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my first teacher was strict rules in bed too, I went to corporate events, but didn’t allow anything extra, sex was a long affair and neat sex without frills, I didn’t dress strictly vulgar, but an incident happened.
they called me to a alumni meeting, I insisted on wearing an evening dress and heels so that I could look as attractive as possible, and not like a teacher in class. I came back late, I didn’t call, my classmates dropped me off at the hypermarket, I decided to grab some cigarettes and move on foot since I lived nearby, although the cigarette made me smell even worse, and I didn’t know how to drink, I trudged behind the hypermarket into the bushes, either to vomit or to pee, in the bushes to there is a path for the fireman’s pond, from there the local gopniks jumped out, who were just drinking at this reservoir, they see the woman unconsciously drawn to the water.
The following is a first-person story:
"My legs have become like cotton wool, I can’t scream for fear, I can only mumble something and that’s it, I remember I leaned on a tree, my head is shaking helicopters, I look, and I was surrounded by four men, they pulled out their dicks and jerked them, one of the largest screams, look, the whore is all dressed up, climbs at night without her husband, I feel someone lifting up my dress from behind and I hear the crack of torn underwear falling on my shoes, then a wave of fear, adrenaline, mixed with what then with wild excitement, and then I see how the biggest guy with a huge dick came in from behind, jerking his dick, I’m standing there from fear, my legs don’t obey, I mumble inarticulately about the fact that I’m married, and then I feel like someone’s huge dick is pressing against my labia, and then a wave of wild excitement and a wave of orgasm, mixed with pain, rolls in, I feel the treacherous pussy begin to flow and I manage to gasp a couple of times and then his dick falls like into an abyss into my vagina with a slurp, to which the man shouts that she is flowing like a whore, and then it rolls another wave of orgasm followed by fear and I immediately feel hot urine splashing from me out of fear onto my legs and penis, I groan either from fear or from pleasure, the man pulls out his penis and the orgasmic impulses still continue, I fall to my knees and cry, guys They swear and say that I must have peed myself out of fear and disperse, leaving me alone. I trudge home without any underwear."
After that incident, she went from being a saint in bed to becoming a wild Amazon, began to demand wild hard pounding in sex without childish foreplay, she could come home from work and nothing not to mention straddle me on top of the sleeping person, tearing off my underwear, and pound the entire length on top for half an hour, she could burst into the bath and settle me there and ride in hot water on it for an hour, any refusal threatened a scandal, in bed she demanded double with a vibrator or phallus , came brightly and loudly.
began to eat more provocatively short dresses and skirts, once admitted that she wore no underwear, quit and went to work in the office, became more relaxed and tolerant, began to flirt at work, every weekend. began to organize sex parties at home, we relaxed, drank, laughed, fucked like rabbits and were happy, when I asked that you had changed so much, she told this incident....
who knows...who knows..what is the fuse Each of us may one day burn out and where difficult things will take us...