A couple of times my heart sank in anticipation of the action, but it was not calls, but SMS messages like “I arrived, everything is fine”, “Soon everything will be”, adding fuel to the fire of my voltage ...
***
She has a playful mood all evening - in the store, on the street, at home she worries me with her touches, her obscenities. It is clear that when we finally get to bed, the bed will shake. And here we are, we already absolutely don't care about the movie on TV, we are only busy with each other and with the satisfaction of our lust. In the process, as usual, I begin to spin my favorite topic - her sex with another guy, she supports me in this, voicing her most naughty fantasies. We discuss this quite often, but this is extremely rare. And so, rapidly ending, blissfully stretching on the couch. However, I am not going to retreat today and persistently incline my beloved to mischief that night. Her playful mood has not yet disappeared, and to my joy, she is not even against such a continuation of the evening.
After going through the options, she chooses one guy, say, his name is Louis. He is a foreigner, once studied with her courses. Once they slept, but there was no continuation and she decided to refresh her memories. To the standard message “Hello, how are you?”, He responds in the same neutral way, in the spirit of “Hello, everything is fine.” “What are you doing?” - “Walking with friends in Leningradskaya”. “Mmmm, it’s clear, but how about meeting?” - “I don’t know when I’ll free myself” and blah blah blah. We understand that by “meet”, the guy understands just the usual friendly meeting and then Irishka takes the bull by the horns - “And I thought to have sex with you ...”. To send. The message is received. We sit with a conspiratorial look, waiting for an answer. It does not take long to wait for him and he does not disappoint us - there is an undisguised interest in this event in him. After a short, but more constructive correspondence and a couple of calls, charges begin. First of all - the bathroom: razors, creams and other components of female beauty. Next are the selection of attire, make-up and convulsive attempts to cram everything you need into a cosmetic bag.
All this happens under my instruction - what I expect, what I want, whether she remembers that she should try to call me in the process and other reminders from a loving husband. It's a little after midnight or so, and now everything is ready - you can call a taxi. Some bunt starts here - the car has been ordered, but it is still not there. Both of us are already on edge and we should hurry to send our beloved out of the house as quickly as possible, until we all spurred out all the sexual tension. In general, we waited for the car for a very long time, almost an hour and a half, managing to keep itself in hand - a small miner does not count as a farewell. And now, having doused me with the scent of their perfumes and giving me a kiss, my darling flings me out the door. I see her getting into a taxi, waving goodbye with a pen, and leaving for the night. My long wait begins ...
***
(Erotic stories) The vain gatherings and the long farewell are over, and here I am driving through the city to meet my adventures. Auto slows down at the right entrance, dropping me right into the arms of Louis.
A short kiss and we are already behind the steel door of the entrance. I am only wearing a short skirt, and my cavalier has a very passionate temperament, and now he is pressing me against the wall, clutching me in my arms. It is not known what our passionate impulse would have reached, but here some fuss begins at the entrance and we quickly retreat until we are caught red-handed. While we are going up in the elevator, I manage to send a message to my husband that I am on the spot. Carefully we go into the apartment - the neighbors of Louis are already asleep, and we try to make less noise so as not to wake them up, and sneak into the room. We do not turn on the light - the windows overlook the avenue and everything that is needed can be seen perfectly. We lie down on the bed, chat a little, in an attempt to observe at least some decency - yet have not seen each other for a long time. But we don’t have enough for a long time, and now his hands study my body, crawl under my blouse, under my skirt, my lips are pressed against mine ... I feel that he is ready for something more serious, but not in a hurry, enjoying the moment ... After some time he leaves to refresh himself, and I send my beloved second SMS, informing me that I am about to replenish our baggage of pranks.
Louis appears a few minutes later, wrapped in a towel. Without letting him get to the bed, I cling to his naked body, kiss him, throwing off the towel with one hand. His dick is in my pen. He is already standing, I gently stroke him. It is not very big, the most it is to caress it with your mouth - you can swallow it deeply. And without forcing me to wait long, I kneel down and wrap my lips around it. I will not play false modesty - I love to do blowjob and know this skill very well. My husband always tells me about my talents, when I please him orally, and in order not to let him down, I now devote myself to this business with all the diligence, observing the beloved’s instructions “to show his slut in the best light”. I sucked my dick a little bit, I went down to the testicles, then I run the tongue all over the trunk to the head, again catching her captive of my lips.
Louis, to all appearances, is very pleased, even too much - having pressed my head closer to himself, he begins to move my pelvis to meet me. The member strains harder and shoots a stream of sperm in my mouth. After making a few more movements, he comes out of me, glistening in my dim street light with my saliva and my sperm. I usually spit out a seed, but now I’m too lazy to look for where to go and swallow it, especially since it is very pleasant to taste. Kissing me, Louis collapses on the bed, and I, taking a smoke break, run to the toilet, grabbing my purse - it's time to call my beloved.
***
The phone starts to vibrate and I grab it without waiting for the signal. My heart beats like after a quick run, breathing breaths, press “answer”.
- ...
“It's me,” a whisper is heard at the other end of the pipe (we agree that I will not be the first to start a conversation, so as not to burn the office, if everything has already begun).
- Well, how are you doing?
- I'm in the toilet, I can not speak for a long time, I have to go back.
- Something was?
- I took it in his mouth, now will be continued.
- Call me, ok?
- I will try ... I do not know how to do it imperceptibly ...
- Good. You know - I'm waiting for this.
- Yes. Until! Love you!
- And I love you!
***
Returning to the room, I found Louis in the same place where I had left, all in the same costume of Adam, joining next. His hands are at first calm, but more and more passionately with every minute, caress me.
He whispers in my ear tenderness in his own language, sometimes interrupting them with kisses. I am ready to continue, and he is well aware of this - his hand is full of my panties. A moan breaks from my lips, the body arches under the caresses of a man - I want to feel it already inside myself, forgetting everything - and that there are neighbors behind the wall, and that my husband is waiting for a call - at the moment I completely surrender my passion . My lover's hands gently take off my clothes, throwing my wet panties aside, and now I am completely nude in his arms, I feel the warmth of his body, his breath on his skin. Covering my body with kisses, he pulls a condom out of the package and, putting it on, hangs over me, teasing me with a member, passing them between my legs, but not entering me. I move towards him, hoping to already feel him in myself, but he does not allow me to do this, keeping the situation under my control. “Enter me!” - breaks down from my lips and he, having tortured me to the fullest extent, finally does what I so passionately wanted. My moans fill the room. He changes the rhythms, but does not slow down, fucking me with all his might. I wrap my legs around him, search his lips for his lips, scream again with passion - I don’t know how much time has passed, I lost track of him.
I ask him to slow down the pace, but on the contrary he accelerates even more - it means the final is close. Sharply out of me, removes a condom, and I'm already near - I catch drops of sperm, swallow them. I got a little past - lick them off my lips with a tongue and lie down exhausted beside Louis. We are breathing heavily, recovering from such a passion. A little lie, go to the restroom - first he, then me. Hiding the phone in my purse, pleased and naked, I slap in the toilet for the next session, secretly hoping to meet in the corridor with someone from the neighbors ...
***
- ...
“It's me,” I hear the contented voice of my wife at the other end of the pipe. One must think contentedly - already forty minutes, maybe more, it has passed since our last conversation, obviously they did not lose time in vain.
- Well, how? What aren't you calling?
- Baby, it was uncomfortable. We fucked ...
Heart beats deafly. And without that excited member, it seems, has become even more.
- Well, how? You liked him? Tell me!
- Yes, everything was fine, better than with Misha. Well, I'll tell you at home in detail, now it is not very convenient ...
- Well I will wait. What are you going to do now? Will you stay with him?
- Yes, apparently. I hope to continue.
- If you don't call, I'll eat you!
- Ok, I'll try. Okay, come on, cat, I have to go. Kisses!
***
Outside the window is already starting to get light, we lie embracing, chatting. I understand that it is not necessary to delay - already beginning to fall asleep, but I want to dig a little more, and dear is waiting for my call. The conversation somehow comes to the topic of relationships and I tell Louis about our entertainment. He is a bit shocked, but he doesn’t give a special look. Says we're great and everything. During the conversation, my pen is on his penis. He is still calm, but not quite relaxed. I'm talking about our entertainment, that this is not our first experience, stroking it there, I feel that it is beginning to grow stronger. The conversation itself comes to naught by going into a long kiss. The member is poured by blood, accepts vertical position. Squeezing it with a pen, I drive up and down, enjoying my power over it. Looking up from the lips, go down below. Neck, chest, a few pirouettes around the nipples. Leaving a wet footprint, my tongue continues to move downward — the stomach, thighs, again slides a little higher. My lover spreads his legs wider so that I can work on his testicles more tightly. Handle continuing their movements, tongue caress him there, where I just opened access.
Licking them, sucking the head, again caressing the testicles, I go down a little lower. I spend my tongue from the testicles to the very hole, up, down, carefully stop at the ass. I drive around, then shallowly insert the tongue into it, again around and fuck it again with the tongue. Having played enough, as deeply as possible I sit down on my penis with my mouth. And again in a circle. Not keeping such interesting caresses, Louis removes me, declaring that a little more and he will finish. Neither in his nor in my plans such a quick surrender is included, and he slips out of bed in search of a condom. Taking advantage of this, I quickly pull the phone out of my bag and dial the number I need. Putting up the head of the headset, I lay down comfortably - Louis had already found what he was looking for and ready to continue ...
***
- ...
Silence. Can I hear it now? Gently and quietly, fearing every squeak, but nonetheless very quickly, I lay down on the bed and close my eyes, pressing my cellphone to my ear as much as possible - as if this would help me to hear better. Phone a little fonit.
And then I hear some creak and then a prolonged groan of his wife. Thousands of pictures rush before my eyes - one brighter than the other and all my favorite in the arms of an unfamiliar guy. The hand slides with tremendous speed on the penis, the breath is lost, a moan of pleasure rushes from my chest, but I hold back, afraid to be heard and afraid to miss even the sound. The groans subside, then they sound louder — I clearly and vividly imagine what is happening at the moment. My sweet voice is heard, but unintelligible, it is echoed by the same unintelligible male voice, drowned out by a lingering moan. Then again relative silence, only faint slightly audible sighs. From time to time, the quiet moans of her partner can be heard through them, but on the whole he is not very emotional.
After a couple of minutes I turn off the recording - there comes a long, I think, silence. In fact, it lasts no longer than a minute, but it seems like an eternity to me. Activity increases, and I again press "Rec". All this time I caress myself with my hand, constantly slowing down so as not to end with such arousal, but then the moans in the tube become more and more passionate and I can not stand it, pouring myself to the very chin with a powerful jet. Breathing to the beat of my frequent heartbeat, I wipe the first T-shirt I got into my hands, continuing to listen to my lovers and fix it all on the phone. My member, who has just been discharged, is again worth it - still, this is the first time in our practice, I have long dreamed about this and now it has happened.
Impossibility is not something that to participate, not something to touch, but even look at his beloved with another excites more than all of our previous experiences in group sex. And the previous experience of seksvayf does not go to any comparison with today's - then I heard everything already from the lips of my beloved upon arrival home, and now I am aware of all the events online. Only a favorite voice in the tube, close and at the same time distant, and such a roof demolition, such adrenaline that it is difficult to express in words. And here we continue again - they are somewhere far away and I am on the bed with my eyes closed. As a result, I had a record of about ten minutes out of twelve minutes of the call. After a sharp cliff at the most passionate moment - probably a network failure - I immediately re-discharged myself on my chest ...
***
... I am standing in the knee-elbow position, arched in the back. My lover quickly moves in me, pulls on the penis, holding my ass. Moans are continuously erupting from my chest. I do not know how loud I do not think about it.
I think only of my pleasure and of my boy, who now hears these moans. Thoughts about it excite me almost more than Louis, who was attached to the back. Here he presses me on the ass, forcing his whole body down on the bed. I obey his wish, I lay on my stomach, legs apart. Sorry, there is no mirror nearby - I would like to look at myself under another guy right now. When it comes to completion, I ask only “Do you want it in your mouth?” And almost immediately receive the last portion of sperm for today. The last one, because there was nothing more that time — we went to bed, and in the morning they both had to do their own business ...
***
- ...
- Did you hear everything?
- Yes! Thank you Kitty!
- Did you like it?
- Yes, crazy! You're just great with me! Love you!
- And I love you, baby!
- Go to bed, are you tired?
- Yes, I want to sleep - there is no strength!
- Pleasant dreams!
- And you!
***
After the conversation, I, impressed, several times turned the resulting record, confirming my admiration with a couple of shots of sperm. And after a couple of hours, walking through the streets to work, every now and then I pressed the speaker to my ear, listening to this track, as if I could not believe that I had such a cool wife who shared all my, even the most forbidden and frank fantasies ...