In the train compartment

Olya, standing on the platform of the Moscow railway station at Cherkizovskaya, was happy... She had been accepted into Moscow State University for journalism, something she had dreamed of and prepared for since the 9th grade..

— Mommy is probably even happier than I am — she thought, calling her right after hearing the news of her acceptance — my sweet Mama — this is her victory too..

Olya was slender, at 164 cm tall, her weight was 59 kg.. She had a bit of a tummy and a rounded bottom, but outwardly, with her large brown eyes and hair of the same color falling to her shoulders, she looked charming and always attracted attention..

And her full-faced smile with a large lower

lip was lovely to the point of being sexy and could send shivers with certain fantasies..

They had lived together with her Mom in St. Petersburg for all of Olya's eighteen-year life. The train arrived, it seemed you could even set your watch by it. Olya was also pleased that she got a lower bunk, though she had to take a compartment.. One thought tormented her: she hoped she wouldn't end up with some old folks who got tickets for the upper bunk and, as much as she wouldn't want to, out of respect she would have to offer to switch.. That's upbringing, culture, and that's how it should always be.

. There were three of them in the compartment, two more, young men around 30, who, as soon as the train started moving... Decided to have a snack.. They were as open and sociable as could be..

They came in and immediately:

— Olenka, you're with us and refusal is not accepted — Vanya smiled and was pleased with himself as never before..

— We don't have wine, but a little whiskey for getting acquainted — that's sacred — continued Sergey.

. And we drank a little each.. We talked and talked, Olya about herself, about getting into university and about home, where she was going.. They were on a business trip for their company to the St. Petersburg port..

Vanya was super at telling jokes, everyone laughed and had fun… And meanwhile, they periodically sipped whiskey.. Without rushing, with solemn toasts.. They drank to Olya's admission and just to love, to the one woman in their team and to the female sex in general.. To a chance acquaintance and her beautiful eyes and gradually, little by little, the men literally began to shower her with compliments and it must be said they weren't lying and were sincere.. They drank to her captivating smile and to her sexuality in general.. But with all the lightness and assertiveness, no one was rude or said anything vulgar.. Everything was pleasant for Olya, cultured and attracted her still young, pure soul striving for freedom and adulthood, after all she was already 18 and a young adult woman with her own thoughts and desires…

It was already past midnight, and they were quieter now, so as not to disturb the neighbors, and all quite tipsy, they talked and talked..

— Guys, my dears — I'm going to rest, I'm a bit tired, and the whiskey is really making me sleepy — Sergey suddenly declared and immediately climbed to the upper bunk

— Honestly, me too — hinted Olya — I'd also lie down, I'll go change.. — and taking her pajamas, she left the compartment.

And returning about ten minutes later, she heard the snoring of the sleeping Sergey from above and the even breathing of Ivan lying with his back to the aisle.. She quietly closed the door and just as silently lay down on her bunk, on her back, and closing her eyes tried to fall asleep, feeling the lightness of lying down..

But thoughts swirled and gave her no peace, there had been many events and news and all good.. And the fellow travelers were very pleasant, kind and sociable, so she was lucky there.. She lay there trying to fall asleep, quietly tossing and turning, continuing to talk to herself, mentally, as she often did… And suddenly she heard rapid, deep breathing and what seemed like periodic moans, Olya opened her eyes and lying on her side facing the aisle and Ivan lying opposite. And she immediately saw.. quickly closing them and pretending to be asleep…

Ivan was lying with the sheet thrown back, with his underwear pulled down, and was holding his large penis in his fist, periodically massaging it, moving his hand up and down, while he watched intently, not looking away..

— Mommy, what did I see, I hope he doesn't realize I'm not asleep and doesn't realize this..- thoughts swirled in her head — he's bringing himself to the point of coming, apparently he really can't help it. .Mommy, I hope he doesn't see me — and she continued to lie there

. Olya was not a little girl, she had already had an experience in school, she liked older boys — so she had become friends back in the 8th grade. He was much older, already in the 11th grade, was tall, handsome, athletic.. True, a consistent C-student, but strong and all the schoolkids respected him, she, Olga, walked proudly through the class, the school because of him, after all he had offered her friendship and even sometimes helped carry her schoolbag.. So they were friends, they did kiss sometimes, but there was never even a hint of anything more until.. Until he finished school and they decided to move. He invited her over, his parents weren't home.. They drank a little wine, Olya was trying it for the first time and he suggested trying it, and she herself wanted to mentally — so they tried..

He laid her down, stupidly not really understanding himself, entered her with difficulty, poked around a bit and as if came.. Olga felt no pain, no pleasure and didn't understand what was so great about all this.. They got the whole sheet dirty, had to throw it away when he went to see her off, and the next day they said goodbye. She never understood what it was and why everyone gets so happy, wants to repeat it, enjoys it.. And she wanted it, mentally and quietly looking on the internet..

There was another incident, already after the 10th grade, right at its end.. Olya was returning from school and in front of the entrance door to the building she saw a neighbor. He, Oleg, was so drunk he could barely stand, she offered to help him get home.. He was a guy about 28-30, not tall but well-built with a mustache and beautiful curly hair. She literally dragged him on her back first to the elevator, then propping him up against his door, searched for his keys for a long time, dragged him into the apartment and laid him on the sofa..

After washing her hands and returning, she saw how Oleg was forcing himself to take off his clothes, with effort, almost tearing them off himself and lamenting:

— Len, well help me.. Lenka.. L e n k a a a a- he almost shouted, looking at Olya, thinking it was his girlfriend — come here, Lenka come here.. Well help me finally..- and reached out his hands to her.

Olya approached and began helping to settle him. Oleg wouldn't calm down, continuing to tear off his clothes and only after being completely naked.. Without anything.. He calmed down and first fell on his side, dozing a bit, then got up again and shouted:

— Lenka, come here, Len — and reached out his hand again — come to me.. Yeah, I overdid it today.. Lenok, do it like you know how and I'll sleep.. Agreed?! And with effort he pulled me, my face towards his penis

— A little blowjob from my beloved — he laughed and fell back on his back, continuing to hold Olya's head tightly… In front of her face stood a rather large shaft, like a stick, it wouldn't bend.. She looked, admired, after all it was the first time she saw one so close, and took it in her mouth, as she had seen on the internet.. She licked the head and before she could take it into her mouth a few times, he shot and again and again and so much that it covered all of her, her face, and chest, and hands.. . She quickly jumped up, while he was moaning and groaning in oblivion and hadn't yet come to his senses, ran into the bathroom, washed up, dried off and dashed home faster.. As if nothing had happened and not with her…

Since then, there had been nothing more like that, although she wanted it, and all that was only in thoughts and fantasies..

So she lay on her side, afraid to even move, with closed eyes, as if asleep. And her own thoughts kept swirling:

— And Ivan's seems really big, I wish I could try — and she mentally blushed with shame from these thoughts and continued thinking — only to try properly, without rushing… And still, I wonder, has he already brought himself to the point, came.. Or is he still tormenting himself.. How I want to look, how I want to and Olya involuntarily opened her eyes and their gazes met. She immediately closed them, but realized it was too late and he had seen and knew she wasn't asleep and hadn't been sleeping, she opened her eyes again..

— Will you help? — Ivan whispered barely audibly, not taking his eyes off her. Olya silently got up, herself surprised that some force was doing it, as if someone was leading her..

She stood up and immediately knelt down before him, all in silence and lowering her face to him, gently took the head into her mouth and just as gently licked and sucked, took it deeper, again licked the shaft and did everything lovingly, as she had read and learned from the internet…

— I like this — she suddenly thought — and I also want to do it so that he, Vanya, feels good and he really, really likes it..

And Olya sucked with pleasure now and with only one desire to give him pleasure..

Ivan gently stroked her head, pressing her to him periodically and quietly said:

Olenka, how sweet you are.. Olya, you're a darling, God, what pleasure..

And at that moment, this quiet voice of Ivan is interrupted by a loud:

Did I miss something? — it was Sergey waking up and surprised by what he saw, already climbing down from above — wow, you guys are something.. Making arrangements quietly without me.. Maybe include me in your company..

And he started smiling and was already offering his penis to Olya's mouth, who was still sucking Ivan's..

— Ol, forgive the impudent one — said Ivan — you don't mind if we try the three of us…

And Olya was already silently taking Sergey's penis and trying to play with it, then Ivan's and so on in turn, swallowing, licking and doing the same with the second one..

Then Vanya sat on the bunk and sat Olya on top, who leaned forward towards Sergey, taking his in her mouth, and he, like Ivan, was thrusting into her, only into her pussy.. Sergey was the first to pull back and tried to come as much as possible into her mouth, exclaiming:

— Olya, Olya, open your mouth wider — and came already deep inside.. And then Vanya, also cried out and asked for the same and again she took everything, every drop… As the most delicious and pleasant thing..

Then the guys thanked her, and upon learning it was her first time, they were happy and said:

— You're a darling, Olya! You're a sweet darling!!!

They got off before reaching St. Petersburg, gently hugging her in turn and kissing her, as if she were their own.. Close and dear..