Men often find it fun to start fucking a sleeping girl. They are even sure that the dick alarm clock is very much to their liking. I don’t know ... I’m not saying that it’s unpleasant to wake up in the arms of a loved one on his penis, but sometimes the invasion of the dick into my dream caused and even now causes nightmares. During my career, prasts and simply because of my heightened sluggishness, I was raped several times when I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time of day, not in that company, and not in modest clothes. There were several gang rapes. It seems that I survived them without serious nervous breakdowns, except for the fact that she remained a whore in the shower for the rest of her life, although it’s not a fact that rape has anything to do with it ... Okay, we drove ... In short, when someone starts to fuck me asleep, I almost always have dreams of gang rape. This time, too, I dreamed that three bastards caught me in a night park, they were still beginning prasta, raped, forced to sit with a cunt on a beer bottle and even urinate on my face ...
I open my eyes and see the face of Lena's friend, somewhat wrinkled after sleep. Both of us once worked together with our cunt, but Lena then took up the mind and began to build her life with a long-range view, although she did not give up sex as a way to achieve her goals and earn some money. Maxim, whom all friends simply called Max, was her next roommate. Usually, Lena changed her roommates, who shamelessly cheated behind their backs, on average once every 5-7 months, but Maxim, running ahead, I say, lived a whole year, even after breaking up, when Lena lived with another, they sometimes met and fucked up
When I needed to seduce my husband so that he looked through my suspicious adventures behind his back, I planted Lena under him, then “caught” them together, “forgave”, joined them third, and finally arranged for me, my Oleg, Lena and her Max began to regularly engage in swing. Now my husband, through his fingers, felt that by all indications I sometimes walk on the side. The poor fellow did not know that his head was bending under the razolimi, branchy horns, that half of his “friends” had already managed to crawl under my skirt ... Lena moves her whole body forward and kisses me on the lips. Gentle kiss, not particularly passionate, just an expression of sympathy from a friend. Her finger lightly touch the nipple of my chest, marigold gently scratch the skin.
“Take care of them,” a friend whispers in my ear.
With a smooth movement of the hips, I achieved that Max's cock slips out, then turns around to face him and wrap his body around my hands. My legs invitingly move towards him. There is no need for him to say anything. Max immediately enters my pussy with his cock that hardens like a baton. Beautiful dick. Everything in it is proportional. I like to suck such, especially if it is safe to do it without a rubber band, so that the hot jet would beat in your mouth, and you swallow sperm. Max did not smoke and drank a little, so his sperm was tasty, did not taste at all. Now, however, after sleep, I preferred that he simply fucked me, without any fancy. Let him breathe, bending over me, buravit with his manhood, let him end inside, good today is a safe day, let him prove that he deserves to fuck such two otpad sluts like me and Lena. Turning my head, I looked at my friend. That, smiling, selflessly jerking off her pussy. I began to selflessly kissing Maxim. Our tongues wove together in a fierce fight. The man, leaning on me with his whole body, continued steadily to hammer into his pussy with his dick. The fingers of his hands sometimes caressed the sensitive nipples of my breasts. A wave of orgasm covered me. I was arching my back like a cat, screaming, not restraining myself at all. Max is accelerating. His orgasm comes a minute later. Inserting his dick to its full length, he ends, firing at me one charge of sperm after another.
Then I go to take a shower, and from there to the kitchen to make breakfast for everyone. Laughter, the sounds of kisses come from the bedroom, then a brief silence ensues, women's moans and cries. You do not have to be Sherlock Holmes to assume that Max pleased Lena with sturdy Cooney. That he can ...
At the time, as now, I was working as a secret. There is such a slang, denoting a secretary, whose duties initially include rendering a sex service boss. Sometimes he can put his secretary under the person he needs, go with her to the sauna, where a childhood friend will be waiting for him, “borrow” her for a while from the taxman, etc. Once the boss was my client. Subsequently, when I decided to start a “on call” job, I had to look for something to do. After a few trial and error, she accidentally entered it. It turned out that he desperately needed his own proven fuck for the body and successful business. The fact that I had already managed to get married by that time, only added positive signs in his eyes.
The call to my mobile.
- Masha! Jump on the stick.
Clear. "Zaskochi on the stick" - this is a fast, working sex program on the table. I studied it well. The boss did not treat the giants of big sex, fucked mediocre, suffered erectile problems, outwardly belonged to middle peasants, got 45 years old (I was 29 years old then) bald and small beer belly, but for such a salary I was ready to fuck anyone. In the end, if it didn't work out, the boss was always ready to come to the aid of his shamed manhood language or fingers.
The door behind me, I close the latch. A few weeks ago, I forgot to close, and a new girl entered the boss's office, knocking but not waiting for an answer. You should have seen her face! Scream!
Pose I choose. Usually on the sofa the boss fucks me for a long time and thoroughly. This in the boss's language means “let's go and explore”. When he wants me to “drop by mine”, I have to crawl under the table and suck him while the chef sits in the chair. “Let's jump” - also in the chair, only I am on top of his cock. Well, and something else was, just do not remember. Today, "jump on the stick." If I get on the table, it will take longer, so I stand in front of the table, lean forward and lean on the table with my hands.
“Today is a safe day,” I gladden him.
Boss is attached to the back, lifts the hem of the form-fitting dress. I previously took off erotic panties stories while sitting at my secretarial desk. Having unbuttoned the pants trousers, the chief takes out his fat and short cock, wets my pussy with his saliva and inserts it. I can feel him rooting in me. The boss is in too much of a hurry and ends early, without really turning me on. Good fuck does not tolerate fussiness. We silently clean up, throw away the used napkins in the trash, the chef kisses me on the lips. Taking advantage of a convenient moment, I ask you to let me go after dinner, dragging in a reason that has just been made up why I need to leave early today. Feeling that he was not up to date even by his modest standards, the boss agrees.
Returning to my waiting room, I make a few calls on my mobile phone.
Even before the break, I walk out of the building, walk around it and walk in another direction, take the elevator to the ninth floor, wander in winding corridors, go out to the fire escape, and go up two flights of stairs. Misha, the best friend of my husband, is waiting for me there. He worked in a bank branch located in the same building. Oleg introduced me to his friend at our wedding. After 3-4 months I have at the most inopportune moment ...
the car broke down, there was an urgent trip to Poltava, as it turned out, Misha had to go to Kiev on the same day. I took advantage of his offer to throw me. On the way, Misha constantly squinted at my legs in black tights, looking out from under a short skirt. Then I noticed that he had something to puff up between his legs. My mood was upbeat, playful and lascivious. I reached between my legs with my hand, laid it on top of the fabric, feeling how the riser was growing with jerky jerks and squeezed a little. Misha looked at me.
“Look at the road, otherwise we’ll fly off the track,” I told him.
The man obeyed. I unzipped the snake and pulled the cock to freedom. His dick turned out to be big, afterwards she measured and intended almost twenty-one centimeters. Because of this, by the way, the guy had problems with girls since high school. Personally, I was not at all frightened by such a razmerchik, I even inspired him, although it is better not to insert such a giant in my ass anyway. Whatever it was, but this time I decided to limit the manual service. Once the older girlfriend at the hotel taught me how to properly masturbate the dick so that the man would end quickly from the strongest orgasm. This time I tried my best, which is why the car didn’t twist well on the track a couple of times, and the jeans and the interior were very dirty ...
This place in front of the roof hatch became the site of our infrequent but regular visits during the break. Having exchanged duty phrases, we get down to business. Soon the break will end, and Misha will have to start working on his boring work again. With him, I also eblas without gum, believing assurances that I have him - the one and only. Of course, stupid and risky, but, as the future showed, I didn’t get infected with anything then. Girls and boys! I advise you never to risk as I risked. I was very lucky in this regard in life. In spite of all my stupidity, I only had Venus three times, though in its light forms. But I know many who picked up serious gonorrhea, syphilis and even AIDS from those who were considered reliable partners.
I put my hands on the railing, pulling back my delicious ass. Misha himself pulled up the hem of my fitting dress. I never wore panties. Why fuck panties? By that time, I was all running from the anticipation of a cool fuck. Misha acted correctly: at first he slowly introduced his dick to the very limits, made sure that I was all wet there, and only then abruptly pulled him almost completely out of pussy ... then sharply started ... brought out ... started ... brought out. .. Muffled moans burst from my mouth.
- Like, fuck?
- Yes.
This is our game. With him I want to feel lowered, selling blyudy, money ready for almost any perversion. In principle, the way it really is.
- How much your pussy earned today?
Unlike her husband, Misha knows almost everything about me.
- Nothing yet. After you go to earn.
“Dirty fuck,” he whispers.
I love to hear in my address all sorts of humiliating words and mate, only here Misha has to whisper them in my ear, and not shout in full voice, as I would like.
- Selling slut.
- Yes, I am done khuyososka ... davalka ...
- Manda is selling ... a lowlifted joke ... a mokroschelka station ...
I am completely distracted, dissolving in this flow of the mat, turning into this very lustful, venal, smashed up mosswalker. His hands lie on top of his breasts. I didn’t wear a bra today, and hardened nipples instantly respond to his caresses through thin fabric. Dick shots become sharper, more stupefied, sweeping. A squish comes to me. This is from my juicy pussy. Fingers are all strong squeezed hardened nipples, causing a sweet pain ... The flow of humiliating insults brings me to emotional ecstasy. An orgasm covers me with a wave ... I fight ... wriggling ... Almost simultaneously with me, hot streams of sperm beat me inside ... one ... second ... third ... fourth ... Dick slips out of oozing sperm pussies She pours down my legs. It will take a long time to wipe them with wet wipes. Misha easier. His service includes a "wash". Quickly, I squat, grab his dick, from which the sperm thread hangs, quickly lick the whole cum off my dick, and then wipe it dry with a paper napkin. Full service.
“Hurry up, otherwise you don’t have time for the end of the break,” I say, buttoning my fly on his pants.
Misha bends down, smacking me on the cheek and leaves. Now you can take care of yourself ...
A small asphalt area, which is surrounded on all sides by bushes and trees. Homeless people here, oddly enough, do not live, and blasphemes, if they appear, then later. I'm sitting in my car and waiting. "Mercedes" appears after ten minutes ... a little bit of a little bit ... Two men are sitting in front. These cousins I call Chuck and Huck. Once in my childhood I read a book where brothers were so called. Both are bisexual, lovers of golden rain and light domination of a whore (above me, in this case), but today it will be simpler.
I get out of the car and deliberately depraved gait, wagging my hips, go to their Mercedes. Nobody sees me anyway, but if someone hides in the bushes, let him jerk off. What do I need? I open the door and put it in the back seat. Exchange of duty phrases and smack smacks. The first, slamming the doors, Chuk moves to me. He always and in everything tries to get ahead of his less initiative cousin. Sitting comfortably on a soft seat, he gives all the work to me. Nothing. This is exactly what I love much more than when a clumsy sucker pushes my mouth, trying to penetrate deeper. I learned the art of blowjob by intuition, then I brought my adherence to perfection, when I sucked to anyone in the hostel, but I already achieved real mastery when I went through an accelerated course under the guidance of the famous Kharkov blowjob Snezhanna. The old woman worked up to fifty years, by the way, she looked good to the very end, but in 2016 she finally tied off the past ... Something I get distracted. Personally, it seems to me that many porn actresses specializing in filming with cock in the mouth could envy my deepthroat. Personally, I have always been impressed by the American porn actress of the 70s of the twentieth century, who was filmed under the pseudonym Little Oral Anya. A deep blowjob at the speed of a perforator, when a man's member freely enters and comes out of your throat, this is the pinnacle of my skill ... Okay, okay, and you can't boast ... I come back to our rams, as they say.
I can condom with a mouth, sometimes only with a mouth. It does not work, but in most cases it turns out. In this regard, Chuka's dick was not a particular problem. Quickly ringing it, I still helped myself with my hand a little, and then it began. I moved briskly, with a twinkle, driving a male dick to myself almost to the glands. If you are not lazy, then at this rate you can very quickly bring a man to orgasm. Huck, leaning over from the front seat, pulled up the hem of my dress. By that time, I had already pulled on my thin panties, which by that time had completely wet my sperm and my own juices because of Misha.
“Count up, it's all wet there,” Huck exclaimed.
To discourage my clients I did not. Let it be better to think that they are such irresistible men, that I am all running from one of their kind.
Huck, pushing aside the matter, penetrated his fingers into my oozing slit. I, without being distracted, polished his cousin's cock. Finally, Chuk finished with a long moan. Having put himself in order, the man left the back seat, making room for his brother. I got even faster with Gek: the man had finished in less than five minutes.
Customers paid off and left, and I offered to wait in my car. If you think that my every day was like this, that I am pathologically greedy or just as pathologically depraved nympho, you are not quite right. Usually, there are no more than a couple of males per day, sometimes three, but no more. For money, I do not often fuck, less often than I would like, I don’t want to abuse my body too much, I just needed money at that time. A week before the husband described by me went on a business trip, I went to my girlfriend's birthday that evening, as usual I could not resist alcohol, drank a little too much and crumpled my wing heavily on the fence. I didn’t want to upset my husband, and urgent repairs cost me a lot, so I tried my best to fix the shaky family budget.
Another customer was late. I called him back. It turned out that B. P. was stuck in a traffic jam, but will be from minute to minute. Minutes lasted up to half an hour, but the client still arrived. Suction in a condom, while in the car, with slapping me on the buttocks did not take much time. In principle, nothing to tell. Of all my today's ebari this was the worst. But generously paid.
In fact, after B.P., I was hoping to go to one of my paid eBayers, I had already made some sort of agreement, but at the last moment the text message arrived. Oblomchik. Okay, that happens a lot. I had to spend a couple of hours in the shopping center so that I would not arrive home from work earlier. My husband sent a message that he was already in Kharkov and was waiting for me from work. He knows that I do not like when he calls me to work. Well, yes, sometimes it is very unnerving when you lie under the chef or suck Misha, and then you still have to answer the call of her husband. I returned home, accurately calculating the time. Oleg met me on the threshold of our apartment.
“Darling, I missed you so much,” I exclaimed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
- Me too, Mashunya.
We stood for a long time right in the hallway and kissed, then Oleg took me directly to the bedroom, but, remembering the sperm of the boss and Misha, I still managed to slip into the bathroom, where I quickly took a shower. Then Oleg fucked me in various poses for a long time, not forgetting any of my holes, and I told how I missed him, how lonely I was, how my boss bored me with my equivocal hints, etc. Yes, if you think I am two-faced, lying scum, I will not argue.