At a certain point in time, my wife and I realized that we needed to get a divorce. Our relationship completely disappointed us, and it makes no sense to live out your life with a person who is indifferent to you. We decided to sell the apartment bought with a mortgage, and share the money and things. The common child will live with us in turn. And since it all happened, we decided to try the swing.

I am 31 years old, height seventy-five meter, athletic build. His wife, 29 years old, was about sixty meters tall, and she gave birth to 75 kilograms, but kilograms were deposited where necessary. She recovered a bit at the waist, her hips increased in volume, her ass (I can’t call her another way, she’s a bit plump, but pulled up) and my chest stopped to fit in my hand, long natural, red hair.

We have a small city, so a couple with whom we will try to exchange partners, we decided to look for a millionaire in the neighboring city. As it turned out, this was the right decision. I will not describe the process, which took almost three weeks, if you briefly wrote mostly any inadequate.

As a result, we met a couple about our age. Guy Oleg, 30 years old, meter ninety, thin. His wife Marina, 29, meter seventy, athletic, brunette with a haircut under the square.

After three days of correspondence, they agreed to spend the weekend at their country house. The path was not close more than three hundred kilometers in one direction, but my wife and I decided that it was even more interesting, and if something did not suit us, we would turn around and go home.

On Friday evening, we passed the child to the care of the older generation. Houses packed up and went to bed early. On Saturday morning, we drove to the store and picked up food and alcohol on the list, refueled the car and set off to adventure. We had the address of their apartment, they came to the navigator without any problems. I didn’t know their city well, so we were a little late on the road. The guys were not patient and waited for us with things at the entrance. The time was nearing dinner, and in order not to get stuck in a traffic jam, they decided to put off their acquaintance, quickly left everything in the trunk and drove out of town.

There was tension in the car, the conversation was not going on, we drove about forty minutes, silently pretending to listen to the radio.

Upon arrival, they began to unload food and things. Cottage standard six acres. A small house, as you go in the wrong kitchen, not the hallway, and the room. The room was a bed and a sofa. I didn't like it very much, I thought there would be two separate rooms, but so far I decided not to rush things.

Leaving our ladies in the house to change clothes and set the table, Oleg and I went to heat the bath and kindle a brazier. It turns out that they bought the dacha recently, in the bath it was necessary to do repairs, although you can wash there, but no more.

After about half an hour, the wives came out to call us at the table. They prepared snacks and changed into swimsuits.

- Well, how? - Marina asked, seeing our reaction. She was wearing a black separate strapless swimsuit. In which her tanned body looked just fine.

- Chic view ... - all I could say. I looked at Oleg, he was eating my wife with his eyes. She was wearing a light blue split swimsuit, and a transparent pareo was tied to her belt, which hid her legs almost to her ankles. To consider that they have the same style of pants with Marina, it was not necessary to look closely, but my wife always tied that, do not be on the belt. As she says: “Whatever my fat is visible.” Oleg has written on his face that he has already buried his face in the chest of my wife and is crushing her buttocks. Looking at him, I remembered an old joke: “a wife is bread, but sometimes you want a bun.” If everything goes well, he will have a muffin today, even if you are full. Although my wife and I had not had sex for a long time, and in fact she was a stranger to me, suddenly the thought that there would be another man with my woman had hurt me unpleasantly.

- Then let's go, have a snack, and then Olezhka is so hungry that now all the dacha will fill with saliva - said Marina. All smiled and went into the house, Oleg could not say anything, and my wife was embarrassed by his attention.

In the house we were pressed by vegetable salad and sandwiches. Oleg offered a drink. I, referring to the heat to drink, did not, and the ladies agreed to drink a glass of wine. After the meal, everyone went outside.

- Well, how are you? - I asked my wife when we were alone. Oleg Marina went to the bath.

- Yes, in principle, go? - answered, she. So, it all suited her and I can start drinking, we will definitely not go home today.

My wife and I went to the bath. Oleg barbecued with Oleg and all gathered again at the table. By silent agreement, Oleg sat down next to my almost ex-wife, and I was next to his. For food and alcohol the evening was fun and not noticeable. Oleg all the time was considering my wife and was not intrusive to touch her, she was not against it, and Oleg each time became bolder. For some reason I didn’t want sex, so I just had a good time.

It was dark outside, and I decided to hasten the denouement.

- Honey, are you not tired? - I asked my wife - maybe you will go, lie down?

My wife and Oleg looked at me with a puzzled look. Not looking at the long road, she clearly did not look sleepy and tired, and flirted with Oleg in all. She didn’t have time to say anything about how Marina came to my rescue:

- Dear escort guest in the bedroom - she turned to her husband.

Oleg immediately understood everything and jumped up from the table with enthusiasm. It seems that my wife, too, drew conclusions and, without objection, followed him into the room. I saw that she did not mind getting to know Oleg more closely.

Marina and I drank and she asked me:

- You didn't like me?

“You are very beautiful,” I replied. I no longer knew what to say. The situation for me was very unusual. I turned to her and kissed her on the lips. She responded to the kiss. It seemed to me that her lips burned me, our tongues entwined in a passionate kiss. Without breaking the kiss, she sat on top of me, I took off the top of her swimsuit and began to examine her body with my own hands. She hugged me tightly and rubbed against my rising member.

While we passionately kissed and hugged, a characteristic creak of the bed came from the next room. Marina got up and began to take off her swimming trunks, I took a condom out of my pocket and took off my shorts along with shorts, I did not put on a vest after a bath. As soon as I took off my shorts, Marina put on a condom right away. My dick fell into her pussy, so she was wet and hot.

Marina purred something like a contented cat and began to ride me at a furious pace. And I was not thinking about the gorgeous woman who was on me, but about my distressed ex and that she was with another man. I am a terrible proprietor, and the thought that I voluntarily gave my path to my own and not beloved wife, in exchange for another woman, brought me yet incomprehensible emotions, which I tried to figure out.

While I was engaged in self-digging, Marina managed to finish and just sat on me. I gave her some rest, and then began to get up from the chair, dragging her along. We stood against each other until I got up my dick slid out of her. Our set of poses was limited. It didn’t occur to me to do anything better than to turn Marina to my back and press her shoulder a little while holding her waist with my other hand and pressing it to my cock. She put her hands on the edge of the table, and again I was in her hot pussy.

Since I was far from orgasm, I decided to maintain the frantic pace with which Marinka began. The jingle of dishes joined the unhurried creak of the bed from the next room. I was watching things as if from the outside, and was more busy with my thoughts. I thought about how my wife and I lived up to that, I thought about how good she was and that Oleg's member was probably bigger than me. In Marinka it was too spacious, and I almost did not get any pleasure.Apparently Marina, too, was not enough, she pressed herself closer to me, straightened, turned her head to me and, having kissed me on the lips, said:

- If you want, you can take me in the ass, we are with Oleg, we often practice anal, so do not be shy.

From this proposal, I almost jumped to the ceiling, my wife rarely allowed me to. I didn’t have to ask me twice, I again tilted Marina to the edge of the table. One hand pushed her buttock, and the other sent his penis to the ring of the anus, which has already significantly opened. Having overcome a little resistance, my head disappeared into a beautiful, tanned ass. I lingered for a moment to enjoy the moment, and slowly continued to explore such attractive depths. “It looks like Oleg has a big dick,” - the last thing I managed to think about. Marina began to move towards me. There, where they let me in, it was noticeably closer, but Marina, who was accustomed to a larger size, did not experience discomfort and kept up the pace, I tried to match her.

After a minute, I fucked her ass with the same speed as pussy. Marina grabbed the edge of the table and began to moan out loud. For a long time it could not go on. Five minutes later, I put my arm around her stomach with my left hand, and grabbed my left breast with my right hand. We straightened up with her, I pulled her to me with all my strength and began to cum.

After the orgasm, I sat exhausted on a chair, dragging Marinka with me. We sat, a little silently recovering, then she slowly began to rise. My dick jumped out of it with a distinctive sound, so that nothing would get dirty, she began to dress. I also pulled on shorts with shorts, and we went outside to smoke. A couple of minutes later we were joined by Oleg and my wife.