My old friends (couples Gene Lena and Peter with Lucy) invited me to a "picnic", about the fact that yesterday, Gene was appointed acting head of the Finance Department. But at the same time it so happened that yesterday I held my husband and son in a 40-day vacation and they drove off far beyond lake Baikal, in the taiga. After a good meal and drink decided to play poker five of them. About the game conditions have agreed in advance to losers has not suffered financially, the maximum rate shall not exceed two hundred rubles. This evening I was lucky: on hands remains fifty roubles when he went to a map. To continue playing, I needed to borrow a hundred rubles. I just said it, Lena exclaimed: "this can not be and speeches! We did not agree". Then after a brief pause with ambiguous smile added: "If you're so confident it can put its pants". I shouldn't have to pay attention to a remark - Lenochka has drunk too much, and it may be part of the excitement of the game, but I wanted to recoup, and despite tone of a friend, in which it was possible to solve an obvious dirty trick, I said that they are ready for any conditions. Having overcome confusion (on fourth ten years, still confused as the schoolgirl), has pulled together under the table panties ultramarine colour and has solemnly assigned them near the pile of banknotes. Should not probably say that after my demarche game considerably quickened, and Lenochka has looked at me with lustful eyes. The game lasted. Peter Lucy was lost, I remained at the interest, but I didn't have to pay. "I'm not playing anymore, - I said, - I have nothing to bet". Smiling enigmatically, Lena says: "it's a shame you went to play! If dear public does not object, make an additional condition to the game: bet the rest of my clothes. Win - of course, all yours. Lose - to fulfill all our wishes. Okay?" I began to object. Those present began to persuade me, convincing that I will win. Protested, as they could, but the company roared, indignant: how, they say, so, we made it the exception to the rule, and she does not want to continue. In the end, I agreed... and lost outright. What happened! You would think that everyone won, except me. When universal hubbub little verse, Lena sugary-malicious voice and speaks: "Come on, old girl, I said strip!" Tried to beg, asked to take pity on me and exempt from such testing. But I had to see this public: all was in vain. Reluctantly perched on the table (this was the first wish which was expressed Lena's husband) and shaking hands with tears in his eyes began to unbutton her shirt. The excitement of the audience grew. Stayed in a skirt and bra. Recent partners poker roughly applauded, shouting in unison: "Naked! Naked!" Took off bra, revealing quite a massive chest, intending to stop on it the further Striptease. But the audience was in a frenzy: "a Skirt! Skirt! Down with the skirt!" Eventually Peter undid the zipper back and skirt fell to my feet. I stand, completely naked, on the table, and around - four crazy, jumping and screaming. I was very ashamed, although I was always proud of his body. At their request I as the model on the catwalk several times turned around its axis, showing, to whom the charms and advantages, disadvantages who. When the view is finally over, and gotten dressed, I suddenly noticed that my clothes were gone. My question Elena answered that the loser is the loser and it is not returned neither money nor anything else. Therefore, if I lost clothes, so you'll have to walk home in the costume of eve. Such a prospect I was not happy mentally imagined the upcoming route and burst into tears. From the village to the station, where you have to sit on the train and then move around the city! But how? NAKED? Again begged to stop all foolish game and to return me clothes, plaintively lamenting about there that I not only squandered all the money, but was naked in the truest sense of the word. "Well, - interrupted the silence, Peter, - submitting a proposal: give him the jacket, which will take you to the house, but on the condition that you are now posing in the Nude in front of the camera during the fucking. Peter makes four images, which you then "redeemed" by doing one our desire for each photographic print. Agreed?" Of course, I knew that it was a trap, their "wishes" can be worse than to put me on the street in the buff. But I was not, and I agreed. I haven't been with a man and I passionately began to surrender and passionate to pose in sexy times in front of the camera! And although the men had two, but I'm left unsatisfied, even after each of their men popusili me a couple of times, because whenever I was approaching orgasm flashed the flash from the camera and I was unceremoniously moved into another ridiculous pose. Each picture tried to do so that have been seen, as the members are in my every hole! In the most unexpected way Orgy stopped and handed me a sundress. God, why do I not asked to see the dress before the beginning of the Orgy? This jacket was made for a teenage girl and length it barely covered my ass, exposing the entire length of my naked and chubby legs. The cut was such that after the lower buttons on the hems sexually divorced in different directions. And even when closed the bottom buttons can be seen, in any panties the lady, and under the sundress for the conditions should be I'm naked. Top button barely allowed me to squeeze inside a sundress to my Breasts fourth size. The sundress was sewn under buffer 2 size. And the two tiny straps that were on the shoulders - was held together by Velcro, which is bad kepleris. I didn't want to dress in this dress, and passionately wanted to continue the fucking, well, at least to orgasm. The first time I felt an animal passion that I'm forced to look at the camera directly during the fucking and the first time I felt pleasure from the views of men who want to fuck me. He lustful eyes of men and the opportunity to look at their lustful words as I am so excited!!! Several times I paraded between the clothing of men, showing himself the way I look, if not buttoning the bottom button (the belly button hems were divorced in different directions) and then fall out of the chest, once to unfasten the top button. All were given obscene replica specifically flowing down my thighs juice from my pussy. When I undid the last third, Central button closure, the jacket did not stay on the straps. Straps immediately razlomalis and the dress, the couple was carried away by the wind, leaving me completely naked. I strongly demanded my clothes, because it said that I'm afraid in this dress go through your entrance to your fifth floor. On the second or third floor with guitars sit every evening a gaggle of local boys and girls... I then offered one last time to play cards and have already decided so – win - will give clothes not win, I will comply with the terms of the contract. And we enthusiastically began to compose a contract. It turned out so: I 40 days I get to sexual slavery. Because in 40 days you get back from vacation, my husband and son. For 10 days each of the participants in this Orgy. Every day I leave home to work or another place in this sundress clad naked body! During the day, for a gentleman anytime, anywhere given that man, which I will tell Mr. The first master has appointed Gene. Gennady is my colleague at work, but works as an assistant Deputy.gene.the chief financial officer. I am a simple employee of financial Department. Gennady and his wife Lena assured me that nothing bad would happen, as I live in the same apartment block with me and me in the morning to work "under cover of their bodies would bring from the entrance of the house and to work. And there, at work, he will give me other clothes, not so openly exposing my body like this dress, but the work he I accompanied to their friends for poenita at the party, but if he wants to, and at work am I someone to fuck... the Rest of the participants also briefly outlined how they would dispose of my body, when my body from Gennady transferred to them. Peter quickly brought a bunch of photos printed on the printer photos again from relish-commented and laid out four envelopes and told me to sign the contract and sit down to play cards, whereupon the contract, and clothes back in the case of my winnings. Or you can go out there naked, but wear a sundress and quietly to go home and take these pictures, but to go alone and maybe right at the entrance of the boys love going to fuck and disgrace for the whole house. I had a powerful neobit, jacket to wear is not wanted, and I strongly signed the contract. I so hoped that everything would turn out, but in the fluff lost! Gennady and Lena immediately flustered, threw in my direction a sundress and hurried toward the station on the train. Peter and Lucy wished me good gay sexual slavery and invited the next weekend will come back to them in their country. Although I was dressed in a sarafan, but due to the fact that the street was lit, I always thought that their Windows holiday village looked at me, and the wind was whipping on the bare sex lips, which created an unusual excited state. When walking in this jacket so they could see my hardened nipples! I'm from the walk were excited more and more and felt eyes Gennady, which is a measure watched me through the thin fabric of the sundress passionately squeeze her Breasts and nipples. Gennady prudently rastegnula the top button and my Breasts immediately fell out with his captivity. I want to fuck – that is what I exhale escaped from his chest. Gennady ordered – well, unbutton all the buttons. I literally happily unfastened, and the sarafan immediately took to Lena. I was sure that Gennady I immediately begin to fuck, and I didn't care that the street was lit... But Gennady elegantly offered to take me for his pen and so on and we went down the street of a holiday village. I'll fuck you on the porch of the store, at the corner of the street, he sang in my ear when my hand went to his fly. To the store still had another hundred meters and I'm curiously looking around, I began to wonder, well, at least someone sees I'm naked podrujku go with the couple? Curiosity rapidly passed into delirium. And when we turned from the deserted streets, I have not even had time to properly scared. In front of us on the porch of the store sat three young guys in shorts and a guitar (well, just like in my entryway). The guys jumped up when she saw the picture. Gennady brought me out of obscurity and mist, and sweetly sung: "Olenka ask young people to cigarettes." And at the same time freed from my grasp. Left without the support of his hands and getting a boost from Lena in the back, I made a few steps towards the guys and asked for a cigarette. Lit. And all at once! And again the requirements of the Gennady – faye Reagan, male members of the excited – get them H L E N S and I immediately got the next two guys climbed in shorts. As I howled with delight that at the same time with two standing members in shorts felt like a lot of male hands again attacked my body, from the bliss, I rushed to passionately kiss one of the guys. I felt like clay in the hands of young men. They were obviously strong guys and not have to adjust the force with which you push the body all relaxed women. One wanted me to bend and then back to insert. While others on the contrary: to lay me back on the porch. At the same time some guys drove his fingers deep into my copiously wet pussy. As a result of their concerted action I very highly lifted up one leg and breaking through the fingers that was in my vagina someone harshly in my pussy drove member. On the opposite side of the street passed tipsy a young married couple, but I'm even more whetted. I wanted to show all the random witnesses, as I passionately podmahivat fucking. From the sharpness of my podmahivat movements in the hands of men did not resist my Breasts and the shadow of the lantern on the wall of the shop very sexy cast a shadow as my huge knockers shaking to the beat growing fucking. How long was fucking me standing on one leg I don't know. Probably quickly I was transferred to the worker-peasant pose expanding on the porch of the store. Where can be down asked a question to Gennady the guy who grilled me in the pussy. Gennady said that whores always lowered into pussy. And everyone here in the village tell me what to do this weekend stocked up on certificates from the venereal diseases, because the auction on this whore will only be carried out among those who help is. From what he heard, I felt my body immediately discharged stormy orgasm. I, 35-tiplatelet married woman, working as an analyst in the Finance Department - WHORE!!! Well, finally ended my dreary, not sexual life, I'm a WHORE!!! And at the same time exhausted fountains of sperm and the guy I sucked and then the guy who fucked me in the cunt. I instantly melted from bliss. The guy pulled out of the pussy dick and hurried to fill his not yet limp member in my mouth. But I managed to say, Sir, that whore you spit sperm... I had said it with such sensuality, that without waiting for a reply from Gennady immediately began to swallow sperm and just take in kind of another member -- of Course Gennady and Lena in two voices said – Charlie – every last drop the third guy in this moment in me he thrust his cock. He was a completely different rhythm, not as frantic as the first guy, but apparently I was overcome by a multi-orgasm while using and while he steadily fucked me and I sucked the other two members I had orgasm after orgasm. As soon as the guy pulled me into the vagina immediately fell in one that I pussy fucked... his dick again got stronger and he very prudently pulled my body to dick, helping himself firmly, clenching his strong hand on my ass, lifting my pelvis to meet his powerful weapon. I myself began to help him in this – was that some sort of acrobatic fucking, and he heard the applause among the onlookers. And why only in a small holiday village may appear to onlookers in the 1st hour of the night? Guy lowered me convulsing, pulling my body into his instrument, so roared and yelled that he was spermaceti and how great it is to pull the fucking slut whore that Oran and squeezing of my body I just broke a crazy orgasm. The bruises are huge! They heard the comments – this is fucking, that's an ORGASM! I was immediately transferred to pose cancer. And new guys were popusili pussy and squelch Breasts against each other out in this position pleasure, and me, and everyone who I was watching. All of a sudden the Orgy has stopped. My hand lifted from the porch of the store. Gennady and demanded that I group of the audience said, "thank fuck loves You all" and played it at my Breasts. That's what I did and why-that is not said just loud, and very loud – well, finally I'm now a whore! Slut is not a slut – well, does it matter, I realized that it is important that I as a married woman have long missed the sight, and the enraptured cries of the men who WANT me... Yes me! That is the thought I was in LOVE!!! I was so pleased and blessed that even have guessed that a rag that I threw and I wiped and wiped the streams of sperm that flowed through my thighs it was the same jacket. The sarafan that was my only clothes in which I had to move further today. All wet from sperm pajamas I was wearing on the go, catching up with Gennady and Lena... I quickly caught up and feeling the lightness in my whole body start to flirt and Gena/Lena and even with random passers-by from unfastening, buttoning the lowest button and the top button and the third button with the shooting of the sarafan, forcing Lena to catch flying off the sarafan. We did not buy tickets, because as Gene said, the supervisors will let you fuck Me... was a nice thought that I can use to pay for anything. From this thought my nipples harden again and I'm not how much embarrassed, began to show through the thin fabric of the sundress. The idea that I can pay is that, for me, as financier, was TABOO. Today I overcame a TABOO! Today I first entered into a sexual relationship again with three completely unknown to me men! So many times I wanted many times from such dreams Wake up! Really – I do that easily? When – right in the train? But we absolutely arrived safely on the train... Probably from thinking that I can repeat at any time I skolechko not clamped and calmly walked through the cabin of the car, offering to bring me the Gene of a man in the vestibule. But the behavior of Genes were pragmatic: we don't need sexually transmitted diseases from the homeless! Hour of the night there are many homeless, if you need to humiliate you – I have plenty of other ways – patience. On the last floor, where we climbed three of us, we scared two guys and one naked girl who sing is located on the top floor. They quickly fled, not even having time to really see what the mother of one of their friends so very loosely dressed. Gennady and Lena immediately took from my apartment all linen and even closed all the dresses, telling me that I was always naked at home only, the benefit now is very hot in the summer, and my husband and son will return from vacation in a month. And with these words he demanded that I took off my jacket. Just removing the jacket at home, and realizing that it I don't even give washed, I suddenly realized how early I wanted to get into sexual slavery, maybe it even was my dream. Standing naked in her apartment before Gena and Lena, I listened to the instructions. I have to open the door naked to anyone who wouldn't have called at a door. For determination – just don't look in the eye call. If this is a stranger – in any case not to close the door quietly and not covering private parts, communicate. And especially not to cover up private parts with his hands, if will be knocking someone of my friends or friends of my husband or many friends-friends of my 15 year old son, all because you can calmly explain – very hot... and to leave the house: strictly only in this dress. Tomorrow morning Gennady to come see me, that I was not much afraid to be overcome in this jacket the way from home to work. I noticed that the sundress was already now much smelled the acrid smell of semen and her secretions, what Lena said, come out to the balcony and at night let primako jacket disappears. We three went to the balcony. Clotheslines I have were located outside of the balcony, and Gennady made me reach to the farthest rope and defiantly chatting my Tits, to attach jacket. I was scared, right under the window came the sound of guitars and bawdy songs of youth, but Olga noticed that the guys from this height is not visible in what you're wearing or are you naked. But my huge Boobs treacherously betrayed me that I possibly naked. I wanted to leave immediately from the balcony, but Lena handed me a cigarette and we lit up... I frantically pondered his position, but whatever happens I frankly liked from the balcony some reason Lena told me to remove all curtains from the Windows, until we removed all the curtains, I stood on a stool and watched with interest into the Windows of the building opposite. Not that terrible – review was really not great, and the trees must neither given, nor any opportunity to view. Finally, and Gennady and Lena prudently brought me to the entrance. On the floor in the entrance among the empty bottles of beer strewn two condoms with spomenko and forgotten the jacket of one of the guys we scared 15minutes ago. Lena gave me a look that I fell on the jacket. The floor was dirty, smoky, doused with beer, I involuntarily began to feel a gag reflex. Lena prudently I spread her legs and busily put in the vagina a few fingers, I leaned back head, striking the neighbor's door. Lena said I'd relaxed and got used to this place and fuck, if you dare not to listen to Gene in the next few days... Busily Gene took the photos and laid them before me on the stinking floor. You want the peers of your son who at night in the building, fuck their prostitutes, and fuck you, every night there was banging? If you don't want to, just quietly obey us. I hastily nodded in agreement. Gene and one hand collecting pictures from the floor, the other as his fingers entered my vagina. I start to get excited. Lena and Gene abruptly pulled out his fingers, told me to get up from the floor and a loud clap on the ass, sent me to my apartment. The following story will be called: OLGA. Part 2-Aya. The second day. I was appointed to be the PRIZE. First prize winner – Vladimir.
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