Whirlpool [Category:Enforcement]

The desire to try hard sex occurs in many people, both men and women. For some it is as natural as take a shower for someone - Periodic exotic, but for someone - strange and unpleasant actions. 
I am one of the first, but to understand and realize this is not immediately and not so long ago. In practical implementation, at least. Before I read the stories from the category of "under duress" and gleamed and was excited by all kinds of descriptions of how the aunts force placed on her knees, forced to suck - and they begin to like and they are included in the taste ... well, many readers, I am sure understand what I mean:) 
Certain number of years ago I happened to get acquainted with a girl, she was one of the accountants in the new job, where I had settled long before. The girl was симпатичненькая, slim, medium height, athletic figure, and her ass - it's just a song - at the mere sight of her hands itched to grab and not let this happiness) at the same time I can not say that she was much sunk into the soul and I caught up with love - pure desire because I have to wedge it instigated a regular basis, although not too often) a long time to continue our infrequent communication - we were on different floors, ICQ exchanged only a few months later, she was somehow his own life, the me - his own ... But once there was a case that further defined the development of our relations. 
That evening I was very late for work for - and saw that she was still in ICQ, which means - at work. I went to see her on the second floor, thinking that she was alone there, and hoping to seduce, but in the adjoining room was also pripozdnivshayasya her boss - and Olga decided only to flirt. At some point I lost my temper - grabbed her and pulled to the table, but later recovered from her whisper "I'll scream" ... it never happened. After some time I left - and we stopped communicating. 
However, later Olga appeared again in my ICQ. It turned out that she, too, resigned a few months after me, got a new job, everybody happy. And this is where our communication has changed dramatically - we corresponded every day, discussing very frankly intimate questions, some personal. It is quite a closed person, who does not love to talk about himself and his habits, began to talk about them in response to my revelation. And somehow the conversation turned out that she really wanted to that night, so I went ahead, holding it to the table ... she loves blowjob, sperm - and it's amazing how many women may not like. Moreover - that she, a respectable and a proper girl, sometimes you want to feel like a whore and the last whore, which is merely being at will a certain Boss. As she often fantasizes how she was coerced to suck, literally pulling his mouth to the throat, on his penis, the man for whom it would be virtually a thing with litter and a container for discharge of semen - not more. 
I read it - and my imagination and the desire boiling inside me with increasing force ... but on my steps with a proposal to meet, she did not answer, in real nothing translated. 
That all changed one summer day ... 
At the paper, where we had worked together before, was very friendly and harmonious team. And one of the people, uniting all, was a sysadmin Lech. Then in the summer, in August, he celebrated his birthday and invited all those who worked with him once. Eve Olga asked me - I'm going. In response to the affirmative "nod" said she, too, wants to go, missed all but asked to warn that delayed and will be later. She arrived, when everyone gathered already. We sat in such a small park near the old work day full mamashek with children, and at night - quite deserted. The company was a big, noisy, fun pilos beer ... in a head rustled, but so nice ... stage, when all is well - and nothing more. With it, we crossed a couple of times just looks like "hello" - each in his own circle of interest. But when the question arose about the "toilet" ... I must say that the toilet in the park is not something that would not have been ... they were improvised, even two ... the first - between the fence and a building ... went there all. The smaller is the number of people type on, went to the other - something like a bridge in the world, no puddles, no, he never crossed the ravines, but it was) on one side of its arch was bricked up, on the other - barred. But the grille has been deepened, as it were inside ... and here in this niche, we improvised and did his job ... all of which quickly took to dry land - and no problems. 
My friend also knew this place ... for several years at the previous place we have not once met in the park) and in some of the campaigns we are there with her face. She came out - I was part ... pohihikali and dispersed. Then again. The third time we have both a liquor went together. There is no desire to lure, drag or something ... was not fun - and that's it. 
She prepared to sit down - and asked me to turn away. Already getting dark, consider something from a distance of several steps it was quite difficult - and I obeyed. But when we heard the gentle murmur, as if my head Something hit - and then I turned around and began to look at her. I wanted to embarrass her. It turned out ... she asked me to turn away ... I did not turn away - and she got up and dressed forced under my eyes. Nichrome was not visible, in fact, but it does not matter. She came out from under the arch, I got ... got ... started to think about something abstract - that means that everything went well ... and there's eye movement noticed some slightly turned his head sideways ... ... Olga is quite close and is trying to consider my cock. I have such a turn on the desire to pee all at once somehow disappeared, member began to rise ... juicy ... harden ... 
She looked at him, and I - it ... 
Within seconds, she abruptly turned and walked away ... said, "Well how long do you think?" 
I smiled, promised to be quick - and forcing himself to calm down, did his part ... but did not zip up his fly ... just twilight and the free T-shirt hidden all of it and possible passersby. Released, approached her and asked why she watched. Her excuses suggested that she liked and she thought it would suck like me) She asked me - I had not gone mad - and moved in the direction of ongoing gatherings ... 
What came over me at that moment, I vaguely understand ... I grabbed her arm and pulled him over this bridge ... there was a blank wall and the trees stood ... there were no kisses, no caresses ... I really strongly grabbed her by the hair - and bent to the penis. She pressed her mouth and repeated "No, I will not, I do not want" ... but most strongly by pulling his hair against the growth, I made her open her mouth - and put her there yet poluvozbuzhdenny member ... it blew. I again grabbed her, twisted a little hand - and sat on the grass, clutching his back to the hard bark of a tree ... let go of his hand - and then grabbed by the hair, locking them into a fist ... for some reason she smiled and said she would scream. .. but I have not listened to it at all ... my eyes are clouded over - and I, again forcing her to open her mouth, simply and stupidly started to fuck her. In my head there was no thought, nothing except the desire to pull on her like a doll, not worrying about whether it is convenient, it does not hurt it when my penis, cutting off the air, pushing her tonsils - and head directly penetrates into the throat. Olya was choking, trying to wriggle out, but the tree, my arm and that her head was just a layer with a hole that I fucked, between me and the barrel, were not allowed to do this until I finished. 
After I helped her up, brushed off from grass, bark and earth - and we silently walked to the mall, which by that time had virtually ceased. It remains only two children, including the birthday child. One immediately dumped - was night in the yard was. The three of us zasobiralis too. Nameday volunteered to carry her, but I just went home - I was good as ever. 
A few days later got its history ... continued when Olga wrote to me in ICQ - "I have scratches all over his back, hurting his hair and stung my throat." To which I replied - "will arrive today at 6 pm on my work - and my throat would hurt even stronger." 
She came. And then came again in a half-two weeks a year. Sometimes I come to it. 
Toilets, empty classrooms, fire escapes - all this was my springboard dominance over her. I tied her, tied to furniture, fucked, when the doors go, or my colleagues, raped her in her mouth, forced to suck on the street - well, just happy for myself. I did photos, video of the fall, and she felt pleasure from it. 
One day she got tired of it - and she stopped. But six months later she again choked on my dick in her throat. 
She is now discontinued - wants normal human relations. I told her do not bother, indeed, like all this time, we are "out of sex" talk as friends, discussing some everyday topics. But to live without those emotions as me and her, I think, is no longer possible. This vortex pulls to itself again and again. I dive into it with his head - and invite me to dive into those who want to;)