Hello everyone) I read the comments and saw that everyone was interested in how my relationship with Seryozha began. I thought and understood that the readers are right, what is obvious to me, is often not clear to them, because they do not know the chain of events that is known to me. I decided to tell a little more about my relationship with Seryozha, this will allow readers to understand the continuation of part six, and even those following it.

As I already wrote, when Sasha gave me more freedom in actions, and in principle, speaking as it is, then almost complete freedom, I felt very uncomfortable. The world to which I was accustomed, quickly disappeared, in a couple of months everything changed and I did not understand what to do with it. During these two months, I had several successful adventures at first, I relaxed and ran into trouble two times in a row.

The first time I met a taxi driver, a superficially handsome guy, smiled at him promising a couple of times, he unceremoniously felt my chest, apparently took me for a banal prostitute, put me in some kind of forgotten Godhead, I did not suspect anything bad, I did he gave me a blowjob, he stripped me naked, took the clothes to the trunk, fucked him once, then went out for a smoke, another taxi arrived, a peasant of a criminal type peeked into the car, looked at me appraisingly and said he got in his car, I did not dare to fear , silent and sat down to him, he took my clothes from the first one and put it in his trunk.

He sat next to me in the car and for the first time in my life I was not happy with sex. I will not describe in detail the smacking member, to put it mildly, which unceremoniously shoved into my mouth, the poses in which I had vaginally and anally, one thing is good about the condom. After an hour, it ended and I was transferred to a third taxi driver, who, to my happiness, turned out to be a completely sane young guy, who, after a quick blowjob, I persuaded to take me home, telling me about a big heap of problems that prevent me from staying longer with him) The last a drop were two bills of two hundred hryvnas found at home in a pocket, which it is not clear who of the three put there. I, in a rage, tore the bills into pieces, threw a hysteric into Sasha, and did not speak to him for two days.

After this adventure, I was pretty scared, although after a couple of days the fear passed, I forgave Sasha, although he wasn’t guilty, and with him he remembered this incident with humor.
The next incident happened literally 5 days after the first one, I walked home and an unfamiliar guy of about 25 began to flirt with me, he looked quite nice, said beautiful compliments, even bought and presented me a bouquet of flowers. I talked to him a little, got acquainted, I’ve missed sex these days, I had a thought, and why not, I began to answer his flirt, he hugged me gently, after five minutes we were kissing passionately at the nearest open entrance, it was three in the afternoon and full of people on the street.

Twenty minutes later I finally melted and when he offered to go to his house, I immediately agreed. He stepped aside, telephoned and began to talk to someone in an incomprehensible language, although his appearance was absolutely Slavic, and spoke Russian without any accent. Coming up to me, he said that his brother was at home, we had to wait 20 minutes until he got together and left and we would go. The situation was quite everyday, it did not alert me, we again took up kisses and caresses. After about 15 minutes, the phone rang, he listened and after saying a few words disconnected, we left, he caught a taxi and said the address. When we arrived, I saw a quiet courtyard in the center of the city, we went up to the third floor, he opened the unlocked door, and I went there on my head)

Upon entering, I saw another guy, also 25 years old, also of Slavic appearance, but when he spoke, there was an accent, in my opinion Caucasian. They began to talk among themselves not in Russian, chuckling, I immediately determined the apartment as a daily rent, and I immediately understood that it looked like I was in trouble again. I tried to get out, saying that I would buy water while they were talking, but I can see that I was a bad actress, the second immediately understood my plan and without talking, with a smile, slapped me a strong slap. I flew off to the wall, grabbed my cheek, got on the other cheek, then fist in the stomach and fell, gasping, on my knees.
He crouched beside me, waited until I catch my breath, lifted me by the chin and calmly said, with a slight accent: You're going to the room now, and when I get there, you should already be waiting for me in bed, okay? I tried to look at the first one, but he came out of the corridor, the second one hit me in the face again, asked: Do you understand?

I shook my head, said: Yes.
He got up, I walked past him into the room, in the middle was a large bed, I quickly undressed and lay down under a blanket.
After a couple of minutes, the second one came into the room, undressed, walked over to the bed, which he said with laughter, the first one answered him, too, with laughter. Most of all, it frightened me that they did it absolutely calmly, without visible emotions. He pulled the blanket off me, looked at it, waved his hand to me, beckoning and pointing at the member said: Come on!

I sat on the edge of the bed and began to suck, he quickly got up, he silently turned me to the knee-elbow position on the bed, put on a condom and fell in behind. We must give him his due, he had a rather big member, he used it skillfully and I got wet pretty quickly, despite fear and remnants of pain. Maybe I would even get an orgasm, but I was knocked down, that they were constantly talking about something, laughing, I understood that they were discussing me and it made me angry and scared. Forty minutes later he pulled out a member and stuck it in my ass, it was quite painful, I screamed a few times, jerked, he again said something with a laugh, slapped me hard on the pope, I froze and he took me by the sides, became completely drive me into your device. I moaned quietly, fearing new blows, but fortunately he quickly finished and pulled a member out of me, said something approvingly, patting me on the pope, and they both began to neigh.

The second one came out, the stripped out first came in from the corridor and everything repeated, like a carbon copy, even in time. When the first finished, he was replaced again by the second, although this time he had to suck for a long time, and he drove me right in the ass, then he was replaced again by the first one, which, for a change, finished in my mouth and the second dressed came to me and said: but if I see you again, then I will cut off your head, okay?
I did not understand anything, but I nodded confidently and they left without saying goodbye. Twenty minutes later I ran away, all the way to the house, looking around and expecting some sort of dirty trick.
That was such an adventure, after which I showed Sasha, mentally, a big bargain and decided that from now on Dima, Natasha and Seryozha, my only friends!

Tomorrow I will lay out the continuation)

So, after such “funny” events, I firmly decided to limit my activities to sex, only reliable and trusted friends, who, except Dima and Natasha, along with their Sergey, had no one else. After spending a week at home, I could not stand it and asked for Dima and Natasha myself.
The three of us had a great evening, but at home I thought. Dima and Natasha are of course always happy to see me, but they have their own problems, during the day while their daughter is in kindergarten, they are at work, they are free in the evening, but at home the child, who cannot be put to bed, should be taken to her grandmother, then taken at night in the garden.
All this made our meetings difficult, and therefore rare, and I clearly understood that I will have 2-3 meetings per month, well, very few.
Seryozha, whom I had previously perceived as an attachment to Dima and Natasha, remained, communicated with him, though kindly, never refused sex, but preferred to be to Dima.
I had very little information about Serezha, I only knew that he had a Mercedes Vito minibus, he is 12 years older than me, he lives in a one-room apartment, works for himself, but I didn’t even know his mobile number.
Thinking I decided that I shouldn’t be asking for meetings with Seryozha myself, it’s better to wait for Dima to invite him, and then take a closer look at him.
I decided not to dedicate Sasha to the epopee with Caucasians and my thoughts for the time being, and then we'll see. A few days passed quickly, I behaved like an exemplary wife, I did not go anywhere, I was discouraged by Sasha's hints that I was not feeling well, which, however, did not interfere with our sex)
As the call rang that morning, Natasha called, she would meet with the proposal in the evening, I naturally agreed, without asking anything about Serezha. In the evening, coming to their house, I was happy to see Seryozhin’s car, I didn’t plan anything special, I just wanted to try to meet Seryozha more often, or through him go to someone else.

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