Private bathhouse

I met a guy online, nothing unusual about that. We agreed to meet at a small cafe. He arrived in a luxurious Mercedes, and his appearance and style of clothing were nothing out of the ordinary. We had a pleasant chat for about an hour and agreed to meet on the weekend.

To be honest, I didn't think he would call; I felt very insecure around him, such a perfect man, and thought I didn't like him at all.

Finally, the long-awaited weekend arrived, and I hoped he would still call. Closer to lunchtime, I got the call. Denis (that was his name) asked me if I had a girlfriend and if I wanted to go eat shashlik. At that

time, I was living with my friend Katya, and she happily agreed to go with me.

We met closer to evening. The first thing that surprised me was that he arrived with two girls and one guy. They were already in a good mood, having had a few drinks, except for Denis, who was driving. Denis immediately said we were going to a neighboring city to eat shashlik, that they make it perfectly there. When we arrived, our shashlik was already ready, and they brought it out to us in bags.

— What, aren't we going to eat it here?" I asked.

— No, we'll eat at a cool place not far from here! Don't worry, you'll like it!" Denis reassured.

— We sure hope so!" I muttered in response.

A couple of minutes later, we ended up in some dirty courtyard with a dilapidated house, but once inside, I was surprised—the renovation was top-notch. This house turned out to be a bathhouse consisting of three large rooms. The first room was a changing room. The second room had massage booths and a large round table, and next to it was a small stage with a pole, surrounded by many mirrors. The third room was the bathhouse itself, with three large barrels of cold water.

— Girls, this is our little nest for today!" Denis said excitedly.

— Unexpected, we weren't planning to steam!" I declared with displeasure.

— If you don't want to steam, then please, no one will force you, and if you don't like it here, I can call a taxi!!??" Denis replied nervously.

— Yeah, it's fine, you just should have warned us!" I replied calmly.

His answer, of course, reassured me—that no one was keeping us here and we could leave at any moment—and I finally relaxed. An hour after drinking a bottle of cognac, we were all chatting together as if we'd known each other for hundreds of years. Another hour later, two more guys arrived, and now there were four guys and four girls. The girls who were with us were somehow on their own, and everyone took turns hugging them—one would slap their ass, another would squeeze them somewhere. I blamed the cognac, thinking they were just having fun and it was their kind of games.

A couple of hours later, we were taking turns steaming, and I did too. Out of all the guys, I liked Seryozha. He was tall, with brown hair and blue eyes, and a very good sense of humor. And as it happened, he and I ended up alone in the bathhouse. The cognac was already speaking and acting for me. Seryozha moved closer, hugged me, and gently kissed me on the lips; I eagerly responded with passion. A minute into the kiss, his hand was under my sheet, caressing my pussy with his fingers. His fingers gently stroked my clitoris while slowly entering me. My body burned with desire; I wanted more, but the thought that someone could walk in at any moment held me back.

— Let's get away!" Seryozha suggested.

— I can't! I'm not alone; I'm with a friend. I can't leave her, no matter how much I want to leave with you right now!" I replied sadly.

— I want to spend the night with you and wake up with you in my bed and lie around all day," Seryozha persuasively coaxed.

— Let's do it later! We'll hang out a bit more, then take her home and stay together!" I said.

— Okay," Seryozha agreed.

Returning to everyone, we saw a scene of naked girls dancing by the pole, while Katya sat hugging Denis, watching. One of the guys, Misha, stood up, walked over to one of the girls, sat her on his lap facing away from him, and began stroking and kneading her breasts—her breasts were large and firm with small, neat nipples; I would have fondled them myself (I adore women's breasts). She squirmed on him, arching her back. After kneading her breasts, Misha moved down to her pussy; it was neatly shaved with a thin strip leading to small, neat labia and a tiny clitoris. I had only seen such perfect female pussies in magazines. He had just begun to caress her when she spread her legs, and this beauty was revealed to us. This started to turn me on so much, and I wished it were my hand there instead of Misha's. Misha removed his sheet, and his cock was already hard; lifting his victim, he sat her on his cock. She squirmed on him, moaning and arching with pleasure, caressing her own breasts and fiddling with her clitoris; she sped up, and her moans grew louder. I was so turned on I could barely restrain myself from caressing my wet pussy. Seryozha must have understood and whispered quietly:

— Do you want to? We can do it right here.

— No, I can't; let's watch a bit more!" I suggested.

And we continued observing what was happening. Katya and Denis got up and went into a massage booth.

We were left at the table—me, Seryozha, and Igor. Igor had been silent all evening, and I hadn't even exchanged a word with him.

Igor stood up, walked over to Misha, and said.

— Mish, give me Lenka, I want her!!

— Igor, let me finish!" Misha replied.

— Yeah, I know you—you'll be fucking her for another hour!!" Igor objected.

— So maybe we take her together?? Lenka loves anal, after all!" Misha suggested.

— Misha, you know how to persuade!!" Igor replied with a smile.

Putting Lena on her knees, Misha took her pussy, while Igor rubbed his half-hard cock against Lena's lips.

Lena

As I later guessed, these were easy girls who often hung out with this crowd.

Lena licked the cock and took it into her mouth, and it grew before our eyes; as soon as it was fully hard, he grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth at speed. Lena choked, barely breathing, yet still moaned—she liked it. After a deep blowjob, Igor sat on the table and pulled Lena onto him. Lena sat on his cock, while Misha stood behind and started trying to enter her ass, succeeding without any problem in a couple of minutes. Everything inside her slapped and gurgled from her wetness; they were fucking her, tearing her apart. Misha occasionally pulled his cock out of her ass, and you could see her anus was stretched wide open, and anyone of any size could easily enter.

I was turned on to the limit and wanted more than just regular sex.

— Seryozha, why isn't Olya with anyone??" I asked in surprise.

Olya was Lena's friend who, paying no attention to anyone, danced silently by herself.

— She's a lesbian; men don't turn her on at all!!" Seryozha replied.

And then I got excited. I had always fantasized about trying it with a girl, and here was such an opportunity, and I decided this night would be the most depraved of my life.

I stood up, threw off my sheet, walked over to Olya, and started dancing next to her. She understood without words and came over to me, and we danced, touching each other's bodies. Her breasts were smaller than mine, with small, perky nipples. And overall, she reminded me of a girl—so fragile, skinny, blonde with scarlet lips and a very flexible body.

Seryozha didn't let me enjoy the dance; he came up behind me, and I felt he was completely naked and his cock was rubbing against my buttocks. My curiosity made me turn around to look at his endowment. Turning around, I was pleasantly and shockingly surprised. Seryozha had a simply long, thick cock; I had never seen one like it before. I was even scared to have sex with him.

— Seryozha, I'm afraid of you!" I said with a smile.

— He's not as scary as he looks; he's only 25 cm! And I'll be very gentle!" Seryozha reassured me.

— You think I'll let you go alone with Olya?? No, now you're mine!!" Seryozha continued.

Taking me by the hand, he whispered something in Olya's ear, and we went to the second massage booth. In the booth, there was a wide bed and a chair. Seryozha sat in the chair and said.

— Well, girls, begin!

Olya came over to me, led me to the bed, and sat me down. She spread my legs and touched my clitoris with her tongue; I shuddered. This had always turned me on in my fantasies, and now here was reality—a girl was about to lick my pussy and slurp up all my wetness.

Olya plunged her tongue into me, then spread my lips and licked the entire length of my pussy. After 10 minutes of my pleasure, Olya stood up, lay on the bed, and spread her legs. Her pussy glistened with moisture and was pink like a girl's, with plump lips. I got on my knees and pressed my lips to her wet pussy. I stuck out my tongue and caressed her clitoris, then decided to risk it and slid a finger into her hot, tender vagina; Olya began to moan softly, and I understood she liked it. With my finger, I went in and out of her, adding a couple more fingers, while my tongue caressed her clitoris.

Seryozha came up behind me and placed the head of his cock against my pussy. I froze in anticipation and tensed with fear that it would hurt now. He slowly inserted the head, and I felt everything stretch to the max and wrap around his head; with each movement, I felt a slight pain and felt as if it were my first time. Finally, he went in all the way and paused, stroking me so I would relax and allow him to move inside me.

The first movements were very slow, and after I had stretched to the max and gotten used to his size, he started to speed up. The sensations were unforgettable—the excitement from what was happening: I was caressing a girl's pussy with my tongue and sliding four fingers into her, while behind me, excitement and pain pierced me to the core. Seryozha sped up, holding my hips, thrusting as deep as possible, while Olya moaned, arched, and her pussy suddenly grew wetter, and I continued to lick and caress her.

After having an orgasm, Olya slipped under me and began caressing my clitoris with her fingers; from this, my vagina started to contract, and Seryozha's cock entered me even tighter, and I felt blood rush to my pussy, goosebumps ran all over my body. Seryozha pulled out his cock, and hot semen flowed between my buttocks, then over my pussy.

This was the most mind-blowing night of my life