My name is Olga, I am 24 years old, I have been married for 3 years now, everything is fine with my husband, but he is often on the road and it upset me very much. This whole story is without exception the truth.
It was about 23.00, a warm summer evening. It was almost dark, I was sitting at home watching television all alone. The apartment was very stuffy, did not help the open balcony. My husband was on a business trip, had been going to spend a week there for at least 10 more days. I was sad alone, I was bored with my friends, in general it would have been like that if I hadn’t decided to go to the store. I ran out of cigarettes. I took off my robe, I was wearing a little white panties. Quickly I pulled on my jeans, put a thin beacon on my 2nd-size naked breast through which my nipples stood out and went out into the street.
I went outside, it was one of the wonderful evenings, when the heat was already asleep, but it was warm enough, and a gentle breeze blew on my skin. I bought cigarettes, and decided to walk a bit, there were very comfortable benches in the adjacent courtyard. True, this courtyard was whiter and brighter than ours, but it didn’t bother me at all, the weather was so good, I didn’t want to go back to the stuffy apartment. I sat on the bench, lit a cigarette. Couples or several companies of youngsters passed by, no one paid any attention to me. I calmly smoked myself. A man came out of the arch, he came up to me and politely asked to smoke, I pulled out a lighter and gave it to him, he smoked and asked: “Girl, sorry, can I invite you? Just you, I see lonely. ”I was disturbed by his unexpected invitation, it was forbidden to me. “Actually, I'm waiting for a man,” I replied. “Sorry, I just thought, I see you are beautiful. Well, good-bye, ”he said, and had already turned to leave. An inner voice spoke to me and a wild desire to break the ban. I called him “Where did you want to invite me?” I asked.
“You see, a friend came to my wife and I thought maybe you could make us a company, let's sit and talk. Won't you be bored, I promise? ”He answered
“Well, I will keep you company. Apparently the man whom I expect will not come. "I replied to him
“That's great, My name is Dmitry.” I extended my hand to him “Olya” In the light of street lamps, I tried to examine his face. He was a man of about forty, of medium height, of a rather strong build, a dark short nose hair with a little crook. We walked talking on the weather and all sorts of things. Finally he Dima said that we came, he took me to his apartment. The apartment was a three-room, quite nice. In the living room there was a man with a bottle of beer in his hands. “Oh Dimon, I don’t know what to do.” He said, and added, “What beauty did you bring with you, could this beautiful girl brighten up tonight this beautiful girl?” His eyes assessing all over my body, and stopped on the chest. “Olya, meet Alex is my friend, the spouse is not home yet, she was leaving for her mother, the train should arrive at 24. 00, so soon Lyuda will arrive soon and we will be in full force,” Dima told me smiling.
"Alex, you can just Lech" introduced his friend. He was a little taller than Dima and looked a little older. Dark-haired with blue eyes, pretty handsome man.
For myself, I think, “What, I'm doing here, probably there is no wife, before it’s too late to run away from here.” But Dmitry put his arm around my waist and led me to the kitchen.
“Lech, you already organized a table without me, well done!”
“Yes, I didn’t waste any time, Olechka sit down in the middle, you are alone with us, we will take care of you.” Alexey said helping me to sit down.
On the table were plates with a snack and a bottle of vodka. Dima poured vodka.
“You know, I generally vodka, somehow not very.Maybe you have something more relaxed, ”I said.
"You need to drink for an acquaintance, and then if you want to eat beer?"
"Good," I agreed.
We drank, then again, and I was already a little drunk. The men took turns telling funny stories, we had a lot of fun. It was already long past midnight, the wife naturally did not come, but I did not even think about asking about her. Dima turned on the music, and invited to dance.
Alexey was indignant “I don’t want to be bored alone, let me join” I smiled in response.
Dima immediately started pawing my ass, we danced slowly, he pulled me to him, so I felt his standing member, he gave just to my pubis. Alexey came up from behind, took him by the shoulders and his hands slowly began to fall on my chest.
Weekly abstinence, drunk alcohol and the presence of two excited men made themselves felt. Shamelessly I twisted my hips, then leaning my booty against Alexei's member, then with pubic to Dima. Alexey stroked my breasts, pinching my nipples through the fabric, Dima started stroking my pussy through jeans. I moaned softly from excitement.
Then Alexey began to tighten my beacon, and Dima took off my jeans. I was standing between two men in the same panties, and terribly wanted each of them.
“What are you lovely. Look Lech, what a lustful bitch I brought. "
“Yes, it pleased a friend. You will be our slut today. Do you want us to fuck you? ”Lech addressed me.
“Yes, this damn thing is all wet, she is waiting for her to fuck.” Dima roughly pushed her panties, and began to thrust my fingers into my pussy. I groaned. They led me to the bedroom.
In an instant, my gallant gentlemen turned into some dorks, and I am a modest and loyal wife, a whore. But to confess it gave me great pleasure.
In the bedroom was a large bed, the men unbuttoned their pants got out of their pants their huge members. "Let's suck, I see you can not wait," said Lech. They were standing next to the bed. I knelt down and took Alexei's cock, then Dima, into my mouth. I sucked their licked head, swallowed members to the throat. Dima took me by the chin spat in his mouth and began to whip on the cheeks, then sat down on the bed, grabbed my hair and began to roughly fuck me in the mouth, no, no, spitting on the cheeks.
"Come on bitch, helljack" he said to me, tears flowed from my eyes, he humiliated me and called me names. And all the harder stuck my mouth on his dick. I tried to please him.
And Lech put me on his knees tore off my panties, put his fingers into his pussy and began to smear my ass with grease, spat on the hole and then sent his penis and abruptly entered my ass. I wanted to scream, but Dima's member was in the company, I made some kind of incomprehensible sound. I swallowed cock deep down my throat.
My anus was burning with pain, Lech fucked me in the ass and Dima in the mouth.
"Whore, we will fuck you all night, in all holes." Said Lech.
To the room there was a noise furious fuck. I experienced several orgasms. Dima sometimes pulled out his dick spat in my mouth and again started pulling my mouth on my penis.
And Lech beat me on the pope, with each push of his balls beat on my cunt, I felt such pleasure.
“Fuck me boys, I'll do whatever you want,” I thought to myself.
Dima tensed up and said, “So I swallowed everything I’ll blow into you, did you understand, bitch ?!” He started pouring the sperm into my throat, I almost choked on swallowing it. I swallowed and licked his dick.
"Come on Lech, pull this slut as it should." Lech also began to finish, from his sperm it became hot inside. He pulled out a dick and ordered “Lick him, bitch.” I turned to take a member in my mouth and began to carefully suck it. When I finished Dima put me on cancer again and began to lick my ass, sticking my tongue into the hole stretched by dick, he licked all the remnants of sperm from my priests.
Then he got up and we all went to the kitchen together. Once again they drank. “You liked how we fucked you” I lit a cigarette and said: “Very” “And you are a real whore, now we will fuck you from both sides” Said Dima.
Dima squeezed my breasts, and bit my nipples, and Lech started kissing me on the lips, poking my tongue in my mouth. We slowly got up and went to Lech’s bedroom again, lay on my back, I sat on his dick and sent myself into my pussy, fucking him so he pulled me to kiss, I bent over and Dima abruptly entered my ass. I had two huge dicks. I moaned “More, still, fuck me, I'm your whore. Fuck my holes. ”I shouted.
This is a tremendous pleasure, two dicks fucked my holes, two extraneous men fucked me, and I moaned like the last whore. And she asked them not to stop. I finished and finished. They ended up almost simultaneously right at me.
We got up again and went to the kitchen for a smoke, sperm flowed from the priests and pussies on my legs. I was barely walking. "Lech, you will be two more days, and mine will come only after a week can leave this bitch for yourself, let us fuck her."
“Of course we will leave. Only you need to properly spank her with a strap so that you are obedient. ”He answered.
Dima said, “Do what you want with her, I have to go to work in the morning, I went to bed.”
Lech went for a belt, took my hand and led me into the hall. Dima went to sleep. “Do not - I asked, - I will do everything you want” “Of course you will, but you must be spanked for the future.” He put me on the floor with cancer and began to beat the belt on the pope, I cried and asked him to stop. Buttocks burned with pain. Each blow became more and more painful. “Get up bitch, he tied my hands with this belt, put me on my knees. “Suck me a dick before bed.” Lech took me by the head and started to fuck in the mouth, it lasted a very long time. His dick was bigger and went deep in the throat. he held my hair. Then he finally finished, tied me to the battery and fell on the couch to sleep.
Alexey left for a long time, but Dima still found two friends. When my husband is at home and my boys want to fuck me, I tell my Seryozha that I go to a friend sometimes sucking them in the street, or they fuck me in a deserted alley, and when my husband leaves we rent an apartment and they make such things with me ...
To be continued...
cool tales. boom wait to continue
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Why so illiterate? The author did not study (school) at all?
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Yes, here many "vpadlu" letter)))
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illiterate - not so scary. But obviously implausible - this is too much with fantasies ...
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“They opened new feelings in me” - yes ... it happens ... mmmmm ...
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janeta, have you gone through this too? and did you like it?
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Yes...
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And do not count how many sad-masochists gathered on this site. Probably, in childhood they were all good girls.
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you can’t even imagine what kind of share-girls ... what it is like to be the daughter of a school principal, an “all-example”, a pupil, an activist, an athlete, etc., etc.
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you can’t even imagine what kind of share-girls ... what it is like to be the daughter of a school principal, an “all-example”, a pupil, an activist, an athlete, etc., etc.
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Just imagine, and therefore made such an assumption. But there are other ways to defuse, a girl scout could be, for example. Take a look at yourself. Do not be disgusted? And why was there to keep near this “core”? I left home at 15 years old. True, he first lived with relatives. But after the army is absolutely independent. And I still think that I did the right thing. But with life on "you"
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who to become? where is it? hehe :)
why should I be disgusted to look at myself from the side, onanist, who with life on you? laugh, boy :) Well you couldn’t live with your parents and lived like a dog. And only after the army - after 20 years of life - "became independent."Bravo :) is something to be proud of and to distribute to others teachings :) So much for us ... after 20 I only raised my daughter, led my family and became a good expert in my business :) yes, I am amused so I made me laugh ...
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What has become a specialist is a good young man, but what you have loved and who have distorted and humiliated you are a positive? The peasant from the woman is distinguished by the hardness of the word, and the woman by the FEMININITY. I do not see anything feminine in getting high from humiliation. And before insulting someone with an onanist, you have to be sure of that. Nobody has canceled the framework of tactful communication ...
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“A peasant from a woman is distinguished by the firmness of the word, and a woman by FEMININITY” - some kind of kindergarten ...: (and with the logic of the problem ... however, typical of the kindergarten :)
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janeta, do you post your stories?
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why? :)
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It would be nice to know your worldview, it is read between the lines. If there is a story - give a link
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“It would be nice to know your worldview” - before making a marriage proposal? :) :) :)
“It is read between the lines” - if it is read, so it has already been learned, no? :)
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Are you pretending to be stupid? What does the hand and heart? Just an interesting personality: on the one hand, you like being humiliated, various perversions, on the other hand, you are a gray mouse (this is just between the lines in your comments), you do not want to stand out from the crowd and you are afraid of the unknown ... learn more about the author. You were asked a specific question, so specifically, clearly and answer: yes or no? And I don’t do any marriage or hand offers: I have a wife and a lover ...
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I actually joked [sigh]: (oh my God, what a lamb ...
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All the same, the answer went, even to such a simple question
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Ebanko reads morality on the site pornorasskazkaz. You can piss with laughter.
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Yes, it happens ... you write like that, and everyone understands at once: mmmmm ... and a new feeling opened to me (her, him) ... feeling of deep self-satisfaction.
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I did not quite understand the meaning of the replica, I'm sorry :)
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“A peasant from a woman is distinguished by the hardness of the word, and a woman by FEMININITY” - some kind of kindergarten ...: (and with the logic of the problem ... however, typical of the kindergarten :)
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That's what the fuck went in our time. You kick out for them and they give to anyone ... no words ... just bitches ...
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norm. good story. simple principle - we all have horns
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read me the moral :)
I liked the story because it describes the reality - a girl came to visit - it means that she has already resolved. (giggle) Oh yes, she is also a bitch later, if she liked it (kindergarten ...)
And husbands ... well today one - tomorrow again one)))))))))))))))
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It is not very well written, a feeling that he wrote, or some drocher-youngster, or goner slut. Despite all the love of sex and crazy desire, not a few girls go to a stranger home. More or less normal girl, I mean, which has at least a milligram of brains. Nasty feelings arise from this story, did not even read up.
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