The next morning I woke up with a terrible riser. There were still fragments of sleep in front of my eyes, in which some men mercilessly in all the cracks had my Masha, and she moaned from their members and screamed that she would fuck harder and that she would always give them. I began to masturbate, clinging to this dream, and finished in just a minute. A mixture of jealousy and incredible excitement raged in me. I realized with horror that I had never felt so alive.

A little thought, I called our local unit, said that I urgently need to leave, packed and went home. After 4 hours I was parked at my door.

On my call, Masha opened me, wearing a tango panties and a light translucent T-shirt. Through the T-shirt looked nipples, mischievously otopypyrivaya fabric.

- Honey, why are you back so early? Did something happen? “From my expression, she guessed that something had happened.”

And then I laid it all. What he saw as not just fuck her ass, which I never managed to get into, literally tearing up huge members of men, how they discuss with a Caucasian accent what a great slut she is and say that they fucked her by no means alone time!

The horror and the realization that I had learned everything appeared in her eyes, tears came out in her eyes, and she sank to the floor from her impotence.

- Yes Yes Yes! I'm a complete whore! She whispered through sobs. - I just can not live without members, I like rough sex, since in the tenth grade I fucked with a crowd, after this sex once a week is not enough for me! And you fuck me even less!

She shouted the last phrase in my face. I was ashamed, because I really rarely could give her time.

- Are you from the tenth grade fucking with just anyone? - My voice broke from a surge of sudden excitement. - How it was?

Masha looked attentively at me, and said:

“You really want to know how I became that?”

I swallowed a lump in my throat and nodded. She straightened, looked at my eyes again, took my hand and led me into the room:

- This is a long story, sit down.

“At the end of the tenth grade, I was probably one of the most beautiful girls in our school, which was greatly facilitated by my dancing classes. Many guys ran after me, but, although I tried, I didn’t have a long relationship with anyone - I quickly became bored with them. I was a virgin then, and the maximum that allowed was to pop my chest under a blouse and nothing more.

Once Sanya, Seryoga and Vanya, they studied a year older, in the eleventh grade, called me aside for a change and offered to take part in the filming of their video. They tried to rap, of course, they thought it was great for them, but it was far from the truth. So, on one of their songs, they decided to make a video and send it to some producer. And in order to make the clip great, you needed a beautiful girl, but what kind of rappers are they, if the chicks around them don't curl? ”

Masha grinned, plunging into the memories, she saw that I literally caught her every word and realized that I would not continue the scandal.

“Of course, I got a little broken for the sake of seeing, but this is the dream of any girl, to play in the video! And I agreed. We agreed to start at the weekend. On Saturday, we cornered on an abandoned construction site nearby. Apart from me, Sani, Seregi and Vanya, there was also Max: this is a puny boy from my class, he had rich parents, and he loved to photograph and shoot video, so he bought him a very good video camera. He also became our operator.

For jokes and jokes, they began to prepare for the shooting, Max set up the camera and looked for places where beautiful shots could turn out, and the guys helped him as much as they wanted and dragged behind him what two searchlights that serve as spotlights. What are rappers, yes without alcohol? The guys probably brought a couple of crates of beer with them. To my reasonable question, they will swim in it or something, I received the answer that it is better to let it stay than it is not enough. Of course, I didn’t refuse to drink beer either, especially since my parents drove off to the country, the end of May, the weather was awesome, the sun was hot in July, and the mood was just great.

Shooting began, the guys were in the foreground and read their rap, and I was dancing on the back in my short denim shorts and denim jacket. Then I danced alone, Max needed the frames of my dance. I squirmed erotically, unbuttoned my jacket and opened it picturefully. Under it was a tight-fitting T-shirt. She, of course, was not transparent, but the lack of a bra, and my already-filled third-size chest certainly added eroticism. Guys happily whimpered in the background.

Shooting lasted for more than an hour, Max tried to the full, he shot each and separately and all together, he shot from the top with a pile of bricks and from the bottom, lying on the floor and not paying attention to the dirt. It was evident his professionalism, the guys and I obeyed him implicitly. He often shot me either from the bottom, especially the bottom, or close to the chest. I liked it, I bulged my ass and danced so that my breasts jumped in time with my movements. I did not notice how my nipples became hard and became visible to everyone.

All the others noticed this, in the frames with my participation they began to behave more relaxedly. The guys constantly touched me, hugged me, and Sanya, as the most courageous, in the frame, where he reads his words, and I stand, leaning in front of him, and my back to the camera, grabbed my ass and started eagerly crumpling her. But, since there was a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere, I just smacked his hands in a picture and with a laugh escaped from his hands. We took a break, the guys got bottles and another beer. Max began to look through the footage, I looked over his shoulder and saw the footage, as I protruded my ass, clinging to Sana, as he grabbed me for her. It was so sexy that I immediately felt hot between my legs.

Vanya, sipping beer, suggested that I change my wardrobe. It turns out that they brought with them several sets of women's clothing, it seems from the sex shop. I wonder where they took her? There was a very short plaid flared skirt and the same shirt, leather skirt, more like a belt, translucent thongs and a swimsuit, consisting of only ropes.

I, of course, resisted. The guys began to persuade me, they admired my forms, they said that what kind of clip without a girl in erotic outfits and that during the editing of the clip it was only for me to decide which frames would be included in the final version. Beer, sexual arousal and their persuasion did their job, I agreed.

I ran into the next room, took off my shorts and pulled on a leather skirt. I did not take off my black thongs, as did the topic, only the thought flashed through my head that it was good that I shaved my pussy before the shooting. I was surprised at such a thought, because my plans were only to erotically curl a little towards the guys, there could be no talk of any sex, I am a virgin! I straightened her skirt so she hid her ass and went out to the guys. Their looks were filled with such admiration and desire that all bad thoughts flew out of their heads.

Immediately started shooting. I erotically danced, constantly straightening my little skirt, which was bullying upward, almost completely baring my ass, and in the background the guys read rap. Max, such an infection, tried to shoot me from the bottom, the skirt could not hide anything. By the way, it turned out such a cool frame: the camera shoots the guys, then gradually pulls back, passes as it were under my legs apart, and I, at the same time, leaning a little, pulling out my ass! Of course, there it was visible, how shorts tighten sex lips, and how the string of string disappears to honey of buttocks.

It looks like I was already pretty drunk, because when Seryoga sang in the next take, I started rubbing my booty about him, bending down on a picture. As soon as I straightened up, he did not lose his head and grabbed my chest. I slapped his hands, but did not move away. The next few takes, he actually unceasingly ...