A story from life, how I changed the guy with his friend and was left alone.
Having read the story to the end, you, dear readers, can understand all its essence. I want to convey my history that treason is a betrayal for which to answer both participants. In relations with a former young man, I made a bunch of mistakes and stupid things. In general, I’ll start in order.
I lived with a guy for almost two years. We met for about 6 months, and then began to rent an apartment. Love and candy-bouquet period cannot last forever, sooner or later feelings lose their former power. But in principle, everything was fine with us, until a friend of my Denis – Oleg, beautiful and successful, gallant and courteous. He appeared in one of the crisis periods of relations with Denis. And without expecting it, I began to catch myself thinking that I had sexual interest in Oleg, and I felt that it was mutually.
Why did I change my boyfriend, alcohol or new love
And one day, when Denis went on a business trip for a couple of days, Oleg called me and offered to meet to discuss something important. Without thinking twice, I invited him to me. Not knowing what we were talking about, I was already waiting for him, and mentally imagined how good I would be with him, how we would have sex. Yes, morally I have already changed Denis, I was led by some kind of unbridled passion.
Oleg, as always, did not come empty -handed, brought a bottle of champagne, apparently in order to make a conversation and a box of sweets. I invited him to the kitchen, brought it glasses, we poured alcohol, but the conversation did not stick. Oleg behaved too hard, he said about nothing, although I would like to touch upon the topic of my feelings for him, but how and where I did not know where to start.
About an hour passed, the bottle was empty by that time, and the hops played a role. A drunken woman is not a mistress, the truth verbs popular wisdom – a little intoxicated, and carried me to Oleg’s arms. He, of course, did not resist, acquired me by the waist, and then we began to kiss. Oleg’s hands talked about an almost unambiguous continuation, making their way under a bra and panties. Having lifted the blouse and fell to my excited nipples, he took me in his arms and carried me into the bedroom.
Sensual and delicate sex, sensations and memories
Left completely without clothes, I waited for Oleg to undress, while continuing to start it: she unobtrusively spread her legs to the sides, showing her finished crack, then turned to him in an ass. My labia was wet, slightly pink. Oleg quickly settled between my legs and neatly, directing the member into the vagina, penetrated inside me. He lifted my legs higher and higher, entering the entire length, to the very eggs. I moaned loudly and asked him to enter even deeper. In response, he began to move faster, increasing the speed of friction. We looked into each other’s eyes.
Each time he tried to enter me further, but suddenly he took out a member and ended up on my stomach. “Sorry,” he said, to which I answered, they say, nothing terrible and went to the bathroom. Returning, I noticed that he had already dressed and seemed to be going to leave. That moment I considered it ideal for conversation. Sat down side by side, acquired it. “Oleg, I love you!” – after about 5 minutes of silence, I was able to whisper him. But in response I heard only silence. Oleg raised my face, looked into my eyes and our lips fell again in a passionate kiss. I am quickly section of Oleg for the second call. Now I was from above: I sat on his stone member, bending and twisting her hips, feeling the dimensions of the genital organ of impressive sizes. Then I got up, and as if with a run -up and skipping he planted myself on his unit. Oleg held me by the hips and ass, I was completely in his power.
Then Oleg got out of bed, and, not taking a standing penis from my vagina, put me in the wall. Its sharp movements of hips and a pelvis in an attempt to insert its spear looked even deeper than appropriate and sexually competent. It only remained for me that it was tightly wrapping his legs behind the waist, with his hands – by the neck, and to move to the beat of his body herself. My pussy expired from what was happening, but I really liked such sex with Oleg.
Sex with the second half does not attract and terribly pulls to bed to a pretty friend? Dear women, buy a phallimitator and organize double penetration with a legal companion! The sensations of sex are almost three of the previous desires that poison your soul and body. You will have every chance to experience a double orgasm, because stimulation through the ass involves those areas of pleasure that you could not feel earlier!
Oleg was close to his finale, and the strength to keep me on weight, apparently, ended. We returned to the bed, he put a pillow under the ass, lifting the pelvis as high as possible, almost perpendicular, and introduced the member as deep as possible. I was ready to finish too. At the time of orgasm, I screamed loudly, and my body was clogged in convulsions.
Sex with a friend of my boyfriend, treason by love or betrayal
While I came to my senses after ecstasy, Oleg continued to move. He needed several powerful and fast shocks to finish. This time, the ejaculation was different: sharp, active, as if firing, falling on the bed, my stomach and chest. When Oleg stopped cowardly after an orgasm, I clung to him again, and gently stroked the skin. Repeating my confession of love, and asking the question of what to do, the second time I also did not hear an intelligible answer.
– How will we continue? What about our relationship? – I blocked his way to the bathroom, waiting for an answer that simply killed me:
– No way, if you like me in bed, let’s sometimes meet, but I can’t start a relationship with you, Denis is my friend.
– But I do not want to hide our love from anyone, hide. In my opinion, it would be more correct to tell Denis about everything-I was looking for at least some way out.
But Oleg stood on his. In his understanding, sex with a girl of his friend is, of course, it is wrong, but to admit that we will now be together, he does not have enough courage, he is afraid to lose his friend. “After all, not in Patsan is somehow”.
I was offended and pointed to the door to him, said to forget about everything. There was no answer, Oleg got dressed and left. Treason is different, and my sex story is a direct certificate of this. I could not live further with Denis and deceive him, so I collected things without explanation and left.