It happened with me on Tuesday, about a month ago. Every man has a period when he is simply overwhelmed by erotic fantasies as a teenager ... I am a married man, moreover it seemed that I had absolutely no problems with sex and my wife loved me. What can surprise a married man, frankly speaking in the prime of life?

It turned out that there is something. I got into my hands that day, a little yellowish little thing with the magnificent name "ISLAND OF LOVE." In terms of content, she was no different from similar editions, which talked sexually about sex, but besides the stupid and outspoken articles who, where and with whom sleeps in the newspaper were not a few marital characters. Having missed the ads, inviting urgently to tie the knot, I came across the rubric of “unconventional dating”.

“Oh, this is a little more interesting,” I thought, turning over the page.

“What are you doing here,” I heard the voice of my beloved and omnipresent wife, who, by the way, was called Lena.

“Oh, yes,” I replied, not much blushing.

- Well, ka, well, ka, - said the spouse, snatching, playing a newspaper with me. “So, so,” she said, looking through the rubric of unconventional dating ads I’ve opened. - A young couple, get acquainted with a couple to share love comforts ...

After reading this announcement, Lena looked at me with interest, - And this interests you? The spouse asked curiously.

Having made a boring appearance, and without noticing that the tips of my ears turned red, I replied that I was not interested in such topics, and I read this rubric just for nothing. But when I looked up and saw Lenka smiling, I realized that she did not believe me a single gram.

- You really got bored with sex with me, and you want something new, unusual, - my wife asked me.

“How can I tell you,” I said, trying to play the indignant father of the family, in whom even a hint of such a question could cause a storm of indignation.

“So I believed you,” Lena continued, carefully browsing the rubric of “non-traditional dating”.

“And here's another funny one,” the spouse began to read, “a young, terribly temperamental guy, will provide services to couples for making love to three of us ...”

“So what,” I asked, seeing the genuine interest of my half in this announcement.

“Like what,” the spouse answered. - Let's call, there's a phone here.

“Are you serious,” I asked, “and my heart almost jumped out of the chest from the Lenkin proposal.”

- And what is weak? - continuing to laugh, said spouse.

“No, not weakly, I just never thought that this might interest you,” I said excitedly, stroking my spouse on the thigh.

Then I noticed that since Lenka’s gaiety and the suggestion to call the telephone boy excited me in earnest. My dick was just ready to tear the fabric of the pants and break out. This did not go unnoticed by Lena, who in turn reached out and unbuttoned her pants and began to stroke me.

“Well, let's call,” she asked, pressing her whole body against me.

“How do you want?” I said, “watching more about how she took out my cock and began to massage it.”

Hearing this answer, the wife answered the phone, pulling me by the genital organ behind me and dialed the number. On the other side of the line, they answered immediately and I understood from a scrap of conversation that the person with whom Lena was talking was Sergey, that his services were completely free, and he is at this time completely free and ready to come to us.

“You're serious,” I almost shouted, because it was at this time that Lena squeezed my testicles so hard that it hurt.

“We are waiting for you,” Lena continued into the telephone receiver, calling our address.

Honestly, I never thought that all this would take such a serious turn.But oddly enough, my body finally got stronger from everything he heard, and my heart beat, probably, so that the neighbors could hear.

Putting up the phone, Lena knelt down and took my dick in her charming mouth, she swallowed it slowly, pulling the skin off with her tongue, up and down, while forgetting to massage the testicles. For a while, taking a member out of her mouth, she began to massage him with both hands with such force that I thought that I was about to finish. But probably sensing this, Lena slowed down the rhythm and clasping her dick with her lips began to suck him, while licking my testicles ...

“Oh,” I said, unable to restrain myself.

The answer to this exclamation was a long kiss, which Lena awarded me having risen from her knees. She took my hand and put it on her hips, I put my other hand in the deep neckline of the robe, grabbing her chest, and felt that she was burning with desire, and her nipples were sticking out so that they could be seen through the thin fabric of her summer robe. . Lena never wears bras, despite her thirty-five years of age her breasts are beautiful.

In the meantime, my hand slipped into Lena's panties, and I realized how wet my spouse is, no, she just flows with desire. So we stood and kissed for a while, she massaged my dick, and I caressed her pussy.

Like a bolt from the blue, the doorbell rang. Jumping heart seemed to stop. Lena let go of my dick and asked to open the door. It seemed to me a little not decent to open the door with a member as if I was counting, so I asked Lena that maybe her mother had come.

“No, my mother didn’t intend to come to us today,” she went to her school friend to the country house and should not expect her unexpected visit for the next three days, ”Lena answered me in a languid voice. - Especially, do not forget that there is a peephole in the door, and no one will be able to see your cock in it with all the desire.

Reflecting on the vicissitudes of fate, about the unexpected behavior of my wife, I went to open the door, unsuccessfully trying to hide the sticking organ. Having looked into the peephole, I saw not my beloved mother-in-law, but a rather vigorous type with a short haircut of about 27-30 years old.

“Hello,” he said optimistically, barely stepping on the threshold of our apartment. “Who's Elena the Beautiful here,” the type continued, carefully examining my unfastened trousers.

“Lena, they came to you,” I said, hunching, not finding anything more appropriate.

Lena fluttered into the hallway, she was embarrassed, most likely, she was also somewhat embarrassed by so steeply unfolding events.

- Come on in, - my wife squeezed out of herself, - probably your name is Sergey, I called you.

“And I took it and arrived,” the stranger answered, not embarrassed for a moment.

“Honestly, I was joking a little,” said Lena, even more embarrassed.

- And that there will be four of us, - Sergey did not blink, he blurted out.

Now it's time for me to be embarrassed. Surely there will be another fourth, I thought, but like Lenka called only this type.

- Yes, you relax, - said the stranger, imposingly lounging on the couch. “This is where I have champagne,” continued Sergey, opening a small bag. - Sit down guys, let's drink acquaintance, if I have a little and have vodka.

It was strange, I thought, that this type decided to drink us or something, it doesn’t look like a drunk.

“And often you leave like this,” Lena asked curiously.

- Yes, sometimes it is necessary, even a very interesting conversation, it turns out, - said Sergey in a close approach ...