by the action of unweathered alcohol while sleeping. Somehow bringing Natasha to the original look, I slid off the couch, found the table in the dark, on it was a plastic bottle and drank deeply. Eyes gradually got used to the darkness, but still it was impossible to disassemble something, except for muddy contours. Approximately oriented, I moved to the exit. We must also look for Olka. And then there is so little who will be next to her.

Having got out in a hall, stood, remembering an arrangement of furniture. I would not want to overwhelm anything by waking the whole house. Thinking, he moved along the wall to the left, feeling the path ahead of him and, after a few steps, ran into the open door of the storeroom. And from there came muffled voices, almost a whisper. Fortunately, the door opened in my direction, so I was lucky to go unnoticed, stumbled upon it in time. Rather, my steps went unheard. And the conversation turned out to be extremely entertaining.

- Well, do not ... not now - asked for a female voice.

- Yes, everyone is sleeping, I'm telling you! - male. I easily identified Alik.

- What if he wakes up?

- Do not wake up. If anything, we immediately hear.

- No, I'm afraid.

- Do not be afraid. Well, come on quickly.

Further rustling and seemingly sound of a kiss.

- No, Alik, do not go there! I do not want!

I could not identify a woman by this half-whisper. Is it Olka? How did she get here? Why not sleep? Alik’s next comment clarified:

- Light, well, even minetik, eh? As then?

There was a sound of unzipping.

- Open your mouth. - Commanded Alik. - Wider. Here it is. Ltd! Good girl. And you can go deeper?

All this was accompanied by a quiet smacking. I made two conclusions from what I heard: firstly, Sasha, we turned out to be the owner of luxurious horns, and secondly, Alik Svetochka has it for the first time.

“Light enough for now.” Get up

- No, Alik, do not go there ... - it seems that Svetka is now still fucked in the traditional way.

- Yes, no one will know, everyone is sleeping! Turn ... yeah ... bend over.

There was a rustling rust of linen.

- Svetochka, legs arrange ... aha ... Yes, you are wet at all! Oh-oh-oh!

Rhythmic flip flops were heard from the pantry, accompanying the beginning of intercourse. Svetka moaned, Alik puffed ... well, and all the other accompanying sounds.

I did not wait for the end and turned back, fearing to be noticed. Reaching the starting point, looked into the room where he woke up and ofigel. From there came exactly the same rhythmic creaks of the sofa, which I myself had recently produced. It even seemed to me that I could see a whitening female thigh and buttock between the waist of the skirt and the pantyhose on the knees, and behind them a moving male body. Well Vitka! - I was outraged. - Well, bastard! I fucked, thinking that this is my wife, and he is! I wonder if he knows who that is. Maybe he thinks he is fucking Olka? However, I know - Natashka, so this is Alikova's problem. Who himself now ... Where is Olka after all? And Sasha? Maybe they have the same thing there? Hurriedly, trying not to make any noise, I rushed to the second floor.

Upstairs it was a little lighter. Or maybe it was nearing morning. In any case, I saw a peacefully snoring wife on the bed, and Sasha, who was sleeping next to him. Both were dressed. Having calmed down a bit, I climbed between them, embraced Olka and was going to sleep on, but something was disturbing. Probably the fact that I also brought Natasha to a decent look after what I did to her. To resolve this issue completely, pulled up Olka skirt and tried to get into the pants. Sperm somewhere out of it did not disappear, if that was. From my actions, she woke up.

- Dim, not now, I want to sleep ... - she misunderstood my intentions.

- I will not, I will not, sleep ... - I have already reached the sponges.

“Oooh ...” she sighed. “Okay, just faster.”

Olka got up with cancer, having raised her ass high and resting her head on the hands folded on the pillow. I realized that I would have to fulfill my marital duty.I can’t say that I just wanted to check if the same thing happened to me as my wife and Alikova.

First of all, pulling off her underwear, I launched two fingers deep into the vagina, trying to find traces of recent sexual intercourse, but I did not understand anything. It seems to be wet, but not very. And if there was a condom, then in general there will be no trace.

- Come on, why are you there? - Olka hurried.

I took out my organ, ran my hand several times over it, with some difficulty, brought it into a state of battle and thrust it into a substituted vagina. It came in very easily, reassuming me to suspicion. Olka habitually shook her back to meet her, donning herself to the scrotum.

I slowly, trying once again not to rock the bed, fucked my wife, looking at Sasha lying next to him. He slept, turning to the wall. Olka did not notice him immediately and now, turning her face to the other side, she was holding back her moans with all her might. I was not afraid of anything - my wife, that I want to do something. Moreover, this bed does not creak at all. However, the more I increased the pace, the more she swayed. Sasha finally woke up, turned over onto his back and in perplexity tried to make out in the dark what had awakened him. I did not notice this immediately, and then it was too late. And Olka and I were nearing the finish line and could not stop anymore. Sasha finally saw what was happening next to him. For some time he looked at us blankly, probably wondering if he was dreaming about it, and then he carefully reached out his hand and touched Olkina's thigh. Olka turned her head in his direction, but said nothing. Sasha, unsteady with a swaying hand, touched her leg several times until, rising higher, he reached for the crotch. Olka twitched at his touch, gasped in her voice and arched a little, and my swinging scrotum slapped him on her fingers. Then he was finally convinced that this was not a dream and quickly removed his hand from someone else's wife, continuing to silently observe. I doubled the pace, but my wife finished anyway. After a few seconds, and I was discharged into it.

- Well, finally ... - grumbled Sasha, turning away. - Let's sleep, too early.

Together with Olka, we jointly returned her clothes to the place and also settled down. I suddenly realized that I really wanted to sleep and closed my eyes.

Awakening was terrible. Once again, all the hangover horror stories turned out to be true. Nearby Olka also suffered. Sasha was gone. I somehow got to my feet, stood, waiting for dizziness, and dragged myself down, trying not to get up the stairs. All the others had already gathered there, crowding around the table and improving their well-being. The view from them, frankly, was very unhealthy. One Vitka looked better. He put the pile to the brim with me without words.

- Wife how? He asked sympathetically.

“It’s just the same ...” I closed my eyes and poured vodka into my mouth.

- Here, take her too. - he again filled the dish in my trembling hand.

I silently turned and went upstairs.

- Ol ..

- Mmmm ...

- On, have a drink ... feel better ...

- Mmmm ... - and all this without the slightest attempt to move.

I had to lift it myself and forcibly pour vodka into my mouth. She coughed but swallowed. I laid her down again and sat on the edge of the bed. Signs of revival appeared ten minutes later.

- BUT? - she turned to me. - Are you still here?

- Here. How are you?

- It seems to let go ... - she carefully sat down. - What ended yesterday, then? But I do not remember.

- I, too. I woke up at night below, then came to you. You slept with Sasha here. - I allowed myself a suspicious smirk. - I wonder how you were here together?

“I don’t remember ...” she honestly admitted, and added illogically, purely as a woman. - But you do not think there was nothing!

- How did I fuck you remember?

- No ... - she lifted her skirt, stupidly staring at the crotch, where under the pantyhose were visible panties with a still wet spot. - Ooo-oh ... Dim, and maybe Sasha, too ... of that ... used? BUT?

- Not. - I reassured her. - Doesn't seem like ... Read more →