Dirty minds - 10

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preface

Dear readers,

Thank you for purchasing my book.

My name is Dunja Romanova. With this book I would like to share my lust and sexuality with you.

This book is the tenth in a row. Each book contains an erotic story. These correspond in part to my life, my real experiences. The rest is a flip-flop movie. My stories are therefore a mixture of wishes, longings, real adventures and masturbation fantasies.

And now to me: I was born in 1982 in the Soviet Union. Specifically, in Rybinsk, in the sign of Sagittarius. We emigrated to Germany in 1996. Our way led us to Berlin at that time.

I am 162 cm tall and of cosy but aesthetic figure. I've got a full 95 E-cup. My hair is naturally blonde and my eyes are green to bluish. I have been wearing my hair for many years in short and in different colours.

Meanwhile I'm heavily tattooed. To my father's annoyance, I also had the back of my hand tattooed. Well, now you have an optical image of me in the stories. But feel free to introduce yourself to something else.

I hope I can give you a little joy with my fantasies and experiences and/or inspire you to erotic acts;)

Of course, I would be very pleased about a positive evaluation and recommendations. To make reading more pleasant, I write from my own point of view.

Your Dunja

The Free Fuck

June 2015. It was Saturday just before 10:00 pm. I hadn't heard from my boyfriend all week. I didn't have the slightest idea how he stood by me at that moment. Marc hasn't responded to my text messages or my calls. 126 times I had tried calling him this week. But he just wouldn't answer.

I also sent him well over 100 text messages. But he did not answer that either. I was terrified of losing him. But I had the entire world's sympathy for his lack of response. And yet the fact that he showed me the cold shoulder hurt me very much. I wanted to make another attempt to contact him.

Marc gave me a key to his apartment some time ago. I secretly got into his penthouse; Marc didn't know I was coming to him. For over an hour I was standing in his living room. I was waiting for him. I didn't know what I was going to tell him. The thoughts circled in my head, but they couldn't find a hold. Fear and panic made it impossible for me to grasp a thought of clarity.

But at 22:00 o' clock it was finally time. Marc entered his penthouse in Berlin-Charlottenburg. At first, he didn't even notice me. He stood in the hallway and took off his shoes as usual. But when he turned on the light in his living room, he noticed me. Marc got scared when he saw me.

I was still standing in the middle of the living room. I dressed up for him specially. Just a few hours ago I was at the hairdresser's and had my hair cut short and bristly again. It was also new bright red colored, just as Marc liked it. And not only that. I went to the plastic surgeon's during the week and had my lips sprayed on. They're bigger and more bulging than ever before. Marc had always dreamed of it. So I granted him that wish. That cost me a little bit 475,00 €. And by the way, it really hurt.

After all, I stood before him. The hair short and red made up like a street whore, with blood red mouth and big round earrings. I wore my white heels. In coarse mesh white fishnet stockings, only covered with a short black leather coat. Marc was completely irritated by my appearance. I smiled at him and slowly came running towards him.

Dunja:"Hey, honey. There you are at last "!

Marc:"Of course, I live here. And you didn't, by the way. What are you doing here, Dunja? What's this nonsense?

Dunja:"I wanted to see you, honey"!

Marc:"I don't like you."

Dunja:"You didn't answer my calls and Sms responded Honey".

Marc:"That's right. I told you, I don't want to see you and I don't want to see you!

Dunja:"It doesn't matter anymore, Honey. I'll make it up to you. I'll make it all right, honey! You'll see, everything will be all right "!

I ran towards Marc as I said these words to him. I opened my coat. I was completely naked underneath. Only the fishnet stockings I had on my body and a small white thong that was too narrow to hide anything. Marc looked at me from top to bottom. I could see the excitement in his eyes. But also the pity and hate. I was beautiful and sexy like never before. But he only had eyes for the tattoo on my mons venerable mound. It said,"That's where I read," I guess." It's the Russian word for whore. I had it stabbed me when I was 23 years old. In a fit of depression and self-hate. Marc knew about the meaning of the word for a good three months.

I put my left hand right in his jeans pants. I grabbed him tenderly at his equipment. And I moaned to him lasciviously- "I'll make it all up to Honey, I'll do anything you want baby. Everything ". But Marc was not in the mood at all. On the contrary. What he saw in front of him was not the woman he had fallen in love with half a year ago. All he could see was a delusion. A personality he didn't know and didn't want to know. The longer he looked at me, the more I disgusted him. My sight was for him a picture of pure despair. A pathetic, distressed figure. He no longer saw me as his girlfriend. Marc pushed me away, although he knew how vulnerable I was at that moment.

It wasn't his wish to hurt me. It wasn't his fault either. It was my fault. Because two weeks ago, I cheated on my boyfriend at the time. With a guy I only knew briefly from the gym. Marc couldn't bear it.

Marc:"Sorry. I, I can't do this anymore Dunja ".

Dunja:"Honey come to me, I'll suck your cock honey! What am I supposed to do for you, honey? You want to fuck me in the ass before I give you a blowjob "Honey"!

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