London is not so cold

It was a cold night, like so many in London at the end of January. I came home after work, warm as ever, my nice leather jacket, my soft scarf around his neck and a dark wool cap covering my long hair. But that day was returning from a college party, and the dress she wore kept too to the imagination, but the jacket entertained me my legs lucian under a tight skirt.

The distance to the room of my residence was short, and I entrenía with mobile phone while walking briskly up they finally arrived at the entrance to my building. It was Saturday, even though early for me the party was over, but it seemed to others was yet to begin, and why a group of young smiled at me as I passed by the hallway as they drank and played a small electronic piano. I did not know, only one, Paul, a swimmer who was impossible not to look every time we agreed in the pool.

I smiled back and heard her murmur as I walked away. Actually, I had taken a few drinks at the party, more than it should, so wanted to become soon the room, and the alcohol was affecting me in every way.

I entered the room, my roommates were not, the two were still in the party and did not think they would come soon. As I could, in my drunkenness, I took off my earrings, and left them on the table beside my favorite books read. I took off the rest of the clothes, I leaned over the chair and got into bed. I do not know if it was the heat of the residence, or if the spirit of my veins, but did not feel the cold, on the contrary, felt like a slight heater through my body, born from my legs to my mouth dried in every breath.

I grabbed one of the books on the table, 50 Shades of Grey, just took two days and almost had it finished. Maybe a little reading I calm down, but as I started the book with my heat started up, images of history echoed in my head with me as the protagonist. My hands could not more, and I ended up dropping the book, I spent my fingertips across my chest and I felt like my nipples hard asked me something else, and I remembered the computer.

I got up and turned on the computer, I looked the same page stories which I loved, section domination, and started reading the texts of other people. My panties was all she wore, and was getting increasingly wet, and it was time to take it off in order to be more comfortable …. When I heard at that time someone coming to the door.

I quickly got into bed and covered my way up, thinking they were my companions and I were going to do with my panties wet in the middle of the room. The door opened, and I became asleep, but strangely did not hear anything. I do not know who had entered, I only heard the voices of two boys, some familiar voices, but decided to become asleep. I roamed the nerves throughout the body, felt like someone was watching me, someone was in the room but I was not sure who. A few minutes that I made eternal, and when I saw one of the boys approached the computer screen and Leia, I forgot to turn it off

The situation was driving me crazy, alcohol rush to my head, shaking with nerves, and then one of the guys sat on the edge of my bed. He is whispering that he could not understand, and began to touch my hair.

I pretended to be asleep, alone in the dark trying to open one eye a little to know what was happening, and in the darkness of my room I could see the face of Paul with my computer. Lying on my chair, playing with my Chinese balls in hand, relaxed, watching as his friend stroked.

His friend began to lose his touch, straining his hand under the quilt felt his hot hand going through my neck, my back checking as was naked and burning at that time.

Paul was looking at the computer, reading these stories of domination that both liked, what he thought of me after that? He’ll think I’m a whore? Questions ran through my head unanswered Cando then his friend pulled the quilt and left me completely in the air. Paul’s eyes lit on my body, but I do not do much exercise as before, I was a gymnast when I was young and my body is still smooth temptation of many men. That night was not going to be an exception, and at that point, I could not more, could not keep doing asleep. I turned around and told them that I had awakened, that what they did, they were pigs and leave me.

The guy on my bed covered my mouth, and told me to shut up, while Paul got up and began to undress. My head said no, but my body said yes. He is screaming and trying to take your hand off the boy as my body not kept wet by a strange excitement before the body of Paul. I do not know how it happened, but Paul gave an order to that boy, they murmured something of a challenge and the boy was gone. At that moment I could have screamed, but I did not, nothing more came out of his mouth while drunk stunned and looked at Paul. Even he faced scared but losing my gaze between his abs, a decent body of any god, some oblique they did lose to beyond where the light came and then, lay down beside me.

Just then recovered my sanity, and told him to leave, that I was not a whore, she did not know and was drunk. Paul just looked at me, smiled and said “now going to be what I want you to be, I’ve seen on the computer what you like and you will be my whore”. That phrase made me mad, we were both drunk, but did not understand how he could be so cool. I went to replicate and covered my mouth, I swerved and I placed facedown on my bed.

Just flip it felt like ripping my panties, everything seemed easy for the animal muscle standing over me. Even covering my mouth with his big hand he got behind me, and I began to feel his breath on my neck. I wanted to resist, I moved, did not want to leave, but when I realized instintavamente was spreading her legs for him. Feeling a chill rising in my legs, down my spine to die in my neck where Paul I breathed slowly.

I knew I had not much strength to do was wet, it was wet the bed as little whore who I really am, and even Paul had not begun to fuck me, but it took a minute would be the one to ask.

At that moment, as the heat of his chest stuck to my back felt like the tip of his cock rubbed between my legs, and with a slight hip movement and found the entrance of my warmest place. I felt like my legs were open, and as my lips gave way to this member that forced me to be his. A must as dream, but an obligation to a stranger with James spoke. I was open, wide open, that cock was larger than I had imagined and even me coming so gliding with consummate ease, felt like every centimeter of it entered my body, harder and harder, deeper and deeper.

It seemed that there was never going to end, until I noticed how his body hit my ass, I felt full, full and deep sigh escaped my mouth. That was enough for Paul knew he no longer was going to complain, letting go of my mouth settled back, grabbed my hair, I pulled hard back like I was a whore anyone, and said “I knew you would like, prepared “and then began to pull it out and put it harshly, slamming my ass, to the sound of splashing that to each of your posts. My legs started it tremble, he was fucking me like a bull, looking in the mirror in my room and saw his silhouette on me, embistiéndome against my own bed, and I could only try not to cry, and it was not fear, it was by pleasure, just took 5 minutes under his body and rude and I felt like his bitch but did not want to know, his thrusts were emptying pleasure me until my ass was beginning to dilate imagining what might happen that night would be very special ….

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