Toward evening, I got out onto the street with a laptop, and sat in the gazebo, reading interesting political articles via the Internet. Closer to midnight, Katya joined me. We sat together. I'm with a laptop, she's with a tablet. Suddenly she spoke:
- In! Tomorrow there will be a rock festival in Gorky Park. Beginning at 20:00. The entrance is free. The concert is associated with charity. Let's go?
- Come on - I agreed - And who will be there?
- Here they write: Leningrad, Zemfira, DDT, Pilot and others.
- Cool! I'm for - I am cheerful.
The next day, at 17:00 we were already at the station, waiting for the train. I was wearing all denim. And the sister in a summer evening dress of a purple shade. The dress had a large neckline on the chest, but this was not enough. After all, my sister, as I said, was the first size. And in stature was a skeleton. The hem of the dress almost touched the ground. The hair is tied back, and there are sunglasses on the eyes. Here I noticed two men who looked at their sister and talked about something. But I did not feel any alarm. This is not the first time they look at her like that. The train arrived in 5 minutes. The place was not enough. One place was free near the window, and I took it. Katya stayed in the vestibule, she seemed to have called someone. Then I look from another car into ours, those same men have come. But they remained in the vestibule. I could not see anything. It was heard that they met, and talked about something. Curiosity was bursting, but I could not do anything. Then the door slammed, and the voices fell silent. I got up and went into the vestibule. There was no one. Strange. Then I received a text message: “Get off at the next station. Then we will go by metro. ” Oh well.
The train pulled up to the Lower Boilers. I went out. I noticed Katya not immediately. It turns out she went with them right up to the last car. Approaching her, I noticed that her hair was already loose and the dress was wrinkled slightly. She said nothing, went down the stairs. I follow her.
Down on the platform, and again met with the eyes of those men. Katya, oddly enough, passed by. We entered the train that came up. It was worse here than in the train. Do not push through. Judging by the painted youth, they rode to the concert, as we did. Here in the car, we were again separated from Katya. Approaching the roundabout, I began to push through to the exit. Katya did the same. Stepping out, she dragged me by the hand to the side. And she, turning away, straightened her dress, took a napkin from her purse and began to hastily wipe something off her face.
- Everything. Come on, she said.
Finally, having reached the dance floor, we realized that we would have to break through the crowd closer to the stage again. Kate sent me to the left, and she went on the right side in search of free space. I got to about 5 rows and stopped. It was not to go further. The concert has begun. After 40 minutes, in time for the performance of the song “Mamba” of the group Leningrad, I received a text message: “Come to me. Right side. The third row. I moved there. Making your way through the crowd of fans. Finally getting there, looked around. Kati was not visible. Suddenly a voice came close.
- Hey, Gosh! - I turned around by inertia. From the side of the alley, which went deep into the park, stood the same man from the elki and the subway. I went.
- Great! I am Roma. Do you like the concert?
- Yes - I replied.
- Listen, I have a conversation with you. Only here no offense, ok?
- Well, say - we walked slowly along the avenue.
- Tell me, just be honest, Katya, is this your older sister, right?
- Yes. Cousin older sister - I confirmed.
- I see. And you never had the desire, uh, to fuck her?
I stopped digesting what I heard. Then he said quietly:
- Well, to be honest, such a desire.
- Oh how! Normal guy. You may have this opportunity. Count up, I approached her, saying, they say, so and so, do not be offended by the fact that it was in the subway and in elka. He invited her to play cards with us on the bench, right there, near the dance. She agreed. Here it is. We sat down. We drank. Played. And so I think, well, it's boring to play just like that, well, I say: Is it weak to undress? And she count, says: And let's! Well, there are five of us, they immediately connected. And since she has only two things from clothes, I allowed her, in case of loss, to show the places that we call.
- I recognize my sister. Loves risk. It's strange that you're still in clothes. She usually takes a risk only when she knows she will win.
“Well, then not this time.” She lost to us three times in a row. And then an idea comes to my mind. I say: And come on, revenge. If I lose, then all the guys undress, and if you do, then you will play with us in one game. I will explain the rules later. So she agreed. And naturally lost.
- I see. And what a game? - I asked.
- The rules are simple. She kneels on the bench, spreads her legs and lifts the hem of her dress, exposing her bottom. For convenience, leaning on the back of the bench. We blindfold her, and she must guess whose member belongs to whom. If guesses - the player gives way to another (out of the game). If not guessed, then this player may give a hint. If this does not help, then he moves to the second round. According to the ideas in the game three rounds. Well, there, come up with something.
- Funny game. And who guessed it?
- While no one. The third player on the way. Two are already in the second round. Well, what, do not want to fulfill your dream?
- Lets do it! - I was delighted. And Roma led me to that shop. Not far from the dance floor, this is putting it mildly. But the people are not here at all. Coming closer, Roma shouted:
- Well, what did you guess?
- Not!
- Go to the second round - said Roma, and turned to me - So, you will be in my place. Otherwise, she will notice a trick. Clear?
I nodded. Roma walked away, and I saw my sister with a raised dress hem, standing on a bench, legs apart. She rested her elbows against the back of the shop. Nipples stuck outside. She was breathing heavily.
- Guys. Come here! - Roma said. The guys gathered around me. Roma continued by going to a whisper - Meet, this is her brother Gosha. She should not know that he is here. Gosh expressed a desire to fuck her, and I give it to him. So, now quietly. Gosh, now Phil will fuck, and you're next.
- Roma. Can I ask? - I began.
- Yes
- Listen, can I shoot everything that happens? Not for the Internet, but for personal purposes? - I asked. Roma smiled and nodded approvingly. I took out the phone and turned on the camera.
Philip went to the back of his sister, and from the crackdown he inserted his penis into the already developed hole. Katya hissed pleasantly. He began to stick it on his penis every time more and more. Finally, Katya, with her head thrown back, said:
- Philip
- Well done! I guess! Phil leaves the game. And so the last.
I pulled my pants down, jerking off my cock, walked over to Katya's ass. The member stood like a lamppost, just not glowing. I, aiming at the open cave, introduced a member. Clutching his sister's hips, he began to shake her insides with sharp jolts. After each push, she screamed. With my right hand, I grabbed her nipple and pulled it down. Katya moaned.
- Well, who is this? - Chorus asked the guys.
“I don’t know,” Katya answered through a groan.
- Everything! The first round is completed. Those who passed. Get ready.
I stepped aside and took the phone I gave from Roma. The first guy, whose name was Dima, helped Kate sit on the bench. He tied the bandage more tightly, and for insurance, pulled her black bag over his eyes, tied it with a rubber band.
- Now, you should guess in the same way the one who fucks you, only now neither in the vagina, but in the mouth. Agree?
- Yes - Katya answered playfully.
- Begin!
Dima spent a cock on her lips, took the back of his head, and began to fuck him already in the throat. Two minutes later. Roma asks a question:
- Before you answer who it is. Remember, if you guess, the player has the right to end only on your chest. If not, she ends up wanting. So who is it?
- I do not know.
Dima, was ready for such an answer, and, taking a step back, grabbed her legs, lifted up and parted. Katya helped her hands, parting her buttocks. But the guy stuck his dick in the pussy, having made three pushes, violently finished inside. Kate began to kick:
- you what? And if I lie down? What will my husband say?
- Nothing. Come home. Drink pills are different. Well, it will pass. Following!
As Philip dropped out of the game, Kolya and I were in the queue. Kolyan, taking out a member, waved it in front of her nose:
- Katyusha, the player wants you to do everything yourself! - Roma explained.
Kate gently took up his penis, jerking, took in her mouth. She very skillfully sucked, licked the head, eggs and the member itself. One hand jerked off, the other massaged Kolya's eggs. Then, freeing her mouth, she said:
- I do not know. Cum wherever you want just not in the vagina.
Kohl, like Dima, lifted her legs and finished off her anus. I was next. Having given the camera to Roma, I put my sister on the bench so that her head hung down. Taking a comfortable position, one hand holding the edge of the bench, the second for the chest of the sister. I put my cock right in her throat. I felt Katia, clasping my ass, she pointed to increase the pace. I fucked her in the blue. When he pulled out a member, her cheeks, neck, bandage and bag on his head dripped mixed with tears and mascara. She, catching her breath, sat down on the bench, dried herself and languidly said that she did not recognize trakhar.
- The third round !! - announced Roma - Now, Katya, you have to find out who is fucking you in the anus! The player whom you guess, cums to you inside, and that which you will not guess - fills a glass with his sperm. In the end you will have to drink it. Clear?
- Yes - Katya said.
- Then we begin! BUT! I remind you that all players participate in the third round!
I took the camera and squatted next to the edge of the bench so that I could see better. For full visibility, turned on the flashlight. The guys lined up. Katya, having climbed back on the bench with her legs, pulled up her dress and parted her buttocks with her hands. The guys fucked her one after another. She guessed one, and he with great pleasure let everything down in her ass. The rest, finished in a glass. I was the last one she did not guess. Having finished in the glass, I walked away. Roma announced the end of the game.
- And now Katya, vote! Tell me, which member did you like the most? If you do not remember the name, remind the moment.
- I liked the one who tore my throat in the second round. The latest was. And the one that ended up in my vagina, although I was against it.
Roma showed me a thumb, they say, well done. Then he took me aside and said:
- Everything. Go to the concert. We will not tell her anything, we will taxi ourselves. Write down my phone number. And say the name of your mobile phone, turn on the bluetooth and wait for the alert.
I recorded his number in contact, gave the name of the mobile phone, and quickly ran back to the dance floor. On stage, the public led its own songs and movements of Mara. I did not make my way through the crowd, but I stood near the poplar and began to shoot a performance. After 30 minutes, I noticed that Katya was walking in my direction. She was a little loose. Fatigue was visible, but she was very pleased. Coming to me, asked how the concert? I redirected the question, asking: where was it?
- I met my acquaintances - she answered, smiling. Suddenly my phone squeaked. This is the very message that Roma was talking about. I clicked "Accept". I received 5 photos in which Katya, already after my departure, without a blindfold, quickly peers at the members of the men, takes them in her mouth and drinks that same glass of sperm, and pours the rest on her breast.
- Let's go home. I'm tired - said Kate.
- Let's go - I agreed, sending Roma thanks by SMS. To which he wrote in response: “If you stop listening, call me,” and at the end the smiley in the form of the +18 badge.
And here we were getting on the train at the station. It was the last train. Time later. Around midnight. We got into an empty wagon. Kate sat down on the train, I'm opposite her. He got the phone, looked at the accumulated dirt, and started the conversation:
- Katya, I know where you were and with whom.
- From where? - frightened asked Katya, bulging eyes.
- I was one of the players - I smiled.
- Oh you…! I'll tell my grandmother everything - Katya threatened.
- Hardly. If you do not do what I say, then I will tell everything to Vova
- He won't believe you
- Believe it. For I will tell and show! - I finished, and, turning on the video and unwinding it to the middle, showed it to her. Katya, with wide eyes, watched the video. When I hid the phone, she lowered her head, blushing badly.
- Let's forget, eh? She asked softly.
- Nooo. This is not to forget. Well, so, will you obey me?
Katya was silent. We silently reached the ZIL station. Then, after making sure that no one had entered the carriage, I reached out to my sister, and, holding the upper edge of the dress, which hid my chest and pulled it down. Nipples found themselves naked. Katya sat and watched my movements from under her lob. Having touched gently nipples, I got up and, having lowered trousers, got out the heated member. Touching it to her nose, he said:
- Suck
Kate slowly raised her head so that my cock was lying on her lips. She opened her mouth, and her tongue touched the head.
“No,” Katya cut off, and pulling the dress over her chest, she was about to leave. I caught her near the vestibule and, looking through the window in the door to the next car, I found a campaign of three guys who were driving home from a party.
- No, it means? Then let's go! - I pulled her behind me, holding her hand. She tried to resist. Turning to the next carriage, I took her by the forearm and, turning to me, said:
- See the guys? Now I will give you to them if you do not obey. I count to three. One two Three!
- Good! Come back, I will do what you want! - Katya almost cried out, letting out a tear.
- You know, I think this is not a little dirt. Besides, you're still late with the answer. Come on. The first three stations you will go in this car. Sit in the middle so that the guys can see you. If for three stations they do not fit you - come back. And don't run away, I'm following you.
Letting go of Katya and waited for her to enter the car and take her place. And he returned back to the original carriage and, remaining in the vestibule, began to listen. We drove the station. In addition to knocking the wheels could not hear anything. I began to view the photo. Suddenly a loud order came from the carriage where Katya was:
- Hold the bitch !!!
I looked out the window and saw three guys, putting Katya with cancer between the seats, pawing her. Then one of the men, holding the bottle of beer away, unbuckled his belt. Two dragged Katya into the passage. She was completely naked. The dress was removed and lay on the floor. Putting her cancer, so that she looked in my direction. And that guy, standing on his knees from behind, thrust his club into it. Katya screamed. He jerked into her narrow slit, and she screamed. So they replaced each other. Finally, the last one, having finished, apparently inside, got up and kicked her in the ass with his foot. She lay on the floor. And again, the initiator, unfolded it on his back, threw his legs to his shoulders and lay on top. How his carcass broke her nothing, it is not clear. With each thrust, he pressed her to the floor. And at this time, the other guys stood, laughed and jerked off their pussy. I heard such phrases as:
- Heat her! Good bitch! Come on, tear her up there !! Slut !!
These phrases only excited me. But Katya's torment did not last long. The train approached Kolomenskoye. The men, dressed, went into the vestibule to smoke. And at the station out of the car. I walked over to my lying sister. She lay with her face covered and wept. I examined it. From the vagina and ass flowed jet of sperm. I picked up the dress and threw it to her. She grabbed the dress and immediately put it on.
- Where are the cowards?
- And they were on you?
- Yes.
I looked around. And found the pants, lying under one of the shops. These were thin translucent white panties. I handed them to Kate. Without any hesitation, she pulled them over, even though I did not look.
- Where are they going?
- In the ass and pussy - Katya answered rudely, carefully sitting on a bench and wiping away tears.
- Tell me honestly, didn't you like it? - Katya was silent, dropping her head on her knees, and wept. I stood over her, and began to masturbate. I feel the approach of sperm, I lifted her head and finished on the face. Sperm immediately mixed with her tears. I leaned the head to her mouth, and she, through force, briefly kissed her. Removing the member, I sat closer to the window and drove silently on.