He entered me from behind
I had been seeing Sema for about a month. September was approaching, which meant his wife would be arriving soon. So our honeymoon was coming to an end. And then I decided to show him my work and give him to read my stories, which I wrote for this site. The idea had been brewing for a long time, but somehow I hadn't decided. I did not tell Semyon about my sex adventures, because we had enough of each other, and in general I am a shy person.
For me it's one thing when you meet a neighbor on the side and fuck secretly from my husband, and quite another thing when you tell the same neighbor about how you fucked other men. I even had a delusion that I would be a slutty chick if Semyon found out about my affairs. That's how a woman works. She fucks her neighbor, and she's ashamed to tell about how she was fucked by others.
But after another fuck, when Semyon came twice in me, once in my mouth, once in my cunt, and I was lying shaking with ecstasy near his chest, nibbling his hairy chest with my teeth, I made up my mind and said that I wanted to give him something to read. He was visibly surprised and said it was a bummer for him to strain his eyes yet. But I had already slid down the bed and opened my laptop. I read the first story to him by myself. He was clearly interested and continued reading on his own. The stories were short and soon he was staring at me with his mouth open.
- And this is what you really described? - he asked.
- Well, yes," I said. - Maybe some nuances and mixed up, but in general everything was the same.
- And you were really fucked in the ass?
- Yes, I was.
Then I see his dick slowly but surely rising in my direction and Semyon's eyes lit up with some carnivorous fire, as if some thought possessed him.
- Give it to me, too," he says, swallowing drool, and moves closer to me.
Well, there, I think, is the full impact of my stories. As soon as the man learned about my anal, he wants to repeat this trick. But to do nothing, I asked him to take Vaseline and lubricate my little hole. Sema was obviously in a hurry. After rubbing me with the ointment, he entered me from behind. He was shivering all over his body as he did so. I tried not to squeal from the pain, because Sema's cock was not weak. At first, my hole resisted, but soon Sema was already fucking my asshole. He obviously liked it, and luckily he soon cummed in me for the third time that evening. I immediately went to wash my holes, while Sema got high on my husband and I's marriage bed.
When we both washed up and he came back to me, we went to the kitchen, where we usually drank some wine after fucking. That's when Sema says to me:
- Listen, In. I've got an idea. Why don't you get a job at the firm that provides us with orders? There's an Armenian who's the director. He's a big man I need. He's a good friend of mine. He's a sex-hungry guy. Always fucking with me about my sex life. His secretary is a horrible bitch. He's got his eye on her, but he's never had sex with her. So I'm gonna ask you to take a job as his assistant. Well, we can meet tomorrow at the bathhouse. There's a place nearby in the private sector where you can reserve a private room for a couple hours.
Okay, the next day I put on my skirt tight, stockings, makeup lipstick brighter, blouse dressed so that my tits almost fell out, a block away from home I was picked up by Sema and taken to his corner. In the courtyard of a simple looking private house we were met by a muscular guy about 25 years old and led into the house.
There we were already met in a small anteroom by an uncle with glasses and a bald spot, who reminded me something of Beria. In general, I won't lie, it didn't turn out the way I would have liked. Armen, the name of Sema's friend, was shy and somehow unsexy. But if I was going to do it, I had to do it. I started by caressing Armen, who asked Sema to leave. We were left alone.
First I gave a blowjob, and somehow not very skillfully, I was surprised at myself. Armen's dick was kind of crooked and thick and a little short. So I swallowed him whole. And Armen kept looking at me cautiously, as if afraid of something. Then I put a condom on his dick and started to fuck him from above. Armen got a little more excited, but it was still unnatural. And I only had the beginnings of an orgasm. All in all, it was bullshit. We fucked quickly and didn't even involve Sema, it was all kind of kayfolom.
We left after an hour and a half. It didn't work out so well. I sat in the car with Sema, we were talking, and then I saw that my phone was not in my coat pocket. I said to Sam, wait, I'll go back, I'll walk home by myself. He was embarrassed after all this and agreed.
I went back to the bathhouse, opened the door, went into the anteroom, and there was a guy sitting there who had met us earlier in the yard. He's sitting in front of a TV with a big screen, like, 50 inches high. And the biggest porno is on. The guy was embarrassed and wanted to turn it off, but I stopped him and asked him if he had seen a phone. So interesting it turned out - on the screen four men were nayarirali blonde in stockings and skirt, by the way something similar to my own, and I'm talking peacefully with this guy.
It's kind of ambivalent. So we started looking around, and I said to him, "There aren't enough real girls out there. Why do you like porn? He got all embarrassed and said it happens all the time. There's a lot of it, and then there's a lot of it. I'm laughing back, so it's obviously empty right now. And whether I was turned on by the sight of porn, or whether I wanted to encourage this guy, but I suddenly decided that I had to encourage the young man. Suddenly I stretched out, as if stretching, and started smoothing all the folds on my blouse and skirt. The guy stared, not believing his eyes and not knowing what to do.
I quickly pulled up my skirt, which was tight on me and restrained my leg movements to the sides, pulled down my panties and stood in front of him, spreading my legs so that he could see my crotch, already full of juices and eager for caressing.
I just wanted to play with him, but he jumped on me out of all vigor, threw me on the wide couch and, immediately pulling down my underpants, entered me with his hard cock, reaching at once to the point from which I yelped, but clamped his cock with the muscles of his crotch and began to literally ride on this hard dick. I am not very satisfied with the position of cancer, as my cunt is so organized, but men really like to fuck me from behind.
They like to bump their foreheads into my soft ass. My lover was already on edge before me, but here he just got ecstatic and cummed in just a couple of minutes, hitting the deepest part of my cunt with a jet. It wasn't enough for me, and I wanted to curse at the asshole who couldn't fuck me hard enough. I looked at him and realized that he was embarrassed by what had happened. Then I decided to act affectionately and quickly turned around to face him, taking his dick in for a polish. Well, you don't have to teach me how to polish a man's cock. I drove his soft dick all the way down my throat, wrapping my lips around it tightly and licking the circumference with my tongue. But he wasn't soft for long.
Still, youth makes itself known. Already after a few movements of polishing with my lips, his cock began to harden and turn into a huilo, which could not fit in my mouth even halfway. Still, I tried, helping my lips and tongue with both hands. Then I see him rolling his eyes again, and I can feel that he likes my blowjob very much and will cum in a minute. Then I pull his hose out of my mouth and dig my sharp fingernails into his back. The poor guy cried out in surprise and stared at me like he was seeing me for the first time.
But it helped, he got mad at me, grabbed me, laid me out on the couch, spread my legs wide and entered me from above. He did his best, the poor couch was shaking under us, and my legs were flailing from side to side with my stockings still on. He finished me powerfully, I was already on edge, and then my favorite position. I started cumming wildly and uncontrollably, with loud moans coming out of me, so loud that the guy just fucked me up. I couldn't hold back and screamed at the top of my lungs.
But I let things get a little out of hand, and the guy still cummed again right into my fucked-up pussy. His powerful jet came just in time, it mixed with my orgasm and I went into an ecstatic convulsion, passing out for a few minutes completely. That's how I fly away in these moments of fucking and just lose all consciousness. When I came to my senses, I felt cum pouring out of me, all my pantyhose were soiled and my skirt, which was hastily pulled up, was also wet somehow. I said, undress me, help me. He took it all off so gently. Then, I said, take me to the shower.
He picked me up and carried me to the shower, I couldn't move myself. In the shower, he washed me a little, and I finished washing myself. He washes himself too, and I look at his hose with interest. It's big after all. I wanted to ride it again, but there wasn't much time. I was in a hurry, and it was clear that my husband would come earlier, that evening I was obviously delayed.
So, I said, do you want to continue? He shakes his head so happily. Okay, I say, give me your phone number, I'll call you back. Then I nod at the TV with porn, and say, I can do just as good as her. The guy smiles and asks if I can bring my friends with me. Okay, I said, I'll think about it. I realize that I'll be fried in every hole again. We'll see... I don't even know if I should go to the chorus fuck again. After all, I can't avoid anal, which I'm still not used to. I wonder if there are women who really like it. I wish I knew, man.