A very real story from my personal life, why I am writing, I do not know. I am married the second time. My beauty's name is Xenia. The first intimacy was incredible and completely turned my life. External and internal beauty, sexuality and temperament and, most surprisingly, clear mind, have done their job. As a result, we are husband and wife and we feel good together. In this message to the audience, I am going to describe my wife’s adventures “to the left” from the beginning of our life together, and, if it will be interesting to someone, a continuation will follow.

THIS started in the luxury compartment on the train. We returned from the sanatorium, made plans for the future life together, dreamed, in short: I was 34 years old, she was 26. There was plenty of sexual experience, by that time I had plenty, no restrictions or restrictions, although I wanted something beyond. In a free conversation about our sex, they turned to the topic of freedom in choosing sex partners. The idea of ​​having such a young wife caused excitement in both (to my surprise) with the transition to violent sex to the joy of passers-by at a station. It was then that I was told that I was not against it, and when such a situation arises, I will not object.

Some time has passed and the topic of having one more (or not one), except for the husband's member in my beloved wife, was not mentioned, but I was not forgotten.

The 50th anniversary of the test was celebrated at the local restaurant by the four of us: we and the mother-in-law with the test. My wife does not like to wear underwear, I do not mind it. That evening she was in shock and on the dancing patch was the center of attention of all the men of the hall.

I caught myself thinking: the fact that other males touch her terribly turns me on. By the way, if you saw a Barbie doll, you can have an idea about Xenia. One dancer behaved very insistently that even maman tried to reason his daughter. And then: (the very beginning) my faithful, in a state of slight drunkenness, is excited and offers to exercise our imagination from the train with this dancer, later Sergey, saying that the words must be answered: That my wife FUCK brought me in a state of shock and aroused to the extreme. Having experienced a storm of emotions and seeing my wife shining with happiness and desire, I simply could not refuse. Xenia turned out with her mom, dad and a living husband to take off a fucker, I didn’t have the words: Somehow we finished the mini banquet, hastily said goodbye to my parents and went home.

Seeing the lust in the eyes of my wife and the painful unrealized desire, I myself offered to do what she wanted. I probably was not in my senses, the sobering was one hundred percent. In the end, I got behind the wheel and took mine, I repeat MY wife to fuck to someone else's peasant. Sitting in the car I watched as she entered the porch. It is difficult to convey the feelings experienced by me, a mixture of pain, love and incomprehensible longing. For two hours I sat and waited until my Ksenka was fucked, knowing that in bed she was a super woman. Came out from him happy, on unsteady legs, eyes shine. She plopped into the car and said the phrase that she repeated afterwards more than once; Favorite YOUR WIFE FUCKING AND IT LIKE IT! ... I don’t remember how I got home. The section itself, laid the limp body on the sofa.

The wife looked unusual, like a familiar body to pain, but something new in everything. The sight of a red and broken-up vagina, a stranger's sperm flowing out of it made me experience a very unusual, powerful feeling that I had never experienced before. I did not want to talk. Tired and sleepy wife washed away and put to bed.

It took me a week to recover from it. Most interesting, our relationship has become even closer. Sex has become even brighter, and then I already knew that there would be a continuation (and it was), all the more so that everything I experienced became like a drug. I even thought: the roof went. But when I read erotic stories in the “treason” section, I realized that I am not alone.

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