Always say "Yes"!

— So, what got you so excited today? — Alyona already had an idea, but she wanted Sasha to say it himself.

It wasn't the first time she had noticed how her fiancé got aroused by the attention other men paid to her. Especially if it involved some spicy situations.

And today, in the store fitting room where Alyona was trying on jeans, he, coming out of the booth to get another size, carelessly didn't close the curtain all the way. On his way back, he discovered that a man, waiting for his wife from the neighboring booth, was neatly peeking through the gap left.

Indignation once again gave way to arousal, and he waited until the peeping enthusiast was called

into the booth by his wife. After changing Alyona's jeans, Sasha came out, leaving a gap about twice as large this time, on purpose. Soon, the observer returned to his original position. By that time, Alyona had already figured everything out and decided to play along with her husband, striking poses that forced the man to cover his rapidly growing interest in the young girl with his wife's belongings.

— You deliberately didn't close the curtain all the way, didn't you? Yes? — Alyona asked, stroking Sasha's swelling cock for the fourth time in a row. — And I was waiting there, waiting for you to bring the new jeans, twisting and turning in front of the mirror. Good thing I took a blouse to try on too. I didn't buy it; my nipples showed through too much when I tried it on without a bra. Or should I have bought it?

Instead of answering, Sasha pounced on Alyona for the fourth time and, harshly, as if punishing her for something, took possession of his bride.

Feeling the punishment was nearing its end, Alyona continued to inspire the young man.

— Or do you want, when we go to the dacha tomorrow by train, we sit separately? I'll sit in a skirt opposite some man, and I'll forget to wear panties? You'll watch how he looks me over?..

Sasha came, calling his beloved a bitch. Alyona didn't push for a fifth time, busying herself with packing things for the trip to the dacha, and about twenty minutes later, Alexander felt that the same image wouldn't leave his head. The image of the train ride Alyona had described. And the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to turn this depraved idea into reality. The desire built up, and on the morning before the trip, he couldn't hold back.

The backpacks were already packed, Alyona had already mentally said goodbye to the stuffy apartment and headed out in a light dress to meet the long-awaited dacha when her beloved blocked her path. Without any explanation, the dress was pulled up, and the presence of panties was met with a reproachful look.

— But they're sheer, Sasha, and everything will be visible anyway. Don't worry, darling, I'm not taking back my words. I'll sit opposite some man. And I'll accidentally spread my legs, and not accidentally, since it turns you on so much.

The backpacks fell to the floor, and Alyona had to lean against the wall... The "punishment" was brief, but she managed to ask:

— Or, do you want me to promise you that I'll say 'yes' to any question he asks?

The answer was a violent climax.

— Well, you've stained my panties, now I'll definitely have to take them off.

Sasha had known his fiancée for more than a day and guessed that Alyona, having made a promise, would keep it. But the behavior of the principled slut in the train car surprised even him.

After carefully scanning about five cars, she suddenly fixed her gaze on a man sitting alone, about forty years old.

— Audience, please take your seats in the hall and maintain silence. — The last thing Sasha heard before the game began.

The spectator obediently took a seat a row of benches diagonally across from his beloved.

The main mass of those wishing to leave the city had left much earlier, and the car was half-empty. There was no one next to the man, and Alyona shared the bench with a grandmother buried in a book.

He would definitely not remember any of those sitting next to Sasha now. Because all his attention was riveted on the other part of the car.

The performance didn't keep them waiting. Alyona attracted attention very easily. About five minutes after departure, she pretended to fall asleep, and her young body as if accidentally assumed a completely relaxed pose, giving the man a full view of what Alyona's panties had only recently somewhat concealed.

Within seconds, the man began adjusting something in his shorts with one hand, while with the other he set his phone's camera to the desired angle.

Next, let's present a description of the subsequent events from two participants.

Sasha

I couldn't see Alyona's face, the view didn't allow it, but by the stranger's reaction, I understood exactly that, upon "waking up," Alyona not only didn't close her legs but also encouraged the man's curiosity with a smile.

She could be his daughter! I thought he would now, meeting her gaze, put on a serious face, make some remark to her... And he did, but clearly not a remark. He whispered something in her ear, and she immediately nodded affirmatively in response.

Then I didn't quite understand what happened. He returned to his seat, and she dropped something from her bag and searched for it for a long time, bending over in front of the man.

Then he whispered something to her again, and she, without even nodding, followed him to the vestibule.

I could practically see through the wall how he was groping her there. Probably kissed her too. Well, what... Agreeable to everything, without panties... He wouldn't dare fuck her, I thought then, but he might stick it in her mouth once. But then we approached a fairly crowded platform, and I decided that it probably hadn't come to insertions; they'd scare him off now.

But, as a result, I was the one who had to be scared when, from the window of the train pulling away from another station, I saw my Alyona in the firm embrace of that same stranger. Moreover, he was clearly leading her somewhere.

I, of course, immediately rushed to call.

Whether she planned it in advance or it happened by accident, but, politely informing me that I had dialed the wrong number, she "forgot" to turn off her phone. True, only for half a minute, during which I heard a full three "yeses" from her. And from him — three questions:

— Do you like taking it in your mouth?

— Do you like fucking too?

— Do you want it with two at once?

There might have been more questions, but she turned off the phone, driving me crazy with such an unexpected turn.

For about three hours afterward, I ran around the area, terribly worried about her. Though I couldn't explain to myself — why, but for all three hours, my cock, like a madman, strained for freedom.

And then, finally, she's coming. Hair disheveled, lipstick smudged, a wild but clearly satisfied gaze trying to find my number on the phone.

From the vibration of the phone in my pocket, I almost came...

I want, I WANT!!! To know about every glance, touch, penetration... I won't calm down until I know everything!

***

Alyona

He even asked my name later, but first: "Do you like showing yourself off?" I had promised to agree completely, and I nodded. Then he told me to show my tits. Of course, I couldn't just lift my top in front of strangers, so I started, as if, looking for something on the floor. A couple of times I even pulled the top down myself, but he was still dissatisfied and called me to the vestibule.

Honestly, agreeing (I promised!), I thought he would just lift everything now... Well, and grope me, of course... Twist and turn me, and let me go. The station is soon, after all. And I could fib a little to Sasha...

I guessed the beginning. He twisted for a long time, only he kept grabbing my hair painfully for some reason.

But then... he said somehow unexpectedly... that I was getting off with him. I automatically said "YES,"

And now we're on the platform.

I was scared, nervous, but as if enchanted, I kept repeating those two promising letters. With the first repetition, I agreed to a blowjob, with the second to sex, and after the third, I understood the sex would be group.

***

At this point, I'll ask Alyona to pause. Later, we'll check how much expectations match reality.

…

We continue.)

— Do you really want to know everything?

— Yes! YES!!!

He helped me up, slapped my ass, and answered the fifth incoming call in a row. "Yes, I'm coming, coming! With me, of course, where would she go!" I understood that today he would use me as he wanted, but his plans to share me were frightening. While I was trying to formulate my request not to offer me to anyone, we had already entered some gates and approached that very pipe.

I finally formulated my thought, but voiced it when it was too late. "I thought it would only be you..." — I said, finding myself in the middle of a small steam room. Two benches were positioned one above the other. On them, two completely naked men were comfortably seated. Their cocks were right before my eyes turning into instruments of sexual aggression.

I involuntarily tried to break free and muttered something about consenting to only one man, but this only became a reason to demonstrate my holes suitable for sex to his friends. He was showing me off to them like a new car! And the words were like from an advertisement: "Ass untouched, tits firm, loves to suck..." For the demonstration, he had to undress me. While they were checking the firmness of my breasts, I held on. Didn't cover up, turned... But when they started checking the wear of my vagina with comments like "one owner," I got wet. They noticed it immediately, and I felt very ashamed. But also insanely pleasurable!

They tested me in turn, leaning my hands on the bench. Constantly asking if I liked it. Yes! YES!!! I answered, between pleas: "just not inside me, please cum!" Then the phrase somehow shortened itself to "Please cum, please..." and the men didn't hesitate.

Sasha involuntarily grabbed his love by the hair. Turned her face to him. Alyona closed her eyes and licked her lips.

— You bitch! Why didn't you call?

— Darling, I wanted to. I even had to agree to explicit filming to make a call, but you were busy. And they didn't give me another chance. They took the phone. They filmed the cum flowing out of me on it. Said they'd give it back if I spent the weekend with them.

— Where was it flowing from? What weekend??

— When they give it back, darling, you can watch it on there. But now, please, let me sleep. Friday is already starting. They ordered me not to be late.

— And you agreed?

— Yes, darling, you remember the rule. Yes! Yes!!! YES!!!!!!!!

Sasha came inside his beloved. Alyona threw her legs up. He understood the meaning of that pose immediately. Just in case, the child is his...