Double Penetration

Chapter 52: Sudden turn

The wounds inflicted on the body by prolonged banging quickly healed, which cannot be said about the

mental trauma. It ached and hurt. More than a week had passed since that unforgettable night, and I

still could not find courage and walk along the street on which that restaurant was located. Although it

would be wrong to say that I didn't like it. I really enjoyed the sensations and triple penetration into all

my holes and the subsequent sex with four young men.

The only thing that was depressing was my lost love. My tender feelings for Dan disappeared forever

and it seemed to me that I could never trust anyone, I could not love anymore.

More and more I realized that I needed a loved one. He who would understand me, to whom I could

entrust all the secrets of my heart and who would not condemn. Dan could never live up to my hopes, I

already knew that. But the pain of his betrayal still burned through the soul.

One day I walked into a cafe near work for a refreshing drink.

“Girl, why haven't I met you here before?” Asked a man who approached the bar, who looked about

thirty-five. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I don’t remember you either.” I retorted.

“No seriously. I come here every day. I've never seen you.” The stranger did not lag behind.

It started to strain me a little. These cheap tackles, were already familiar. All men are the same,

everyone needs only one thing! My last meeting with Dan finally opened my eyes to a lot.

The man continued to stand, looking at me with interest, I turned sharply and also looked:

“I also drink coffee every day in this establishment and I have never met you either.” I answered a little

irritated, not yet deciding to turn him off or flirt.

“So, at different times we come here.” The man didn’t notice my harsh tone.

“Sorry, I'm in a hurry to get to work.” I answered, picked up my drink, and began to move towards the

exit.

“Yes, of course, just leave your number, I'll call you in the evening. Here is my number.” The man

handed me a business card.

For some reason, I also gave him my business card and hurried to leave the cafe. I periodically

recalled the stranger from the cafe until the evening. He called and offered to accompany me home.

I decided to go to my rented apartment, although we had made up with my mother a long time ago, and

I sometimes spent the night with her. Still, a romantic date could have consequences and various

options for continuing.

But nothing happened. We kissed, already approaching the house, several times and that's it. At the

entrance, he said goodbye and was already turning to leave, when suddenly he decided something and

offered me to come visit him, on his birthday, exactly a month later. There would also be his friend with

his girlfriend and that's it. I was already practically in love with this interesting man and immediately

agreed with pleasure. There remained only the need to take care of the gift.

We met every day. At first, he only accompanied me. Then I invited him to come in. We had our first

romantic sex then. No deviations from the classics, at first he fucked me while lying on top of me, but I

didn't let him finish, turned him over on his back and then I pulled away in full.

Then cunnilingus was slowly added to our carnal pleasures, which the man did amazingly and, of

course, a blowjob in my performance. I think I was able to surprise him.

In the evening, before the long-awaited holiday, already at the door, I whispered to him that I would be

away from trying sex in the ass. It is not necessary for my man to know that I have a lot of practice in it

and that it turns me on. He left me stunned.

It was Roman's birthday, that was the name of my stranger. I bought him an original gilded tie clip as a

gift and walked to the specified address with a joyful mood.

“Hi. Come on in. Everyone is already here, we are only waiting for you.” The birthday boy met me and

gently kissed me on the lips.

“Hello.” I greeted strangers.

“Let me introduce everyone, this is my Katyusha, and this is Andrey, my friend and colleague and his

girlfriend Polina.” Roman introduced us to each other.

We sat down at the table. They congratulated the hero of the occasion, presented gifts, wished him a

bunch of wishes, and all this was accompanied by the clink of glasses. Polina was already drunk at the

end of the evening, and she had to be laid down on a cozy sofa. I was still perfectly on my feet, I drank

less on purpose, sometimes I missed it, but I didn't want to spoil the impression of myself, drunk, like

Andrey's girlfriend. They all knew her very well. The guys also pronounced the words quite distinctly

and, without swaying, moved around the room.