This story happened to me not so long ago. This was my first experience with a man that I will never forget. I will describe myself a bit: my name is Nastya, I am a pretty brunette with big blue eyes, long legs, resilient and inviting ass and a neat beautiful medium-sized breast, I am skinny in stature, but I am fine in the right places because I am fond of sports.

I study in the first year of uni. I finished school with a medal, then I entered the budget. In general, an exemplary girl. And in the same university with me, a guy named Murat is studying. He is a young sports handsome, wrestling champion, who is always fashionably dressed. According to the nation, he is a Chechen and his brother is a local criminal authority: looking outside the city. And according to rumors, he himself is engaged in crime, especially given the fact that he did not work anywhere, while traveling on a very expensive jeep and went with very expensive watches and in expensive clothes.

All the guys were afraid of him, he could push anybody with their shoulders with impunity or send obscenities on level ground, and at the same time they apologized to him on their knees almost. And all the girls from the university flowed from him, as, indeed, I. From my girlfriends, I heard about his sexual virtues. Two of my classmates at the same time made him a blowjob and told about it, as a great achievement.

And so, once we wrote off with him on the Internet and made an appointment. I wore a beautiful underwear and a pink dress, perfectly fitting my sweet thighs and with indecently deep neckline. I did not fully understand what I was doing. I have not had experience with men yet, and I doubted that I want to spend my first time right now. But I just adored this guy, the feminine in me begged me to lose my virginity with him.

It was already nearing night. He arrived on time and was very nicely dressed. Clothing perfectly emphasized his figure. He was shorter than me, but very well built and just exuded this masculine energy that drives me crazy. His face was very beautiful and brutal at the same time. This is an insanely attractive mix. I really liked the dark shade of his skin and the sweet smell of his cologne.

And so I got into the car, closed the door behind me and said to him: "Hello, Murat." He replied: "Yes, yes - and then he reached out with his left hand to his groin, patted twice and said - Start." Right on the parking lot! I was wildly frightened by these words, but I was extremely excited. I began to resent that there might be people around, I tried to at least pretend that I was a decent girl. But it was all meaningless.

He threw back the seat and looked me straight in the eye: "What are you, whore, I spent time here, gasoline, to come here, and you're here trying to arrange a presentation for me?" Such an appeal shocked me. He called me a whore? I'm still a virgin! What does he allow himself !?

I braced myself and said irritably: “Murat, they were joking and that's enough, right there beside my house, I am a knot here ...” - and then I received a good such slap in the face. His gaze became a little insane and glassy, ​​but at the same time he spoke in a rather cold tone: “First, do not tell me here, you, the Russians, this is normal, my mother told me in childhood that you were all fair-minded slut, so don’t the fact that someone in the yard will recognize you. And secondly, I am not to you Murat, I am now your Chechen master, and you are my Russian whore. I hope you understand it? ”

A mixture of insane fear for oneself, anger towards Murat, insane excitement and insane shame swept over me. The shame that I realized how much my ears caress his deep voice, his light accent, his confident tone.Shame that I realized how much I was excited by his dirty curses and his violence against me and from the realization that I had already fallen in love with him.

“Who are you?” He asked, still calmly. I hesitated a little and said: “Nastya, we are with tob ...” - and again I received a slap in the face. I was terribly outraged. What the hell does this animal allow itself? How can you behave like this with a girl !? But fear and excitement overcame. The first time I felt this crazy cocktail of vivid emotions. Before that, there was nothing of the kind in my life. And I realized that after the first dose, I definitely sit on this buzz forever.

“Who are you?” He asked again. I am silent, and he immediately slaps me. Again the same question, the same indifferent and domineering tone. And I get a slap again. Again the question. Again strike. I was very much afraid of his cruelty and realized that I must obey him in everything so that he would stop. And only a slap burned the skin of my face again, I, without waiting for him to ask the same question again, quickly, without even thinking, screamed: "I am your Russian whore!" said: "Do not yell, bitch! Mom did not teach you how to behave? People might not think well, for example, that I was raping a drunken scum in the car! ”I immediately issued:“ I understood, my Chechen master! ”

"Well, fine. You understand the essence of our relationship. Now we are starting all over again, ”said Murat in a mocking tone and again patted his groin. I am in a daze and of course I get a slap in the face for delay. “You called yourself a Russian whore, and Russian whores take out my dick themselves and start sucking him. It is enough for me to just click the fingers, and I have already given you almost a direct indication! Or maybe you decided to fuck me when you called yourself a Russian whore !? ”- Murat asked, obviously amused by all that was happening. I answered him: “No, of course! - immediately saw him swinging and sharply said, “No, Chechen sir, I'm not trying to fuck you!”

He smiled and patted his groin again. Again, get hit with a palm on the face. And again. And I insert: "But I never had a husband ..." - and again I get a blow. I hear from him: "What do you mean? Do not tell tales. You are Russian chicks since birth fuck. Fathers have a booted head from the earliest years, and then you jump from early school classes to members of Caucasians. You are a born slap. It's in your blood. And now I'm not going to discuss anything with you anymore. If you show off, you'll act harder. ”

And then, frightened by the next blow, I began to bend, but I did it slowly. And my lord, yes, I already recognized him in my head as my lord. He grabbed my hair and poked his nose hard in his groin, just like a cat poking his face into the urine. I tried to move away and then he said: "Then do not pull the rubber!" I unbuttoned his belt and button of his trendy jeans in pace, then took to unbutton my pants. I immediately heard: “Stop! Mouth! ”I obeyed and bent down, clutching my teeth with the lock, then pulling it down, unbuttoning my pants in this way. Then I lowered my jeans, under which were black pants. I let them down too and finally he looked to my eyes!

I looked a lot for the life of different pornography, but I didn’t even see anything so gorgeous in the pictures! And here it was in real life! Long, very thick, slightly twisted up, with a huge beautiful oblong and perfectly rounded head! It was about the size of a half-liter bottle. Everything was perfect, he was symmetrical, no irregularities, every contour of his penis was perfect. I melted in this sight. It was a divine rod of fertility, he personified the full power of his master over me. If I were a sculptor, I would immortalize this miracle in a statue, along with its owner.He was hard as a stake and when I touched the head, he shuddered from the tension, from the strength in him, eager for liberation. Now I was ready to give everything for the opportunity to touch him with my lips and release this force outside.

I sat sideways in the passenger seat, deliberately making a beautiful body bend to satisfy my master's gaze. Began to lick, then suck the head ...