Once upon a time, I was married a long time ago. And Julia was married. And we were friends families. What was it all about? Rather, in a mutual walk "to visit." There is such a strange "friendship": people go to each other, consult, drink wine, but how does it come down to business, for example, to borrow money or something else - right away into the bushes.
Yulkin husband Dima was a typical Polish Jew - prudent and economical. He broke down for a long time before he decided to introduce us to his wife. As the water looked, by the way ...
As soon as I saw Julia, I immediately realized that we were standing each other. She wanted fun, debauchery, and I wanted her. Her chest, her elastic chest, slender legs, chronically languid fucking look had little in common with the tactical and technical data of my spouse. We could not talk - all desires clearly read in the eyes ...
On that very memorable evening, we drank hard. All but Dima. He traditionally remained sober. In the program of the party were: snack, drink and dance. In the pioneering mild, such dances under a cassette with slugs.
They danced in the classic version: each with his wife. I provoked Irina with all my might, and Yulka, my husband. Irinka was visibly excited, losing control of herself with every beat of the music. And I ... I selflessly pawed her stunted chest, spurring imagination on Julia’s bust. She, too, did not remain in debt, at the same time catching my eyes and Dima's swollen pants with my hand.
Another two or three such compositions and we exhaustedly fell on the sofa, and I and Julia over our partners.
- We want to drink! - the girls shouted dashingly. - Immediately!
- Will be done! - I also famously replied and retired to the kitchen.
At the very beginning of the party, cocktails were instructed to disturb me. And so I mixed it ... The temperature in the cocktails rose ten degrees with an alcohol meter with each toast. And now I have brought almost pure vodka, into which a lemon was squeezed for the smell.
- To the dregs!
- Exactly! To the dregs! - Julia agreed and ordered her husband. - You should drink too.
- I do not want! - he stubbornly. - You know, I do not drink at all.
- I do not know and do not want to know. Drink up
He gulped the contents in himself, Irinka followed suit. Julia and I exchanged glances and, having delicately sipped, overturned our glasses in a cactus, and then we dug kisses on the lips of our faithful. I do not know about her, but personally I imagined that I was not kissing my wife ...
Kisses dragged on. From alcohol, the roof of Irinka went completely. She forgot that we are not alone, allowing me to unbutton her blouse and run her hand under her bra, to rapidly swollen nipples. I glanced in the direction of the neighbors - Julia also undressed, and herself. Rather, did not undress, tore off her clothes, which remained hanging on her flying flags of debauchery.
The actions proceeded almost synchronously: I unbuttoned my skirt on my wife - she did the same with Dima's trousers. And when my wife and the faithful Yulkin realized what was happening - it was already too late: I had already introduced the hard cock in the wet bosom of my wife, and Julia greedily embraced what instantly grew in Dima's pants.
We all had nowhere to retreat. And there is no need. We were half a meter apart: I gave pleasure to my wife, she gave her husband. But we were united in our lustful and passionate desire, the desire of the member and the vagina, and no one could stop.
I pulled my partner's legs up and pressed her body to me, thus turning her into a prototype of the embryo. In this position, I could observe with impunity what Julia was doing.
And Julia inspired work on a member of her husband. She stood on her knees, at ease putting up an extremely seductive ass. Skirt lifted up, cowards soaked, moving away from the swollen desire clitoris. She sucked his dick like a vacuum cleaner, smacking loudly from pleasure.And Dima almost howled from the buzz, moving towards her greedy mouth, driving her head of the penis almost into her throat.
I was in no hurry, deeply and methodically plunging my penis into Irinka, getting in my forward motion to the depth of the uterus, when returning, almost completely pulling the term shining from secretions out. My wife was moaning, voluptuously rolling her eyes, Dima looked at all of us with a stunned calf. And Julia ... Lord, how she sucked! She then lightly touched the head with the tip of the tongue, creating associations with the child eating ice cream, then elegantly and gently kissed the entire trunk along the entire length, then vulgarly licked hairy eggs.
I wish I could be on Dima's place! And Julia seemed to read my thoughts, slightly turned her flushed doll face to me and winked mischievously.
And I could not stand it - I left my wife to the mercy of the expiring juice of an orgasm, moved to the ass so close to Yulkina and with a sweep, without aiming, stuck my swollen member to an incredible size in sweet suspense ...
Ohhh ... The hole was very tight, wet and hot. And she was waiting for me, I realized this by the convulsive-oncoming traffic. Only a few times I managed to get through this hole to the bottom and felt that I would explode.
But on the eve of the explosion, I still heard Yulka's voluptuous moan, catching the dumbfounded reproachful glances of Dima and Irinka, but could not help myself. It was my right, the right of the first night with her, the one for which you spit on everything for which, which ... Pardon! I finish ...