The Adventures of Yulia

According to Bipi's stories.

Three months had passed since the last described events. It was Saturday, and Yulia didn't have to go to work. She was quietly snoring when a notification chimed online: You have mail. She threw off the blanket, sighing heavily—again, not letting her laze around—and, without getting dressed, went to the living room for her laptop to read the letter (it should be noted that before, she used to walk around the house only in her bra and panties, but now, after Vasya had thrown out all her bras and panties and forbidden her to wear them, she started walking around the house completely naked, only throwing on a robe when male guests were over). Since her sister was visiting, there was no need to get dressed. She opened

the laptop and read the letter:

"My wife's birthday is today, I want you to be there. You can dress as you like, but you must stand at my door absolutely naked. Starts at 5:00 PM. Vasya."

"Okay, I'll be

Slut"

 — "And how long have you been one?" Yulia heard her sister's voice behind her.

 — "Since the time Vasya and his son fucked me in the director's office, I told you, but why are you naked?" said Yulia, closing the laptop and clicking the send button.

 — "And who should I be shy around? You and your husband?" said Sveta, sitting down next to her sister and taking her right nipple between her fingers, starting to massage it. You want to object, but Sveta covers your mouth with the hand that was just massaging your nipple, and you start licking her fingers. With her other hand, she penetrates your pussy and starts fucking you with her finger. Unable to hold back your emotions, you begin to moan softly and spread your legs apart to provide better access for your sister's finger. She gets down on her knees and starts licking your cunt. You're now moaning out loud, grab your sister by the back of her head, and press her against your pubis. After a few minutes, you cum. You release the back of her head and fall onto the couch; she starts licking up your juices.

 — "Good girl, sis," you say through moans. Sveta finishes with your pussy and moves to your nipples, but here you flip her over and plunge your tongue into your sister's pussy. She immediately starts moaning and, after a couple of seconds, cums from overstimulation.

 — "Alright, I'm going to shower, because soon I have to go to that party and I'll have to fuck there too, need to freshen up. Did you like it?" — "Yes, Yulia, you're a born slut and whore."

So half the day passed like that—shower, then fucking with your sister. When you came out of the shower yet again, you heard strange sounds from the next room, the door to which was slightly ajar. Peeking in, you saw your younger sister riding your husband's cock, facing the door, while he fondled her nipples, twisting them between his fingers. After a couple of seconds, she got off him, knelt down, took his dick in her mouth, and started sucking it, while with her free hand she massaged his big, hairy balls, which were so appetizingly slapping against that bitch's chin that you couldn't resist and plunged your hands into your cave and started rubbing your pussy, all while not forgetting to watch the events unfolding before your eyes. And there, your husband was already fucking Sveta in the mouth, sliding her onto his dick like a doll. After a couple of minutes of such fucking, he came violently in her mouth. And you continued to jerk yourself off for another second, also coming violently, then entered the room with the words: "How was the fuck? Come here, fucking bitch." Sveta obediently stood up and approached you, saying, "You can be a slut, but I can't? Do you want to be a slut? Honey, fuck her like the last slut, but I'm expected at the party." With these words, you took your old coat and left the room.

Exactly at five, you were standing by his door, as ordered, absolutely naked, and ringing the bell. You didn't even know what awaited you behind it, which excited you even more. After a couple of seconds, the door was opened by a woman around 40, very attractive in appearance, who asked, "Who are you?" You replied that you were Yulia, her husband's slut, and that he had asked you to come today. "Come in," you heard the answer. You obediently entered the hallway, then the room, and sat in a chair. Then the woman appeared and said that her husband and five other men would be there in about ten minutes. "While you're here, call me Mistress Ira, understood?" You obediently nodded. "And now lie on the floor, slut, and spread your legs." You obediently did everything, and the inspection began. First, Ira squeezed your breasts and tugged your nipples, twisting them in different directions. "Yes, you have nice tits, but they're bigger than mine, and they'll be punished for that today," she said, then moved to your pussy and started probing it with her hands, spreading your labia. After that, she bent down and licked your cunt. "It's tasty, but dry. Well, the boys will come soon and make it wet." And then Vasya entered with his friends and saw a beautiful picture: his school slut lying on the floor, and his house slut licking her pussy...

Ira noticed this, got up from her knees, and said, "Yulia, while I set the table, lie on this table, and the boys will fuck you." You obediently lay down on the second table, stomach down. "Good, let's begin, I suppose," said Vasya and inserted his cock into your pussy. Another friend, without thinking twice, pulled down his pants and approached your mouth. You obediently opened it; he started fucking your mouth right away, not paying attention to your gagging reflexes; he slid you onto his dick like a doll. Vasya, meanwhile, was fucking your pussy, noisily slapping his balls against your ass. The three guys watching this took out their dicks and approached you; one of them started pushing another cock into your mouth, and somehow you managed to take yet another dick into your mouth. Vasya, meanwhile, came in your pussy, and his place was immediately taken by another fucker, and while he diligently pumped you from behind, you continued sucking the dicks in front, which simultaneously came on your face. They came in your pussy again; another one came up and took you very brutally in the ass from behind. You wanted to jump off, but received a slap on the ass: "Bitch, stand still, slut, or I'll tear your asshole." And this carousel continued for probably another 40 minutes until Ira called everyone to the table, leaving you alone. Exhausted, you slumped onto the floor next to the table, into a puddle of semen flowing from your holes. But you weren't given long to rest; Ira approached with the words, "Bitch, who said you could sit down?" and lightly kicked your thigh. You obediently, swaying, stood up. Ira took clothespins from her pockets and, pulling your nipple, clipped a clothespin to it, then did the same with the second. A grimace of pain distorted your face. "And this bitch doesn't like it?" "No, I like it very much, Mistress Ira!!!" you quickly said, seeing a lit candle in her hand, but it was too late—she had already knelt between your legs. First, she licked the semen from your pussy, licking for a couple of seconds, and seeing you were close to cumming, she stopped licking, brought the candle closer to your cunt, and started burning the hair on it. She continued until you finally became a complete whore, uttering the phrase, "Mistress Ira, stop torturing me, I'll do anything." Ira stood up and said, "Good, slut, drink a little, because you're about to fall." You were given a glass full of cognac. You drank it in one gulp. "And now, bitch, on your knees and crawl to me and lick my pussy," said Ira, taking off her jeans along with her panties for the first time that evening. You obediently crawled to her and started licking, swallowing, mixed with her juices, the semen of your fuckers, which was dripping from your chin onto your tongue. After licking like that for a while and allowing your mistress for the day to cum, you buried your nose in her pussy and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up because someone was fucking someone behind the wall. Unable to stand, you crawled into the room and saw that Ira was on her knees, covered in semen, sucking everyone in turn. Then Vasya turned around, saw you, and said, "Ah, the slut's awake. Crawl to the balcony, suck off my son, do whatever he asks, and leave." Silently, you crawled to the balcony, out of the corner of your eye seeing Ira being put on all fours and fucked in both holes. On the balcony, you saw Kolya, to whom you crawled and said, "Your father ordered me to give you a blowjob." He happily unzipped his pants, and you took his dick into your mouth and started sucking. You did it for a long time, thoroughly, with pauses, not forgetting to lick his balls and nibble the head, and finally, he came down your throat. And said, "And now go take a shower, then go home. Your father is done with you for today." You said, "Understood, Kolya. If anything, fuck your slut on Monday." He said, "Of course, the whole class, bitch. Now get out of here to the shower while I'm being nice, and take off the clothespins from your nipples." You crawled back; passing by the table, you noticed that Ira was lying on the table, covered in semen, with a bottle in her pussy, and sleeping. And everyone around was sleeping. You went to the shower, passing by the room on shaky legs, and heard from the armchair: "Yulia, take your coat from the hanger, and until Monday." You took the coat, put it on, removed the clothespins, and found two thousand in the pocket. Taking a clean bill near the mirror in the hallway, you wrote a note: "Thank you for the shower and the coat. Your slut." and walked out the door. A second later, the door closed behind you. You made it home without incident. Opening the door, you saw your sister sitting in the hallway, covered in semen and urine, with bruises on her body, sleeping. You stepped over her legs, took her by the hands, and dragged her into the room. There, kneeling, you licked her breast but, unable to stay on your feet, fell onto her chest and fell asleep.

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