Young Wife. Erotica

– Nat, are you coming to the party?

– Who will be there?

– All ours.

– Maybe. Everyone there will be useless, some kind of poor people, that means, – said Natalya, taking off her house pants, getting ready to go to the shower.

– Well, will you come or not?

– Let's see. Will that handsome guy come?

– Who?

– Sasha, fair-haired, he still has cheekbones.

– This is Vera's boyfriend.

– Which one is this?

– Yes, you saw her, we were at the disco together, then she left with some guy, she didn’t even say goodbye, bitch.

– And this slut, fuck her. Okay, friend, I have serious things to do here, I'm busy.

She threw the phone on the couch and took off the last of her clothes, leaving red thin panties next to the phone, and, having sniffed them, put them next to the phone. Then she picked it up again, scrolled through the feed, found some videos, forgot that she needed to go to the bathroom, sat back on the couch, lifting one leg, and her labia parted.

When she felt a little chilly without her clothes, she said, " Brrrrr ," and walked away, wiggling her firm ass, which no one saw at that time.

The bottle of shampoo she had picked up fell over and she wanted to squat down and wash her hair in that position to give her legs a rest, which had been pretty sore, aching and stretched since yesterday from standing bent over for a long time while the bartender had sex with her at the counter after her shift ended and the small restaurant she worked in closed.

But although her anus hurt, she didn’t pay attention to it, especially since it didn’t interfere with standing on her feet, and she definitely didn’t want to sit on a small plastic chair right now.

This was her favorite place where she liked to take male members, after blowjobs, which she did with ease anywhere, if the guy asked her about it twice, when, having refused after the first time, she agreed to the second, and she tried not to change this rule in the last six months, after one guy she really liked did not want to have sex with her. She could not understand this, because he was married, had children, but did not succumb to provocative hints, and, having dropped her off after driving her home at night after work, having picked her up at the bus stop, he quickly left.

She always thought that any man wanted her, and even more so if she offered sex, and so after this incident she went on a rampage and did not want to miss any member that could enter her, reminding that mainly in the anus and mouth.

She used her vagina for special occasions, when she really liked a guy and she was sure that he had a big one, because she didn't want to spoil her taste by fucking with smaller ones than she considered necessary.

After working as a prostitute for a few months after her second year of university during the summer holidays, she decided not to do it anymore, and not for moral principles or financial reasons, she just really wanted to sleep at night, and she had a hard time with the night calls, sometimes just falling asleep when another client fucked her. Of course, she couldn't ignore those who had sufficient arguments between their legs, and she couldn't doze off like that.

That same year, she dropped out of university and went on academic leave for a year, undecided whether to drop out completely or wait.