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Excerpts from Natasha's Diary

05.16. Another day is over. Nothing interesting happened, even though today was Friday and I had hoped that Kolia and I would take a walk through the beautiful, warm, evening city. Sit on the embankment like in the good old days, and then go home to have sex. But of course, it didn't turn out that way. Kolia came home with his friend Andrei and we spent the whole evening at home. This Andrei isn't a particularly interesting conversationalist to begin with, due to his complete simplicity, and since he and Kolia had a good drink, Andrei just started spouting all sorts of nonsense. Since Andrei is 18 years older than me, this nonsense sounded completely

ridiculous coming from his mouth. I was signaling to Kolia in various ways that I wasn't very interested in this company, but he didn't pick up on it. All that was required of me was to sit next to him, smile, and nod, like yes. And the worst part is that tomorrow we're going on a picnic with Andrei and some other colleagues of Kolia's. In short, hang in there, little Natasha, hang in there.

05.17. Ahh, how wonderful! Fresh air, a marvelous forest, delicious shashlik, and good company. I shouldn't have been so adamant yesterday about not wanting to go on the picnic. Everything turned out very well indeed. I had a magnificent time, we laughed a lot, chatted about all sorts of things, and all the fatigue somehow disappeared unnoticed. Although Kolia kept finding things to do, so I spent more time with his friends than with him, especially with Andrei. He turned out not to be such a fool as I first thought. It turned out we went to the same school. Though when I started first grade, he had already graduated. We probably chatted about that topic for half the evening.

05.21. Today was just a terrible day, good thing Andrei came and saved the day. Kolia called me and said he couldn't get off work early. And we were supposed to have a new washing machine and wardrobe delivered. There was only one mover and he couldn't lift everything by himself. Kolia called Andrei, who kindly agreed to help lift the wardrobe and the washing machine. Andrei is a real champ, he not only lifted them but also assembled the wardrobe and connected the machine, and very quickly at that. Afterward, Andrei and I sat in the kitchen. Andrei somehow opened up to me and told me what was on his heart. He had been married twice and has a seven-year-old daughter from his second marriage, but he's been divorced for about a year. He blames himself for the breakup of the relationship. And his ex-wife won't let him see his daughter and he's currently suing her. Poor guy, you can see how much he's suffering. His deep despair was clearly reflected in his agitated-sad eyes. I don't understand mothers like that, it's obvious he's a good father, why forbid him from seeing his child. In the end, we agreed to all meet up together on the weekend.

05.24. I'm afraid of my own thoughts. Today Andrei and I walked around the city together. Although initially we were supposed to meet with the whole group. But then Kolia called and said he was stuck at a friend's place, so he'd be late, and the others couldn't make it either. And after a while, he called and said he wouldn't be coming at all. Since it was warm outside, we spontaneously decided not to go anywhere, but to sit in the park and have some wine. We sat and talked about completely unimportant things, and then I noticed how I started feeling drawn to Andrei. I don't know what happened to me, but I suddenly saw something special in him. His gaze became piercing and exciting, my heart started pounding, and thoughts started flashing through my head, "kiss me. I want you to pull me close and kiss me passionately. I wouldn't resist."

Not this! I'm a married woman, walking around parks with another man, and with such thoughts. And I think it's mutual. Andrei was very attentive to me, he didn't say anything inappropriate, but in his eyes I saw cunning and desire. I felt that he wanted me too. He insistently asked several times when we would meet next, that he found me very interesting, and he'd like to go for a walk like this again. I said I didn't know, while my head was spinning with confused thoughts about maybe kissing him right now. I hope it all passes by tomorrow.

05.30. I can't get Andrei out of my head. I honestly tried to forget all these treacherous feelings, thoughts, and looks, but I can't. I think I'm really into him. It's not that I'm in love with him. I want him specifically as a sexual object, he has a lot of rough masculine qualities that are attractive.

All week Andrei texted me suggesting we meet, but I kept making excuses and refusing. And yesterday Kolia told me he had to go on a business trip and wouldn't be back until Sunday. I was of course very upset, I really needed to be with Kolia, first and foremost to calm myself down. And Kolia, suspecting nothing, as luck would have it, even told Andrei that he was leaving until Sunday and I'd be home alone getting bored. Now Andrei knew I was home alone and I had no more excuses.

Literally half an hour after Andrei found out I was alone on the weekend, he texted me suggesting we meet. Now I have no doubt that he likes me, and again different thoughts about Andrei started swirling in my head. I instantly perked up and with vulgar flirting via text agreed for him to come visit on Saturday. I wrote, "You convinced me. Come by 7, but you're bringing champagne, sweets, and condoms! =) Just kidding, of course, not the last one." And in the evening I started getting myself ready as if expecting sex, washed, shaved my legs, and even did a pubic hairstyle, leaving a thick vertical line in the middle and shaving everything else. And I prepared transparent lingerie and a black blouse with a deep neckline for tomorrow, so that my size-three breasts would be perfectly visible. Only now have I come to my senses. Why am I doing this before meeting Andrei? I hope tomorrow everything goes properly and Andrei won't come on to me after my vulgar little texts and provocative skirt, otherwise I'll have to make a scene and kick him out.

05.31. What was I thinking?! I cheated on Kolia, it's just awful….

When Andrei arrived, I tensed up because I felt awkward from his looks. He was literally piercing me through, making me want him. It felt like he could see and know everything about what I wanted and what I feared. We went to the kitchen, where I had already prepared lunch. After that, I relaxed because Andrei cheered up and started telling various stories. Everything was going well, we were talking and nothing foreshadowed that we would have sex. Andrei kept glancing at my breasts, but I had dressed like that on purpose to tease him, but besides Andrei looking, there was nothing else inappropriate. One word led to another and then we started having frank conversations. I suddenly felt a strong urge to ask Andrei about his personal life, if he was seeing anyone.

He told me he wasn't with anyone, and he hadn't had sex since his divorce, meaning for over a year. This answer intrigued me, I know from my own experience how much you want it after just two weeks of abstinence, so I started asking how he could live so long without a woman, doesn't his body demand it. Andrei answered that of course he wants a woman, but he doesn't want just anyone either. If I didn't have Kolia, then he would definitely hit on me, but since I'm married, it's better to jerk off and imagine me in his dreams. Hearing such a REVELATION from him about what he thinks of me, I walked up to him and asked in a languid voice, "and before meeting me today, did you jerk off too, so you wouldn't come on to me?" Why did I do that??? Andrei turned to me and said no, and right now his little dragon is ready to fly out of his pants from such questions.

I said let it fly out and kissed him. That's it! He literally pounced on me, started kissing me passionately, and his hands were grabbing my ass. Then I completely lost myself, I just wanted Andrei, right here and now. I reached my hands down and through his jeans felt his erect cock. He wasn't lying, there really was a huge mast swaying there. I wanted to get his cock out and feel it inside me as soon as possible, so I started unzipping his fly, and Andrei, while continuing to kiss me, dragged me to the bedroom. Throwing me on the bed, he continued his lustful kisses and caresses. When he started licking my perked-up nipples I moaned loudly.

I couldn't take it anymore and started tearing off Andrei's jeans along with his underwear, and then Andrei's hard, warm cock, which had escaped from his lowered underwear, hit me. I was burning with excitement. Andrei slowly undressed me, until finally he took off my panties. I knew, now would be the moment when he would enter me, and I was enjoying this moment. I whispered in his ear for him to fuck me quickly, and Andrei kept kissing my neck, making me shudder. Andrei grabbed me and I felt myself being engulfed by him. Andrei started slowly slipping into my hole, which was all wet underneath him. Very soon his cock was completely inside me, and I felt very good, I moaned lengthily and suddenly grabbed Andrei to me tightly and in a commanding voice yelled at him to fuck me.

Andrei started moving inside me, at first slowly, then faster and faster. I was going crazy from his thrusts, they were getting stronger and faster, and then a powerful orgasm washed over me, I screamed from it. I've never had an orgasm appear after just 2-3 minutes of sex. And while I was enjoying the contraction of my sexual muscles, Andrei pulled out his cock, lifted himself up, and semen flew out of his cock, landing on my stomach in warm, large drops. The first ones reached my neck, and the main mass on my stomach and my hairy trail on my pubis. Andrei was shaking his cock from which the last drop of semen was dripping when I came to my senses and realized what I had done. This is just awful, what I'm doing. Cheated on my husband, whom I love, and gave in to an infatuation. My mood sharply changed towards aggression. I jumped up and started yelling at Andrei.

Got what you wanted, now get out - I yelled. Andrei just smiled. In a calm voice he said "okay, I really did get everything I wanted" and started getting dressed. In the hallway, I silently watched Andrei putting on his shoes, while his semen dripped down my stomach and legs. So that's how it is, you can just come and get it from me. I don't know what to do now. Probably I should just forget it.

06.05. I managed to hide all this from Kolia. Andrei didn't blab and I'm not such a fool to confess and ruin everything. I'm disgusted by what I did, but Andrei keeps texting me. Suggests we meet and talk, discuss what happened, that he's also uncomfortable with how it turned out, he really didn't want that, it just happened. I do believe him. We decided that I would come to his place tomorrow and we'd discuss everything. But I'm scared by the inner feeling that I'm going there to fuck.

06.07. I went to Andrei's with the firm conviction that we needed to discuss everything and forget it. But just ten minutes after I arrived, I was lying on the sofa, and he was taking off my panties. Next to the sofa was a wardrobe with a mirror. I pressed Andrei's head to me, while I watched in the mirror how Andrei's ass rhythmically rose and fell between my spread legs, and listened to my vagina making squelching sounds from the abundance of my lubrication and the cock entering me. Yes, I spread my legs for him again like a total slut. But I was truly feeling good. I pressed him tighter and tighter, trying to impale myself deeper with the next thrust. We fucked for only a few minutes, after which Andrei pulled out his dick and came on the floor. Andrei lay down next to me, and I looked at him and asked, what are we doing? He said somewhat calmly and matter-of-factly, "we're fucking." Indeed "we're fucking," and no personal feelings.

Only at that moment I couldn't understand if I should just fuck someone like that. Then I remembered that Andrei himself said he didn't want just anyone. And Andrei answered, well right, and I'm not just anyone, but very, very attractive, but he doesn't want anything from me, only sex. So again, straight and without deceit. While I was digesting that, whether to be offended or not, after all Andrei deceived me, said he regretted it, and then again stated that he only needed my hole, he started caressing me again, stroking my breasts, licking my nipples, and his penis started swelling again. And I gave in again. Andrei lifted my right leg up, and positioned himself from the side. This time it was rhythmic, fast, and long. Andrei managed to bring me to orgasm again while he was on top of me.

He then lifted himself up on his hands and turned on a furious speed. At first, the first wave of orgasm came to me, but Andrei didn't slow down, but kept pounding me furiously, and then a second wave came to me, much more engulfing than the first. I literally pressed myself into the sofa from the shuddering. And then Andrei pulled out and again erupted his volcano on me. Good thing there were tissues nearby, otherwise it would have been dripping all over me again. After we recovered, we lay on the sofa for about two hours. It was already late evening and I had to start getting ready to go home. But Andrei started coming on to me again. I tried to tell him that was enough, but he wouldn't let me go. And then we started fucking again. During sex, a real perversion happened that I will probably remember for the rest of my life. While Andrei was fucking me, my phone, which was lying nearby, rang.

It was Kolia calling. It was already very late and of course he was worried, I decided to answer. But Andrei didn't stop fucking me, he only slowed the pace so I wouldn't be too out of breath. Being fucked by Andrei, looking him straight in the eyes, I talked on the phone with my husband. I came up with a banal excuse, that I was stuck at Olya's. Kolia then calmed down and said, if that's the case, well he wouldn't mind if I decided to spend the night at her place. I answered that I was just about to suggest that. This whole moment, talking with my husband while being fucked, really turned me on. Even during the conversation with Kolia, I got very wet, white lubrication literally coated Andrei's cock. Andrei saw that too and started increasing the pace. At the end of the conversation, Andrei leaned on me and started pounding my hole with renewed vigor. Moaning between words, I said goodbye to Kolia, and, turning off the phone, tossed it aside. Andrei kept driving and driving his shaft into me, making everything burn inside me. I pressed him tightly to me again, and spread my legs as wide as possible, and now Andrei entered me very deeply, I grabbed his buttocks and felt all the force that was pounding me. Andrei was panting, groaning, and sweating heavily. His whole back was wet when Andrei finally pulled out and came all over my pussy. There wasn't as much semen this time, but the main surprise was waiting for me ahead.

Andrei made up the sofa for us and we went to sleep. But at night I woke up because Andrei, with his erect twelve o'clock cock, was rubbing against my ass. WHERE does he get so much strength?! He's already 42 years old. Even Kolia, who's only 33, hasn't had sex with me that much in a long time. Our record was even 3 times a day, and here's the fourth time already. Putting up a bit of token resistance, I turned to face Andrei. This time we did it for a long time. I decided to please him and took his cock in my mouth. After licking the shaft and balls, and then even deep-throating it as far as I could until I really started to feel nauseous, I gave him colossal pleasure. His cock stood like a pillar and demanded me. Then I sat on him and started riding him slowly. Arousal came gradually with the process. Then I leaned back and started bouncing on his big dick. If it weren't for the darkness in the room, Andrei would have seen an unforgettable sight, but as it was, through the darkness, I think he could hardly see anything. I tried to move as fast as possible.

Afterward, I turned my back to Andrei and got on all fours. Andrei thrust into me and started pounding furiously. His cock went in so deep, I felt like it was reaching my stomach. But Andrei couldn't come, understandably, it was the fourth time after all. Then he suggested we put a mattress on the floor and continue there. On the floor, the sensations were a bit different. The hard surface under my ass gave the pounding a special feeling. Andrei sped up the pace, and I was going crazy under his body. I wanted more and more, down there had long been thoroughly pounded, but it ached pleasantly