Stupid somehow happened. But what to do? I do not know. If I were a little different, if it weren't for the passion for cards ... If it were, yes, if it were.

Lost, however, not for good (a good excuse!), Only for one evening, but the trouble is that the wife did not know about it.

This makes no sense. How could she know about it? And I need to inform her about it. How? She got me a virgin and, this is my conviction, she never betrayed me, but here ... I have to tell her that during the evening anyone can take it ...

If she was indifferent to me, then, of course, nothing terrible - there are no children, to the police to declare ... So what would she say there? Yes, and would not give her anything to do. Wrong people will be her ... Lord, what to do? After all, otherwise, they two of us just crash. For them, this is entertainment. And before that, it is still used.

It was about this that I told people who would soon, as I assumed, enjoy my wife’s body.

At first it seemed to me that they would just finish me off. But then, they said that it was okay that all I had to do was that my wife, without her underwear, should travel by bus No. ..., which would bring her to the house. Our home ... She must have the keys to the apartment.

“Apart from them, her dresses and shoes should have nothing, understand?” The one who beat me said threateningly. I nodded.

- Do you love her? - mockingly asked the second. I nodded again.

“Well done,” he sneered, your second task is always to be so that you would see her and, as I understand it, in your interests so that she would not see you. And what would you not see - no nonsense.

I will not tell you how long I tried to persuade Svetka that she would be “practically naked,” as she said she took a ride in this fucking bus. I, feeling guilty, became angry more and more. And in the end she freaked out and, having scolded me with a “freaking pervert”, agreed.

When she got on the bus, I jumped into the opposite door and sat down on the bench - there were few people, hid behind the peasant.

She stood at the rear window of the bus and looked out the window. And I looked at her chiseled figure and remembered her blond pubic hair, which the wind was blowing so freely now. Honestly, I was not a “freaking pervert”, but if it hadn't been for what I had expected with fear, it would have probably aroused me terribly ...

Suddenly, the three men sitting on the seats at the end of the salon began to neigh, and one of them approached my wife and began to say something.

She, too, answered something, but it was obvious from the face that she was severely constrained. And then, without ceasing to speak, he began to lift the hem of the dress, slowly so. At first she didn’t notice anything - the dress was too light, but suddenly a flash flashed that made the entire bus turn around and everyone saw the bare bottom of my wife and peasant constantly clicking on a polaroid. The second one at that time approached, or rather, jumped in one jump, to Svetka from the other side and slapped her ass with all his might.

A prostitute - an old woman sitting next to me hissed ... And, of course, she was right on her side. For, practically, no one saw how the girl (she was only 19) barely twitched in the hands of these boars. They - each with one hand - held it almost motionless. Everyone saw a beautiful woman who, having entered the bus without panties, allowed two men to stroke her ass. True, this alone has already bothered him and he climbed her fingers between her legs, which made my wife's priest rise all they saw (it seemed to me then the whole world was watching!) As these fingers go into the vagina.

I was not alive, not dead - of the excitement, even of the one I had been thinking about at the very beginning - no matter how it happened - they brazenly, they used my wife in front of everyone. And I DIDN'T KNOW WHO THEY ARE! Of course, I understood that the “users” themselves would not appear behind it, but ... And here is our stop.The two, also holding Svetka under her arms, left the court, not forgetting to pull up her dress (the hem was tucked into his belt). When they started to go, I saw why my wife didn’t scream, although I didn’t have this question during all this action - Svetka had a little gag-pear in her mouth. The third, a couple of minutes before the stop, sat down on the seat next to me, grunted something in some thieves language, but the meaning was clear ... I should be in the apartment ... Now it was clear that they were right , but was it easier for me from this?

I went out with this thug (maybe they all are like that) and we followed the trio ahead.

When I approached the house I was taken aback - there were about twenty cars, which, next to our Khrushchev, by definition, should not be (only four jeeps). I still remember, mechanically, wondered how they all fit in here. A healthy man got out of one of them and, playing with the keys, went to the entrance, and we were pulled after him. At the entrance he threw without turning - “pull out the gag”. Everything was executed instantly. He came close to her and said ...

- That's what the girl, you got ... You know all who came to visit you today - it's you who invited them, isn't it, - he smiled, looking at me (I was all the time behind these two, who kept Sveta) , - today you have all the rights. Probably, it would be necessary to bring under some kind of foundation, - he mocked, - but to be honest, I am lazy. Will you serve everyone - not a girl, like, or with your husband out of luck? - here he again looked at me - and you will live, you will play around - you understand yourself. Just understand one simple thing, that when we fuck you, we can leave you to live, even if you walk through the courts, militia, the UN, human rights courts - there is such a contingent that you just won't be believed, it would probably be even funnier, but ... it will be completely wrong - you will die, as no one has died yet - you know, I always wanted to launch a poisonous snake into my pussy, but this is the last thing, you know yourself ...

He said something, and I saw (or felt) that what he was saying would give him no less, but most likely much more pleasure ...

... But don't be afraid - I am a man of the word - you fuck normally, you will satisfy everyone - you will live. Do you understand? It seems she understood ... In any case, she did not utter a word. He came close to her and ran his hand under the hem of her dress. Apparently, he entered her because she visibly shuddered.

- Well done! - he neigh, - I understood. Bad that dry yet. How much money did you have, huh?

- One - barely audible answered Svetlana.

The man was taken aback at first ... "Seriously? Wow! Such a chick! Probably in the ass, in general, did not try? Well, get ready, today you will have everything. Take off your clothes. ”

“What is right here? Suddenly someone will come ... "She practically cried

“What worries you? Well fuck you and fuck! And where? I do not drive whores home ... ”

She looked at him and said, "I live in this house, everyone here knows me ..."

"Opanki, - said another man entered, - you are not in bed?"

Through the glass of the front door, I saw how people started to crawl out of all the cars ... And not only men ... They came for the usual entertainment, maybe they would not even participate in it. Just look, along with their wives, as the girl will be let in a circle. It's just a way to spend time ...

“Hare, fuck her brains,” said the one who entered, “we know you have a hut here, so slowly, with an inviting smile, take off your dress and naked, constantly looking around and smiling as we walk down the stairs to open the door.

I thought that Sveta would not be able to, but, apparently, she was imbued with the situation, because she immediately took off her dress and stepped onto the stairs. And we followed these shameless whitening thighs, her ass, in which, right ...