Two years have passed since the sexual revolution took place in our family, although it was mutual, but Julia never allowed me to have sex with another woman. In principle, I didn’t pay much attention to this, because I loved and love my half very much. No, Julia did not fuck to the left and the right, just our relationship to each other became more open. Well, these are all lyrics, and I would like to tell you about one interesting case.

On our site lived one family. The guy's name was Zhenya, he worked as a truck driver, and his wife, Katya. All would be nothing but fuse Zhenka on my Julia. No, he did not bother her, just when he saw her always fell into a stupor and followed him with such an undressing look that I sometimes worried that he would pounce on Julia and rape him in a perverted form. It was another holiday on February 23. Julia was still at work, and I was released as a man home early. Going into the porch, I came across Zhenka, after greeting him, we congratulated each other on the holiday and I offered to stop by and fuck in honor of the holiday. Having come to us, I quickly realized snacks and drinks on the table. When Julia came home, we were already well-behaved and behaved like two old friends. Having kissed and congratulated us, she wanted to change clothes, but I did not allow her, inviting her to smooth over our male company with her presence. Something in her behavior or in her eyes alerted me, but I did not attach much importance to it at that moment. Immediately we poured in our wife a penalty “for men”, and then almost without stopping for “beautiful ladies and not ladies, and ladies, but not you.”

- And you will give us? Or I will not, or maybe I will, but not to you? - I joked, looking at his wife.

“I gave it, but not to you,” Julia replied, smiling.

“How I gave it, but not to you, but when to us, we also have a holiday today,” I said.

Zhenka sat silently, listening to our empty chatter, he could not even imagine that we were serious. After drinking one more I suggested that everyone move into the hall, making twilight, turned on the music.

At first, we all began to dance fast dances, but since it was stuffy in the room, very soon everyone started to fan their hands. The first I could not resist and took off his shirt. Eugene, seeing all this, also unbuttoned first, and then also took off his shirt.

- Well, that's how peasants always get lucky, they can dance half-naked, and then you die in clothes. As I understood, this monologue was intended for me, or rather, my unofficial permission to strip my beloved one.

- And who forbids you, if you want, you can also remove everything from yourself, - I said the words that my spouse was waiting for. But she decided to turn everything into an erotic torture game.

- I can not, suddenly Eugene thinks something uncivilized about me, and his wife, probably, is waiting for him home, obviously not over-excited.

“Yes, Katya left me for a week with her parents, so I’m already like a two-day bachelor,” said Eugene.

- I can not understand who has a holiday today? - I asked my wife cheerfully.

- You.

“Well, what is the question in honor of the holiday you are obliged to show Yevgeny and I a complete striptease,” I said drunkenly and clapped my hands. Eugene just supported me, clapping with me. Julia stopped and came up to me with the words:

- Come on, let's whisper.

Stepping into the kitchen, she kissed me on the lips and said:

- I don’t mind, but there is one thing, but I have so much sperm that I’m afraid to splash you from head to toe in dance.

- So are you really fucking today?

“But you correctly said today is a holiday for men, but we also have them, so I could not refuse in honor of the holiday,” Julia said coquettishly, bowing her head.

- And how many of them do you have? - I asked a stupid question.

- Not a lot of all three.

- And that they were all in you? I asked her, starting to get excited.

- Yes - that's why I wanted to change clothes and take a bath.

“No, no, no, and no again,” I replied to her, “let Eugene see what a fuck you are,” with these words I brought her into the hall. So that alarmed me when I first looked at my betrothed, her fucking burning eyes, which she only has after sex. After drinking one more drink, Zheka and I were left to sit in the chair, and Yulch was pushed out into the middle of the room with the words:

- We ask, we ask.

Music began to play and my wife began to dance. It was evident that she was a little shy of Eugene, and I hadn’t been swinging with her for a long time, suddenly something changed in my head in relation to her behavior. In order to support her somehow, I stood next to her and began to slowly release her from the top while dancing.

“Thank you dear,” were her words to confirm my thoughts.

She raised her hands up and began to erotically crouch, it allowed me to pull her blouse from under her skirt, and lift her up almost to her breasts. With my hands, I felt her breasts with large and sensitive nipples, as if by chance I stroked them and immediately felt how they began to get excited and contract into large peas. When she rose from her knees, she clasped my head with her arms raised and closed her eyes, giving me complete freedom of action.

At first I wanted to unbutton her blouse, but, changing my mind, pulled away from her and sat down in a chair, giving her the opportunity to move, in a dance alone. Yes, it is beautiful to watch when your girlfriend undresses in dance. She moved so erotic and exciting that I ran my hand in tights and with might and main massaged my long-standing member. Looking at Eugene, I even felt sorry for him a little. He sat compressed as a bundle of nerves, and his hands lay on his fly and held trying not to rise in small sizes x: even, I could not find another name for his tool. So Julia took off her blouse and began to slowly lower one shoulder strap of her bra, then the other. So she was amused for several minutes, then put her hands behind her back and undid the clamp, which freed her breasts completely. Taking off her bra, she took up her skirt.

Having unbuttoned the lock, she jumped out of the skirt and remained in front of us in some small thongs and beautiful stockings on the belt.

- Well, how is enough? She asked us slyly.

“No, until the end,” Zhenya and I answered in one voice.

“I warned you, look,” my wife told me.

- Come on, come on, we Zheka want to look at your broken holes.

- Yes, and Zhenya will look at you, what a fuck you are with me.

Eugene turned his head towards me and asked with an incomprehensible look:

- What are you talking about about your wife?

“And you better ask her what she did just an hour ago,” I answered him.

- And what? - He asked a stupid question to my spouse.

“Okay, okay, I agree, look,” Julia uttered her shyness and continued the striptease, coming close to us.

As I said before, we sat in the armchairs, and Yulcha climbed onto the rail over Eugene and, turning to him, his back sharply broke the thong. The jerk was strong and she, unable to keep her balance, flopped down on Eugene's bare ass. There was a hysterical laugh of my beloved half. No, she didn’t even think to get up, but from her holes, although an hour and a half had passed, all the seminal fluid of several of her current lovers flowed abundantly. Eugene put his hands under her ass and everything that was in Yulcha ran out on them.