My wife and I have long been talking about the third in bed. The wife is terribly jealous, so there was no question about the girl, but about the guy ... Somehow it happened that during the discussion we both came to the conclusion that we could not find anyone better than my best friend Roma. It’s scary to search the Internet, and I don’t really want to have a “cat in a bag”, and here’s the finished version, plus I’m sure that it’s all between us, his wife is cute, as I understand from drunken abrupt phrases she’s too. All this was at the level of conversations, especially in the final part of sex, but as they say, thoughts have the properties of a mate to be realized ...

We sat drinking three. It was already late, alcohol hit in the head, Lena (my wife) was sitting next to me, and I really wanted sex. I began to stroke her legs, a little lower, breasts and so on (through the clothes naturally), not hesitating Roma. He sat and let go of various taunts in the style of "you still fuck her here." I said something like "either go home or join." He took a sip of beer and asked again.

- In terms of?

- In the sense of either go to us already, or wali home

- In terms of you?

- I mean, let's go and fuck my wife together.

Roma coughed. An awkward pause with an unambiguous groan slightly discharged Lena. The fact is that while we were talking to Roma, I went to a rather frank prelude and running my hand into her pants, I rubbed her lips through the fabric of soaked panties.

- What about Lena? - somehow Roma asked too quickly

- I do not mind - sounded confused voice of my wife

And again for a short time silence reigned, interrupted only by the squelch of her pussy getting wet (I climbed under the panties and actively framed it with two fingers). Seen Roma, of course, there was nothing, but it was also hard to guess. This time I decided to interrupt his thoughts.

- Well, what, are you with us or do you call a taxi?

- Do you need that?

- Just say yes or no.

- Well, if I say yes, then what?

- If you say "yes", then we will go with you to the condom stall

- Well, let's go then - once again, Roma answered too hastily

While we were dressing in the corridor, Lena simply devoured us with her lustful eyes. I smiled, Roma could not take his eyes off the floor.

As soon as we left the staircase, he immediately began to ask me, saying, would it be a practical joke or something like that, and wouldn’t he show anything exactly later, and so on. Having received all the appropriate answers, Roma seemed to calm down. We bought what we wanted and came back.

Lena opened the door in a translucent peignoir and the same panties (when we left, she was in pants and a T-shirt). “How long have you been, boys?” - somehow the wife sang “pictorially”. I pushed Roma to the bath and whispered that he would wash under. I myself went into the hall and began to lay out the sofa. Lena just beamed, the smile never left her face, her eyes glowed. After finishing with the sofa and hearing the slamming of the bath doors, I hurried to change Roma.

Returning, I found my wife lying on her back with her legs spread wide and Roma, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa and covered his nakedness with his hands. Chuckling, I climbed onto the sofa and approached Lena. I started kissing her on the lips, and began stroking between my legs. It was very wet there. I lifted her, and now we were sitting opposite each other, merging in a passionate kiss. Her panties flew to the floor. "And what about our friend sitting without attention," I whispered, "relax him a little." What happened next - I was genuinely surprised. The fact is that when we discussed this, Lena said that sex with Roma is only in a condom, and only vaginal. And here...

After my words, Lena crawled on my knees to my best friend and, bending down in front of him, began to lick his cock.The field of short kisses her mouth already fluttered about his dignity. It should be noted that the blowjob my wife always did superbly. And this time, apparently due to excessive arousal, it seems to me that she was superior to herself. Her lips tightly wrapped around his cock, her wet mouth just flew from beginning to end of the Romina appliance, her sweet smacking lips spread through the apartment. Lena herself took Roma's hand and laid it on the back of her head. And here, apparently inside Roma broke some invisible moral barrier. He began with a furious force to stick her mouth on his penis, and after a few moments I saw that her nose was pressed into his pubis with each forward movement, and during the reverse sponge stretched along the trunk, as if not wanting to let go of its prey ...

Without losing time, I settled between Lena's spread legs and began to lick her treasure. “Very soon a foreign member will be operating there,” I thought, “you need to prepare the hole of your beloved wife so that she doesn’t feel pain, so that everything is nice and comfortable ...” Licking my wife, I felt the tremors, shaking her body, and by the amount of lubricant I could judge how much she liked it. With my tongue, I tried not to miss a single fold of her beautiful slit, particular attention, paying of course to the clitoris. Sometimes I immersed my naughty tongue in Lena as far as it was possible and, as it were, fucked her tongue at the same time, trying to move him as much as possible so that as much as possible the areas of her sensitive vagina would receive this special caress. I also did not forget about the small hole in the depth under the clitoris (urethra like?). In this, I saw some special concern and secret (what a fetish of mine, I don’t know how to explain). The thrusts ceased, and I heard the sound of foil being torn. “Now it will start,” I thought, and hurried away from the crotch of my beloved. Almost immediately, Roma crawled to Lena.

It turned out that she stood on her knees, her legs were spread apart. Without any extra sentiment Roma immediately entered my wife, her hole was perfectly prepared by my tongue and her own lubricant. “So it happened” - I thought. I was lying next to me on the side and looked like my best friend in the “knee-elbow” position has my beloved wife. With each push, she tried to push her legs wider and wider and, accordingly, crawled lower and lower. Roma, on the contrary, apparently, in order not to change the comfortable voluptuous angle of entry, rose higher and higher, and as a result, almost completely relied on my wife, only slightly touching the sofa with her knees, and sometimes completely taking off all his weight from his lap . The pace was not bad anyway, but now it has turned into some kind of wild, animal sex. They moved like starving animals, as if moved by natural firstborn instincts. Lena and I always made love somehow more tender. And here he was holding my Lena with both hands on the buttocks and just pulling it onto his body. And she liked it! Member and so entered into it completely, but they also managed to squeeze each other. His pubis pressed against her ass, the eggs fit snugly around the clitoris. She, as she could, moved towards Roma, with it making just mad, inhuman moans, more like the whine of a begging dog. It seemed to me they do not care at all. Both eyes were closed, they gave themselves entirely to each other.

At the moment, it seemed that for them nothing existed anymore except for their own genitals, as sources of supreme pleasure and heated bodies of their partner. But it turned out, Roma kept himself in hand. He began to slow down. "Che is in g ** ndone not like" - said Roma - "let's do it." Lena replied, something like - "let's have what you want, only faster." I protested that I was not going to raise other people's children. "Then in the mouth" - stated Roma. Here Lena has already resisted, denoting that she will suck as much as we wish, but she will not allow her to cum in her mouth and even on her face. “Well, let's at least do this, think of something,” Roma said with some regret and took out a member from Lena, quickly pulling the condom off (everything ...