From Shyness to Depravity

The first girl's name was Nastya. She came out of the shower in the same dress she was wearing before it and headed to the bedroom. Mishka was lying naked on the bed. "Nastya, come here," he said to her. "Coming," she replied, "and will Sasha just stay here? Let him leave." "No need," Mishka answered decisively, "let's try it with three, you'll like it, I promise." "I've never done it with three," Nastya said hesitantly, fiddling with a button on her dress, "I don't even know..." "Everything will be great," my friend promised and added, "if you don't like something, just say so, and we'll stop." "We'll try to be as gallant as possible," I added, adjusting the sound on the laptop. Mishka turned on the wall

lamp. "Nastya, come on, get undressed already, we really want to see your beauty," I genuinely couldn't wait. "It's all happening now," the girl said shyly and pulled her dress up. Our eyes were met by the magnificent body of a 20-year-old girl—amazingly beautiful, large, firm breasts with pink, enticing nipples, a flat stomach, a completely shaved crotch with the petals of her clitoris visible, and quite long legs. Clearly embarrassed by me, Nastya slowly placed one knee on the bed and touched Mishka's chest with her hand. "What a hairy guy," she smiled. Mishka didn't answer—he was enchanted by the naked beauty leaning over him. I pretended to be busy with the laptop. Raising my head, I saw Nastya on top of Mishka, but not on his body, on his head. "What a fan," I thought and decided to act. Approaching closer from the right side of the bed, I gently embraced Nastya around the waist. There was no resistance. I carefully began to slide my hand up her body. Reaching her breast, I focused on it—it felt so nice to gently squeeze it in my hand, moving to the nipple and back. Seeing that I was, at the very least, not being pushed away, I did the same with my other hand and simultaneously started kissing the girl's neck. Finally, that got a reaction! Nastya let out a long moan and, turning her head towards me, kissed me on the lips. Looking down, I thought that moan might have been caused by my friend's actions too. Mishka was diligently licking Nastya, but I couldn't see well because he had almost completely crawled under her. I think he was getting no less pleasure.

After some time, Mishka laid Nastya on her back and positioned his head between her legs. Nastya opened her eyes—"Guys, this is so awesome! I've never had it like this before! You're so gentle!" Then she reached her hand towards my cock—"Give it here already." Diligently giving me a blowjob, she didn't forget to encourage Mishka with a light stroke of his head. Mishka was licking Nastya, and it seemed nothing else interested him. He really had been deprived for too long.

About 10 minutes later, we decided to take a break, and it seemed Nastya wasn't happy with this decision. Mishka and I put on T-shirts and went to the kitchen. Nastya joined us after a shower, not even thinking to put on her dress, which she had been so attached to just 20 minutes ago. She sat naked on the couch, looking at us and smoking. The silence was broken by the doorbell. Misha looked at me slyly—"Seems like you have guests." (Specially for .org — ) Nastya looked at him questioningly. "This girl, my acquaintance," Mishka explained, "it's all good." I opened the door. On the threshold stood a blonde of average height, smiling at me. "Katya, I'm here for Mikhail," she said, walking inside. "Please, please," I suddenly felt a little amused, "he's waiting in the kitchen." The blonde took off her shoes and walked barefoot to the kitchen. I followed her, anticipating an interesting sight. But reality deceived my expectations. "Katya," the blonde extended her hand to Nastya, as if it were completely normal for her—greeting a completely naked girl at someone's place. Nastya shook her hand and laughed. "Well, you guys are something else," she said, laughing. "Is it okay that I'm sitting here naked?" she addressed Katya. "It's fine," the other reassured her, "I understand." "Get undressed," Mishka told her, not showing a hint of embarrassment. Maybe I'm behind the times and this is how it's done now? Or his women don't get jealous of him anymore, understanding it's a pointless endeavor? "What, just like that? Right away? In front of your friend, whom I'm seeing for the first time?"—strangely, there was no resentment in the blonde's voice, but rather a kind of surprise. "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Sasha," I said timidly. The blonde looked at me. It seemed she had been drinking somewhere before coming to us, and she was slightly swaying. I also looked into her eyes. "Katya, please, take off all your clothes, sit next to me, and tell me what you'll drink." The blonde looked away from me—"I'll have whiskey with Coke." She stood up from the chair. Was she really going to undress just like that, so easily? I even froze in surprise when she started unbuttoning her jeans. Mishka really does have promiscuous acquaintances—she sees him sitting with a naked girl and practically without hesitation joins them, not to mention my presence. After the jeans came the blouse, bra, panties—and now a second naked beauty was sitting across from me. Her breasts were smaller than Nastya's and of equally beautiful shape, but she herself was taller than Nastya and looked very sexy. We clinked glasses and drank. Nastya, who had been silent until now, asked—"What are we going to do now?" "You and I will go to the bedroom, and Sasha will sit with Katya, he clearly likes her. San', do you like Katya?" "Katya is super," I answered sincerely, shifting my gaze from one to the other. "Well, let's go," Nastya stood up, swaying her full breasts, took Mishka by the hand, and walked past Katya, who was no longer surprised by anything. In the doorway, she turned around and, looking at me, added—"Join us!" And she left, closing the door for some reason.

"Katya, is everything okay?" I asked the remaining girl in the American manner. "You know, for the most part—yes," she replied, "I just don't understand why he can't say right away who will be here? I walk in—and there's a naked chick sitting and staring at me." "Well, you didn't show your surprise at all," I laughed. "What's there to be surprised about? I just adore fucking him and for that, I forgive him other girls. So I'm surprised, then what? Start a scandal? And besides, I like obeying him. You never know what to expect from him next, and that's awesome!"—she took a drag from her cigarette. "Like now, when he asked you to undress?" "Well, for example," she nodded, "it turned out cool, didn't it—an unfamiliar girl comes in and immediately strips naked." "Well, what about Nastya?" I continued, "he's fucking her right now, and you're sitting here—aren't you hurt?" "It hurts a little, of course, but I try to find the positive in everything. The main thing is that he feels good when I'm around. By the way, she's not bad, great tits, even probably better than mine." "Yours are super too," I reassured her. "Do you like them?"—she caught my immodest gaze directed at her chest. "Do you have water?" she suddenly asked, then stood up and went to the refrigerator. It seemed she forgot she was naked. Taking a bottle of mineral water, she sat back down on the couch. "Kat', let's go see how they're doing there," I said. I didn't want sex anymore and was thinking about how to send her to the others in the bedroom. "Watch them fuck?" she asked. "No, I don't want to."

She fell silent. After a while, the door opened and Nastya came in, of course, naked and also flushed. I looked at her with curiosity—this girl just had sex! And she's not hiding it! "Kat', go to the room, Misha is calling," said Nastya, looking intently into my eyes. It's an amazing feeling when a naked beauty looks at you. She stood by the door, holding onto it with her right hand, and stroking her buttock with her left. "I'm coming now," the girl replied, "5 minutes." And she refused when I suggested it to her! "No, go right now, Misha said he wants to see you first, and then for us to join." "Okay!"—Katya set aside the mineral water, got up from the couch, and quickly went to the room. Nastya and I were left alone. "Well, how was it?" I asked her. "How was what?" "How was the fucking? Did you like it?" "How do you know we fucked?" Nastya asked. "It's obvious from you," I smirked. Nastya came up to me. "Why didn't you come?" she asked, sitting on my lap and taking off my T-shirt. I kissed her on the lips, and she returned the kiss. "You didn't answer the question," I gently reminded her. "You didn't either," she smiled, "but I'll answer you—I didn't like it. You see, he's very selfish in sex, only thinks about himself." "Didn't he lick you for half an hour without a break?" I asked. "He did it for himself, not for me. You can really feel it. Well, enough about that. Now we'll go to them, he wants to fuck me again, and Katya is needed for a change of scenery. So, don't give me up, okay? I want to be with you. Agreed?" What could I answer her? "Agreed." We got up and went to the sex room. But it turned out that our friends had, for some unclear reason, moved to another room. Nastya pulled me by the hand—"Let's stay," she said pleadingly. Overcoming temptation, I led her after me in search of the runaways. She had to obey.

To be honest, I didn't expect to see what I saw when I entered the room where Katya and Misha were. It was unusual. Katya was standing in the middle of the room with her back to Mishka, who was comfortably settled in an armchair, and she was making strange figures with her legs and arms. It was probably a dance. You couldn't call it a striptease—the dancer didn't have a stitch of clothing on from the very beginning. Nevertheless, the strange dance clearly pleased Mishka—he was gently stroking his erect cock, and it was swaying from side to side. Katya noticed us and stopped the dance. Mishka turned around and saw us too. It seemed to me he was only waiting for Nastya and wasn't very happy to see me. Getting up from the armchair, he approached us, put his arm around Nastya's waist, and pulled her to him: "San', wait for me for about 10 minutes, I'll come to you." I was interested in how Nastya would react—silently agree or object to something. And the girl didn't disappoint me—with the words "Sasha is staying with us, that's what I want!" she freed herself from Mishka's embrace and jumped onto the couch. Mishka had no choice but to go to her—Nastya had clearly captivated him with her beauty. Nastya felt this and grew bolder: "Katya, come to us!" Everyone had forgotten about Katya; she was silently standing aside, watching what was happening. I sincerely didn't understand how Mishka felt about her.

The girl is beautiful, slender, and clearly in love with him, to such an extent that she came at his first call to an apartment with people unknown to her, said nothing upon seeing the object of her love hugging a naked girl, moreover—stripped at his command, and now is ready for anything just to be with him here and now. Maybe this excites her herself, but she can't help but see that Mishka clearly prefers Nastya to her! But now, in the evening, Nastya was in command, my Nastya, as I thought, as I hoped. And she got into the role and now wanted others to obey her. It quickly became clear what she had in mind. Ordering Katya to kiss her beloved, she herself took care of his cock. It was insanely arousing. Nastya was kneeling across the couch and was more licking than sucking Mishka's cock. Sometimes she would take it all in, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her partner. I admired how her luxurious breasts rose and fell and saw Nastya glancing at me furtively, as if checking what reaction her actions were causing in the observer. I came closer to the debauched pair. Nastya released the cock from her mouth and, throwing her leg over my lying friend, slowly lowered herself onto his cock, guiding it with her right hand between her legs. So much for "my Nastya"! Our eyes were very close to each other, and I couldn't be mistaken—she was insanely enjoying everything she was doing! Suddenly, I heard her say almost inaudibly: "Sasha, do you like it?" "Yes," I exhaled. I really enjoyed watching a beautiful girl slowly fuck my friend. "I'm doing this for you! So you can watch and enjoy!

To be continued