My name is Sergey. Wife - Lena. Married a little over two years. We are engaged in sex about once every two or three days, but on a large scale. About two or three hours. I will not say that I am a sex giant, but I throw five or six sticks overnight. My little wife ends up 10 times (she says so).

One day some relatives came from her for a few days, and we live in a two-room apartment. Well, you know, the plaster wall between the rooms - that you can't fart as much. And with our temperament, not to hear oh, huh, being through this bulkhead is simply impossible. Therefore, we had a week or two to forget about all the marital duties. Well, it's easier for me in this respect. I earn not bad, and therefore I sometimes allow myself to relax on the side under the pretext that I went to the bathhouse with my friends, which in general does not differ from the words (everything usually happens in my friend's sauna). Well, Lenka in general (for some reason) is very negative about masturbation, citing poor associations from childhood.

Well, it happens, the mother caught or worse father. Just imagine: in the juice itself, a woman wants to just have a good fuck with her husband, who lies nearby. But he cannot, for the sounds they make may inadequately assess her relatives.

The situation was aggravated by the fact that on the day of departure of the relatives I was sent on a business trip to a nearby town. For a week. When I arrived she began her period. Here I was against it. I can not stand this smell. In short, by the end of the “trial” period my wife looked well, to say the least, not so hot. Circles under the eyes, nervousness said that she had recently undergone at least an appendicitis operation. Moreover, the operation was done three times.

Well, the apotheosis was that her mother (my mother-in-law) invited us to stay for a week. I was just on vacation. We took a video camera, rushed to the station for tickets. Arriving we were immediately invited by her friends to someone for her birthday. It turned out that almost the entire class was invited there. Well, Lenka was an activist in the class, the headman (I thought from where she had such activity in bed), and her arrival was regarded as at least a celebration of the New Year, but only in the month of July. For a holiday, we dressed quite simply. I wore a shirt a la hawaii pants banana. She's a long summer dress, angelica bra (well, which is without upper straps). In short readiness number "1". We even agreed to retire somewhere behind the house in the bushes in the midst of the holiday.

During the feast, I learned that there were four classmates at the festival, who at one time took care of my beloved. I didn’t get a face just because I was a head taller than everyone else (basketball), wider at the shoulders of the healthiest of them, and seven years older.

As soon as I learned about it, I began to more closely observe all the male individuals present at the festival in the hope of identifying those mysterious classmates. Soon I saw a guy with sad eyes, who constantly looked at Lenka and drank a lot. His name was Kostya. Then I identified the second, Sasha. He constantly tried to care for Lenka. He poured her wine. I recognized the third one (my namesake) by a toast, 90% of which he dedicated to my wife.

Here alcohol did its dirty work. A thought came to me, which I initially tried to drive off as a very crazy one. I had previously represented my spouse in the arms of another man, and even in several. But it was in dreams, but when reality knocked you on the shoulder, I first shook it. But the thought, like a worm, sat in my brain and ate away the remains of my mind. And I have matured a small plan, not even a plan, but a sketch.

For starters, I decided to pretend to be drunk. My missus also drank wine, but when she was in what condition I was, and realizing that my hopes for this night had collapsed like a house of cards I decided to break away to the fullest. Began dancing.My wife was immediately surrounded and pushed into the center of the circle. I pretended that I feel bad. And at the request of my wife they took me to the bedroom, put a basin, covered me, which was not bad, but ridiculous. I could have drunk any bloke at this party. But still, I decided to play along with them and immediately began to vomit.

During the slow dances, the wife simply did not know the rest. Then they sat down to drink again. Dance. Drink. Dance. And then I fell asleep. I woke up - slowly playing slow music. Glancing over the room, I determined that I was in the women's room. All the girls were just blacked out. I walked carefully to the door. He looked out the window and saw that my wife was dancing with Sasha. Kostya was sitting at the table (this is an excerpt!), Seryoga, another kid (I think his name was Vova) and two very drunk girls. Lenka and Sasha moving in the dance were whispering about something.

Suddenly Sashka invited everyone to go to him, since the binge was all over, and he lives in the next house and he has something to drink. All supported him in unison. Only Lena tried to protest something, that Sergey (i. E.) would be displeased. To which Sasha suggested (psychologist, however): “Yes, most likely you yourself are afraid to leave him here. There are so many girls around. ” Lena: “There’s more. Jealousy is unfamiliar to me. ”

All together they picked up the two girls sitting at the table, since they, too, expressed a desire to drink, but they could not walk. I took the camera and a couple of spare tapes and quietly followed them. Sasha's house was exactly next door. I jumped over the fence and went to the window that was lit up, and installing the camera I pressed REC. The promise was already on the table. Glasses appeared. Sasha went to the tape recorder and turned it on. Enigma's enchanting melody flowed from the speakers. Sasha invited Lena to dance. Lena clasped his head with her whole body against Sasha and put her head on his chest, he answered her the same way, wrapped her arms around her waist. Gradually, his hands began to descend and lay down his buttocks. Lena looked up into his eyes with a dull look. In her eyes read "Do not." But the body demanded what it did not receive during the month. Sasha understood everything in his own way. He began to massage my ass Lena a little. I want to note, my wife's ass has always been a very erogenous zone, unlike other girls. And she could not but respond to a light massage. The trembling that Sasha felt was just the answer to his touch. Lena continued to look him in the eyes, but then deciding something for herself (which of course contributed to alcohol) stretched her lips to his lips. Sasha immediately answered her, clinging to her lips. At the same time, his hands began to slowly raise her dress (oh, those naughty hands). And then something happened, for which I was now outside the window. Lena's hand began to pull Sasha's shirt out of his pants. And the second hand tried to handle the belt in front. Sasha finally raised the floor of the dress to the level of panties, and his hand was already in full swing in the openwork panties of my wife.

Constantine came up behind him and slowly began to take off her panties. Having saved the girl from unnecessary elements of clothing, Kostya launched his hand into the crotch. Lena slightly spread her legs to facilitate the task. Sasha stroked Lenochka's breasts inside the dress. All this time, the lips of Sasha and Lena did not come apart from each other for a second. I was overwhelmed with conflicting feelings: on the one hand, I wanted to go into the house now to raise a small scandal, well, I could even break insolent people (who could allow me to rehabilitate myself a little before my wife for the condom found by Lena in my pocket), but on the other hand I was excited like never before. I was ready to fuck ten girls 5 times each.

Meanwhile, Sasha, already without pants, began to take off Lena's dress over her head. She dutifully raised up her hands. In a stranded tongue, she said something like: "What a drunk I am today." Kostya helped to unbutton her bra from behind and that’s his wife’s chest free. Sasha began to retreat to the sofa, trying to lie on it.Lena, without retreating, knocked him onto the sofa for a single step and clasped Sasha's member with cancer before Kostya. This invitation was regarded by Constantine unequivocally. Kostya came close to Lenka and did poking movements with his ass, probably trying to get into my wife's pussy. Finally, he succeeded and he began to move in it with a large amplitude. Lenka really liked the position “from behind”. She was reminded of primitive animal sex.

Imagine this picture from the side. My wife stood in the middle of the room, resting her elbows on the sofa, sucking off Sasha, Kostya fell in behind her and fucked her with all her heart. Incredibly, I saw a member of Bones appear and disappear into his wife's vagina, and she only groans! My wife moved her ass, trying to implant herself deeply on Kostya's dick. With his hands he held her hips, and with a squish, rhythmically, he went in and out of her. She at this time with ecstasy handled a member of Sasha. The first could not stand Sasha (she knows how to do blowjob!). One could read an approaching orgasm on his face. And so he groaned, muffled by clenched teeth. The orgasm lasted, probably, for a minute. During this time, not a single drop of sperm left my spouse's mouth. She drank everything. In gratitude for this, Sasha, going down lower, took Lenkiny's nipples into his mouth and began to suck them, bringing pleasure to the harlot.

Then Vova and Serge came to the trinity and showed them to the table. On the table in the “69” position, those two girls who came with them made love. Vovka suggested that Sashka help these two unfortunate, deprived men caress girls, and said that he would gladly take his place under Lena. At this time, Kostya and Lena began to finish. “Deeper, Kostik, deeper. Fuck me, ”Lena shouted. Kostya at this time turned into a jackhammer.

- I finish !!! - Kostya twitched, releasing the first bursts of sperm in my spouse's vagina. Then he came out of her and pulled the last drops on her back. In exhaustion, he collapsed into a chair, behind him, and Lena onto a sofa. The guys gave her a break for a minute and began to build a composition. Downstairs was Vova. Lena was planted on top of his dick. Serega perched behind, hinting at anal sex. Lena and I sometimes practiced this sex option. But with my standards (25 cm in length, 6 cm in width) only her pussy can handle. Seryoga smeared his penis with a piece of oil, prudently taken from the table and put him to the Lenkin anus. The relaxed sphincter surprisingly easily missed Seregin a member, and he immediately began his work. Lenka was moaning like a porn movie girl and it seemed that now I, I, das ist fiction, would fly off her lips. Perhaps it would be so if it were not for Kostya, who approached them from the side and would not put his dick in her mouth.

This went on for a very long time. Positions replaced one another. In this gangbang even entered those two lesbian girls. I do not know what time they started, but this debauchery ended with the roosters. I turned off the camera and quietly returned home, sneaked into the room, and saddled the first girl I got. She mumbled something in a dream while I was doing my job. When I finished, I put on my pants and lay down. I woke up because someone was shaking me by the shoulders. Opening my eyes, I realized that already closer to dinner, and my little Helen is shaking me. In her mind to determine what she did at night was almost impossible. Indeed, cosmetics works wonders. But I still had video tapes.