My husband saw these “dirty dances” and I freed myself from the embrace of two excited males. Everything burned inside me and I went to the kitchen to drink something refreshing. It was dark there, and I turned on the light. In the kitchen, my girlfriend Mila, sitting on a stool near the table, did a blowjob to our mutual friend Valerka. They were frightened, but, recognizing me, they calmed down and continued to engage in this indecency. I was stunned by what I saw and sat down at a loss next door, having forgotten why I came. Milka relish sucked Valerka, and he blinked with pleasure.

- Mila! Come quickly here! Take a picture of the memory! - I heard the voice of Sergei - Milkina husband. - Where are you?

- Fuck, - said Mila, taking out a member of Valerka from her mouth, - neither earlier nor later, as they say ... On, hold on bye! - added Milka, and suddenly I stuck Valerkin member in my hand, I quickly! - and flew into the room to her husband.

I stared dumbfounded at the thing in my hands: a transparent drop appeared on the swollen head and slowly flowed down the trunk. I mechanically smeared her finger on the bridle and scaredly looked at Valerka. He suddenly grabbed my head and thrust my hot dick into my mouth almost to its full length.

“Sorry, Vera,” he croaked, “Milka jumped at the wrong time ...”

He simply began to fuck me in the mouth, and I just looked at him frightened and blinked, wondering how I had managed to end up in such a stupid situation. After a minute, Valerka twitched, pressing my head to his groin, and I felt the “friend” cum on my tongue and palate.

- Verunchik! Come to us: we will take a group picture as a keepsake! - I heard the voice of my husband, and with fear quickly swallowed everything.

- Sorry, once again, - Valery looked at me guiltily, tucking his pants, - it happened ... And this ... happy birthday ...

I frowned at him and did not answer - what can I say? Quickly rinsing my mouth with compote, I hurried to my husband for a photo shoot. All lined up against the background of a traditional carpet and smiled tightly. A friend pointed the camera and told everyone not to move. They put me in the center, Ilya got to my right, and the rest of the guests settled down behind me.

“We were ready ... frozen ...” said the photographer, taking aim, “they said“ si-and-ski ”in chorus ...

And then I felt like someone ran his hand over my bum, titling it, and then ... put my finger right in my pussy!

- I rented! - Shouted the photographer, and I froze, feeling how someone's finger with might and main slips inside me, bringing me closer to a failed orgasm.

I glanced at my husband, and he smiled back at me. "Thank God it's him!"I thought with relief "Well, I'll arrange you, Ilya ... Hot night!". I was already exhausted from desire. Freshly made photographer took a few pictures, and we began to diverge. Ilya went to the balcony for a smoke, and an uninvited finger ... moved a couple of times, lingered for a moment, and then slowly, as if reluctantly left my bosom.

I turned around in a frightened way: the guests dispersed behind me and it was not clear who decided on this. Although ... The chef of my husband, for some reason, licked his middle finger and briefly looked at me. I was embarrassed and blushed deeply. "Darn"I thought "What is it going on today?"

The holiday smoothly came to an end, all the guests dispersed, wished me goodbye to health and all the best. The men already kind of said goodbye to me, hugging and kissing tightly so that the desire rekindled in me with a new force. I left a married couple, Ivana and his wife, who came to me for an anniversary from another city, to spend the night by staying in a son’s room. Ilya was already waiting for me in the bedroom and I, having quickly taken a shower, darted to him on our vast bed.

God, with what pleasure I gave myself to caress a loved one! At first he was gentle with me, then deliberately rude, and I squirmed blissfully under the onslaught of his blows, ending twice during this frantic battle. An hour later, we settled down, and I, having run into the bathroom, returned to the bedroom: my husband was already sleeping the sleep of the righteous. I lay down on the edge of the bed, turned on my side and fell asleep, floating away in happy dreams ...

I do not know how much time has passed, but I suddenly felt that Illya gently touches my anus and moves my finger inside. "Oh, my dear Ilya!", I thought with affection in a half-slumber, surrendering to his caress, "You are my insatiable." I began to move towards him, then opened my hips with my hands, and whispered:

- Come to me, love, I want you ...

In the same instant, I felt something big spreading my buttocks and a member entered sweetly, slowly plunging to its full length. "What is your huge!", I thought with surprise, finally waking up and sitting down on a loved one. I groaned in pain and pleasure, and even more spread my hips, lifting my leg and throwing it forward on the bed ... but my leg fell not on the bed, but on someone's hips. I froze: “Lord! Who is this ?! And who is behind me then ?! ”. I did not have time to come to my senses when they moved towards me from both sides, and someone gently began to kiss my lips with a long kiss ...

“Verunchik, my sweet girl,” Illya murmured, finally breaking away from my mouth, “do you want me to fuck you again?”

“No, no ... sleep, dear,” I murmured, feeling the partisan behind me stop, sliding my shaft to hairy eggs.

“And we'll check it now,” said Illya, and his hand reached for my pussy.

I quickly grabbed his arm in horror and laid it on my chest. Husband squeezed her, playing with the flesh between his fingers. I pulled his head to me, and we suffocated in a passionate kiss. I lowered my hand and began to gently caress his flesh, pouring the fire of desire. Behind me, I felt the penis pulsing in my anus, and the fear of being exposed exposed me so that my pussy was quickly wetted, ready to take in another instrument of pleasure. It was hard for me to contain emotions, and I groaned.

“Well,” Illya whispered, moving closer to my thighs, “but you say you don't want to!”

- I always want you, darling! - I breathed out and inserted a member of her husband into her marital womb.

Ilya moved his hips and entered me to its full length. I felt so cramped inside that I almost lost consciousness from pleasure.

“Oh, honey, you are so narrow ... there,” Ilya whispered with admiration, moving in me and gradually gaining momentum, “why would it be?”

“Yes, yes,” I whispered, pressing my chest against him, “there are such special exercises ... for the muscles of the vagina ... Lord, how good ... don't stop, Ilusha ...”

I lay on my side tightly hugging her husband and did not move. I was afraid of the fact that either a “partisan” member would jump out of me, or I would somehow inadvertently betray his presence. I already understood that it was Vanya, our out-of-town friend, whose wife was now snoring sweetly in her son's room. Ivan spent the whole evening stripping me with his eyes, and during the slow dance he was the most persistent: his fingers were fumbling under my dress all the time, and I often squeezed my buttocks when he tried to inspect my holes.

Suddenly, I felt Ivan move behind me, trying to move with Ilya at the same time. From this "synchronized swimming" I was captured by the spirit: I did not imagine that it could be so nice to have sex with two men. I began to move towards them, trying not to stray from the general rhythm. Each lover was cramped inside me, and Illya did not even guess what the reason for such universal pleasure was.

My husband and I intertwined with our fingers during intercourse: I was afraid that he might stumble upon an uninvited guest.Squeezing my hips with his hands, Ivan tore me in the ass for the entire length of his fat cock, never having lost his rhythm. It became absolutely clear to me that size matters: so sweet in the ass, I have not been fucked yet. I was moaning loudly from pleasure and after a while it became all the same to me whether Illya catches me or not: the thrill of double fucking was beyond. Suddenly, Ivan stopped, tightly pressed against me, and I felt within myself a series of short cuts in his penis. I froze and began to cum with him, roughly clutching my lips to her husband's mouth.

- Do not stop! - I croaked, biting his lips, - I want more!

I was faint-eyed and did not pay attention to the partisan, who, having discharged the whole clip into me, slowly came out of the anus and got away. I saw Ivan only in the morning when we saw off with his wife.

Changing the position, I climbed on my husband on horseback and sat on his penis. Ilya grabbed my thighs and began to fuck rhythmically, forcefully pushing me onto his sticking stake. I leaned over and began to kiss him passionately, moving toward his blows. Suddenly, I felt like Ivan’s sperm was pouring out of me, lubricating an already slippery member of her husband. I quickly earned my hips, approaching the second orgasm.

Ilya to the limit planted his penis and began to push my hips into myself in short jerks. I felt how he rested against my womb, a pleasant cramp pierced me, and I began to cum, drenching his nature with my ardent delight. The streams of his seed beat inside me, mixing with my juices of love. My husband hugged me tightly, and I began to cover his face with tender kisses. Then she slid to his feet and sucked the last drops. Then carefully licked his household, clearing a double portion of sperm. Now there are no other traces of our secret intercourse left on it ...

We were lying with Elijah relaxed after violent sex, and I already began to fall asleep, when suddenly the words of my husband came to me - as if from another galaxy:

- Verunchik, did you like our sex ... threesome?