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[Christmas_Christmas]

I literally had a conversation with a friend today and he asked me, “Do I like returning to my hometown?” I answered him that I didn’t really like it... Not because I’m now a “metropolitan” type, because after graduating from college, I got married and stayed with my husband...

No, not because of this. Your hometown... although why a town... There are 74 schools in my city alone... But this is not what we’re talking about now, especially since I love my city very much. This is the city in which I spent my entire childhood and with which the warmest, “homely” feelings are associated memories about my life...
And I don’t like to come back here, precisely because of the memories... because of the people who can easily tell me about these “ memories” to remind, and at the most unexpected moments, and most importantly in the most direct way... This is why I don’t like to come back here, especially with my husband)))). Damn, I got distracted...

And I wanted to tell you about the “games” that we played with my friends... But I think that it’s worth starting not even with the games, but with the very place where we could get together without incident play. In previous “Stories” I have already told you something, and you may get the impression that everything was very “easy” for me…. If you wanted to, you could go either to me or to one of your friends’ houses... Unfortunately, no. For some reason, each of us always had one of the adults at home.. Parents, or grandparents, or older sister or brother...
So choosing a good place to play was very important for us. Although, in the spring, in May, or in the summer, even in the fall, say in September, as long as it was warm, there were no problems with the place. The main thing is that there are no strangers around and play, damn it, as much as you want... What? I even smiled now... Damn, we played so many games... Moreover, there was no preliminary “plan” or schedule for our games... Everything could have started spontaneously, as they say out of the blue...
For example, when we were walking in a city park, my friends very often “treated me to ice cream.” I won’t say that this was our tradition, but they “fed” me very often and I myself was to blame for this..

Once it turned out that after buying ice cream, we sat on a bench in the park…. Well, we started eating... It depends... I loved to bite ice cream, even now this is how I eat it... so literally in a minute, it turned out that I ate my portion... But my friends licked it... literally... Svetka was especially funny. She always chatted about everything when she was doing something... well, eating ice cream was no exception... So the process itself lasted for ten minutes... and considering that it was hot outside, and the ice cream began to melt....
nDamn... I do not know why. Nobody forced me, didn’t even ask me to do this, but when her ice cream started dripping on her legs…. And not only on the hips and knees, but below... On her calves... droplets of ice cream flowed down her legs, dripped onto her feet... So... I myself, without any request.... She bent down and started licking this ice cream from her feet...
It was very fun and very tasty.. It was fun for the three of us, but it was delicious for me.. because Tanya immediately joined the game and also began to feed me from her feet...

The first such incident happened spontaneously, and only then, my girlfriends always fed me this way on any suitable occasion.. Moreover, there was no sex, as such, or any humiliation there... They simply brought They dripped their portions to a half-melted state on their feet, only this time “with precision”…. well, I licked it all up...
No, of course I was excited at the same time.. but not as much as in other “games”.. I can’t accurately describe my state in words, but I really liked this game... No feeling I didn’t have any disgust or any other negative emotions... I licked the ice cream off their fingers, and it was very tasty...

We also often tickled each other, or rather they me. But this game was no longer so harmless... At first we played like this only when we were alone at one of our houses... but then... especially in the summer, my friends often tickled me right on the bench, in the gazebo, near the outer entrance in one of our three houses yard... We often gathered there, because that “corner” of the yard was impassable, and there were simply no strangers passing through our yard. And secondly, mostly only elderly people lived in that entrance and their bench was always empty by 10 o’clock at night, because they went to their apartments to sleep, but we, on the contrary, moved to their bench....
Although sometimes there could be other girls next to our trio... often Tanya’s classmates would come to see her and one of them would always stay late with us...

So... it all started as if as a joke ... my friends started touching me, naturally, I fought back as best I could, and they started “touching” more persistently, tickling…. And they almost brought me to convulsions... it’s real... I laughed so much from their tickling... I felt so pleasant and good... that after a while, I simply began to run out of air, or even get hiccups. Real hiccups from laughter... And sometimes I couldn’t stop it for a very long time, even Svetkin’s counting rhyme didn’t help.
As I remember now, “Hiccups, hiccups, go to Sizot. From Sizot to Yakov, and from Yakov to everyone”...
I kept repeating this rhyme, but the hiccups, of course, didn’t go away. Moreover, the girlfriends began to laugh even more, their laughter was transmitted to me and I, having already calmed down, began to hiccup loudly again...

Damn.. I didn’t want to talk about hiccups... In short, with such games in tickling, when I was tickled by two and sometimes three pairs of girls’ hands, I simply could not resist.. and after some time I found myself completely naked in front of them…. That’s literally it. Just in the process of “playing” to the sound of friendly laughter, they pulled off all my clothes, stripping me naked. Of course, I resisted... but while I was there trying to keep my shorts and panties on, my girlfriends were pulling off my blouse... and when I stopped protecting my “bottom” and grabbed my blouse, they managed to pull off my shorts and panties, well then there was no point in protecting my blouse...

As soon as I found myself naked, the game stopped for a while. We just sat on the bench and tried to catch our breath... only they were all dressed, and I was... damn... naked... but as soon as I “twitched” in an attempt to get dressed, my friends pounced on me again and started tickling me again... Naturally, I immediately “gave in” and they stopped…. We took a breath again for a while. Then I twitched again and...
In short, in the end, I was offered a choice - “Hands or tickling”... That is. my friends wouldn’t let me get dressed and either started tickling me again... or simply tied my hands so that I wouldn’t rock the boat...
I naturally chose “Hands”, and they tied them right away, and always behind my back... After this, they no longer tickled me, but simply pawed me, especially if there were only three of us, and they always brought me to orgasm)))). Yes, in principle, and when there was a “stranger” girl next to us, I was also groped, but not directly, but damn it, “in a detour”….
For example, Tanya or Svetka could start a conversation about a tattoo, for example.. where they would like to get it for themselves, but “where they would like”, they showed it on me, of course, and not on themselves... In short, where did they look at those tattoos on me, or look for them... On the arms and legs, on the chest, on the stomach, pubic area, and of course on the pussy....

Speaking of pussy.... Somehow Tanya got a razor... a woman’s one, I don’t remember what kind... "Vest" probably... I just remember it was pink... But it doesn’t matter... The razor was her older sister’s... But the cassette is new... and so Tanya wanted to show we want our own “chic”, and “make it beautiful between your legs”…. She just started training on me for some reason... Damn... It was funny... you should have seen her face, with what a serious expression on her face she shaved me there... It was funny to me for some reason... and Tanya kept asking me not to twitch, so that there You can’t hurt me…..
In the end I ended up shaved…. Well, Tanya...
Damn.. I’m sad to remember her.. both warm and sad... how stupidly she left ((((...I won’t talk about her further...

nWhy did I remember about this... because the appearance of my pussy has changed a lot... and for the better... Looking ahead, I’ll say that my parents found out that I had done a “skinhead hairstyle” between my legs... I won’t say how they punished me... and what I said in my defense... who the hell needs this...
The main thing is that in such a random way, the attitude towards my pussy among my girlfriends has changed a lot. I won’t speak for Tanya, who already loved me, all of me. , but even Svetka now began to always try me between my legs with her tongue... She also joked that she wanted to check how smooth everything was there.. In short, she checked. Well, I enjoyed it....

Damn what I want to say is that I suffered from Tanya’s shaving, or mine, not only that my mother scolded me very much and said “do I know who shaves themselves between their legs and what such women are called”…. The troubles were elsewhere... Rumors spread about me... while between the girls and among the “chosen ones”... It’s just one thing when you’re sitting naked, albeit tied up, and talking to your friends about life, and it’s completely different when you’re completely shaved between your legs....
But I won’t talk about the “consequences” now, but about I won’t even start games with boys, at least in this Story....

We also often played cards for wishes... Don’t smile, I didn’t need to bark while working off a loss... Although , sometimes I won. But very rarely. Girls always played against me... Soon another girl, Ira, will join our company, but I’ll tell you about her another time... So, I lost myself both entirely and, damn it, in parts... You ask how can you lose yourself in parts? Just imagine! And I don’t know what’s better, in parts or completely.
When I played out all of myself, I always completely undressed, and my girlfriends began... I apologize for the word, they began to “fuck” me... That’s exactly how they expressed themselves... But not literally .. do not worry…. I wasn’t some kind of complete loser... Although who the hell am I trying to deceive... finished and with my whole damn head beaten off... Okay....

So, I played myself out, completely undressed and my girlfriends, putting me in one position or another, simply imitated sexual intercourse with me!... At the same time, they could not even undress…. For example, Tanya always lay on top of me, and moving her pelvis... showed how she me.... Fuck...
Svetka always put me “on my paws”... well, on all fours... and sitting behind me... “fucked” me like that... Of course, they “gave” it to my mouth in this way…. And the two of them immediately “fucked”... Well, not literally... No foreign objects were thrust into me. No one even put their fingers in me... well, maybe in my mouth... The main thing is that I had to moan loudly, showing how excited I was and how much I liked everything... in short, everything was very fun...
But if I was losing myself in parts... let’s say Tanya won my legs, Svetka’s arms... chest and butt.. let’s say Ira, they could easily have demanded that my legs be in this position, and that my hands be held exactly like that... and so on... and any girlfriend could “undress” the “part” she won from me....

I also want to remember the first time I watched hentai... at Svetka’s house. There was Svetka herself, Tanya, Ira, and of course me... You will say, so what, none of you have seen hentai...
I won’t argue with anyone, I’ll just clarify that I watched it for the first time then... I don’t remember the name.. I remember briefly the plot.. about a school, how a girl is raped and put down by the whole class, and then she becomes a slave of the whole school... What was not in that cartoon... humiliation, and coercion and BDSM.... Well, damn it’s a whole hodgepodge of things... But it amazed me so much... You won’t believe it.. To say that I was impressed is to say nothing...

Now that hentai is crazy to me... but then... For example, I was so struck by the scene when her friends take the heroine out in a collar and on a leash... they take her out like a dog and she behaves just like a dog.. eats from their hands.. laps up water from a bowl and.. damn she pees like a dog.. raising her leg...
I had never seen anything like this then and didn’t even imagine that a girl could be forced to do such things.... To be honest.. I wanted to dedicate a whole separate Story to watching this cartoon... Especially how later we played such a hentai, but for real...

Just, in one of the topics, literally yesterday, I was just joking about something like that... and I immediately got a “response”... The man again switched to personal insults... he started writing in a general topic that “smelled like a dog”... Of course I smelled it... and that I am a lover of “piss”... Well…. Almost immediately, he deleted his posts. But I managed to respond to his remark, copying a small part of his answer addressed to me...

And although I promised myself not to be offended by such people anymore, there will be no details... at least in this History. I understand that not everyone likes my story... And damn it, I don’t know why I’m telling it to you... But if you think that it’s very damn easy to tell, especially such intimate details... then try it yourself... I’m sure that many will do even better)))).

In short.. I won’t talk about sad things... I’ll just say that before watching the cartoon, the girls ordered me to undress. They said that you need to watch cartoons naked... I was also “surprised” by them that damn they watch cartoons naked?... Although.. it’s important to undress, otherwise they saw me naked...
So.. that day I didn’t undress much, after some time Svetka tied my hands behind my back, and I.... Damn, I was rubbing my pussy on the “ottoman” that the girls put on my chair, and I just sat on it so that this pillow was between my legs... I understood how pathetic I was in front of them, that I was masturbating in front of everyone, just moving my pelvis.. my hands were tied... But I didn’t care... I even moaned from excitement, and the Orgasm was such that I even “passed out” for a few seconds....
Something like this....

[Christmas_Christmas]

damn... why did "pencil" disappear from the chat menu((((I wanted to change something,,,, not even something... ok damn(((...

[Stopkin]

This means you don’t need a pencil, everything is written very well the first time.

[Christmas_Christmas]

thank you for your feedback...
but I wanted to remove something from History... now I can’t, the "pencil" icon has disappeared... and now the "X" icon has disappeared... I I can’t delete History(((not in general, but to rewrite something...

[Barsuk70]

Natali_Natali,
Hi, Natasha! I read all your stories, from the first to this one. You write beautifully, it’s pleasant and easy to read. What can I hide, your stories always excite me. I’m looking forward to the next one. Thank you and kiss you. You have a talent as a writer.

[Christmas_Christmas]

I read all your stories, from the first to this one. You write beautifully, pleasantly and easily

Thank you very much for your feedback)))...
I tried)))...

[Barsuk70]

Thank you very much for your feedback)))...
I tried))).

[Xenophon]

Natali_Natali, what a pleasure you get from reading when the author writes not only very well, but also completely sincere. You really have talent. I’m already looking forward to the next story.
Icons disappear over time. You are given, in my opinion, 10-15 minutes to correct or delete the message. Then that’s it.
Thank you! You are wonderful!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, what pleasure do you get from reading , when the author writes not only very well, but also completely sincerely. You really have talent. I’m already looking forward to the next story.
Icons disappear over time. You are given, in my opinion, 10-15 minutes to correct or delete the message. Then that’s it.
Thank you! You are wonderful!

Thank you for your feedback.... I am pleased... and yes, I wrote sincerely... I tried anyway.. .. although all this is "fantasy"))))

and the fact that "icons" disappear... I already understood... I just wanted to remove some things, and others add... but damn... how did it happen

[Dinozzz]

Thank you, you are smart!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Thank you, you’re smart!

Thank you for reading...and I’m glad you liked it...

[ScromnayaLady]

then they managed to pull off my shorts and panties, and then there was no point in protecting my blouse...

:) smiled.
Cool Story. I liked

[Christmas_Christmas]

Cool History. I liked it

thanks for the review

[Denchik42]

Thank you, please write completely openly

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, don’t worry, everything turned out great great story, so detailed, a pleasure to read

[Christmas_Christmas]

Thank you, please write

thanks for your feedback

excellent story, so detailed it’s a pleasure to read

thank you... glad you liked it...

[Alisa A]

Just a great story. What I wanted to talk about but was embarrassed. This is me talking about myself.

[Christmas_Christmas]

Just a super story. What I wanted to talk about but was embarrassed. This is me talking about myself.

thanks for the feedback...

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and why are you shy?.... unless it’s a secret of course....

[Christmas_Christmas]

although I’m also shy and how)))...

[Alisa A]

Your stories are just interesting to read. But it’s impossible to describe yours so beautifully. Although there is something to remember.

[Fargal94]

although I’m also shy and how)))...

Once again I was pleasantly surprised. You are adorable and cute! With great patience I wait for the continuation of your warm and sincere stories

[Christmas_Christmas]

It’s just interesting to read your stories. But it’s impossible to describe yours so beautifully. Although there is something to remember.

thank you...
but I don’t do anything so "special"...I just remember and everything... it just turns out like this...

[Fargal94]

It’s just interesting to read your stories. But it’s impossible to describe yours so beautifully. Although there is something to remember.

Hard trouble is the beginning! Try to write, and then you will understand!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Once again I was pleasantly surprised.

thanks for the review... I’m glad you liked it

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It’s just interesting to read your stories. But it’s impossible to describe yours so beautifully. Although there is something to remember.

Hard trouble is the beginning! Try to write, and then you’ll understand!

damn... I wanted to write one remark, but I’ve already started to "say goodbye to the old year"... .
okay... I just .. thought.. that it would be better to tell it not personally from myself... but from a "third person"....
I’ll have to try this... . replace the words "I... me... me"... with "she and her")))
and it turns out to be a completely different movie.."I am not me .... and the house is not mine.... again, there will be less "transition to personality"...

[Eustace]

Natali_Natali, are your tits beautiful?

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, and your tits are beautiful ?

damn.... I don’t even know what to say..... such a sharp transition.. .. my husband likes my boobs... and not only my husband...
but what do boobs have to do with it anyway.... although..

For boobs to my homeland sell,
Billions are ready,
Conquer seas and mountains,
Play backgammon on the roof.

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and here.. more about boobs..

Face and ass, good,
But something is missing,
Of course boobs, what else?
They always decide.

[Eustace]

They always decide.

boobs decide everything, regardless of the transition

[Christmas_Christmas]

They always decide.

boobs decide everything, regardless of the transition

then especially for you...

Big, small, don’t care,
But the main thing is that they are,
Cuddle them, squeeze them,
What is better in this world

[Eustace]

Big, small, don’t care,
But the main thing is that they are,
Cuddle them, squeeze them,
What’s better in this world

aaaaaaaa , cool!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Big, small, don’t care,
But the main thing is that they are,
Cuddle them, squeeze them,
What’s better in this world

aaaaaaaa , cool!

damn....all for you...

[Eustace]

damn....all for your sake...

never doubted it :smile77 :

[Christmas_Christmas]

never doubted

damn.. . It finally dawned on me where people get all sorts of emoticons)))... Just now I noticed that under them there are "More emoticons".... damn funny..

[Denach]

AlisaA, don’t be shy to write! Here everyone is happy to hear something so interesting, even if it turns out not as good as Natali_Natali, . So don’t be shy, write, we’re waiting!)

[Canis91]

Natali_Natali,
Natali, you are awesome write.
I remembered my youth, it’s about pussy.... When a friend (let’s call her that) shaved at my request... You should have seen her reaction when she demonstrated herself. It was even cooler than sex. Facial expressions, look... Can’t put it into words. She was 40 at that time, and she also thought so who shaves there. But I started doing it regularly (and to avoid punishment, among other things).

[Andrey-37]

Cool memories! For a complete understanding, a small detail is missing: indicate the age at the time of the events. This story will be perceived differently if the heroine is, for example, 12 or 14 or 16 years old

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natalie, you write great.

Thank you very much for your feedback....

Cool memories! For a complete understanding, a small detail is missing: indicate the age at the time of the events. This story will be perceived differently if the heroine is, for example, 12 or 14 or 16 years old

thanks for the feedback....
what about my age in my Stories... I can’t say with accuracy, because in them I don’t adhere to the “chronology”... and I can jump through time... I just remember and write)))... in this story events take place at the end of 9th grade and in the summer, immediately after graduation.... I watched hentai for the first time in 10th grade... or not even that, I watched cartoons at the very end of August, but in 10th grade, my friends and I had already started "play"what you watched...
Just don’t think that all I did was "play" with my friends when I was at school..... every day, for days on end )))) no, of course.... sometimes more often, sometimes less often... sometimes we could even be left "without sweets".. especially in winter, when we simply did not have a suitable place where we could safely play) )))...

[Canis91]

Well, at 15-17 years old experimentsthat’s ok. But start experiments at 40. Not every woman will agree.

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, well, since you write such stories so well and clearly you write lessons you rarely missed) and you have one hundred percent education!

[Christmas_Christmas]

Well, at the age of 15-17 experimentsthat’s normal. But start experiments at 40. Not every woman will agree.

So it’s never too late to “experiment” in sex.... not at 20 years old .. neither at 40... nor at 50... the main thing is that health allows... )))))

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, well, since you have such stories You write your lessons so well and clearly, you rarely missed them) and you have one hundred percent education!

well, I was an excellent student at school I wasn’t))))... but I have education... where the hell would I be without it... Do I need it or not in my life, that’s the second question)))...

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, well since you write such stories so well and clearly, you rarely missed lessons) and you have one hundred percent education!

well, I was an excellent student at school I wasn’t))))... but I have education... Where the hell would I be without it... Do I need it or not in my life, that’s the second question)))...

About this second thing, yes, in our time, a diploma for some people is practically a piece of paper, it’s just that they are not hired in their specialty and basically they only need work experience. I’m sorry, I just missed something)

[Christmas_Christmas]

for some people it’s practically a piece of paper, it’s just that they don’t get hired in their specialty

I wrote everything correctly... who are we without a piece of paper))).. .

"Without a piece of paper I’m a bug!
And with a piece of paper I...."
I won’t continue, the word there is not good.. ..

[Denach]

Natali_Natali, I completely agree with you understand perfectly

[Ahah]

Girls lighters

[Christmas_Christmas]

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спасибо))))

[The rations]

Thanks for the interesting story

[Christmas_Christmas]

Thank you for the interesting story

Thank you for your feedback

[RANGE_]

Natali_Natali, thank you for your frankness! Once again I am convinced that the childhood/adolescence of girls and boys in their environments is very different. For girls, sometimes things are much tougher. Like in women’s zones/ITC.
As a football fan, I don’t really like women’s football))
No offense to women, but sometimes you don’t see the edges - 9:0, how much more? No, they need 15:0)). The guys will stop at 6:0, and that’s good.
This is, like, an example of how you have Natalie in the “friendship” that you described.
And the ice cream...I loved to lick it. Biting it is bad manners for me;) Some of the boys in the company laughed at those who licked... ice cream)).

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali, thank you for your frankness! Once again I am convinced that the childhood/adolescence of girls and boys in their environments is very different. Girls sometimes have much tougher times

thanks for the feedback.....