JUDITH

My school friend called me and offered to look at the site on the Internet. When I asked what the site was, he said that I would see everything myself. Having typed the right address, I got to the site of the men-haters. At least he was called "Judith." There gathered girls who were unlucky with guys and not just unlucky, and whom the guys in one way or another offended, or abandoned, or cheated, or betrayed. And the girls, gathered together on this site, decided not to remain in debt, but to settle accounts with offenders. And they chose the tactics of active attacks on the stronger sex, namely, they listed the names and offered the guys to meet so that they could pay for the offenses. Moreover, it was believed that all the guys were cowards and very few would agree to contact.

By the way, the site was also my last name and the last name of the girl I allegedly offended. We did meet for some time, but then I went abroad with my parents for two years, where my father was sent. Upon arrival home, I tried to mend relations with my girlfriend, but she said that I had abandoned her meanly, and did not want to see me. And now she wanted to get even with me for betrayal. The fact is that I still liked her, and I thought that, having explained with her, we could resume our relationship. How wrong I was how naive and how I got from her in full. In the meantime, I wrote to the specified soap that I want to meet and solve our problem. After some time, I received a message that I was invited to the club "Judith", where the time and place of the meeting was indicated.

Tommy bad forebodings, I still went to the specified location. I was met by several lovely girls who communicated with me tenderly, and I calmed down. When I asked about my girlfriend, I was promised a meeting with her, but a little later. But first it was necessary to fill out a questionnaire, sit down, relax and relax a bit. The atmosphere of the club contributed to this. There was quiet music, there were wonderful wines and snacks, a lot of lovely girls who had a relaxed conversation. It all worked and I indulged in a peaceful mood, enjoying the atmosphere and society. The emblem of the club in the form of a hoop, to which a guy was hung by the arms and legs, sagging down the middle part of the body, was a little alarming. All this was a bit like women's thong panties, I thought about all this sluggishly, floating away on the waves of sweet oblivion. Apparently began to act drinks that I watered in abundance. I sweetly fell asleep and slept, it seemed like an eternity.

When I came to my senses, I saw that my arms and legs were tied to a circular hoop, and I myself was hanging down by the middle part of the body. And I also saw through the twilight that I was not alone in this position, but we were quite many and we were distinguished by being tied to hoops of different colors, mine turned out to be red. We could not talk among ourselves, because our voices were very weak, and the distance between us was quite large. Around was twilight, but, looking closer, I realized that we all hang in a large wardrobe. Suddenly the door opened, and a girl of enormous size and with a thunderous voice took me off the hanger and told the second girl that her order was ready, and she could get these original panties. And that was my ex-girlfriend. She took the panties with me and went to change clothes. Here, from under her skirts, red panties are extracted, and I, in the form of panties, dressed first on one leg, then on the second, quickly climb up, under the skirt and tightly press against the girl's ass, sitting between the legs, and to the pussy, and the lower body, pressed against the buttocks. My hands and feet, on thin laces, are stretched upward, to the very same hoop that represents the belt around the waist of the girl.My face is drawn to the pussy and tightly pressed against it, the girl pulls up the gum panty higher and I imprinted between the genital lips. This is followed by a slight squatting with legs dilution, and I fall between the buttocks. The girl straightens, and I disappear in the folds of her ass, firmly squeezed by the buttocks and labia majora. Opposite my face is the clitoris, and the deepening of the urethra, I recognize this by smell.

I can not move, the girl stands, her legs tightly clenched and her buttocks strained. I hear the conversation, she wonders how much she can use me, to which she is told that until she forgives me or until she gets bored. With the words that it is very cool, the girl flushes out on the street. She walks down the street, slowly, and she starts to chew on me a little. The girl's buttocks are big and elastic, they move, rolling me, and squeeze with great force. Sponges also move a little and quite sensitively rub the hairs, which for me are like thick wires. The girl, apparently, begins to get excited, because thick gel-like grease begins to flood me. It flows through me and envelops my whole body, slightly reducing my suffering. Finally, the girl comes to some institution and sits on a chair, firmly pressing me with her pussy to him. I am completely covered and breathe with difficulty, it becomes especially hard when the girl leans forward and presses me with a large force to the pubic chair. I try to wriggle out and turn my head, which seems to excite her, because they are pressing me more and more often, and the lubricant has flooded me completely. Here I am pressed especially hard, everything stops, the lubricant is poured over the river and the clitoris, swollen to unbelievable sizes and, having turned into a rock-hard organ, begins to peck me with terrible force, literally crushing me in the chair. Everything around me pulses and shrinks, even the anus, which presses on my legs, pulses and crushes my bones.

After a while, everything calms down, then the girl gets up and goes to the toilet. Here she is sitting on the toilet, with the panties and does not think to remove. A powerful jet strikes my face and washes my whole body. But that's not all, the anus bulges, and a thick turd crawls between my legs, first one, then the next. After that, the whole waterfall in the toilet flushes everything, and now I'm on a bidet. A huge fountain from below washes the ass of the girl and me. A short procedure for kicking with toilet paper, the elastic of the panties is pulled up again, and again I fall through the folds of my ass and pussy. The walk continues. The girl comes home, dressed in a short topic, tight short skirt, leggings and sneakers. She takes the bike and goes down the stairs to the street. It becomes clear to me that a cycling ride on a hard saddle under the girl’s pussy awaits me, and that this is just my end, of my whole life. But I can not do anything. I move with my ex-girlfriend's booty to the start of the bike ride. The girl stops, throws the leg over the frame, and rises, leaning on the pedals. A little acceleration and the ass is lowered with me on the seat of the bike. All the weight of the girl falls on me, I pressed down so that I can not breathe. In addition, the girl's pussy begins to slide to the right and left along the bicycle seat, in time with the movement of the legs that pedal. When the climb begins, the girl stands up a bit to make it easier to twist, and for me a minute of respite comes. Then the track is leveled and all the weight is on me again. And again, the lubricant starts to flood me, apparently so it is very sensitive. Not a few minutes later, as the waves of orgasm begin to shake the girl's ass, she stops the bike and stands, legs wide apart, pressing her pussy against the saddle with all her strength. Powerful ripple pussy and ass presses me into the saddle, and abundant lubricant deprives me of air.

I can’t withstand such pressure and lose consciousness. The girl cannot go anymore and returns home on foot, it saves my life, I come to myself, being in the ass and in the girl's pussy.The most interesting thing is that my fate does not care about my former girlfriend at all, she takes everything for granted and gives herself completely to her feelings. Apparently she was well instructed, like ...