The next morning I felt a sense of threat. Still, I have changed my beloved man, who has always been so gentle with me. But life went on as usual. Leshka more and more plunged into work in his construction company, where he was promised a great future. From the strip bar, he quit, because there was no time left. In my free time I was left alone. About once a day of the week, Marinka and I went to some club or cafe, where, as a rule, we were never left without male attention. Basically, this communication ended in a slight flirtation, but a couple of times we repeated rather depraved sex with practically unknown men.

The third year of my studies was coming to an end. As in May, I again came to our college hostel on the birthday of classmate Lenka. We were not great friends with her. But I helped her on the eve with the course, and she, as a token of gratitude, invited me to her. So-so gratitude, because at that time I could afford much more fun. However, I decided to agree, because I still had nothing to do.

Birthday took place in a rented apartment, where about twenty people gathered. On the table were beer and vodka, as well as plain snacks. I met the male half with delight, since, considering my appearance, I was wearing a short red dress. I sat down at the table, congratulating the hero of the occasion and giving her flowers. The boys vied with each other, trying to please me, telling me all sorts of nonsense. However, I was already used to communicating with older men, so I did not pay attention to students.

At some point a guy in a soldier’s uniform entered the apartment. I did not immediately give this value.

- Oh, fuck, Katyukha, is it really you ?! - I heard.

Turning around, I saw Max. Looks like he just came back from the army, and looked into his old hostel.

- Maxim, hello, I rushed around his neck, meeting me like an old friend.

Max, in his own way, squeezed my ass with his hand, slightly raising the hem of the dress.

- Well, are you still the same submissive girl, or have you already become a common davalka?

Max said it quite loudly, that I was embarrassed, and those present immediately looked around.

- Well, you, Maxim, I am an exemplary girl, - trying to make excuses, I replied.

Max grinned, but did not develop a conversation. He sat down next to me, hugging me around the waist in his own way.

The evening went on, many got drunk, Max entertained me with soldiers' bikes (completely stupid), not forgetting to paw me at all parts of the body. Of course, I was not a girl of strict principles, but before Max I could not resist.

During the evening, Lesha called me a couple of times, as luck would have it, he was freed early today, but each time I asked for leave, promising to return home in an hour.

I was already pretty drunk and asked Maxim to poison me home by taxi. Max, oddly enough, immediately called a taxi company and called the car. When the car arrived, he helped me to the exit, and to my surprise, he got into the car with me. I called the address, and we went. Upon reaching, Max helped me out. I wanted to thank him, but Max intended to lead me to the entrance. We went with him to the entrance, I called the elevator, but Max did not intend to leave. In the elevator, he went with me.

- Max, I'm almost married.

“Almost - it doesn't count,” answered Maxim and put his hand on my ass. With the second hand he took me by the back of the head and pulled me towards him. We merged into a passionate kiss.

Then the elevator stopped. I thought it was my floor, but it was Max who pressed “stop” and we hung between the floors.

- Well, you fucking missed me? - asked Maxim.

- Little.

- And often now tear up your holes, developed by me?

“Only my boyfriend,” I lied.

- Well, now I will. - Max turned me to the wall. I put my hands on the wall. Max pulled up the hem of my dress, pushed the strip of panties to the side and began to caress my crotch with his hand.

- Maxim, do not !!! - And she stood and did not move.

Maxim rush, wielded in me fingers.

- Well, whore, completely forgot daddy? You forgot how I designed your holes.

- No, Maksik, I have not forgotten.

- Your boyfriend will not mind that I will periodically use your holes? Say fuck.

- No, Maksik, he doesn't need to know, insert it to me, I already want to.

- Beg me, fuck.

- Fuck me like a bitch, thrust me deeper, I want to end up under you.

After that, Maxim, undid his pants and pulled out a member. Substituting the head to my hole, he made me sit on it. I wagged my booty, trying to implant myself, but Max kept removing his penis. He clamped his hands behind my back, so I could not help myself.

“Well, Maksik, insert it to me already,” I asked hopefully.

- Ask for it, slut.

- I ask you, use my hole, fuck her properly, finish it, - burst out of me.

Max seemed to be pleased, as my labia expanded, and his cock entered. A sigh broke from my lips. I was fine. Max fucked me like crazy. It seems that he really abstained for two years, so the first time he finished in 30 seconds, he flooded me from the inside. And there was so much sperm that it flowed down my legs.

Max unceremoniously wiped his dick on the hem of my beautiful dress, then buttoned up his pants and turned on the elevator. We drove to my floor. I wanted to wipe off somehow, but Max stopped me. Coming to my door, Max put me on his knees and began to insert a half-drunk member into my mouth.

- Max, well, not now.

- Suck a bitch! - He himself put his finger on the doorbell of my door.

Damn, Lesha, I did not want to lose, so I began to quickly suck Maxim. And I did very quickly, so that the neighbors did not have time to notice me in this form. It took a couple of minutes for Max to pour on my face. He deliberately pulled his penis out of my mouth and, pulsing, drove across my face.

“Now I see that you are as cheap as a whore.”

Max enjoyed his position, and I tried to catch his head with my mouth.

- In general, so whore, I have fought you before, and now I will. And fuck me on your boyfriend. And now, wipe your bummed face and pussy home. - With these words, Max turned around and went to the elevator. I did something like wiping my face from sperm, went home. I was hoping that Lesha was already asleep, but he met me on the threshold (apparently I was messing with the door lock for too long).

- Well, where have you been? - asked Maxim.

- I told you, I went to my girlfriend for my birthday.

- Is this girlfriend you so finished off?

If I somehow managed to put my face in order, then the drops of sperm on the dress were clearly visible. I lowered my head.

- It seems you are tired of a quiet measured life, and you decided to wander. Bitch, I love you! - Alex was beside himself with anger.

I stood silently, head down, feeling the remnants of sperm flowing down my legs. Leshka walked around the apartment and was freaking out.

A whore, a slut, cheap, how could you, - Lesha raged. - Quickly go to the shower and wash your dirty body! - Lesha commanded. I obeyed and immediately ran into the shower. I washed for half an hour, and when I left, Lesha was no longer at home. I tried to call him, but Alex did not pick up the phone. I could not sleep for a long time, thinking about the situation. On the one hand, I love Lesha, besides, he is a smart prospect for creating a family. On the other hand, he absolutely does not satisfy me. With these thoughts, I fell asleep.

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