Ksenia started wildly, looking at it. She understood that her review was not the best, but even what she saw quickly brought her excitement to the stage of light boiling. Ksyusha wanted to run her hand into her panties and lightly touch her pussy with her fingers, but she was too afraid that they would see her.

Tolik looked around the neighborhood. Ksenia felt inwardly how his eyes quickly slid over her head, which was thrown out a few centimeters, but did not notice her.

And then, when he saw that Kolya had finished his machinations and intercepted the girl from him, he pulled out his powerful member and, by clenching his victim’s jaws, forced her to open his mouth. And, without losing time, he put his unit in there.

“If you bite, I personally will fight you in the ass until you get tired,” Tolik said threateningly. - And then fuck in the mouth.

The girl looked at him frightened, but was afraid even to shake her head. And Tolya began to slowly move his pelvis, depending on how his cock enters the girl’s mouth.

Ksenia, seeing that he was completely absorbed in his actions, and Kolya was standing with her back to her, decided to take a chance. She began to back away slowly, hoping to overcome several meters and hide around the corner of the building.

And halfway there, they grabbed her hair.

Ksyusha screamed and tried to break free, but she was held tight.

“To her, boys,” threw the one who grabbed her, “here one more was spying on you!”

- Girls today and rod! - Tolik happily grinned, not stopping to fuck his victim.

Xenia was easily dragged into the fucking guys, despite all her attempts to escape. The girl beat her fists, tried to step on the leg of her tormentor, to kick him, but to no avail.

- Throw this bitch here! Just for three understand! - said Kolyan, twisting his head and trying to see Xenia.

The girl felt like she was literally thrown into the side of a truck. And, while the world before her eyes got into place, pressed down with his hand, pressing into the dusty surface of the car.

Her body immediately began to crawl into her hand, feeling her body through her coat. Xenia felt her hand climbed lower and, holding her skirt up, pressed into her panties.

- Yes, she is all wet! Laughed her rapist.

“Vovik, hold this bitch, and I will pozyryu quickly,” Kohl said.

The guy released Xenia, but she did not have time to take four steps, as she was intercepted. Kohl turned her face to himself and, firmly holding her hands, walked his eyes all over her body, starting with her slippers and finishing on her attractive face.

And Xenia, looking into his eyes, saw how lust gives way to discontent.

“Yes, she is young,” as if he had eaten a raw cake he threw to his friends.

- Yes, you persecute! - threw Toll, trying to see Xenia in the darkness.

“Yes, look at it yourself,” the guy wrung Ksyusha’s hands behind his back and led him to his friends.

Ksenia saw how the girl herself was sucking the member of Tolya, preferring voluntary torture to violent. The girl easily took a member in her mouth and just as easily retreated, sliding his lips to the guy's phallus.

- Skinny, short, and look at the face, - with poorly concealed discontent Kohl listed. - Well, if the tenth passed.

The guys looked at each other.

- Yes, damn, what kind of nepruha that Sedna? - the recently approached kid muttered with displeasure. - Okay, baby, get on with mommy and rejoice that you have not fucked!

Ksenia felt her hands holding her unclenched and immediately felt a heavy slap lower than her back.

- Pussy from here, until the dick in your mouth is not inserted! - she heard a loud cry from behind, replaced by friendly laughter.

Ksenia flew out of the gateway as stung and ran the rest of the way home without even thinking to stop.

***

Only at home, when the hands that squeezed a cup of coffee stopped shaking, Ksyusha was able to re-recall everything that had happened.

Stupid.It was foolish to go there at all. Ksyusha was fully aware of this and reproached herself for her own stupidity because of which the girl almost got into a mess.

Ksenia was glad. I am terribly glad that I did not stand next to that girl, on my knees and with a dick in my mouth. But ... the girl still felt excited. As if some part of her soul still wanted to be there.

And this scarecrow Ksyushu. She understood that this desire should not be encouraged, but she could not help herself. As soon as the threat disappeared, as the pussy again gradually got wet and shed sweetly, not so much asking, as demanding satisfaction from Xenia.

And, having fought with this desire for half an hour, the girl gave up. Opened the closet, launched a hand in the drawer with underwear. Fingers habitually closed on the surface of a small vibrator. And Ksenia, sitting comfortably in the chair, inserted a falimimeter into herself.

Pussy took it with unprecedented ease. A flash of pleasure flashed through Ksyusha’s body. The girl inserted the vibrator until it stops and habitually turned the base slightly to the side.

And for a few minutes she squirmed, blissfully moaning and holding the sex toy inside with one hand, before the orgasm covered her. And no matter how hard Ksyusha tried, her thoughts were riveted to a single picture.

She imagined that she was standing on a dark street, a man's phallus was pushed into and out of her vagina, and there was another in her mouth. And two voices laugh at her ear, saying: “Here is a bitch, how it sucks! Yes, and with a cunt!”

But, as soon as the lust passed, and the body calmed down a bit, Xenia realized that, despite everything, she was a little hurt. It's a shame that the guys, apparently already not once found the girls who were late on the street, did not want her. Let go. Thrown out, deciding that the problems from it will be more than confusing.

No, Xenia did not complain. She did not envy the fate of the nameless girl. Moreover, Ksyusha was immensely glad that she was sitting at home now, in a comfortable chair, and that girl was somewhere there, with three rapists, and not vice versa.

But she was hurt.

It was the story of her life. Today she was twenty-four years old, although in appearance it can not be said. And for all this time, sex she had only once. Even in the first year, hard on drunk, Xenia lost her virginity. And the next morning everything was dissolved in the air. The guy, sober, pretended that there was nothing.

Ksyusha did not understand what she was doing wrong. She, of course, was not the standard of beauty, but she never considered herself a plain woman. Just ... it didn't work out. Whoever placed an eye on Xenia, there was always another girl next to her. Which has always been a little prettier, a little better and a little more accessible.

Xenia had a chiseled figure, the skin was extremely dark by nature. Petite but elegant. With slender legs, taut tummy. Small breasts, easily fit in her palms. She had a sweet face, bow lips, long eyelashes and slightly protruding cheekbones. Complete the picture black straight hair, barely covering the neck, slightly raised at the roots.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Ksyusha never found something that could scare the guys away from her. She always blamed it on the fact that very few of her acquaintances at first glance defined an adult girl in her. Most gave her seventeen years old and were piously sure that they could not have been mistaken.

Even when they got a job, they did not want to let her in for an interview until she showed her passport.

Xenia, trying to escape from vulgar thoughts, sat down to watch a movie.

The thought came by itself. Ksyusha over and over again chased away everything that had happened in her brain, and over and over again her thoughts returned to the same desire that had been raging in her chest for several years.

The girl wildly wanted to find a boyfriend. Who would love her and cherish. And even more, Ksenia wanted to taste the charms ... Read more →