“Good girl, girl,” now Jura’s hand didn’t crush, but again she stroked my head like an obedient child. “You have gentle lips and a magic mouth.

Silly, probably, but the praise was unexpectedly pleasant. In the meantime, we arrived - literally ten minutes later, Yury politely but firmly led me to a small, well-furnished apartment in a luxury house. Some kind of love nest. Although it is clear that a stork has built this nest and why: there is a ring on Jura's finger, and there are no traces of his wife in this apartment. It is clear: the dearest spouse is guarding the family hearth, waiting for her husband, who works overtime, multiplying family welfare. Still, all men - bastards. True, some bastards - pretty nice ...

From the shower out with some caution: what if he is still a maniac? And if it’s not a maniac, its size is much bigger than I’m used to, as if it didn’t hurt. Yura was waiting for me, lying on the bed.

“Lie down here,” he pointed to the place next to him.

I lay down on my back, waiting for what will happen next. And it was terrible again, and the excitement surged - I felt it was wet again. And he does not hurry: I feel the hands on my body. The palms are wide, hot, the fingers seem to be tender, but it is felt that if you wish it, it will close up with steel tongs. Again I started with a little face: I gently rubbed my cheekbones, outlined my lips, and put two fingers in my mouth.

- Suck.

Obediently suck, also caressing the tongue, as if in his mouth again his penis. For a long time this does not continue: the man pulls out his fingers and leads them, wet from my saliva, along the chin, along the neck, to the chest. Wets the nipples and starts to play with them, then gently stroking, then slightly pinching.

I feel so good that from pleasure I start to sob a little, and, unable to restrain myself, I start to caress myself between the legs. Carried away, I miss the moment when his fingers moved further down, and they were replaced by men's lips, which absorbed a hardened nipple. And when Yura bit him, gently, but perceptibly, it was like a flash of current. I was so close to the top, it seems a little more - and ... But then my hand, caressing the "pussy" covered the male hand and forced to stop.

In the stead of my fingers came strangers, more rough, but affectionate and skillful. That's just to let me finish in the intentions of Jura was not included: every time when I had quite a bit, he stopped. And when I have already decided that now I’ll spit on the remnants of pride, I will begin to beg to let me ... the man moved away, and I saw him putting on a condom.

“Yes, but you, Lenka, completely lost your head ... Well, at least some of you haven't lost their brains, otherwise you just didn’t have enough flying. That would be all the adventures of adventure ... "

At that moment, Yura was hanging over me, and I felt the head of his penis touching the entrance to my “pussy”, hot with caresses and eager to invade for a long time. only when I could not stand it, clasped his hands and tried to implant myself on the penis, did the man move towards me, entering me at once with one powerful push.

I gasped. No, it did not hurt - rather, unusual. For a moment it seemed to me that the member who entered my “pussy” filled me up all without a trace so that I could not even breathe. Yura froze, letting me get used to his size, but feeling that I was slightly relaxed, I moved on, plunging even deeper. From the bliss that flooded me, I groaned and ran my palms over the strong, lean body that covered me, from shoulders to buttocks, at the same time thanks and prompting me to continue.

And the man understood: he began to move, slowly at first, gently, but with each time - stronger and sharper.And soon he was almost completely out of me, and then again plunged to the end with one mighty push, pulling a cry from me. Having pressed me to the bed, Yura literally hammered his dick into my “pussy”, snorting with pleasure, like a mighty predator. And I ... flew away.

The first orgasm took me to the ringers gave almost immediately - my excitement was so great, the second soon came after him ... It seems I screamed, screamed with pleasure, forgetting all restraint, forgetting that they brought me here as a whore I should give pleasure, but not receive it ... I do not know how long it lasted - I lost track of time, but once again emerging from the blissful pool, I realized that Yuri's member is no longer in me, just as his lips are not on my nipples and gooses. But it was so good that there was neither the desire nor the strength to move. I was still lying - spreading my legs wide, putting all of myself on display, still not knowing where I was and what I ...

“You're not a prostitute.”

I understood from the voice of Yura that he does not ask, but approves. And here I suddenly, for the first time in the evening, became really ashamed. Before that, I seemed to be wearing an invisible mask: well, I sucked, well, I was fucked - so for confused, this is normal, this is work. But now the man just with three words tore her off me, instantly turning back into Helen, a clever, good girl who decided that she could do a little stupid things and not get caught.

I moved my legs and turned away from the man lying next to me, feeling how even my ears turn scarlet from embarrassment. I wanted to hide behind something, only I didn’t have a sheet or a blanket on hand. I even resisted slightly when strong arms turned me to face a man, but only until I realized that he hardly even notices my protest. Steel fingers grabbed my chin and forced me to raise my face and meet Yura’s eyes. Surprisingly, in the eyes of a man there was neither malice, nor mockery, or, what I most feared, contempt. Just some strange, sympathetic interest.

- What a bad day turned out to be?

My throat caught from sudden tears, so I just nodded, at the same time realizing that he no longer holds me back. The man sighed, and again, as recently in the car, stroked my hair, only this time obviously not thanks, but reassuring.

- So I have a day ... he still. I wanted to unwind, do something ... stupid, or something. I decided to rent a prostitute right on the street ... And here you are.

“Sorry,” I burst out before I had time to think.

- For what? - I think I managed to surprise him. Although, I myself am surprised.

“Well ... for stopping your plans.” He himself said: I am not a prostitute.

The man leaned back on the pillow and his mighty body shook. At first a silly thought flashed through him that he had begun to weep (heart ached from sympathy), but after a second it dawned on me that he was laughing without sound. All sympathy vanished instantly. That's interesting, if I cover his face with a pillow and tumble down with my whole body - can I choke or not?

- And ... and ... sorry, - Yura brushed away tears, - Helen, you are lovely. You just made my day not so gloomy.

The desire to strangle a man vanished after sympathy, and I smiled timidly in response. In the meantime, he again pulled me to him and nodded his head at the member that had begun to revive. For a short time, there was a desire to get up: all the same, he now knows that I am not confused. But, on the other hand, after what has already happened - it will look silly. And I could not help but admit that with Yura I was fine, much better than with Olezhka. It seems to be a loved one, but with him in bed I have never experienced anything like this. And if so ...

I willingly took a stronger member in my mouth and began to slowly suck, caressing the tongue and stroking the scrotum wet from my own discharge. Not holding back, licked the testicles. The taste was strange, but I liked it. I was so carried away that Yura had to literally take away my favorite “toy”: his hands were gently removed ... Read more →