Got screwed over...
I considered myself quite grown-up and independent... Meanwhile, I had finished school and was planning to enter an institute... It was a hot summer, exams were over, and I was enjoying my rest... A joyfully rushing friend informed me about meeting a very, very cool sugar daddy who had been feeding Zhanka sushi and buying her expensive cocktails all night and all day... I sat and silently listened to my friend, who was chattering non-stop...
— Listen, Irish, and I put in a good word for you too, Anton (that was the Sugar Daddy's name), said he's inviting us to Club C, and asked me to bring you along, will you come?!
— How will we get in?! That club is exclusive,
and the bouncers won't let us through!— Oh, you're such a silly girl!, Anton has connections there, they'll let us through without any problems... Agree, why sit around moping, at least we'll eat well, and party at the club, imagine how Nastya and Dasha will be jealous!!!
— Mmm... Zhanna, I don't know...
— Anyway, as you wish... he'll pick me up at 9, if you want to come, come over to my place... otherwise I'm already late for my manicure, I want to look my absolute best... okay, bye for now...
My friend gave me a peck on the cheek and ran off... — "Close the door!"... was heard in the distance...
...
I rushed to Zhanna's house at 9:10, but surprisingly saw my friend just getting into a very expensive foreign car...
— Zhanna! — I called out to her!
She waved joyfully and motioned for me to get into the car...
My friend was dressed very provocatively... a tight-fitting top and micro-shorts... that was all Zhanna had on... Approaching the car, I looked inside and saw the Sugar Daddy and his friend... They were around 35-40 years old, in expensive suits with smug faces...
— Get in, hurry up, said the second one...
Getting in the car, we quickly drove off...
I was sitting near one door, and Oleg (that's how he introduced himself) was sitting near the other...
Brusquely, he moved closer to me and put his hand on my bare knee, — Shall we have some fun?! — I wanted to move away from him, but he firmly grabbed my knee...
— I won't do anything bad to you — he whispered...
We arrived at the club, went through the service entrance (as it turned out, Anton was a co-owner of this exclusive club)...
We sat in a chill-out area...
Vodka, champagne, cocktails flowed like a river, I had never drunk so much in my life... Oleg was already groping under my top and under my skirt as if it was nothing...
Zhanka flew off somewhere and hadn't returned for quite a while...
Anton was whispering about something and arguing with Oleg for a long time, then they came over to me and started simultaneously stroking my ass...
I wanted to kick them away, but Oleg held me by the waist and flipped me over the table... He pulled up my skirt and tore my panties...
— Mmm... his hoarse groan was heard, he got on his knees and began intently studying my crotch...
Meanwhile, Anton sat down at the table, unzipped his fly, and took out his member; in that position, his cock was right in front of my lips, he took it and started shoving it into my mouth, while Anton had already shoved several fingers into my pussy...
— Come on, take it!!!, open your mouth, you fool!!!
I resisted as much as I could, then a slap followed, one, then another... He held my head with one hand, and with the other tried to push his cock into my mouth... from this struggle, he got very aroused... He shouted: "Come on, bitch, for God's sake!" Tears welled up in my eyes... He completely filled my mouth and started moving very fast, so much so that it felt like I was about to throw up... Anton, seeing our struggle, also got aroused and started fucking me harder and harder, they didn't have me for long, then Anton let out a hoarse roar and I felt his sperm running down my legs... But Oleg still wouldn't calm down... and came up behind me, my pussy was wet and moist, he ran his fingers over it and shoved his fingers into my mouth... He made me bend over even more, and I felt his cock pressing its head against my ass... I wasn't resisting anymore... I felt some strange excitement from being fucked by these two men... Anton sat on the sofa and began watching everything happening intently...
— Mmmm... How tight you are there — said Oleg, inserting a finger into my anus...
— Spread your buttocks with your hands!
I obediently did what he wanted,
— Now beg me to fuck you in the ass!
— I was in a daze... Then he slapped my ass, and I felt blood rushing to the bruised spot!
— Come on, slut!
— Fuu... ck me...
— No, another slap, not like that! beg me harder!
"Say, fuck me in the ass like a dirty slut!
"Fu... ck me... like a slut...
He spat on me and pressed his head against my ass..
With a sharp movement, he thrust it in all the way to his balls...
I cried out... what insane pleasure overwhelmed me...
— Come on, fuck me... more... more... — I hoarsely moaned...
— Ah, you really are a little slut... he moved faster and faster...
— mmm... more... come on, fuck me...
from my lewd words, he got so aroused that his cock became like an iron piston...
Quickly turning me to face him, he shoved his cock into my mouth and pulled my head harder and harder, letting out a drawn-out cry, he came, drenching me with a stream of his hot sperm...
— Good girl, young thing...
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I woke up at home... early in the morning... and it seemed to me that I had seen some strange dream... my mobile rang..
— Hello, Irish, so how were you yesterday?! — Zhanka's happy voice answered...