusts.

— Can I get into you?

— Oh... Yes.. You can,” I whispered through moans.

And Dima, like a master, pulled me onto his dick and began to cum. Having finished, he walked around me and stuck his dick in my mouth. I licked it and hid it in my fly with a smile. I started to undress.

- Dima, you understand that this is between us?

- Of course. Unless you want to.

- No, no. It’s no longer between you,” we turned towards the voice.

Alla Vladimirovna stood in the doorway, with her hands folded on her chest. We're fucked. It flashed through my head. Alla did not look at me very kindly.

- Sveta, get dressed already, - I forgot that while I was changing, I was left standing naked, - And you, - she looked at Dima, - come with me.

They went out into the hall. I put on my Snow Maiden outfit and followed her onto the stage. Dima and Alla stood below and Alla was apparently scolding him. Turning to me, Alla extended her hand to me.

- Well, how could you do that? Okay this one. He doesn't have a head, but a head that thinks. Where should I dump the sperm? But you are an adult, smart woman. How so, Sveta?

- Alla, don’t shout. Yelling won't fix anything. Let's talk later. We need to rehearse.

The rehearsal was tense and nerve-racking. At the end we changed clothes and went our separate ways. I went to Alla’s office.

- Is it possible? Allochka, let’s do this, I’ll quickly explain everything to you. You don't ask stupid questions. And we forget everything. You yourself saw how the rehearsal went. We're going to fail like that.

- Okay. I'm listening.

- Alla, did you forget that you ordered the suit? It's too small for me. I saw it myself. Well, tell me, what kind of man can resist such a woman? And especially a young man. And he is experienced. He knows how to turn a woman on, so I couldn’t resist. I only think about him.

- You, who fell in love

- Spit. I'm thinking about his dick. That's where I fell in love. Try it yourself and then you will understand me.

- Sveta, are you now offering me to sleep with a student? -Are you out of your mind?

— Not to sleep, but to fuck. I'm fucking. Try it, I'm sure you'll like it.

- Sveta, go already. You're tired of making a whore out of me.

- Well, okay. I went. Bye.

And already at the door, Alaa said, “you’ll be more careful there next time.” Close the doors.

I went home. I thought about this incident all evening. Well, a student fucked me, but no one knows. Alla, this cunt is getting on my nerves. We still need to put it under Dima. It seems to me that she herself doesn’t mind. So, in thought, I fell asleep.

The “matinee” for the students has arrived. The hall was full. The presenter congratulated everyone on the new coming year and invited the Snow Maiden to the stage. I was greeted very loudly and applauded for a long time. Ни кто не ожидал увидеть меня в таком, откровенном, наряде. Мероприятие прошло успешно. Мы, с Димой, развлекали как могли. Были конкурсы, были подарки. Наша библиотекарша носилась по сцене и всем «мешала». Ведьмочка одним словом. Настроение у всех было просто улёт. Уже в самом конце, к нам с Аллой, подошёл Дима.

— Алла Владимировна, а разрешите нам Новый год отметить с вами, здесь.

— Так, а мы не собирались здесь. Все по домам спешат.

— Но вы же не спешите?

— И кому это вам?

— Я с друзьями. Нам всё равно в общаге скучно будет.

— И сколько вас?

— Нас, всего человек пятнадцать. Ну и четыре девочки с нами.

— Ну а как же стол накрыть? Времени до нового года совсем ни чего не осталось?

— Мы всё берём на себя.

— Ну, что Света, ты согласна?

— Конечно))))

— И меня возьмите, -подошла Валя, наша ведьмочка.

— Ну вот и хорошо. Ждём вас к одиннадцати вечера здесь. Света, дай мне ключи от зала.-Дима протянул руку и улыбался.-И ещё. Света, мы с тобой в костюмах. Будем продолжать.

Вот так. Мы разошлись по домам. Отдохнули. Встретились втроём на крыльце. Поднялись к Алле в кабинет. Я переоделась в снегурочку. Для смелости выпили по рюмке коньяка. Потом по бокалу вина. Я почувствовала лёгкость и ни какого стеснения от своего наряда.И вот мы пошли в зал. Алла была в белых блузке и юбке. Юбка выше колен. Валя оделась в обтягивающий гольфик и так же юбку, чуть короче чем у Аллы. Я была в сапожках на каблуках, а Алла и Валя в туфлях. Одинаковое у нас было только то, что мы одели чулки. Зайдя в зал мы удивились. Несколько столов были сдвинуты возле стены. Там были разные закуски и фрукты. Коньяк и шампанское. Ладно, спиртное хоть и запрещено, но сегодня можно. Середина была освобождена от стульев. Играла музыка. Освещение было от гирлянд. Very beautiful. Ребята сидели за столами. Дима вышел нас встретить, он был в костюме деда мороза, но без бороды, и объявил:

— А вот и наш преподавательский состав, -все захлопали, -и наша, не сравненная снегурочка, Светлана Сергеевна.

Послышались восторженные приветствия. It was very nice. Дима провёл нас к своим местам. Сам сел рядом со мной. Нам налили выпить, под тост за старый год. Дима наклонился ко мне, положил руку мне на бедро.

— Ну, что снегурочка, зажжём?))-Встал и потянул меня в центр зала.

Время подошло к 12-ти, забили куранты, выпили шампанского. Мы, с Димой проводили конкурсы, в перерывах ребята выпивали. Все уже были пьяненькие и раскрепощённые. Начались танцы. Так как женского пола не хватало, нас трое и ещё четыре девочки, мы не просиживали. Ко мне подошли девочки, одна приподняла мою шубку.

— Девчёнки, смотрите, я же говорила, что Света в белых трусах, -нас уже все называли по именам, — Я ещё днём заметила.-Она провела рукой по моим трусикам спереди, -и ткань такая клёвая.

Она оттянула резинку и отпустила с хлопком. Девочки засмеялись. Я вместе с ними смеялась и чувствовала какое-то возбуждение. Подошёл Дима, обнял меня за талию и поцеловал.

— Там и лифчик такой. Света, покажи, -я расстегнула шубку и распахнула.

Вокруг нас начали собираться ребята. Дима отвёл меня в сторону. Расправил свой тулуп. Я увидела его хуй. Оказывается он был голый. Дима прикрывая меня тулупом, второй рукой нагнул за голову к паху.

— Соси, -и я взяла в ротик, мне было уже всё равно видят нас или нет. Музыка закончилась и я услышала Димин голос, — как вы думаете, что снегурочка сейчас делает.

Все засмеялись и хором крикнули, -сосёт хуй.

— Правильно, — и Дима отвёл тулуп так, что было видно как я сосу.

Девочки стояли возле меня и комментировали, как я это делаю. Кто-то начал гладить Диму за яйца. И он кончил мне в ротик. Я облизала хуй и выпрямилась. С улыбкой на лице.

— Пацаны, кто ещё снегурочке в рот дать хочет.

Я краем глаза увидела, что возле стола, Алла уже кому-то сосала, а Валя дрочила одному из мальчиков. Меня опять нагнули и очередной хуй был у меня во рту. Кто-то снял с меня шубку, лифчик и трусики. И тут я почувствовала как кто-то вошёл в меня сзади. Вот так меня и ебали с двух сторон. Кончили мне в ротик и на попу и сразу же их место заняли другие. Краем глаза я увидела, что Алла уже голая стояла в той же позе, что и я. И так же обслуживала двоих. Очередная порция спермы вошла в меня. И опять мои дырочки долго не пустовали. Кончили и эти. Я выпрямилась и так же голая пошла к столу. Мне налили выпить и один из студентов посадил меня к себе на хуй. Ебали меня уже сидя. Посмотрела по сторонам. Аллу ебали на полу. Принесли маты из спортзала. Валя стояла в собачьей позе и принимала двоих. Девочек ебали тоже на полу. Когда все мальчики кончили, мы опять собрались за столом. Девочки и мы уже не одевались. Так и ходили голыми. Потом опять танцы. Проходя мимо меня, кто-то поднял мою ногу и всунул хуй. Поебал, кончил и пошёл дальше. Так нас и ебали до самого утра. Как хотели и когда хотели. Утром мальчики помогли нам одеться и уставших отправили на такси по домам.

Предчувствие меня не обманули. Этот Новый год был особенным. Приехав домой я завалилась спать. Вечером к мужу.