It is difficult to even unequivocally say whether it is a story, or a scream for help, or just a means of expressing your feelings, but just keep it in yourself more strength.
Until yesterday I was the head of the banal 26 year old Kharkov family. With faith (my name is my wife) we have been familiar with youth, and our life together has been there for 6 years.. We started relations in the most common way: we talked in one company and, experiencing mutual sympathy, sincerely love each other. Our relationship has always been extremely honest, open, sensual and tender.
Let’s just say, we constantly faded with each other, not allowing the partner to experience even a shadow of resentment or carry a burden. And we managed to maintain such careful relations so far. Our quarrels could be counted on the fingers.
Faith – a small, fragile and delicate creature close to my ideal. She is one of those “girls” who probably remain girls even at 50. Her ears have always been rude expressions, I’m not talking about the mother. In her presence, I never allowed myself, and even relatives and friends, being next to her became softer and calmer.
The features of her face do not differ in catchy, rather they are small, but at the same time very neat and feminine. She almost never uses cosmetics, but from this her face does not become less beautiful and attractive. Her figure is to match her face – fragile, neat and feminine. Slightly lower than medium height, with a small, but elastic chest, narrow enough, like for a woman who gave birth to a child, hips, a thin waist and even smooth legs. In my eyes, Vera was always associated with an angel, pure and unsuccessful nothing. I sincerely love her because she is outwardly and internally.
I myself – a guy who has always looked younger than my years, alas, I never had a powerful muscles, but not lower than average and physically not frail. Although many consider me too slim, but I am so. For the larger half of the female environment, I am attractive and pretty. I am who is called a “cute boy” in the female environment in the female environment. Vera always said that I was her ideal, and I believed, and others confirmed my faith with assessments addressed to our. We were considered a harmonious and very happy couple. It seemed to me – we are created for each other.
Vera never worked – I protected her from this. First birth, then the first years of our son’s life, then all the care of the house, purchases, problems – my tender half took upon myself. She was always busy with something and never sat idle. It even seemed to me at times that she was taking on an excessive burden, because I did nothing except daily going to work, and did not even know where everything came from. I worked selflessly, with a love of my work, because I earned by the standards of our city no less than the majority and could provide us with three.
Often I was late at work until later, but everyone was accustomed to this for a long time. We were constantly in touch with each other, called up and shared impressions of all the events that happened since the last conversation. I knew everything about faith, and she knew everything about me. We were whole – family.
In bed, Vera always behaved somewhat constrained, bashful. She never looked into my eyes, and was always embarrassed by her complete nudity. Everything happened according to the familiar scheme over the years. We took the shower separately, turned off the light, kissed for a while, stroked each other, mainly on the back, head, neck. Vera preferred the missionary position to everything and did not allow me to be distracted from her lips, gently taking my hands from all other parts of her body. Any of my creeps in the direction of more relaxed and diverse sex gently broke off her asking gaze with an understanding. It was difficult for me to ask her something more, she was always what it was and I reconciled with it. Yes, I wanted oral caresses and variety of poses, but Vera was always so strained when I began to stream to this, that I just felt sorry for her.
Yesterday, an annoying accident at the substation of our enterprise forced me to tear myself away from my favorite business almost in the morning and, in the absence of the opportunity to do at least something, go home. I got to 11, there was no faith – she led the child to her grandmother and probably now puts him to sleep. I did not tear her off and lay down on the veranda of our apartment, which is located on the 9th floor of the high -rise, marry. It was the end of the week – Friday, and I was tired. There was strong heat outside and I had to tightly cover the blinds on the veranda so that the sun did not beat in the face. Unnoticed for myself, through thoughts born in my head, I fell into a slumber.
I dreamed of my workplace, it was flooded with water, all the documents were ruined, the computer was spoiled…. Suddenly I heard the cotton with which the front door closes in our apartment. “Vera came,” flashed in my brain completely not coming into consciousness after a brawl. I’m in no hurry to get up. The whole body was languishing and relaxed.. Without opening my eyes, I continued to lie. On the street it was very darkened and blew moisture. “There will be rain… finally..”, – my consciousness whispered. I barely opened my eyes, it was almost dark on the veranda.. Neh did not leave me. In the room (we have no bedrooms, only the children and the hall with the veranda) Vera was busy. “Did she not leave the child?” – I was a little upset, today I wanted silence and peace. I continued to lie, Verkina’s fuss quietly came from the room.
I opened my eyes a little wider, without rising, I turned my head towards the room and tried to look through our whole -glass door and tightly covered with sparkles of the curtain, which my family was doing. But absolutely nothing was visible – only some light rustle. Gardina reflected the light that oozed through the blinds. “She does not see me because of the native of a folding chair,” – it already flickered more consciously in my head.
Klaz!!! All eight lamps of our mirror chandelier were lit in the room. I closed my eyes. It was so dark that this scum of artificial light even painfully blinded me during the day. I wanted to fall into a dream again. The soul was sweet and lazy. Slowly, I began to open my eyes that were swollen from short -term sleep. As a swell, a line between sleep and reality when we wake up. I was asleep… Rain on the street. In the middle of my room is a large man. I see his silhouette. Why is he standing here? Laughter! His quiet laughter pulls off my eyes the captivity of the coming oblivion… Vera hugs him…
“STOP!!!” – a strong cold is slowly covered by my head. “I am not sleeping? I am not sleeping!? I am not sleeping!!!”
In the center of my room is a big man face to me. My faith hugs him around his neck. They kiss passionately. Cold. Hard cold.. A little more clear look, the light is almost no longer blind. Full brain paralysis. I’m just lying…
They kiss. Kiss passionately, tightly clinging to each other. He hunched over to make her more comfortable, and holds her firmly by the waist. In my head dialogue:
– This is not faith?? This is not faith!? This is not faith!!!
– Who is this?
– This is her friend.
– Why is Verkin Sarafan on her?
– Landed.
– Why is it at my place?
– I asked for the keys.
– But this has never happened, I do not agree to that!
Moan, quiet faith groan.. “That’s her… SHE… SHE…”
I can’t move, I can’t think, I can’t perceive. I am paralyzed.
I hear the rain. I hear the rustle of their clothes. She kisses him. Kisses passionately. Tightly, very tightly clinging to him. He takes her hips. He has very big hands. It covers almost all of its buttocks, and compresses tightly. Faith bends and inhales noisily, without stopping kissing it. It is very large, it stands on socks, but barely gets to his face. He continues to crush her hips… What big hands! What are wide shoulders, big head, very dark short hair.
“I KNOW HIM!!”The picture is changing. I am 19 years old. I am a thin teenager. Vartan stands in front of me. The guy with whom we once studied at the same school.. He is 2 or 3 years older than me and much larger. We are rude to each other, he will press, I feel fear, irritation and resentment. We argued due to a collision on the path that passes near my house. I thought and ran into it. How I flew into the wall. It was more painful for me than him, but he demands an apology! What a impudent! He insults me in the presence of his friends, I am ready to fight, but how? I have no chance, he is huge. My dignity is hurt, but I can’t answer. I am trying to reduce the conflict to naught, but he provokes a word for the evil escalation. Suddenly says something very humiliating. I hold my breath, take a step forward and push it into the chest with my fists. But no, I rather start from the tree. He beats me in the chest. I can’t resist. I’m on the ground, and it makes no sense to get up. His friends laugh, laugh loudly. Everyone looks at me contemptuously, I sniff quietly. They are going away….
…. Vartan lifts the sundress of faith. Only a moment I see her hips, Vartan’s hands, Vartan’s huge hands close them and begin to strongly, very strongly, stretch to the sides, squeeze with force. Vera groans. “Vera groans!”
I do not realize myself, cold and pain, unbearable pain chose me. I do not present here, but I see and hear.
They come off each other, they say something standing in an embrace. She looks at him from below and smiles. With one raising of his hands, Vartan pulls his sundress through her head.. She raises her hands and “falls out” from him with a laugh. He takes her in his arms with incredible ease and kisses her.
Faith holds on his thick neck and presses him with his whole body. She lies in his hands, like in a cradle. Vartan approaches the sofa (we have a corner folding sofa, but it is folded) and simply throws it down.. Vera with laughter falls on the sofa, Vartan stands above her. He is huge. How huge he is.
Leaning toward faith, he playfully takes her hips and tears her panties from her straightened legs in one motion. “She straightened them… straightened..”
What’s happening? Where I am? This is a dream?
Vartan is stripping busily, Vera lies along the folded sofa and bites his lip looks at him. Delight in her eyes. Vartan is really huge. Without clothes, he is more than in her! Shirt, trousers, socks, panties… He is without clothes. “Voila”, – hear my ears. Vera hangs from the sofa of the leg, Vartan is approaching. His whole body is covered with very black curls, the skin is dark, bristles on the face. A slowly rising penis hangs between the legs.
Here he went into a dense sofa and, ah! Vera is already holding his cock in his hand… She begins to move her… Bends and… takes him in the mouth.
“What’s happening? This is a dream? Reality? What am I doing here? How I ended up here? Who are they? This is my faith? Why is this happening? How can it be? WHAT’S HAPPENING?”, – cyclically pulsates in my head. I, like a dead, lie on my side, and through a curtain I look at how my beloved, my dear girl holds a dick in her mouth. Alien member! Member of the person who is hated by me! My whole body is pulsing, it was declared a dead cold, I do not feel. I’m dead!
A naked, huge baby stands in front of my little, fragile and such an innocent wife, and she, slowly moving her head, stroking her lips with a slowly solid member. “They did not take a shower…” – for some reason flickers in my head. “She always takes a shower… Shower before what?! Aaa, before making love with another!”Terrible chest pain. Full paralysis.
Vera lowers his hand, a member of Vartan is already worth. It is short but very thick. God, how fat he is! Vartan takes faith with his huge hands by the back of his head… Oh! He begins to move his massive back.. No! Not backwards. He moves his member in my wife’s mouth! How can it be that it got into her little mouth? Vartan groans quietly. Vera no longer moves her head, she does not need to do this, he does everything himself. What he does? He moves a member in my wife’s mouth! It allows you to do it! It allows you to move a member in your mouth! And to whom it allows? Oh.. Pain..
Vera picks up legs under itself and kneels. Resting with one hand on the edge of the sofa, she repels Vartan another and he retreats one step, not lowering his head. The member falls out… She smiles, looking into his eyes! What is she doing? Pushes him a little more, extends his neck, bends a little… For what? Why is she doing it? Vartan lowering his head and looking into her eyes, not letting her back her back of her head inserts a member in her mouth. He presses her to his own pubic. God! She extended her neck so that he could enter deeper!
A particle of consciousness is returning to me, I feel how the saliva flows along my cheek, the throat is completely paralyzed, I cannot swallow it. I focus on swallowing saliva…
Vera, bending the waist to the beat of Vartan’s movements, makes strange sounds. Her lips are very stretched, her mouth is open to the limit, the cheeks are inflated. Her face does not look like herself, this is not her face, this is another… Another faith… not mine. Vartan smoothly but quite quickly moves backwards, inserting his penis into her mouth, then taking out almost to the end, inserts again. It can be seen how her throat swells. Unbearable! Her throat swells with every impetus. Sometimes he stops and takes out the penis completely, it inhales..
The cold in my body slowly begins to replace a strong heat, it comes from my face and begins to flow down my neck. Unbearable heat, I practically cannot breathe. “How much time has passed? These sounds are unbearable! I will die?”
Suddenly Vartan repels faith. How roughly he does it! She has a red face, she has a wet and swollen lips. I have never seen such lips! Quickly bent, he takes out a condom from his trousers pocket and, jerking off the packaging, begins to wear it, he slides and falls. He lifts him from the floor! “God he is dirty!”And continues to wear it. “He has a short cock! He has a fat cock! Why is he so dark? Why the head is white? Because it is dark? Where so much skin does it come from it? He’s all in folds!”Vera sits motionless and looks in his face. “She never looks at me!!! She never made me a blowjob!!!”A fit of heat and pain..
Unceremoniously, oh, how unceremoniously he takes her by the hips and lifts her. “Is she weightless?”Put on the left hand bent at the elbow. “Like a towel!”And, supporting under the chest with the other hand, he puts her (it is he puts her) back to his member sticking like a rock like a rock. Vera shudders with his whole body, hardly reaches the back of the sofa with his hands and barely gets, no even does not even reach the pillow with his knees. Vartan slowly begins to bring her closer to him, but immediately stops. They “hang” motionless. Then he again begins to bring her closer to him, she shudders again and he stops. Both breathe very deeply and noisily. Vartan takes a couple of steps forward and Vera rests on the back of the sofa and firmly becomes knees on him. Vartan removes his hands and takes her palms by the inner lobes of the hips, raising it now in this way, and spreads his knees to a horizontal position.
Already my whole body has declared heat. Each cell of my body is saturated with this heat, I can’t breathe. The heart hurts… The whole chest hurts. It hurts unbearably, I want to twist, but I can’t. Vartan, holding the faith in the air slowly presses her, but she shudders and groans. For a while they are motionless. She slowly begins to rotate her hips, bending her back to the limit. Vartan crushes a little more and approaches her. Legs! Feet of faith trembles, her buttocks are periodically reduced, but she continues to rotate her hips. Slowly, smoothly, publishing hissing. Finally her body shudders and Vartan moves a little to her. “He entered!”, – explodes in my head. Bright flash of light in the eyes and terrible nausea.. Inexpressible nausea emanating from the entire lower part of my body.
The flash slowly goes out, in the ears whistle, loud whistle. I do not hear the sounds of the world around. “Where is the world?”
Vera stands on the knees, spreading her legs strongly and incredibly arched back, her head and arms lie on the back of the sofa.. Vartan holds her by the hips and slowly, very slowly attracts her to her, she continues to rotate the booty. Slowly he puts it on the stop and stops. Faith several times noisily inhales and shudders. He begins to push his ass. It can be seen how it all serves behind him, her lips turn out and crawl along it, like rubber… “God, he is very fat! How could he enter? How is it possible? It is not intended for such! He is too great! She is too small!”
Slowly his movements begin to accelerate. This is barely noticeable. Each entrance is slightly, a small share faster than the previous. His penis shines with a dark, wet shine. His body is like a rock. She is like a child. They are incompatible, they are too different. He is inexorably accelerating..
“Faith! Hear me faith! Is that you!? What is moving? Why is it to me “. Trembling covers my body, nausea and so unable to intensify even more. Heat burns me from the inside. I swallow saliva…
“Why, faith? Why is this happening? That I did not give you? Why have you ever been like that with me? After all, I was ready to give you everything! The whole world, and all of oneself without a trace?”. I can move. My body is weak. Very weak. I’m ready to tear out, but I can move. I have a fever. Terrible, uncontrollable.. And pain, she breaks my whole essence. Slowly awareness comes. I return to the body.
Vera begins to moan. Strongly, loudly, not the voice with which she communicates with the world, this is a different, deep and rude voice. I have never heard him. “That’s not her! It can’t be!”But this is she, and her moan tears me from the inside. I will not stand it.
I fall out of reality.
..
What is this? There is no faith … Vartan. He lies on the couch with his back to me. Leg! Verena’s leg hangs from the couch. He moves slowly again. I don’t see her under him.. He is huge. Her second leg! She is thrown on the back! How she fit under him? What flexibility should her body have? It can be seen how the sofa is served under their weight. He accelerates. Again her moan! He is even more rude and thunder. He is already moving at a “normal” pace.. Once every 2 seconds a cutting soul is heard: “U-o-u-mm, ss-s!”,” U-u-u-mm, ss-s!”,” U-u-u-mm, ss-s!”..
“I have to, I can stop everything! My mind cuts out. I sharply raise my head, she is so heavy! Nausea covers my body. Throws in the eyes … “” U-u-m-m-a “,” uh-m-m-m-a “,” uh-um-a “,-Vera begins to cry out on the exhale. I don’t see her where my faith? She hugs him with his feet by the waist. How she succeeds? His waist width with the corner of the sofa! “Yes!”She shouts.
“Everything, I have the strength and will to stop everything! I will get up. Now I will get up. And what….?»A strange feeling begins to envelop me. It is sharp and strong. It … is fear!! “God, I’m afraid to get up. I will get up and what will I say? What can be said at all? Or do it? What I’m afraid of? Vartan? Yes, I am afraid of him, I am afraid of an animal losing strength with fear. What can I tell him? I will kill! I’m going to kill him! I will kill? Like this? I will stand up, pass by them to the kitchen for a knife, return and kill? I can do it? No, no, no, I can’t do it. And not Vartan I’m afraid. What can he do more? How he will cause me more pain than I already have? This is impossible! What am I afraid?”
Vartan gets up. Having wrapped his feet and hands on his cock “hangs” Vera. Her face is devoid of all humanity, it is an animal! He tightly squeezes her buttocks with his huge palms. He wrinkles them. With strong movements, he “puts on” it on himself. She cries out loudly, too loudly with every push. She is all red and wet from sweat, folds of the sofa were printed on her back with white stripes. Vartan begins to walk slowly around the room, turning her face and her booty to me, then with his hairy and dark -skinned back..
“What am I afraid? I have to admit what I’m afraid. Afraid….. contempt. It is contempt. But do they not encourage me already when doing it? I can’t look in her eyes! I can’t tell her something, I will just petrify with fear. I am already petrified, I can’t move, but already because I’m afraid!”He stopped near the back of the opposite corner of the sofa and froze. “Faith! Ah, Vera! There is nothing human in you. Who do you look like? What are you like now? What do you think and feel?”Slowly he” took off “it from the penis and turning it over in the air like a toy, put it with a stomach on the bolder of the sofa. The head of his penis was swollen and became huge, he pulsed all and shuddered. Feet and priests were completely wet.. She was like a doll exhausted and supple. As soon as he moved towards her, she obediently wiped her waist, protruded the ass and lifting her right leg, laid her on her mother.
I did not feel anything, I was completely destroyed and broken. I was killed by my own fear and pain.
Vartan, kneeling behind the back quickly and strongly inserted her.. She tensed, but immediately went limp. He took up the past by both hands and began to measure the backwards. The familiar “U-U-M-M-A”, “U-UM-M-A”, “U-U-M-M-A” was heard. Vartan increased the pace. He moved quickly and abruptly, only for a split second stopping at the peak.
“Ah Vera? What are you doing? Who are you? Look, you are an animal. You are a lustful cattle. I hate you! You are not worthy of even contempt. What do you allow you to do with you? And I? I’m good too! I lie and look like my wife, the one I love so much, has a healthy man. And I have no will to get up.”
“A-a-a-x-x”, “a-a-a-oh-x”, “a-a-ah-x-x”, was heard from the room. Vartan, like a car, holding on to the bolder of the sofa with great speed inserted and took out his hard and thick cock out of my wife’s vagina. He entered her with such force that her buttocks were shrinking under the onslaught of his body. The sofa began to creak. “Ah-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah”, Vera shouted louder and shorter and shorter. “God, the neighbors hear it,” flashed in my pulsating head. The sofa began to knock on the wall and creak very loudly. Vera began to wriggle under the blows of Vartan. Her body was squeezed by a cramp, then convulsions pulled. “Dances, dancing, dancing,” a terrible sound of a limp and stretched vagina of faith was heard. “A-û,“ a-û, “a-û, my wife shouted sharply and loudly with the animal grimace.. She finished. She finished violently and as passionately as I have never seen. She was beaten by terrible convulsions. The face was distorted by a grimace. And the screams merged into a single “a-a-a-a-a-û. Vartan, who had not made a sound before, began to growl like a beast. His blows became less frequent, but such a force that I was scared.
My whole body pulsed, my mind refused to accept what was happening, fear did not leave me hope to give myself.. But what is it? I could not believe.. This is incredible. The terrible shame penetrated my body … I had a member. He did not just stand, he was so tense that it seemed to me that a little more and he would just burst. He pulsed in such blows of the heart that passing through the whole body, spoke in it with treacherous excitement.
Vartan published a victorious roar and fell to the floor next to the exhausted faith. Her limbs sometimes twitched, moisture flowed through the legs. The painful minutes of complete silence went. Vera rose first and staggered approached Vartan. He held out his hand and pulled it to him. For a long time. Painfully for a long time they lay without moving.
I turned away and tears finally got to my eyes. I just lay, looked nowhere, and streams of my pain poured on my cheeks with a generous stream. Shame did not let me go, my cock still stood, and was so excited that I was afraid to touch him.
I didn’t see how they broke up. But the courage got to leave the balcony only when I heard the knock of the front door and the noise of water in the shower. I went out, it was removed on the floor and nothing, completely nothing but the pungent smell of sex could say what happened here. I stood for several minutes in the middle of the room and felt that my strength was leaving me, nausea, painfully crushing me on the throat. I went to the front door and slapped it loudly. The noise of water in the shower immediately stopped.
– Who’s there? – I heard her cheerful voice.
– I, – hoarsely heard from my unbearably pulsating lungs.
– Why are you so early? – Vera asked alarmed.
– There is no light at the factory. We were released.
– A, – followed by oppressive silence.
– I was poisoned, I will go to bed, I am very bad.
– Very bad? – Vera said in a sympathetic tone – well, go to bed.
I laid the bed and the exhausted collapsed to where my wife had so recently. My sweet girl … treacherously was firmly in his underpants … “I will kill her … I will kill him … I will kill them … I will kill all … I will explode the whole world,” I burst into tears. I was inexpressibly lonely, and no one, absolutely no one could help me.. The dream took me so quickly and was so deep that it seemed to me – I didn’t sleep at all, but simply opened my eyes from the alarm clock in a mobile phone. In the first minute I did not remember what happened. In the slot between the eyelids I saw Vereyno face. Such amazingly fresh and inexpressibly beautiful.
– Bunny, I was so worried, even the doctor called from the neighboring floor. You were all hot, you were shaking almost all day and all night. I was directly disturbed.The memories surged in a powerful wave, the heat and cold returned. They were simultaneously present in my body.
– I won’t go to work.
– Certainly.
I finally woke up in 10 days. No one at home. My family went to the country – I remembered.. I didn’t want to live, I wanted to die right now. I could not get rid of trembling and heat. My cock still stood. I took it in the palm of my hand and began to masturbate with tears in my eyes. 10-15 movements were enough and I exploded a powerful, even painful orgasm.
The void came. She was deeper than everything that I still experienced in life. Having spent half an hour, I got up, smoked, and did not break down at the computer. Aimlessly wandering on the Internet on the pages that Yandex found by the word “treason”, I came across an article, some doctor of psychology, which said:
“The first thing a person should do (especially if it is a man) surviving a betrayal of a loved one is to express everything that is in him about this, it is better to write, write in detail, surviving this again. It is even better to let others read it, and they live with you, they will take away the pain. Otherwise, destructive jealousy may not be killed, then cause serious diseases … ”
For lack of other recommendations, I finish my medical “story”, for writing which I needed to be there again, to see it again and survive it. I catch myself thinking that I can again type text with high speed, and my body no longer pulsates. How to do next? Live or not? How to do with my wife, because I still love her? And the son?
Shame, fear, resentment, hatred, complete rejection of life are still strong in me and I feel how they destroy me … What can I say to survive this? There are no answers yet ..
Your entirely, not at all.
P.WITH.I did not re -read this again, because I ask you to forgive the egregious grammatical and syntactic errors, possible gaps and meaninglessness. There is no strength to think.
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