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June 15, 2015

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June 15, 2015

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my great friend and stranger

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Hello, my name is Cristina

I’ll tell something happened to me last year and I did not dare tell anyone.

It all began one morning in which I was to take something with Carlos, a friend I met for a couple of months.

The truth is that I liked very well, we had time talking and partying on weekends and must admit that sometimes even I have received attract.

That day I was wearing black leggings that emphasized enough my figure and a baggy T-shirt to get comfortable’ve always been very flirty about my physical;. I maquillo to go pretty everywhere, creams use, I take care of my hair …

The fact that my 24 years, I have a very nice figure and well maintained.

were going to be 13:30 noon, when I Carlos to go home to cook and eat himself said something together. I accepted excited, as not a man like him, so helpful, friendly, funny, to cook for me …&lt known daily;/p>

We got home and the truth is it was not very big, but cozy. Very family would say. He invited me to sit down and offered me fresh water because it was very hot outside.

He told me to get comfortable, he would take care of everything in the kitchen, that day I was his guest. Friends like him, there are every day, and after that day I would realize truth.

Carlos went to the kitchen and I started to sit on the lounge chair and get to watch TV until lunchtime.

They had not spent 5 min. when I called for help with certain foods while he was washing some dishes.

I went to the kitchen and there he was, with a bowl in hand and an apron that looked like grandmother. I was laughing at the scene in whole minutes as he returned me the typical look of “me not funny”, to which I teased him by the little sense of humor of the moment.

After the laughter mourn for quite a while, I finally was able to say to put me to heat water in a pot. It was when he finished scrubbing, goes up behind me and with the excuse to take some glasses on the top shelf, it touches me from behind and I feel its just lump in the middle part of my ass. To take the glasses, separated from me and touching my ear whispers “forgive”.

I confess that at that moment, I ran like a small electric shock through my body that was from get goosebumps, to excite.

I did not give too much importance to the matter, since he never went from simple friction and occasional caress. But always from the friendship and small jokes.

The water was already boiling pot, I went to toss the pasta in the water and feel a hand on my back acariciándomelo. I turned and asked him was, to which he replied that that day was very pretty, I just wanted to feel a little but seeing me so angry that he would not try.

He got me the excitement, because that was already passed. I did not want anything with it, at least not for some time already.

He apologized again, but he drew a look on his face that I kept quiet.

I did not give more importance and followed with food, giving back again. I then noticed that grabbed me by the waist and leaning over my shoulder, I began to see how stirring the pasta in the water. I thought I had already stopped doing those stupid jokes when suddenly, with a quick movement, put his hand inside leggings and underwear, and begins to palparme my ass shamelessly.

I turn to give him a smack, but with the other hand I grab the waist and crushed me against the kitchen counter. I shouted furiously to stop me, that he had no grace. I tried my hardest to let me go, but with another quick movement, the hand that was on my waist, slipped inside my shirt and began to squeeze below the breast bra and nipple pinching forward.

I wanted to scream, but I felt more anger than fear of what they tried again to leave him to hit with bad luck, I opened my legs and he had full access to my vagina shaved with his right hand.

He started down the hand to come up with my little wet crotch and began to stroke and crawl several fingers while pinching my aching nipple and with the other hand.

I felt like growing your behind my package and as my vagina, even by the fact of being forced by those who thought at the time he was my friend, started wetting again.

He did not understand why, but I started to get excited. But she did not want him to notice. I did not want to, I wanted to stop, but slowly began to run out of strength.

he noticed my wet crotch and began to relax from exhaustion, to which he identified it as if I wanted what was going on.

– Carlos: I see you’re getting horny … If I already knew you were a fucking bitch like all the others. As far as punishment, today you will be my bitch and fuck you as you deserve.

I begged him to let me, I would not tell anyone, we could leave everything to an oversight. But please stop.

I was already crying, what he in response, he grabbed my hair and pulled me to her room, threw me on the bed hard and started pawing through the body.

There I began to wallow and fight to get rid of it.

Carlos, seeing that there was me still, grabbed my neck tightly, began to drown and that’s when he used to take all my clothes while I no longer opposed resistance to the fear that made me something else again.

He stood a moment watching my naked body and turned to pounce on me with desire. I opened my legs hard and so began a meal of pussy with an eagerness never known. I ate, licking, biting my occasionally clitoris, I stuck his tongue as he could, biting back my vaginal lips up his hands to grab her breasts and pinching her nipples with mastery, which at that time had very hard.

I was no longer master of my body, which began to convulse and move my hips begging for more.

I do not know why.

It was a rape, abuse against my principles and any woman in this case full-blown <./p>

But there I was, calling like crazy to eat me stronger, pressing his head against my super wet and excited crotch. Panting, humiliated, warming more and more, feeling like a real bitch.

I really liked that feeling, but I had never been that far. I wanted to continue that never stop. I was about to climax and increasingly screamed louder.

Well, they could hear all the neighbors of the building. He was about to reach that incredible orgasm, when suddenly did something that surprised me by surprise.

To be continued …

END OF PART 1


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