I knew that the next day was to be a turning point in our relationship with Anya. All night the night before, we made love to her and discussed tomorrow. My soul was hard. On the one hand, I felt like some kind of loser. In recent months, the love of my life, my beloved Ann, has already betrayed me several times with my best friend, Anton. Yes, and allowed him to cum into herself. On the other hand, I felt unreal excitement. I could not get enough of Anyuta, imagining how tomorrow I would watch limply, as a huge member of her lover would tear her pussy. And my promise to personally give on the prob to another peasant my faithful only added piquancy.

- Darling, I still can not understand ... How did it happen that you started ... - I could not finish. Probably still shy about what is happening.

- Fuck? - Anya continued with a smile. I was surprised how easily she accepted all the events taking place, - Silly, you yourself told me that you were sitting next to you and listening in. What do you want to hear?

- When you went to his dacha, you were not going to sleep with him?

- Do you want to be honest? - Anya smiled already in a fucking way and took my dick in her hand, - When I went to him, I was visited by such ideas, and you know, dear, I started to think that your friend would fuck me ...

She began to quickly jerk off and continued her story in a half whisper.

“When he started pestering me, I couldn’t resist him for a long time,” my beloved already whispered in my ear. I heard her uneven breathing. Probably, she herself was not excitedly excited, recalling that day. - And I did not regret that I gave it to him then. His dick is something awesome ...

- He's better than me ...

- Dear Anton, the perfect dick. When I see him, I become an unassuming slut ready to carry out his dirtiest whim.

- Even to finish in myself ?, - I was a step away from that to finish.

- Yes, dear ... I could not resist this feeling. I wanted to completely surrender to him, to feel the flow of seed inside my pussy.

With a loud moan, I began to cum right into her fist. Anya did not lose time and clinging her mouth to my dick took it in her mouth entirely, greedily sucking sperm.

- I love you, Kolya ... Your sperm is still the most delicious.

- Tastier than him? - I asked, lying hugging my beloved.

- Yes Dear. I am so glad that my boyfriend allows me so much ... pleasant.

We merged together in a kiss and were one at that moment. I clearly knew that I loved her and would do everything so that she would get maximum pleasure tomorrow. With these thoughts, I fell asleep buried in her chest.

I did not sleep long. All night I woke up and for a long time I could not sleep with excitement and excitement. The head was the most obscene thoughts. I didn’t want to wake Anna up, because she was to face a real trawler tomorrow. Waking up once again at 5 o'clock in the morning, I decided again to try to throw off the tension. I turned on the laptop and it occurred to me to re-read the old correspondence between Ani and Anton, but when I saw that my friend was online now, I decided to write him a couple of messages on behalf of my beloved.

- Hi, honey ... I miss you

- Hi, slut! Tomorrow I will come to you ... I do not know how much I can hold back so as not to pounce on you. It is a pity that your horns will be at home ...

Anya entered the room and I showed her the started correspondence. She nodded approvingly. I did not know how to tell him about my desire to see him fucking my beloved girlfriend. After all, we have been friends for a long time, and he knows me quite well. Taking a deep breath, I decided to go all in and started typing the following message.

- Antosh, imagine, my found out everything about us ... but he did not make a scandal.Instead, he lashed out at me and said that he had long dreamed of how much he wanted to see his wife - a slut in the arms of a strong male - while typing this message, I again and again scrolled through the moments in their heads the moments of their sex. I was excited to the limit. The pause was short.

After 5 minutes, he called my favorite. Anya said that she would go to talk to the next room and left. At night it was completely quiet and putting my ear to the door, I was able to make out some words.

- ... that's not all, Antosh ... he wants to personally see ... fuck me in front of his eyes ... - having heard these words, I finished. It seemed to me just beating with the current thoughts about the betrayal of my own girl. Then he told her about something, to which Anya just laughed merrily. Then I tried to hear what he was talking about, but also I didn’t make out anything except the fragments of phrases.

- I never would have thought ... my friend is such a chmoshnik ... so I fucked you ... found out ... wants to see ... fuck you ... so much the better for me ... get inside my slut.

His?!! When did she become him? !! They talked for some time. My heart was pounding all the time, my ear did not come off the door. After some time, Anya came out of the room. When I told her that I overheard her conversation with Anton, she smiled fuckingly. I already wanted to pounce on my slut, but she pushed me away, saying that today her pussy already belongs to Anton. At that moment I realized that now I finally entered the status of a kukolda. I knew that her heart was mine. He knew that our feelings for each other are very strong, that my missus would not leave me no matter what. But now her holes belong to the one about whose member she is constantly thinking. Eh ... my favorite girl. Where can we take with you this way of debauchery and lust.

We decided to start preparing for the holiday and meeting with Anton, but before starting to prepare dishes for the holiday table, we decided that the main dish for our guest would be my faithful. We started by choosing a dress. I insisted that it be as frank as possible. In the far corner of our closet hung dresses that Anya wore exclusively at home, because I did not allow her to wear such frank outfits anywhere except at home and only when we were alone. Now my jealousy only brought me excitement, and we began to choose a festive attire. In the end, chose a black lace dress with an open back. Under her, Annie wore a black set of underwear and stockings. In heels, she looked like a sex bomb. At that very moment I realized that today she was destined to be fucked hard by my friend. My beloved passionately kissed me, dressed in home and went to the kitchen.

Time until evening, despite a bunch of things, seemed to drag on forever. We cooked, chatted about any nonsense. I saw her so cute, homely. Look at her and think that loyalty is in front of you, the true mistress and keeper of the home. In my head there was a picture of Ani in a frank dress, in stockings. It was the image of a fallen woman, a whore, who wants to fuck without feelings, but with the manifestation of those primitive, animal instincts that did not allow a person to die out as a biological species.

Evening came. Everything was ready for the arrival of Anton. We laid the table, Anya wore her outfit and brightly made up, emphasizing her image of a whore. From minute to minute he should have come ...

- Dear, you understand that there will be no way back ...

“Honey,” I hugged her tightly, “remember that I love you madly anyway.” Our feelings will not fade away if you sometimes succumb to your instincts. Today I want you to surrender to him.

“I love you,” she said, flushing and dropping her eyes.

- And I love you, my Anya ...

The bell rang. My favorite shuddered, and seemed to turn red even more. I stayed in the kitchen, either afraid of the upcoming conversation, or the contempt of a friend who already knew through the night correspondence about the upcoming conversation.In the corridor, the sounds of an opening door sounded, then I heard Anya greet a long-awaited guest. But suddenly her greeting was cut off by the sounds of a kiss. I slowly got up and went to ...