This story happened last year. I was returning from work on a hot summer day. I walked into the porch and headed for the elevator, although I usually climb up to my 7th floor on foot. However, the prospect of stomping seven more floors, sweating profusely, this time did not make me very happy.

I called the elevator and when its doors opened hospitably, I heard the knock on the front door. I went into the elevator and when he had already started to close in, two men entered. I was taken aback, but the door was already closed. In silence, we began to rise. I glanced at the men. One was older, 50 years old, obviously of eastern appearance, maybe an Armenian or a Georgian. The second is younger, 30-35 years old, a typical hare. We drove to the fourth floor and then suddenly the lights went out and the elevator stopped.

- I did not understand the humor - said young.

We stood in complete darkness, only our breath could be heard. Voices were heard at the site, the neighbors discussed the accident at the substation. Judging by their conversations, they promised to give the light no sooner than an hour later. "This is in the middle of nowhere," flashed through my mind.

- What shall we do? - I heard the voice of the Caucasian.

“Nothing special,” his friend replied.

At that time I silently stood, with horror thinking that I was wearing a “hello to the rapist” sarafan: short, flared, fastened with buttons on the front. In addition to the will, shots from films began to emerge in the head, where the heroine in the elevator was certainly raped or humiliated.

- A girl what is silent? What is your name, huh? A voice came from the left.

- Lena. - I answered shortly.

- Ne fear, Lena, everything will be fine.

“And I'm not afraid,” I said excitedly.

We stood in silence for a few minutes. The men were clearly tired of standing still and they began to stamp around. In the small cabin, they constantly touched my bare arms, the hairs on them stood on end. The situation itself suddenly seemed to me very exciting: darkness, the proximity of two men, the smell of their bodies warmed to the sun. I slowly started to beat, my heart beat fast. Suddenly, the Caucasian quietly uttered some phrase in his own language. Young said something, judging by the intonation is negative. The first spoke again, more imperative.

I was standing near the wall of the elevator, right in front of the door, and suddenly I felt that the man on the right approached me. I tried to move to the left and stumbled upon the second man.

The first grabbed my arm and pulled me hard. I stumbled and fell on his chest. The young man sharply turned me to my back and squeezed my mouth with one hand. I tried to tear off his hand from my mouth, but the second man caught my hands, pulled me behind my back and passed them to the young one. I screamed, began to pull out, twist my head.

- Tyho, tyho, beauty, do not make noise - the Caucasian quietly said, feeling me. His hands slid along my arms, over my bare legs, rising to my butt. I began to twitch again, but the young one held me tightly. Suddenly, somewhere in the lumbar region, I felt his growing excited organ. “Firs are green, but I myself am massaging his dick with my ass!” - it came to me. I tried to kick the Caucasians, but only made it worse. He abruptly spread my legs and stood between them.

I felt that his hands had already reached my strings, they slid on my almost bare ass, stroked and slightly squeezed the buttocks. Here they seized the elastic panties, penetrated under it. “It's good that I shaved today” - a thought flashed. I started to wind up. Fingers busily ran through my pussy, parted lips, groped clitoris. Suddenly, the man reached out and I heard him sniff the air with a sob. “He smells his hand with my smell,” I thought dumbfounded.

- What a sweet, tasty girl - there was a quiet voice somewhere in the neck. I shuddered with fear and excitement. His breath tickled the delicate sensitive skin near the ear. He touched his lips to his neck, licked her and kissed her.Gradually going down, he groped and unbuttoned the buttons of a sarafan.

My chest is small but of good shape, so I usually do not wear a bra. When I felt his hands on my chest, I twitched again, trying to free myself. He gently rubbed my nipples, lightly pinched them with his fingers and twirled a little. Oh oh oh, that was great. My heart ached sweetly below. Lips of the first already with might and main played with my nipples: they would pull in, release, bite and gently lick. When he blew on my wet breasts, the nipples just turned into two small pebbles.

My legs began to buckle. If it were not for the young one, on which I practically reclined, then I would hardly be able to stand on my feet. At that time, I heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped. All the voluptuousness disappeared like a hand, as soon as I realized that now I would have another unfamiliar middle-aged peasant.

I started moaning again, but it was too late.

- Paste it straight and hold the krapche - I heard.

I felt that my panties were crawling down, one leg lifted and here it is, the result - I am practically naked. As in a dream, Caucasian fingers stroking my pussy again, they are masterly confidently squeezed, squeezing my lower lips.

- What, beautiful, do you like? - the man laughed - already all wet - he told his friend.

I, trying to free myself, arched forward and suddenly felt that his fingers had penetrated into me. I flinched. He inserted and removed his fingers, but I could not help myself. I LIKE !!! Here is something solid pushed between the thighs, firmly pressed against the pubis. The Caucasian did not enter me at once, he swayed back and forth, sticking his penis between his legs and rubbing his clitoris with his root. I flowed abundantly, and his member slid freely over the cherished tubercle. It couldn't go on like this for a long time. I groaned, bright flashes in my eyes flashed, and my body shook. I finished on another member!

I began to relax and crawl down. However, the man clearly had other plans. He grabbed my knees and threw me up. My back was pressed tightly to the young, my ass feeling the stone knoll. He held my hands with his right hand just at the level of his fly. I suddenly saw myself from the side: naked, with my knees spread wide, my mouth held tight and my hands free, half-sewn in the air, waiting for me to be fucked.

God, how awful! But I was not given time to lament. Clearly, like a shot at the bull's eye, a member of the Caucasian entered me. I groaned. It was very wide, though, thank God, and not too long. But all the same, the feeling was that I had a hot, slippery and wet stick inserted. He began to have a lot of me, penetrating deep inside and even causing pain. However, a young man intervened here.

- Wait, I'll sit on my knees - he said. - hard.

He slid down the wall with me. Moved into a corner and a half-legged. I lay on it, but my ass was already on the floor. I rested my back on my hands and his knees. The Caucasian took my ankles and lifted my legs high, pressing my knees almost to my shoulders. "Worse than that of a gynecologist," an inappropriate thought flashed. He put his cock in me again and started fucking me hard. It was hard and uncomfortable for me, my back was beating against the legs of a young one, but after a couple of minutes I felt that the orgasm was coming up again.

The Caucasian, apparently, was also on the verge. He was breathing heavily and speeding up more and more, he pushed his cock into me. Sounds of squelch, the smell of heated bodies filled the small space of the cabin. I didn’t care where I was, what happened to me ... The main thing was the sensation of the member filling me, stretching everything that was possible inside. I trembled, the muscles of the vagina began to frantically contract, squeezing a member. And he shot at me with a tight pulsating jet. Then another. Inside it became hot and wet. The man fell heavily on me. I lay completely relaxed.

- Harosha girl, responsive - Caucasian laughed and moved away. - still Sirozha tibya saychas will love. Give her hands here.

Young gently stretched my arms forward. I felt strong fingers squeeze my wrists.And pulled forward, putting me on all fours. A hand slipped from my mouth.

- Do not - I squeaked - please.

- Ne-et, it is necessary. Sirozha chestno tibya supported. Ne fear, you will like tibe.

With these words, with his second hand he pressed my head to his chest sharply. I was on my knees, defenselessly sticking out my ass. Young entered abruptly and immediately took a fast pace. Probably overexcited, listening and feeling our movements.

- You fucked her all the hole - he said with displeasure to the Caucasians. Indeed, everything slanted in me, my legs did not converge, and after two orgasms inside nothing had time to shrink.

- And you in her ass ambush - seriously said Caucasian.

- Do not be in the ass - I whimpered - I never did. Well please, please. I will scream.

- You will not, Lan. Do you want tibya in such a lift found? They will like it. - and he laughed again.

Young, meanwhile, took out his penis and began to lubricate my anus, periodically clinging fingers to the vagina.

- Fingers first develop, if she's a girl there yet.

I felt his fingers circling around his anus. First, one penetrated inside, then the second. I jerked in surprise. I did not like the feeling. The fingers re-entered and left, re-entered. Then they came out, smeared the anus and entered again. I began to relax. It seems to be tolerable. Then a hot wet cock went into the vagina and made a couple of movements. I had already decided that Sergei had changed his mind and was delighted, but then he abruptly left me and strongly pressed on the anus. I felt something thick pushing me apart and going deep inside.

“Ahhhhhh, how painful,” I screamed at the Caucasian shirt. - do not, please do not.

- Be quiet, be quiet. Ne fear, nego has a small line, will not break anything.

I cried. Young sharply entered and left me, the ass burned terribly with every movement. Finally he groaned and, squeezing my buttocks tight, began to cum.

- Yes-ah, her ass is what you need - he croaked.

The cabin was quiet. Through sobs, I heard voices on the landing. They said that some areas have already begun to connect, soon it will reach ours. Men were imported. I heard the sounds of fastened spreaders.

- Well, do not cry, do not cry. Get up, beauty. Let me dress you.

Strong hands raised me, fastened buttons. I touched a handkerchief in my purse, wiped away tears. Then she combed her hair. On the legs unpleasantly flowed sperm.

- Where are my panties? - I asked.

- Leave a mine for memory.

- Do not give, please.

- Shut up, small - the young one said indifferently - and then we will come to visit.

From such a perspective, everything inside me has gone down. I fell silent.

Suddenly the light came on, the elevator jerked and drove off. I tried not to look at anyone. On my floor, the elevator stopped and, already leaving the door, I felt like someone's hand finally held me on my bare ass.