Double Penetration novel Chapter 35

After getting acquainted with anal sex, I did not think that I would find something more pleasant and inspiring for myself. I had already heard about double penetration, but it seemed to me that it was somehow unacceptable, painful and certainly not for me.

After the last adventure, it just so happened that I hadn't had sex for almost two weeks. I wanted to caress and feel a mighty trunk inside. Buy my deliveries were now carried out either to offices where I handed over the packages with documents for signature, or the recipients were women. I was discouraged remembering my last sex games with those three. Eh, if I had known then that it would be my last sex, I would have had a better frolic!

Thinking that life was unfair to me, and also that it was high time to have a permanent man for myself so as not to experience such problems anymore, I did not notice how tears came to my eyes. At some point, I realized that I was dying of loneliness.

I wandered full of thoughts through the evening city. Happy passers-by came across, they met, laughed at something, but I had no time for fun. Remembering the last sex with the disgusting types was both disgusting and exciting. Caught and fucked by three bastards. And then what? Was I really going to look for adventure all my life on my backside?

Was I looking for a man for one night? That was fraught with the fact that sooner or later, I would pick up some incurable infection. Most men didn’t bother to tug on a condom. They only needed to pull me up as soon as possible!

I would like to hang out somewhere, find a decent club, but as luck would have it, there was practically no money. I took with me only a handbag with some cosmetics, a passport and some small change in a separate pocket.

When I was passing by a nightclub, I suddenly had a bright thought to try to enter this entertainment establishment.

Firstly, I could stay in it until dawn, and during that time look for a guy who wants to meet with me. Secondly, I could meet someone from my acquaintances, they would certainly treat me with a drink, and then I could go to the toilet and have a proper fuck. Thus, the third goal would be achieved - get drunk and disconnect from painful thoughts. It was decided, all that remained was to get into the club.

I approached the crowd of visitors at the entrance, hoping to see any of my acquaintances. My calculation did not come true. Who was I going to meet in this crowd of losers?

I headed straight for two huge bouncers, languidly hoping to communicate with the next guy who wanted to take me to an elite institution without an invitation. I was overtaken by an elegantly dressed man accompanied by two athletic-looking guys.

The guards respectfully stepped aside before him, apparently they knew him well and one opened the door. The dude, before entering the clubhouse, looked around, looking for someone in the crowd. He stopped, looked at me and told the security at the entrance: “This one is with me.”