the side of the foot went up to Katka's crotch, groping and trying the clitoris with his fingers.

- In short, bitch. Yesterday, the warm-up was, today we will fuck you up - he put his back to Katka on his knees, clasping her breasts with one hand, and the second on the clitoris.

- Fuck will be tough, not sparing. And you will suck today. Too much with you yesterday was a fuss.

Katka was silent. Her mouth was open, her mouth breathing unevenly through moist lips. Everything that happened was exciting and she did not quite understand how to react to it.

“Go, stand up against the wall,” Vova ordered her. And he got up and began to undress.

- Well, what the fuck do you need to repeat a hundred times? Lean down, ass protruding, and bend your knees. Faster.

Katka, holding the wall, bent, legs spread wide. Expecting what she will be told to do next.

- What a small skinny kitty and so delicious, interesting, will rumble during sex? - looking at Katka, said Seryoga and added, - won't you tear her up with your dick, then?

“Not normal,” Vova undressed and stood behind Katka, slightly to the side. - Let him get used to it, then he will thank you.

He approached her, and holding his waist, helping with his hand, began to insert his penis.

“Ahhhh,” Katka moaned, clinging to the wall. Her pretty face twisted. But Vova, without paying any attention to it, holding her, walked in between her legs with one jerk.

“Fuck, dry,” he complained, accelerating. - Nothing, it will be developed now.

He moved more energetically and in half a minute picked up the pace.

“The pussy is not at all fucked up,” pawing Katka, stated Vova, addressing Seryoga, “well, this is a fixable matter,” he grinned.

Serega, too, grinning at the passing joke, slowly, began to undress.

Katka felt herself dripping, and imperceptibly, as she thought, she began podmahivat. The member inside it went like a well-oiled piston.

Vova turned her to himself, and pressed his back to the wall, kissed the hickey, hands tormenting her ass.

- Go to the sofa become a cancer, - he ordered her.

She got up, he walked in front, sending dick to her mouth. She took without any delay and Vova noticed it.

“Take it deeper ...” he watched as she sucked, “and wag your ass.

Katka tried as best she could. Seryoga has already undressed and she realized that they will fuck from both sides. Her skinny body with bulging ribs was covered with goosebumps, and her ass, with inviting movements, continued to go from side to side.

And here Seryoga did not keep himself waiting, holding Katka around the waist. A moment, hesitated at the entrance, his dick entered her from behind. For some time, the guys caught the pace. And Katka also arranged for them.

- Vov, now it turns out with us, your free whore? - Serega asked, concentrating on fucking Katka, - can we not call toll anymore?

- What are paid, are you crazy? Yes, and they do not try to fucking, - surprised Vova, - fuck this, while you can. Now she is everything for us, and will do at any time. Use on health and do not ask stupid questions.

Katka wanted to say something, getting out of tempo. But she got a big slap on the ass, and, changing her mind, continued to move in the same rhythm.

- And where to finish? - asked Seryoga again.

- Sereg, are you stupid? In her, where else?

Katka felt that she was flowing like the last bitch and cumming, and could not do anything with herself. My legs were cramping, and the hot pussy wanted more and more. She already podmahivala openly, forgetting everything in the world. Her divorced feet in stiletto heels swayed in time with the movements.

“If we raise her well, she’s a great fucking good for us.” She sositsya already normal. I know what I think Sereg? Come on, we'll fuck her next time. In the ass tried?

Katka, groaned, and choking on a member, negatively shook her head.

- Well, Sereg, next time carefully deprive her of anal virginity, and then we will regularly fuck. One problem will be less. She will be able to work with all the holes that we need. We will be in her pussy and ass at the same time, how are you?

- Yes, I'm all for it! Do you think it's time?

- Yes, why pull, the faster it will develop the better. And then these conventions only strain.

Vova took a member from Katka's mouth, feeling her hot breath. He was already at the limit, and, making a couple of movements with his hand, he shot a long stream of sperm into her open mouth, hitting a bit on the lips.

“Now, after sex, you will always lick the lugs,” with these words, he again inserted the dick in his mouth and Katka began to lick his tongue, hot from the desire. Her body twitched from involuntary convulsions.

- Well, clever, you try - almost tenderly praised her Vova. - You have an obedient girl.

Again he took out a member from Katkina mouth, and added:

“And next time you come with a prepared anal sex,” he leaned over and took her by the throat, looking into her eyes, “yes?”

“Yes,” Katka whispered, gasping.

- I can not hear.

- Yes, - Katka moaned loudly, wriggling with her whole body.

Seryoga finished it, going all the way. He croaked something unintelligible, his head bent over her back. Katka, too, from an oversupply of feelings almost fell on her stomach. Having finished and rested a little, Serega did not even have time to take out his dick properly, sat down on the sofa, and Katka suddenly turned around and took it into her mouth, carefully sucking, lifting her ass up to the top.

Friends looked at each other in surprise.

- Well, look at this fucking good, huh? - from overwhelmed his feelings, Vova, unable to restrain himself, slapped her on the ass.

This went on all summer. The phone rang and it was called up on the blues. Several times left overnight. Katka herself was amazed how from a decent girl she turned into such a tear. As she promised, the holes were developed to the limit, ceasing to deliver even the slightest inconvenience. Anal after the first time ached, but then became almost rubber, dutifully taking a member.

They did as they liked, educated and used it as they needed and conveniently. She became their free entertainment and pleasure. Everything that happened was a strange mixture of tenderness, assertiveness and practically rudeness.

Three times she was flogged with a belt for some far-fetched reasons. Rather, they just wanted to torture and see how her ass would twitch in pain, and her body to bend. The first time was whipped for being fifteen minutes late, the second because they didn’t like her underwear, and the third, without thinking of something to cling to, for not doing everything quickly enough.

As she understood, the apartment belonged to Vova, and Seryoga temporarily lived with him, quarreling with his wife.

And then came September. The phone is silent for three weeks. It would seem that it was necessary to rejoice, but Katka was tormented by something from the inside. And it wasn’t even the case of videos and photos. They kept their word, and everything remained secret. It was something else.

Another two weeks passed, and Katka, having scrolled everything in her head several thousand times, decided to call Serege on the phone. But the phone was disconnected. Strange.

Going to the familiar door, she once again weighed everything for herself and pressed the bell.

“And this is you,” in his characteristic manner, opening the door, Vova greeted her, “come through.”

- How are you? - He asked, passing into the kitchen.

- I'm fine, and you?

- We are also doing well, Serega returned to his wife. Here I have to you, uh ... one thing. Wait for me now.

He left the kitchen. And a minute later he returned with a small box in his hands.

- Look, there are disks, cassettes are still some kind of crap, - he picked up the flash drive and stared at her point-blank, threw it back, - in short, everything is with you, video, photo. Serega has nothing left either. All here. Nothing else, no one, no.

She looked inquiringly at Vova.

“Take it,” he replied, to this questioning look, holding out a box for her.

Katka, after a while, took the box:

- Something happened?

- Not everything is fine.

- Right?

- Absolutely.

- Well, then I went?

- Go.

She reached the door and turned around.

- But why do you give me all this? - Katka directly looked at him, and he experienced some inconvenience. So she did not see him once.

- It's a difficult question.

“And yet,” she said, “that's all, is it?”

“Um ... I wouldn’t want you to depend on it all.”

“It didn't bother you before.”

- Well, everything flows, everything changes.

The silence lasted for several seconds; she continued to study him with his gaze.

- May she be with you, - Katka handed the box back.

And here, already Vova was surprised:

- Yes? Are you sure?

- You know, I love to be dependent. And ... can I live with you?

- For a long time?

- All right.

- Stay.

Katka came up, wrapped her arms around Vova’s neck and kissed her hot lips.

“Well, then until the evening, I am in charge of things,” she left the apartment, slamming the door behind her.

Vova, stood for some time in the corridor, holding a box in his hands, pondered. And he said aloud:

- It will be better, Vova. Much better.

P. S. from the author: in the photo is a model under the pseudonym of lovelyirene. The continuation of this story is called “Make me worse.”