Two female students, a bar, a serious-looking man.

This story happened in the summer. My friend Lena and I had successfully passed our second-semester exams of our first year and were left to the mercy of all the summer winds. I am a rather modest girl, which cannot be said about Lena. She was always getting into various scrapes because of her fiery temper. Moreover, her striking appearance—a voluptuous bust and a pretty face—attracted everyone, regardless of breed. The same couldn't be said about me; I looked like a typical nerdy girl, skinny with breasts that barely hinted at my womanhood, minimal makeup, and hair neatly tied in a ponytail. Although my friend and I were so different, we were comfortable and had fun together.

Passing

the exams had to be properly celebrated. So, we met close to evening in the city center, where there was a very good bar. It was small and cozy, a solid place where you could hide from the city bustle, free from the pretentiousness of chain establishments. The bar was full of people; we were lucky that, literally at the moment we arrived, a couple of young people vacated a table. The waiter seated us there. We ordered wine and chatted slowly, discussing future plans. Then I noticed a large, muscular man around thirty years old. He was sneaking glances at us. I tensed up a bit but didn't show it. My friend didn't notice his gaze, engrossed in chatter. After half an hour, the man approached and offered to get acquainted and sit with us. I was about to refuse, but Lena had already accepted his offer.

Despite his formidable, imposing appearance, he turned out to be a very good conversationalist. Along the way, the conversation turned to alcohol, and he casually began treating us to cocktails of all kinds available at the bar. So, I didn't notice how I got quite drunk; everything around started to swim. So, how we ended up at this guy's country house, I don't know. Lena was so drunk that she passed out; he laid her on the living room sofa. He dragged me to the second floor. He pushed me into the bathroom and began to undress me. I practically didn't resist. He turned on the cool shower and commanded in an authoritative tone to stand under it. The cold streams of water sobered me up, so I could at least somewhat assess what was happening. While I was gathering my thoughts, he managed to undress and climb in with me under the shower. Touching his muscular body was very pleasant, and I felt arousal. Then he forcefully pressed down on my shoulders and commanded: "Come on, suck." I knelt down, obeying his command, and began to perform.

His cock was slightly larger than average but very hard, practically like stone. Unable to endure my slow movements, he grabbed me by the hair and began fucking my mouth with quick thrusts. I was almost choking from it. Already expecting him to finish, I prepared for the bitter taste of semen, but he suddenly stopped, picked me up in his arms, carried me into the room, and threw me onto a huge bed. Putting me on all fours, he began fucking my pussy just as fiercely. By this point, I had become wet, which aroused him even more. Meanwhile, I felt him pouring something slippery and cold over my ass. Without stopping fucking me, he inserted some object into my ass. From that, a sweet orgasm overwhelmed me completely. When the lust subsided, I realized the thing in my ass had inflated a lot; he pulled it out and began entering there with his cock.

I tensed up because, by all estimates, the large cock simply couldn't possibly fit into my tiny ass. But contrary to my expectations, it slid in as if greased. The man caught his breath, holding his cock in my ass, after which he began picking up speed again. He fucked my ass without mercy and fiercely; it seemed to me it was about to give way under such pressure. He growled like a wild beast, pulled out of my ass, and grabbing me by the neck, thrust his cock into my mouth. He came instantly and abundantly, so much that I couldn't swallow it all, and some of the semen flowed out of my mouth and dripped onto the bed. He was satisfied, well. I had never been fucked so well before, and this was my first real orgasm. I settled on his shoulder and fell asleep. During the night, he woke me up a couple of times, and we had sex; once he came right in my ass, the second time he made me jerk him off.

In the morning, I woke up; he wasn't beside me, so I went looking. Going down to the first floor, I found him with Lena on the sofa. He had her leaning over the back of the sofa and was fucking her ass just as fiercely. I tried to leave, but he noticed me and ordered me to come over and kneel beside him. I hadn't even managed to comply with the order when he pulled out his cock and came abundantly on my face and chest. After that, he rinsed off and took us both once more. Then he fed us breakfast and drove us home. This story remained a secret between my friend and me, which we never told anyone.

So, these are the kinds of stories modest girls can have, so take it as a rule to check their ass, not their words.