Pre-New Year's flare-up
A little over three months have passed since my last intimacy with a man at the end of August. Three nighttime dates with a Dagestani man named Tagir in the back seat of my mom's car ended with me, once again satisfied, yielding control of our body to Sergey (my male "self"). Sergey, of course, immediately took advantage of this and deleted all my accounts on social media and dating sites, still hoping he could finally gain the upper hand over me. And I allowed him to do it, as I allowed him to do every time after another one of my affairs. He has already come to terms with it and learned to live with the fact that I use
our shared body to satisfy my feminine needs. Of the two of us, only I live a full sexual life, while Sergey is left each time with the humiliating role of an observer...So, as you've probably guessed, I had another sexual flare-up, which ended with intimacy with the fifth man in my life... This happened in early December. By that time, after three months of abstinence, I was again being overcome by desires that boys aren't supposed to have. I easily regained control over our shared body with Sergey, a body that had already been with four men. Restoring all my accounts on social networks and dating sites, I posted my photos on them. Nature endowed us, Sergey, with a feminine, attractive appearance: a pretty face, smooth, delicate skin, slender legs, rounded hips, a butt, beautiful knees. I am pleased with my appearance and body, which I cannot say about Sergey, who, for obvious reasons, is embarrassed by male attention.
At first, I wanted to meet with Tagir, but I discovered his profile was deleted. In a farewell message, he wrote that he was going home to his wife in Dagestan and left his phone number. Of course, I didn't call him, immediately switching to communicating with men, whose attention I was never deprived of) By the evening of that same day, I had singled out six men from all who wrote to me. The situation was complicated by the fact that my mom's car was in the shop after an accident, and I had no way to get there. I couldn't meet at my place because I live with my mom, from whom I, of course, hide my sexual life. Only two options remained: either take a taxi at night to the man's place, or give myself to him in his car, somewhere near home...
Both of these options involved leaving the house in my feminine guise, and it would seem they should have been an insurmountable barrier for me, but I was no longer that shy girl who was even afraid to wear lace panties or stockings. I had become a confident woman who had known male affection... I didn't even notice how it happened, although every time after another intimacy I tried to feel, to sense some changes within myself. It always seemed to me that everything was the same, everything as before. And now it became clear to me that changes had indeed occurred. The thought of going outside as a woman didn't frighten me at all, maybe it just excited me a little, but I knew I was capable of it.
I had already decided that I would go to the nighttime date by taxi: I would call it to one of the neighboring houses, then go out to it through the backyards, sit in the back seat to avoid unnecessary conversation and possible harassment from the driver. I could also return home the same way. The main thing was that my mom wouldn't see me when I was leaving... Dmitry, that was the name of my choice, was married, but he really wanted to try beautiful, sexual exoticism, which I am) By the way, there are many such willing men. I chose him after communicating on Skype because he seemed quite nice and pleasant to me.
We agreed that I would come to him on the night from Saturday to Sunday, when his wife wouldn't be home. There were still two days left until Saturday. We chatted with him on Skype until two in the morning. I teased him, showing off my body in lingerie and getting pleasure from it myself. In the end, when I was already about to say goodbye to him to go to sleep, Dmitry unexpectedly suggested meeting today in his car. I didn't play hard to get, as I was already aroused by the virtual communication, and agreed, giving the address of a neighboring house. He said he would be there in about an hour and would call me on Skype when he arrived...
I took a shower, lightly lined my eyes and lips, and put on lace underwear. It was chilly outside, so instead of stockings, I put on black knitted tights, which I discreetly "borrowed" from my mom. I should say that I periodically steal my mom's clothes. I'm a little taller than her, but our builds are practically the same. Even our shoe size: hers is 38, mine is 38.5. All her shoes fit me too. So, quietly swiping her short jacket with a hood and winter boots with high heels from the hallway, I put it all on in my room. The final touch - my mom's perfume in the hidden corners of my body, and I was ready...
Feeling the growing excitement, I began to wait for the call... About five minutes later, Dmitry notified me that he had arrived, and I sent him a short text: "coming out." With my heart pounding in my chest, I slightly opened the door from my room and stepped into the dark hallway. The apartment was quiet at three in the morning, and I carefully crept to the door, looked through the peephole. The light was on in the stairwell, and no one was there. I opened the door slightly, slipped out of the apartment, and locking it with the key, slowly went downstairs. It was quiet in the entrance, and without meeting anyone, I safely went outside. specially for .org In the cold night air, I felt how heated I was - my cheeks were literally burning. I headed through the deserted courtyard to the designated spot...
Dmitry's car was parked where he said it would be - I recognized it by the license plate and description. It was a black Qashqai. I headed towards it, not hurrying. I didn't see Dmitry, but I knew he was looking at me appraisingly. Reaching the car, I looked inside, and, opening the door, sat in the front seat.
— Hi, Katyush, — Dmitry greeted with a smile, — Shall we drive off? Show me where..
— Hi, — I replied.
We drove into the courtyard. I showed the way, feeling his gaze on me and, sensing the growing excitement, tried not to think about the fact that in about five minutes this man would be fucking me. Finally, we parked in some nook and moved to the back seat.
I took off my jacket, under which I was wearing a short dress with bare shoulders, and immediately found myself in the embrace of an aroused Dmitry. I didn't resist...
— You have such delicate skin, Katya, — he whispered excitedly, covering my shoulders with kisses...
His hands slipped under the dress and headed for my chest. Covering it, he squeezed my nipple and kissed me on the lips. I wasn't ready for this, but involuntarily responded, accepting his impudent tongue into my mouth.
The kiss was long, and I didn't even notice how Dmitry's excitement enveloped me too. Involuntarily moaning in his hands, I completely shamelessly, like a cat, arched, pressing against him. Then Dmitry pulled away from me, and I heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down. He hurriedly pulled down his pants and bent my head towards his cock, which was sticking out like a post. In the moments that my lips approached its head, I had a good chance to examine what was destined to be inside me. It was of medium size and gradually thickened from the base to the head, on which a few drops glistened wetly, having emerged from excitement. The slightly curved shaft vibrated from tension when I gently wrapped my fingers around it and directed it into my open mouth. That's it...
My lips touched the wet head, and I licked it with the tip of my tongue, feeling the taste and smell of another cock in my life. A hoarse groan came from above from Dmitry when my lips slid down his curved shaft. Slowly, centimeter by centimeter, I swallowed it whole and, waiting a few seconds, began to do what I am good at and love: suck cock. I completely gave myself over
to this process, caressing the aroused male flesh with my lips and tongue, which responded to every touch of mine. Changing the rhythm and depth, I slid up and down it, sometimes interrupting to lick his balls...
My butt was on fire, and my hole opened invitingly, and not without regret, I released Dmitry's cock from my mouth. He looked at me questioningly, but when I pulled down my tights along with my panties to my knees, he understood everything. I turned my back to him and lay sideways on the seat, so that my butt was right on its edge. Dmitry immediately greedily squeezed my buttocks and began to knead them. I understood that my butt no longer belonged to me and obediently awaited my fate.
— Only with a condom, — I reminded him when I felt something wet and hot poking into my open hole.
Dmitry listened to me, reluctantly releasing my butt, he leaned over the seat to the glove compartment, obviously for a condom. The sound of a hastily torn wrapper was heard, the rustle of clothing. And now Dmitry's hands are on my buttocks again, spreading them... A thrust... Dima's sigh merges with mine when my butt accepts him inside... And when his cock is inside me, I realize I chose the wrong position. Lying half on my side, with my legs bent and pressed together and my little dick trapped between my thighs, I found myself in a "quick orgasm trap," unable to control its arrival. With each thrust, my dick involuntarily rubbed against my thighs, which, given my strong arousal, made the onset of orgasm a matter of seconds. I felt it approaching and, to delay it, decided to change positions. But it was too late.
Dmitry continued to pound me even when I changed to a doggy-style position. In this position, the dick dangles freely between the legs, not touching them. And if I had taken it right away, everything could have been different. But as it was, getting on all fours, I felt hot drops fall on my thighs... I came under the strong, rhythmic thrusts of Dmitry fucking me. A thrust... Another... A thrust... With each thrust, I was thrown forward and my head bumped against the soft upholstery...
The arousal subsided, giving way to a desire to go home quickly. But Dmitry had other plans for me: he held me firmly by the hips with both hands and continued to greedily fuck me in the ass. He wasn't planning to finish quickly and periodically stopped to delay his orgasm. Resigned, I slightly changed the position of my body so as not to hit my head against the upholstery and, burying my face in the headrest, began to patiently wait for Dmitry to get what he wanted. Arching my back and sticking my butt out to meet the cock pounding me, I thought about how I still had to return home unnoticed. Now that worried me much more than the rhythmically moving cock in my ass...
Finally, Dmitry, making an especially strong thrust and driving his cock into me as deep as possible, growled and came violently. I felt his cock pulsating inside me and thought it was good he was wearing a condom. For about three more minutes, Dmitry remained inside me, until finally I felt his grip weaken. Taking advantage of this, I freed myself from his embrace.
— Katya, you're super, — he said contentedly, leaning back on the seat.
I quickly pulled up my panties, tights, straightened my dress, put on my jacket, and, saying goodbye, jumped out onto the street...
— Is something wrong, Katya, — asked Dmitry, obviously taking my quick departure personally.
— Everything's fine, I just have to run already... It's time, — I explained a little guiltily.
The chill brought me to my senses as I walked through the courtyard to my house. "How good it is with a condom after all," I thought, climbing the stairs to my apartment. And indeed - I wasn't tormented by the fear that I had caught something, and semen wasn't streaming down my thighs as I walked. My butt was dry)
Mom was asleep, and I slipped into my room unnoticed, returning the jacket, tights, and boots to their place. Taking a shower, I went to bed, calm and satisfied...
Today, as I share this story with you, it's already March, and I'm having another flare-up) And that means that closer to summer, to my next flare-up, I will most likely write a new story, the events of which will take place in March))