- Okay, come on then, go ahead first.

Igor fell in between the legs of my wife and, aiming with a member clamped in his hand, gently pushed it into her nest. Everything went like clockwork, my spouse's vagina was sufficiently moist. After that I knelt on the sides of Svetlana and did the same to her. Her vagina did contain lubricant in the form of remnants of my sperm. At the same time, Svetlana opened her eyes for a moment and, seeing me, smiled and whispered:

- Sasha, - then she set her lips to kiss and again lowered her eyelids. I kissed her easily and immediately stood up, kneeling with a member inside a friend, and Igor moved to the right, standing with his elbows on the sides of Sveta, and clung to her lips. Then we moved, each in his own lady ...

Gradually, the movement in the vaginas of women forced them to pant and begin to moan. Igor and I tried to move in sync, he, moreover, was kissing my partner, so her moans were like an indistinct mooing, but her arms embraced Igor by the neck, pressing her closer and strengthening her lip contact ...

It took about five minutes, when I felt a stir move in the depths of my girlfriend's vagina - the harbinger of a future storm. Judging by the fact that Igor accelerated, his feelings were similar to mine. My wife's groans grew louder, she began to mumble, as usual:

- Aaah ... yeah ... still ... oooh ... still more ... taak ... aaaa ...

And within a couple of minutes, a loud cry and convulsive twitches of my beloved announced that an orgasm was coming to her ... My ward also moved feverishly, but, not being able to scream, howled thinly through the kiss, and the walls of her vagina were stormy, forcing me to splash inside her time after time ... Only Igor continued to rhythmically drive his dick into my already relaxed spouse while kissing her friend. But, finally, he could not resist, stopped kissing, growled and irrigated the bosom of my blessed with accumulated seed ...

After that, we each hugged our partner and began to give thanks.

The most interesting thing was that our girls ... are still sleeping, even despite the fact that they continue to be shaken by the sweeping orgasm, and inside the vagina, at least in Svetka, waves of spasms still roll, though already quite weak.

Enjoying these caresses of my member, I quietly chopped off ...

***

Morning cut my eyes with a bright ray of sunlight. I was lying on my back, apparently rolled in a dream, and Sveta was on me, and I found that my dick never came out of her vagina. And as soon as I understood this, he immediately began to revive, literally after a minute filling the entire vagina, bursting into its walls. To my right, I found my wife's back in the arms of a guest. Her neck nestles comfortably on his left hand, and with his right he squeezed her buttock, while her left leg was thrown over Igor's thigh. Out of curiosity, I reached out and felt the entrance to her vagina. He was blocked by a half-full member of Igor, who, perhaps from this movement of mine, pressed his buttock closer to himself, forcing the member to dive deeper into his spouse. She mumbled something displeased and breathed again exactly ...

I began to move in my partner, and gradually her breathing was lost, she began to breathe more often, and the tongue began to lick her lips, which were half-open and swollen from night kisses.

Apparently, Igor, even if half asleep, started moving, because my wife, having made an unsuccessful attempt to move away from him, as a result, leaning on her ass with her, finally gave up and also often breathed, and fell from her lips:

- Sash ... well ... no need ... I'm tired ...

Looks like she confused Igor with me. Apparently, he also heard her words, but he did not stop moving, but on the contrary, he found her lips with his own and began kissing himself with abandon.As I understand it, over the past night he did not manage to kiss Lyudochka on the lips, and now he was catching the buzz, weaving tongues with my wife, while moving inside her. Probably, at that moment he felt like the real husband of my wife, getting from this extra pleasure.

Svetlana also began to take an active part in our marathon. She finally finally woke up and vigorously drove on my penis, throwing her head back and, as usual, resting on my shoulders. I, too, habitually jumped at her boobs jumping before my eyes, and began to regulate the pace of the jumps with their help ...

Igor, pushing my wife away from us, rolled over so that he was on top, and earned his ass more actively, continuing to kiss with taste. At that moment, Lyudmila finally opened her eyes and looked blankly at his face. When it finally dawned on her that she was not kissing me, she darted off, breaking the kiss, and abruptly turned away to the side, finding me with her eyes. She continued to moan and move her pelvis towards the movements of the fuck, but whenever he tried to kiss her lips, she stubbornly shook her head and turned away, not allowing it to do so, even in spite of the intense excitement that gripped her and forced her to fan him ...

This went on for several minutes, filled with heavy breathing, women's moans and cries, slaps of the colliding bodies and the slight creak of the bed. And then the accumulated tension broke through in my wife with the strongest orgasm, from which she screamed loudly, strongly arched, several times sharply moved her pelvis towards the fuck, and leaned backwards without strength, even, in my opinion, losing consciousness for a few seconds. Igor finished next to her, twitching his ass between female legs chaotically in the process of outpouring semen ...

A few minutes later we finished with Svetka, but not as rapidly as the first pair. There was more tenderness in our intercourse with her. Pouring into the girl, I gently at the same time kissed her lips and stroked her hair, back and ass ...

Finally, everyone calmed down and, after lying still for some time in the arms of each other, they disengaged, after which the ladies went to the bathroom to clean up. Igor and I drank a little more, after which we also took turns in the shower, while the girls together prepared breakfast. I must say, all these bedding adventures have caused everyone to have an excellent appetite, so the unpretentious omelette with sausages and salad went off with a bang.

At breakfast, the conversation went about anything, just not about the previous night, and after about half an hour Igor said goodbye to everyone and left, not forgetting to shower with compliments of our ladies again.

***

“Yes, perhaps Dimka deserves compensation,” Svetlana Lyuska said during the conversation over tea after Igor left, “otherwise, your husband and I had so much time that night that there was a clear imbalance ...”

“Yes, such an imbalance that I do not know how I will walk now,” my wife picked up. - Probably only raskoryachku. This Igor fucked me worse than Dimka then.

“Didn't you like it at all?” - I was surprised, remembering how actively my wife received our guest in herself.

“Well, not that ...” - his wife gave him elusively, “but I will not take another such marathon in the near future.” So let's leave the promised meeting a bit.

- This is how much, a little? - I could not resist, realizing that it is impossible to delay too much, otherwise our ladies in general then wash this business, but I promised Dimona after all.

- Well, let's say, for a couple of weeks ... - my wife thoughtfully stretched out, - just from this marathon I’m oklemayus.

“No, two weeks is too much,” I broke it, “maximum week.” Sveta, won, would also need to rest, but she does not complain.

- Yes, for two weeks Dimchik may not suffer, Svetka laughed, - then he is exhausting me, so I support you.

“Pf,” Lyudmila displeasedly straightened her forehead and thought for a moment. - Well, let it be a week. You can pass. Only I will not kiss him, just know. Well, I do not like it.

- Well, - Svetlana smiled, - I think he will manage without kisses. After all, the main thing for him is not to kiss him.That's what prepare for it.

“Oh-ho-ho,” - smiling back, my spouse shook her head sadly, “I remember this“ not to kiss ”... Then, by the way, my husband carried me home.

- And here you are right, a friend, even if he himself carries it, - Svetka picked up with a serious face, - and then, indeed, one girl worked, and the other has to bear ...

They all laughed together, and I went to get dressed to take Svetka home, to my husband, and to notify him about the meeting scheduled for the next Saturday ...