Story_11_in which I SIT ON A BOTTLE for the first time ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

Changes in my games with my friends began in the summer, after I graduated from 10th grade. Although we began to change even earlier. First of all, my Tanya has changed a lot. She was the oldest of our three. I finished graduation, 11th grade, and over the winter I “grew and matured” a lot. This became noticeable to everyone, and even the neighbors in the yard clicked their tongues in admiration and said, “How Tanyukha grew up and what a beauty she became.” But the main thing was not even that my Tanya had matured “in body and figure,” she also became older in her “behavior.”
Moreover, I began to notice changes in her behavior starting from the 2nd quarter. No, Tanya has not become truly grown up and has not become smarter. She just began to “put on airs” and pretend to be something more than she really was. I don’t remember exactly, but somewhere in October or November, Tanya began attending paid courses at one of the city’s institutes and began preparing for admission. I won’t even say now “what exactly” those courses were about, maybe in history, or maybe in another subject. It didn't matter. The main thing is that Tanya herself began to put on airs and this manifested itself in almost everything. Starting from her “advice” that she “distributed” to me and ending with our “games”. And if we add here her mother’s strange attitude towards me, it turned out that Tanya gradually began to move away from me. She was, of course, moving away from our entire trio, but I was the one who felt it to a greater extent, because I lived in the same building with her and because she was mine, not my girlfriends…. Well, when she enters her institute, the gap between us will become so large that she will be called my friend only from old memory. At the institute she will have her own social circle, her own friends with whom she will spend all her free time, but she will have less and less time for me. Even the attitude towards me will change. Looking far ahead, I’ll tell you about one incident. Somehow I will be “lucky” to find myself in the same company with Tanya and her new friends from the institute, and I will really not like both them and Tanya herself, or rather her attitude towards me. It was in the spring, at the end of March or beginning of April, and on that day, Tanya herself invited me to her place. Moreover, she invited her without any reason, but as if by the way, and when I went to see her, I personally met her classmates.
Two “girls”, not girls, but girls, very arrogant and “confident” "in themselves, they looked at me as an empty place, and also as a “toy” with which they could play “interestingly.”
I didn’t like them right away, although outwardly the girls were very beautiful and very “ fashionable”: adult hairstyles and makeup, very beautiful manicure on their hands, expensive rings on their fingers and earrings in their ears... But despite all this external beauty, there was something unpleasant, even repulsive, about them. The look, the facial expressions and the intonation in the voice when they talked to me... By the way, about conversations, as soon as I sat down at the table, they immediately made me understand that I was an “empty” place. Tanya’s mother pointedly did not notice me, communicating only with her daughter and her new friends. But at least everything was clear with Aunt N. She was simply proud of her daughter and tried to emphasize and highlight her new “status” with every phrase. “A student, a first-year student, she successfully completed the session”... Aunt N spoke only about these things and I, right from the start, felt superfluous. And when Tanya’s mother went to her room and we were left alone, my feeling of “emptiness” only intensified.
Tanya, with her friends, began to discuss some of their “institute affairs”, but paid almost no attention to me. Damn, I felt so “embarrassed” that, in order to somehow occupy myself, I sat at the table and looked at the patterns on the wallpaper in Tanya’s room.
Although, at first, I even tried to follow the progress of their conversation, I imagined in my head pictures of the things and situations they were talking about. “Adult life was passing” in front of me, albeit in conversation, and it was even interesting at first. I kept waiting for Tanya to “remember” me, when she would pay attention and involve me in the conversation. After all, I’m interested, and I myself would ask them about a lot of things, clarify some details, tell them about myself. But the conversation continued. Tanya and her friends were discussing some girls from the institute, telling stories, joking and laughing..... And I sat at the table with dull eyes. Moreover, I was so “daydreaming” that I didn’t even immediately realize that Tanya and her friends had been talking about our “trinity” and in particular about me for some time. When I “woke up”, I immediately realized that Tanya, even before that, had been discussing us, her school friends, with these girls. Moreover, I realized that Tanya, in order to raise her authority at the institute, told these girls about the “games” we played and much more. Maybe not about everything, but her friends were aware of the fact that I “walk naked” in front of my girlfriends, they knew that I like to lick ice cream from my legs, and that it was I, blindfolded, “by smell” who guessed pussies... The conversation immediately switched to me and Tanya’s girls began to discuss me in all details and detail. And they did it as if I wasn’t with them. When asking and clarifying the details of my “games,” the girls turned to Tanya for clarification, and she clarified how I did certain things. Moreover, from Tanya’s words, it turned out that I did everything as if easily, almost at the “snap of my fingers,” moreover, I wanted everything myself and I liked everything myself. I was not a fool and I understood where everything was going. Therefore, when they offered me to “undress here and now,” I wasn’t surprised and didn’t ask stupid questions like “Why?” and “Why should I do this?” And why was there any need to ask such “nonsense” when the girls already knew everything about me, and most importantly, despite the offense for treating me this way, I really wanted to undress and play with them now. Maybe if Tanya’s mother had not left the apartment somewhere, I would not have decided, but so....
While I was silently taking off my clothes, I managed to meet Tanya’s gaze and realized that she was very happy about it that I agreed so quickly. I think that if I had sent them all and gone to my home, then Tanya would have had problems, because until that moment the girls only believed her at her word. Well, now, it turns out, they could see for themselves what a “whore” I am. Having stripped me naked, Tanya immediately removed my clothes further, as if she was afraid that I would change my mind, and the girls began the “inspection”. To begin with, they offered me to walk naked around the room, and while I was walking, they commented on my body, absolutely not shy in their expressions. “Ass”, “tits”, “thighs”, “pussy”... They discussed all of me, and touched me when I, “on the next lap”, passed next to them. I can’t say now how long I walked naked in front of them, but I definitely did 15-20 “circles” around the room. Maybe the girls were tired, but most likely they were just “in a hurry,” because Aunt N could return at any moment, but be that as it may, they allowed me to stop, but only in order to show myself even better.
Only I didn’t do it beautifully, like before, with the same Tanya. Now the girls were humiliating me. They humiliated them deliberately and they really liked it. But the most unusual thing was that I liked everything that was happening. I understood that this was no longer a “game”, I understood that I was now being humiliated, and I myself wanted this. The girls put me in the center of the room and forced me to squat. They themselves lounged imposingly in their chairs and carefully watched me do it.
“One, two, three…...”….. Squats, they made me count out loud, and allowed me to stop only when the count reached 20.
- “Fell to my knees!” came another order and I “gratefully” knelt down in front of them. The fact is that I was so tired from squats that I simply couldn’t stand the 21st squats.
- “Spread your hips wider!” “Do it beautifully!” the girls ordered me again, and I spread my thighs as wide as I could.
- “Now paw yourself! Do it! Show us how you jerk yourself off!”
I immediately began to caress myself with my hands, touching my boobs and stomach, but the girls stopped me. - “Let’s play dog ​​with her?!” - one of them asked without addressing anyone in particular, and then turned directly to me - “Do you understand commands well?”
- “Well, yes...” , - I answered, my voice breaking with excitement, and the girls laughed loudly
- “Now we’ll check it!”... They immediately put me on my paws and forced me to walk around the room, but on all fours, pretending to be a dog. I managed to make 6 circles and they began to “call” me to them, using “commands”, like a dog - “Come to me!” and “Place!”, and when I came close to them, they immediately began to “pet” me. On the head and on the cheeks, on the back and ass, on the bare thighs. The girls put their hands under me and stroked my lower belly and my tits. Having played with me to their heart’s content, or rather, having “gripped me” properly, they began to give me commands again. - “Voice!”, “Voice!” Every now and then they would order loudly and I would immediately start barking like a dog.
- “Make it louder!” Don’t whine!” came another order and I had no choice but to bark “out loud.” I don’t remember exactly which of them came up with this idea, but they started throwing various objects at me, ordering “Fetch!”, and I quickly “stepped” on all fours, ran to the end of the room and brought them what they threw in my teeth... Damn, now I can’t convey to you in words what I felt then. Shame, disgrace, humiliation... I felt all this mixed with excitement and a desire to continue.
And I repeat, I perfectly understood that I was now being humiliated and I really liked it. And the special “piquant thing” was that I then “stepped out of my comfort zone” and clearly understood that I was in no way safe, and that the girls could demand anything from me. But I “wanted” and I started teasing them. After the next command “Fetch!”, when I brought my panties in my teeth, I didn’t immediately give them back, I “held them” a little... - “Wow, the bitch liked it and the bitch wants to play again!” - they really liked my disobedience and the already fading game flared up with renewed vigor. Now, returning to them, with another object in my teeth, I did not immediately give it back, but “feigning disobedience,” as if forcing the girls to “rip” the object out of my mouth. At the same time, they spoke kind words to me and stroked my head and face, touched my tits and butt so that I would “calm down”, “submit” and give them the object, unclenching my teeth.
At the end of this game, I even They allowed me to drink, and although I was forced to do it like a dog, lapping up the water from the bowl that they placed on the floor at their feet, I was grateful to them for this, because I had been drinking so much that I was really thirsty. Having allowed me to get properly drunk, the girls again ordered me to kneel in front of them, and then generally told me to “sit” on my heels, and spread my legs bent at the knees as wide as possible to the sides. Being very excited, I immediately reached my hand between my legs, but the girls stopped me. - "Stand! You still have time to jerk off in front of us! She took her hands away from her pussy! Place your hands behind your head and lock your fingers behind the back of your head!” Damn, this was my first time in such a humiliating position and I really liked it. Completely naked, I “sat” on my heels with my knees wide apart and my hands behind my head, holding the back of my head with my fingers. For a minute, two, maybe even three, the girls looked at me silently, and then they began to ask me different questions. It turned out, you know, like a conversation about life, only they were still sitting in their chairs, and I was squatting naked in front of them, with my hands behind my head. They asked me about everything. “Do I like what I did now? How do I feel when I lick and kiss other girls' feet? Why do I suck up girls myself and do I really like it?” From their questions, I was once again convinced that Tanya told them about all our games, nevertheless, she answered all the questions honestly, without even thinking about cheating. When the girls found out absolutely everything about me, they immediately asked if I liked them, and what I thought about their hands and legs.
Well, they didn’t have to ask about their hands, because they were playing doggy I managed to kiss all their hands and even lick their fingers, but I haven’t kissed their feet yet.
Well, when they asked again, did I like kissing their feet, after I did it on their orders, I honestly I replied that I liked it, but because of the nylon tights, their taste doesn’t seem real to me. The girls laughed, and immediately pulled off their tights and began to poke their now completely naked legs in my face. Seeing that I did not resist, but resignedly kissed even my fingers, they began to “touch” me with their legs. Run your fingers all over my body. Touching my breasts, pinching my nipples, stroking my face, my lips, my stomach and inner thighs with my legs. Of course, they poked their feet into my pubis and tried to stick their big toe into my pussy. After that, they immediately returned the leg to my face and I, without any order, kissed them with my lips. Seeing that I was not protesting, the girls began to demand that I take their fingers completely into my mouth and suck and lick them. One of them tried to put all five of her toes into my mouth at once, but I couldn’t do anything and they never fully fit into my mouth. Having played with me enough, the girls said that now I could cum and finally “allowed” me to touch myself, which I did right away. And since they allowed me to change the position, I immediately, before they changed their minds, sat on my butt and spread my legs wide in front of them and began to jerk myself off. Moreover, I was already in such a stage of excitement that I could not control myself at all. I didn’t even follow the girls’ orders much anymore, I just caressed myself, trying to achieve orgasm as quickly as possible. I came to my senses only after some time and did not immediately understand why there was complete silence in the room. Tanya and the girls silently stared at me in some bewilderment, and I realized what was going on only when I lowered my gaze between my legs. Damn, the bottom of Tanya’s dezik was “peeping out” from my pussy, which I literally brought to her in my teeth about 15 minutes ago, following the command “Aport!” And now I got so carried away that, having lost control of myself, I began to use everything that I could get my hands on. And since I “caught” her deodorant, it was this that was now sticking out of my vagina. - “Tyu, and you said that she was still a girl, that she had never fucked yet”....., after hearing the remark, I raised my eyes and understood. What did one of the girls say to Tanya
- “The same for me, the virgin was found, whore!” I tried to stick my dick out of myself, but the girls didn’t allow me to do that
- “I took my hands away from my pussy! Don't take anything out! We like it better this way!
- “I put my hands behind my head! Quickly!”, - I followed the command, and one of the girls came close to me and squeezed my nipples on both breasts very tightly.
- “Tell me quickly, who fucked you and when did this first happen?” - but I didn’t have time to answer the first question when they asked me a new one - “Do you put it in your mouth? Are you fucking in the ass?”…. I don’t know what stopped me then, but I decided not to tell the whole truth
- No, I didn’t fuck you in the ass or take it in my mouth”…. . – I whispered and immediately received a resounding slap in the face
- “Don’t lie to me, bitch! Tell the truth! Well, quickly! How many times have you already sucked in your mouth and who exactly did you suck? - the girl squeezed my nipples with renewed vigor, but I decided to stick with my version to the end. But again I didn’t have time to answer anything, because my Tanya intervened in the “interrogation” - “So Artem probably fucked her. She met him last year”
“Did you see this yourself or who told you?” - one of the girls asked Tanya very rudely
“No, I didn’t see it myself. And I didn’t see her often with that Artyom. But everyone in our yard knows that she ran to him on a date.” I don’t know why, either because of Tanya’s look or because of my own instincts, but I realized that it’s not worth telling the truth now. Realizing that Artyom was no longer in the city, that he wasn’t studying with us at all and no one could check my words, I very firmly stated
- “I fucked with Artyom. I only met him a couple of times. Now we broke up and I don’t do anything like that at all...”
- “What aren’t you doing?” = one of the girls interrupted me
- “I don’t fuck with anyone anymore. And I never took it in my mouth or fucked in the ass!” I don’t know if they believed me, but one of the girls ordered Tanya - “Bring me a bottle!”
- “Which one?” - Tanya didn’t understand and asked her friend again
- “Any one there is!” We’ll put her on the bottle now! Since she’s already fucking, and also such a whore, then they put people like her on bottles!” I won’t tell you much, because I don’t really like to remember what happened next, I’ll just say that Tanya left the room, and literally half a minute later she came back with a bottle of champagne. The bottle was “new”, sealed, and Tanya “by inertia” wiped the dust off the neck with her hand and put the bottle on the floor in front of me. I won’t tell you exactly how I sat on the bottle either. I will say that I was not pleased. Either because I generally “cooled down” and did not feel any excitement, or because the girls demanded that I “sit down” even deeper, but the only thing I felt at that moment was greater discomfort between my legs.
Several times, on orders, I got up from the bottle, so that only one “cork” remained in me, and then it went downon the bottle again... I don’t know how this whole execution would have ended for me that day, but Tanya’s mother “saved” me. At some point, I heard her open the front door with her key and the bullying immediately stopped, and I myself was left alone. Something like this…. I also want to say that by telling this story, I “ran away” a little in time chronologically, and in the following parts, I will have to go back in time.