It all started last summer, after they returned from Turkey, when I noticed a change in family relations. I could not leave with them: we won a contract for several million and I stayed.
After they arrived, I left for a few weeks on a business trip for the delivery, installation and configuration of equipment. The wife became some less talkative, quick-tempered, sex moved from the category of "regularly" to "hell knows when." In general, her behavior changed, which became noticeable over time.
Yes, and I especially did not bother with sex, there was enough work, and the loans are hanging. So he suspected her of treason. I did not know how to approach this, but over time, it seemed her behavior began to normalize. Therefore, guesses have remained guesses. But the reluctance to communicate with me with my son, I wrote off to adolescence.
It would have continued if I hadn’t gone fishing again. In March, the people by the name of the fishermen just tear off the roof! So I lather for 2 nights. I arrived on Monday morning, at work I warned that I was taking spare time, nobody was at home. Wife at work, son of study.
Washed, ate, dumped the catch in a bowl, a good one. I decided to capture this case. I made three photos, a photo camera is quite good - Canon EOS. Once again I forget to take it with me for fishing, such frames disappear. With the catch figured out: something in the freezer, something for pickling; went to take pictures off.
I threw off the pictures from the camera on the computer and immediately cleared the fotik's memory: I do not like it when the photos already loaded are in the camera. It turned out that only one photo turned out well, and we don’t need much to brag on the forum. Corrected it, yes, by mistake, deleted it, instead of saving it.
Matyugnulsya, got a memory card from the camera, to recover. Business I looked, something a lot of photos recovered. I poke at the first one and ...
The first impression was that I was hit in the gut, I stopped breathing, as if the air was over, my head was spinning with a rush of blood, my pulse was beating, my eyes were dark. I sat with my mouth open, not enough air and looked at the picture that opened on the monitor screen.
My wife, my Tanya, Tatiana, your mother looked at me ... She was lying on the bed, she was only wearing a belt with stockings and slippers. She stretched her legs obscenely, opened her vagina with one hand, and squeezed her breast with the other. And while looking directly at me, that is, in the lens.
I have never seen such a lustful look. Lips curled smile, tongue tip stuck out. Fuck ... This is my shy Tanya in such a depraved pose. “Oh, let's turn off the light ... Take your hand away, now someone will go in ... Turn around, I'm changing my clothes ... I can wash myself myself ... Spitting ... no words.
The stomach twisted in such a way that I almost vomited. With trembling hands I open the next photo, there she is, in the same pose, only put her fingers there. The stomach shrinks from pain, the head seems to be swollen, and it is dark in the eyes.
He threw the chair away from him and then rolled. Anger, resentment, disgust. Probably, there were tears in the eyes, since I really did not see anything. I probably would have broken something, smashed, but did not hold my legs, and did not see anything, there was only pain. I do not remember how long I stood. The first pain passed, only anger remained. When were these photos taken? Who made them? Who does she want to do with? I'll deal with it.
From the first impulse, I refused to call her, I must first find out who her boyfriend was, then I will kill them both, but first I’ll get him and my wife.
So, look at the creation date. I was not surprised when I saw that it was the night before last. I wonder who she is with us at home? Vovka, you see, he’s gone to his friends, anyway, some girls have them in their heads now. I open the photos from the very beginning.
Tanya in a black transparent negligee, perfect-shaped legs seem surprisingly long in black stockings on the belt, standing half-turned. The ass shines through the transparent matter, the thongs are hidden between the buttocks and it seems that it stands without panties.
Look so calling with a smile. I now wonder how with the same height and weight women can look so different. Compared to my sister (by the way, she introduced us and married us), my Tanya looks thin and her legs are long. And her sister (also an attractive person), her legs seem shorter, but her long back and wide hips, which hone her wasp waist and impressive chest more.
The following three photos did not open: recovery error. Then Tanya sits on a sofa in a large room, pulling her knees up to her chin and crossing her legs. Then she is in the same position, only with her feet apart, and a string of strings darkens between her legs. She, putting one foot to the side, and the other down on the floor.
Here she is leaning on her arms, and her legs are thrown over the back of the sofa, from which the peignoir rode up on her stomach. One can see lace thongs, which I have never seen before. “What are you, thongs are harmful ... I do not like the feeling when they are between the buttocks ...” Damn! Two-faced creature! Again twisted the stomach. So close to the ulcers.
Here she stands on all fours, pulling out his ass. And everything looks so fucking bitch. Then peonyuchik assembled on the back and the angle more behind. It can be seen as a strip of panties barely covers her fucking cunt.
Then the photo is on the side, it also stands on all fours, only the panties are tightened to the middle of the thighs. She lowered her head, bit her lower lip, it’s still embarrassing for her. And finally, in the next frame, I see an opponent, or rather, while only his hand, which squeezed her buttock so that her pussy opened and a dark circle of the anus is put on display.
Photographed from behind and her face is not visible. I wonder if she bit her lower lip or, on the contrary, does her face become lustful? I do not see it. My next breath came from the next shot: she was lying on the bed with her breast, and her ass was set up, the thongs were hanging somewhere below, but the red trace of the palm was clearly imprinted on the white bottom. Her face is also not visible.
My little touchy is surprising me more, fucking! With a trembling hand, I can’t get the next shot with the mouse, but finally it opens. She is naked, already in our bedroom, without a peignoir and panties, stands on the bed, slightly spreading her legs, raising her arms upwards, while her breasts are bent upwards. You can clearly see how her nipples hardened and increased.
The first time I noticed how smoothly shaved her crotch. I returned the photo where the lover's hand squeezes her buttock: yes, her crotch was completely devoid of hair. She started shaving down there only last summer, and before that everything was cursing. “It’s so inconvenient, it’s pricking ... Then I have itching all over there ...” I asked her then why she started to shave her crotch, to which she replied: “Don't you like it? You yourself wanted me to shave there ... ”
Well, the questions I have then disappeared, but in vain. Still, I felt something, I had to doge, but I: “No, it cannot be, it seemed ...” Bitch, became a cuckold, and did not even notice accept. From these thoughts again became a chore.
Open further to sad thoughts do not climb into my head. Tanya is on her knees, folding her hands with a boat (like praying), while she looks over them so playfully. I wanted to vyebat on this face so that I almost hit the monitor. Here she lies on the bed, closes her crotch with one hand, and covers the breasts with the other. Her gaze dropped as if she was ashamed, and at the next she was already laughing, as if she had heard something funny.
She is funny, but I am so lousy, words can not describe. Looking at this photo, where she laughs so joyfully, aches her heart, and would have driven her this joy down her throat with her teeth. Then she stretches her arms to the photographer and says something ... And all the time a happy expression does not leave her face. How can she, suuuka?
He sits on the bed, put his hand between his legs, and the other creases his chest. Then there was a photo that I opened first. Then the second, where she put her fingers there in the vagina. There, only she licks her fingers with her long tongue. The following photo of her cunt close up.
You can see everything: the crotch completely devoid of vegetation, the tubercle of the clitoris swelled, the big lips parted, behind them small - wet and reddened, also swollen with a rush of blood. Cunt ready to mate bitches. The same picture, only fingers parted pussy and you can see a dark vaginal dip, all so wet, flowing from lust.
As I did not get hit by the next shot, I do not know. It was evident that she was kneeling, looking upwards, hugging with one hand, pressed against the legs of her fucker. It can be seen, and a member of this reptile, somewhere under the chin - she kisses his belly ....
From the next frame I start to shiver: she has a cock in her mouth, she sucks a fuck and this dick is not mine! Bitch, I still kill you ... Made a few shots, as she sucks this fucking dick. She looks so faithfully from the bottom up, seriously. He diligently licks his eggs (by the way, he is also clean-shaven), playfully caresses his head with the tip of his tongue and at the same time looks at the lens.
That's the end, the point of tension reaches its highest point, and I see how large drops fly on her face. Here she is sitting, smiling happily, and sperm is running down her face. Her mouth is ajar, and inside you can also see sperm, which she does not swallow. In the next photo, she, sticking out her tongue, licks her lips, a large drop of sperm from her hair dropped on the upper eyelid, from which she covered her eye. It looks like she is winking at her lover.
It looked so vulgar, defiant, exciting, that covered me, but I didn’t even notice how tense I was in my pants. My dick spews cum right in the panties. Corezhilo so that I slid to the floor.
Did I enjoy this ejaculation? Hardly. But after that, everything became so disgusting and disgusting that I almost rushed to the balcony to die in a fit.
On trembling legs, he walked to the closet and unpacked a bottle of brandy — someone's present. Drank stoparik, not even noticing the taste. Awful like to smoke. I quit 3 years ago, but the last stash is in place. So I lit a cigarette right behind the computer, fuck a walk somewhere? This is still not my home, I no longer live here.
More stoparik poured and thought. I no longer wanted to look further. Previously, until last year, I got the blowjob quite rarely. Speech about her swallowing or allowing her to cum on her face didn’t even go. Yes, and she sucked so-so, purely mechanical, no licks, kisses.
When it rolled on me, she pulled away, and I, having pressed a member to my stomach, twisting a couple of times, twisted from ejaculation. True, this winter she managed to surprise me by giving me a blowjob on New Year's Eve, which I just saw, except that, as I always finished, I pressed my penis to my stomach. Yes, and on February 23 was also something like that. I have already forgotten how to ask her for a blowjob, so this is just her initiative.
I remember that in the winter our relationship began to return to normal, sex again became regular, and not just regular, but more liberated. I thought that she had read some clever articles or books, decided to take a new breath to our family. Indeed, since the summer, even though I suspected her of treason, I believed that we had reached a crisis in family life.
I also blamed myself that my Tanya took in her hands a way out of the crisis, but I did not help anything. Everything was going to talk, but always something or someone stopped me. It seems that all the wisdom of the blowjob taught her lover. Yes, in sex, she probably took a lot from him. But I tried to somehow unleash it. From anger drank another stack. Sorry the cigarettes are over.
Still, I decided to see who was so quick in my bed. The following pictures again threw me into a stupor. No, I definitely did not know this woman. What other fantasies could a lover come into her head?
I definitely didn’t expect this: Tanya was completely naked, she was lying on the sofa with her hands tied. In another frame, under the belly lay a pillow, from which her ass stood out, she again looked into the lens, biting her lower lip. It's inconvenient for her, you see. On the ass again the red trace slap.
Then she was on her knees on the floor, her hands were pulled off already thoroughly, two shots were taken: in front and behind. Hands tied behind his back so that the hand of one hand was at the elbow of the other. In the following shots, a bandage appeared in her eyes. She stood, head down, hands tied, legs spread shoulder-width apart.
Then the thong appeared in the frame and the photographer's hand wiped her crotch with thongs, and on the next frame her panties appeared in her mouth. Pouring myself the next stopar, I noticed that my dick was now tearing up my underwear, which, by the way, cooled my groin with a wet spot. I took off the panties and threw them away. We continue ..
The photographer went around it all. From the side of the sofa, the face on the sofa, eyes are closed with a bandage, a corner of panties sticks out of the mouth, a long back rising up, gradually widening, turning into rounded buttocks. Close-up face, blindfold, expression of her eyes remains a mystery, lips slightly parted, a corner of black panties sticks out.
Then from the side you can see how smoothly, flexibly bending upwards, her back goes into a round, soft ass and further down into neat legs. He also photographed her from above (as she seems to be helpless), with her hands tightly tied behind her back, you can see how thin her waist turns into seductive buttocks, her head is somewhere at the feet of the photographer.
And here is a rear view: seductive buttocks, turning into perfect legs, visible crotch, striped lips of the labia. Another shot from behind and the same hand squeezes her buttock, revealing her pussy and dark little anus completely. Still frames, where at first I did not understand what was changing. And only three frames later I saw red transverse stripes five centimeters wide on her ass. Fuck, dig, my Tanya whipped!
An invisible waffle whipped my little fool. Again, the frame: side view, reddened ass, lips parted, teeth clenched, see it hurts her. My throat was dry, and when I reached for the bottle, I realized that I had just pissed off my dick. This discovery unpleasantly surprised me. Fuck, I sit like a teenager and masturbate on porn images.
Grabbed a stack. Taste and bitterness, I do not feel at all, went like water. From a strong desire to smoke, I threw a pile somewhere in the area of the balcony. Noticed that the hands tremble. Getting up, he began to stroll around the room, the standing member constantly distracts attention, I can not think, in my head only: bitch, bitch, bitch ...
I turn the picture further. Here, she is lying on the couch, feet on the floor and dick near her pussy. The ass is all red, just flogged, the hands are tightened behind the back, the reptile's hand is pushing the buttocks and starts to stick his dick there, adrenaline jumps, hammers in his head, again the veil before my eyes, and now I see how he fucks my wife. I drink straight from the throat. A thought flashes: I'm sorry I don’t see her face, the hand automatically strokes the penis, with effort I remove my hand and to grab her a bottle.
Then she is on her back, her legs are tied up, her face is thrown back, the bandage has flown from her eyes, but her eyes are closed, her mouth is open, the feeling that she is screaming, there are no longer any panties in her mouth. Then again, his dick to the full depth in her pussy. It is visible, how her lips are moved apart.
Hard fuck, you see, came to an end, as on the next frame she smiles into the lens, her hands are untied, her whole body, her appearance shows satisfaction. From the bitterness of what I have seen, I make several quick movements with my hand and wring me from the ejaculation. Although it is hardly possible to talk about satisfaction, it’s just that the tension had to find a way out.
I take a few sips from the bottle and think about it. I never saw who fucked her. Several frames have not recovered - this problem should be solved. Let's run another recovery program, maybe it will. For half an hour I managed to run to the store for cigarettes and another bottle of brandy, because I feel that I alone will not be enough.
It seems that something has recovered. Then write in the newspaper, the husband in a drunken stupor killed his wife. Black humor to himself. Attempt to open and eat, there are frames! The first three frames she poses in a translucent peignoir, showing all the splendor of her body, without exposing her. As women can so, it remains a mystery: it seems in panties, a transparent cape, but it is served in such a way that it captures the spirit.
Then footage with a blowjob. There is a photo where he grabbed her hair, almost completely put his cock in her mouth. After this, the frame where she tearfully looks so plaintively from the bottom up, with a dick near the lips. Then footage of whipping, here's a hand with a belt (mine) near her ass, already flushed.
From the next picture I probably fainted, woke up on the floor, in a pool of vomit, with a broken bottle, tears in my eyes.
In this picture Vovka was captured with a belt backwards, next to Tanya, who lies on the armrest, booty to the top. MY SON PORTS YOUR MOM. There is nothing on it either. It can be seen how a rather big member is already looking up cheerfully, the body is already strong with broad shoulders. SO IT, SUCHONOK, MADE ALL THE PICTURES ...
Now I definitely wanted to die. The stomach twisted again, I again vomited bile with alcohol. So, all this time, approximately from the beginning of last summer, my son is fucking his mother, I am sharing the marital bed with my son ??? From these thoughts, I vomit again, my stomach hurts constantly. The ulcer will be for sure.
Fuck, and who is inventing all these games? Has my son taught him to blow his mother? She does not allow me to do what this bitch gets up to. What to do? How to be? The horror of what happened gradually reaches me. As recently as 2 days ago, my son had sex with his mother, with my wife. And it was not just sex, but it was a lecherous fuck with photography. He not only gave it to her mouth and finished on porn films, he still smacked his mother, with my belt, and then fucked her. I opened the bottle and straight from the throat, let the whole world die ...