At the camp site, where we arrived only on Saturday evening, all the houses were occupied. Only thanks to the help of a friend Laura, for us, we found a half of a two-story house, in which five men already lived.

It turned out to be three rooms in which there were only six beds. How to divide them into eight people, we did not know. It was impossible to sleep together on old armored beds, and no one wanted to spend another night without sleep. Once again, Laura’s friend, who had found two old cots for us, helped out (some of our readers will remember what it is). To negotiate accommodation and extra beds, Lorca went to the administrative building.

We are divided into rooms. Folding beds were laid down by those men who were shorter (these parodies on the bed were not only terribly raspy, but also short) —Andrey and Volodya. Lida, as the most "elderly", and Laura, who enjoys a special arrangement of the staff, was sent to sleep in a room without a "music" bed. Lyudmila and I, as a married couple, even the former, were settled together. On the cot in our room, Andrew wanted to lie down. In the room where Yuri and Tanya were to sleep, they added Volodya.

I immediately went to bed: there was no strength, and I decided to postpone all the water procedures in the morning. Andrew followed my example, but tossed for a long time, and his clamshell squeaked all existing and non-existent notes. First of all, Lyudmila went to the shower, from where, without embarrassment, she returned completely naked. Andrew could not stand this spectacle and immediately perched on her. But he did not achieve much success: too much energy was given over the day and last night. This sight was not so much exciting as it was ridiculous: if he tried to enter Lyudmila with force, the bednets would stretch and his partner would kick the ass on the floor. Wanting to help him, my ex-wife began to give him a blowjob, and he, apparently trying to compensate for his failure, told her the same. Watching their “French kiss”, I fell asleep.

I slept badly. Affected sleepless night, sexual exhaustion, nervous overexcitement. I connected him with the fact that four people who had turned into a whore Lyudmila had right in front of my eyes: after all, she, albeit the former, but his wife.

The first time I woke up from the groans of Ludmila: Andrei still managed to satisfy her. For which he laid a blanket right on the floor next to my bed. The second time I was woken up by the creak of a folding bed: a neighbor finally satisfied with my wife tossed and turned to sleep. Lyudmila was not in bed: she ran into the shower to wash. In the third - slammed the door: my ex-wife went somewhere.

“Really. fuck again? - I was surprised. “It seems that her uterus rabies has begun.”

When Andrei’s “musical” bed creaked again, I opened my eyes again and again saw Lyudmila’s empty bed.

I looked at my watch: the tenth hour. You could get up. I took a shower and went to the neighbors to find those who had already woken up, and then inquire about breakfast. Without thinking twice, I went to the room where Laura spent the night: the easiest thing with her was to solve this problem. On the way I looked to Jura, Tanya and Volodya. Tanya and Volodya were still asleep, Yurin's bed was empty.

The most logical explanation for his absence came to mind: he retired with Luda and fucked her like the last slut.

But they fucked in the next room: Yura was trying with might and main on Lida, who at times not only moaned, but screamed. It was felt that she was working on our “old woman” Yuri for a long time: it looks like they changed several poses, and now the woman was standing with cancer, leaning on the back of her bed.Laura was not in the room.

From nothing to do, I walked around the house. From the window of the half where the men lived, there was a desperate cry: it looks like my ex-wife was screaming. I rushed at the door and in the open room I saw completely naked, covered with red stripes and smeared with sperm Lyudmila. (Especially for eroticspace.info - sexitails.org) She stood between the backs of the two beds to which she was fastened with straps. I rushed to her, but failed to reach: someone's blow on the head stopped me. They beat me for a long time, they beat me with their feet, with a belt with a heavy buckle. When I was able to raise my head, there were five unknown men with red and evil faces around me. The youngest of them seemed to be no less than 45-50 years old.

My torturers looked very picturesque: one of them had put on cowardly sperm-stained family pants, on the rest there was absolutely nothing. Under the large bellies of three of them, something was dangling that could only be called “pisuns”. But one almost to the knee (and it is in a passive state!) Hung a stringy member, the thickness is not inferior to smoked sausage. It is easy to imagine, but it is hard to believe that in the active state its “unit” also resembles a sausage long loaf, but at the same time boiled. Hair, a sort of thick black beard hanging from his pubis, stuck together from the streams of thick sperm. Thick hair covered his chest, abdomen, arms and legs.

In his hands he held a leather belt with a metal buckle. Apparently, this buckle, he had a good break on my back. It is possible that he “treated” Lyudmila with the same belt. And he raped her along with the whole company. That's why she screamed.

I got up with difficulty: my head was spinning, my legs trembled, my body ached from a multitude of painful blows. In the corridor hung a large mirror, which reflected my swollen physiognomy with a bruise spreading under my right eye.

- What are you, bastards, kidding over a woman? - I didn’t care how they react to my words: they won’t kill them, but I didn’t feel pain.

- What do you care? - a hairy question answered the question, in whose speech the accent of the native of the Caucasus clearly slipped. - Burst, scream. Maybe steal what you want? We sing these whores, we feed, we take off half of the house for them, we give money ... And you rush into the house, where our whores stand naked, receive punishment. Here one, above - another. The four of us promised to come back on Friday. And you yourself just in the morning came drunk and fucked. Yes, and only two. Lida and Tanya have monthly periods, they say. That is punishable. For the money we have the right. And you embarrass girls. Embarrassed you, no longer obey.

- what are the whores ?! - I got nervous and broke into a scream. - Wife is mine.

“You, boy, don't make noise,” the man came forward with the biggest belly and the smallest member, “I have at least a wife, even a member of the politburo.” Money and products takes, girlfriends leads, sucks cool, fucks well, all the whim performs. Already a year with us here on weekends fun. And you say wife. Just now found out that she cuts cabbage with body and tongue?

- Sasha, - Lyudmila gave voice, - they are telling the truth. Like I divorced you, I went to the zoo with the boys. There in the high-rise - deli. In it they noticed me. The hotel room was rented, used for three days. Their saleswomen were sent with the boys for a walk, and themselves in my room. First one, then two, and on the third day the five of us entered. Tortured to the end. Since then come to us here. Once, ten people were brought, and Lorca and I were together. Horror. I had to Tanya with Lida pigglasit. Do not be offended, I did not have time to tell them about you.

- So are you really a husband? - the chief was surprised. - Sorry, badly thought about you, beat. All compensate, do not worry.

- Who are you?

- Like who? I lead the grocery store, Vasily is my deputy, Kostya and Pavel are in charge of the departments. Vano meat chops. No woman gives him: as a member they see, they get scared. And yours - without problems: immediately spread her legs, only bites her lip.And her friends without complexes, give - just hold on! All our whims perform: and lick and suck, and ass is substituted. Even the “plane” is made and the “daisy” is played.

- Let's go upstairs, Alexey Petrovich, let's sit and talk with the guest, - Vano got into the conversation.

- Yes, let's go, Alexander, - the main one turned to Lyudmila and gave her a wave of his hand, and you come with us.

Luda easily got rid of the straps and, without dressing, ran up the stairs.

(Sequel follows)