Russian Women's Academy [End]

Chapter 1
Early spring, March, all things await revival.
Yet, the cold still lingers over St. Petersburg, a city steeped in history. Except for a few holly trees, other plants stand bare, shivering in the biting wind.
On the outskirts of St. Petersburg lies a college, the renowned "St. Petersburg Girls' School." With a long history and vast grounds, it has for over a century educated ladies and noblewomen for Russia's upper class. At the center of the perimeter stands the school's main building, a grand white structure, its antique style bearing the weight of history. Dense holly trees planted throughout the school grounds complement the building, seemingly whispering tales of its past.
A luxury BMW with license plate "drv-341" slowly pulls into the school gate and drives towards the main building. Along the way, many students, all dressed in black coats, are completely covered, only their legs encased in black stockings offering a glimpse of spring. These students, perhaps accustomed to luxury cars, barely glanced at the oncoming vehicle, letting it drive by.
The car stopped in front of the main building, and a blond man got out of the driver's seat and opened the back door. A blond girl stepped out; she wasn't tall, nor particularly striking, but definitely the kind of adorable beauty: round face, neat features, fair skin, long hair tied in a ponytail, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen. After getting out, she looked up at the building, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
The other door opened, and a middle-aged woman stepped out, dressed elegantly, with silver hair and a slender figure—clearly a wealthy lady. The woman walked to the girl and said softly, "Natalia, this is the school you'll be attending."
The girl suddenly threw herself into the woman's arms, sobbing, "Mommy, I don't want to leave you! I...I miss Daddy!"
As soon as she spoke, the woman's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face. She embraced Natalia, and the mother and daughter wept bitterly.
Natalia's father was a successful businessman; while not incredibly wealthy, he had amassed a considerable fortune after more than twenty years of hard work. Tragically, he died suddenly of a heart attack three months ago, passing away just over fifty years old, leaving his company and a vast fortune to his wife and daughter. The two women, accustomed to a life of luxury, had no idea how to manage a company or its assets. Fortunately, Natalia's father had a close friend of over ten years named Igor, who was also the company's vice president. Igor devoted himself entirely to managing everything, running errands and handling all the affairs. Of course, his efforts weren't entirely without ulterior motives; long ago, he had coveted his friend's wife. With his friend's passing, Igor knew his opportunity had arrived. He served her tirelessly, doing everything he could to win her heart. He also knew that if he could get his hands on this beauty, the enormous fortune would effectively fall into his control, hence his exceptional attentiveness. Natalia's mother, Lana, was thirty-eight years old. Already restless and in her prime, she was approached by Igor, two years her junior, who entered her life during a time of heartbreak and helplessness. Igor offered her care and support, and his physique, looks, and demeanor were no less impressive than her ex-husband's, quickly winning her heart. Their relationship developed rapidly, soon becoming passionate and inseparable. However, this also created a problem: Natalia. Their relationship was kept secret from her, making their actions difficult. Whether Igor wanted to visit or Lana wanted to stay out all night, they had to conceal it because of Natalia. They didn't want to be honest with her, fearing her disapproval. So everything became very complicated. Finally, Igor came up with a solution: sending Natalia to a boarding school. This way, they could live together openly. Lana then told Natalia she wanted to send her to the "St. Petersburg Girls' School," claiming it was her father's dying wish. Although Natalia was reluctant to leave her comfortable home, she didn't want to go against her mother's wishes, and the "St. Petersburg Girls' School" was indeed a prestigious stepping stone into high society, so she agreed. Overjoyed, Igor immediately busied himself with arranging everything. Today, he drove Natalia to the school.
After the mother and daughter had cried for a long time, Igor came to comfort them. The two then composed themselves and entered the magnificent building. Guided by others, they arrived at the principal's office. The principal was a rather elegant middle-aged woman, not yet forty, tall and slender, with her hair styled in a bun at the back of her head, wearing rimless glasses; one could tell she had been a beauty in her youth. She was sitting at her desk. Seeing the mother and daughter, she put down her pen but didn't bow or get up. She warmly said, "Are you Mrs. Sharka and Miss Sharka? Welcome to the 'St. Petersburg Girls' School.' Please have a seat!" Natalia sat down next to her mother, and Lana exchanged pleasantries with the principal. Natalia, new to this unfamiliar environment, was understandably reserved. She sat there blankly, watching the principal and her mother talk, barely listening. After the pleasantries, the principal produced several forms, had Lana sign them, and all the formalities were complete.
The principal made a phone call, and shortly after, a girl in a school uniform knocked and entered. She had thick black hair, styled in a ponytail, and while not strikingly beautiful, she was still quite pretty. Upon seeing her, the principal beckoned, "Tatina, let me introduce you: this is Natalia, your new student. From today onwards, she will be your new roommate. Take her back to the dormitory and get her a new school uniform to change into. Then show her around and let her get acquainted with the surroundings."
"Yes, Principal!" Tatina acknowledged the order and shook hands with Natalia.
Natalia bid her mother a reluctant farewell, then dragged her suitcase and followed Tatina to her room. The room wasn't large, but it was very clean. The bedroom, with its wooden floors, could only fit two single beds, with a bedside table under the window between them. Books were scattered on both beds, apparently left haphazardly by Tatina when she was alone. After entering the room, Tatina quickly moved the books to her own bed, then sat down and watched Natalia take off her down jacket. Just then, the door opened, and another girl walked in. "Oh, a new classmate!"
Tatina glanced at her and said, "Let me introduce you, this is Natalia." Then, turning to Natalia, she said, "This is Alexandra."
Natalia looked at Alexandra. Alexandra looked much older than her age, more like twenty-six or twenty-seven than a young girl. She had long, flowing black hair and bright, expressive eyes.
Tatina held up the school uniform hanging on the coat rack for Natalia to change into. Natalia took off her down jacket, leaving only a vest underneath. Seeing that her two classmates didn't seem inclined to leave, she hesitated, her movements slowing. Tatina saw through her thoughts, her eyes sparkling with desire, and said with a smile, "Oh! We're all girls, it's okay, go ahead and take it off!"
Natalia had often seen a group of girls shirtless in the locker room of her old school, so she didn't pay much attention. She flipped her vest off, but at the same time, her hand instinctively covered her chest, then moved it away, revealing a pair of tender and lovely breasts.
"Wow! What a great figure!" Tatina liked it and reached out to touch one of her breasts. Although Natalia didn't like being touched by unfamiliar girls, she wasn't bothered by the compliment on her figure and reached out to unbutton her jeans. She sat on the bed, pulled down her pants, revealing cute black underwear with pink flowers. Taking off her shoes, she completely let go, not caring about the other two's gazes, and pulled down her pants on her own. She got up and put on the white shirt under her school uniform. Alexandra, having admired her enough, went out first. Natalia changed into a red plaid skirt, black stockings, and a black uniform. Tatina tied her tie. The two walked out of the dormitory side by side. From that moment on, Natalia felt she had truly become a member of the St. Petersburg Girls' School.
Lana and Igor's car didn't return to the city after leaving the school, but instead drove to a more distant suburb, finally stopping in a grove of trees. They were so eager to celebrate! Igor left the engine running to keep the car warm. He got out of the driver's seat, opened the door, and got into the back. The car was spacious; the two had made love there frequently recently, so they were quite familiar with it. Lana leaned back, her eyes fixed on Igor, raising her legs to reveal her alluring lower body. She wore black stockings and high heels, paired with black garter belts and a black patterned thong, a perfect combination that was incredibly seductive.
“From today onwards, we can be carefree!” Igor said with a beaming smile.
“Yes, finally no one will get in our way!” Lana said.
“But I can’t wait!” Igor said impatiently.
“Come on! I’m in a hurry too!” Lana said dreamily.
Igor touched Lana’s private parts and reached out to unbutton her blouse. Lana let him touch her, touching her smooth skin. Her tongue occasionally licked her red lips, seducing Igor. Igor eagerly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a bra with the same pattern as her thong. Igor pulled down the bra cups, and Lana’s pair of large breasts sprang out. These breasts were what Igor loved most. They were round and elastic, but the nipples and areolas were very small. Every time they made love, Igor had to enjoy them to his heart’s content, and this time was no exception. He reached out one hand to touch her breasts, and the other hand, through her underwear, caressed her vulva. Lana's hands roamed over her breasts, her hips swaying as she fully enjoyed herself.
Igor pulled aside her thong, revealing Lana's smooth, glistening vulva. The pubic hair was neatly shaved, leaving only a small tuft above her clitoris, making it particularly provocative. Igor leaned over and began his tongue assault. Lana caressed Igor's head, pulling one of his hands to her breast, her red lips slightly parted, full of tender affection.
Having enjoyed Igor's service, Lana now wanted to repay him. They switched positions; Igor sat down, and Lana lay on top of him, pulling out his already erect penis from his pants and beginning intimate contact with her lips. Igor's hands weren't idle either, caressing Lana's shapely buttocks. Lana's movements were sometimes slow, sometimes fast, constantly stroking him with her hand, making Igor very uncomfortable. At the most intense moments, Lana would suddenly lift her head, releasing his penis. But saliva still clung to it, forming a long strand. Before Igor could even react, she swooped down with the speed of an eagle hunting its prey, seizing his penis once more. Under Lana's fervent onslaught, their passion quickly intensified.
Igor removed Lana's thong and his own pants, and the two lay sideways on the spacious seat. Igor inserted his penis into Lana's love hole from behind. Simultaneously, he grasped her beloved breasts and rhythmically moved them. Lana moaned incessantly, enduring the onslaught of this storm.
Soon, Igor helped Lana sit up, his penis still sheathed, and the two had changed positions. Lana was now on top of Igor, and this time it was her turn to take the initiative. She moved up and down, one hand constantly touching her clitoris. Igor's hands never left her breasts. Lana breathed heavily, her lower body already splattered with vaginal fluid. Seeing that Lana was getting tired, Igor began thrusting himself in. Lana was indeed much less tired, and could focus more intently on enjoying the pleasure of sex.
Her vaginal fluids made Igor's penis wet and slippery. Igor laid Lana down again, spread her legs, and smeared some of his own fluids onto her anus. "You rascal, want to do this again?" Lana said coquettishly.
"Come on, little beauty!" Igor said without waiting for a reply, thrusting his penis into her anus. Lana actually enjoyed this; she found it very stimulating. She used her hands to part her labia, revealing the red flesh inside, gazing at Igor with a dreamy, intoxicated look. Igor thrust in and out from below, her fingers caressing her clitoris; their movements were perfectly synchronized. Under the double stimulation, Lana's moans grew louder and longer, finally reaching climax with a long cry.
After Lana finished, she had Igor lean back in his seat, and she vigorously gave him oral sex and masturbated him. Igor could have continued, but knowing that this desolate place was not a good place to linger, he decided to call it a day. Semen spurted from the glans, splashing onto her stomach. Lana, entranced, used the semen-stained glans to rub her face, unwilling to let go for a long time…

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