All names are changed to protect my identity and the privacy of my friends.

My name is Olga. I am a young pretty brown-haired woman with long hair, a good figure and a large enough breast (3rd size). I am a student, I work and do dance professionally in my free time, thanks to which, when I walk down the street, many guys turn to me. But, unfortunately, nothing more. I lost my virginity only at the university and then “overnight” - one guy slept with me a couple of times and ran away. Did not agree. And I always dreamed of a kind and decent man, to whom I would be able to fully give and trust myself. But I was lucky to find a completely opposite person, which I want to tell you about.

One day, on one of the dating sites an anonymous user wrote me a question without a photo, "Would I like to participate in conversations about sex." Of course, I took him for another pervert, but in order to amuse my self-esteem I decided not to send him right away, but to talk a little. During the conversation, he turned out to be a fairly decent and intelligent young man, and his style of communication about sex did not at all correspond to typical perverts. So we talked with him - first on the site, then moved to a social network, where I discovered his true face. He turned out to be a rather ordinary young man, a brunet, moderately strong, plump with strong hands, a kind face that didn’t turn me away from him at all, but didn’t attract me either. He had a girlfriend, but his communication with me on closed topics was becoming more and more open with each passing day.

Every day our correspondence became more and more frank and hot. We discussed poses, sex toys, role-playing games with him and exchanged explicit pictures from social networks, arguing how pleasant it would be to fuck a girl, and more specifically me. I, as inexperienced in sex, fully trusted him, and he used me as he wanted. Quite often we talked with him about how he fucks me in the morning or in the evening, or finds me in the process of masturbation while watching porn and fucking me and similar situations, including the BDSM genre. In our correspondence, more and more often, I tried to make him pleasant in bed and confessed his love to him, and he, like an obvious male, just fucked me like the last slut and got indescribable pleasure from it. “These are just fantasies,” he told me, once again, persuading me to write to him how I erotically suck his dick or throw off my photos in my underwear.

Then one day, on a warm summer evening, I receive a text message from him “go for a walk. I'm at your dorm. ” I didn’t need any other words - having dressed quickly, I was already on the street. He meets me like a close friend - they embraced, exchanged welcome good-natured smiles, but no more. I remember that he has a girlfriend and that our correspondence is “just fantasies.”

We go to the park and walk until the evening, leading meaningless conversations about nature, weather and other nonsense. We do not notice how it gets dark on the street and Victor (That is the name of this cultural anonymous author) invites me not to freeze and go to his house to drink hot tea. I do not mind, and we are moving in the direction of his house.

On the way to his house a nice girl ran past us. He frankly looked at her ass and, noticing my eyes, smiled at me and said:

- This baby has a nice ass.

I was a little embarrassed and lowered my eyes, but then I felt a slap on the pope and heard:

- But your ass is also nothing. I like it, especially in those pink strings. Are they on you now?

And his hands in arrogant begin to crush my buttocks, feeling the panties. He begins to passionately kiss me in a hickey.

I feel that I can’t resist his strength, and I don’t want to, and I respond to his kiss with my arms around his neck.

His hands slip under my skirt, and I feel how he manages under her, squeezing my buttocks, and with my finger approaches my already wet girl.

- Mmmm ... yes, you already want to feel my dick in yourself, yes, bitch?

- Yes, dear - I whisper in his ear trying to hold back a moan of pleasure.

He throws me on the shoulder like a real bear, flies into the nearest entrance, opens the door of an apartment on the first floor, and we find ourselves in his hallway. Immediately I am in front of him on my knees, he tears my blouse and bra on me and my chest is in his hands. He passionately creases my tits, while pulling out his dick from the pants. Before my face is a healthy hard member with a purple head in full combat readiness. Without ceremony, he pushes it into my mouth and begins to stick my head on his instrument. I am a little sick from his negligent attitude towards me, but at the same time I feel how every second in my panties everything is getting hotter and hotter. I firmly grasped his buttocks with my hands and with pleasure I squeeze them and scrape my claws. The feeling of fire between my legs becomes unbearable, and one of the hands slowly sinks under my skirt to at least slightly reduce the heat.

Noticing this, my tormentor lifts me from my knees, turns my back to me, puts my hands to the cabinet and tears off my skirt and panties. My wet girl is right in front of him and without thinking twice, he drives one finger into her, then two and three and works out my narrow, inexperienced girl with them. It is already hard for me to hold back emotions and I begin to moan sweetly in the hands of this pervert.

- You love that bitch. Cancer and as deep as possible - he says, and inserts his hard cock into my languishing girl.

His unit enters me very hard, but his skillful fingers did a good job on my girl - the juice from her helps the member to slowly but surely enter me. After a couple of minutes, he completely finds himself in me and begins a reverse movement. Each push responds in my body with a wave of pleasure and swaying my boobs. He leans towards me, squeezing my breasts with strong hands and sinking me faster and faster on his penis. He starts to growl, and I feel his hot sperm filling my girl. From such pressure and the heat of his sperm I cried loudly, finished, ripping the chest out of his strong bear paws. There was so much sperm that it began to run down my legs straight to the floor.

The outbreak, and I understand that I was photographed in such an impartial way. I turn around and see Victor with his pants down with the phone in his hands. He playfully looks at me and whispers:

- That's how I imagined our first sex with you, a dirty bitch. And this will be my nice bonus - a photo for memory

And he loudly slapped me on the ass.

This started the story of my becoming a sexually perverted girl. I will be happy to talk with everyone. Waiting for your comments and emails.