I got married early. My wife, Daria, was a pretty girl from a “good family.” As it often happens, after the birth of a child and 9 years of joint family life, the actual sexual life of our family began to tend to zero. We are tired of each other. My wife, although she usually went around the house in one T-shirt, did not cause me any special excitement. She herself diligently avoided my infrequent attempts to fuck her. Only after menstruation, she herself offered me sex, and ended violently. In general, normal sex happened to us 1-2 times a month, and the rest of the time I did without my wife’s help. But one day, during our time, as if to name it more precisely ... - domestic sex, I noticed that the penis, as it is, moves very freely in a rather tight Dasha's vagina. I fucked her because of this for a long time, so that she even finished, which in such cases happened very rarely. At first I did not give it any attention, in the afternoon I kind of inadvertently pulled up her robe and admired her “rosette”. Actually, I didn’t see anything new there, I just thought that my wife was engaged in an onanism with some cucumber. This thought aroused me somewhat, but soon I forgot about everything.

I began to notice more and more unusual vaginal stretch. My not small member entered easily, even without any lubrication. And soon I got used to it. Sex has become more prolonged, I was excited by the idea that Dashka fucks herself. I liked fisting and have long wanted to fuck her hand. I tried several times, but in the first place - she did not give, and secondly - the vagina was very tight, despite the fact that we had a child. It was possible to squeeze no more than three fingers. I began to lick her before sex (the loss of her chuck, became obvious by this time and I would say defiant), she was dragged from this. But to fuck, more often than once a week did not give anyway. Interest in his wife woke up again. Just after her period, when she was especially excited, I tried to insert her hand between her legs - the result stunned me. It is easy to enter not only all the fingers on the palm, but almost the entire brush. I was so surprised that I even told her about it.

- This is after childbirth. And then I miss, sometimes I am amused with the carrot ... You all have no time.

- Nifiga, this is no time for you.

- I want a day when you're at work. And not in the night when I was exhausted in a day. Good stick to dinner. Come here ...

- Better you come to us...

On that calmed down. Thoughts about treason, for some reason I did not attend at all. The men then looked at Daria - at 28 she looked very sexy, but how to be found - the appearance is deceptive (as I then thought). She was sitting at home with the child, she had several friends. I always called where she was with whom, and when she would be, and how much money she spent, etc. Recently, she especially became friends with a neighbor on the porch, a middle-aged lady named Sveta. Sveta worked in a nearby hypermarket, she had a car and they often made shopping together. In general, there was no time to change my wife. Since almost always with her was also a child.

Once, my wife called from the store and asked them to meet Sveta, such as bags were very heavy. I drove up

I loaded our bags into our car, and when I loaded the car into Svetlana, one of the bags accidentally exploded, and I saw a hefty starpon, on a massive leather belt. Everything became more or less clear ...

In the evening I tried to overwhelm Dasha, but she offered some kind of embittered resistance.

- Do you have a lesbos with Sveta?

- Why do you think so?

- I saw in her car damn huge.

- Do not worry, she does not fuck me.

- In how, and what fucks?

- nothing. H ... eat. In general, I am a man. From ... get away from me.

- I'm not serious, it seems to me, I guess where your carrots grow.

The wife became all crimson. She became nervous and began to yell at me, about dishes, socks, that I was always at work, and so on. The usual female text.

As a result, she herself came to me, said that they say Svetlana is a lonely woman, la la poplar, - in general, she will give me more attention.

From this moment our sex life has changed. My wife began to get me more and more, she was depraved and sexy as in 19 years. We began to do with her all sorts of things about which before it was even inconvenient to speak, so as not to offend inadvertently. We began to watch porn together, began to practice easy with. m. She especially loved when I kiss her feet and make kuni. She was doing a Thai massage for me almost professionally. We got handcuffs and vibrators. Once, I shared my fantasy with her that I would like to lick her after her lover fucked her. Previously, I would have gotten in the face, and now she just smiled and said nothing (somehow, even dreamily, I would say). Her vagina stretched to impossibility. Fucking her there was even somehow inconvenient - a member all the time slipping. Had to fuck in the anus, but he quickly stretched. But fistingomya pampered plenty. Could be a gynecologist.

Darya labia stretched out and hung. Once we went to the pool, and I noticed that the lips are sticking out from under the thin stripes of the swimsuit panties. On this basis, we even quarreled, because she refused to leave the pool, and in general, on the contrary, she put herself on display. Such rapid transformations, she associated with middle-aged (in her opinion) age, and my activity. I sinned on the activity of Sveta.

Once, I urgently needed to find Dashka. She was, as usual, with Sveta in the hypermarket. I walked among the rows of goods, and called her on a mobile phone, still trying to find friends in the crowd. Nobody came, although her call was loud enough. Finally, a familiar melody came from afar. Strange, the call was from the office. They probably have Svetka at work. The sound echoed through a long empty corridor. Finally, there was a door with a source. For some reason she was locked, I knocked. The door opened a little and the head of some guy appeared from there.

- What do you need?

- I am to the Light, (I did not know her middle name).

- Did you call now?

- Yes.

- For ... ball already. Come quickly, but it's time to finish.

The door opened, the man was naked ... Ops ...

Then for some reason I was not surprised at anything. My wife's clothes hung on a coat hanger. All...

The shoes were on the bottom, they were pantyhose.

- Who's there? - I heard the voice of Svetlana, against the background of quite clearly audible, painfully familiar groans.

- They came to you.

Svetlana appeared from the next room - in some black stockings, with a shiny starponon on her belt. Sweat poured from her middle-aged, but still quite attractive body. For a long time we silently looked into each other’s eyes. The man who opened the door went into the room. We were left alone.

Svetlana finally smiled a strange smile.

- You now have three choices. Go and make a scandal, perhaps scuffle, but I warn you - the alignment is not in your favor.

You can leave and forget everything. Well...

- What?

- Take off his pants, and stand next to her cancer.

I stood still for a long time, as it seemed to me. A swarm of contemptuous thoughts and desires beat in my head. On the one hand - dream sbycha, on the other ...

Then Dashkin moans turned into screams of pain. There was a sharp male cry

- Hold your legs fucking, tear up on x ...

In one movement I tore off my clothes.

- Kiss my foot and go through, said Svetlana.

- I knelt in front of her right on the trampled carpet, and gently kissed my toes.

- Funny. Maybe we'll tear you up now. In punishment. - she laughed.

- Ready?

I kept silent and moved into the room. She kicked me hard in the ass - that's her husband! Dasha screamed - it was an orgasm.