I think I'm not the only one. Yes, I do not think, I know that I am not the only one. Which one? Depraved, lustful, passionate, sexy ... Yes, like any woman, I love sex, but that's not the problem, I do not like marriage bonds. In general, I don’t like chains, neither psychological because of marriage and monogamy, nor in the form of bracelets, in the period of sex games.

I am Tatyana. I'm 55. I'm a bit in the body. With the growth of 168, I have a weight of 67. But I do not care about someone else's opinion. I take care of myself and I love my body as much as I like my reflection in the mirror. By the way, in the shower and in the bedroom I have huge mirrors in the floor, so that I can enjoy my figure and my partners during sex.

By the way, all my partners are wealthy, but married people. Men, in general, are successful in many ways, but not everything suits them in intimate life. And as you know, a man, satisfied with home comfort and a good state of affairs, will never leave his family, only in order to constantly have a variety of passionate sex. Therefore, my lovers are my lovers, because I know what is going on at home and at work, and I cannot stand imposing my own society. We only have regular meetings for mutual sexual pleasure. Practically all my “boys” have long been not boys and the youngest one forty-two years old, but the oldest one is almost sixty. We mainly meet with me or go somewhere to rest for a week. As the boys put it, “went on a business trip.” I am not against this state of affairs until the following happens. One day, Dmitry, "the owner of newspapers, steamers," at the next meeting with me and after rough sex, including anal. Yes Yes. I, unlike many women have learned to enjoy and from this type of sex. So here. Dmitry, wearing a robe, went out onto the balcony, lit a mildseven. I also threw on a robe and hugged him from behind. I practically do not smoke myself, but I like the smell of smoke. Hugging his waist, I stroked his hairy chest.

- Listen, Tanya, and how do you react to becoming my “swing-wife”? He asked, releasing smoke. - What do you mean, honey? - I clarified, scrolling in my head, what Dmitry wants from me. “I have the opportunity to meet with other swing couples who are willing to change partners during sex,” he said. - You understand, with my faithful, I won't even stutter about this. - I understand it. Why did you decide to offer it to me? After all, your friends probably know what your wife looks like. No matter what happens, it is not reparable, and your faithful did not learn about our meetings, ”I answered calmly, too. - You, because it is with you that I can fulfill my fantasies in sex, and so can yours, - he answered, putting out a cigarette. - And what do you want? - I asked playfully, lowering his hand between his thighs and clasping his limp member. - Nothing supernatural. I want to see how another man has you, how another woman caresses you. Participate in group sex. Seeing how you end from our caresses, - Dmitry answered calmly, and taking a member in his hand began to masturbate. I love to watch his fist moving along its trunk. I am from this action all flow. Knowing how it would end, I pulled myself up on my toes and smacked him on the cheek and whispered, as if someone could hear us: - I’ll definitely think about your offer.
- Just not long, my dear. The next meeting is already this weekend. I have a “business trip” and I don’t want it to collapse, ”Dima said, clasping my buttock with his hand.

- I'll tell you the answer tomorrow, dear, - I smiled and wriggled out of his embrace and moved into the bedroom. Throwing off my robe, I climbed onto the bed and settled on my knees, ass to the door.Having bent in a back, I have squeezed hips, having forced my sexual sponges to move forward and squeeze out greasing. Having pulled my hand back, I ran my finger over the genital lips and collected nectar, smeared it on the anus and inserting a finger, began to move it, waiting for my partner. Dima, going into the room and seeing my leprosy, ignored an invitation to come in from behind, and bypassing the bed, put my not quite firm member to my lips. I, not having taken offense at all, readily began to suck it. Caressing his testicles with his hands and penetrating the anus with my finger, I quickly put his friend in battle and patted his naked cheek.
- Ready? - I asked, looking at him from below. Dima, without further ado, put on a condom, grabbed grease and beating me from the back, sat on the bed. Squeezing grease on my anus, he slowly began to penetrate deep into the wall, irritating the walls of the rectum. His gentle, but persistent fingers, and they already turned out to be two in my ass, forced me to flow copiously again. I wanted to spread my hips, but Dima did not give. He stood up behind me, began to drive his head on the moist and slippery sexual lips, moving to the anus, and then again penetrating the vagina, while simultaneously moving his fingers in the anus.

I did not even understand when his fingers were replaced by a member, but after a while, I felt his testicles touched my labia, and the head reached almost to the back. In this position, we have not yet engaged in anal sex and this feeling was new and destructive for me. Uncontrolled waves began to roll on me, making me tremble and hold my breath every time Dima completely entered me. The body trembled with excitement. The movements of the partner were so pleasant and exciting that I began podmahivat, trying to get him to go as deep as possible. However, the size of his penis was not allowed to take it completely without pain. I tried to endure the pain. But then she gave up.
- Do not push. It hurts - I just squeezed out of myself. Dima immediately stopped and began to take out a member. - Not. Do not pull out all. Just deep - it hurts more, - I explained. Dima, began to kiss my back. I enjoyed the fullness and sprain of the anus. Sfinker shrank trying to almost eat a penis. But because of its elasticity, I only burned more strongly. While Dima was waiting for me to get used to, I myself began to move my hips, trying to find the optimal amplitude and depth of penetration. - Do you have anal sex with swingers? - I asked suddenly, scrolling in my head fantasies about the upcoming meeting. For myself, I decided right away that I would not miss this chance.

- Differently. It all depends on the partners. If both partners are not against this type of sex, then why should an Internet, - Dima replied, bending over me, stroking my chest.
- Have you already had anal sex at these meetings? - I did not let up.
- Not. I was there only once and long ago. But I was recently warned that they already missed me, but they would like to see me in a pair, ”he answered, nibbling my earlobe and pinching my nipples.
- Even so? I see you are a success! - I snapped and leaned back to his member went even deeper. Our conversation turned me on very much, but I did not want a rough mechanical fuck. I wanted a gentle and pleasant penetration. And Dima did not disappoint me. I felt his cock annoying my ass from the inside getting more excited. My vagina was already oozing for a long time, but I wanted another one. Twisting my hips, I would sit down on his penis, then shoot off him, leaving only the head, then slowly sit down again. “And with whom did you have sex at that one meeting?” - I did not let up.
“With women,” he answered shortly, kissing my shoulders, neck. His right hand had already dived into my crotch and caressed my clitoris, but I removed it from there, putting it on my chest.

- And in more detail ... - I vypytyvala.
“At first she was the mistress of the house, then she was her best friend. The last was the wife of my old friend, who we had together with the owner of the house, - he answered, stroking me and allowing me to have his member myself. My ass has long been burning and burning.
- Tell me how it was. Just do not stop if I finish, - I asked him.
- And if I finish? - He smiled and kissed his neck.
- Does not matter ...

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