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It's great to wake up not in a boring provincial Russian town, but at a resort in Croatia. In the morning, just by opening your eyes and stretching, behind the open window you don’t see dull high-rise buildings, but a beautiful landscape illuminated by the bright sun. And then you can remember with pleasure that in the next twenty-four hours you're not going to wear anything other than your birthday suit, forgetting even about the panties from the swimsuit. The clear cloudless sky and the bright southern sun promise not only a great morning, but also a gorgeous hot day.
Damn, it won't take long to start envying yourself! Only the third bottle of wine was clearly superfluous yesterday. Or was it just the second one? You shouldn't drink so much if you don't know how to do it... Although my mom and aunt Tatiana were not at all against it, and they themselves consumed stronger alcohol in larger quantities. How my head ached... With a groan, I finally got out of bed, in which a girl with a rare beautiful name Dobroslava, who allowed herself to be called simply Slava, was still sleeping on crumpled sheets, sprawled out.
I didn't have to disturb my friend, because I chose her stomach as a pillow. Of course, she was as naked as I was. Of the "clothes" we had, there was only a pendant around Slava's neck. The watch on my hand showed the beginning of the eleventh. Her younger brother, a seventeen-year-old boy who had a Slavic name as long and beautiful as his sister. Svyatoslav, that is to say, Slava Jr. Two Glories for one me. This guy and our moms were nowhere to be seen. I left the room, and it was only at that moment that my head, which was almost splitting in two, realized that the body was in the house that my mom and I rented.
I definitely didn't spend the night at aunt Tatiana's, as I first thought. In her spacious house, we only talked and celebrated our acquaintance. This meant that the bathroom was not where I originally went, so I had to slightly adjust the route. Fortunately, my mom, as far as I remembered, provided us with Slava, along with the house that my mom and I had rented. Mom along with Slava Jr. stayed with aunt Tatiana, so there should be no witnesses to my funny morning wanderings. This made me very happy.
In the mirror, I saw a dishevelled and rumpled girl, covered with traces of hickeys. Slava, at the age of nineteen- according to her- who had already managed to break up with two girls, turned out to be a very skilful lover, and yesterday she acted very diligently in this regard. My pink-dyed hair looked more like an exotic crow's nest than a hairstyle. I hadn’t looked at her since this morning, but I guess Slava didn't look any better. Standing under the cool jets of the shower, I gradually tried to remember what happened last night, but the memories were not particularly clear.
It seems that the three of us, me, brother and sister, masturbated together in front of each other right on the lawn at aunt Tatiana's house, and then we also came repeatedly. I perfectly remembered my request to my mom as a gift for my eighteenth birthday to allow me to walk naked here at the resort, and the unexpectedly easy permission I received. I didn't need any other gifts, although I took a lot of cool photos on a brand-new smartphone, and my father gave me amazing gold earrings as a gift, which I immediately put on and still haven't taken off.
Just thinking about it made me feel a wave of excitement again and, leaning back against the cold tile in the shower, I directed a stream of water first to my stomach and then to my clitoris. The water was beating on my body, which was trembling not from the cold, but from the anticipation of pleasure... And before my eyes were the Croatian streets, along which I walked with my mom in my birthday suit, and hundreds, maybe thousands of eyes of locals and other tourists looked at me. Most of all, I regretted then that there were no people among them who could know me or had seen me at least once before.
Alas, there was no one who could compare me- on my first day in this wonderful place, dressed in a defiantly bold, but still bikini- with that brave, completely naked girl who proudly walked barefoot through the Croatian streets. Then I came on the middle of the street, even without hands, and even then it didn't take much effort... It was enough just to remember my acquaintance with Dobroslava. This girl was a real old Russian beauty to match her unusual name, only she did not braid her luxurious blonde hair.
Oh, that flirtatious look of her deep blue eyes, in which I drowned like in real lakes! My God, what a delightful chiseled figure she had, slender as a birch tree, which could be admired endlessly! I wanted to hold on to some places so much that one day, when we were talking, lying naked on the lawn, I still couldn't resist and unexpectedly, even for me, found my palm on her elastic buttock. Noticing this, she only laughed. How ashamed I was when those blue, slightly sad eyes looked straight into my soul with mischievous sparks while my palm was on this girl's ass!
I had to urgently lie about some stupid midge that I wanted to brush away from her, and the girl laughed loudly and understandingly. She said there was another midge stuck in her hair... So light and soft to the touch. Needless to say, I asked her to see if any insect got into my hair, but she found it on my buttock? When aunt Tatiana introduced me to her son who had returned from the water park, her daughter and I had already discussed topics that I had not talked about with any friend yet.
Slava and I became very close in a surprisingly short time. It's not strange, because I've never swum naked in a home pool with anyone before. I didn't smear sun cream on someone's trustfully exposed absolute naked body… And I didn't let anyone before her smear this cream on me. Of course, I haven't discussed with anyone what techniques are better to use when you want to come unbearably, and you're completely naked and there are a lot of people around who are unlikely to treat this with understanding...
Truly, still waters run deep. No one before meeting a girl named Slava offered me, even if covered with an embarrassed yet sweet blush, just to take and start masturbating together. And even more so, until yesterday, I had never cum face to face with someone I had known for only a couple of hours at that moment. Especially under the approving gaze of my mom, even if she is at the other end of the home garden. Mom, with whose permission to walk naked not only on the beach, but also through the streets of this crazy city, this Croatian madness began, which seemed to me a banal dream.
The appearance of her brother initially cooled down our hot heads with Slava. Only until their mom noticed excitement, which is very noticeable in young naked guys. She almost ordered the three of us to relax without being embarrassed by each other. I have no idea how a girl named Slava reacted to this, but it was then that my head started spinning. Although there were no more than three glasses of wine inside me at that moment. However, our moms quickly corrected this, and even the boy Slava, the youngest of us, who was eighteen years old in almost nine months, was allowed to drink a little wine.
After that, we split into two companies according to age. Mom and Aunt Tatiana went into the house, but they left the lawn and the pool for us... and a couple of bottles of wine. We played ball, swam in the pool and, of course, drank wine. Only alcohol can explain why, after two hours of such entertainment, the boy, stammering and blushing, said that he always wanted to see two girls kissing. Not in videos from the Internet, but for real. The excited brat didn't consider that one of them was his own older sister, or maybe that's why he had such an idea.
For some reason, the sister herself, who had already shown him a couple of orgasms, was not confused by this idea either, although she did not immediately rush to arrange a show. We exchanged glances, and I didn't mind either. A compromise was found in the form of a game of cards. We were all naked anyway, of course, and no-one wanted to get dressed, so the boy was immediately told that about the sanctity of gambling debt. If he beat each of us, say, three times at a time, then we would, so be it, satisfy any of his desires. Everyone agreed that it would be fair.
I have no idea if the arrogant guy got drunk less than us, or if he was simply a born cheat. His luck was as if Fate itself was on his side. He, like us, had nowhere to hide the cards, so it really was his lucky day... After half an hour, the sun began to set, and the required number of victories was achieved. Of course, we did not remain in debt, beating him a couple of times and making him fulfill a couple of our desires, related to his erect dick, the head of which he constantly kept open.
I don't know what Slava Sr. expected to see when she asked her brother to masturbate by standing upside down at the nearest tree, and then climbing its neighbor. The spectacle turned out to be funny, but fast. He almost fell off the branch, and both times he came in just a few minutes. His sperm splashed. Even if it was funny, I quickly got bored with the sight. Male masturbation is definitely not the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life. Maybe that's why I didn't save Slava and me in the last round, although I could have.
I let the guy win and was the first to pull my friend to me, placing my palms on her waist. She hugged me possessively around the neck, so I can't even tell which of us took the initiative when our tongues met. We were both already so drunk that we not only don't mind it, but also very passionately wanted to. We must have been a very original sight: wet with sweat, covered with blush from wine, heat and excitement... The picture is clearly not for the cover of a magazine.
At first, we just kissed, not wanting to let each other go. For the first time not only this evening, but also during these crazy Croatian vacations. It went on until we both stopped breathing. Feeling the touch of Slava's protruding nipples on my nipples, I watched her brother out of the corner of my eye. The delighted boy froze with his hand on his dick, moving it as slowly as possible. I don't know how much of his sperm spilled on the lawn when I stopped paying attention to him.
When our moms invited us to dinner, they were also completely naked, Slava and I were already busy eating each other's pussies- in the classic "sixty-nine" pose, so they were not immediately heard. Our moms showed extraordinary delicacy when they saw what we were doing and did not scold us or ask obvious questions. The guy was already snoring drunkenly, lying by a tree and clutching his dick in his fist. The moms ordered not to wake him up, but to move him to bed so as not to leave him on the grass. While we were putting him on our shoulders, the only guy in the ladies’ company was muttering incoherently through his sleep. Fortunately, he wasn't too heavy for the two of us, because he didn't move his legs very willingly.
That's how last night started. Putting the shower aside, I just leaned against the wall and began caressing my clitoris, remembering further events. When Slava Jr. as a little boy was sent to bed early in the evening, our moms sent Slava Sr. and me to the house that my mom and I rented. They themselves stayed at Aunt Tatiana's house. We promised not to go anywhere along the way, and that we would not go to the sea until we sobered up. Not only did we both easily make such a promise, but we were really going to keep it.
There was no question of any walks, even if someone wanted to. Slava and I had a few more drinks at dinner, and we couldn't wait to retire to continue what our moms didn't let us finish. They looked at each other understandingly and decided not to bother us, for which we were both grateful to them. I don't know how many people saw us along the way, I somehow didn't remember the way. When we got to our house, it seems that the first thing we did was plunge into the pool, because even a ten-minute walk down the street required a refreshing dip in the water.
I remembered the rest quite vaguely. At first there were a lot of kisses... Slava caressed my breasts, then I pinched her nipples. At some point, her pubis was in front of my face, and I ran my tongue over the crack between her labia. I can't say exactly what time we got to bed and decided to sleep. By what miracle did we get to bed at all, and not lay down on the lawn in the yard. Most likely, it was already well after midnight, and by that time each of us had cum three times.
Grabbed and kissed boobs. Tongues and fingers had been in our vaginas many times, as well as a dildo from the secret drawer of my bedside table. From the mere memory of this, I came on the floor and, with an effort of will, doused myself with ice water from the shower, finally forcing the body to wake up. I cheered up, but I was still shaking, as if what happened yesterday had just happened to me. Nevertheless, I was still able to finish bathing and return to the bedroom, where Slava was still peacefully snoring in her sleep, turning over on her stomach and spreading her legs, so that I could get a good look at her crotch and anus.
It turned out to be the hardest thing not to succumb to the desire to walk over them with my tongue or at least with my fingers again. Leaning my shoulder against the doorjamb, I looked at a girl as disheveled as myself, but also as beautiful. With her, I felt something that I didn't have with any of the guys. It was a desire to know that she was next to me, I wanted to feel her hands on me again, and her breath on my face, to hear her whisper in my ear.
In gratitude, I would bury my fingers in her gorgeous hair. I would caress her vagina with my tongue until she came right into my mouth, loudly shouting my name. It's amazing how many emotions spontaneous drunken sex with an almost unknown girl could give. But I didn't regret what happened yesterday and I knew that Slava didn't regret anything either. I was wondering what crazy ideas my mom would have today and hoped that neither me nor my girlfriend would need to dress up for this, including in a swimsuit or panties.
I was ready to go anywhere with the best girl in the world in my birthday suit, even to an appointment with any world president, if that was necessary for some reason now. The main thing is not only to remain naked personally, but also to be able to see the same naked Slava. Once upon a time, I could only dream of being naked on the beach, not only above the waist, but also below. What can I say about visiting public places! And even in the presence of my mom! In the company of an amazing girl, whom we met less than a day ago, but have already spent such a wonderful night together! What would be more wonderful during the day?