This is the second part of our family swing epos.

First "How to become a swingers. Tips. Recommendations. Address"

was published here as well.

This tutorial for those who want to go left with the whole family still excited many.

Nicely.

There were reviews.

People have questions.

Chief: how, ely-paly, to seduce your wife for this thing ?!

Well I do not know.

I managed.

What you want.

Real Swinger.

My wife is a whore.

This is absolutely true.

She has a whole crowd of lovers, whom it would be better to call them fuckers. Because there is no love there. Only sex, or according to the national “fucking” (everything, there will be no more mat, read boldly).

Here I will make a reservation in advance. My wife is not a prostitute, she does not go to the panel, does not work on an ad, or in any other way. Nothing like this.

You'd be surprised, but she works as a doctor in a large hospital.

She is loved and respected by her colleagues. We have a wonderful family, two children.

People who work with her, as well as her patients, do not suspect that under a white medical robe, under a thin and fashionable spectacle frame, under a neat hairdo, under a trained body shaping, under the excellent knowledge of several foreign languages, a depraved female hides.

One reservation.

If anyone thought that a spouse is capable of losing his head at the sight of “any and every” male, he thinks so wrong. Everything is somewhat more complicated.

She is very intelligent and prudent.

Yes, my spouse is a whore, and besides her husband she fucks with other men, but not everyone who wants her.

For her, we are looking for lovers together.

On dating sites, among friends, buddies ...

Of course, when we got married, we didn’t dream of anything like that.

But who would have told me then that my sweetheart, my dear sun, would push my legs towards another member ... Yes, I would have hurt that idiot on the spot!

You ask how we came to life such as sunk?

It all started with a swing, I mean with group sex.

But not at once. Years 9-10 "initial" married life, we are well treated in bed "on our own"

And then ... then began to dilute the routine sex fantasies on

"... but it would be nice to see us here a third ... peasant would have one more ..."

And they got it.

The dream came true in the form of a not very obedient, after my birthday, a friend whom we did not dare to send for the night looking to hell at the little places where he actually lived. We left him overnight, we laid on the couch, we went to the bedroom ourselves, not without intent, without closing the door ...

And when he appeared on the threshold, intrigued and, it seemed to us, excited by our moans and cries ... it was like a Night of Love.

From excitement or for some other reason, but ... the comrade's best of the male organs was unimportant. You can say, not standing at all. Lay down. Hung up

My beautiful half was disappointed.

Because in the morning a comrade as a candidate ... was dropped forever.

Not immediately, but we found the second applicant.

And here everything was just great!

Sex was so stormy that during the night I had to change the sheets twice ... and in the morning we took our girl off the chandelier with a wrench ...

So we started.

We had one successful attempt with a married couple.

New Year's Eve ... Under the Kremlin chimes.

And until the cold morning of January 3 ...

And a few more times.

And then they parted. Alas. It happens.

But the reason for the divorce was not in us.

Husband took a loan secured by an apartment. And lost.

Sorry ... it all started so well.

Not long, but we rather successfully found another family of like-minded people.

It was just a delight!

In addition to sex, we had a lot of "points of contact" with them!

We skipped to visit each other, we went to nature together, went to the cinema and theaters, we took the children to the circus together.

We loved to celebrate birthdays together, May Day, Victory Day, New Year ...

We loved to arrange beer festivals with roaches and shrimps and wine evenings with apples and cheese ...

On long winter evenings, the four of us drank vodka like a bottle of glycerin from a tightly frozen bottle into ice, under a thinly sliced ​​salsa, chernushka with cumin and a Baltic kilica ...

We called each other ten times a day ...

We exchanged videos, starting with stupid German “I-I, syringe - syringe!” ... and then gradually found Besson, Godard, Bunuel ...

Wonderful time!

Our girls are about the same age, height and build.

And the same beer tummies of men caused the laughter of beautiful halves and, performed in response by two not very embarrassed baritones, the oath assurances "... yes, yes, I will certainly start running in the morning from Monday!"

It was wonderful.

And how good was the sex ... Mmmm! Is it worth talking ?!

We exchanged wives and husbands ... we tried the MZHM and ZHMZH options ... we went to a disassembled sofa together, three of us, four of us, we tried everything ...

Why are there!

The great "Kama Sutra" began to seem to us the naive alphabet of Cyril and Methodius ...

We went further and higher!

And while any of the options love joys was beautiful!

Hmmm ...

But everything has its end and its beginning.

On one not the most beautiful day, these pigs said that in one of them a great-great-great-grandmother woke up, which, by one hundred thirty-eight, was Ryazan yavreyka ...

And they drove off. We left.

Bastards.

No, not they, but the ministry of absorption.

Well, you can not, gentlemen, one size fits all, eh ?!

We felt like orphans ...

We were bad. And boring.

And these two bastards, one of whom, if he was circumcised, only on his upper head, finally got bold, and soon left the Holy Land ...

Rising on the wing, made a transfer to the duty free airport of Shannon, they landed in the New World.

Where they are now, absolutely not longing for "... this is your homeland, son", successfully promoting the economy of their green suburb, adore the two extreme right numbers 99 on the price tags in the supermarket next to them, four hands vote for the American auto industry and strongly they hope to pass the exam on the history and constitution of a foreign country, and get a red one (or is there a blue skinned one?) American passport.

Two passports.

And in two voices they assure that it’s then that their votes to Bush can’t be seen as their ears, and they strongly advise us to vote for GDP this year so that GDP would double GDP.

In general, Circuit.

And we continue to miss.

More precisely, continued.

... exhausted by undiluted ordinary sex, we decided on a new quest.

And found. But not at once.

For a long time our modest announcement posted on various dating sites on the Internet for a long time no one answered. But when we pledged this very announcement on the omen. ru - the sea of ​​answers has come. (Recommended. Very decent site, very)

We were written by couples and not couples.

Young, beautiful and not so.

Someone in the letter assured that he was a “simpOtic pepper,” but at the meeting he was completely unsympathetically fragrant with yesterday's beer and sour socks to death ...

We met someone in a cafe.

Someone from the meeting evaded.

Someone we rejected, someone showed a blow to us.

Normal move. We are not offended.

Couples of our age and caliber, there were few.

We met with some.

First in the cafe, then in bed.

Time. Charmed. (read together)

And we opened the boys hunting season.

There are always a lot of other wives around them.

The mail was huge.

Saying "thank you" to everyone, we chose three. Family and not.

And met with each of them. Separately. Of course, using ...