I have long wanted to make my wife addicted to MMT or MMZHZH group sex, but she not only did not let herself be persuaded, but even hints about it, did not want to perceive ... did not want to listen about it ...

I posted her nude photo on the Internet and corresponded with like-minded people. Mostly they were swingers, but there were just some interesting guys. And so I came up with a plan to seduce my beloved. She sometimes went to Belgorod, to her grandmother, to stay for a few days. And I stayed at home with my son (school, sports section). I found a few people on the Internet who want to seduce my beloved. Able to take time off from work for a few days, and at home to refer to a business trip. I was ready to pay all the travel expenses (train, hotel, pocket money), and they promised high-quality sex and no violence.

And once again, when my wife got ready for a trip, I signed with the selected guys and settled on two candidates. Sergey is 29 years old, dark, slim, a massage therapist (his wife loves massage) and with a rather interesting member: not very large and long, 18 cm, but with a lot of skin. Even in the fighting position before the head there is a tube 1, 5-2 cm long. The second Dmitry is a stocky, lean, 32-year-old boy. Especially not remarkable, but its main advantage is a member: 22 cm and very thick, about 7 cm in diameter. Even in the photo, he looked impressive: a sort of cudgel, in the veins and with a mushroom head, with wide edges. Since my wife likes dark and tall guys more, I decided to make Sergey the main seducer. Therefore, I took the tickets to the SV to him and his wife, and made Dmitriy a random companion in the next compartment. I also spent on the phone, so that Sergei would turn it on, and I heard the whole process of communication.

I agreed with the guys that they came just before the departure, but he did not wait for the train to depart, said goodbye to his wife and left. The wife was pleased that she was alone in the compartment, in the hope that no one would come. And it seemed to me that she would be more relaxed with Sergey if he thought that I did not know that a young man had fallen into her companions.

So, the wife went to Belgorod, and I hurried home to the computer (to record everything that happens on the phone).

A little about us: I am 35 years old slim, dark. The wife of 27 years old is a slim very beautiful blonde (dyed), 48 kg, her legs are slightly apart (in the sense: her thighs do not rub against each other) the second breast size, the pussy is neatly trimmed and shaved, and the hairs on the lips are very short trimmed (does not like to shave them ).

So, the train started. His wife met with Sergey and chatted freely on general topics about Belgorod. My wife told me about the grandmother, and Sergey told me about the "business trip". It was the night (go 12 o'clock, the arrival in Belgorod at 7 am), brought a hot dinner and drinks. Sergey got champagne. They drank a little, Sergey ran to smoke sometimes, and his wife went to the toilet a couple of times. While she was gone, Sergey added excitement drops that I had previously purchased to champagne, and at the same time I checked the connection with me. A couple of hours later my wife was very cute and obviously flirted with Sergey. From idleness they decided to play "fool". It was boring to play together and Sergey suggested inviting Dmitry, another “seconded” person, to the company, who had already visited him several times with a cigarette lighter.

On this occasion, they got another bottle of champagne and the game went merrily. Then he got bored with the interest, and decided to play for kisses. This is the same soon tired, because (according to my advice) the guys constantly lost and they had to kiss each other on the cheek. Sergei offered to play for undressing, and after some persuasion his wife agreed, only to the underwear.The game went more fun, clothes flew off the guys faster, but everything was gradually removed from the wife. As soon as everyone was in their underwear, the fun subsided. We played a few more horses, for unpretentious desires and the wife began to sleep. No persuasion on her acted, obstinate, got into a tracksuit and went to wash. I advised Sergei not to get upset, but to try not to rush the situation and unleash his wife alone.

And Dima advised to go to sleep. Sergey added a pathogen to his wife in a glass put on his pants and went to smoke. Upon arrival, it turned out that the wife was already lying, but not sleeping, but listening to the player. Sergey suggested his wife do a professional massage before bedtime. My wife did not have to persuade, she loves massage and makes it weekly in the salon. To relax, they drank the remnants of champagne and set about. In the twilight, his wife was lying on her stomach, and Sergei was massaging her back. The bra was unbuttoned, hands above the head, and the sheet was lowered to the middle of the ass. Sergey did the massage very gently, slightly massaging the skin on his back, from top to bottom and stroking the back from bottom to top.

I am recording all this from what I heard on the phone and from Sergei’s words, since sometimes the connection was cut off, and about a couple of hours after the departure, it was completely interrupted, about half the time, Sergey turned on the voice recorder on the phone. Further audition was assumed after the purchase of a SIM card by Sergey in Belgorod.

The wife clearly enjoyed the massage and hands of Sergei, the intimate setting without her husband, the aphrodisiac, champagne, and all these factors combined. Her cheeks were flushed, her mouth was half-open, and every time Sergey’s hands touched her ass, she was slightly noticeably goosebumped. Sergey warmed up his back and turned his belly up. His wife covered her chest with his hand, and he began to massage his tummy. Panties were tightened to half of the pubis, and part of him looked out.

With each movement of the hand on the lower abdomen, Sergey seemed to unintentionally touch the hard pubic hairs and move the panties down slowly. His wife threw her head to the side, her eyes were closed. She was breathing clearly more often than necessary. Covering his chest with a towel, Sergei joined his hands, massaging his neck and shoulders, he sometimes touched his chest. His wife did not pay attention to this, although she could not fail to notice these touches. Having finished with his hands, Sergey set foot. He started from the foot up, carefully flushing the entire leg. When it came to the inside of the thigh, it was obvious that plump, pink lips looked out because of the rolled up and lowered panties. With his hands, making movements on his thigh, he touched his panties and his lips, with the back of his hand. The wet strip of panty was clearly visible.

His wife made no attempts to stop Sergei, from which he realized that his wife was not against such caresses and perhaps even sex. He turned her back, to massage the remaining parts of the legs and began to massage, touching the panties with his hand. While the wife was lying on her stomach, the moisture from her slits leaked on her lips and to the pubis, soaking her panties in this place. Now Sergey saw it and understood that in principle it is already possible to begin something better than a massage. A member of him has long stood, orderly wetting his pants and the same. Blood pounded in his temples, his hands quivered, but he did not know how to begin. He turned her back on her stomach and began to stroke her back. Having decided, he slowly pulled the panties even lower, opening the view to the pussy and began to massage the ass. My wife was silent again, and he was actively working with his hands, blinding both halves in turn. In this case, the sponge is opened, then shifted to the sides, revealing the pink, shiny from the moisture inside.

The juice was already dripping down the lips, wetting the hairs. The wife could not ignore this, but again did not make any attempts to stop Sergei.On the contrary, as soon as the lips began to move and rub against each other and on the panties, under the pressure of Sergey on the ass, the wife barely noticeably began to make instinctive movements towards his hands, barely raising her ass. And it seemed to Sergey that she even made an attempt to moan from her overwhelming desire several times. And judging by the subsequent events, he was not mistaken. Once again, when his wife's ass lifted Sergei thought. Because ...