- Well, let's go?
Olga looked amazing. Light dress rather all showed, but not hid.
Moreover, it was also very tangible, and the absence of a bra and the presence - purely nominal - of thong panties were noticeable. Slender leggy blonde with an elastic convex ass and a small beautiful breasts - it was a real bomb! And, unlike her husband, the heat did not oppress her, but rather the opposite. It was enough to look at her happy expression, shining eyes and a smile from ear to ear. The next individual of the male sex, passing by them, clearly risked getting an injury to the cervical vertebrae, after looking at George's wife. And she, taking the hand of her husband and pressing her breast against him, said ...
- Let's go to! - and, after a second, stretching her lips to his ear, she whispered ...
- I love you!
- I love you too, my pussy! - George smacked her nose.
Still, she correctly persuaded him about the resort, he thought. Enough
look at her happy eyes, and after that no heat and stuffiness are terrible. Although, to be honest, I didn’t have to persuade him much. The fact is that he had quite definite plans for this holiday.
Turning to another job, the spouse has changed great. Repainted in a blonde, began to wear mini skirts, and indeed ... In a different way, she began to behave. More freely, perhaps, more naturally. Regularly goes to the shaping, to massage, to the pool, especially since their ad agency earns quite a lot of money.
Not to say that George was against such changes, quite the opposite. The wife has become much more feminine, more attractive to him than before. Just sometimes it seemed as if something was scratching in his soul when he saw her in a new guise, about to work. All his hints, they say, and what, you have this working uniform like this - with lace panties? - the spouse waved away - all so go. Yes, and laughed - customers, they say, better peck at this look.
Yes, customers. Work in the field of advertising involved communication with not the poorest people, and George often thought about it, especially when Olga was late, if she was in a restaurant with a client now. Or maybe not even in a restaurant, but in an apartment? Olga, however, always warned him that she would linger to go to bed without waiting for her, like, they have another hen night here. Oh well.
He never called back, did not check and did not control her, but anxiety worm constantly stirred in him, until he heard the sound of a turning key in the lock of the front door of their apartment. At that very moment relief came. Olga never abused alcohol, only a little came to the podshofe, and, if he hadn’t slept yet, she started telling from the threshold what they had there at the party, who chatted, how boring it was, and the peasants , and so on, until George clamped her mouth with a kiss.
Yes, she brought smells with her new, including tobacco and men's colognes different there. And for some time, George began to notice for himself that it really turns him on. And whenever he met her in the hallway in the middle of the night and smelled something new with his nose, he then waited impatiently in bed for her to come out of the bath, and there was no sleep in one eye. Although this arrival is sometimes delayed. Olga's evening bath (and in such cases - night) was obligatory, and not just a bath. She definitely had to finish under the tap water, sometimes more than once, otherwise, as she said, for her bath was incomplete. Listening to her growing sighs, moans from behind the door, George himself began to masturbate, but he tried not to bring him to the end. Then she appeared, wet and naked, and he literally pounced on her, wondering why she has such a softened pussy and swollen lips today - because of her games in the bath or her lover recently tried to work out with his dick? From such thoughts, he usually let go much faster.
Sometimes she called him into her bath, especially when she was going to shave, and asked to help her. And she always shaved sex lips, crotch, and pubis completely, she liked it herself, and Georgy, all the more. How nice and look, and kiss, and touch, and fuck, when no hair does not interfere! George has always tried to shave her very carefully, so that, God forbid, not to cut, alternating work with kisses of freshly shaved places, and it is not surprising that Olga was already running towards the middle of the procedure. Do I have to say that as soon as he rinsed her lips and finished his shaving session, they began to have intense sex. More often than not, in this case, she simply pulled his sticking member out of his pants, if he had not yet been stripped, and literally sucked him, trying to almost swallow it completely. Holding her nose into his stomach, she sucked, licked, one might say, chewed on his elastic rod from all sides. Then he was taken for his buttocks, he wrapped his head around the back of his head - and the jump began! Each time, fucking her in the mouth, George was surprised - and how she managed not to choke, not choke, not to lose her rhythm! The size of his penis, of course, can’t be called gigantic, but the average size still needs to be completely swallowed! And in fact, she almost always waited until he let it into her mouth, even if it was not very fast for him. Already later, kissing her on the lips, George felt something like guilt for not thinking at the moment of orgasm whether it was convenient for her, but about how to plant her deeper, and, firmly holding her head, her head on her phallus, thus forcing her to swallow her sperm. However, she never refused this drink. Who, interestingly, did she have such a good teacher?
We must pay tribute to her - her husband did not hear from her the usual female excuses, like ... "Oh, I have a headache today, I have no time, I want to sleep," and so on. How many times, waking up in the middle of the night from a strong erection, he reached out for her, and never received a refusal. However, she very quickly turned on her own ... it was enough to put her hand between her legs and move her finger there, or, especially, spreading her legs, touch the clitoris with her tongue, as she did not really wake up, was already running, sighing and moaning. Sometimes he even managed to insert it without waking her up, and only then, while working with a member, into her vagina with might and main, watched her gradual awakening and growing excitement. In the morning, he, too, occasionally practiced this method - “reviving a corpse,” as he called him, and Olga sometimes even played along with him, depicting a sleeping one. But for a long time she, of course, was not enough - soon her moans began to be heard in the bedroom.
There was nothing of the kind with him either with his first wife or with other temporary friends. For the first time in her life, a woman not only really liked him, but she didn’t know how to say no! True, for some time jealousy ruined his life. George saw that men are clinging to Olga, like flies to honey. But what could he do? Lock her up? Or throw a scandal? No, he would never go into conflict — he appreciated their good relationship too much. At first, he simply tried to drive all sorts of seditious thoughts away, but something did not help much. And then he decided - yes, burn it all with fire! It is better to eat a cake together than to gnaw a rusk alone.
Well, and besides, as it turned out some time ago, these very seditious thoughts that had previously caused jealousy began to excite him. More than once, after she warned on the phone about her delay, he, holding the standing member with his hand, went into the bath to dream about the subject with whom his wife was dancing there, and even if she was dancing, but who climbs her hands under panties, and whether they are on it ... Such fantasies and guesses acted stronger than any porn, quickly drove up an orgasm, and after all, washing the end, George thought ... or maybe something was wrong with him? Wife, perhaps now with another, but is he jerking on them?
Frankly he did not dare to talk to her. Yes, and she preferred to talk on such a slippery topic in a comic tone. Sometimes in the morning on weekends, when he has nowhere to hurry, and she had (according to her) to meet with a client, she was either jokingly, or seriously, frankly, one might say, mocked him. Allegedly, being interested in his opinion, she asked whether she should wear a bra on this meeting, or not on whether these panties fit her skirt or not. Slapping innocent eyes, standing in front of him in what the mother gave birth, she scattered around her lace pieces of the intimate restroom, not knowing what to choose. “Otherwise, you can imagine that he would pounce on me, I’ll burn out of shame, if I have something wrong with the laundry! You do not mind if I, for production purposes, instruct you to have small horns? ” So, with imps in his eyes, she ranted until, no longer able to endure, he didn’t throw her on the couch, planting all the tomatoes.
And the need to share some thoughts with my wife was growing. Here and holiday September rolled up. And George thought to himself - and not whether to use a joint vacation away from home for such frank conversations? Or maybe not just talk? And, having broken for the sake of appearance, he agreed to go to the resort. To the complete delight of the spouse.
And here they are.
The room was chic, overlooking the sea. Of course, they couldn’t afford to really swing the expensive ones, but everything that was needed - a wide bed, a bath-shower, an air-conditioning-telephone-TV-fridge - was available. Plus, a hefty balcony, which, however, stretched along the entire hotel, and from the neighbors they were separated by a purely decorative fence to the waist.
Having quickly run through the number, Olga jumped to the bed with a screech, and right there, after bursting out, clutched her palm by the mouth.
- Listen, what is soundproofing here?
- Oh, oh, how shy we are! - George sat down on the bed, trying to touch it. -
You're like without complexes?
“Does it bother you that the neighbors will hear your wife’s groans?” - Olga,
Stretching out at length, stretched like a cat, squinting at him, and stood in a seductive pose. Yes, even what! Well, everything, George’s glance has already become attached to the charming charms of his wife, and he simply had no strength to take him away.
- No, it does not confuse, but even on the contrary - inspires for feats. Including on sexual. - George, unable to restrain himself, ran his hand along his wife’s entire body, not very slowly and especially lingering in some places. Olga, having thrown her hands behind her head and slightly covering her eyes, was almost imperceptibly moving toward the movements of his palm, slightly bending and slightly spreading her legs.
“But they can follow us here.” Saw what balcony?
- Yes they can. Especially if we forget to draw the curtains. - George, naklo-
Nyvov, touched kiss her mouth. Yes, such plump lips can be kissed indefinitely. And spout. And eyes. And cheeks. AND…
- And you could fuck, knowing that we are being watched? - the spouse obviously got started
even the timbre of the voice has changed.
- And let's check. I propose to keep the window and the balcony door at all times.
open and recurring. Are you not afraid? - he podnastil.
“All right, I can't take it anymore.” I want right now. Go to the bath, I follow you. - Olga began to push him out of bed. With difficulty losing touch with her body, George stood up.
- So how about curtains?
“I’m not fearful, you know,” Olga’s eyes laughed, but looked straight and
resolutely.
- Well, well, I catch the word - and he went into the bath. Leaving the room, I could not resist and turned around. Delightful. Just a work of art. And the name to him - "Beloved on the bed of love." “Something I’ve got too romantic into Romanticism,” thought George to himself, and said out loud in a deliberately gloomy voice ... “I'll be back!”
In the bathroom, quickly washing, and every second poddrachivaya full member, he decided - today. Today he will seduce her for treason or group sex. Almost all the day ahead, and, by the way, the whole evening, and the whole night ... And two more weeks! Holiday weeks! Yes, during this time through it you can miss a whole herd of men! And, by the way, you can try to capture it in the photo. Or a video ...
At some second, he realized that his plans had gone too far - the member suddenly, and so painfully tense, tensed up even harder - and Georgy felt that he could not resist. And, in order not to lose a bit of buzz, he earned an even more active hand, quickly sliding his tightly squeezed palm along the entire phallus, literally hammering himself in the balls. After a moment, unable to restrain from a loud moan, he finished, letting out a long stream of semen on the tile, and then a few more, at short intervals, and shorter.
“Wow!” I could only think. After a few seconds, there was a feeling of awkwardness, a slight, true. After all, Olga probably heard everything. Although it is something that, but they practiced this thing with no restraint. Jerking off and finishing, not hiding, both alone and in front of each other. Uncomplexed, so to speak, personality.
- So, so, and we all heard here! - Olga met him, grinning when he, wrapped around the hips with a towel, came out of the bath. - Come come here!
Holding the end of the towel, she pulled - and after a second George stood completely naked before her. Grabbing the hanging end (already his own, not towels), she tugged at him, saying ... - You, son of a bitch, you, you will know how to play without me! - And already leaving the room, turned ... - so that by my arrival I was in shape!
Lying on the bed, and not along, but across, George began to fantasize again - how many people can accommodate such a bed at the same time? Three are completely free, with a margin, and the four here will not be very closely. From the bath, meanwhile, very familiar sounds began to be heard. Bah, and she didn't even close the door! Is this an invitation to peeping? Well, if a lady asks ...
Rising out of bed, George silently crept up to the bathroom. From the door ajar, more and more clearly, more and more often, blocking the sound of water, there was a faint moan of cries. Gingerly sticking his head between the doorjamb and the door, he peered inside. Olga, having stretched her legs and raising them against the walls of the bath, put her pubis and everything below, right under the jet lashing from the tap. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was frequent and intermittent, turning into moans, higher and higher, increasing. Suddenly she fell silent, arched up even more, literally standing on the bridge, and from it, from the very-most sexual lips, plump, tender and red, struck a jet.
George has always been amazed at her ability to end like this - with so much liquid. If at the time of her orgasm his dick was in her, or rather, in her vagina, then it was not visible as it is now, but it felt very tangibly - the member began to slide smoothly, although the pressure of the vaginal muscles increased greatly. It always caused them (in a member with George) such a wild delight that usually soon another, whiter and more dense, joined this liquid.
Olga, however, having finished, remained in the same posture, and again began to moan. A member of George from such a presentation has long been sticking out, and his hand again moved, doing a familiar job. “No, if she finishes here several times before me, I will do it too. A little bit of good, ”and he, carefully moving away from the door, moved back.
Stretching out on the sheets, he listened to the sounds coming from the bath, and anticipated, twisting his swollen personal belongings with his hand. The volume of Olga's moaning sobs, meanwhile, everything was growing, and, having reached the highest point, suddenly broke off. "Well, that's enough, it's playing out now." The spouse, meanwhile, still splashed a little more, and finally appeared in all her glory, softened and contented, smiling all over her mouth.
- Whatever! - George has already caught his breath, - Well, come on, how many times did she change me?
On his wife was only a small towel wrapped around the hips. Down with the shackles that hold back the passion! George, sitting on the bed, drew his wife to him, tore off a towel and eagerly fell down on the swollen sex lips. Licking and sucking every fold, he felt that his wife squatted a little, spreading her knees and slightly leaning her pelvis forward so that he was more comfortable.
- Listen, it was something! Four times! And each time it gets stronger! And the last one I turned off at all! - Olga said delightedly satisfied with the voice, stroking his head, and he squeezed everything, everything pressed into her tongue, lips, and even a little, very carefully, bit the clitoris. Finally, he didn’t have to endure the urine, and having thrown his wife on the bed, he began to rise with kisses higher and higher, from the pubis to the navel, from the navel to the breast, where, of course, he lingered while working on the nipples. Olya herself reached for his phallus, and, spreading his legs, sent where necessary. Went like clockwork. No wonder, the lady had just elapsed in the bathroom, and with his tongue now he worked normally. Doing, as they say, slow reciprocating movements, George hung over his wife, feeling how she began to rhythmically compress and relax the vaginal muscles, adjusting to his rhythm. Her eyes, as usual, were slightly covered, so you won’t understand whether she was looking at him or not. And her lips, on the contrary, kept her slightly open, moist, and between them a groan was already beginning to pierce outside - for the time being a faint, faintly audible one.
She was the perfect partner in bed. She felt her partner perfectly, and could maintain his erection for as long as necessary - with her own hands, mouth, or strong vaginal muscles. And now, as if giving the initiative to her husband, Olya, although she was at the bottom, but, so to speak, completely owned his member, and therefore, the man. Well, what a man, even under the fear of death, will come out of such a beautiful woman at these moments! Never! Well, George and did not go. More precisely, it came out, but not to the end, and came in again, and went out again, and entered again ... Just some kind of perpetual motion machine. It is a pity that the forces are not infinite.
Rhythmically moving up and down, George has long been restrained as he could. His gaze wandered through the body of his wife, increasingly lingering between her legs, where the most wonderful action on Earth unfolded - the act of love between her beautiful full-blown rose and its tense jade rod. It is speaking in an oriental way. And in a Western way, his penis vigorously thrust into her vagina, his movements became more sweeping, her legs grew ever wider. Georgy felt how Olga squeezed his penis more and more tightly with her muscles, and he understood that he would not last long. “But what is she doing, I'll finish now!” He thought.
“Don't wait for me, stop, I'm still not in a bath,” as if her husband whispered after hearing his thoughts. These words were triggered. Georgy instantly increased the pace, and, not a bit more restraining, began to selflessly hollow Olgino's long-suffering vagina. Devouring her body, bending under him, he felt how the streams of sperm had already begun to move, while somewhere inside, accompanied by a sweet pain in the eggs, then closer and closer ... Suddenly, Olya started to scream in a thin voice, her hips began to move , head rolling over the bed, thrown back hands clutched at the sheet - and George, finished with all this, finished with a loud cry and with a loud cry. Moving for some time by inertia inside her, he felt that his wife remained tense. Finally, stopping, he raised himself on his elbows and looked into her eyes.
- Well, kitty, are you still no? - asked, kissing her.
- Oh, you are an infection, - smiling, said his wife. - You still got me, but not to finish
made it in time.
“Nothing, we will fix it now,” and he set off with kisses on the way back, now gradually sliding down her body from top to bottom.
Having finally reached the base of his still-spread legs, he began to kiss her swollen lips. Both her pubis and her labia always delighted him with their convex shapes. “Look, my little pussy got offended again, it blew out like sponges!” Olga loved to say, shamelessly showing him her wealth to the place and out of place. And he was glad to ask for forgiveness from the “pussy”, and immediately he stuck to her with a kiss, on time and at the wrong time. And now, interspersing kisses and tickling with her tongue, he seemed to ask for forgiveness for the fact that she did not have time to experience pleasure with him. Slightly sucking the clitoris, he bothered him with light touches of his tongue, trying to touch him from all sides. Olgino's breathing has already changed to a noisier one, she stroked the head of her husband with one hand, from time to time pressing a little on the back of her head, trying to press his tongue and lips more strongly towards her charms, with her other hand she tugged at the nipple of the breast. Georgy from the uncomfortably raised head began to numb the neck, but he courageously endured, quickly working his tongue in the finally softened vagina, feeling the taste of the cocktail formed by Olgin juices and his sperm. However, he did not have to suffer for a long time. Zaahav thin voice, the wife began to finish, with two hands pressed to his crotch his head. Convulsive jerking gradually became less and less, and finally, jerking the last time, she froze, completely "relaxed."
Having settled down next to his wife, George pressed against her warm barrel, placing his right hand between her legs, and began quietly stroking her reddened sexual lips, saying ... "Hush, my pussy, be quieter, calm down, relax, my soft!", From time to time diving immediately with two fingers inside, and not forgetting to touch the clitoris. Olga, just lying completely still, immediately began to show signs of life.
- Are you scoffing, yeah? How can I calm down from this?
- And you try to relax, and do not pay attention to what I'm doing with you -
George, having kissed his wife, continued his treacherous, supposedly relaxing massage. She felt like his risen member pressed against her thigh, took him in the palm and tried to masturbate, but she was uncomfortable, and, leaving these attempts, just squeezed him with his fingers. And her husband's hand has completely moved to the area of the clitoris, gradually, gradually increasing the pace and pressure. Catching the constantly slipping button of the clitoris with the fingertips, George made circular motions with them, trying to hook this pea from all sides. Sometimes the fingers dived lower, where it was wet, and with a new batch of grease, they immediately came back. Yeah, not enough yet to rub the clitoris. Need more careful.
In general, the most beautiful sight in the world is when you look at a woman who is concerned only with her orgasm. And when this occupation does not interfere, including your own movements. And it’s really difficult, after all, to completely relax her with a member inside - she probably cares that her partner is also good. And when cunnilingus her face is not visible, the angle is not the same. Now, hugging her spouse by the neck with his left hand, and with might and main, gently and gently moving her right crotch in her crotch, George saw her face in all its glory ... half-closed eyes, half-opened, puffy lips, blush on her cheeks, fluttering eyelashes ... At such moments Olga was absolutely relaxed, detached from all external, surrounding. And beauty was indescribable.
Strongly tense muscles of the abdomen, thighs, crotch, lips prompted - the final is close. Involuntarily pushing his pelvis up and down, Olga gasped, and George felt his fingers immediately wet between her legs. For about a minute he stroked his pubic hair and lower, and then, capturing the last kiss in a moist, pink crevice, stretched out on the bed with a sense of accomplishment.
For several minutes they lay motionless.
- Listen, you, too, need to finish. Can I just get some rest? - the spouse, having turned, nestled to him a breast, continuing to hold his intense member in a hand.
- No, Olenka is probably enough, otherwise we will fail all day. Then
continue, - kissing her in turn at all the elements of the face, said George. - And now quickly to the bathroom to wash!
- As you say darling.
Jumping off the bed, she finally bent over him, and, squeezing her erect phallus with a hand, imprinted on his head a strong, hardened kiss — and sped away jumping, flashing her buttocks. And George immediately ached in the eggs, and unbearably wanted to lower into her mouth. “That's a bitch! And what to do now? After all, he himself seemed to have just refused? Okay, then I will win. ”
This time the spouse did not splash for long. Faced at the door of the bath with her husband, she with a poisonous grin shook his hard cock and, wagging her ass, defiled past him into the room. George had to gather all his will (that is, an erection) into a fist, so as not to rush after her.
Standing under a cold shower, he tried to pacify arousal, thinking about something else. It turned out, but not to the end. Oh, well, he will not stand forever! Bored, he will hang.
Having entered the room after some time, I saw that my wife had already put on a dress, and was sitting with a mirror on the bed, waving herself around.
- Let's walk around, but something else really did not see ... what kind of hotel, what is interesting here? Anyway, lunch is coming soon, let's go to the beach afterwards, okay?
“Of course, Lelik,” he approached her, looking at how she painted.
After admiring the reflection in the mirror, she looked at her husband.
- It's all right?
And, pulling out the sponge, showed him makeup. In vain she did it. Under the towel, and so it was not very calm, and after that, literally in a few strong jolts, an impressive mound formed under the matter. Taking another step, George walked right up to his wife, and took off the towel. The quivering unit turned out to be directly opposite the face of the seated Olga, aimingly and hintingly pointing at her pomaded mouth. Olya, waving her eyelashes, stared at him.
- You said not-eaaaaah ...
She had to be silent. As soon as she opened her mouth, George with sniper accuracy
sent a swollen head between her lips. Olga still managed to grab the dick by the barrel so that he did not immediately completely plant her, but her husband’s hand had already laid on her head. Holding his phallus at the root, Olya began to rhythmically suck him in the middle and beyond, following the movements of his hand. With the other hand, he brushed her hair aside so that he could see better how the penis entered the mouth, how tightly her lips, covered with lipstick, clasp it on all sides. Olya, in turn, began to stroke her spouse's buttocks, deeper and deeper into the crevice between them. Georgy already felt that her finger was massaging the anus, and he was also trying to get inside. He relaxed the gluteal muscles, and after a while these attempts were crowned with success. Now, moving forward and putting her mouth on his penis, he felt her finger coming out of her ass, and vice versa, as soon as he started the reverse movement, the finger moved inward, and deep enough. In fact, Olga fucked him with her hand, and how nice it was! The very ambiguity of the situation so aroused him that George almost five or six minutes later, feeling the muscles of the anus around Olginís finger squeeze, throwing back his head and wide-open mouth, growled loudly, lowering the next batch of sperm, now in the darling spouse's mouth. She, having waited for the termination of his last convulsions, and having swallowed everything that was possible, took out the member from her mouth, and her finger, respectively, from her husband's ass. Finally, she again firmly kissed the head of the still tense, but already beginning to fall member. This time, George took the kiss much calmer. The orgasm was so devastating that he needed nothing now.
Lifting his wife out of bed, George kissed her, feeling the taste of his sperm on her lips. His wife answered him, opening his mouth and trying to penetrate his tongue between his lips. And when their tongues met, he realized that she had not swallowed everything. Sometimes she broke off such jokes. So now, mixed with her saliva, she began to feed him with his own sperm, like a chick — mouth to mouth. So they stood in an embrace, in turn swallowing all that remained of the act of love.
Having finally removed her from himself, George saw that Olga was holding one finger aside.
“Honey, don't you want to lick him?” - he pointed at him.
- No, thank you, dear, only after you!
- Yes, I'm sterile in all places, you can be sure! - grabbing her hand, he
tried to bring this finger to her mouth. Bursting through her closed lips, she broke loose and sped off into the bath, finally weighing a palpable slap on his ass. And George fell down on the bed, and stretched out on it, and thought, and a thought appeared in his head ... "And life seems to be getting better!", Meaning sexual. And then, in parallel, and another ... "Or maybe, well, to hell with them, these experiments? And so it seems to be normal. Let everything remain on the fantasy level. ” However, there is such a thing as an inner voice ... “All the same, you will go to the end. Well, just like a moth, who knows that he will burn, but still flies on the fire. ” Yes, a bad feeling was present in a small amount, but the desire to experience new sensations was invincible. Oh, come what may! We will solve along the way!
* * *
After lunch and a short walk in the heat at the hotel shops (Olga quickly relented, looking at the unfortunate husband who loved shopping as the hangman of the hangman) they returned to the room for fees on the beach. This was also an interesting moment for George ... I had to persuade my spouse to sunbath without a swimsuit.
- What beach are we going to? - he seemed to be indifferent.
- And then what, very large selection? - Olga was surprised.
- Well, there is little. Especially on an ordinary beach, it seems to be not taken to sunbathe
naked.
- And who is going to sunbathe naked?
- Like who? We are with you.
- Oh, that's it ... Are you serious? - Olya stared at him with a smile.
- Olenka, honey, I just do not want on your body the traces of a swimsuit. Yes, and
to someone who, and you at least need to be shy of your figure.
- Yes, I'm not ashamed, just unusually somehow ... You begin to introduce innovations in our family at such a pace that I am waiting with fear - and what will happen next? Maybe immediately tell?
- Yes, there is something else ... - George hesitated, gathering his courage.
- Nu-nu, I listen, - the spouse, smiling, looked at him. And he, like a head in the pool ...
- Go here at the resort, no panties. In one dress.
“I knew it,” the spouse, with her hem up, stared at her miniature thongs that barely covered her pubis. - And what you did not please my panties?
- Yes, everyone was pleased, just because it is so hot, well, in general ... - everything, thinking it stopped. Olga, with a knowing smile in her eyes, with the hem still raised, approached him closely.
- Well, if so, precious hubby, shoot them yourself! But keep in mind, I have a dress
shines through, and from the wind, it happens, soars upward. So be ready that everyone who feels like will stare at your wife!
“Yes, and all the men are staring at you,” said Georgy, in a hoarse voice. Kneeling down, he took the gum of his underpants with his hands and slowly pulled it down. Right in front of his nose, two plump slices appeared, with smooth, velvety skin. The autopilot automatically turned on in his brain, and his lips joined his lips. All docking done. Without taking his mouth from her crotch, he let his wife come out of her panties, and her lips started to move from this.
“All right, you’ll get them back before you leave!” - looking up from the body, he said, and waved her panties.
- It is interesting, but if I drip, don't I sit down at all? I will wet all the dress if I sit down!
- And you shut up with tampax, and when you sit down, sit down not on the dress, but directly on the chair! - George laughed.
- I always want to, and now in general I will start to rush at the men! Look, hold me tight, otherwise by the end of the holiday you cannot get through the door because of the horns! - the wife, gracefully curving, generally removed the dress over her head, and, turning her back to him, bent and strongly bent, leaning her hands on the bed. Wrapping his face with his half-closed eyes, uttered ...
- I want you to fuck me with cancer!
In general, she is not so often the first to take the initiative. Something, apparently, really had a strong effect on her. Immediately getting rid of the clothes, George, seeing that she was already very wet, without any usual preliminary "leasing", put her in almost a sweep.
- Ooooh! - spouse still could not resist, but after a few seconds, when a member of a few pushes fully immersed in it, began to relax, and after a while already with full swing protruding ass, trying to raise it higher, to meet the movements of her husband. Grabbing her around the waist, George methodically pushed the penis over and over again to full depth.
- You know, but I myself wanted to offer you to go to the nudist beach, but I was afraid that you would begin to swear! - twitching to the beat of his movements, said his wife.
- Come on all fours! - George, without taking out the end, began to push the spouse on the bed. Having moved on their knees to the middle of the bed, and without stopping the act, they continued the leap with new oops and akhs. Olga sank down on her elbows, which is why her butt got even higher than her head, and groaned with might and main.
“And you know,” she continued to speak in the intervals between moans, “I myself wish that the peasants on the beach were staring at me, and that they would stand up at me, and that they, looking at me, would fight ...”
From these words, George has demolished the tower. Clutching his wife's tight buttocks, he pushed his stiffened stake into her vagina, and his gaze was firmly fixed on their articulation. The member, meanwhile, was already feeling the tension of the muscles of the vagina, Olga was moaning almost continuously, and now ... And-and-and-uh! Catch up, Rodney-and-and-I-ah-ah-ah !!! Feeling like sperm being thrown into Olga's vagina, Georgy, as if through a fog, suddenly heard some kind of extraneous noise from the balcony. Continuing to plant my full-fledged hose at full length, I felt the full and strong girth of the whole member by the spouse's muscles, and after a while - a wet slip. Also, so she managed to finish.
By inertia, moving his pelvis, George raised his head and managed to notice some
movement by the window. So, very good, already spying. Come on, do not mind, let them enjoy. Moving his wife less and less, he continually stroked her over the delicious hemispheres of his buttocks, occasionally spreading them to the sides so that the tender speck of the anus could be seen better. It will be necessary for her to insert it today, if the forces remain, he thought, and looked again towards the balcony. There was no one there. Maybe it seemed?
Half an hour later, having learned from the locals how to get to the nudist beach, they were already racing in a minibus along the coastal highway. Olga, sitting on the seat opposite a couple of Caucasians, tried to quietly pull the dress lower, but where there! Even when the wife was standing, it was twenty centimeters to her knees, and even sitting there, she was generally bullied to the very thing ... well, in general, you will be waist-high. Well, to the waist or not, but she had to squeeze her legs very carefully, otherwise ... She, like George, noticed her panties, although she took them, but now they were lying in a beach bag! And the bag was on George's lap, hiding the bump on his pants. And besides, light. How he will go, the devil knows. In the minibus he got up as soon as he noticed that all the male individuals were staring at the bare legs of the spouse. She pretended that she did not notice frank views, but something did not work out very well, and the paint of shame did not leave her cheeks. And two Caucasians so frankly drilled her between their legs with their looks, which seemed to be beginning to smoke there. Yes, and exchanged remarks in their own language, grinning. George suspected that when the spouse was still seated and did not have time to straighten her legs and straighten her dress, she could shine a few times with her shaved lips for all to see. In general, the situation was still. So when the taxi rolled up to their stop, Georgie, with relief, got out first, hiding behind his bag. Turning to the door and giving a hand to his wife, he heard something like ... “Wah!”, And then it only dawned on him that Olga, as she was leaving, had to bend strongly. Yeah, the view for the men in the bus opened interesting.
The spouse jumped out of the Gazelle as red as a cancer, and immediately began to straighten the dress that had opened. When the Gazelle departed, everyone (!) Looked to their side to the only passenger.
“Next time you will be arrested for disturbing public order and creating a dangerous situation on the road,” Georgiy embraced his wife with a smile. - In my opinion, now all the men have crammed you in a bus in your thoughts.
- Lord, what a shame! I have a dress that is longer and darker than this, which I did not wear!
“We know what you didn’t put on him,” thought George, “It’s harder to see your charms in him, so you don’t put them on.” “Come on, it's all right,” he said out loud, kissing his wife, “but it gave people pleasure.”
The road quickly led to the sea. And the beach opened suddenly, immediately. Quite long, but narrow, sandwiched between the surf and scrub. And on it - the body. Not as much as on a regular beach, but everyone is naked. There were not many singles, more and more couples, as well as several companies. Some were located away from the sea, among the bushes. And - George did not believe his eyes! - in two places making love! With all honest people! Near the water, the girl under the boyfriend kicked her legs almost behind her ears, and he was teasing her with might and main, and the oncoming wave threatened to wash them into the sea. And closer to the bushes, another very young lady, standing on all fours and putting on an appetizing ass for everyone to see, was doing a blowjob to her partner. That's the beach! George immediately remembered the question of a young man who told them how to get here. “And what kind of beach do you need - family or youth?” - and his grin, which they did not understand then, when they answered ... “Of course, youth!”. Now something has cleared up.
Olga braked sharply and looked confused at her husband.
- Everything, it's too late to turn! He said, pushing her forward.
Walking along the line of bushes, they noticed a few more single men who were not shy about jerking off and watching the girls. “Well, complete chaos!” Thought George, trying not to stare very much around. And it was very difficult to do. For example, they were very close to a couple of girls lying on their backs. Of all the clothes - only sunglasses. Georgy, too, would need protection for his eyes now - their nakedness was blindingly dazzling. Olga, if she looked around, then only askance. But not only they watched - they also watched them. Georgy physically felt the undressing glances of the entire beach ... they were walking, and after them the heads of sunbathers turned.
They passed through the whole beach, to the scree. Here the people were smaller, and the bushes thicker, and they descended almost to the water itself.
- Stop here? - George suggested to his wife.
She looked somewhat bewildered.
- Let's do it here. Only not in sight, let us go a little deeper, ”she asked, obviously nervous.
Choosing a place, slightly covering them with a bush from the rest of the beach, began to settle down. Throwing away the blanket, George heard suddenly, quite near, behind the next bush, groans with aspiration. Taking a step to the side, I saw a very entertaining sight ... a girl, in the pose of a rider, leaning on someone's member. Her figurine was chiseled. She did not see him - she was sitting with her back. Yes, it is unlikely that she or anyone else on this beach could embarrass something. At the questioning glance of his wife, he shrugged his shoulders - do not go away. Here is the same thing everywhere.
Sitting on the coverlet, he took off his T-shirt, pants and swimming trunks for a few seconds, and immediately lay down on his stomach, hiding his protruding bitch. My wife did not dare to remove the dress standing either. Sitting she pulled him over his head, and settled down next, also booty up.
- Well, congratulations. We took the first, most difficult step, he put his arm around her shoulders.
- Horrible. I did not think it would be so ... So ...
- So nice?
- Yah you! So psychologically difficult - a bewildered smile wandered across her face.
- However, the shift for the better is already noticeable. You are not as red as in the minibus -
He pinned her. “So get ready for the next step — when we go swimming.” To the sea - about twenty to twenty-five meters, and further the depth near the coast is small. There will be time to admire the whole beach on you.
- And on you, by the way, too! - she retorted. - You are like, will you walk about with your boyfriend standing?
“But I wanted to talk to you about this,” kissing her, George moved his hand to her ass. - I need to be discharged now, otherwise I will not persuade my boyfriend, as you put it, to calm down, - his palm crawled along the gap between her buttocks and settled in the crotch. It was not dry at all.
- And if anyone sees? - She asked a stupid question.
- Well, firstly, the bushes cover us a little, and secondly, what's the difference? Let be
are watching.
For a long time did not have to persuade her. Leaving his wife lying on his stomach, George sat on top just a little lower than her ass, and began to run his hands over her back and buttocks - like doing a massage so that no one would guess. However, he was not going to give much attention to his back. Quickly descending into, so to speak, the base of the lower back, he stroked his lips, pressed two fingers to them, and pressed. It went like clockwork. Immediately, having pulled out, he inserted three fingers into the vagina, and began to give his wife, as he said, a gynecological massage, or more simply, to fuck with fingers. In this lesson, he also did not linger, and, pulling out his fingers, tried to attach a member to their place. Entered without problems, but something was wrong. Coming out of his wife, George took two large towels, rolled them into one roller, and slipped it under his hips to his wife. Now, the butt was sticking upwards, and the entrance to the vagina was perfectly visible. Unable to restrain himself, he nevertheless licked a couple of times the gentle folds of her rosette, and re-entered her. Now it was much more convenient, and George immediately took a high pace, plunging his unit into the wooded cave of his wife.
- So her, my dear, so her, come on, come on, - suddenly a mocking female voice rang out. Stopping, George raised his head. Directly in front of them stood a couple, apparently, the one that had just jumped on the other side of the bush. And the girl kept the guy for the member. They, apparently, had just finished, so he did not have a special erection.
“Hello,” George couldn’t say, without getting up from Olga.
“Hello, hello,” the girl answered, and pulled the guy by the penis, “okay, let's go, not
let's interfere, - and defile, shaking her hips, past them, still grabbing her partner for a causal place. Reluctantly, the guy reached for her, although it was clear from his eyes that he would have lingered with pleasure. Painfully interested glances, he threw in the direction of Olga. But he didn’t have much choice - his partner dragged him behind herself quite perceptibly, and moreover for a rather delicate place.
“Well, we were caught,” said Georgy, again starting his movements. - Horrible! - like the spouse was terrified, starting actively podmahivat, - solid Sodom and Gomorrah!
“No, Sodom and Gomorrah means something else,” George wanted to say, but decided to temporarily engage in conversations and focus on the main thing. And the main thing was - here it is, under the palms. While massaging his wife’s buttocks outside, he, at the same time, did massage from the inside - with his wand. And although he heard now the moans of his wife, and before her eyes was her amazing ass, he continued to see with his inner eye a girl who had just been here, her slender figure, small elastic chest, flat stomach and shamelessly exposed him almost under his nose, slightly apart slender legs and swollen red lips. Oh, and what he did not guess to ask them to stay!
Falling on his hands, he continued to hammer his wife, trying even more to cuddle up to her buttocks. In this position, a member could not penetrate deeply, and indeed the pose for the spouse was not “final”. But Georgy now thought only of himself, and these thoughts, in particular, about an unfamiliar girl (with a wet trickle on the inner surface of the thighs) gave results.
- Woo-ahhhhh! - With relish he finished, not even having time to out of breath. Member, discharged, several times twitched inside Olga, and gradually began to calm down. Having relaxed, George lay down a bit with all his weight right on Olga, although he knew that it was not very easy for her. But how nice to him! Finally, he slid off her and sprawled nearby.
The wife pulled out bath towels from under herself and replaced them with another, “specially wiped-out”. Wiping her charms, she passed on her husband. Georgy was lying with a contented smile of a cat, who was getting sour cream, watching his wife dry his genitals.
“Look, don’t be very keen, or you’ll pick it up again,” he remarked.
“Then let's go quickly,” throwing the towel aside, she rose to her feet, “it's time
finally open the swimming season.
George was admiring the naked wife standing in full growth, and his pride overwhelmed him. It was HIS WIFE, and let everyone envy him. Pulling for a few more seconds, he jumped up with a jerk and, grasping her hand, dragged her toward the water. Wife poked a little on the go, then went, like a quiet horse.
It was not very scary - walking on the beach in the nude. Yes, of course, there were enough frank and assessing views, but there are plenty of them on an ordinary beach too. So we got to the water without incident, quickly entered the depths, and finally - vivat! - opened a full holiday season. What a miracle it is - the sea!
Basking, hugging and kissing in the water with his wife, George did not forget to look around. Some couples also kissed in the water, some, it seems, not only kissed, and more. Not far away with loud screams, a whole youth company, seven to eight guys and girls, flew into the sea, and began to rage, snapping, pushing and dropping each other. From girly squeal lay ears.
Olga wanted. Still, in such a situation! Especially George there, on the bedspread, finished, but she did not. Standing in the water on the chest, he hugged his wife with his left hand, and put his right hand on her pubis. Here is the disposition. Now pull out the middle finger, move them between the lips, feeling for the clitoris - and go ahead! Predominantly circular, sometimes transverse-longitudinal movements, sometimes pressing lightly on the pea of the clitoris. His left hand fell down completely, and the index finger, squeezing between her buttocks, was massaging her anus. Olya wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and slightly squatted, spreading her legs. We started a lingering kiss, and could not finish. But the main occupation of the fingers of both hands of George was done in good faith, which showed a convulsive contraction of the Olin muscles in the places of the massage. Glancing around, George saw that others do not have much to do with them. Yeah, it's hard to surprise these holidaymakers with something.
Olya, having experienced an orgasm twice already, intended to continue. She was excited by what she did in front of everyone. And at the same time the propriety seemed to be respected - they did it under water. Opening her eyes for a second, she glanced toward the shore - and suddenly faced a man's gaze. Behind her husband, literally about five meters away from them, a guy stood in the water and stared straight into her eyes. Cute Instantly mingling and losing the whole attitude, Olga took hold of her husband’s hands and took them away from herself.
- Everything, dear, I already finished, that's enough.
Then, splashing among the waves, she collided with this guy a few more times until she noticed that he had started to go out of the water. He was complicated like a god. And what ass! Her eyes were simply riveted to the bulging muscular buttocks, as he walked along the beach. And he lay down not far from their place, and, by the way, alone.
“And you have good taste,” she heard, and, catching herself, turned to her husband.
George looked at her with a smile. - Nothing, I approve.
- Yah you! - Olga burst with paint. “I noticed him because I saw him staring at us when you caressed me in the water.”
- Well, yes, he was staring at you, and you at him, - George embraced his wife. - Well, look at who you want, I do not mind.
Still, later, coming out of the water, Olga tried not to look in the direction of that guy. Georgy also noticed that he followed them with a very close look.
“Yeah, they noticed you on this beach,” he said a little later, spreading his wife on her back with cream. Chest, belly, inner thighs. A member of him flinch and stirred. - It is interesting, but if we go to an open place now, how many men will start jerking off on you?
- Well, no, I'm not going anywhere, - Olga turned her booty up. - I'm good here too.
Having smeared each other, they lay for a long time, sunbathing, reading and playing cards, and even having a little snack. The heat and brilliance of the naked female body did their dirty work - George got up again. Reaching with caresses to my wife, I heard ...
- Listen, I'm kinda overheated. Let's take a dip first?
- And how can I go with such a bandura? - he shook his finger tense phallus. -
We must wait, now calm down.
But from the thought that suddenly came to mind, a member of all jumped to the stomach. “Yes, this is what is needed,” decided George, and turned to his wife ...
- And go alone bathe. Nothing without me, you're already an adult girl.
Olga stared at him.
- And if they start pestering me?
- Well, if it is polite, then do not worry. And if cad gets caught, call for help, -
smiled George. - And if no one comes running to save you, then try to relax and have fun.
- Well, if you allow ...
And after a second, George saw his wife's round ass moving away towards the sea. However, she quickly decided. Obvious progress is noticeable. Turning from a recumbent position to a sitting position, so that it was better seen, he began to observe his wife.
So far, everything has been fine. She reached the sea without problems, and plunged into the waves. And then George saw that the same man, who was staring his wife, was heading to the sea. So, it becomes interesting. Upon entering the sea, the guy sailed straight toward Olga, and after a minute was already there. At such a distance it was impossible to discern how close they were to each other. But the fact that they were talking about something was understandable. Squeezing a trembling member in his palm, George watched two heads above the surface of the water. After all, they are very close! I wonder if he paws her underwater or not? Or maybe he had already inserted it? Although no, afloat it is almost impossible ...
Finally, a couple swam to the shore and began to leave. At first, Georgy looked at his spouse, but after a few seconds he looked and - wow! The guy not only was built like a god, he still had a very impressive manhood, and at that moment this virtue was almost upright! Yes, probably, such a hell to get to the diaphragm, if planted. Olga was a little ahead, and when they came out of the water, the guy took her hand and stopped her, turning her around. His club at the same time buried Olga in the stomach. She pulled back a little, but how to say it ... Not very fast. The guy, holding her hand, said something, she shook her head in response. Finally, having agreed on something, they parted, and he again hooked her with a member, and finally he also weighed a slap on the ass. The guy ran again into the sea, and Olga, without reacting to the slap, went to their place.
When she approached, George saw her face. Eyes shine, cheeks ruddy, sponge wet. And not only on the face. Yeah, the girl is clearly ready for sex.
- No, well, you saw, eh? What a ham! Slammed my ass! - with a badly hidden delight, the spouse chafed. - And you're good too! Your wife is molested with a standing dick, and at least henna is for you!
“Well, henna’s not henna, and now I’m punishing you for your behavior,” George interrupted her, laying his nose down on the bedspread. - You have me, it turns out, bad girl!
- In what sense will "punish"? - turning her head, asked Olya supposedly frightened
by voice.
- But in what! - and he gave her a slap, but rather a weak one. - To
since now you have never behaved like this, now you will fall victim to my basest passions!
And to the wife's ass was oh, how indifferent! God created the same bulging and bulging, so elastic and pumped up! And at the same time she had such a naive, such a girlish look! Olga laughed when her husband said ... “You have such a naive ass, she has such an innocent look! I just want to fuck her! ” In general, the big sin is not to use such an ass in full.
Once again he rolled up the towels, George again placed them under his wife’s pelvis, giving her ass a bulging-delicious look. All the folds, all the dolets, all the holes were visible in this position, but if last time Georgy was developing the bottom hole, now he had other intentions. Squeezing out a little cream on his palm, he pushed his buttresses with his wife with one hand and began to lubricate the opening of the anus with the other. Little by little, working out a hole, he put one finger in first, and then two. Pushing to full depth, he turned them along the axis, trying to better stretch the hole. During this procedure, Olga did not protest, but only moaned and screamed, and very directly. Yet they practiced anal sex less often than usual, and sometimes she was afraid, like a girl, that it would hurt. Although she told at one time that her first boyfriend (like a Tatar by nationality) was just practicing this method of intercourse, and he had a very healthy member. When he stood, he reached it right up to the navel. From the very same intercourse she received less joy than pain and inconvenience, but she liked how he persuaded her. And indeed there was love. And he ruined her virginity only six months later. And she was nineteen years old then. That's it, Olenka.
Finally, having sufficiently developed the hole, George took out his fingers, put the head of the penis to the anus and pressed.
- Oh oh oh! - could not resist all the same spouse, and squeezed the buttocks, not allowing the member to get inside. She immediately received a very noticeable slap from her husband ... - Come on and relax! - and felt the increasing pressure. The main thing is to endure the very beginning, then it will be much easier. And George, not paying attention to the moans of his wife, pushed further and further.
- O-oh, stop, stop bye! - the wife moaned when he finally pushed the entire phallus entirely. He froze. After some time, he began to slowly move, moving his penis through the tight ring of anal muscles. Little by little diverged. Olga was moaning no longer from pain, but from passion; this was noticeable from the changed timbre of her voice. Muscles of the ass finally relaxed, and she already gradually began to podmahivat towards the movements of her husband. And George already without any caution, as with ordinary sex, planted "for most tomatoes."
Suddenly, he noticed some movement from the side. He turned his head - and he saw at eighteen meters standing a guy, the very one, Olginogo khakhalya. Khakhal with might and main was staring at them, and his penis, in front of his eyes, pushed him upright. Yeah, good size. George made a decision. Without removing the penis from the priests, he pulled his wife over, forcing her to kneel down and lean on her elbows in front. Now it was a classic pose "cancer", and in the ass. Having placed his more stable knees, Georgy again resumed his sweeping movements, each time pushing Olga into his “brown eye” his damned process. After a few minutes of such a furious horse race, she moaned ... “I’ll finish now,” she lowered her face to the bedspread, lifting her ass even higher, and holding her hands back, took up her buttocks, pushing them apart and exposing her hole even more. , in which his member was diving. But on display not only her husband, as it turned out. Looking again towards the singer, George saw that he was sitting sitting under a bush not far from them, and admiring the opened picture, he was jerking off with might and main. So, so, then! George did not stare at him, looked again at, so to speak, his spouse's lower back, and concentrated. Olga was already groaning continuously, the muscles of the anus were squeezing and trembling, she obviously finished. “And if he comes up right now and inserts it in her mouth?” The thought suddenly flashed, “What then?”. “Oh, nothing - we will continue the movement,” George answered to himself. Thinking, as they say, this thought led him to orgasm - strong, devastating, explosive. Shouted and planted, planted and lowered, lowered right in the ass beloved, desired woman. When at last the ringing in the ears stopped, and the veil was asleep from the eyes, George looked again at the bush. There was no guy. Probably also finished and has already left.
Spouse, completely exhausted, slipped from his penis, stretched out on the bedspread. He lay down beside him.
- My God, - the wife purred, - how sweet I finished! Punish me so often, please.
“For this, you have to behave badly with men,” George smacked her nose.
- What do you mean?
- What I have, I'll bring it. Well, that is, flirt, flirt, ogle. Can
to be, even to cuddle, kiss and surrender.
- And you will not mind?
“Listen, we are still in the south,” George embraced his wife. “If you really like someone here and want to sleep with him — or with her — so be it, I allow you to instruct me in the horns.”
- No, thank you, do not, - said the spouse. And, after a pause ... - With her, I definitely do not want anything.
- And with him?
- Whom do you mean?
- I have someone, that and ... Yes, this is your hahala, with whom she bathed. By the way, what are you talking about?
bazaar?
- Yes, so ... Compliments I threw different, asked where we stayed, but how to find. At the dance in the evening he invited me, near our hotel, he said that the disco was good.
- What are you doing?
- Why am I? I am a married woman, I tell him, so if I go to the dance, then
only with husband.
- Oh well. I saw how he caught you on the shore with his dick, something you did not really move away.
- Yes, he was not only clinging on the shore, - Olga glanced at her husband. - He began to dissolve hands in the water. You think what I swam so fast? Tired of sailing all the time away from him. And then he all imposed on the teachers of swimming. “Girl, it’s very deep here, let me support you, otherwise you will drown!” I tried to support me from below, I was grabbed by the stomach, or by the chest. And then I ran my hand between my legs.
The eggs sounded noticeably. No, just not an erection! "Well, enough is enough, otherwise I end up here all over," thought George, - "We must start with such conversations."
The wife moved restlessly.
- Listen, from me flows, let's go wash up.
Neither when they went to the sea, nor when from the sea, George noticed more than Olga's friend. Completely, perhaps, gone?
- Have you ever met? - He asked his wife, once again settling on the bedspread.
- Of course.
- And what is his name?
- Zhenya. That is, Eugene, - recovered, blushing, spouse.
- Maybe Zhenya? - pinned George. - Did you notice that he was watching
us when I processed your ass?
- Are you serious? - the wife threw up.
- Absolutely. He sat at that bush, and with might and main jerked off, looking at us. And, in my opinion, too
finished I'm thinking, maybe I should have called him? While I was watching you in the ass, you would suck him. Then we could change places with him ... I would in the mouth, and he in the ass.
- Well, no, - said the spouse (as much as the timbre of the voice has changed!), - I am afraid of such a hefty club.
“Well, after all, it will already be worked out by me there, dear ...” George gulped at her, feeling the excitement overwhelm him again.
Turning to face each other, they began to kiss passionately.
- We like again in full? - with a breath asked spouse.
- No, let's not until the end, otherwise I will not leave this beach at all, - George answered.
Throwing his wife's leg on his side, he inserted the tense cock in her already wet pussy, pressed tightly against his spouse's body and froze for a while. It was very nice to just lie on your side, kiss each other, feeling the muscles of the penis and vagina tighten from time to time. Then, all the same, they moved, not very actively, but rather gently and slowly, alternating frictions with pauses, and not stopping the kisses. He passed by someone near them, did not pass, saw them at that moment, did not see - absolutely did not care about our couple. They made love, gently and affectionately, and the world around them did not exist.
Having bought up several more times, they started to leave. Already much more confident than a few hours ago, just like old-timers, they once again crossed the beach, looking around naked bodies without hesitation. Yes, there is something to look at the youth nudist gathering!
No problem back in the city. Although Olga again did not wear panties, this time there were no excesses ... in the cabin of the "minibus" there were only elderly aunts. Even insulting somehow. However, there were enough impressions for today.
In the room they completely collapsed on the bed.
- Are you going to the bathroom? - moaned wife from under the pillow.
- Netushki, go you first, I lie for now.
But just did not have to lie. As soon as the wife left, George, having undressed somehow, immediately fell into a dream. No wonder - last night I had to somehow sleep, but today all the day was continuous stress mixed with fuck. Forces are not infinite. And so he wondered at himself where it came from. “That's how it was a day,” he managed to think before the heavy darkness.
"Was." Naive. The day still lasted, moreover, from the same perspective. And in a dream, George felt it. Dreamed something terribly erotic, just can not figure out what it is. Tearing out of a nap, being still between sleep and reality, George for a long time could not understand what was happening, why he was so pleased. Finally, smacking sounds came to his ears, and, opening his eyes, he understood what was the matter. Wife, sitting at his feet, with might and main sucking a member, razrachivaya one hand at the root. As often happened, immediately after waking up, the erection was very powerful, and the pleasure of Olga's actions was much stronger. Despite the wild fatigue in his whole body, George realized that he could not give up another orgasm. Moreover, the spouse clearly decided to spare him, and took the initiative in her, so to speak, hands, and at the same time in her mouth. At first, he thought that she decided to just suck him, but after a while Olga stopped doing blowjob, and, pulling up higher, sent his protruding phallus to herself between the swollen lips. At once she planted to the very end, she gasped, stopped for a few seconds, and then began to move little by little, increasing the amplitude more and more. It was very pleasant to lie down, completely relaxing and giving the initiative to the woman I loved, stroking her spread hips, and admiring her inspired face, loose wet hair, beautiful shoulders, arms, chest, stomach, and everything below ... smooth, curved pubis, sponges, diverging to the sides, and as if swallowing the body of a member in themselves, a mole on one of the lips, which he loved to kiss ...
- What suddenly found you? He asked, stroking her on the inside of her thighs. - It seems she complained that she was very tired.
- Yes, I came out of the bath and saw you naked. And then right before my eyes, your friend began to get up. I decided to caress his mouth a little, and then I got carried away.
Well, no one seemed to be against continuing ... neither the wife, nor the husband, nor the friend. Copulation continued to the delight of all.
Jumping on the penis, Olga seemed to completely renounce reality, and suddenly, unexpectedly, George asked ...
- Have you been seriously talking on the beach today?
- About what?
“Well ... What can I change for you?” With the same Zhenya, from the beach.
- Do not change, and start a holiday romance, with my consent. Treason is if you
vodilas with others in secret from me. And so ... Please, I do not mind.
Olga already groaned, and, leaning down, dug into the lips of her husband. It hurts her, you see, to taste this perspective. Catching her hands under the buttocks, he also began, podmahivaya, to help her. Her tongue in her husband's mouth pushed through more and more, moving faster and faster. The muscles of the vagina tightened. Continuing to sit down on the phallus, Olga separated their lips ...
“But he is so hefty, fat and long!” He plows me everything there!
After him you will not feel so tightly me!
- It's okay, Olenka! I will like it! In addition, after some
time you have everything narrowed down. And besides, for me you will always have your hands, your mouth and your ass!
With her head up, her husband held her breath, and then said in a stifled voice ...
- Okay dear. I will tell you about all my dates-I-ah-hhhhhhh !!!
With all his might, planting his wife between his legs, George was eager to catch up with her orgasm. And he succeeded. The images of today are spinning in my head ... their numerous trachy with his wife, Olgin hahal with a standing dick on the beach next to her, the abreks in the “minibus” stare at her “best-selling”, well, and this frank conversation to the heap. And with each image the member tried again, straining, to throw out the next portion of sperm from himself, although it seemed that he had already been squeezed dry.
Later, listening to his wife singing in the bathroom, George felt that the watershed passed. Something subtly changed in their relationship, only you can not understand yet, for better or for worse. Have these revelations been brought closer or removed? And again the image of a moth that flies into the fire. Oh, George, George-moth! Risky you are a man! I fantasized to myself slowly in a rag, and did not tempt fate. But, despite all these thoughts, George knew that he would not turn from this path. The road had to go to the end.
In the restaurant, doing evening meals, we didn’t speak much. Anyway, on this topic. After dinner, they were going to immediately fall into bed, it was painfully much that fatigue made itself felt. True, the wife gave a hint about the evening program of the disco type, but then agreed to postpone everything for tomorrow. Olya had a different, dark dress, but under it - again, nothing. The arrangement was carried out rigorously. George could not resist fooling around ... he sat down closer, and under the cover of the tablecloth, putting her hand on her hip, began to move it up and down, lifting up the hem. Although the spouse tried to close her legs more tightly, it helped her a little - George's palm crawled to the pubis and aggressively began to push her thighs, trying to get to the crotch. The struggle was fought with varying success, but in the end it ended in a victory for the palm ... the legs parted, passing it to the crack. George had to continue to eat with one hand - the second was occupied under the table. Olga tried to keep her cool, but she didn’t work well ... she froze with her fork raised, sometimes stopped chewing, closed her eyes. On the cheeks appeared blush. From time to time she squeezed her legs, squeezing his palm, but then again relaxed them. And George continued the sweet mockery of her clitoris, fingering his finger.
Finally, sighing convulsively, Olga could not stand it and leaned toward his ear ...
- Listen, stop, beneath me now a whole puddle will flow! She whispered hotly in a heavy voice.
- As you say, dear, - and George abruptly removed his hand.
Olga was unable to hide her disappointment, and, seeing that he noticed this and looked at her with a smile, shook her fist.
- Annoyed the lady and quit, right? Well, I'll take revenge on you.
- What is the matter, dear? - George answered with a laugh, - but you yourself asked to stop?
Or it was not necessary to stop?
- It was not necessary to start.
“Okay, sorry, my pussy,” he smacked her nose. - Do you want to go dancing, how are you
wanted to Just a little rest.
How much do you need a spouse - already shone.
- What about you? You said you were tired?
- For you, ready for any suffering. In addition, if it really is unbearable, we will go to sleep, business.
In general, the day went on.
More precisely, the evening. Already an hour and a half later, standing at the bar and cheering up with another cocktail, George realized that he would fall asleep right at the bar now. He turned and looked into the hall. Disco was thundering, there was a ripple in the eyes of light music. My wife danced closer to the center of the site, some guys were spinning around. She clearly did not want to sleep. And he already several dances could not force himself to go out to dance. True, slow dancing practiced in good faith. Under the romantic music right in the middle of the playground, he and his wife kissed, hugged, squeezed, in general, they danced. However, with this almost all couples sinned. George's hands often stayed on his wife's ass, feeling the lack of panties through a thin fabric. The member who worked for that day again strained, but somehow reluctantly, not completely. Rolled Sivka steep hills.
The music has changed to slow. Well, now it will be necessary to offer his wife to tie with the evening. Georgy has already risen, and suddenly froze ... next to his wife was a beach friend, Eugene! And obviously invited her to dance. Wow! And what will she do? Agrees! He took her hand and led her to the center of the site. Turning around, Olya managed to look at her husband, and, embarrassed, smiling, shrug her shoulders. What was he to do? Just nod.
From his place it was quite clear how they dance. Among the couples saw their figures, closely pressed to each other. And his hands with might and main squeezed her ass. Obviously enjoying this, the spouse did not think to protest or reject. On the contrary, her hands generally crept up from his shoulders and clasped his neck. But he was selling something, and now he was rubbing against Olga's body with all its members, and especially with one. Her legs were slightly apart, for sure he squeezed his knee between them, and now he rubbed his thigh against her pubis. In general, solid "dirty" dances. And where only sleepiness has gone! Georgy had to urgently correct his awakened member too, translating it to "twelve."
After the dance, the guy, having kissed the pen, spent a little time on Olga, stepping aside a few meters from George. Spouse rolled up so happy and radiant, that did not even try to hide it.
- What, did he find you? - Georgy kissed her, setting her close.
“Do you mind if we dance?” - the wife looked at him, and he saw
lights in her eyes, which she vainly tried to disguise with embarrassment.
- No, not at all. How are you, still have the strength to dance?
- Yes of course. I have something completely sold out, at least until the morning I can. And how are you?
- Fine. Only now I fall asleep completely, so you, if you want, stay, and I went bainki. Sucker you have, if anything, conducts. Just do not get carried away too much, go back to the morning.
Without letting my wife come to her senses, he kissed her again on the lips, and left her with a somewhat startled expression on his face. Leaving, he just asked ... “Is everything okay?”, And having received in reply an unsure nod, a vague smile and a questioning glance, left the disco field to the howl of another melody.
Slamming, the door of the hotel room cut off past life. Silence fell suddenly and immediately. Blood rustled in my temples, and thoughts in my brain. Thoughts of a certain direction. And it was necessary to urgently deal with them. Fight the old, long-tried method. And George, throwing off his clothes and lounging on his bed, began to struggle.
Palm hard and methodically jerking hard cock. Excitement was somehow feverish, unlike the former. Interspersed with jealousy, or what? And in my head and floated the images of today, associated with Olga and this Eugene. Their “dirty” dances at the disco, their bathing on a nudist beach, and even his marital conversation with Olga about the possibility of having a holiday romance with this Eugene. Gradually, fantasies and assumptions about what this couple can do now began to mix with these images. If even before his eyes, they allowed themselves that, then now ... Perhaps he has already introduced his huge rod into one of the Olin holes, and now he is fooling around. I wonder what hole he started with? Maybe I put it in my mouth? And, holding the hair, naps at full length, pushing his club as much into the throat. And then, probably, she goes ...
Nnnn-aaahhhhh !!! - George moaned, spilling sperm on his stomach. The image of Eugene, fucking his wife in his mouth, began to gradually mist, blur, retire. But the dream, on the contrary, piled on, moved on, covered with a head. Heavy day finally knocked down forces, and George fell into the bottomless embrace of Morpheus ...
* * *
Though the dream was “dead”, George immediately heard the arrival of his wife.
- It's you? - asked, including a night light.
Wife, fiddling at the door, looked into the room.
- Why are not you sleeping? Four o'clock already.
- Come to me.
Olga, having thrown off her sandals, climbed into bed right in the dress. George immediately began to cover her face with kisses.
“Wait ... well, wait a little, let me take off the dress,” the spouse fought back.
Somehow freeing her from her clothes, Georgi habitually dribbled between her legs, spreading her knees with force.
- Wait ... I have something to tell you ...
- Then, then, all later! - and he with tongue at the ready pounced with kisses on her
vulva
Shock. At first he did not even understand what it was. Instead of the usual elastic dense labia under his lips were completely softened loose formation, between which his tongue fell completely free, almost without touching the walls. Pulling away, George looked. Instead of a neat pussy with a tight slit, he saw, as they usually say, a broken hole. Well, not quite broken-up, but the fact that these lips ruffled long and hard, was noticeable to the naked eye. Olga tried to move her legs, but he again threw up their hands, continuing to look. The wife lay in front of him, covering her eyes with one hand and covering her chest with the other, and was silent. Everything was clear. And he, without saying a word, bent down and pressed his mouth to her "ragged nest." Kissing and putting her soggy slices into her mouth, wiping his tongue through the folds of completely disheveled small lips, he reached the clitoris and sucked it into himself. And then finally Olga stopped straining her hips, trying to move them, and, having completely relaxed them, she dropped them on the bed. A sigh of relief escaped from her chest, and she softened completely. Sucking on her little tubercle, twisting his tongue around from all sides, George in a minute felt the familiar touch of her palm on his nape. At first, very timidly, and then stronger and stronger, the palm began to push his head, pressing deeper and deeper into the vagina. George, having gone down a little, again attacked with a tongue a wide and bottomless sex gap, and now his nose continued to communicate with the clitoris. He felt that his wife was already sweeping him with might and main, while simultaneously pressing his hand on the back of his head, so that he literally sank in this developed pool. And even could choke - from Olga flowed like a tap. Swallowing the odorous fluid, he continued to nuzzle over the clitoris, and with his tongue along the inner walls of the vagina. My wife started to strain her muscles, but if her legs were strained as usual, then the labia lips were something out of shape. However, it did not hurt her, you see. Shortly screaming ascending, she pressed her husband's face to the crotch with all her strength, and, having suddenly stopped talking, she began to finish. A powerful jet struck George right in his mouth, and, unable to (and even the desire) to deviate, he hastily, choking, began to swallow. Already with two hands holding his head, Olya was with might and main, rubbing his vagina on his face, pressing herself hard. A minute later, when he drank it all and licked it, her hands relaxed, as she did. All the curtain.
Having settled down nearby, George kissed the mouth of his beloved spouse with his damp lips.
- I love you, my pussy! - He whispered in her ear.
- I love you too, dear! - immediately received an answer.
After giving his wife a little rest, he perched on her. Member, as he expected, entered completely without friction, almost without touching the walls of the vagina. But in this case it did not matter - the erection was iron. The consciousness that this hole today has long and hard to dig, excited better than any friction. But, by the way, he hasn’t received any verbal confirmation yet!
Continuing my rhythmic movements, I began to ask ...
- Well, well danced?
- Yes, I liked it. Was cool.
“Have you been dancing like that all night?” - George put his wife's hands behind her head, and, holding them
for a brush, as if having crucified a spouse, moved a phallus in its spacious wet hole.
- No, almost immediately after you went to the beach, go swimming.
- swim at night? Naked?
- Well, yes, I did not have panties. And he took over the company. Water is very warm
was, several times dipped.
- So how is he molested you?
- Yes a little.
- And what did you do?
- Well, cuddling there, kissing. Paw it all over me, - Olga answered in seconds
breaks between kisses that George attacked her.
- He probably stood with you with all his might, right?
- Of course. And what?
- Never mind. And how did you solve this problem? I mean his riser?
- Well, how ... I helped him with my hands ... Well, with my mouth too ...
- You sucked him?
- Yes ... First jerked off, and then sucked. And twice in a row. When he
first time in my mouth I let him down, he remained standing. I had to suck again.
At five o'clock in the morning, George woke up, probably half a hotel, with his cry. With a snarl squirting his seed into a spouse, he firmly squeezed her curved body, preventing her from even moving in his grip. Gradually, his "planting" became less and less, until, jerking the last time, he froze. Without leaving his wife, George reached out to her lips, and began to gently and gently kiss. She answered him the same.
“Tell me in more detail how you sucked him off,” asked George, kissing his wife in the mouth, into which another man had put his horseradish just a few hours ago. More recently, the tender and plump olina sponges sucked his powerful trunk, caressed his prick with his flexible tongue, tried, swallowing, to push the head of the penis deeper into the throat ...
- Almost immediately, as they came to the beach. As soon as we undressed, he immediately began to hug and kiss me. His cock almost rested against my chest, so healthy! I immediately grabbed his hand and began to masturbate. Listen, he has such a fat dick, my fingers barely converged when I wrapped my arms around him. Though I saw it during the day, what it is like when it stands, but it’s one thing to see, and another to hold in the palm of your hand. Immediately disturbing thoughts appeared - but he will not break me? Still, my pussy used to your size, and here such a monster. I think, give me a hand now I will bring it to orgasm, until I planted it. And the conscience will remain clear - you will not change. But then he puts his hands on my shoulders, and begins to push down, forcing me to kneel. I think ... well, blowjob so blowjob, it also seems not quite a betrayal. Suck, think, business familiar. Early rejoiced. His dick barely crawled, had to open his mouth with all his might. And besides, he immediately off the bat began. Still, before this, while squeezed. So I started planting me in full ... I didn’t even have time to lick the head properly, as he had already put it in my throat. And put his hands on the head, do not dodge. Well, I see, there is nothing to do, I began to try to gradually swallow, I breathe through time. Such a fat dick has never sucked, had to learn on the go.
Georgy was already moving, plunging his member still standing, even after orgasm, into his wife’s open cave. The sensations were very unusual and pleasant ... softened flesh, filled with its juices and its sperm, squished a little during frictions. But I still wanted more friction this time, moreover, George began to get tired of his hands ... he continued to hang over his wife. A minute later he brought a member out of her mid-breed, and lay down beside him. He put her hand on his firm phallus, and, clasping his palm above it, held it several times up and down, displacing the member's skin with her fingers. Then he stretched out on the bed, settling himself more comfortably, and Olya, turning on his side to make it more comfortable, was already continuing to masturbate to him on his own.
“At first it was even a bit scary,” she continued to tell, working with George between her legs. - So much he pressed on the back of my head with his hands, and pushed his dick so hard into my throat. And he did it in a big way, almost taking it out, and then immediately pushing it all the way to the eggs. Well, that did not last long, about five minutes. He suddenly became tense, groaned, the member swelled even more - although much more! - and with every swing I began to lower me straight into my throat. As I did not choke, it is not clear. I had to swallow quickly, quickly, and did not breathe until he let everything down. Only after that he loosened his grip, and allowed the member to get out of the throat. But he never took it out of his mouth, continued to push it slowly, although not so deeply. And I did not immediately realize that his erection had not disappeared anywhere, and he was still combat-ready. Immediately I decided to try and force him to pull him down again, took his dick at the base and began to suck, lick, lick. And the second hand began to massage his anus. I look, he seems to like it, and he is not in a hurry to clean it up. Well, I try even more, and with my tongue, and lips, and I work on the penis, and I try to swallow the head and the scrotum, pushing it into the throat, and, taking it almost to the end, I make small hickeys on the big forehead ... he still shoved. At first he twitched, and then he still started podmahivat! So I processed it, and behind, and in front, about twenty minutes, probably. Jaws numb terribly. Then he finished again. This time I did not have time to drink everything, and he splashed some of my sperm on my face.
Olga knew how to masturbate a man. During her story, Georgy moaned, sagging, leaning with a basin towards the movements of her hand. Feeling these movements, Olya gradually increased the pace and force of compression, and towards the end of the story she frantically jerked off, just like a sewing machine. Standing almost on the bridge, George strained harder than the muscles of his buttocks - and with his last words he threw another portion of semen onto his stomach. Olga, continuing to masturbate, exhaled him dry, and then wiped dry. The husband was blissfully lying while he was wiped. Having finished, Olga lay down beside her.
- And kiss? - asked-asked George, smiling.
- Who - you or him?
- Both.
After a second, the head of his calming member wrapped something soft and gentle, and then there was a loud sound of a kiss with a smack in the bargain. And then the wife’s tender lips sucked his mouth. And only a minute away. I mean, they left him alone.
For a while lay silently, recovering.
- Olya? - George looked his wife in the eye.
- What, honey? - in his response, honestly, he read love and tenderness.
- Will you and I be all right?
“Do not worry, everything will be fine,” she hugged him. - For me, it's just sexy
adventure, no more. And then, you can always tell me "stop".
“Yes, try to tell you now“ stop ”. You can't stop an avalanche. ” But he said something else out loud.
- While we are here, you will not hear this word from me. Do what you want, start a novel, with whom you want. I just wish that this was not happening behind my back, and that you did not forget about me. I hardly like it if you disappear for a long time.
- Do not worry, I'm not going to cheat you caress. - Turning over on his stomach, Olga perched on top of him, and stared at the stop. - And also ... I wanted to ask you ... and you yourself are going to sleep with someone here?
- And what are you against?
- How can I be against it if I myself can. Simply…
- Just you would not really like that?
- Actually, yes, not very. Maybe I'm just jealous?
- Ok, don't worry, - George pulled her to himself, - if you don't be me
"Dynamite", then I no longer need anyone. You give me eighteen times a day anyway, if I get someone else, I’ll throw off my hoof altogether. By the way, and you yourself can withstand such a regime, to communicate with two men at once?
- Yes, like nothing, okay. While it is pleasant, - it faltered. - Well, that is, I wanted to say ... - and blushed, it must be the same!
- I understand, I understand - I like it, of course. Well, do not worry, I myself like that you behave yourself so depraved. And the pleasure of your dates, I also get, more precisely, from your stories about them. By the way, did you still have something else after the blowjob?
- Yes it was. - Olga rolled off her husband back. - We bought, and then he gave me a "leasing". I laid it out right on the sand, spread my legs, and planted my own tongue on the most ... In general, I also finished two times in a row. Then again they bathed, embraced, kissed ...
- And after the beach, he took you here?
- Yes of course. Just not right away. After all, we even went to his room. Is he,
It turns out that lives in our hotel.
- And what did you do with him?
- Well, they drank a little ... Then ... In general, you yourself know everything. After all
probably felt that I have all the vagina plowed.
- So, so, from this place, please, in more detail, - George, clasping his wife, again took it upon himself, and spreading her hips, introduced the penis that had begun to strain into the sweet crevice. Grabbing Olina's buttocks with his hands, he began to uniformly and slowly push her onto the phallus. - Come on ...
“I didn’t want to change you,” Olga continued face-to-face and stomach to stomach, “but he didn’t particularly ask me, and then, he said that he just wanted to have a massage, but ... In general, I turned a few hours like a monkey, tried all the poses, finished with me three times, almost didn’t take out a member of me at all, he was tensed again five minutes after the descent.
- How do you like its size? - George tightly pressed against his wife, trying to touch her clit while moving. She, leaning on him with all her weight, also tried to push her pubis tightly against his body, seeking maximum friction.
“At first I was worried about how it fit in me, so huge.” But he did everything very carefully and gently, and indeed I was flowing. And it was interesting to me, whether he would fit in me all, entirely.
- Well, how did you get in?
- Yes, I did. At first, however, it was not very comfortable, and even painful. Unpleasant
it feels as if something is bursting at you, and rests against something inside. But this is only the first time. That is similar to anal sex ... at first it hurts, but then - a complete fly. Well, here is the same thing. At first, I was all staring at this picture ... my legs spread beneath him, and his huge club, which was evenly entering and coming out of my slits. This sight quickly brought me up, and I soon began podmahivat him. Well, and then I started to finish ...
Olga and here for all the signs was going to finish. She closed her eyes, shot down her breathing, and at times she tensed her muscles. Georgy, grabbing her hands, led them back behind her, and, gently twisting her, began to hold her hand. He placed the palm of the second hand between her buttocks, and, wetting his finger in her crotch, gently inserted it into her anus. The effect was instant. With a twitch, Olga herself planted her ass on the finger, and, opening her mouth, she breathed often-and often with moans. Despite the not very comfortable position, George tried to enter simultaneously and finger and penis, one in one hole, the other in the other. What was left to do his precious half? Just finish. What she did not fail to do soon.
Feeling the fluttering and convulsions of Olin's body, George felt during her orgasm that the “broken-down hole” became nearer because of the muscle tension. However, immediately after that, she again relaxed and expanded. From every movement of the penis, squish sounds began to resound. George understood ... his turn comes, and he increased the amplitude of his movements.
- So, when swimming, you did not dare to change me, but in your room you changed your mind?
“Actually, dear,” Olga whispered loudly right in front of his mouth, touching and moving.
his lips are hiss, - the first time he put me on the beach, right after cunnilingus. More precisely, I inserted it myself. I wanted so much that I grabbed his horseradish, put it to my softened hole, and, grabbing him by the ass, she began to sit down. We gradually moved in millimeters, I adjusted the depth of penetration myself, lifted my pelvis towards him or pressed my buttocks with my hands until I pushed the whole of his monster into myself. Well, then Zhenka himself seized the initiative, and began to fuck me as he pleases.
And rrr-aaaa, and rrrr-aaa, and still-err-time-zo-oche-ec !!! Lustfully and tastefully ending under the intimate whisper of his wife, Georgy sold out in earnest. And only a few minutes later, having completely calmed down, he suddenly came to his senses, feeling that he was already holding two of his fingers in his anus ...
- My pussy, I'm sorry. Now I have something to demolish the tower. I didn't hurt your ass? I didn’t notice how I’m fucking her with two fingers. I planted it with a complete foolishness, without thinking.
- Do not worry, everything is fine, - kissing him, said his wife, - it does not hurt me. And besides, I still need to develop it. Suddenly I decide to give Zhenka there?
- And are not you afraid that he will tear you? You and my dick barely endure, and from his big man you will climb the wall.
- Proctologists, they say, have some set of dilators, they are in turn inserted for some time, each time of increasing size, and thus stretching the muscles of the anus. That would be us here, right? - the wife, curled up, turned on one side and clung to her husband's booty. - You would expand my ass with this garbage, and then let go to Eugene.
“Well, since there is no expander, let's develop what we have,” Georgy, fooling around, began to make quite certain gestures, plopping his stomach on Olgin’s buttocks.
- Come on ... Only, dear ... I want to sleep so much! Postpone this thing until I sleep a little, okay? And you, if you want, you can fuck me sleeping, but not in the ass. Just don't be offended if I don't wake up, ok? - Olya said already in a stranded voice.
Having pressed closer to her back, Georgy hugged his wife with his hand, placing his palm on her chest, kissed the back of her neck, and whispered ... “Good morning, my little mouse! I love you!". The spouse muttered something unintelligible, almost through a dream, and almost immediately chopped off. After a minute, her uniform sleep breathing was already heard.
Waking up, George looked at his watch. The time was nearing dinner. We had to get up, but really did not want to. I wanted a completely different. His gaze focused on the erect penis, then switched to a spouse who was scattered across the bed. She was lying on her back, arms behind her head, one leg straight, the other bent at the knee and set aside. Very normal position to insert it without waking. True, a couple of hours ago, he had already introduced her to another pose. Taking hold of his dick and gradually drocha, George began to remember. Waking up from the riser, still in the same position as he had fallen asleep, on his side, he did not wake his wife, but tried to take her asleep. Olga lay with her back to him, bending her legs and exposing her bulging ass. Having settled down, George with the head of his penis gently parted her labia and gently pressed. It went like clockwork. Well, then everything was a matter of technology. Evenly and methodically pushing against his wife's ass, he rocked her, as if cradling, slowly stroking his back and buttocks with his hands. The spouse did not react in any way, continuing to sleep. Of course, such a trawler had to endure, both from her husband and her lover. True, while George “cradled her” with his dick, she seemed to wake up twice or so, because she began to moan and mumble something, but then she calmed down again. Swayed her, I guess. And for about twenty minutes Georgy fucked her in such a leisurely way, re-savoring and reliving the events of the past day and night, recalling her story about a meeting with Eugene, and presenting it all in bright colors. When Georgy, grabbing her buttocks stronger, during her orgasm she planted with all her foolishness, Olya, of course, could not help but wake up, and even postanavanyvala, reprimatized him finally. And then, responding to his “posttracking” kiss, again immediately fell asleep. However, like himself, without even removing his penis from her vagina. So they slept, joined into one, until they uncoupled, rolling out because of the heat from each other.
So what, repeat this option? Or even wake her up? George already unbearably wanted to insert, his hand walked on the hard member, shifting the skin and exposing the swollen head as much as possible. But at the same time it was a pity to wake up Olenka. She so beautifully scattered in her sleep, so sweetly snuffled in all her holes, that it seemed a crime to invade this tender sleeping beautiful body. Well, let's do it on our own. And George already consciously, with the aim of ending, continued the drochba. It was very pleasant to admire from the side the delights of the spouse, which she had so directly exposed at that moment ... On her swollen and reddish sex lips, between which there was an undisguised wet gap with non-converging edges. Yeah, if such a hefty dick, like Eugene, fuck these sponges for several hours every day, then Olgin won't crack at all. I wonder how it looks from the side - Zhenkin is a hefty dick in Olga's pussy? The spectacle is probably an unforgettable ...
So, alternating memories, fantasies, expectations, and all this against the backdrop of the kind of beloved naked wife, George brought himself to ejaculation. The last thought before the orgasm was ... "Why, she will be fucking with him today too!" Well, after this stream and overwhelmed. Lifting himself up and leaning on the elbow of one hand, with the other hand, George shot a row of unclear whitish sperm drops from his penis, hitting them on his stomach and even on his wife's chest.
Squeezing the last drop, he suddenly heard ...
- Shameless! ... You that, could not wake me, or what?
Olga from a dream stretched like a cat, looking at her husband with a smile.
“Painfully you slept sweetly,” said George, kissing her, “it was a pity to wake up.”
- What is not sorry about this? Or did I dream that you had me sleeping?
- No, not a dream. Well, once is not necessary. Now regretted, but before that - no.
“What were you thinking about when you jerked off?” - Olga slowly rubbed sperm on the chest and stomach.
- Why, I remembered your story about a date with Eugene.
- Well, how did you like it?
- Highly. I would like to hear this again, and more than once.
Smearing the sperm, Oli's hand was already ironing the pubis, gradually moving to a permanent place of residence between shameful sponges.
- To tell this, I need to meet with him regularly.
- Who bothers you, meet, - George saw his wife covered
rolled eyes. Her finger has already settled in the area of the clitoris and began its activities.
- My God, why do I always want so immediately after waking up? - Olya moaned, spreading her legs wider and rubbing her crack.
- All in your hands. Give yourself pleasure.
- Do you want to see how I will caress myself? - asked spouse
in some distant voice, all already, apparently, tuned to masturbation.
“I already did it, now it's your turn.”
Twice the wife did not have to ask. Having adopted the classic "missionary" position, with her legs spread and bent at the knees, she proceeded to the "window dressing". With her left hand, Olya caressed the nipple of her breast, stroking, pinching and twisting it, while the right one took her rightful place between her legs. The middle finger is located exactly on the pea of the “hunter”, and began well-known circular movements. Olga usually set aside the other fingers of her hand. “Well, you are right in everything aristocratic, including in masturbation,” George teased her, “You keep a cup of coffee with your little finger that the clitoris caresses.” He loved to incline her to such an action, because he was really enjoying watching those moments at her. Well, Olya especially liked making such performances for him. Under his admiring gaze, she was very pleased to masturbate, and at that time she felt much more depraved and sexy. There was, of course, a shameful moment in all this, but shame and modesty quickly retreated under the pressure of an irrepressible desire to play the role of a porn actress for her husband.
Even now, feeling his attentive gaze, Olya quickly overcame her second awkwardness, and completely gave herself to the sensations. Turning her head to the side, she closed her eyes, and only her fingers continuously touched and fingered her nipples and clit.
- Do you like it yourself? - she suddenly decided to ask.
- Nothing, normal guy, I approve. Wait, in what sense do you like it?
- In ordinary, do not be afraid, not sexually, - smiled wife, still
closing my eyes. - Simply, I wanted to ask you ... - she paused, and with a groan exhaled, - you do not want to try the three of us?
If the spouse’s eyes were open, the question could not be answered. Meaning out loud. Because there was a dumb answer. For George spoke his dick, rhythmic pushes rising to the zenith. A dream come true idiot! The wife asked for group sex!
- Of course, I want to, - holding a damned body in his hand, George gasped out (only without a moan), - and could not ask.
“And my conscience wouldn't have tortured me so much if I was fucking another before your eyes.” Besides, I don’t want to leave you alone for a long time, but suddenly you will find some ...
The wife clearly liked the group alignment, she moaned and curved, continuously working with her fingers.
- Honey, and tell me how you imagine all this. Well, our date is a threesome ...
The desire of the ladies - the law. Leaning on a pillow, George with his other hand slowly moved along the shaft of the penis, and imagined out loud ...
- We are in his room. A glass of champagne, then an intimate half-light, slow music sounds, and he invites you to dance. During the dance, you hug his neck, and he lowers his hands on your ass and strokes her. Little by little he starts to lift up the hem, and, having raised up, he starts stroking his bare skin, since you are without panties. You are already kissing with might and main, and I get up and come up behind you. Kneeling down, I move Eugene's hands aside and shove my head under your hem. I begin to kiss ass, trying to push your buttocks wide apart. Eugene at this time, holding the edge of the dress, pulls it up, and pulls it over his head. And here you stand between us completely naked, and you only have shoes. Eugene, too, kneels before you, and begins to caress your plump sex lips with her mouth. You find yourself sandwiched between us - I'm back, he is ahead. All you have to do is sit down a little and spread your knees so that Eugene will be more comfortable with penetrating the tongue into your pussy I do kiss your sweet back hole. Then I stick my tongue out and start pushing it inside you. You no longer know where to go from our tongues ... you move forward — Eugene's tongue penetrates between your lips, you move back — my tongue enters your ass. So, in two languages, we rape you until you discharge a sweet-sweet orgasm, and give us a lot of love nectar, and Eugene and I drink everything and everything, and lick all your folds ...
“Ah! ... oh! ... oh! ... oh! ... oh! ..." and so once again fifty Olga finished shortly and thinly crying out. Having stopped the story, George was admiring the intimate convulsions of his wife, not forgetting about himself. Finally, a very beautiful sight came to an end, and Olga relaxed stretched out on the bed. However, sorry, the spectacle had no end - George still could not take his eyes off his wife. Amazing!
- Mur-mur-rr! - she stretched all over. - How sweet I finished! Twice!
- Rrrrrrrr-rr !!! - it was his turn to make animal sounds. George
lashed out at her spouse, covering her whole body with endless kisses. Having licked and sucked the whole facade, he jerked it over on its belly, and did the same on the other side. Having braked at the priests, he parted the buttocks and his tongue promptly began to process the anal spot. Half a minute later he had already managed to push the tongue inwards, and now he worked in the anus as a member, quickly introducing and withdrawing. Olga howled continuously, buried in a pillow. Reaching out to the headboard, Georgy took out an intimate cream for anal sex, which had been hidden beforehand (and how!), And began working on the upcoming battlefield.
- I knew that you would want me to fuck in the ass all the same! - Olga moaned, all wriggling from the penetrating action of his fingers into some hole in her body. George, brushing also his dick standing with a stake, took hold of his wife's hips and jerked him to put her on all fours with cancer. The disposition has been determined. Second - and George (and to hell with him) went on the attack. But, although he gritted his teeth with impatience (George, not horseradish), he nevertheless entered the hole cautiously, gradually, diving deeper and deeper into small shocks. Olga, this time, almost immediately began to moan, so to speak, in an erotic sense, and not from pain. What does the right attitude mean! Well, good lubrication, of course.
- Look how easy it came this time! - Georgy commented, pushing to the end and resting his stomach on his wife's buttocks.
- You relaxed my tongue like never before! - moaned spouse. - That's why I went like clockwork!
Holding his hands firmly on the buttocks, George immediately, without swinging, began to sodomize his wife with all his might. To the accompaniment of her moans, he took out his penis almost to the end, and with a sweep sent him forward, through the tight ring of anal muscles. For greater stability, he stood on one knee, putting his other leg to the side and a little forward, and selflessly drove his war horse, planting him to the very foundation, so he constantly fought with his press on his wife's ass.
- How do you agree on today? - Georgy was drawn again to talk, - where and when were you going to meet?
“Nothing concrete, he just gave me his phone, spoke, call me at any time,” the spouse betrayed in the intervals between moans.
- Well, so call, offer to go together to yesterday's wild beach, probably will not refuse.
- What about you? - dropping on his elbows, Olya bent in the back and as much as possible sticking his ass, actively podmahivaya husband, - we will copulate there, and you leave one?
- Don't worry about me, for now I’m walking on an ordinary beach, see what and how. I promise to look at other girls but not to bother.
- The crow was promised ... - Olya lost her breath, she stopped talking, and began to sit down on the matrimonial member even more actively. The muscles of the anus tightened, tightly clasping the phallus. George saw that his wife clutched his teeth in the pillow. In order not to scream, or what?
- And on the beach, invite him to try your ass. I’ve been sort of working out for you now, I’ve gotten a little wider, let him put it in, ”George muttered feverishly, pouring his horseradish into full force in the back tunnel of his beloved woman,“ put you, like me now, with cancer, and fuck, fuck, fuck ... straight in the ass, in the ass, in the ass ...
- Aaaaaa! Oh-oh-oh! Oooo! YY YY YY! - they screamed in different ways, at the same time ending. Sperm splashed into the rectum, muscle contracted convulsively, breath took hold and the heart sank. Nice damn it.
On that and decided. Olga immediately after having freed her anus from a foreign object belonging to her husband, called Eugene, and made a few words about the beach. And immediately after lunch, having gathered at a sprint speed, smacked her husband and flew away. However ... No, George was not opposed to having sex with another, he himself suggested, but, how to put it more mildly, I thought that the wife would resist longer. Yeah, on the lasso to the other peasant, she clearly didn’t have to carry her.
The time before dinner, when she promised to return, was in bulk, but Eugene used it obviously ineptly. Although he promised his wife, being in her, not to meet others, so little did he promise her! But nothing happened, despite his attempts to do something. There were a lot of people on the beach, pretty and lonely too, but all the time something was disturbing the continuation of the acquaintance. I spent a whole hour on one hour, and so it rolled up to her, and that way, the nightingale poured in, showed the upper class, and, most importantly, saw what she liked — but then her husband came with the child, and rewarded her with such a look that it became clear that this will share. The greedy one word. The second kind of impenetrable turned out to be ... all his attempts to schedule a date, to find out the telephone number, to make a massage were politely but firmly rejected. Although to communicate with a smart man, she was clearly not opposed. Thank you, but George was planning to fuck, not a conversation. Apologized, and rolled away. And only the third immediately went to the contact, was not against his lustful little hands, when he allegedly insured her in the waves, she said where she lived, in general, was stuffed for a date. But she was laughing. More precisely, gaggled. For any of his joke or non-joke. “Gee-gee-gee! Gee-gee-gee! Gee-gee-gee! ”, In ascending order. Well, just horse laughter! And after all the girl was nice, but you will hear her - and everything falls. In the end, right in the middle of her regular roulade, George got up, took his clothes and left. Without a word. Leaving the girl in complete misunderstanding.
Already on my way to the hotel, I realized that there was another reason for today's breakup ... Olga. There was always some discomfort from the fact that she was now with another and surely fucked him. And at times, frankly, jealousy swirled. Mostly from the fact that she is so fast to her Zhenya rushed. If only out of courtesy, not in such a hurry or something.
In the room, lying in bed, George tried to calm down. Well, what is it that the wife is now with another?
Yes, it often happens in families, and nothing, live on. But the vile little thought got out right away ... most of the betrayals to their husbands are unknown, or they only guess about it. And here you not only know for sure, but everything happened with his own submission! But, on the other hand, what to hide - all this wildly excited him, and he received such pleasure as he never remembered. And now, despite the jealous thoughts, George could hardly keep himself from not starting to masturbate, imagining what Olga is doing there with Eugene. Squeezing the overstrained member with his hand, he firmly decided not to stop alone, but to wait for his wife, and tried not to imagine how Eugene kisses his wife, faws over all the intimate places, how he forces him to take in his mouth, how he takes it in one pose, in another in the third ... As Olin descends and splashes all his face with his sperm ... In the end, spitting on temperance, George cruelly jerked off. Well, if you really want, then you can.
But he wasn’t given the sound of the opening door. George abruptly turned over on his stomach, hiding his riser, and pretended to be asleep. After a second it came ... what a nonsense - sleep at seven in the evening! Okay, we do not sleep, we do not sleep. We are waiting for you. And worry, by the way.
“Hello,” my wife stood at the door, looking at him. Her face was ... What can I say - her face was contented and happy beyond measure. She constantly smiled, not even trying to hold back, her eyes shone, her cheeks were burning, and so on. Jumping up, George without words put her in his arms. Kissing her pink cheeks, put her in bed. Quickly breaking a weak resistance, he pulled the dress off, pushed him onto his back, parted his hips and pressed his mouth to the source of pleasure.
It was like last time in the morning. A broken hole, softened sponges, a broken vulva. And the tongue flew inside again, "like a sparrow in a barn." But now Olga relaxed almost immediately, and lay, giving herself to the oral sex of her husband and taking them for granted after her meeting with Eugene. It was their family habit to do cunnilingus after their intercourse with her lover. My husband liked to lick her broken-down nest, seeing in front of her nose the results of the horseradish work of her lover, my wife liked, perhaps, the alternation of her lover's member and her husband's tongue. Everyone is happy, everything is good. All the rest does not matter.
Wife flowed, then finished. Putting her husband into the mouth, not allowing him to deviate from the slashing jet, he again held him by the back of his head, forcing him to drink himself, so sweet and juicy. After all, with all his face — nose, lips, mouth — in his wet vulva, she finally let go of her husband's hair, and let him lie down beside her.
“Olenka, honey, I love you very much,” he whispered in her ear.
- I know, love. I love you too.
Now she crawled from top to bottom with kisses. The face, chest, abdomen (with navel), pubis, inner thigh, spread to the scrotum. Finally, her lips touched him, the third participant in their bedding. Covering kisses from end to root, treating with tongue, folding scarlet lips with a bow and pressing the member's purple head on them so that they diverged with an effort, passing it into her mouth, Olya gradually unfolded on the bed until she was in the sixty-nine position . In the end, seizing his wife's ass, George piled her on himself and sank his mouth into the softened flesh of his beloved wife. It was very nice to feel the heaviness of her body, to feel her phallus in her mouth, as she sucks him and rolls from one cheek to another, and sorts through his eggs with her hand. And it was no less pleasant to squeeze, knead and push her buttocks with her hands, and travel with tongue and lips from the clitoris, through the depraved wide slit, through the crotch, to the brown little hole. Still small. So, Eugene has not been there? Okay, we'll figure it out. And yet - another aspirated in the crotch area. Still, how close these holes are from each other! "Opa, opa, fused pussy and ass!".
And so they presented each other with oral pleasure until nature commanded them ... “Start!”. More precisely ... "Finish!". And more precisely ... "Descent!". The first sailed George, feeling that his cock is sinking into the close throat of his wife. So his descent went straight into the esophagus, bypassing his mouth. Had to moo right in the vagina of his wife. It seemed or not, but he heard something like an echo. Still continuing to suck the last drops, the spouse, too, moaned, took the penis out of her mouth, and the room sounded with her oops, sighs, moans. Gradually, convulsive jerking began to subside, and finally she exhaustedly stretched out on her husband.
So they lay, burying their noses between their legs to each other, jack, coming to their senses.
- Well, my pussy, tell me how you sunbathed? - George turned to the softened pussy, and kissed her on the clit.
- Are you talking with anyone - with me or with her? - the wife moved her hips.
- With both of you. I feel you both behaved like bad girls today. By the way -
Georgy pulled Olya's buttocks apart and kissed the spot of the anus, - and how did your ass behave? Something I do not see that she was you stretched. Have you not tried to insert here?
- Tried it once, but not very well. - The spouse, having stretched back a hand, touched the hole with her finger. - It seems that he processed me with his tongue, and the cream exhausted the floor of the tube, and I relaxed normally, but as soon as he began to enter his herische, I literally howled in pain. At first she was still trying to keep from screaming, she shoved a towel into her mouth. But he pressed and crushed, and I could not stand it, I screamed out loud, begging me to stop. Well, he stopped, although, as he later said, he had already entered up to half. When I pulled my joint back out, everything was on fire with me. Maybe it was necessary to try in a different position, for example, lying down, otherwise I was standing in a normal cancer. But, interestingly, after a minute everything was gone, and the hole was already closed, I checked it with my finger, and Eugene also looked. And, even more interesting, I wanted to try again. But he already fucked me in the usual hole in the vagina, and I decided - then we will repeat. Well, and then it spun, and somehow everything let it into another hole. He went there without problems, and more than once. By the way, dear spouse, your dick gets up again. Still, how he likes stories where your wife is fucked by another!
- And he likes, and I, and you, too, - deep in his nose in a deep, raw cleft, George nasal. - Nice you plowed up here. How many times did he finish here?
- Four times. Well, yes, two times before trying in the ass, and two after.
- Tell me more in detail from the very beginning.
- If from the very beginning, he started pestering him in a minibus. I'm a little bit with
shame is not dead. We were driving in the front seats, and he, right under the chauffeur, launched my hand under the hem, and no matter how I tried to squeeze my legs, I still managed to sneak my fingers between my thighs, and the floor of the road jerked off my clitoris. The dress rode up almost to the waist, the driver stared more at my thighs than on the road, and Yevgeny sits to himself with a deadpan look, as if it should be so. As I did not finish, I do not understand. But a puddle from me, probably, has flowed a decent one, I don’t know what the driver did with it then. Well, we, as we got out of the minibus, were braked near the first bush. Eugene just knelt in front of me, threw the hem of the dress over his head, and with his tongue for two or three minutes brought me to orgasm. I went to the beach, with raw thighs, not even wiping myself.
Everything. The situation on the submarine required urgent immersion. George turned his wife a hundred and eighty degrees, carefully laid on himself, spread her hips and plunged his torpedo into her torpedo tube. Now he was ready for battle.
- Farther!
- Then he threw the trick at all. While walking across the beach, again, like yesterday,
seen enough debauchery. I counted four pairs, which, with the full people copulated. As they approached the old place, I thought he would immediately fuck me, but he dragged me to bathe right away, even though he was standing with all his might. Well, I think, we buy first. The girl is naive. He stops me at the very water and in front of the whole beach embraces, starts kissing, and then presses on my shoulders, forcing me to kneel in front of him. I did not have time to come to my senses, as he had already inserted into my mouth and with might and main fucked, holding my hand to the back of the head. And he specially turned so that the audience could see everything well. I, in my opinion, had a clouding of reason, I just turned into some kind of lustful bitch, with such pleasure I sucked him. She knew that the whole beach was looking at us, and this was even more encouraging. I masturbated with my hand, do not hesitate to do anything, and when he groaned and began to lower into my mouth, I also finished. And then suddenly there was applause! Imagine a picture ... I get up from my knees, licking the remnants of his sperm from my lips, I myself still twitch from the last convulsions, my legs are flowing - and around there is an enthusiastic whistle, a hoot, and popping! And this clown still bowed. Horror. But nice.
- Next ... Next ... Next! (What has this tent, it is generally incomprehensible).
- And then we swam, sunbathed, littered, and he fucked me, fucked, fucked ... In all
poses in all angles. Most of all I liked the end when he got tired and asked me to sit on top myself. It was so great to ride on him, like on a mustang, spin like on a spit, sit down, as if on a skewer ... And the impression that his horseradish rested right under his breath, as much as his breath caught! I was right all over. So only his ass today I did not otebal.
- Come on, let's get her here! - George, stopping to hammer his wife's vagina, decided to change his position. Getting out from under his wife, he took hold of her thighs from behind, jerked him to put his wife on her knees, in a standard position for anal sex. The cream, of course, was close at hand, quickly lost, and - op-pa! My wife didn't even gasp. Really learned to relax. And - right off the bat, at the same pace, without stopping, forward to the victory of communism!
“Dear, do you mind if I visit him again tonight?” - thin vskulivaya and podmahivaya elastic ass, asked Olga. - So you want to finish the job with my ass. I just feel that this time everything will turn out ...
- By-lu-chit-Xia, By lu-chit-Xia, yes, yes, no-no, no, not-tiv, and-di, and-di, - driving each syllable into each dick into a sweet hole wife, asserted George. And here ... Under the mournful whine, his wife's reciprocating movements led to an unexpected finale.
- Fuck, be it in the mouth and asshole !!! - ending with his wife in the anus, George suddenly shouted in a loud voice. No, well, it's nice, of course, and even very, to feel how your cock is tightly and tightly wrapped around the muscles of the anus, but why should you yell? By inertia, continuing to twitch Olga in the ass, George did not immediately understand why she, too, is all twitching. I understood only when I heard her laughing through the pillow. Yes, merry situation. George himself, however, only had enough strength to smile, so his wife had to laugh alone.
- Wow! - only could she squeeze out of herself through laughter. - Still heard!
- Yes, and to hell with them, you think, - already smoothly and slowly moving the member in
ass wife, said George, let them envy, not outraged.
How I did not want to leave my dear and beloved body! George spent another five minutes delaying this moment, massaging his wife’s buttocks and feeling how she strained her sphincter muscles from time to time, squeezing the shaft of his penis. All good things come to an end. And in this case, too — a tired and contented end appeared from the hole, and millions of spermatozoids flowed out from there, deceived and displeased, they were injected into the wrong hole. Well, you can't please everyone.
Olga flew away in half an hour after washing her ass. Eugene by phone invited her to a restaurant. George also decided to go to unwind. He sat in a bar, went to a disco, even danced a little, including with a girl - but something did not bother to develop relations with her further. This feeling of discomfort, as during the day, from the fact that his wife was with another, George no longer felt, felt much calmer and more confident. Experience, understand. Or maybe just fatigue affects. Fucked, as they say, into the board. In two days, I finished as many times as I sometimes did in a month. It's also amazing how the matrimony stands! Her two still fuck and fuck in full. And she even henna. It seems that the more they have her, the more she has the strength. Look how flew to his little wife! As on the wings!
Back in the end in the room, he decided not to wait for his wife, and fell asleep. Already through a dream I heard the phone.
- Yes?
“Honey, it's me, I'm calling from Zhenya! ... Are you still awake?” - Olya's voice was prohibitive
tender and feminine.
- No, of course I do not sleep, dear. Are you all right? - George's hand grabbed the rapidly straining member.
- Yes, everything is fine, thank you ... You do not want to hear what we are doing now? - in the tube I heard the uneven breathing of the spouse, and not only her.
- I want, and very much so.
- You know, I am now standing with cancer, and his dick is in my ass !! ... He still inserted
me, and already five minutes fuck! Feelings are fantastic! I'll probably finish it now! Do you want to listen? ...
- Yes, yes, in any case do not disconnect !!! - forgetting, again George almost cried out in full voice. His erect penis was subjected to a massive palm attack with a frequency of at least two hundred and fifty movements per minute, and his ear caught the slightest sound from the handset.
And in the tube, the sound effect was in full swing. Olgin, such familiar moans were heard continuously, alternating with thin cries, short ahs and oops, her remarks ... "Oh, oh, how he ambushed-and-il! ...", or, "Oh-oh, my poor ass-and! ... ", and the like. From Eugene you could hear only rhythmic and powerful breathing. The dude was obviously busy in a responsible and important business, so he didn’t talk too much, only occasionally made muffled sounds. But the time came, and he made quite a clear and loud sound - “Aaaaaaa !!!”. Beautiful baritone. By this time, George fell into complete prostration, and no longer understood where he was - in real life or in some computer game. The brightest video images of Zhenya pumping his wife in the ass, images in colorful, full-color and detailed, heated by very eloquent sounds coming from the tube, were spinning in my head. The cry of the ending Eugene caused a whole explosion of new "funny" pictures in George's brain, and a strange feeling of unreality of what is happening. It seemed as if he was in some kind of virtual space, and right before his eyes a virtual drawn man was planting his dick in the virtual ass Olga. And it was no longer clear where the cries came from ... whether from a pipe or from this unreal couple; or was he shouting himself? No, he just groaned loudly, George realized, recovering himself. Not holding back, he continued to groan and further, throwing a portion of himself after a portion of the life-giving liquid on his stomach. Spread out on the bed, he struggled to squeeze his twitching penis in one hand and the telephone receiver in the other. But if a member was accustomed to such overloads, and nothing threatened him except pleasure, then the handset could crack at any moment. Surely she crossed herself when at last Georgii exhaled the last drops of himself and relaxed with a sigh.
- Honey, my dear ... Honey, where are you? - he heard his wife's quiet babbling from the tube.
- I'm here, darling. Are you okay
- All perfectly. We both finished here, and you?
- I, too. It was great, just fantastic. Okay, I will not bother you, go on.
Troubled you night. I kiss you in your ass fucked. Kiss and love. Until.
- Bye sweet.
Short beeps. Favorite remained somewhere there, impaled by his beautiful ass on a hefty shaft of a handsome lover. And her husband, having adjusted his impressive horns on his teme, fell asleep. Five minutes later, he had already fallen asleep, without any color images and pictures there.
Olga came at six in the morning. Removing her dress, George threw his wife on the bed. He was already in the habit of joining his wife to stick her nose between her legs. And now the check once again showed - everything is in order, the cunt is smashed properly. But today, George wanted to check another hole. Licking the labia, he gradually descended to the anus, lifting his wife's legs higher. However, he didn’t see and didn’t feel much change.
- So he like you, fucked in the ass, or not? - asked, studying the back hole of his wife.
- More like fucked. During the night I let him down three times, twisting my ass under his kisses,
answered wife. - What are you asking?
- Yes, something with the mind it is not very developed.
- I just have stronger muscles behind my back, so the hole quickly tightens. Need to
will be the front and so train. You will take me every new time as a girl. - Saying this, she was already rubbing her clit, and her husband was pushing her tongue into the anus.
“We still have to check,” Gregory, having stopped anal-lingual intercourse, pulled his wife's legs even higher, put a member to the anus, and pressed. Without any, except for his saliva, lubrication. And entered without problems. Olga, who was lying on her back, had to lift her legs almost behind her ears, but she lay quite calmly, only groaned weakly at the moment of penetration, but clearly not from pain.
- Doesn't it hurt you? - holding his wife by the thighs, George rhythmically moved his penis in her anus.
- It does not hurt at all. Still, he expanded me great there.
- But still your ass will be narrower than the vagina.
- Well, then fuck me more often in the ass, but not in the pussy! Especially since I seem to
becoming anal nymphomaniac! I now constantly want me to fuck in the ass! However, as in other holes! - groaned Olya.
As always, this is a combination of mat and plaintive moans - it has even more spurred it. Having thrown Olya's long slender legs on his shoulders, George took his hands on her chest, and already sharply, without fear, drove his pivot between his wife's round buttocks.
- So you ... that is, you ... just in the ass, or something, this time fucked, right? He asked with a gasp and pause.
- Why, not only ... For the full program. In general, I even sucked him in a restaurant for the first time. He was torturing his stand there, and no matter how I tried to persuade him, I dragged me to the men's room, to the stall, put me on the toilet, unzipped my fly, and I vdul the whole length of my mouth, and even more! Imagine a picture ... Madame is sitting in an evening dress on the toilet, in front of her is a man with his pants down, and she sucks at him with a smacking of lips! In the neighboring booths who came, while I sucked him, so everyone, of course, heard perfectly. And he still moaned so loudly when he began to lower ...
“And who is louder?” - George already groaned with might and main, ending. Do not finish here, under such a story, and besides, Olga, while she was speaking, simultaneously squeezed and relaxed the anal muscles rhythmically. She continued to do it and after George stopped twitching. And after a minute, George, still not leaving her, realized that he could go on.
- Listen, I have an erection left, what to do?
- Stupid question. Ebi me further. - Olga still continued anal-muscular
gymnastics. - Only I want cancer now. Can we roll over without disengaging?
Bringing together his wife's knees and pulling them to her stomach, George gently turned his spouse to one side. His member during this operation scrolled in the anus of Olga, not going outside. To the accompaniment of her passionate moans, he turned her a little more, and when she was already lying upside down, all that remained was to put her on all fours. Which he did, still staying inside his lover.
“It was the same with Zhenka tonight,” already standing on her elbows and knees, raising her ass above her head and actively waving her, said his wife. - He is the first time when he finished in the ass, he did not come out of me right away, but stayed, well, and continued to move slowly.I waited, when he will become soft, and he is still the same. And I did not have time to come to my senses when he started anew in a minute or two. And until he finished the second time, he did not come out of the ass. So I'm with you two times in a row-not-taking-thrashed-in-the-ass.
“You see how peasants like your ass,” as much as possible with his hands stretching his wife’s buttocks to the sides, George was admiring a picture called ... “Perverted intercourse.” Although what's perverted, it is not clear. Well, you will think, the hole is not intended for this business. What does not mean for this business? If a woman has holes, they should be multifunctional and universal! - Have you ever slept, or so all night and fucked?
- Slept a few hours. And then I woke up, I think I should go, Zhenka sleeps,
My ass still hurts a little, well, I think I'll leave in English without saying goodbye. I decided to finally kiss him in one place. I fold the sheet, and he stands in all its glory! Right in a dream! Well, of course, I immediately wanted to take it in my mouth. While she was sucking, Zhenya woke up, reached out again to my ass, but I didn’t give him any more. Just sat on top of him, took his big man in his hand, and sent herself into the vagina. Little by little she began to move, dropping down, rising deeper, letting his cock into itself. And on such a platoon it was already that she had finished the first time without even having planted it all the way. When I came to my senses after orgasm, the member was already completely inside of me. I, of course, still wanted to, so I continued to ride on. While sitting on his horseradish, I imagined how you take me in the ass at this time, and in me two members move at once. In general, before Eugene was discharged, I finished two more times ...
Olga was already leaning not even on her elbows, but on her chest, buried her face in a pillow and raising her lovely ass in the zenith. Her voice became choked, then stopped, and she turned to a moan. The anal muscles were already contracting unconsciously - the girl had finished. Well after all a woman to be - fuck you, and you get high. The whole body is a solid erogenous zone, and orgasms, they say, are stronger and brighter than men. It will be necessary in the next life to be born a woman.
George did not long after that tortured his spouse, and soon caught up with her. Once again, frightened by his neighbors yelling, rolled his eyes and - discharged into Olya's elastic ass. Then, while the residual erection persisted, I moved a little, without taking it out, and thinking - and maybe, for the third time in a row, zabatsat? But it was bravado. Five minutes later, the couple, hugging, already slept soundly.
Before lunch, George had already had time to walk around the city, and go to the beach, and take a swim. I just didn’t have time to strum girls. Okay, this will have time.
Returning to the hotel, he saw his wife still sleeping. Yes, the girl on the eve got into trouble. When I woke up a few hours ago, I decided to take pity on her and not wake up for the performance of my marital debt. But now the pity is over. Throwing off his clothes, George lay down and pressed himself against the warm naked body of his beloved mate, hugging and caressing all her bulges and camber. And after a few minutes, he got his way - at first, the spouse sluggishly and withdrawing, in the end, too, embraced him. Laying himself and her face to face with each other, George threw her leg over his belt and in several attempts introduced where his erect element should be. And now, slowly, little by little, a maximum of tenderness and affection, kisses, including French, and her hand on her ass, and a finger so on our sweet hole, and massage right outside, not going deep yet ... Good posture, some kind of confidential, or something, and very gentle. No one dominates anyone, no one oppresses. Both are on their side, and can move quietly, caressing each other freely. Full equality. And it is convenient to talk.
“I talked to Yevgeny yesterday to meet you,” Olya babbled in a sleepy voice, pressing her whole body (still lukewarm!) To her husband, and leaning with a basin towards his movements. “Otherwise, it is already becoming ill — I am with him for the third day, and you all are not acquainted.” Maybe the beach today all three and go? How are you?
- I am for it. And with his hands, and with his legs, and with the rest of the members too, - speeding up before his eyes, George answered. - Let's go to the old place?
- Of course. Not to go to the family beach, - Olga suddenly burst out, and shook in a fit of laughter. The shuddering body of his wife provoked a stormy surge of adrenaline from George, and while she could not (could?) Calm down, laughed, trembling and trembling in his hands, he powerfully rammed her vagina with his iron member, wrapping a spouse in steel arms.
Call On a mobile phone. Wives. Olga, turning over on her back and dragging her husband to herself, reached for her purse behind the phone. Throwing her hands behind her head and beautifully curved, she fumbled for her, unzipped the zipper and took out the receiver. George watched all this, literally devouring his eyes every slightest movement, every turn and twist of this amazing body. I watched and drove my phallus into her wet cave, drove and watched, and drove again, and again, and again ... Reaching for the phone, Olga somehow started to touch her husband’s vaginal muscles in a new way, from a different angle, or something. Left in an extended and slightly twisted position, her head thrown back, almost bringing (?) Her off the bed, Olga pressed the answer button ...
- Yes Dear (!?). Yes, already woke up. Well, go to the beach? As agreed? Yes, I told him he did not mind, but only for. Good, honey. Yes Dear. Kisses, dear. And I love you there too. Of course, my mouth missed your boy, and my pussy and ass. Zhenya, I really want to suck you, and then you fuck me in all holes, and you fill them all with your sperm ...
When your wife talks on the phone with these words with her lover, and you fuck her at this time, it is very exciting. I would even say, brutalizes. The tower is completely demolished. Falling on the body wriggling Olin, George, with his lips pressed into her neck, tried in this way to stifle a groan and a growl escaping from his throat. It turned out not very. Sperm, pushing through a narrow urethra, affected so many nerve endings that there was no way to keep these same nerves in check. Euphoria beat straight from the penis, and in the brain, in the brain! Yyyyy, what the hell!
Raising his head slightly, George looked into his wife's face. Satisfied, she smiled, still holding the receiver at her ear. Georgy began to slow down his frictions, completely splashing out all the sperm, but at that time Olga tensed, breathed more often, deeper and more rhythmically, threw herself back even harder, and uttered ...
- Do not stop!…
It was necessary for the husband, as a true gentleman, to find additional forces in his body, and, by an effort of will, trying to leave the member in a tense state, continue to love his beloved spouse. It was hard for George at that moment, and Olga did not immediately succeed in ending. But he courageously endured to the end with his end, and the reward was Olya's expression after an orgasm - completely relaxed, happy and contented, with a soft-soft half-smile. Just like Mona Lisa.
- So you turned off the phone or not when I finished? - George asked later, wallowing and resting after such stress.
- Of course not. He was on all the time, so everything was audible. And then, after you yelled at his orgasm, Eugene continued talking to me. Do you think that I didn’t pick up the phone from my ear? Yes, he began to tell me how he blows me on the beach today for the most tomatoes, in such and such a pose, in such and such a hole, and so on. And told mostly obscenities. So I wanted you to not stop, although I knew that it would be difficult for you to continue immediately after discharge. But I so wanted to finish with you two ... I am dissolute to you, right?
- Yes very. But for this, I love you and - a kiss on the lips, long, gentle, sensual, summed up the sexual battle. Yeah, about "A kiss?" You can never forget.
The meeting of her husband with the deputy went surprisingly smoothly. On the way to the beach, George did not get tired to be surprised at the calmness and confidence of Eugene. On the other hand, no rudeness, too, did not overlook. They simply approached each other in the lobby of the hotel, and under Olga’s attentive gaze shook hands ... “Eugene”, “George”. In five minutes, all three were already laughing at some joke. Acquaintance took place.
However, despite the correctness and respect for George, Eugene did not hesitate to openly stare at Olga. She didn’t try to hide at all that she liked it very much, and she literally melted under his gaze ... her eyes sparkle, her cheeks flush, the priest spinning. Constantly and loudly she laughed, took all sorts of seductive poses, indulged, frankly squinted at an impressive mound on Yevgeny's trousers. George, too, actually stood. Yes, and how can you not stand male flesh, when Olga through the dress everything shines through, and it is clear that she doesn’t smell like a coward or a bra!
The conversations, however, even though they were on fairly frivolous topics (especially jokes), have not yet shifted to the topic of their sexual, threefold relationships. And in general, all three were far enough apart from each other, except that when leaving the minibus Eugene gave Olga a hand. Therefore, when George arrived at the beach, it was interesting how they would behave when their husband was alive.
Having once again passed through the entire naked beach under the views of the naturals nudists, they found themselves in the same place, slightly out of place, behind the bushes. Olga was the easiest thing ... after a few seconds, having thrown off her sandals, she was spreading her legs and squirming seductively, slowly removing the dress over her head. Even very slowly. Both George and Eugene literally froze, looking at the opening spectacle. Strip up from bottom to top - at first there appeared puffy sex lips with a convex pubis, all naked and clean-shaven, then a tummy with a navel, then a tetech with protruding papillae, then ... In general, continuous wrinkles. And finally, the neck, face, hair, a little disheveled. So, it is necessary to correct a little ... Olya, holding her hands high, straightened her hair.
- Well, how long will you hang around in clothes on a nudist beach? Shame on you? - she laughed. George woke up from a small trance, which fell during such a presentation. Eugene also had a somewhat dumbfounded look.
. Bad business is not tricky. After freeing the erect member from swimming trunks, George turned towards Eugene. Of course, he also sticking out with might and main. N-yes, the unit is impressive. There was a small pause, during which everyone was staring at each other. After a second hitch Olga suggested ...
- Well, let's go swimming?
“Uh, no, wait a minute,” said George in a hoarse voice, and took a step into her
the side. “You can see for yourself the way we are with Eugene.” So come on, help us take a decent look.
- This is how is it? - type did not understand her husband, smiling shyly.
- And this is how, - nodding Yevgeny invitingly, George came close to
wife and put her hand on your dick. On the other hand, Eugene appeared, and the other hand of Olgin, without prompting, seized on his protruding phallus. After holding for a few seconds just like that, without moving, Olga squeezed both members more firmly several times and began to gradually shift her palms, shifting the foreskin and exposing the heads of the phalluses as much as possible. Tightly covering solid trunks, she moved her hands up and down. The spectacle was fascinating - all three could not take their eyes off of this ... two gentle female hands with long, manicured fingers jerking two male units. One is bigger, the other is smaller. Yes, Zhenkin is five centimeters at least longer, and obviously much thicker, George thought, Olga even didn’t seem to have converged fingers when she grabbed his horseradish; the head of the penis itself has bulged impressively, and a drop of grease has already leaked from the hole. Well, Olga, noticing anything around, looked down at the work of her hands, attentive and even a bit strict. Although no, what is the severity in the nude ...
Encouraging Eugene to take further action, George raised his hand and gently touched his wife's chest. Gently and gently swiping along its bottom, I moved to the top, then to the side, trying not to touch the protruding nipple. Having walked around and around, just hooked the edge of the nipple, then again and again, already walked with the whole palm, and finally with two fingers lightly, but tightly holding, squeezed and twisted it a little. Olga twitched, as if hit by a current, breathing stopped, and the movements with her hands immediately accelerated.
Eugene with the other breast also performed similar operations, and Olga was flush with might, giving her nipples to the sensitive fingers of her men, and already rolled her eyes. Giving another hand to the back of her head, George touched her lips with his own. Slowly, gently kissing her several times, he turned her head toward Eugene, and he immediately occupied Olga's mouth, and with his free hand began to stroke her buttocks. While continuing to caress his wife's chest with one hand, and stroking her hair with the other, Georgy admired the sight of French kisses exchanged between his spouse and her lover. Their tongues crawled from mouth to mouth, colliding and pushing at each other. A minute later, however, Eugene was already looking at the same in the marital performance. So, alternating between her husband and her lover in kisses, Olga did not stop jerking off both of them at once, their hands gradually moved down her body lower and lower, and now they were shaking her below the belt, trying to climb deeper between the elastic hemispheres of the buttocks on the one hand, and between wet labia on the other.
Waiting for his turn to kiss, George did not kiss her spouse, but, putting his hands on her shoulders, pressed down, forcing her to kneel. Caught nose to nose with his dick, my wife understood everything correctly, and immediately swallowed the trunk almost to the end. With difficulty restraining himself, so that he could not immediately pour out, George laid his hand on the back of her head and began to put her mouth on his penis. Olga's other hand continued to jerk a member of Eugene, standing (or standing?) Next. A minute later, after freeing his wife's mouth from his phallus, George, while continuing to hold her hair at the back of his head, slightly turned her head and poked his nose in horseradish-healthy Eugene. It was already interesting - how is she so impressive, sucked? Olga had to open her mouth quite widely, and, holding Eugene's horseradish at the base, slowly swallowed it, straining directly like a python on its victim. Georgy just wondered, looking like his wife, moving her head back and forth, more and more immerses Evgeny's dick into her mouth. I wonder how she handles the gag reflex? In the end, to swallow it all, Olga had to connect the throat. Slightly moving away, George saw his wife's neck swelling, passing a foreign body into the esophagus. Eugene's hand was already lying on the back of Olga's head, and he tried to press harder when moving the phallus forward to her glands.
Then they gave her a few seconds to catch her breath, and drove the second time. Inserting a member this time, George realized that he was about to finish. And Olga obviously wanted this, because she sucked very actively, one might say, fiercely. In addition, the size of her husband's member allowed her to perform much more active sucking-fucking movements with her mouth, and she tried her best. And when, after pushing the head of the penis into the throat, she began to make swallowing movements, George could not resist and lowered. Straining his buttocks with all his might, he firmly held Olga by the back of his head, not letting her phallus out of her throat, and pouring her straight into the esophagus. As she did not suffocate, it is not clear. Maybe ass learned to breathe?
Completely devastated, George pulled out his penis, covered in saliva and drips of semen, into the fresh air. At that moment, he almost sympathized with Olga, who now had to swallow such a monster as Eugene's hell. Taking a few steps back, he stopped and began to look. But everything was not so scary. Yevgeny did not long torment his spouse, and even, pitying her, he did not fully implant himself on his horseradish. But without a throat and here, of course, not done. Especially when Yevgeny, throwing his head back and snarling, began to stop, and with his hands, of course, he tried at that moment to implant Olgin's head deeper into dick. But everything worked out - she did not choke and coughed, but conscientiously swallowed all of his discharge, and finally sucked at the end of it. Raising from his knees, Eugene kissed Olga in the wet lips. Coming up, George, too, sucked her plump mouth, feeling the taste of sperm, whether it is his, or Eugene - hard to say.
Then they naked proudly marched across the beach all together ... Olga in the middle, men at the edges. Like escorts. Or bodyguards. With arms at the ready between the legs.
Already at sea, holding Olga between their bodies, George and Eugene in four hands completely hurt her. Wrapping both of them by the neck, she simply hung on them, spreading her legs, and allowing their fingers to walk in all the intimate crevices of her body. And it lasted for quite some time. Having experienced another orgasm, she went limp in their hands, but as soon as they tried to pull her fingers out of her, she immediately began to move again, and only one word whispered ...
- Still! In the end, Eugene turned her face to himself, and planted on his protruding fighter-young man. George was a bit out of work, but then he took part in the action, inserting his wife into the anus, first with one and then two fingers. So she skipped, sitting down with two of her holes at once - with the vagina on Eugene's dick, and her ass on the hand of her husband. The people splashing nearby, almost applauded.
Long or short, but finally the moment came when Eugene, shouting something like ... “Banzai!”, Began to finish. Once again having experienced an orgasm, now with him, Olga finally subsided. And only George remained dissatisfied. However, he decided not to chase the young Eugene, and stretch the pleasure.
We swam, sunbathed, smeared each other with cream, played cards for dressing ... In general, we were fooling around in full. And, of course, excited. Having sat on Eugene on horseback, Olga put his erect penis to her stomach and nodded to her husband ... look, they say, in fact, she gets it all the way to her navel. I wonder how he fits inside it?
This time, Olga, standing up with cancer, sucked her husband, and Eugene entered her from behind. Having gotten to pieces with a vengeance, Evgeny, planting all his horseradish to her until it stops, pushed her forward, and Olga during each push swallowed a member of George.
It was perfectly clear to George how a hefty Zhenkina baton entered the intimate depths of his wife's tender body, and he could not withstand this spectacle for a long time - he finished right in the beautiful mouth of her. But even after that, the erection was preserved, and Olga continued to suck, not freeing her mouth.
Then they decided to change the position. Eugene lay back, and Olga sat astride him, his back to his face. Getting up on her knees, she took his fat cock in his hand and sent it between the labia. Georgy, sitting very close, could see how literally thirty inches in front of his face a hefty aggregate of another man, pushing and stretching everything in his path, entered his wife. Before he could enter in half, as Olga, screaming feverishly, she began to crawl, even more deeply settling down on Eugene. George wanted to insert it into her mouth, but seeing this, he decided to look at them from the side. Taking a dick in his hand, he began to jerk off, looking as his wife jumps with an amplitude of at least twenty centimeters on a thick rod right in front of his nose. Already several times the convulsion of an orgasm pushed her hips, and Eugene kept on holding, and Olga was again forced to begin her jumps. But Eugene held on, but George again could not stand it. Yet the sight of how your wife copulates with another man is something! A groan turning into a growl, a growl that turns into a cry - and he, furiously masturbating, threw out his sperm directly on Olga's chest and stomach. She, having opened her eyes to these sounds, and having looked at how her husband was finishing, covered them again, even for a second, without stopping her movement.
A few minutes later, slowly unceasing his so-to-end and not calming member, George watched as Eugene finished - with screaming and throwing up his pelvis, so Olga almost flew off his damn thing. But it was kept, and when his love convulsions subsided, then, without taking out his exhausted member, he laid back on him. Throwing back her hands, she turned her head and began to kiss him, and he responded to her, in turn with her palms squeezing her chest. And again, in front of George's nose, a very interesting picture emerged - now not in motion, but in statics ... a very voluminous element sticking out in the depths of his wife. The petals of the labia minora barely could only be seen at the very top of the hole, near the clitoris, and below them the thick trunk of the penis completely blocked. The labia majora, as much as possible apart from each other, tightly wrapped around the stopped piston, and a little lower, into the gap between the bodies, Eugene's sperm was already beginning to seep out. And while these two lay on each other (and each other) and kissed, George, as if some unknown force was pulling closer and closer to the articulation of their genitals. Twenty centimeters, eighteen eighteen five, well, well, well !!! ... And his lips touched the clitoris of his beloved.
Aaaaaa xxx !!! - there was a sigh-moan-cry of Olga. The next second, having completely abandoned everything, Georgy with might and main was working with his tongue and lips on the maximum concentration of female nerve endings - the smallest, most gentle, most passionate and most sensitive to caress element. Sucking a tense bulge, he felt Olga wriggling under his gentle pressure, as she moved her legs to the sides, her muscles in the groin tighten and relax. Under his chin, he suddenly felt a movement, and, turning his head slightly and squinting, he saw that Eugene's member was moving ... he walked rhythmically back and forth into Olga's vagina. Eugene was not very comfortable under the Olga lying on him, but he conscientiously tried to work, moving his piston in her cylinder with full amplitude. Well, George’s wife had no choice but to completely relax and surrender to the new sensations, which she did with success. And again she did, and again, and again ... In the end, George regretted both himself and Eugene, and after the next orgasm, the spouses stopped this disgrace.
But not for long. After resting and buying, we started on the old. Now Olga again sat on top of a member of Eugene, but facing him. Starting her frictions, she leaned forward, almost lying down on her lover, and sticking out her ass. Georgy, having attached himself to her, pushed apart her buttocks to the maximum, and his tongue plunged into her little brown hole. Moving his tongue in the anus of his Olenka, he again felt Eugene's piston walking back and forth under his chin, inflating his spouse's vagina. Olya constantly moaned, as, by the way, always during the time of making love, unlike the concentratedly silent, or in extreme cases, rhythmically breathing men. After some time, George changed his tongue with two fingers, smeared with cream, and then a member. Introducing him, I was amazed at how tightly he entered the hole, but good lubrication, iron erection and complete relaxation of the sphincter muscles helped ... the member entered completely, under spasmodic sighs and groans of the spouse. At some second she still panicked and screamed ... "No, no, no more!", But who will listen to her at such a moment! And now - there is! Georgy froze from the inimitable feeling ... in his wife - two members at once! Well, now slowly, little by little, to the accompaniment of the plaintive Olenkin's moans, feeling the partner’s member moving through the thin partition, as the tempo grows more and more, as the moans of the suffering ones gradually become passionate. She quickly adapted to synchronous movement in her body of two members at once, and now, completely relaxed, she gave herself up to her men, receiving double pleasure. Lying on his wife, she selflessly sucked him, mumbling and moaning under the twofold onslaught of her husband and lover, Georgiy either lowered himself on the back of his wife, kissing her on the neck, then rose again, admiring her butt taking his piston.
And they all copulated together until the time came to finish. And they finished, and fell silent, and it was all good. And they thought to rest now, but not all. Eugene had a different opinion. Getting out from under Olga, he put her on cancer, examined her ass, and using that argument as an excuse that you need to use your ass while she is ready and sufficiently developed, she began to introduce her unit into her anus. Fortunately, he again stuck to his navel. Well, just some stallion! Olga, of course, started shouting, moaning, resenting, in general, behaving in an inappropriate way, but there is nowhere to go - and now she podmahivaet, sticking out her ass and dropping on her elbows, and Eugene, clinging to her buttocks, with a brutal expression on her face rams articulate her poor hole.
At first, George did not take part in this act, but simply looked from the side. Rolling slides rolled steep, and he, despite the exciting picture, needed a break. However, watching such an action quickly brought him to a working state, and he, kneeling before Olga, inserted it into her mouth. The piquancy of this position in this situation was due to the fact that poor Olya could not escape from their members, and was forced to take them completely and completely, butt down on one side and swallow on the tonsils on the other. It turned out that they blocked both ends of the digestive tract with their members, and now they intensively increased intra-abdominal pressure. Yes, yes, I will have to poop me a pop up.
Georgy watched in his eyes how hellish Eugene entered and left his wife's bulging ass, and she only mumbled and answered in response, silencing during moments when her husband especially penetrated deep into his throat. Pushing into Olgin's buttocks, Eugene moved her forward, and with her every movement she was forced to literally sit down on the throat of her husband's cock. Olga constantly saliva flowed out of her mouth, she tried to swallow her, but simultaneous swallowing of Georgy's member turned out, he groaned from a sharp attack of pleasure caused by strong and tight squeezing of the trunk of the member of the esophagus, and with even more energy, grabbing his wife by the ears for convenience , planted her own piston. How she still managed to breathe! Belatedly, the thought came ... "I just let her in the ass now! A member of a nepodmymy, just out of ass! ". But this thought only added excitement, although much further ... and Eugene, and Georgy bristled before his eyes, more and more hollowing holes from the two ends of Olya.
Fuck was dragging on. George got sore legs, and he decided to change his position. He sat down on the blanket, leaned back a little and pulled his spouse over his head, forcing her, who had not yet breathed, to take it again in her mouth. She had to bend down, making her ass as much as possible, her buttocks diverged even more, and the attacks of Eugene's phallus on all this charm began to look even more beautiful. Having admired this picture from this angle, George decided to change the viewing angle once more. Dropping to his back, he, without removing his penis from his wife’s mouth, began to turn one hundred and eighty degrees until he was sixty-nine in relation to his wife. The spectacle was really new. Directly above his head, swinging very solid eggs, Eugene methodically drove his horseradish into Olga's anus. Unbearably wanted to lower. How nice it is when your beloved wife right in front of your nose fuck in the ass!
“I am a pervert, a pervert,” thought George, - “Oh, and to hell with him. Perverted, until it stops. Right now here, to the heap, leasing Olga sbatsayu ... ". Having embraced his wife by the waist, he pulled himself up a little, and put his lips into the opened rose petals of his beloved wife. Deaf mooing spouse made it clear - she did not mind. And now with her tongue, inside, yes, deeper, yes, and sex lips from the inside ... lick some unfamiliar taste. Oh yeah, it's Eugene's sperm. Yes, at a pace short-lived and bisexual back up. Although unlikely. And not only a barrier interferes, no. Just uninteresting. Yet the female body is out of competition.
Having dealt with his orientation, and having licked all that is possible in his wife's vagina, George spread to the clitoris. And immediately he felt his wife's muscles tighten, her labia hardened, and her short sockets sounded. Yeah, with a member in the mouth only remains that moo. So, start to finish. Just not bite in ecstasy. Not stopping to suck the clitoris, George with his nose, which he buried between Olya's labia, felt how her "final liquid" flowed. He did not have time to come to his senses, as he fell into his nostrils. In the eyes already flashed when the liquid flowed through the nasopharynx. Having heroically stopped the blowjob, George continued to work actively with his lips and tongue on his beloved clitoris, although his nostrils literally flooded him. Nothing swallowed. Yes, even here Eugene's eggs are constantly touched on the forehead. Fuck it went back and forth in the back hole of Olga right in front of his nose. Yeah, this is a sight ... a few centimeters before his eyes - the most stretched anus, and it rhythmically develops a hefty baton, called "male penis in erection."
Olga again in the groin all tensed. And like Eugene was also going to finish. He was already growling, and much stronger than before, swinging Olga with the blows of his phallus. His eggs pulled up to the thick trunk of the penis, about to empty. And so, when Olga splashed out again, flooding George's nostrils, Yevgeny's growl turned into a cry, and he began to lower. His cry was accompanied by her loud mooing Olga. Georgy, poured by his wife's "flat", and watching his wife's anus before the nose with Eugene's horseradish, also felt the approach of an orgasm, and made a move up the pelvis, becoming almost a bridge. Olga's moo was interrupted, as a member deeply and firmly entered her throat. A strong contraction of the throat muscles immediately caused a convulsive twitching of the penis, and into the open esophagus, through the urethra, it spurted warm sperm. Eat, dear, dietary protein. With it you will not grow fat.
Having untied with difficulty, they stretched out on the ground completely exhausted. George was lying opposite his wife's ass, and could observe how Yevgeny's sperm flowed out of her reddened and opened back hole. Olga herself seemed altogether chopped off, and only convulsively jerked from time to time. Yes, the sex marathon was not frail, she had to work very, very not weakly.
Still, such overloads had an impact on them, and even Eugene, such a big guy, was not in a hurry to continue the debauchery after that. Somehow getting to the sea, and Olga had to almost carry, long came to his senses, undermining and washing. And then, crawling away in the shade, fell down to sleep. The men put Olga among themselves, and in five minutes everyone was asleep. As they say, fucked in the board.
Somewhere in an hour, George was awakened by the fact that someone was pushing him in the thigh. Opening his eyes, he saw that this someone was his wife, lying on his back with his legs spread apart next to him, and his knee in a certain rhythm touching him. And in the same rhythm moves his penis into her vagina hanging over her Eugene. Well, just some kind of sex machine! Olga had her eyes closed, but she was clearly not sleeping. Try to sleep with such a healthy dick inside! But, apparently, she still has not moved away from previous matings, and lay completely limp, just giving her body to the need and satisfaction of a man. And this man, Eugene, that is, without a twinge of conscience, just used her body for his own pleasure, sticking his erect sexual organ, respectively, into the same organ of George's wife. Georgy just needed to watch the fuck of his wife, and jerk off, which he did, since he was already standing with a vengeance, as usually happened right after sleep.
Olga still groaned a little and moved, helping to finish Eugene, but she herself was clearly not going to do the same. When Eugene, finally announcing the neighborhood with his yelling, finally finished, and after a minute left her, she continued to lay with her legs spread, opened her eyes and turned her head toward her husband ...
- You will be, dear?
He did not have to repeat twice. Having taken a place on her after Eugene, George entered his wife on his sperm like clockwork, completely without friction. And the walls of the vagina, developed by a member of Eugene, he almost did not feel. Going into the spouse to the end, George felt his phallus literally floating in the liquid. Starting to do frictions, I heard continuous squish. And still, even with such weak friction, it was very nice to have a wife, knowing that another man had just dropped into her. Lying on his beloved wife, George slowly covered all of her face with tender kisses, and, of course, whispered words of love. And she, of course, answered him the same. That's what a loving couple.
How long or short, but George has also finished. And this, apparently, was the final of their beach debauchery. Neither the strength nor the desire to continue they have left. Therefore, having bought up at last, they gathered back.
On the way back everyone was pretty pretty, especially Olga. She barely moved, falling from fatigue. They parted in front of the hotel, agreeing to meet later, maybe at a dance. Finally, Eugene gave Olga a long, hysterical, kiss, and launched his hand between her legs. He was there for a long time, and when Olga was already breathing heavily, hanging on him and pushing her knees, he stopped, removed his hand from her crotch, and the tongue from her mouth, and bowed. Olga could not hide her disappointment, and even groaned something dissatisfied, but Eugene, patting her ass, left.And Olga already in the elevator dug into the lips of George, and, grasping his hand, thrust herself between her legs. There was a completely softened marsh. From his wife flowed like a crane, and the inner surface of the thighs was all wet. “That's it, the woman has got the rabies of the uterus,” thought George, pressing the elevator stop button. Pressing her against the wall, he put two fingers, index and middle, on her clitoris, and began to make them circular motions. As the wife was on a very strong platoon, they didn’t disturb the order of staying at the hotel for a very long time by using the elevator for other purposes. Drowning out with his lips the sounds emitted from the spouse's mouth, George quickly brought her to orgasm. Finishing, Olga bent her knees, crouching. Weak in the knees, you see. We had to literally hold it on the same two fingers, pressing hard on the clitoris. And she, apparently,and it is necessary - again began to move the hips, trying to go to the second round. Well, no, not yet. Having seized her more comfortably with his whole palm for the crotch, George jerked his wife up from the half-squad. The whole hand was instantly wet, and in her palm slumped. And on the floor, of course, a puddle was already spreading. Olga still had to support the pussy, otherwise she began to settle down. True, leaving the elevator, I had to remove my hand after all, and support her by the shoulders. People standing at the elevator spent their surprised looks. From the side, Olga made an impression of completely drunk. Y-yes. Need to drink less. More precisely, to fuck.already puddle spread. Olga still had to support the pussy, otherwise she began to settle down. True, leaving the elevator, I had to remove my hand after all, and support her by the shoulders. People standing at the elevator spent their surprised looks. From the side, Olga made an impression of completely drunk. Y-yes. Need to drink less. More precisely, to fuck.already puddle spread. Olga still had to support the pussy, otherwise she began to settle down. True, leaving the elevator, I had to remove my hand after all, and support her by the shoulders. People standing at the elevator spent their surprised looks. From the side, Olga made an impression of completely drunk. Y-yes. Need to drink less. More precisely, to fuck.
In this issue, George himself had to undress his wife himself, take her in his arms and carry her into the bath. And there, too ... wash, wash, wash. Olga was absolutely nothing, and she had to twirl like a soulless doll. She did not react at all to his fingers, with which, having washed them with intimate soap, George was treating her holes, climbing as deeply as possible into the vagina and into the anus. Carefully washing all her holes and wiping his wife with a towel, he carried her back, laid her on the bed and took a breath.
Having a shower, George lay down next to his wife. Olga slept, sticking his delicious ass in his direction. It would be possible to try to settle down to her directly to the sleeping one, but George felt sorry for her. And so her mutozili today so many hours in all holes, let him rest. And you can discharge yourself. Looking at his wife's elastic ass, George jerked off, remembering how another man had fucked this ass right in front of his eyes. It was nice to jerk off, but fatigue rolled in and George did not notice how he himself fell into a dream.
He was woken by Olga's mobile phone. With creaks and moans reaching for her handbag, she replied ...
- Alla-e? ... Yes. Well no. Not. Not really. Can. I'll ask now.
Turning to her husband, she asked ...
- Dear, you hope you don’t really want to dance today? We are all so umudohilis today, maybe just sit? Eugene invites to his room.
- Maybe it's better with us? - George didn’t want to get away from the heated place - to dress, to go somewhere. However, the wife, it seems, too.
- Right. It will be more convenient. - Putting the phone to her ear, she said ... - Let's better come to us. Yes. Well no. Not. Not really. Can. You can not ask.
While she was talking in such a monosyllabic manner with her lover, George didn’t waste time, researching such familiar things with might and main, but the farther away, the more and more attractive body of the woman he loved. With his hands and lips, he energetically brought her up to standard, and when she finished talking, her pussy was already drooling with might and main. Do you know how long (do they know how long?).
“He will come in about eighteen minutes,” said Olga, parting her hips under the onslaught of her husband’s tongue, “and will bring all that is needed for the evening.”
- Very well, - George has come off the plump, wet, soggy beauty, - and while I prepare you for him.
What is already there to cook, everything is ready. Olga herself pulled her husband over, and, taking a phallus in her hand, introduced into her vagina. Slowly and deliberately, George began to make frictions, until the end plunging his dick into the intimate depths of his wife. Wanting to stretch the pleasure and not intending to finish now, he did not specifically hurry. Olga, apparently, was also going to wait for Eugene ... she was completely relaxed, her eyes closed and not moving. However, they probably would not have had time to finish anyway. The doorbell rang not after eighteen but after five minutes.
Taking out his wife sticking out member, George with such and went to open the door. But nevertheless I asked ...
- Who?
- Family friend! - original, etaet your mother.
Georgy opened the door and missed Eugene by himself with bags in both hands. He immediately drew attention to the erection of George ...
“Oh, oh, oh, you're here in combat form!”
But when he saw the naked Olga lying in bed, he could only sip ...
- Hello!
- Hello! - Olga all arched to meet him. - Undress and jump here to us,
Packages then analyze!
Before George could come round, Eugene, having thrown off his clothes, jumped on Olga. R-time! - and the place of the legitimate husband is occupied by a lover. Wife, barely having time to breathe, had already been impaled on his spit, which with every movement he plunged deeper into the female body. George had to adjust to them again. Dropping on the sheets, he turned his wife's head in his direction and poked her in the lips with a member. The hint was understood, and in a second the spouse already sucked at it, smacking and choking. Yes, the conditions for love here were more comfortable than on the beach. However, in all its charm.
George tried to podgadat under Eugene, and when he went to the moan, intending to finish, he pulled his dick out of his wife's mouth and began to masturbate fiercely, intending to pull it on her face. And to the womb sounds made by Eugene, when he began to pour into Olga, George let out a long whitish stream directly on the beautiful face of the blonde lying in front of him, the face of his beloved wife. The liquid got on the cheeks, and on the eyes, and on the nose, as well as in the open mouth. Irrigated drops and her hair. In general, obvaflil to the fullest.
Under the jokes of the male part of the company, Olga went to the bathroom to wash and wash, and the men began to set the table. When she returned, radiant and washed, everything was ready. Immediately removing the alien element in her clothes (I thought to wrap myself with a towel, you see!), Leaving her, thus, in Eve's costume, they began to eat. There was no constraint, and so there was no - and why be shy, everyone is sitting on a par, everyone is naked, everyone has already exchanged himself - and after a few toasts, the uniform horror began. Whether the trials that fell to their lot today acted, or if all their base vicious instincts finally broke through, but depravity was all depravity. And the champagne was poured and then drank from the Ola's vagina, putting it almost on the shoulders so that it would not pour out (good in a developed lot), and after drinking it, they looked at how far it could (a bottle of champagne, I mean) inward, with Eugene all trying to measure the depth of the bottle not only with the front Olgina hole, but also with the back one. Hardly talked. Then they went to the dispute to fuck on the balcony, and Eugene in general, after squeezing Olga against the railing, almost fell down with her. And they were playing rape. Olga was blindfolded, and while one held the unfortunate victim by the arms, the other fucked her in the ass. Although rape with rape, and the head of the wine already did not understand anything at all, Georgy still smeared his wife's ass before the game with cream. The last thing George remembered was, like Eugene, bending over Olga who had been chopped off, asked her to eat even a spoonful of salad, and popped this spoon to her lips, but not to those lips that are located near the mouth, lower pubes. Really original.
At night, having woken up from some noise, George for a long time could not understand why he was swaying. Only later, after deciphering the sounds that were heard next to him, did he realize that Eugene was fucking his wife. But he had neither the strength nor the desire to join them, and after a minute he fell asleep again.
These are the first three days of vacation. On the morning of the fourth day, George had a headache, but where could he get from those two concerned? Olga, saddling Eugene lying, asked her husband to take in her hand a hefty Zhenkin member (!) And insert into her "pussy". Well, if a woman asks .. Until this point, George had no other male members in his hand, either hanging or standing. Grabbing the elastic flesh of Zhenya's phallus with his palm, Georgy directed the swollen head of his penis directly into the softened gap of his spouse. It was very unusual to hold a solid trunk, looking as he gradually plunges between his wife's swollen lips, as she, swaying up and down, sinks lower and lower until he begins to press on his hand, which has to be removed. However, Olga, again grabbing his hand, squeezes her to his pubic hair. Well, if a woman asks ... And while she jumps on Zhenkina's shaft, her legitimate husband jerks her clit. Well, then, as usual - a fountain, fireworks, ecstasy, orgasm, and so on. All this has been described in many places many times by many people.
Yes ... So what did we stop at? Well, of course, on sex. And our heroes had it above the roof, and the three of them lived the whole vacation, and copulated wherever possible and as soon as possible, in all poses and angles, and often for a long time. George did not always keep up with the young, and sometimes even sent them alone to have fun ... or on the same wild beach, or even for the night, in Eugene's room. However, on his wife's return, if she came back alone, he always demanded from her a detailed story about how many times her lover raped her, but in what poses, but in which holes, how many times she finished, and how much she liked ... Such his questions and her stories were interspersed with violent sex, from which both got real pleasure. However, they received no less pleasure from group sex, which they practiced two or three times a day. Sometimes, entering the room, George saw on the bed the copulating bodies of his wife and Eugene, and he had nothing left to do, like throwing off his clothes and joining them, occupying one of Olga’s free holes. And sometimes Eugene, in turn, found them having sex, and already he climbed without a twinge of conscience into the marital bed and began to fuck George's wife. However, the triple position did not strain anyone. Everything was fine, everyone liked everything, but most of all, of course, Olga. She literally bathed in the attention and caresses of two men at once, practically turning here, on the sea, into a real nymphomaniac. George's fears about a possible sex search for Olga quickly faded away - she felt great and could (and wanted to) fuck all day long.
In general, all the way through. Nothing foreshadowed tragedy. The day before the end of the vacation, George once again let his wife and her lover go to the wild beach, anticipating how, on returning, she would tell him about their depraved behavior with Eugene. He himself drove off on some kind of excursion. And the heart is not missed. Returning already in the evening, he went into the room, in the first second did not understand. But in the second - I understood. Unpleasant it was understanding. There was no wife’s thing in the room, and there was a note on the bed. When he read it, he had a blacksmith’s head in his head, and the unknown Hammer striker beat him with a sledgehammer right on his brain, he stood ringing in his ears. Memo ... Here she is ...
“Dear, forgive me, but I fell in love with another. When you return to the hotel, we will leave the city. I want to go home a day earlier than you to pack up. By your arrival I will be gone. Extra wires - extra tears. This is me to myself. After all, it's also hard for me to vomit with an established life, but I can't help it. With you it was not bad, but too measured and calm. I myself began to notice behind myself that I was getting bored and sour right before my eyes. I associate you with autumn, but I want spring. And with Eugene, everything is different. And it's not just sex. I'm interested in him, I feel good with him. I live a full life with him. And I know to myself that now I will never trade my present life with him for our past with you. Once again, forgive and forgive. I wish you happiness."
A curtain.
“Dear editors! I am sending you my very anxious work, the plot of which is based in a certain way on my bitter experience. It has been worrying me lately that the popularity of such phenomena in society as swinging, group sex, finding a lover for his wife, and similar asocial things has increased. Not as an edification, but out of the kindness of his soul and pulls to give advice to the peasants (who most often are the initiators of these things) ... guys, if you value and love your wives, do not take risky experiments with them. Do not be so arrogant and self-confident. You risk to be alone. Even if you are a better lover in all respects, women's logic in choosing a partner sometimes does not lend itself to any logic. Maybe, well, their figs, these freaking experiments? And leave everything at the level of fantasy? ".
George thought. Yes, several months have already passed, and the heartache didn’t go to the end. Care of his beloved wife - not fucking doggy. Especially when she goes to another. And even more so when you yourself actually put this other one on it. Well, life goes on. Of all, you can benefit, even from tragedy. Thank God, and he did not fall into depression, but rather stress, and managed to put him in the service. He changed his job to a much more profitable one, went in for sports, started a bunch of new interests and acquaintances - in general, he became a completely different person. Even here is an erotic-pornographic novel. And noticed an interesting feature ... it is better written when there are no women around. And how to fuck, no inspiration. His present girlfriend cannot come too often (the family, after all, does not want to give her husband a reason for jealousy), so his work is now rushing. Although it would be necessary to tie with married mistresses. To bring yourself a loved one, only your own, and no one else, a woman, and to love her. And all these experiments ... No, we know, swam. Do not once again tempt fate. And if he happens to marry again, he will never, you hear, never repeat the mistakes of the past! A man and a woman can receive no less pleasure and just from each other, without attracting the third-fourth-fifth into their bed. Although…
Sitting in front of the computer, George recalled the past. Yes, I must admit, what a sin to conceal, adrenaline in the blood then acted great. Having a lover for a wife - it gets, and how. He just made a mistake from the very beginning. It was necessary, probably, to find all the same for Olga married, not single, and also living a few thousand kilometers from them. Well, not so handsome. Then maybe everything would be fine. In general, this is a lesson for him for the future - for the next one of his beloved, to select candidates for bed very carefully. And then everything will be fine, and then everything will be fine, and peace and happiness will come on the whole Earth ...
Minutes after a minute passed, and Georgii was all stupidly staring at the monitor screen, about which the hell had fought knows where his moth came from ...
PROBLEM, UNDERSTANDING, UNDERSTANDING ...