But back to the story, the change occurred not only in me, but in my beloved, it became somehow easier to relate to this, and did not hesitate to moan under Timur, even though she told me that it was to excite him more strongly and he had rather finished. A week later, Timur asked for a break, his wife might have noticed incomprehensible absences from the house, and in our house there could be rumors, you know what thin walls and sensitive ears are in gossips.
Without visits, Timur's wife got bored, and suggested that I invite her friend to the evening, the very one who advised Timur to her, yes, I would like to look into her eyes, Come on, I replied.
That same evening, Dasha, the best friend, came to us. Dasha's dress was something like a chur, a large neckline from the thigh, and her chest was so raised that it seemed that her balls would jump out. We sat on the loggia drinking wine, and the kebab was already ripe in the home-made barbeque. At one time, we demolished part of the wall by combining a kitchen with a loggia and expanding the working space. The weather pleased the sun and warmth, a light breeze carried the aroma of kebab.
Obviously, Dasha gave in somewhere along the way, since after two glasses she was already decently drunk, and started picking up vulgar topics, or how much I was embarrassed.
- So what? Do you think Olka doesn't tell me how you fuck her?
- Olya?
Olya blushed, either from wine or from embarrassment.
- And how did you prepare it for Timur, a real man!
I looked at Olya and boiled.
“These are the things I think no one needed to tell.”
- Yes, I do not blame you this is your own business.
Olya tried to change the subject.
- Dash, and how is your man doing? are you OK? Leshka seems?
- Dima, Lesha didn’t grow together with us last month, I’ll also part with, we’ve seen translations in Russia, came to me in the evening, I was ready, and then his mother called asking me to pick up a club of gardeners, and that’s all more he did not come to me.
- Well, yes, I did not have time to push my legs apart. it would be five minutes longer.
- Victor, stop it!
- Well, okay, I have to leave for women's affairs. Dasha got up and passing by me she caught the dress behind my knee and in the cutout area the dress went off showing a part of her thigh. just for a second, but it was enough to notice that she was without panties. Of course, I tried to endure Dasha, but her behavior, and attitude towards me, seemed to me that Dasha hated me for something, and Olya used to turn against me, in general, I answered her the same way.
I poured my wife wine, the kebab ripened and along with the greens was laid on a plate,
- Why are you so with her?
- And she? did you hear what she said
- that you are a real man.
- That I am a sucker and a loser.
- I did not hear that!
- But it was meant, you do not see the context or what? with what tone she said it.
- You did not understand anything, she meant that not every man would go for it for the sake of his family. Just not quite skillful.
“You are blocking her all the time.”
Olya did not answer, went to the kitchen to cut tomatoes
Dasha returned, sat down next to me and whispered.
- Do you think without panties?
- I think you're drunk.
- Yes, I'm certainly drunk, otherwise I would not speak to you so freely. Yes, I am without panties. But you do not think. I do not walk down the street, I took it off especially for you.
Olya returned with sliced tomatoes.
- A very tasty kebab-Dasha put the kebab in her hands, squeezed with wine, finished the piece, she began to lick her fingers, she did it, let's say so, then she wanted to seduce me, catching my eyes, smiled, I turned away, I can not stand it, I took off my panties especially for me, Of course I won't tell Olya, she would rather be angry with me than with her.
- Olya how are you? do you feel any changes?
- Not yet.
Dasha reached into her neckline and began to stroke her tummy.
- Mm, what a pity, but you do not stop the attempts, you will succeed, you may even have succeeded, maybe very soon you will feel, from under her thick eyelashes Dasha looked at me again. - So I want you to succeed.
Perhaps it seemed to me, but it sounded like that, with some sort of subtext, but Olga did not notice anything again.
- You're so cute Dasha. - Olga embraced a drunken friend. - When the baby is born, you will be his godmother.
- I dream about it, you really try for it.
My wife, of course, did not see Dasha wink at me.
Putting Dasha in a taxi, we returned, the dishwasher went in with dirty dishes, and we retired in the bedroom, or rather, Olya just dragged me there, tearing my clothes off on the way, I picked up my favorite for the ass, and pressed me to the wall, yes, we didn’t get to bed I furiously earned a dick in my beloved pussy, she pressed herself against me, bit the ear and whispered vulgarity. What previously did not follow her.
- I love you so much, your dick is the best, yeah, darling fuck me.
And I fucked, quickly and violently until her pussy was hot and wet, and I didn’t hear a long moan from my mouth, my darling had finished, filling it with sperm and I had finished. We went to bed without taking a shower.
I stroked the tummy of my beloved, gently kissing her lips.
- It seemed to me that Dasha was trying to seduce me.
- You just thought. What do you like her?
“We can't stand each other — I laughed.”
- No, but what if everything went different? I just ask, I will not be offended, so just like a woman, do you like her?
I became thoughtful, of course she had appetizing forms, but the nature of a real bitch. I answered honestly.
- She's pretty of course, if not for her character, then with the peasants everything would be different with her.
She curled up, I hugged her inhaling her smell. She fell asleep.
- Vitya.
- Yes, my love?
- Do you love me?
- I love you, you know.
- You will always love no matter what?
- Always always.
- AND I…
- Olya, why did you ask?
But my question remained unanswered. Favorite fell asleep.
Morning
I called Timur, Olya answered,
- Yes. Yes OK.
Olya came out, which she had not done before.
Returning to the living room, Olya reported that Timur had called and he would soon come, if I did not mind.
- Let him come.
- He does not mind - she smiled - of course, waiting for you.
You? when they switched to you, hm. My wife began to preen, put on clean linen in the bedroom, when the doorbell rang.
- Dear please open.
I opened, on the threshold appeared Timur and some man.
Timur extended his hand, which I shook, presenting the second.
- Meet this Igor my brother.
- What is Igor? what is he doing here?
meanwhile, the two of them had already entered. Igor closed the door.
- Timur! - I pulled his shoulder.
- Hello. I was already waiting.
All eyes were directed toward the voice.
My wife stood at the door of our bedroom, one hand on the wall, except for the net stockings, then she no longer had beautiful perfect breast clothes, her nipples were sticking out, the blue pareo with flowers covered our pussy that we bought on holiday in Gelendzhik.
I was speechless, and Timur was not taken aback, throwing off his shoes, he walked to my wife, squeezing her ass with one hand, they merged into a kiss, Olya hugged him, for a minute their kiss lasted, it seems to me there, in his apartment something else happened , about which Olya did not tell me.
Looking up from his lips, looking out from behind his shoulders, Olya said referring to Igor.
- What are you standing? waiting for a special invitation? - She smiled and led Timur into the bedroom.
Igor hurriedly threw off his shoes and threw the windbreaker right on the floor, avoiding me saying softly.
- Excuse me. - squeezing between me and the closet hurried to the bedroom where the lovers disappeared.
I closed the door to the castle and went to the bedroom where there was an unusual silence. Behind Timur, I saw my wife, or rather, not even behind my back. Olya was on her knees and passionately sucked his huge cock, her pants were lowered, while Timur took off his T-shirt. My wife tried to keep as much saliva as possible on this monster. Although the process itself seemed to give her pleasure. Timur raised her, from her knees, Olya herself turned and bent, putting her knees on the bed otklyachila his ass for her male.
Timur put a wet head on her pussy by gently pushing the head, when she disappeared inside, he took it out and continued the offensive again, each time pushing it deeper and deeper. causing weak moans of my wife with their pushes, Olya was lying on her chest clenching her fists with the sheets, to their right Igor was also without clothes, nadrachivaya his member, which was not inferior in size to the aggregate of his brother. I stood on the other side and I was perfectly visible, Timur signaled to his brother, for a second he stopped driving the member completely, his wife howled, ignoring Timur took both her hands and pulled them back towards himself, forcing his wife to bend even more, her breasts pulled away from the bed and hung in the air, taking her by the hair in her lips, rested Igor's member. I wanted to intervene, but I saw that my wife was diligently sucking the head of the intruder, her eyes were closed, tears were accumulating in their corners, undoubtedly she was in pain, it could also be humiliating.
The thrusts behind her were pushing her mouth to another member who was already half in her mouth, I seriously began to worry about my beloved. she was so fucked for a few minutes, suddenly Timur stopped, letting go of his wife's hands, which caused her to fall on her chest, releasing the second member from her mouth. She was not allowed to rest for a long time. Turning my wife on his back, Timur threw her legs on his shoulders, Igor kneeled on the bed and hung his member over Olya’s face, giving her only a lick, but Olya grabbed his cock with his hand and sent it into her mouth. Igor smiled at his brother and then with a thumb, I nodded.
The wife took Igor's cock out of her mouth and groaned, continuing to nadrachivat his penis.
- aaa give more, pour into me more-uh-aaaa god Timur froze pumping his thick sperm into my wife ,. - Timur replaced Igor who had fired back, he spread her hospitable legs, Olya began to hold her legs, which would be more convenient for him.
- Come on honey, aah, cum in me. Make us a baby.
It was impossible to recognize his wife, who was lying on her back with her legs tucked up, moaning, asking two men to cum into her, who was sweating, she was like crazy, disheveled hair, the smell of sex in the room, Timur bent over my wife began to kiss her on the lips, the wife passionately answered He gently looking at his balls, I did not interfere with them, I suddenly realized that I liked to watch this, I did not feel jealous, and was very excited, for sure, if I had touched a member I would have finished right there.
Igor grabbed his wife by the boobs squeezed them tightly causing her moan, he accelerated his movements squelching filled the room he was ready to finish.
Timur unceremoniously put his beginning member up in his wife’s mouth again, his wife began to suck his head without a wrangle using a pen wet with sperm and juices, a few more movements and the second man started pumping my wife with his seed. From the rolled back orgasm wife spit cock.
- Again, I finish God, as well ...
The men temporarily stopped their sex marathon to give Ole a break, went rinse, closing the door behind him. Outside the door, however, I heard their whispers.
- hot what,
- I told you, you have no idea what she did at my house.
- At your house? yes you are kamikaze, if Natashka finds out?
Their voices are gone.
Olga lay on her back, one leg remained bent, she stroked her tummy.
- Honey, come to me.
I went to my wife, she immediately hugged me, throwing one leg pressed her wet pussy to my leg. We merged into a kiss. The taste of someone else's dick and my wife's pussy, I could not hold back any longer, put my wife on my back drove my aching member, from such a long excitement he was numb almost lost sensitivity and maybe because of what my wife's pussy turned into, I almost did not feel the walls, and not I could finish, then I started kissing my wife again, trying out a new taste, squeezing her ass, kissing her lips, savoring the new taste, I rhythmically fucked my beloved one. Looking up from her lips, I looked at her pussy as it hides and my dick appears all wet, I lifted her legs and fell to her pussy, scooping up a bit of her juice and sperm again continued to fuck her. this mixture poured from my tongue into my wife's mouth, Olya took this nectar, sucking my tongue, kissed like crazy, this taste, this nectar, he filled me with unprecedented power, my cock seemed to swell even more, and the waves of excitement covered me one after another it was like an endless orgasm, squeezing her ass I whispered to her.
- I love you.
- And I love you. Favorite cum in me, I want you in yourself.
I finished by adding my sperm to the sperm of two men.
"What the three know, the pig also knows"