It happened three months ago. I was on vacation, rest at home, when one day, my husband called and warned me that a few minutes must arrive Serge (the husband of my best friend) and pick up some documents there. Had to throw on a light top and shorts, because usually at home I go naked. Wet hair pinned up hair, made the bed and turned on the TV. Not forget about coffee, because he knew that Serge loves this and as soon as it comes to us, immediately require it.

Ten minutes later, a loud and insistent knock at the door.

"Hello," I said, and missed the Sting in the apartment — coffee is already waiting for you!

Cool, do you?

— What am I?

You wait for me? ironically he asked.

— Well... like... a Bunny called and said you have to pick up some papers. So, let's have a cigarette first, and then to take them away.

On the balcony was cool, since the glass was plastered with foil, protecting from sunlight. I have long, with pleasure involving cigarette smoke, feeling a bitter taste in the mouth. We stood silently next to each other, each thinking about something else. Suddenly Serge was at the back so that I was sandwiched between his hands.

— I want you. without any secretsof he said, hugging me by the waist and pressed me to his bosom.

— Are you crazy?! — I tried to laugh it off, but with one hand he squeezed my left breast, slowly caressing the nipple through the light fabric of a topic. His other hand pulled the hair so that the hair fell on the shoulders.

Hate — stabbed with the hair... — he whispered in my ear and bit my earlobe with his teeth.

I was shocked by such behavior is usually calm and indifferent to everything Seregi, but at the same time felt some trepidation from his rough and persistent harassment to me. Turning me to face him, he stared at my lips a rough kiss, while his hands groped my body. He was squeezing my Breasts, pulling the nipples, causing pain, but at some point I realized that this pain is pleasant to me, his lips dug into mine, as though he were trying to bite them. I felt the pressure of his erect penis, ready to escape from the prison of your pants. His head was spinning, I was still trying to grab the edge of consciousness that's happening to me, understanding the whole absurdity of the situation: I am a good girl, married, love my husband, and suddenly now in his own apartment making out with my husband and best friend!

— Serge... no... stop it... — I whispered, trying to push him away. Heart is like a wild bird, saracena in a cage, was beating in his chest. I was breathing heavily, still feeling his taste on his burned lips.

He just wryly smiled and put me on the windowsill so that he was between my legs. Back I felt the coolness of the glass and trembled like a leaf. Sergei stuck his hand in and felt the hardened nipple, pulled, rubbed it a little, then squeezed the whole breast and again began to torment a nipple. At the same time, he continuously looked me in the eye and I read his verdict: he won't stop.

— No... no... I heard his hoarse whisper, knowing that slowly dissolve in the pool of his black eyes. Abruptly pushing him and jumping off the window seat, I rushed into the room, not knowing what's in it for me. He caught up with me in a moment and grabbed by the hair, knocked on the bed (balcony was in the bedroom). Crushing me with his body, Sergei was rude and with the onslaught to caress me with his knee pushing my closed legs, while his mouth searched my lips.

— Calm down — he hissed in fury, which previously did not notice it. I even stood underneath it. I want you, but still the case is not dropped... Now I will fuck you, my sweet... Your the hare told us what you fury in your bed, if you good the kindle...

He pulled over the top and I heard a crack of tearing fabric. He stared at my hardened nipples and flushed with tweaks his chest, then bowed his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth, having bitten his teeth. I cried out in pain and immediately realized that I like it.

— You wanted to be raped? I know I dreamed, you're asked husband! Asked to get fucked so that you would not be able to get out of bed!

What? Did he tell you? — I felt how his cheeks burned from embarrassment. After all, it was one of my secret sexual fantasies, which I tried to carry out in bed with my husband, but I have much tender and love long caresses which I just burn out quickly.

Sergei began to kiss me, his rough tongue like a flame was blazing over my mouth, he was squeezing it so much that I couldn't breathe and could feel the air beginning to run out, dizzy, seeing spots. And then he flipped to my stomach, and I'm like a fish out of water, greedily gulping air, feeling the salty taste on the lip. Then he greatly bite her. It's like not happening to me, Serge can't do! But he was already up and admit, to my shame, I more and more liked, despite the pangs of the mind, which all are weak whispered that the rapist must be stopped.

The body was covered with sweat, abdomen ache throbbing aftershocks spread on the heart, forcing my lips to shrink. Serge brought my hands behind my head and squeezed them with one hand and your other hand pressed between my legs, massaging and pushing her. Head exploded thousands of sparks and I moaned, acknowledging his complete defeat, surrendering to his power. The whole world now spun around his rough movements and caresses, torments my half-naked body. I didn't notice at what point she began to look for his lips, demanding he kiss me.

A little aloof Sergei pulled the shorts and now I'm lying on the bed before him completely naked, wet, flushed and shameless. —

Hey, kitty, want me? he asked, pushing a big finger up my vagina, which is already languishing. I flinched as if from a blow, tried to move away, make one last desperate attempt to stop this madness, but he just slipped deeper finger and pulling my hair, pressing my head to his chest. His second finger meanwhile was stroking my second hole, slightly pushing on it and rubbing.

He lightly slapped me on my pipecock and repeated his question. I was able only to nod his head, but he pulled by the hair, demanding to know:

— D yeah... I exhaled and heard the zip. Another moment and suddenly I felt an energetic pressure of his cock invading my womb. It was a little painful and uncomfortable, because his cock was much more my husband and I cried out when a sharp push, he plunged fully into me. I tried to move away, it felt like I re-lost my virginity, but he squeezed my legs and threw them over his shoulders, lifting my hips so that I feel like I jackknifed. It was terribly uncomfortable and painful, but he kept a sharp tremors inside me. His jeans rubbed the tender skin, and inside start the stove, I felt almost dry and his penis irritated me.

— Enough! — I groaned, trying to reduce the pressure, but he stuck to lips kiss, accelerating the pace.

Putting his hand under my ass, he was index finger to caress my chocolate hole every time thrusting it deeper. I lost consciousness, the body numb from the rush of pain, the feeling of sweat causing nausea. And in that moment, when I thought I could not bear this torture, Sergei abruptly stuck his dick in. Suddenly he turned me over on his stomach, rushed to him and began to poke his tool in my ass. I cried spasm in protest, but he slapped my ass and began to slide his penis between my buttocks until his finger all wielded inside me.

— Serge... no... please... I... never that... I was not able to finish, as it became hard to squeeze into my anus, pre-moistened with his saliva.

I began to compress the buttocks, tried to escape, but against his strength could not argue. He closed his eyes, feeling a hell of pain when his head finally slid through the narrow opening and slid in there, expanding it.

— So, baby, good girl... hold still... now... even deeper... almost there... — he wheezed over my ear and even deeper thrust of his spear.

Serge put me on my knees, pinning me to his chest, and his hands began to knead my nipples, I threw my head on his shoulder, trying to turn away from their pain in the ass, which he continued to torment. Here is his hands went down to my pussy and he fingers of one hand to open my labia lips and fingers of the second began to caress the clitoris. I had a feeling like it will never end, as if time has stopped and froze.

Sergei groaned, jerked and I felt the moisture inside, which began to flow down my thighs, dripping down onto the bed. He violently came in my ass, and then pushed on the bed and I collapsed, afraid to move. Lungs were burning from lack of air, the body burned, and the lower part generally is numb. I could hear his ragged breathing behind him, he grabbed me and pulled me close, turning so that I saw his face:

You're awesome, baby! he said, kissing me on the tip of the nose. And then I blurted the first thing that came to my mind:

You're not even undressed...

— Yes? Well, next time I will undress.

And he laughed aloud, kissing me and hugging...