On one of the hot summer nights, Mikhail made love to his bride, Giselle.

The name of the girl, unusual for Moscow, was adequately accepted by everyone, because Giselle immigrated from France, and, moreover, she was a mulatto.

They met her in the same bar, Giselle celebrated graduation from the bachelor’s program at the RUDN University together with her friends, and Mikhail got there by chance, agreeing to listen to her colleague who complained about family life and other everyday problems.

Mikhail was only two years older than the girl. He worked as an investigator at the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and his colleague was a senior investigator. Although they were of the same age, the post of senior investigator was vacant at that time only for one of them.

Michael was then 25 years old, and Gisselle 23. At first, he looked at her with curiosity, like most Muscovites. She was an ordinary Negro for him and he did not know about the difference between Negroes and mulattoes, but something was different in her. And, despite his martinet life, Mikhail had a good taste for women, clothes and a look at beauty. He preferred a wide cut of eyes, snub-nosed and large lips. Puffed up skins? - Not. Not the ones you can think of. It's about natural beauty. - What nature itself gave, and gave everything in moderation!

Giselle was just that. She had wasp waist and a very large chest. Her hair was rich in afro style. Growth is not more than 170, while Michael had growth all 190.

Mikhail Serebrov was a little thin guy with his height, but he knew how to dress and look stately. Light blond bachelor, in a fitted blue shirt quickly attracted his eyes Giselle. She paid attention to him and smiled ...

- What do you think about what the gynecologist said? - asked Giselle after sex. She was not at all in the mood.

Their sex was quite diverse, and they conducted many experiments. Misha tied her up, fucked her in the ass and shoved her vibro-member into her pussy. He had a rather long member, of medium size thickness. At the same time, Misha had a circumcised penis, as he brought the infection in the early years and the parents decided after the treatment to be circumcised for hygiene purposes.

But the intimate life flowed in this pair is not the best way. Giselle was constantly sick with one or the other, and her treatment took place from two weeks to a month. Now she had smells immediately after having sex with Misha, then she constantly wanted to go to the toilet, then she unpleasantly burned and scratched her. But Giselle constantly monitored her hygiene and was never seen with other men. She was a very faithful young girl, and for her cheating was the greatest betrayal.

On this day, he and Misha went to a gynecologist, and he told them about the sexual incompatibility that they may have. "Different races have different DNA." The doctor routinely explained that they needed to maintain their immunity and always try to use the means of hygiene and safety. Miramistin, condoms and antiviral cream after a shower.

“I don’t know, Gisie, as he called his bride, is a very difficult question.”

Misha had a black friend, Sam, whom he met long time ago in the gym. One day, Mikhail invited Sam to a bar and decided to discuss with him some more personal questions about intimate life with Giselle.

- In general, black, you and I have known each other for a long time, and in our friendship with you, though not always there was some kind of empathetic support when we got into difficult ones, but we are men and tried to cope with it as best we could. - He began his entry from afar.

Looking ahead, Sam was a strong enough guy about 182 feet tall. He tends to have athleticism, but, besides, Sam was fond of workout and football. They agreed on that when they watched European football on one of their common friends. Misha was a fierce Arsenal fan, and Sam adored Real Madrid.They often discussed La Liga and the Premier League, the Champions League, and everything about girls, sports and recreation.

Friends in everything were open, but when it came to money or some help in personal affairs, they did not turn to each other. Sam somehow helped Misha with the repair of the kitchen, but then, when Misha started another repair, he was denied help with lifting the materials for the repair. When Misha felt unwell, Sam several times refused to go with him to buy something, so as not to get infected. And Sam Misha refused to borrow money. Once he took him only two days and was very worried, repeatedly asking whether he would return the debt in two days and also on the day of the return of the debt, reminded him about it.

It seems the guys did not let each other down, but at the energy level they did not trust each other in some specific issues. The eternal mutual settlement in the shops, and no one should strain more than the second, doing something, at some meeting.

- What is it? - Sam asked his friend.

- We have some problems with Giselle. And frankly speaking, our sex has become some kind of punishment, not a reward. - continued Michael.

- What's wrong with you? Does it excite you? - asked Sam.

- No, everything is super, I always stand on it. But she is constantly sick there, and for some reason I am shown tests that everything is clear to me. - said Misha.

- Maybe you didn’t recover and the tests do not tell the whole truth? - Sam thought - it happens very often, and we are carriers and infect our own.

- No no! - cut off Michael - that's not the point.

- What then?

- Mmmm ... - Michael hesitated - the doctors say we have different DNA and because it is black and I am white ...

- I see! - Sam laughed in his voice - well, bro, this is what they tell you. Just want money for all sorts of eco or other procedures in the future. I have already heard such stories. I did not think that you would lead this way. Just go to other doctors and see everything change. - Michael's friend spoke firmly and confidently.

Michael is witty enough and always weighed everything. But at some points he was too impulsive. He could not understand what to do in this situation, whether to contact other doctors, or ...

Yes, Misha chose "Or." He was not so much worried about their health as sex itself. Because of all these situations, sex with Giselle actually stopped. They did it, but lately they have been very rarely and have been scratching their teeth.

- Sam, I want to try one experiment. - began Misha, - in which you will take part.

- I'm listening carefully. - Sam responded with interest.

- I read a lot of things, and we visited doctors not once. It began almost immediately. Almost immediately, we had problems. And little by little they began to grow. I thought that it might be worthwhile to diversify sex life with another genetics and our life with Zhizi would go over the top. I really care about it very much, because we are young and we have no sex and the passion is gradually dying away from each other. I do not want to worsen or somehow destroy our relationship with her, but I thought about it a lot and, knowing that I have you, I came to this decision. - Michael was telling slowly and measuredly.

“Okay,” Sam wondered, but listened attentively to his friend.

“You and Zisi are both dark-skinned.” You are both of African descent. I want to try threesome sex, or even sex between you and Zizi, and then between me and her. Perhaps her physical reaction will change, she will get excited, and this discomfort will no longer be there. I know that you are now in shock ... - Mikhail looked at his friend’s raised eyebrows and an expanding smile that would spread just about laughter in the room, - but I thought about everything well and think that I will be able to convince Gissel of this, while losing a friend.

Hearing such things shocked his friend. Sam sat and thought. Not every day they approach him with such a request, and Mikhail laid it all out so that the questions, one by one, during this monologue ...