Hike

How did it all start? Probably, we come to everything gradually. Life slowly cooks us, pushes us, and now we are the ones that we are ... Although this story is not at all zoophilic, it’s probably all started from our dog.

My wife and I lived in a private house, and our dog Vulcan lived on chains in the yard with us. A healthy shaggy dog, in her ancestors she definitely had Caucasian Shepherd Dogs, well, and others apparently mixed up a lot. Rising on his hind legs, he was no matter how taller than me. Our neighbors were also afraid of him, and that we would break down somehow, and we ourselves, to be honest, even though he was peaceful in nature. And our neighbors brought themselves a little bell. Also not purebred small vociferous creature, always striving to get close behind and bark squeakily. She ran everywhere, and she grazed in our yard, begging for leftovers. So once we sit at home with my wife, we hear, this small shrieks, from the side of our wolfhound booth. Well, we think pipets! He climbed, bitch, to ours in a bowl, and he had her a bite in half for it. With neighbors now to understand ... We leave, and we can not understand how this can be. Ours is with a phlegmatic snout, and in the back in the castle hangs with him (you can't tell otherwise), the neighbor mongrel, suspended on his penis. And there were so different sizes of dogs that she even with her hind legs did not get to the ground, but only sorted out the front ones, trying to get more comfortable. While standing with my wife, we thought how to help the “neighbor”, the knot apparently slept a little, and with the sinking sound of his blue and red swollen member fell out of it. Neighboring, screaming at last, ran to lick the "wound", well, and we went into the house, discussing whether the mongrel would die or the mongrels live. Do you think she died? Fuck it there! For tomorrow she again ran to our house and for 10 minutes she squealed in the castle with him ... And then she continued to run. True, I did not find them during the process itself, I don’t know how he managed to get where he needed, so my wife saw the process from beginning to end when I was at work.

So, from this case, we first started talking with my wife, how “there” everything stretches out and what a woman should feel at the same time. My wife persuaded me, but nothing pleasant should be, argued that all the nerve endings are still located almost at the entrance, and it will only hurt or something can break. And I cited our dogs as an example, that that mongrel didn’t run to fuck with their peers, but ran to ours. I downloaded porn, and with men with dublin-like members, and from the opera "fisting", where women were stretched and pulled with incredible objects. Such conversations started both our sex, after that it became brighter, orgasms more often. Gradually fantasies on the subject of a peasant with a big dick firmly settled in our bedroom. In her normal life, the spouse was still on her own, that my “average” member was ideal for her, but during sex she was pleased to fantasize with me. We even had a dildo, one and a half times larger than my dick, but my wife didn’t like him, and after 2 3 uses he was gathering dust in the closet. Inquiries about what was wrong, she put on thick rubber gloves on her hands (with which she washes dishes) and jerked me off so that I could understand that the living felt quite differently. The example was so-so, but I didn’t insist - I don’t like it, I don’t like it. Gradually, our fantasies became more liberated, they were already more like real plans to find and try. But as soon as the excitement disappeared, Sveta did not even want to hear about the third. She said that everything suits her completely. But apparently the request with our imagination was sent into space, reached the addressee, and life itself did something that we could not decide on ...

It was the middle of July, when suddenly, unexpectedly, at first, in classmates, and then on the phone, my cousin Pashka drew himself. I do not even know how much we have not seen.I remember that even in school he was engaged in rowing, had some kind of discharge, constantly rode around the competition, well, he was a pretty healthy kid for his age. Then he suddenly suddenly disappeared from my sight, without going to college. Just perestroika was, everyone was spinning as he could. The guy was an adult and healthy, apparently, too, was spinning. Even his parents did not know where to look, but they said, sometimes calls from Spain. Someone said that Pasha works in Spain at a construction site, someone that he is in the Russian mafia there, and someone in general, that he is in prison, just parents ashamed to admit.

The next time I heard about him, many years had passed, he already lived in the Moscow region, was married a second time to a woman with a child and went to work in Moscow. Then he showed up in classmates, correspondence with the duty phrases, and again everyone has his own life.

And now he is suddenly announced, saying that he wants to show his homeland to his wife, come to visit, go round relatives ... Well, how can you refuse him, come, of course, shelter, feed.

Here is the meeting. From the pictures I would not have recognized him. A healthy man for almost forty years, very broad shoulders, tall, when he greeted me, my hand simply disappeared in his healthy palm. Immediately I remembered the stories about our grandfather, whom I hardly remember. He was always described exactly like this. Bogatyr, in one word. I always considered myself tall, but even with my 180 cm I felt somehow small, next to him ... Oksana’s wife was a match for him, what they call a battle-woman. Also high, just below me, wide hips, a powerful chest, most likely in her youth was very beautiful, but now she has gotten good, has become faint, but has not lost her proud posture and imperious look. My Light with her 160 height and 44 kilograms next to her looked like a teenage girl. And their son. I do not even know how to describe. Name is Artem, kid, like a kid. Already started to stretch in growth, rather thin, slightly taller than Sveta.

With them in the house immediately became crowded. Big, active, noisy. Piled backpacks with things in the corner, tents, Pasha said on the hike, let's go, as it turned out, they will go along with us, because here he no longer remembers anything. I had to take time off at work, also look for equipment, while they drove around the rest of the relatives. It is time "H". I offered options where you can get out into nature with overnight stays. We stopped at a mountain lake, we had to go there half a day by car, then walk up to a decent distance, but it was a very beautiful place, not filled with tourists, with a spruce forest and a clean mountain lake.

We got there in the evening, set up tents, laid out things. My Svetik left the tent already in a bathing suit, and said she wanted to rinse. Pashka took over the reins. He said that Sveta was bathing and starting to do dinner, they go to the woods to collect firewood, and I go to the spring for water. And after dinner, everything is already swimming ...

Quickly returning with water, I helped Sveta peel the potatoes, I had to put the pot on the fire, but the lumberjacks did not have everything, and I went after them. Having gone deep into the woods, already far enough, and having decided that I missed them, I was about to go back, collecting a fallen dead tree when I heard a noise. A strange noise, as if someone was fighting. Carefully moving in the direction of noise, I almost went out into a small clearing, and stopped dead in my tracks. Oksana was standing on the clearing with cancer, and she was attached to her behind ... Artem, ramming her with quick movements. Both breathed, like locomotives, their breathing, interspersed with moans, and I took it, for the fight. Pasha sat nearby, relaxedly leaning against a tree, and, glancing at them, was chewing a straw. It was a shock, I stood rooted to the spot, and looked at this action.

When it was over, and they began to gather, I came to my senses a little and, trying not to stomp, I quickly retreated. They came about 15 minutes later, after gathering firewood along the way. I have already lit a fire by picking up the road quickly. Svete said he did not find them.

After dinner, in the evening, the people frolicked in the water, I froze first and got out of the water.Pasha came out behind me and asked, "Seen?". Apparently I'm too ...