As you already know from the story “The Crimean Story”, the rest in Crimea this year began well. But, we started “hooligans” on the way there.

At the Moscow railway station, entering the compartment, we met our fellow travelers. Vitaly is a lieutenant, this year he graduated from ... the academy and was distributed to Sevastopol. Dasha, slim slim brunette with straight bangs and hair to the middle of the back - his 20 year old wife. They played the wedding three weeks ago.

We had to go more than two days, but the guys turned out to be convivial and we hoped that time would pass unnoticed.

- How do you like a boy? - I asked my wife when we left the compartment.

- Cute, tall, broad-shouldered: the same as you - my wife flattered me.

- He stares at you.

- I deliberately dressed like this, - Marina proudly displayed her fourth size, - But with the girl it will be more difficult, but, I think, we can also master her.

Returning to the compartment, we, together with the newlyweds realized the dinner. A simple grocery set, traditional for Russian trains, was crowned with a liter bottle of whiskey.

We would not have to run for the second - Vitali had a drink too.

Dasha tried to give up alcohol, but my wife insisted and herself made her drink.

Soon we chatted about everything.

A young sailor at every opportunity considered my wife, because short shorts and a low-cut T-shirt did not interfere with this.

Realizing that the young, already drunk enough, I offered to play "fool".

After a few horses, we drank one at a time and, again, for our beautiful wives.

Despite the night, the compartment was too hot, the air conditioning could not cope.

I decided to use this occasion: - Perhaps, we will play on the strip?

The newlyweds are a little strained. Vitaly realized that his wife would have to undress in front of me.

But, Marina came to the rescue.

She put her hand on his knee and leaned forward a little, “Don't worry, it's just a game.”

And Vitali could not help but look where Marina’s two big boobs barely restrained her bra.

Dasha flatly refused, but my wife was able to persuade her too.

We agreed to play up to the cowards and allowed the women not to undress during the first two losses.

All lost one time and now Vitaly and I sat without T-shirts.

Wife appreciated his muscular body and the next con openly merged. Then we left "fool" Dasha and again Marina.

With a showy reluctance, she pulled off her T-shirt and began to hand out cards.

Young looked at her large breasts, tightly covered with a lace bra.

In his eyes was curiosity and desire, in her eyes - envy and jealousy, because she did not possess such wealth.

When Dasha lost and took off her T-shirt, her small breasts remained covered with a white bra with thick foam cups.

I specifically lost the following con and took off my shorts.

- Honey, did you like this Dasha? - the wife laughed, pointing to my riser, badly hidden by underpants.

Dasha blushed, but could not not look at my underwear.

My wife and I looked at each other: the girl is ready!

The next one was lost to Marina and famously jumped out of the shorts she was folding, sticking out her wide ass for all to see.

Judging by the reaction of Vitaly, it is time to introduce "heavy artillery" and my wife lost again.

I helped her unbutton her bra and she slowly released her boobs.

Two heavy pears swung and hung, chaining Vitaly's eyes and forcing Dash to look at him jealously.

All the next game, my wife showed her charms, from which Vitaly became more absent-minded.

Not surprisingly, it was he who was "foolish." Everyone saw a mound in his underpants and I didn’t fail to voice: “Honey, apparently Vitaly likes you very much!”

The lieutenant blushed and looked at Marina, who estimated the size of his farm through fabric.

I managed to leave Dasha.

She did not twist her booty, but we managed to notice white lace panties while she was taking off her shorts.

I could not wait for the moment when I could remove this extra fabric from her.

The next con lost again Dasha. She put her hands behind her back, looked at us hopefully, but no one stopped her.

She covered her breasts with long hair and remained topless.

Naturally, nothing was visible, but from the anticipation of her young body, a lubricant stood out at my end.

It was necessary to free the youth by their example: Marina lost again. There was a question: what should she do, because only cowards were left on it.

“Well, honey, now it's just desire,” I began our rehearsed dialogue.

- No, I still have something to take off, - my wife played up to me and lowered her panties.

Her smoothly shaved pubis was peeked by the guys, but the wife did not interfere with them, on the contrary, she began to distribute cards and spread her legs wider.

For Vitaly, who was sitting opposite Marina, there were no more secrets left. It was evident that he was ready to pounce on her right now.

For some reason, my wife lost again. And I gave her the task: to kiss our fellow travelers.

Marina leaned over the aisle and kissed Vitali on the lips. Then across the table she reached for his wife. Dasha, she kissed on the lips for much longer. At the same time, supposedly in secret from me, she took Vitaly's hand and put her sagged chest in it.

Dasha did not expect such a passionate kiss, she was confused, shocked and excited. Marina looked into her eyes and gently slid her hair on her back. Very small spiky breasts of Dasha decorated small pale pink areoles with the same small nipples.

“Like an ancient Greek goddess,” I involuntarily issued a compliment.

Dasha blushed, but did not hide behind.

It was my turn to lose.

- Honey, help me, - I turned to my wife and stood sideways to my companions.

My missus pulled off my pants, and a member with a purple head swayed in her face. I slowly freed myself from the last item of clothing, allowing Dasha to see everything better, although she tried to hide her curiosity.

The cards were handed out again ...

- Well, if everything is already undressed ..., - Vitaly, having lost, did not begin to waste time, and in one fell swoop he took off the remnants of his clothes.

- ABOUT! Dasha, you are very lucky! - My wife could not resist seeing his dick.

I have all shaved, and his pubic hair and eggs had light brown hair. But his dick turned out to be of decent size, I know - Marina loves such.

We were all red either from heat or excitement ...

Dasha remained the best dressed, but after losing, she did not hurry to undress. She chose desire and waited for her husband to guess.

His thoughts were delayed, and, again, my wife helped out: - Dasha, do not worry, just kiss us. Go here!

She, also, like me, sat by the window and she had to leave the table. Turning to her husband, she leaned toward me and tried to get a light kiss on the lips, but I held her head with my hand. The kiss lasted only a couple of seconds, but I kissed her as an adult, with a tongue, and most importantly - she did not resist it.

Marina sat Dasha between us, stroked her shoulder, neck and gently kissed her lips. Their kiss from innocent, quickly turned into a passionate kiss of two excited women. Marina was hugging Dasha with one hand, and stroking her little tits with the other. I took the hand of our fellow traveler and put it on my wife's chest.

Vitali fascinated looked at the mutual affection of our girls not for a second did not interrupt the kiss. He saw Dasha put his neck and shoulders over the lips of my wife.

I put Dasha’s hand under my butt, pushed back her panties and touched her wet lips with my fingers. The girl gasped and lifted her thigh, allowing me to move on, and I put my finger into her vagina.

My wife pressed her head to her chest. Dasha took a heavy tits and pressed her face to them.

I made a sign to her husband to come closer to them. Marina immediately grabbed his dick and began to suck. Putting Dasha on all fours and taking off her panties, I dug into her juicy labia. She bent, sticking out her ass, and I diligently licked all her folds, sucking the clitoris. The girl moaned from pleasure.

And only then I noticed that her mouth does the same with my wife's pussy. Marina was reclining, having widely spread her legs, between which there was a girl's head. Vitali had finished at that time, so abundantly that Marina did not have time to swallow everything and now sperm flowed down her chin.

And my tongue made Dasha shiver with her whole body and moan loudly, having buried herself in Marina's pussy. Before the girl had time to move away from the orgasm, I put her on the table and immediately entered her. She had a strip of black hair in her pubic hair, and my cock was hiding between shaved lips. Dasha clung to me, clasping her legs and moaning with my every move.

Turning around, I saw another pair in the 69 pose. Vitaly, standing with one foot on the floor, was licking Marina's pussy, hanging her cock over her face. My wife, holding the member with her hand, licked and completely took his balls in her mouth.

- Can you? - I asked my new mistress.

- Not!

Then I, having made a few more movements, spattered her chest and stomach. She hugged me and kissed me passionately.

Here Vitaly changed his position. He sat on the bed, and my wife planted on top of his face to us. She jumped on his big cock, interrupted her clit. Her big boobs swayed with every movement, and her eyes were dull from excitement.

Vitaly lifted her by the hips with loud slaps dropping on his penis, and Marina looked at us with her damn eyes. I caressed the fingers of the dashina nipples, and she was lying next to me, clutching my limp cock in her fist.

Wife before you finish, began to stroke her nipples and soon stopped, continuing to build the clitoris. Vitaly continued to move in her and Marina grabbed his balls and started massaging them. This brought the guy and he frantically finished in it.

Marina continued to sit like that for a long time, and when she got up, long muddy drops hung between her legs. I put my hand in my hand, collected a few drops and brought it to Dasha's lips, she without words licked her husband's sperm from my palm.

Going one after another to the toilet and putting myself in order, we chatted a little more: the guys were overwhelmed with new unusual sensations and embarrassed the slanting glances of passengers from the neighboring compartments. Everyone was happy, but in the eyes of the newlyweds felt insecurity and shame for what was done. My wife and I had to convince them that nothing terrible had happened and this would only strengthen their relationship, and sidelong glances are a reward for courage.

After a little chat, we went to bed waiting for a new day ...