At that time I was still studying at the university, but I already moved out of the hostel, rented a flat with my friend, and spent more time on fucking than on studying. Two men ordered me for the whole night. One, his name was Kolya, I knew well, I served him several times, but his friend did not. Kohl recently got divorced and spent money earned not on his wife, but whores. Previously, he spent them mostly on his wife, but the whore also fell, and then his wife found out, was offended and left him without sex, and herself - without his money. Nothing like a man. I liked him, even thought about not agreeing to become his cohabitant, only for this I had to become a “decent” girl, but I didn’t want to break my fucking nature, I already knew that “decent” wouldn’t come out of me for anyone.
Kohl loved to fuck me in the ass, as if I had no other holes. She knew such men besides him. Usually these are married women whom wives in the ass do not give, so they find an excuse to go to the left to the praste. That late evening, he and a friend also basically fucked me in anal sex in turn, it was good though the lubricant was of high quality, and their dicks were not particularly long and thick. In the end, the two of them made me a helicopter. Who does not know, a helicopter is a simultaneous fucking of a girl by two men, mainly in her pussy and ass. I became a helicopter pilot in my first year, so the experience helped. When both men had finished, they almost immediately fell asleep, and I, as I was, nestled between them, too, too. I woke up in the morning, and I really want to smoke. Why? I see my clients also widened their eyes. Kohl asked to give me a cigarette, but my lighter was empty. Then I had to ask another to get up, took a lighter from my trousers and gave me a light. When I was smoking, lying in bed, I remembered something about the fact that my mother, she is still a slut, if between us, still not aware of the fact that I smoke, not to mention the fact that her daughters made up of them pryadlyushku, or rather, she herself wanted to do.
On the same day, I met with my girlfriends, who did the same thing as me. We sat in the hut, drank light wine and poisoned jokes. One, it seems, Sveta, although I don’t remember exactly, told the following anecdote:
Frenchwoman wakes up in the morning in bed.
- Paul! Give me a cigarette!
Then turns to the other.
- Pierre! Give me a light.
Delays and says:
“My mother would see me now.” She thinks I quit smoking.
I really lost five minutes of hysterical laughter. Girlfriends could not understand what happened to me. Then only, having calmed down a bit, she explained. Then they all laughed to the lurch. Life anecdote.
The second cool incident happened at about the same time, but a little later. I then specialized in group sex. If you ordered an experienced whore for 2-3 men, then the choice often fell on me. My previous experience of a common whore helped a lot. In prostitutes do not always go, having a great experience of diverse fucking. Many girls are afraid of group sex, anal makes them hysterical, etc., and I don't care about anything, so I was often taken for such orders. I was not against it. They paid more. At that time, they took me to a private sauna with three blyuhastykami. Just by going in, I noticed a plate of Viagra on the table and realized that I would have to sweat not only in the direct but also in the figurative sense.
Then, just as the fashion was to order a piece of prasta itself, swallow these pills and torture it in all holes with its non-falling dicks. Well, we girls imagine it so. Really already hate stats this Viagra. Well, that time my worst fears came true. Hue men have all turned red from the blood. They stand, fucking, and do not fall down. He already fucks me for about a quarter of an hour, he doesn’t cum, he doesn’t fall, and he fucks and fucks everything. Finished at last, fucking, but dick is still worth the stake, and he continues to thrust him into me. In short, somewhere closer to the end of this fucking strada, I found myself between two biachastic in a pose on all fours. One of his dick in the gum in the pussy fucks me in the back, so shooing that the smoke goes, and the other in front of me fell in, and I suck him. A third with a rebellious dick sits next to him and waits for his turn. Finally, I could not resist waiting and said:
- Who would change?
I then let the cock out of my mouth and tell him:
- Replace me.
Laughter then echoed throughout the sauna walked. Even waiting laughed, not offended, with a sense of humor, the little man turned out to be.
After a couple of years, this incident was told to me in the form of a joke by my fucker, not even knowing that the heroine was now lying in bed next to him, and after some time I stumbled upon him on the site with anecdotes. erotic stories of sexytales It is said that an anecdote was originally called a ridiculous incident that happened to a very real person, often a celebrity. Do not be surprised that even now some jokes have very real prototypes.
The third case relates to the topic because-to-extent. At first I will retell one joke:
The husband comes drunk with traces of lipstick on his face in the morning. Wife to him:
- Where have you been?
And he answers:
- I am a free bird, wherever I want, I fly there.
A few days later his wife disappears for a few days, then comes in a new fucking dress. Husband to her:
- Where have you been?
She is:
- I am a forced servant, when released, then I came.
Life anecdote. If a woman wants to go on a walk, then she has more chances. In a man, when the money runs out, then the spree ends, and a woman can walk for a long time and not the fact that she will be released when she wants.
In the summer of 2015, my husband somehow went on a spree with his new mistress more than I let him go, didn’t answer the phone calls, and after returning led himself brazenly, agreeing that we have free relations, therefore he is a “free” person and can afford to walk "left" as much as he wants. Well, ok ... In the end, I casually told him this joke.
Less than a week, as I shook off with two of my regular outbuildings in the countryside, my mobile phone turned off and had fun. Two days have passed, but they do not want to take me back, and you can’t get out of that wilderness, if not on wheels. Turned on the mobile phone. Husband called just when one of my lovers pissed me into my pussy. I answered him, explained the situation, he was angry, then I repeated the last phrase from the anecdote: "I was a forced servant, when I was released, then I came." He understood everything.
There have been other cases, but I’ll not write about everyone now.