My Lera

I met Lera at a friend's dacha. She's a pretty girl with an average build, an appetizing ass, and first-size breasts—small, of course, but neat and beautiful. We quickly became friends, and then we slept together. She spread her legs on the second day of our acquaintance. Lera and I started dating. I liked everything about her, I fell in love with her and tried to do everything for her. I was ready for a lot, and Lera understood that. But most importantly, we loved each other. True, at first our sex wasn't as varied as I would have liked, but that was all fixable. As happens in life, one thing after another—problems, no time.

Once

when we had a good drink, Lera started telling me how many boyfriends she had had. And it turned out to be a lot. By my calculations, she spread her legs for every guy who offered to date her or paid her attention. It turned out that sometimes she had three to four or five partners a year. For me, that was a bit much. I considered such girls sluts. But the strangest thing for me was that I didn't get jealous, as usual, but instead got aroused. Usually, such stories would make me furious and jealous. But this time, I got aroused by the thought that my girlfriend was a slut. That her pussy was well-used and had seen many cocks. Before, I couldn't listen to such things, but now I wanted to hear more. I had several feelings at once, some of them contradictory, but I wanted to continue, I wanted to know everything about her past intimate life. And Lera noticed this and continued telling. While she was telling me her intimate memories, I caressed her beautiful body.

1

— Once, my brother's friend came over. We all drank together and started watching TV. His friend hugged me at first, and then we started kissing. My brother pretended not to see anything. Soon, his friend was groping my breast, slipping his hand under my sweater. And then he started kneading my pussy. I hinted that my brother was nearby, but my brother understood everything and left. When my brother left, he lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. After playing with my pussy a bit, he took out his cock and started pushing it into my slit. My pussy was already wet, so the cock didn't meet much resistance. The lips parted, and my pussy swallowed the cock. He started pounding my pussy. I moaned softly. The position wasn't very comfortable, but I still enjoyed it. It didn't last long. Soon, he came on my furry pubic mound. The cum got stuck in my hair, forming big clumps. His hot, thick cum pleasantly warmed my delicate skin. Then I put my panties back on without wiping off the cum, and we went out to the kitchen where my brother was sitting. That's how we started dating. My brother's friend started coming over to our house more often, but to see me.

2

Then I dated a guy who forcibly took me in the ass. I wasn't giving it up in the ass back then, but he really wanted to. And once, I was at his place. No one was home. He started hinting, but I refused. Then he grabbed me and turned me around, pressing me against the wall. With a sharp movement, he lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties. I tried to resist, but he was stronger and bigger than me. I felt his fingers, lubricated with saliva, kneading my hole. He inserted one finger and started moving it. Then he wet it again and inserted two fingers. After fingering my ass, he pulled down his pants. His cock was already hard. Spitting generously on my anus, he started positioning his cock at my hole. With my anus, I felt his hot, firm head.

He started pushing harder. The head of his cock began to gradually enter my ass, stretching the tight hole. I felt pain as my anus started to stretch, squeezing his head. It felt like my anus would burst. I tried to relax so the cock could go in smoothly. Soon, the head went in, and the whole cock slipped in after it. I gasped. My anus burned with fire. With strong thrusts, he started fucking my ass. The anal ring squeezed his cock so tightly that when he pulled out, it felt like my ass was turning inside out. All of this started to arouse me.

His animalistic lust, that he took me by force like a slut, all that roughness. His cock seemed to turn my ass inside out. He squeezed my buttocks hard, sometimes spanking them, and with his other hand, he kneaded my breast. Soon, his cock started pulsing, and he came in my ass, filling my intestines with cum. I liked all of it. I realized I love it when I'm treated roughly, like a slut. Then he put his pants back on as if nothing had happened. And I just stood there against the wall, caressing my stretched hole with my finger, from which cum was slowly leaking out. The sensations were pleasant, despite the pain, which subsided, and pleasure took its place. I started squeezing my nipple with my fingers and caressing my pussy with my other hand. And it bore fruit—I came.

Soon, we broke up. He turned out to be a total pig and scumbag, but that's another story.

3

And there was another funny but pleasant incident. Once, I went to a friend's dacha. Mostly her friends were there, and I didn't really know anyone. Everything happened as usual—we drank and partied until morning. But everything was decent, no brawls or fights. Only I went to bed earlier than everyone else. Waking up in the morning while everyone was still asleep, I decided to make myself some tea and went to the kitchen, wearing a robe. While the kettle was boiling, some guy came up behind me, lifted my robe, bent me over, pressing my chest against the table. Under the robe was a light nightgown, and nothing underneath. When the nightgown lifted along with the robe, it exposed my ass. The guy was drunk; without saying a word, he took out his cock and drove it into my pussy.

From the surprise, I gasped. I felt his cock fill my vagina, but I liked this audacity. I felt like some kind of thing or sex toy that could be taken and fucked. And that aroused me. It was humiliating, but at the same time pleasant and depraved. The guy started fucking me, and I didn't even resist. With thrusts, he drove his cock into me, and his head massaged me from the inside. The dishes on the table rattled from his thrusts. I was also turned on by the fact that we could be seen, and people would immediately think I was a slut. I started moaning, and the guy sped up his movements.

Soon, his cock started pulsing and releasing cum, and the guy started groaning. I also started to come, and my moans intensified. One good thing was that I was on birth control pills at the time. When his cock came out of me, his cum started dripping onto the floor. My legs could barely hold me up, and the guy, wiping his cock on my buttocks and putting it away, left the kitchen. Again, without saying a word. And I just stood there with my bare ass and cum dripping from my pussy. The unexpected orgasm relaxed me so much that I didn't want to move. I liked that I was treated like cheap trash. Gathering my strength, I poured the tea and went to my room. I wondered what it was: rape or if he was sleepwalking.

4

— Have you tried it with two guys? — I asked my beloved, caressing her between her legs and occasionally sucking her nipple.

— Well... I have — Lera smiled. — Once, I ordered a wardrobe. I wasn't dating anyone at the time, and there was no one to help me assemble it, so I ordered delivery and assembly together. The wardrobe was delivered quickly, but the assembly was postponed to Saturday. I waited a long time for the assemblers and decided to have some wine. When the assemblers arrived, I was already tipsy.

I met them in a home robe with a zipper that I always wore at home over my naked body. There were two assemblers, one about twenty, the other around thirty, but both were not ugly. They noticed I was a bit drunk but didn't say anything. The guys quickly got to work, and I went to the kitchen. While they were assembling the wardrobe, I had quite a bit of wine. So much that I started to get itchy between my legs. My pussy wanted a cock so badly that it started drooling. The guys came into the kitchen and said the wardrobe was assembled, and I could inspect their work. I quickly assessed their work and offered them wine. They didn't refuse, and the three of us sat at the table. The guys sat together, and I sat across from them. We drank to our acquaintance. The younger one was Anton, and the older one was Vitya. We drank again. I didn't drag it out and asked:

— Don't you want to take care of me now?

— In what sense? — Anton asked.

— In that sense...

And I walked over to them and unzipped my robe, exposing my breasts and slightly furry pubic mound. With one hand, I started squeezing my breast, and with the other, I took Anton's hand and placed it on my pubic mound. He started caressing my furry pubic mound, and Vitya stood up and started groping my tit. He squeezed my nipple, pulled it, and with his other hand, he kneaded my ass.

— We thought you'd never offer. — Vitya said and kissed me deeply.

I could feel the guys were seriously turned on. Then Vitya put me on all fours in the middle of the kitchen and started positioning himself behind me, and Anton knelt in front of me. I continued sucking Anton off, and Vitya, driving his cock into me, started impaling my pussy. I felt his cock moving inside me, pulling my labia along with it. Vitya squeezed my buttocks, impaling me on his pole, and Anton used his hands to impale my mouth, holding my head by the hair. I moaned with pleasure like a bitch. My pussy was so wet it started making squelching sounds. Soon, Anton started to come, filling my mouth with warm cum.

With my tongue, I felt thick clumps as I swallowed his cum; the taste of cum wasn't unpleasant. The pungent smell of cum hit my nose immediately. I started to come; an orgasm washed over me in a strong wave. Vitya also started to come. He pulled out his cock and came on my ass. There was a lot of cum; it flowed between my buttocks and down my thighs, pleasantly caressing my skin. It was something else. For a while, I just stayed on all fours with my robe unzipped and my bare ass splattered with cum.

The guys poured more wine. We drank a bit more. The whole situation aroused me so much that I wanted to continue. And the guys didn't want to just leave. Especially since I was their last client. And I realized they wouldn't leave until they squeezed every last drop out of me. I still didn't zip up my robe. We went to smoke on the balcony. Well, they went, and I sucked them off while they smoked, getting their cocks battle-ready again. Then we continued our orgy on the bed. I got on all fours near the edge of the bed. Vitya came up to me, and I started sucking his cock. Anton started positioning himself behind me.

I realized he wanted me in the ass, and I gave him the green light. Especially since my hole was a bit lubricated with Vitya's cum. He started moving his head between my buttocks, then he spat on my hole and started inserting his cock into the narrow passage. I felt the head gradually entering the narrow passage. From arousal, my hole was relaxed, so the cock didn't meet much resistance. Soon, the head slipped in, followed by the entire cock, filling me. I started moaning again. Anton gradually increased the thrusts and picked up speed. From this, my ass was turning inside out, and my mouth was impaled on the cock. And so I was being fucked from both sides again. Sometimes Anton spanked my buttocks.

Vitya kneaded my tits. And I purred like a wild cat. Anton came in my ass without pulling out his cock, and Vitya, pressing my head, came in my mouth. There wasn't much cum, but it was thicker. It tasted a bit pungent and salty. Then we lay on the bed together and rested. I felt the cum slowly leaking out of my ass. But soon, the guys said they had to go and started getting ready. I saw them off in my unzipped robe, which I had been wearing the whole time. As a farewell, I decided to please them one more time. In the hallway, I squatted down and unzipped their pants.

Taking out their cocks, I started sucking them again. This time, they came not only in my mouth but also on my face and breasts. I felt the cum spreading over my tongue, dripping down my face, and dropping onto my breasts. When they left, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a real slut or porn actress. Cum was dripping down my face and breasts; a white drop of cum hung from my nipple. This sight aroused me; I didn't even notice how my hand went down and started caressing my pussy. I caressed my pussy in front of the mirror, looking at my dirty, depraved body. And I teased it until a light shiver ran through my body.

— Well, you're quite a slut. — I said, tormented by arousal, jealousy, and other feelings. — Yes, all your holes have been fucked. How could your pussy not reek of other men's cocks?

— Are you jealous? Or offended?

— No. If I didn't want to listen, I wouldn't have asked.

— But it arouses you that I'm such a slut. I saw how you listened to my stories. It was obvious from you that it turned you on. And your cock got hard.

And truly, I not only listened carefully to her stories but also tried to imagine it all. Imagine how she was fucked, how she sucked those guys off, and everything else. And all of it wildly aroused me. These were new feelings for me. I had never imagined before how other men fucked my girlfriend. And especially that she was a slut. But this time, everything was different.

— Do you really like hearing about my sexual adventures?

— Yes. I like it and I'm interested.

— And did you imagine how it all happened?

— Yes. — After a short pause, I replied. I couldn't admit to her right away that I imagined it all and liked it. — You know, I liked it too. Well, how others... you get it.

— I already noticed. — Lera said, smiling, and moved closer to me. — Do you want to try a slut's kiss?

— What's that?

— You'll find out.

Lera started kissing me on the lips, gradually moving lower. When she reached my crotch, she pulled down my pants and underwear. My cock was rock-hard and ready to burst from arousal. Lera looked into my eyes and smirked slyly. She took my cock into her mouth and started greedily sucking. She licked my cock, then sucked again. When she sucked the head, her tongue caressed the frenulum. From such caresses and stories, I quickly came, filling her mouth with cum. I felt my head drowning in her mouth in the hot cum. Then Lera moved closer to me. She opened her mouth slightly, and I saw it was filled with cum.

Her tongue was covered in white cum. I felt her breath, or rather the smell of my own cum. Lera touched my lips with hers and kissed me deeply. Warm cum immediately flowed into my mouth and spread over my tongue; I felt it coating my tongue. The taste was pungent and a bit unpleasant, or rather unusual and unfamiliar.

But it pleasantly coated my tongue, making it slippery and tender. Our tongues intertwined in the kiss. Lera's tongue was amazingly smooth and tender. At first, I didn't like the taste of cum, but I tried not to show it. I started imagining that Lera had just sucked off two guys and was now kissing me, and that aroused me. We kissed, passing the cum back and forth. It was our most passionate and longest kiss. I swallowed some of the cum; Lera swallowed the rest.

— Did you like it? — Lera asked.

And I didn't know what to say. On one hand, the taste of cum