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At that moment I was only thinking about how to shake him or strangle him, but at the same time, I was confused with interrogative thoughts, why I was so excited about this picture and why I didn’t do anything more significant.

I spent another hour digging into my thoughts and gradually began to think again about this case and imagined what would have happened if I hadn’t come up to the kitchen or coughed in bed. My brains began to swim once again and my dick got a stake. Everyone was fast asleep, and I wanted sex. I folded Mia's legs at the knees and started to get attached, and when I entered, I was pleasantly surprised - she was very wet there and her cunt was doing something that smelled.

Gradually my side pose became boring and I just leaned on top of her. Mia only moaned gently, but when I climbed up, she began to give in to the beat of her writing, and I put my hand under it and rubbed the clitoris. * Hlyup-hlyup-hlyup *, * hlyup-hlyup-hlyup *, so it was cool, my dick just sank into his wife's wet and squeezed hole. Her moans went over to very vulgar moaning sighs, which she did not jam at our guest. ”Well, let"- I thought -"let this pudder suffer the pain and bring down nothing in the morning«.

I tried to ram my cock into her as deeply as possible and she had already begun. ”give a damn“Me and sit down on a member.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, dammm-mm-mm-mm-mmax - Mia was gaining momentum

More and more loudly, sounds were heard in the room, and without waiting for my beloved, I took out my dick and threw all my savings for that night on her back. She gently moaned and just fell asleep, naked and covered in sperm.

On the morning of the events there were no more. Lech quickly got dressed and left, but I was not myself in the morning and was looking for answers to my questions. I did not touch Mia, I did not need children's conflicts.

2. 1. The plague befell your soul

These events did not go out of my head for a long time. I sometimes recalled what happened and sometimes unfairly started negative conversations with Mia. Later, realizing my wrong, I hugged her and tried to calm her down.

Mia, too, in turn, has changed. She became more nervous. If earlier we often bathed together in the bath in the evenings, but now it is increasingly closed from me and washed separately and longer.

- Is everything ok? - One evening I asked her

- Yes, of course, everything is fine, Max

- Right? Have you noticed that you have been closing with me lately?

- No, Maksimochka, what are you saying! Everything is very good and everything suits me - my wife tried to convince me reassuringly - I just have bad days, and Nick has been a lot of bullying and taking away my strength lately - she began to endlessly list various causes of cooling in our relationship.

In general, after that evening conversation, I somehow calmed down, only occasionally recalling that situation. I often gave my beloved flowers, we went to the cinema, theater. Nick was taken to different clubs and classes.

Almost a year after we met, Mia and I decided to go to Italy for a holiday. She was very happy about it and we thought out the route of our journey. We booked tickets to Rimini, but pledged to visit the Vatican, Rome, Milan, Naples and, of course, Venice.

Upon arrival, immediately a chill ran through us. Mia was somehow not smiling and I was not myself. Some kind of resentment crawled into my head and I wanted Mia to simply suffocate for her stinging behavior. We more or less pulled ourselves together and began our rest.

After a couple of days, after we rested on the beach, rode a wakeboard and played beach volleyball, my wife and I relented and began to treat each other with great trepidation.

One day we walked around the Vatican, the most beautiful place, the City Museum. While I was talking about something with Mia, wandering through the alleys of the city, the Vatican priest pulled me by the hand and told me in Russian

- God sees and remembers everything! Minos has already come and struck your soul with the plague!

- What? What are you carrying? - I wondered, freeing my hand

- You will drown in debauchery and grief will comprehend you!

- Sorry, man, but you start to annoy me very much! Go your way

“My road is service to the Lord!” And yours - will soon destroy you!

I pushed him away from me and dragged Mia behind me. I was pissed, but also excited. I remembered again the moment that happened that evening with Lehoy and began to build bridges to these words. Even Mia caused panic after his "the prophecies«.

In any case, the vacation was great, we traveled around the cities, we saw a lot and took a lot of beautiful pictures of our new ones. Canon.

Returning from vacation, we returned to everyday life. Well, as usual, almost, to ordinary ...

I increasingly began to watch porn, and, moreover, unusual porn or with some famous fetish. In my porn there were no role-playing games, no, there were no flight attendants, nurses, prisoners, slaves. In my porn there was no incest where some young girls or old mummies were fucked. In my porn there was no interracial sex, everyones there Chinese, blacks, etc. And I was also bored with porn, where the girls were bred for sex on the massage table.

I watched another porn. And it would seem strange to many. What is going on in my head at all, they would have thought. But I watched porn, where one man watches how his missus is given to another man. I watched porn in formatmzhm«,»mzhmm". I watched porn, where my husband licked his wife's clit while her other was clinging. I also watched porn where my husband just snuffled while he fucked his wife.

The last, of course, most excited me. I could masturbate on such porn 3-4 times in an hour. It’s good that I had a separate office at work and I could afford it. ”quiet hour“, Closing the door to the key.

Increasingly, when I had sex with Mia, I fantasized that evening, as Lech would have done to her while I was lying next to me. I could not do anything about it, I was ashamed to tell her anything about it. I wanted to somehow repeat this situation and see that it was, if I had never interfered at all.

Saturday came, it was the middle of summer. My wife and I sat down for breakfast after we took Nick to a summer garden. I inquired

- I have not seen Lech for a long time ... Well then we sat down, can we call him today?

To my surprise, the wife did not dissuade and immediately agreed. I was also struck by her behavior and it seemed to me that she tried to tell me about it as calmly as possible, and she herself was very worried.

- Come on, I do not mind - she said, after looking somewhere in the floor for a second

- Mm, okay. I'll call him and find out if he is free.

“Okay,” she said, and went into the bath right away — I'm going to the bath while I go. I do not want to meet guests with such a head.

I looked at her. It seems to be in order, what is she in the bath to sit on. Her hair is not greasy and, if my memory did not change, she washed her hair last night.

In the bath she was at least 40 minutes. Coming out of there, she tidied up the apartment a bit and went to the store, and after the store she went to get her daughter and brought her home. I really didn’t even have much time to talk to her, there was some sort of fuss, and all the conversations were domestic. When I phoned Lehoy, he said without hesitation that he would come in the evening. I was all worried and I did not know the whole situation, which he himself had begun. At some point I considered myself an idiot and I needed to be treated, and at some point I was disturbed by his visit.

Finally, the intercom handset rang, I opened it to Lech, exchanged welcome courtesies and headed back to the kitchen, where Mia set the table for us. This time she was better prepared. On the table were two bottles of red wine, salads, meat baked with potatoes, various sausage cuts, etc.

After 10 minutes, we were already full, drinking Lekhin brandy and wine, which Mia grabbed. Cognac somehow sharply hit in the head. I began to amuse everyone, made jokes ... Read more →

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