After Anton's birthday two weeks have passed. I had the impression that those events were just a bad dream, my erotic fantasy. But I knew that this fantasy was real, that I cheated on my beloved boyfriend, swallowed his friend's sperm and shook me under him in orgasm.

Almost nothing has changed since that day. In my relationship with Andrew, everything remained as it was. Only sex has become much better. Even his gentle and tender sex brought me a lot of pleasure and orgasms. I finished under him constantly. Probably it happened because from that very day I constantly imagined how one of his friends was fucking me. Not necessarily Anton, mentally I already had everyone, even those who were girls. I imagined how Andrew was sitting somewhere, and I in the next room suck dick or give pussy to be torn apart by another guy. From such thoughts, I flowed like a waterfall and ended up with sweet moans. Andrei thought it was his merit, naive.

Now, every time when we were going by the company, Anton tried to be closer to me: he sat down beside him, “accidentally” touched me, quietly pressed himself. When no one saw him put his hand on my legs or ass. I always silently tried to throw them off, but without much zeal, because from such touches my pussy instantly got wet and demanded that Anton should surrender here and now.

I was afraid that Anton told someone about what happened then. I began to catch on myself more long and bold views of the other guys from our company, the greeting and farewell kisses on my cheek became longer and closer to my lips, although it is quite possible that I just had imagination because of the fear that my betrayal would come up.

I did not want to lose Andrew. I loved him and wanted to be with him, but the thought that I was cheating on him excited me very much. I wanted to cheat on him, but so that he did not know that he was on the verge of realization, but did not understand what was happening. The fear of being opened up excited me to such an extent that it was enough to touch the clitoris so that I would finish, but Andrei shouldn’t find out in any way - it would spoil everything. I thought that most likely what happened to Anton would not happen again (although I passionately fantasized about the continuation), because Andrey was constantly with me and never left me alone with friends. But soon we again had to spend several days together with our company - Dima organized a trip to his dacha. They say midsummer, heat, you can go, take a walk in nature, swim in the river, have a drink in the gazebo.

When Andrew told me about the trip, my eyes began to shine and immediately thoughts came to mind as I was kneeling in front of Anton and his dick in his mouth.

- And who else will go? - I asked innocently flapping eyelashes.

- It's clear that Dima (his dacha, after all), then Igor and Ira, Max and Lena, I'm with you ... Well, Anton.

From these words, my stomach ached sweetly. To all the guys who will go, I have repeatedly given myself in my fantasies in the most vulgar and depraved poses. Well, the fact that Anton will go most likely means that this trip will not be limited to my erotic dreams alone.

We went to the country on Friday morning, and we had to come to the city on Monday. We drove in two groups - we were driving in a car with Irka and Igor, and the other was Max with Lenka, Anton and Dimka. I thought with envy about how Anton in the back seat snuggles up against Lenka, kisses her neck and squeezes her chest, and Dimka on the other hand slowly leads her hand down her leg under her skirt and strokes her panties while Max drives and sees nothing. But these were just fantasies, I didn’t even know who and where was sitting in Max’s car.

All Friday morning it took to get and unpack things. The place was not very much, the cottage was not large, despite the fact that it had two floors.On the first floor there was a “front door” a small room (where everyone left things and shoes), a small corridor, a living room, a kitchen, a small bedroom and a toilet (which I was very pleased, I hate toilets, holes in the ground). On the second floor there were two bedrooms. I had to sleep with Andrey in one of them, Dima with Anton in the other (there were 2 beds), Irka with Igor and Lenka and Max on the first floor in the bedroom and living room (there is a large pull-out sofa).

Throwing things and hastily having dinner, we poured the whole bunch on the river which was very close to the house. I put on my open swimsuit and as we walked I caught on myself the interested glances of the locals. But we have 5 guys in the company, so no one even thought to pester me or other girls.

Dimka passed a public beach on which there were a lot of people and led us further. About ten minutes later we went to a deserted shore covered with clean sand. Having thrown things, we went swimming with the whole crowd. While we swam and played fishing, Anton managed to touch me through a swimsuit about ten times. From excitement, I flushed, quickly got out of the water and lay down on the litter exposing my body to the sun for tanning. Well, so that the guys could look at me. I noticed that Anton and Dima were staring at me, and Igor and Max and no, no, but they gave me quick glances so that their girls would not notice.

Over time, the whole company got out of the water. Andrew is located near me, covering his head with a newspaper.

- People, we came here to the heat, but we forgot our beer! - Anton said referring to the company as a whole, - It is necessary to drive.

- Initiative fuck initiator, - Igor shrugged, - Take the baltic me.

From all sides rushed voices who said that they buy.

“Well, okay,” Anton agreed, “I'll go, but if someone else goes with me.”

- Can I go? - I whispered to Andrei in my ear, - This dolt still will not remember what to buy, but I do not want to drink any urine in the heat.

Andrei smiled and nodded. Apparently he liked what I called Anton dolt.

I jumped up and walked over to Anton.

- I'll go with you. I will control that you would not confuse purchases.

Anton smiled meaningfully and nodded.

- Dima, you will not go? - suddenly asked Anton.

My eyes widened in surprise. What the fuck is he doing? Did he not understand anything? Mad thoughts were whirling around in my head.

“No, you have been here a thousand times, you will find the shop yourself,” said Dima lazily.

I felt an incredible relief. It is good that Dima will not go. Now it will be possible at least some time to be alone with Anton, to give him a little play with my body. My pussy was wet ever since Anton felt me ​​in the water and I wanted everything to happen as soon as possible. Of course, the thought of how I give both Anton and Dima simultaneously excited me even more. Like two pairs of hands crawling on my body, squeezing my chest, tearing my holes, just as soon two members will be in my face ... But this is impossible. Too risky. The more guys know that I am a slut, the more likely it is that someone will blurt out too much and the truth will open to Andrey. But this I could not allow. I have to act like a sweet, modest girl. The only one who can use my holes is Anton and that is very rare. Everything must be secret and not swim out.

As soon as Anton and I went beyond the limits of visibility and hearing of the beach, he immediately attacked me and began frantically squeezing my breasts, rubbing my ass and fingers through my pussy swimsuit.

- Come on, - I turned and put my hands on the nearest tree.

Anton pulled me off the bottom of a swimsuit, put a member of the pussy and abruptly entered. A moan of pleasure came from my lips. Finally, after two weeks of fantasy, this is happening again. I'm cheating on my boyfriend again. Just surrender to his friend under the tree like a cheap whore. With each thrust, I was getting more and more excited, waves of pleasure spread from my squishing pussy all over my body. Anton is speeding up.He fucked me with incredible speed, it was clear that he, too, was waiting for this, he dreamed of regaining my body again.

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