My name is Valentin, and my short, dark-haired wife with crafty brown eyes is Anastasia. We are the same age, both of us are 25. We got acquainted with the future wife by chance, on the bus. I saw a pretty girl, gave up the place, and there we talked. And everything in her - manners, a lively mind, a piercing gaze, beauty, finally, so impressed me that I set her the next date right on the bus. After some time, Nastya became my wife. This is an amazing woman. She is kind to children (although we don’t have ours yet), she cooks well, she is good in bed. She has a rather rare figure, popularly referred to as an “hourglass” and small, but rounded breasts, wide feminine thighs.

This is fine, but there is a small minus in all of this. Rather, my, not Nastyusha. When we have sex and I own her immaculately young body, I very quickly finish with excitement. I can not stand with Nastya more than two minutes. After a year and a half of living together, Nastya began to tell me openly that I was finishing quickly. What we just have not tried with her, but all to no avail. We agreed on the fact that I quite skillfully learned to please her with the language. However, women's needs for quality sex can not be replaced only by oral sex, and therefore what happened was what I was afraid of. For the first time this happened a year ago, but I remember these moments as I now must admit that I am burning with excitement. I can’t do anything with myself, but it was on that day that I discovered completely new previously unknown passions and desires. On autumn evening, as usual, I went to work. He kissed his wife started the car and drove away. I must say that the specifics of my work implies my periodic absence from home, often for three or four days. My wife knew that I was leaving for one of those absences. But having already left the house for a couple of tens of kilometers, I discovered that I had forgotten important papers. Nothing left to do and I turned the car.

I arrived home around midnight, very annoyed at myself because even if I took the papers now, I would not have time to do it in time and get a reprimand from my boss. Immediately an interesting thing struck me: the light in our living room and bedroom was on, although at midnight my wife usually sleeps for a long time. I did not enter the front door, (thank God!) Crept under the windows of the living room and was stunned. My Nastya was sitting on the lap of an unfamiliar man who was lounging on a sofa. He was a tall, swarthy man of about 25 years old, about 190 centimeters tall, and I, with my 171, could hardly contend with him. I looked at them in those seconds and my soul resembled a boiling cauldron. I was very jealous of my wife. I was angry. And at the same time, with all my jealousy, I felt some kind of pleasant excitement, contemplating my young, breathing female health wife on the knees of such a beautiful and healthy man. Crouching in the bushes, I began to observe. I did not think about work anymore. I already had a deep spit on the bashing from the boss and so on, I was just eager to see what would happen next. Yes, I knew why this man came ...

Meanwhile, his wife embraced his powerful neck with her fragile handle and began to playfully say something to him. There was already a bottle of wine on the table in front of them, and its leftovers were foaming in the glasses, so that, apparently, they were already tipsy. The wife moved the left leg a little off and there, right under the skirt, the man's hand instantly lay down. My dick got a stake. I pulled the pants off and started jerking off. One was afraid that a man would notice me. But he did not see me and continued to drive his hand along Nastyusha's crotch. All this time they kissed and I did not see her face. However, by the way her legs came together and moved apart, it was possible to assume that she was experiencing considerable pleasure. And suddenly this man rose abruptly. My chest went cold. I was seriously afraid that he saw me, but my fears were not justified.The man kissed my Nastya and with one hand dropped him in front of his knees. Then he took off his shirt, undid his pants. He was great. The most ancient Greek god. Strong musculature, tanned skin and a member ... A member struck me especially. Quite large, about 18 centimeters and thick. I admit, I even became frightened for my wife, because after my not very prominent member this could hurt my wife. Meanwhile, Nastya took it with a pen, masturbated a little and completely took it in her mouth. She sucked the man, and he held her hair and said something.

Little time has passed. A man took Nastya on his arms and carried him to our bedroom. When he was unfolding with her, Nastya’s dress was a little pulled away and I caught a glimpse of her pussy. The wife was without panties. So, the man went into the bedroom with her and closed the door. The windows there were on the other side of the house and I hurried to them. There I saw the following picture: my wife was lying on her back and the man was lubricating her penis. It was very risky to look into the windows of the bedroom, because he, in contrast to lying to my wife, could easily notice me. I made a desperate decision. It must be said that by that time I was already so excited that I didn’t really think about the consequences. Silently opening the doors to the house, I went into the living room and went to the bedroom as quietly as I could. Then he listened. No sound came from there. Could they hear me? Unlikely. But just in case, I opened the closet next to, in which case quickly hide. It was quiet. For a minute, nothing happened. Then suddenly he heard his wife's languid sigh, long and cumbersome. Probably a man entered her.

- Olezhenka, more tender ... Please ... “I heard a jerky voice from the bedroom.

But then Nastya screamed. Obviously, this guy was not the greatest lover of tenderness. The wife began to moan softly. Slapping began. A man entered it once and again, and Nastenka's timid moans were replaced by frank moans of a woman who enjoyed. But Nastya, moaning, again asked him for tenderness ... Surprisingly, for all the time of our married life, she never asked me to be more tender. The slaps continued. The wife was moaning. I was jerking off at the door. And then I had the idea to change the angle of listening. I ran out again and crept to the window. His wife was lying on her back, hugging Oleg with her feet, and he boldly walked into her. I noticed that after each of her pushing, Nastya’s legs on her back tremble with pleasure. I glanced at my watch. The man had Nastya already fifteen minutes and was not going to stop, while I was able to do it on the strength of two minutes. He did not pay attention to the moans of Nastya, to her passionate whisper, but simply had her girl, owned by my wife like a real man - the winner.

Their sex lasted about an hour. Then the wife got out of bed completely naked, turned off the light in our bedroom and went back to bed with the man. And I stayed in the bushes until the morning, for there was no longer any sense of going to work. In the morning the man left, and I decided to wait a bit and enter myself. In those moments, I felt my wife's irresistible desire as a woman and endless love for her. Finally, when the clock showed 9 am, I got out of the bushes and headed for the house. Entering the living room, I saw Nastya watching television. She was so surprised at my appearance that for a moment she was speechless (you can understand her, because I could easily expose her) and only after a few seconds she said:

- Hi dear! Why are you so early? I was waiting for you only on Tuesday. Cook you something?

I approached her and instead of answering, I kissed her on the lips with a long, long kiss as lovers often kiss. My wife eagerly answered me.

- The work was canceled by the chief. I said.

And then something came over me. I knelt before her, wrapped my arms around her strong, rounded hips, lifted my skirt. - No, dear! I can not now! She immediately exclaimed his wife and tried to remove me. But I was adamant.I lifted above her little skirt, and I dug my lips into her vagina, kissing his lips as passionately as I had just done for my wife. And then I understood why my wife removed me. I immediately felt the sharp smell of male sperm, and in her mouth her sweetish taste. I began to work quickly and diligently under the skirt of my wife and Nastya did not push me away, but instead began to press my head against my pussy. She probably hoped that I would lick out and notice nothing. My wife began to moan softly from pleasure, especially after I ran my tongue over her clit and whispered to me:

- Well done, roller ...

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