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– So you love for a long time.
He had thrust into her now as deep as he could. She bent over and massaged her nipples and breasts.
– Come on! Faster.
He began to make sharper movements, which is why he began to feel real moisture, tender, sticky. He had never cheated on his wife after the wedding, and today it seemed to him that he was having sex for the first time, these were completely different sensations, a different diameter of the hole, depth and shape, everything was different.
Here they both quite clearly heard that the door opened and the friend returned. But they did not want to stop, they continued, barely holding back their emotions, it was especially difficult for Jan, he wanted to swear and spank her buttocks.
The friend couldn't help but notice them having sex in the room. Her first thought was to join them, but she restrained herself and decided to masturbate in the hallway, next to their door, hearing their already very quiet movements, but still noticeable
They started whispering and talking quietly, and she heard it all and continued masturbating herself, sticking a few fingers of her hand into her crotch. She stuck a finger of her other hand into her anus and squatted down. She really wanted to cum before them, and she succeeded. She left a small stain on the floor, which she did not want to clean up on principle.
Ten minutes later Anna and Jan came out of the room, he kissed her and said that he had to go to work now, and that there might be a business trip. Five minutes later he left.
– Is he married?
– How do you know?
– I can see right through these dogs. Let's go have some tea, dinner will be ready soon.
In one day, Diana managed to go to a neighboring city to see a friend, ask for advice, and pour out her soul about why her relationship with her husband had not worked out. She herself worked as a cosmetologist, and her clients often became her friends, each of whom tried to give her own advice, while more than half of them were single or divorced.
There are people who like to give advice, there are those who like to listen to advice, she was one of those.
– Angela, maybe he has someone, yesterday he didn't even want to fuck, I was there all evening with my bare ass twisted, he was tense and didn't say anything. And it looks like yesterday he also jerked off before going to bed while I was lying next to him, and then she didn't say that she herself fucked with a silicone dick in her vagina.
– Oh, girlfriend. Rather, he has someone, and you need to dress more expressively, like a whore, to make him jealous, don't wear panties, I'll write you the address of a store right now, where it's better to get a big discount, don't take underwear, you don't need it, men pay little attention to this, they don't want to see us in underwear, you'll save money
She took a taxi back and the distance was quite short, like a suburb.
She dressed like this, as her friend advised, and first decided to take a walk around the city before going home, it was a day off for her.
She actually managed to dress in such a way that she looked like a train station whore.
A short skirt that was more like shorts or breeches. And because of the prominent shapes, the original model, which was supposed to be worn loosely, now turned out to be tight, contrasting the hollow of the crotch on the buttocks.
Diana, having walked two blocks in her city, where she had already returned in the evening, noticed that men were simply drilling her with their glances and fucking her with their eyes, she was very happy about this, she was on top of her sense of self-importance, which she believed she had lost in recent years in her marriage.
She wants to hook a man again, like she did when she was twenty, so that he would pour her drinks and take her to shops, court her, in the hope of seeing her breasts and touching her buttocks with his penis.
She wanted to become an expensive toy again, which people wanted to buy. The abandoned industrial premises that she encountered on the way were frightening from afar, but the trees that grew along the perimeter conveyed the peace of nature and calmed her down. The flowers that grew between the concrete slabs on the territory also added to the tranquility of this place, and so she, having forgotten the initial anxiety, did not notice how she found herself inside, passing through the practically unlocked gates, and, having found a bench, sat down.
She felt a peace that she had not felt for a long time, loneliness, and when no one sees you or bothers you, but at that time she heard a voice that did not allow her fantasies about the sea and moving into a state of zen to unfold.
– Aren’t you afraid to be here?
She looked back and saw a fairly decently dressed man who had apparently followed her into the area after seeing her on the bench.
– No, what's the big deal? It's only evening now.
– Of course, of course, but let me take you to the people, it’s dangerous to stay here alone.
He offered his hand and she stood up.
– I know a path there to the main road, it’s better to go through from there and go out into the city.
– Well, you are very kind, there are still gallant men.
– No problem.
The man was apparently walking after work, and in his hands he had some kind of bag that looked like her husband's.
– My husband has the same one.
– Are you married?
– A long time ago, I don’t even remember how long.
– Why does he let you go to such abandoned places?
– If I had found out, I would have probably scolded you, although…
– Although what?
– Nothing…
They walked very slowly, stepping on some slabs and wires that were lying everywhere here.
– Doesn’t anyone guard this territory?
– What is there to protect here? Bricks? Or walls? There will be a new housing complex soon anyway, they will demolish all this.
The last building that separated the perimeter from the main street of the city was made of red brick, with broken glass that was located at a great height, closer to the ceiling.
Diana, passing a pile of rusty rails, felt a strong grip on her waist and a squeeze on her chest. The man, whose name she never learned, not wanting to introduce himself, grabbed her and pressed her to himself.
She felt a strong excitement that she had last experienced on her wedding day.
His hands reached for her hips, and then, moving up to her buttocks and pubis, and the fact that she was without panties helped him to insert his fingers into her crotch the first time. She felt a wild delight, and said nothing, except for her breathing filling the silence. The silence that had come here after the production had stopped.
– Bend over, bitch!
She obediently bent down and spread her legs so as not to fall on the dirty floor, on which all sorts of things were lying. And without expecting it from herself, she spread her buttocks, as she always did when her husband fucked her, teasing her for anal sex later.
The smell in this room was clearly not amber, but this smell excited Diana so much that she could no longer stop in her fantasies and desires.
– Come on, hurry up.
She felt his penis with her crotch and tried to clamp it with the walls of her vagina, and she did it well.
– Oh, it's like you're sucking it with your pussy now.
She took it as a compliment and added:
– Oh, what are you saying, I can do other things, for example…– and before she could finish speaking, she had a strong orgasm, which made her thighs wet, and something got on the man’s balls.
– Are you finished?
– Yes, otherwise, damn, it’s not noticeable.
– Swear, now I'm going to cum in your anus. I'll wet the head with your moisture.
He took his palms, collected what flowed out of her slit, lubricated his penis and her anus in the sphincter area. It seemed to him that the entrance to the anus was now more tender for him than to the vagina.
– Cum inside me, spill your sperm, I want to go home with your sperm in my ass and kiss my husband.
– It will drain.
– I'll squeeze, my ass is trained. I was a virgin when my husband got me, but three years before that I fucked in the ass and sucked, – she said, as if she was giving a report to an audience, without gasping for breath, and very calmly, except that the tone of the conversation changed in time with the time, as she rocked back and forth a little from the thrusts of a man whose name she didn't even want to know.
She felt warmth, she felt.
– Squeeze harder, there’s a lot of sperm there, you’ll spill it, otherwise you won’t be able to deliver it,– the man said and fell silent.
By the time she straightened up and looked around, his small silhouette was already disappearing around the corner of the building.
She took a handkerchief out of her bag, wiped her forehead and put the handkerchief back. After that, she lifted the hem of her skirt, looked at her crotch as best she could, and, pulling the hem back down, walked towards the road.
Diana's thoughts were about the cake she had eaten yesterday with her husband, and now she was remembering its taste. She was walking along a road where a large number of cars were driving at high speed, and one of them, which had stopped at a bus stop, began to flash its turn signals.
She reached it, opened the door, a guy appeared and offered to give her a ride, and she agreed.
– You have a nice ass.
– Oh, and only the ass.
– I only saw her longer when I was driving by, then you were left behind. Now I see that my breasts are visible too.
The guy was wearing only briefs, to which she looked at him in surprise and asked
– It’s probably hot too.
– I'm coming from far away, so what, I don't break the rules. Which street are you going to?
– To Kuznetskaya.
– Where is the new high-rise building in the shape of the letter "P"?
– Yes, house 31,– said Diana, although she lived in house 46.
The car pulled up to house number 31.
– Well, here we go.
– I don't feel well, so I decided to go for a walk today. Would you like to walk me to the landing?
– Okay, I'll put on my pants now.
They went out and walked towards the entrance, and she started "looking" for the keys. The guy said that the door was already open.
– They probably opened the doors because of the heat, putting up bricks to air out the entrance,– he said and invited them to come in.
They entered the elevator, and Diana, having entered, stood with her backside to the buttons, and when the cabin started moving, she kept trying to press them so that it would stop, but it did not stop, and so they reached the twelfth floor.
– Thank you.
– You're welcome.
– But I would like to thank you for your kindness in taking the time to take the poor girl home, and I went down to the landing below, between the twelfth and thirteenth floors, and squatted down.
Her crotch, like a mound, was clearly visible even from afar through her thin shorts. She spread her knees and began to look at the sky through the window.
The guy came up to her, pulled out his dick and started masturbating in front of her face. She brought her lips closer, licking her tongue, and started swallowing it deeper and deeper.
– I'm going to finish now, I haven't had a girlfriend for a long time.
– Let's do it in the pussy instead.
He bent her over quickly, pulling down her barely-there shorts, which were quite tight.
He thrust it straight into her vagina and, before he had time to do five frictions , he filled her with sperm. Diana, feeling this, quickly clamped her labia so that they wouldn't leak out.
– I’ll take it home,– she said, and added, – Goodbye,– running her hands over his balls and sticky shaft, and then licking her fingers with her lips.
The guy came down, and she, after waiting a little more time, went down in the elevator, squeezing her crotch tightly so that not a drop would leak out.
She got home quite quickly, through the courtyards. Entering the apartment, she took off all her clothes, threw them in the hallway and lay down on her stomach on the bed. That's how she fell asleep. Drops of sperm from the anus and vagina began to flow out in small drops, and later, when she fell asleep, they made a large stain on the snow-white sheet that she had laid out in the morning before leaving.
Ian returned closer to ten in the evening and, having found Diana's things on the floor in the hallway, went to check in the rooms, where she was. Seeing her, spread out on her stomach in the bedroom, he returned to the kitchen, made coffee, despite the evening, and began to check the messages. Are there any new messages. He wanted to write again to Nadya, who is now at a birthday party, according to her, and that, although he promised her, he changed his mind and, having a snack of sandwiches, went to the bedroom. Tomorrow was a day off, and he, having undressed, really wanted his wife in all the cracks.
He lay down next to her and began to examine her from all sides in the already dim lighting of the bedroom. He saw a stain on the sheet near her crotch and decided to sniff it, and it was not her moisture.
The rage he felt was beyond words, and he said nothing, he didn't even want to wake his wife.
– She’s already started bringing fuckers home, bitch!– he thought and, getting dressed quickly, left the apartment.
Diana felt it all, and his furious look from the flowing from her crotch, and how he left, she did not sleep. She only wanted to find her silicone penis, and, having found it on the floor, she stood up and, having moved it further from the bed, began to sit on it, and there was no need for lubrication, the sperm that was still there a little helped her warm up and begin to flow, flow, like the crown of a tree in the spring, from which the juice seeps through a cut trunk across. Her vagina resembled this shape of the slit.
