Eldar opened his eyes and stretched sweetly. The sun's rays confidently made their way through the white curtains covering a small window of a sturdy village hut. The familiar sounds coming from the kitchen and the incomparable smell of morning coffee were heard through the half-open bedroom door: Oksana was preparing breakfast. I did not want to get up. In the end, there were still a few days of vacation, which she and his wife decided to spend in the village of Ksyusha - her best friend. There was not that mad rhythm that sets the city, sucking the last vital forces out of its inhabitants, there was no need to jump on the alarm clock and rush to nowhere, trying not to lose its place under the sun. It was possible to lie in bed as much as you like, because now there was no need to go anywhere.

Eldar glanced at his spouse lying nearby. Christina slept soundly after yesterday's late dinner, where they allowed themselves to relax and drink too much. He carefully slipped out of bed and walked down the hall to the toilet, slipping past Oksana unnoticed: he didn’t want to talk too much. Visiting the bathroom on the way back, Eldar returned to the bedroom, and noticed that Christine in a dream turned so that her chest seemed out of the "nightie" a lot more than decency required.

At home, in a city apartment, they often slept naked, unless they turned off the heating. But here Christine could not afford it: they lived in the house not alone. And her friend, Oksana, a young pretty woman (she, like Eldar’s wife was 27 years old), would be fine, she would be stupid to be ashamed, but the owner of the house, Oksana’s father, Edward, lived here. He was still a strong man, 49 years old, wearing a vest and soldier's boots, he constantly lived in the village after the divorce, and, according to Ksyusha, was an incorrigible womanizer. He pestered all of her friends, who often came to visit her, and this was quite explicable. It was hard for a single man to live without a woman, especially since at his age regular sex was a physiological necessity - so as not to die before the deadline.

Eldar gently lay down next to his wife and touched her chest. She did not react at all, being in a deep sleep: in the evening, trying to please the owner of the house, Uncle Edik, she obviously went over with tasting his “specialty” drink - alcohol, infused with pine nuts. The taste and appearance of this amateur creativity in the field of alcohol was wonderful, and resembled good French cognac with notes of “Amaretto”. But its effect on the body of an unprepared person, especially a woman, was "deadly" - Uncle Edik's "cocktail" poured outright. Eldar himself felt some heaviness in his head, although his body held a good punch: in his 29 years this was not surprising.

With visible pleasure, he stroked Christine’s naked chest and squeezed it. Her breasts were large and "comfortable" lay in her hand - what we need. Eldar, casting cautious glances at the sleeping one, moved closer to her and kissed her nipple, which appeared because of the décolleté of the light combination in which Christina had to go to bed. My wife did not even move. Emboldened, Eldar, like a schoolboy who first reached the naked female body, began to touch and stroke Christine's warm and soft breasts. Diligently licked his nipple and bit his teeth lightly. The wife started and sighed loudly.Then Eldar kissed the dark circle around the nipple, vibrated with the tip of the tongue on its hardening top, and began to suck, turning over the elastic flesh of his chest, swelling between his fingers.

Christine moaned softly and leaned towards him. Eldar smiled: he knew perfectly well that his beloved just dragged from the caresses of the breasts, especially when they squeeze and suck. Her reaction was at the level of instinct: she shamelessly surrendered to this kindness, even in a dream. Eldar lowered the blanket lower and, removing the strap from his shoulder, bared Christine's second breast. He caressed her breasts, squeezing them with his hands, and alternately kissing excited nipples. Christine began to breathe more deeply, then turned on her back, and spread her arms to the side. Eldar for a moment, detached from her body: God, how good she was in the morning rays of the bright sun!

Suddenly, there was a rustle, and Eldar glanced at the door: it was half open, and he noticed that someone was standing behind it. In the doorway flashed blue-white stripes: it was Uncle Edik. Eldar wanted to call him, but at the last second he changed his mind. A member of Eldar has long stood, and this situation gave him a new impetus. Eldar had never before noticed the inclinations of an exhibitionist, but this time he suddenly had the idea to fool around a bit and tease the "old stump" - so be it, let him look at the beautiful naked body of his wife.

Eldar turned on the bed so that it could be better seen from the side of the door of the sleeping Christina's chest. He gladly squeezed them, trying not to look at the door, then he crouched higher to his wife's head, and pulled out his excited organ from his underpants. “Well, what do you say to that, Uncle Edik?” Eldar smirked in his mind, and began to drive the head of a tense penis over the nipple, and around the entire circumference of the chest. Christine moaned again and bent up. Behind the door I heard some kind of fuss. Eldar glanced briefly in the direction of the noise: in the doorway, the host’s wide eyes were sticking out. “Now I will finish you off, old man!” Eldar smiled, and pulled the blanket up.

From under him, Christine’s bare legs appeared, which were slightly apart. Eldar pulled up the blanket and stopped an inch from his wife's crotch: he did not want to flaunt her being. Her full breasts and slender legs were open to outsider male gaze, and only the pubis was hidden by the folds of the bedspread. The eldar bent down and touched his wife's crotch: it was wet with excitement. He played with his fingers with her clit, and Christina, moaned, groaned. She was lying on her back, arms outstretched, and turning her head to her spouse.

Suddenly she ran a tongue over her lips. Her mouth remained half open. And here the devilish thought came to Eldar: this he had never done before. Completely forgetting that the observer was behind the door, Eldar still slightly got up on the bed, and pulled his throbbing member to face Christina. He felt her hot breath on his head, and touched her to his wife's lips. Christine did not respond. Then Eldar began to gently insert the head of the penis into her open mouth: Christine loved to suck dick, and he secretly hoped that her instincts would work this time too.

At first nothing happened: Christine just slept, and Eldar himself moved a member in her mouth. He was wildly aroused by the helplessness of his beloved, whom he used so insidiously, and he tried not to immerse himself in deeply so that (God forbid!) She would not wake up and this sweet game would not stop. Outside the door, a uniform wheeze was heard, and Eldar guessed what was going on there. He held the penis in his hands and gently guided him between Christine's lips. At the time of immersion, her lower jaw dropped, and the contact between the lips and his rising flesh weakened. Eldar, leaving a member in the mouth of Christina, stretched out his hand and again began to caress Christine’s breasts and nipples. His wife with a slight moan responded to his caress, and suddenly, with a move of her head, she closed her lips around the circumference of her penis.

Eldar froze. Just continued to caress the nipples, gently twisting them.Christina bent again towards his movements, made a cautious sucking movement, and stopped. But her lips continued to tightly clasp the trunk of an excited member. Eldar gently began again to move the member in the mouth of his wife, not disregarding her breasts. And Christina began to suck. First, slowly and uncertainly, then more and more ... She used her usual movements to suck Eldar's inflamed organ, and he slowed down, fearing that she would stick her member too deep in the heat of pleasure, Christina would wake up and all the novelty and beauty of this obscene game would end.

Out of the corner of her eye, Eldar noticed that Christine’s hand had slid down to her ...