Anton was in no hurry to leave. His plans included a sequel. He was determined to have sex all night. The presence of my husband in this form and his partial participation did not bother Anton at all. Moreover, he clearly liked it.

- What about your ass? I have to try it. - Said Anton. - And your husband will look and be happy for you. - With a mock, he turned to Denis. - How does your friend feel? Share your impressions? If you want, I'll try and your ass.

I was stunned by such arrogance. The first desire was to put this insolent person out the door right there. I got up with the intention of collecting his things:

- I invited you not to fuck my ass, and not to fuck my husband. I invited you to enjoy it. And that my husband could observe my pleasures, not yours.

- Do not be angry, baby. You are very seductive and sweet. Your little ass is designed to be fucked. I want to give you pleasure. You must like it. And you will invite me again and again, and let me into your cute ass. Better drink more and surrender to pleasures. - Anton spoke in a low ingratiating voice, so I wanted to listen to him again. It was enough to hear a few compliments in my address, as I had already melted, and my indignation evaporated like smoke.

So, imperceptibly for me, the initiative began to pass into the hands of Anton. What a strange change. Not long ago his voice seemed hoarse and vile to me. Now he sounded hypnotic, fascinated.

- By the way, dear! Please bring us more whiskey. It seems that the conversation drags on.

Denis went for a whiskey and a snack. Already a bit dark. I turned on the sconce with warm yellow light. In the dim room it became a little brighter. One could well see the faces and all the details of the bodies.

- So much better. - Said Anton. I can see your ass.

And talkative Anton got down to business.

He hugged me tightly, whispering something unintelligible in my ear. I began to gently stroke my body. Anton kissed my neck, shoulders. Gently touched his chest. More and more squeezed the buttocks. And slowly getting to the anus.

I have never had anal sex before. And did not feel any particular desire to deal with them. I began to resist. I made the last attempt to finish tonight. Especially since I felt a little tired. But Anton's cautious movements, his soft persistence broke down my resistance, and I willingly surrendered to his strong hands. Enjoying the hug, I lost control of the situation and let his finger in my ass. Strange and new sensations. Such I have not experienced. They seemed nice to me. My pussy instantly swelled, and already exhaled moisture. Anton smeared fingers in my crotch and slowly introduced one finger in the ass. I froze, listening to the new sensations, trying to understand whether I wanted to continue or not.

- Denis, look what Anton is going to do with me now, if you're interested. I think it will be informative for you too.

My husband brought whiskey. He himself knelt in front of my booty and obediently began to look at what was happening.

I reached for the glass, took a few sips, but did not want to be distracted from the pleasure.

I could not even explain to myself why I allowed someone else’s peasant to put my fingers in my ass when my husband had no right to even touch this hole. This thought excited me.

I bent, exposing the ass and opened the entire crotch for viewing. Anton slowly and gently moved his finger in the anus, then he inserted two fingers into it and began to perform translational movements at first, and then circular, trying to stretch my untouched hole.

At first I listened to the new sensations, trying to understand whether I like it or not. But I began to catch myself on the fact that I was starting to be excited by these touches. To complete the sensations I lacked stimulation of the clitoris. I pulled my husband's hand and demanded that he caress my pussy. He began to gently stroke my crotch and gently pull at the clitoris. The combination of sensations from the anus and the clitoris bore fruit. I groaned with pleasure, shaking my ass to the rhythm with the fingers of the men who excited me. I already wanted anal sex.

The unexpected changes that occurred to me during these days surprised not only my husband, but also myself.

- You have to do an enema. I can help you. - Anton demanded. I dutifully obeyed his demand. Although an hour ago I was going to subjugate two men. But

with Anton, I did not succeed. I took the syringe and left the men alone. Has done all the necessary manipulations. When I returned, I found men drinking whiskey. My husband jerked Anton penis hands. How could he subjugate not only me, but also my spouse? This picture scared me and turned me on. Stunned, I took the glass and drank it in one gulp. The air in the room was heavy, the smell of sweat mixed with the smell of sex. I opened the balcony door. Fresh, May air burst into the room. It was completely dark outside. May nights are so romantic. My mood always becomes playful and pulls me on adventures. I was having fun.

“Hey, boys, there's a woman here, and she is impatient.”

I went to my husband and began to stroke and knead his buttocks, while he continued to masturbate Anton. I was very excited. I grabbed my husband, got to his testicles. She stroked the scrotum and played with his balls. Having brought my husband to the possible in his position of arousal, I switched to Anton. I took his penis in my hands and began to stroke it from head to base. The husband switched to me. He squeezed my buttocks passionately, frenziedly, launched his finger in my ass. I couldn't stand this way anymore. She lay on the bed, took a pose with an emphasis on the elbows, lifted her ass and gave herself up to the power of the guest. (Porn stories) As soon as Anton touched my pope, played with his fingers with the clitoris, I shivered and vaginal juice stood out on the crotch. His movements were so passionate that I involuntarily wanted to obey him, let him do what he wanted. But despite the passion, Anton was in no hurry. He caressed my breasts, gently twisted nipples, patted on the lips of sex. My excitement was growing rapidly.

I spread my legs wider, arched, raising my ass higher. I was exhausted from desire. The presence of her husband on her knees beside the bed made all the sensations thrill. Denis's eyes were agitated, his face was red, his breathing was intermittent. He made muffled moans. He stretched out his hands to my face and put his finger in his mouth. I began to suck his finger with pleasure. Denis approached my face and seized my mouth with a deep, passionate kiss, penetrating my tongue. His hand slowly slid down the body to the clitoris, then slowly to the cherished hole and two fingers entered the vagina. His fingers moved rhythmically inside. I moved my hips towards his arm. Anton entered with two fingers in my ass. And both men now fucked me in two holes with their fingers at the same time and rhythmically. I was moaning from pleasure, all my feelings were concentrated in the lower abdomen.

I waited for the explosion, fireworks, the peak of pleasure. Here I will overtake an orgasm. I was on the verge of shouting something incoherent in my voice, as Anton, with decisive movements, pushed off her husband and turned me on my back. Strong hands grabbed my legs and threw them on my shoulders. So I almost doubled over. I shamelessly showed both my holes completely open and ready to accept two men in them, no matter how they took me. With one hand, Anton firmly held me in that position. And another fished, it is not known from where, a jar of cream.

I just had time to notice that it was not my cream.Apparently, Anton brought this cream with him and for a very specific purpose.

Deftly opening this jar, he richly smeared my hole with cold ...