smiled, remembering how on our first day of arrival on the liner, exploring the apartment, found a box with these oils. I remember that I joked about the strange, as it seemed to me, bottle shape. It was smooth cone-shaped, smoothly thickening and increasing in volume closer to the neck. Calling Alain, I showed her the bottles and laughing said that in the event of my unexpected “state-not standing” she would have a guaranteed way out of her predicament. Wife, calling me a fool, explained that this kind of oil comes out rather thick consistency, so the company producing them makes such “strange” bottles for spilling them, forcing the client to put the bottle on the cork without unnecessary reminders so that the oil, even a small amount of it, drains to traffic jam and, thus, has always been under the "hand", not forcing the consumer to curl each time, waiting until it drains to the neck. Shaking off the memories, I fell to the monitor, hoping to find confirmation of my guess.

Alyona, removing the panties and bra from the hanger, went to the rest room. I watched almost without breathing. Entering the room, his wife sat uncertainly on a wide leather sofa. Then, as it seemed to me, struggling with herself, embarrassed lay on the sofa with her back, bending her knees at the knees and placing them on the wide armrest, thereby raising the pelvis. Opening the bottle, she released some oil on her hand and ran her hand into her crotch, smearing the oil between her thighs. The remains deposited on the glass surface of the bottle. I froze. Putting her panties and bra together, she folded them into a tight lump and ... tightly ... shut herself up ... her mouth! I was shocked!!! One hand, caressing her clitoris, the other, taking a bottle of her husband launched it into his vagina.

- MM-MMHM !!! - She moaned through her gag, slowly, centimeter by centimeter, planting a bottle in her bosom.

- MHHMHMMM !!! - smoothly moving into the vagina "convex glass", sagged from the pleasure of her spouse, - MMM-XXM !!!

I, literally sweeping away, from the observed picture. The movements of Alena all accelerated.

- MMMMHH !!! - she podmahivala to herself, arching in the back and raising the pelvis high, simultaneously planting a bottle at the very neck with each deflection of her body. Two minutes later, Alyona wheezed, making a gagging, screeching sound. Finally, bending over with ecstatic frenzy, she quickly pushed a bottle into her vagina, waving her pelvis.

- MMMM-HHMM-AAAA - AHH !!! - Alen mumbled Alain and pushed the gag out of his mouth. Slowly pulling the vial from the vagina, the wife relaxed and stood motionless on the sofa. After watching her for about five minutes, I decided that after all the events of today she was finally overwhelmed by fatigue. When I took out the cigarettes, I was about to go outside to get some fresh air, when, throwing my last glance at the monitor, I noticed that the spouse was moving and her hand again slowly reached the clitoris. “It gives !!!” - I thought dumbfounded and again sat down in front of the screen. What then appeared before my eyes fully confirmed my guess ...

Alena, idly caressing the clitoris with her fingers, stroking her buttocks with the other hand. After ten seconds, she strangely zazyvivalas on the couch, as if struggling with an invisible opponent.

- Otu-u-tired me-ee-nya! - unexpectedly languidly pronounced Alain, - well, not on-a-a-a child-me-yat !!! I beg you !!! - Said the wife, without ceasing while paw her body, for breasts, hips, vagina, buttocks! - Otsta-a-a-nte ... from ... me-ee-e-nyayaya !!! Svo-ooo-lochi !!! Fiends !!! - Alain continued to squirm, one hand "unraveling" her clitoris, the second continuing to paw her body.

"Yes, she" plays "in her rape !!!" - flashed through my mind.

- Do not! Do not shut me ro-MNMMM !!! - as if confirming my hunch, my wife twitched on the couch, clamping her mouth with one hand, and the second pulling her clitoris with bitterness.

- Not over - MMM, there - MMM !!! - then clamping, then releasing her mouth, imitating the "real" rape, the wife was rushing around the sofa. Spreading her legs wide apart, Alain launched her hand between the buttocks and with one finger began to caress in a circular motion ... her ANUS !!!

I am numb !!! After all, she did not like it ...?!?!?!

Alain, meanwhile, "played out" in full! Wriggling with her whole body and trying to escape from the hands of the “invisible rapists”, she grabbed a glass bottle and put it at the entrance to the anus, slightly pressing down on her sphincter.

- Not!!! Not tu-u-uda !!! Umo-o-o-ohlyuyuyu !!! - "burst" spouse slowly pushing the bottle into his anus. - Izv-ee-rgi !!! Do not shut me up !!! Not on-a-ado CL-MHMNMMM !!! - With these words, Alain again shut her mouth tight gag from her own bra and panties.

- MMMHMMM !!! - pushed deeper into the bottle vial anal wife. - MMMMMM !!! - Lenka twitched, planting a bottle in the anus for the most cork. - MX-MM-MX-MX !!! - Wanted her husband through the gag spouse and simultaneously rhythmically pushed the bottle in his ass. I watched in stupefaction, as with increasing acceleration she worked with a bottle in her anus, planting it over the cork itself and pulling it out again. Three minutes later, Alain wheezed and with a frenzy pushed the bottle, approaching orgasm.

- MMMHMMHHH !!! - Alain wildly jerking his body literally rolled off the couch, continuing to wriggle on the floor with a bottle in the anus. After about ten seconds, she stretched out on the floor on her stomach, hushed. The picture was not for the faint of heart, given the fact that the woman had raped herself! Alyona lay motionless, a bottle neck sticking out of her ass, a tight gag sticking in her mouth, she seemed to stop breathing. But now I was calm. She herself could not be raped to death !!!

Getting up from behind the monitor, I headed for the exit. Eagerly pulling on a cigarette, he began to analyze what he had experienced. Of course, my guess was correct! Once, trying to teach my wife to anal sex, I came across a very interesting article on this topic. She was written by a woman, which gave her a special value. So, she argued that there are almost no women who would welcome anal sex ... the first time. But! To accustom a woman to him is possible, noting at the same time that an individual approach is needed for each case. Although there is a general outline for all situations. First of all, it is the gradualness, slowness and great patience of men in this matter. A partner should be slowly taught to think that her ass can participate in her orgasm! Every time bringing a woman to orgasm, do not forget to at least touch her anus. Thus lulling her "vigilance." Slowly, moving further along this difficult path, enter the phalanx of the finger already. The purpose of all this is that during orgasm, especially in its initial stage, she must imprint on the brain not only vaginal penetration, but also anal. After some time of such exercises, which can last for several years, the woman firmly entrenched in the brain at the reflex level, that penetration into the anus, causes not only unpleasant sensations. After training, her anus will be associated with the subject of sexual pleasure. “Only Lenka is a little different,” I thought, “everything happened at her“ forced ”pace. “I suddenly came up with an article about female sexual fantasies. Despite the fact that the female sex requires mostly gentle handling of herself, nevertheless, quite often, almost every woman is also visited by fantasies about violence. Here she gets the opportunity to lift the ban on her secret sexual fetish, which she often hides in everyday sex life, fearing to be misunderstood. "So ... my wife, in principle, like ... the same as me ?! - I was taken aback by the thought that had pierced me, - and besides, in “non-player” form ?! The first time ... in our apartment ... for her it was really a shock ... Fantasy, proven in practice! All the games with me were nothing more than just games! Women's fantasy is much inferior in male "brightness". For them, you need a "truthful" and "convincing"! Therefore, with me, at the subconscious level, such games were unacceptable for her! Another thing four unfamiliar "rapists"! Plus a secret desire, which was sitting somewhere in the secluded place of her brain - about the possibility of a small and short erotic adventure on the side, which did not allow her to carry out a simple feeling of guilt in front of her spouse. "Rape" removes from it completely responsibility for the deed. "I did not want! But there were four healthy men! They attacked me, tied up and gagged! I was absolutely helpless! ”- variants of her self-justification were spinning intrusively in the brain. “But why did she like anal?” - I continued to wonder, then, slamming myself on the forehead, laughed softly, - but it is the rape in the anus that corresponds to her ideas about gross violence! It is this that “convinces” her subconscious that this is not a GAME !!! ”I remembered how I had raped my wife in the ass in the bathroom. Then I didn’t convince her. Because, according to the concepts of Alena, the husband can not rape! So my "games" did not fall into the number of her fetish. She needed a real one! Chuckling, I looked at my watch. The dawn was approaching. Throwing a cigarette into the sea, went into the cockpit, glancing at the monitor, saw his wife "peacefully" dormant in the bedroom. Tiredly crouching in a chair, I decided to take a nap ...

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We had exactly three days before arriving home. Alyona “courageously” played the role of a faithful wife, forcing herself to “look me straight in the eye” by an effort of will. I also came to terms with the “happened”, all the more, putting all the dots above “and”, as for the secret sexual desires of the spouse. After her “fierce” masturbation in the shower, I was no longer tormented by remorse. Unwittingly, I delivered "pleasure" both to myself and to her ... Now it was our common secret. Mystery-known to both ...