Hello, I want to tell you a very real story. To begin with, I have been married for 10 years. My wife's name is Natasha. She is 28 years old. She is a tiny blonde, 158 cm tall, with a thin waist, 2 size breasts, round elastic bottom and cool hips. Pretty pretty face with big gray eyes and plump lips make her especially attractive, as well as haircut under the square, which she really wants.

We, as I said, have been married for 10 years. And over time, the desire was not to fade away, but to become a little dull. the brightness and sharpness of impressions began to disappear and I did not know how to fix it, until one memorable event.

Once, we decided to drink a little on Saturday evening, but we didn’t particularly want to go anywhere, but it was also boring to sit by one. Therefore, we called several friends and invited them to visit. The evening was quite pleasant, there was a lot of communication, jokes and the participants did not regret that they came to us. But closer to the night, everyone began to slowly disperse.

The last was our old friend Ilya. He was well drunk and his wife suggested he spend the night with us. We live in a private house and upstairs on the second floor there are two small rooms located opposite each other. One of them is our bedroom, the other is a guest bedroom. When everyone broke up, my wife came up to me and said:

- Dear, let's clean up a little here, and I will go to Ilya to bed in the room, otherwise he will fall asleep already.

It was true, tall and thin Illya was already nodding and Natasha took his arm and led the guest upstairs to the guest bedroom.

I stayed downstairs and cleaned the empty bottles, rinsed the glasses, collected the papers, etc. Somewhere after 20 minutes doing cleaning and in fact almost finishing, I heard some sounds that alerted me. Getting up quietly I listened. From above came quiet rhythmic beats and creaks. I did not understand at first what it was. But then the sound seemed familiar and when I realized that the bed squeaks and hits the wall, next to which it stands, I was thrown into heat and cold at the same time. "Is he ... is he there ... fucking? Fucking my wife? My Natasha? ”My head was all mixed up, my heart was pounding and it was as if he was doused with hot syrup, my forehead and cheeks were burning, I was breathing as if I had run a couple of kilometers, and strangely enough the member got up and was hard as a stone.

Stepping silently on cotton feet, I slowly opened the door and listened. Skips and blows became clearer, and among them I heard the same rhythmic moans of my wife. Not understanding what to do, I began to quietly climb the stairs. I, of course, would have had to break in to stop the betrayal, but the closer I came, the more clearly I understood that I would not disturb them in the world.

And the sounds were becoming clearer. I have already heard his eggs slapping my wife's sex lips, I heard her vagina being gently chomping. when he drives her cock. "She was so wet!" I thought. I heard my wife quietly and sweetly moaning with each of his blows. "Yes! Yes! Yes! More! More! Yes!" Ilya began to accelerate the pace, driving her cock into her harder, and I heard how she began to howl and realized that the orgasm was close. So he accelerated, so she began to moan very quickly, then suddenly she was silent for a moment and only the sound of frictions and the sound of the bed on the wall could be heard. a loud, prolonged moan escaped. "She finished!" - I understood. My wife came under another man!

- My bitch! - I heard Ilya's voice. - Well, did you like it?
- Yeah! - my wife sang sweetly and I felt that she was smiling in her mouth with her fucking smile. which only I saw before.
- You want more? - he asked
- ahaa! She moaned.
- Then get up cancer! - Ilya's team followed and judging by the sound, my Natasha unquestioningly obeyed.

For a moment, the sounds stopped, and then in the silence there was a jerky, joyful groan of my wife and a slight slap. Elijah entered her with a jerk and in the same rude jerks he didn’t even fuck, but just to fight my wife like a whore.

- What, bitch, do you like? - Ilya asked again.
- O yes! Yeah! Yeah! - My wife was moaning to the beat of his beats.

And suddenly I heard a loud and biting slap, from which my Natasha squealed somehow joyfully and in a damn. “He hit her in the ass! - it came to me - He slaps her ass like a cheap slut and she likes it, judging by the joy in her voice! . which my wife is now. It aroused so much that I almost could not hold back.

And in the room, slaps were heard more and more often, and for each of them Natasha gratefully and happily shouted and whined and sometimes howling these jerky screeches into the word “Yes!”. And Ilya fought her! Gods, how he fought her! The squalling sounds of frictions resounded throughout the house, the bed frantically beat back against the wall and creaked, my wife squealed and howled under it and in her voice only pleasure, gratitude and happiness were heard. Her fucking happiness.

I already counted that Natasha had finished 4 times. but Illya did not think to stop. He changed poses and he said at the next shift:

- Push the buttocks!

"He wants to fuck her in the ass!" I guessed. But will she agree? She gave me only 3 times in anal and every time I tried to evade anal sex. Maybe there will refuse? But I heard her sweetly singing "Wowwmmm!" And apparently complied.

- I will scream. She whispered - screaming loudly, but you do not stop, I want to scream under you!

And I heard how loud she moaned. when apparently he began to introduce into her tight anus his penis. (Especially for eroticspace.info) And then it was crazy. He was tearing her even wider and coarser, the walls just shuddered at such sex, Natasha shouted at the whole house. fought under him and finished again and again.

Yes, and I also finished 4 times already. When the sounds in the bedroom began to subside, I just went down silently.
After some time I heard light steps. My wife was coming down. The door opened and I was taken aback. Natasha stood before me completely naked. She was all glistening with sweat streaming down her. Hair tousled, on the chest, neck and shoulders traces of hitch, on the face and hair sperm on the chest and thighs red prints of male palms, and the buttocks just burn crimson.
She stood and looked me straight in the eyes and in her eyes burned a fucking fire.

- Heard, dear? - Licking her lips and smiling a corner of her lips, she asked - come here!

I approached her and she saw that I had a penis and on my underpants was a huge wet spot from sperm that had erupted more than once. She grinned at this. She took my hand, spread my legs and put my hand in there. My fingers tumbled into a huge, hot, bursting cave. Gods, how he smashed her! And inside ... Inside!

- Yes! - sweet she stretched looking into my eyes - Yes! He finished in me! And here. - put my hand into the vagina - and here! - I sang my hand further and it fell into the same hot and damp cave, but a little smaller in size that it was in its place when that tight anus.

I pulled out my hand and saw that the love juice of my wife and Ilya's sperm were mixed abundantly in it. And the spouse stood and smirked looked at me. I realized that our life has changed. Changed for the better!