- A proposal is in force, did not change my mind, will you not regret?

What a twist. I internally applaud an excerpt from my wife. Adrenaline rushed through, I had to pause and said quietly:

- Then did not change my mind. - (This is me about our first swing experience.) And I get the answer:

- Once offered, and organize, I will not hang myself, but ... blame yourself.

I understood that there was no way back, I needed to “introduce”; the word, as they say, is not a sparrow at all ... I ask my wife to go to the car and give me time to "pokumekat" with Slava.

I went to the table, Slava and I were paying the bills. We leave. As soon as he was convinced that there are no extra ears, in a low voice:

“Glory, when was the last time you were with a woman?”

He, of course, immediately went out of touch with such a completely intimate question, especially since our previous conversation did not at all suggest this question. He looks at me, slaps his eyelashes, looks classic confusion and incomprehension on his face. I calmly (aha "calmly" - the pulse is right up to 200, steam from the ears, sweat through the jacket seems to have broken) continued:

- Do you like Paul?

- Yes, that is ... not in the sense - Slava barely uttered, swallowing a large lump, which squeezed his throat and did not understand where I was leaning on the conversation.

- And I mean it in that sense. Right here and now. This will be her gift from us. Paulie has condoms, she is waiting for you in the car - he “laid out” on one spirit; these words were utterly difficult for me, not every day you decide on this ... About condoms — after how we “touched” the swing — Pauli’s condoms are always with me at my urgent request.

And Slava stands and watches; looks, stands and speaks out. He, too, see, not every day such proposals are made. His complete confusion amused me a little and my tension went away with my hand, relaxed (or it seemed to me then), I say to him with a smile:

- Glory, go in the end. Give the woman what she wants. How much to ask you. I'll stand here.

I realized that they were not joking with him and he hesitantly walked to the car. But, here's a bad luck, well, the unit does not rise in any way, as it rested at half past five, it hangs. His wife and so caress and so - all to no avail. Apparently, a nonstandard situation jammed something there in Glory.

Then I propose such a solution: go to our house and “discuss it” there. Glory already agrees with obvious relief. We are in the car, and Slava on your bike, the benefit of nothing there has fallen off. Go.

And here we are at home, for 11 o'clock at night. The children are already sleeping. We try not to make noise. We pass into the kitchen. My wife quickly laid out snacks, got brandy and wine. We drank a couple of toasts. I propose to stay for the weekend and leave on Monday. But Slava needs to be in the morning in Moscow. And then Fields, having decided everything for us and said: “Don't miss, boys” - she flew off to the bathroom. We both realized that to be sex, again adrenaline began to go off-scale. In the meantime, she puts herself in order there, and Slava and I have time to dry a couple of piles and calm down a little. Glory asks us, he wonders how we “sunk” here to such depravity. I briefly set out, without specifying names, like.

Here the bathroom is released and we immediately send Slava there, then me, my wife asks to stay there for 10-15 minutes. When I came out, I found such a picture. It is evident that cognac obviously went to the benefit: Slava lies on the bed, and Fields sat on top of him, and slightly up, then slightly down, movement of the hips, a deep breath, inhale, and again in a new way. Hands of Glory flit on the full breasts of my wife below. They are good, obviously good, but suddenly my jealousy is rising, the pressure is growing, it seems that they were not yet mentally prepared for the fact that without me they can begin. At that moment, Paul saw that I had already left the bathroom and innocently asked:

- Can I kiss him?

I bastard from the naivety of such a question. Jealousy and pressure recede.And immediately begins to increase excitement, and even some excitement. Who has not experienced - will not understand.

- Of course yes.

Glory, having heard me, I realized that I was already in the room, I started up, tried to get out from under my wife, offering me to take my rightful place. How gallantly, if this word applies at all to the situation ... I stopped him, putting my hand on my shoulder:

- Today, this share is yours, work, do not be distracted. I always have time. By the way, on a glass of brandy?

I pour glasses, but I see that he is now definitely not up to brandy. I put his shot on the bedside table at the head of the bed, and I sit in a chair at the side of the bed and start watching live porn with my wife in the lead role. My wife does not publish loud huff-moans, not her style, only sniffs softly. Her cheeks are red, rosy, already burning.

On our bed, my wife is impaled on someone else's dick, and even jumps on him, and sometimes she leans over to the ebar, snuggles, kisses him passionately, lifts herself up, then the air kiss sends me. Once even the middle finger showed. What for? And I, two meters from the bed, in the chair, my one hand strokes the trunk, the other holds a glass, and on the contrary, but the bed, my wife fuck. My wife looks at me so slyly, slyly and smiles, catches her buzz. I see that Slava is already sailing, I told him:

- Change if close to the end. Do not stop yet.

He immediately asks Paul to get down. Fields reluctantly gets up, I unroll it, tilt it and insert my stiffened member into the "garage". Oh how hot, slippery, pleasant and ... spacious. I looked at the member of Glory - it turned out to be a sickly member, in any case, rather large than me, but not such a giant with whom Fields had contact on our first evening of swing. The most it, as she then admitted to me.

- Fields, you see, did not lose with Slava - hinting at his member. She replied:

- Dim, you work there, the commentator was found.

The disposition turned out to be banal, Fields is standing at the edge of the bed, tilted with cancer, I’m at the back of her full spire amplitude, all the time, the dick falls out of Slava’s developed pussy, and right under her nose, the dick of Glory hangs out in all its glory. I am her:

- Take prezik and kiss.

No sooner said than done. I switched to a moderate rate of fucking, so that Paul was comfortable doing blowjob. And she went rocking back and forth, forward and back again.

I see that Slava is on the verge again, and he himself will soon. I come out of Paul and ask Paul to stop doing glory blowjob. Need a front. It was to look at her greedy eyes: a real tigress, she was ready to tear us apart. I pour myself and Slava on brandy, my wife - semi-sweet. Sit, talk.

Fields and Slava recall various funny stories that they experienced together. Even this, when they are naked in Slava's room twenty years ago, pawing each other in intimate places, and almost fucked, but at that moment Granny of Glory returns home, that's all, bummer - she's Polya - I'll tell your mom, that kind of slut. But mine was not confused - tell me what the problem and calmly dressed.

In the meantime, I ask Paul if she wants to try another hole, meaning to embody my long-time (and maybe her, too, but she doesn't prick) double penetration. She simply answers - “first you try, and then I”. We are laughing. The fact is that earlier we tried a couple of times anal, but due to the fact that my dick, although not so long, but fat, and Fields didn’t manage to try the back completely. We decided not to force anal. Everything has its time.

In short, we just sat down, took my soul away, I get up, carry my wife away and hint to Slava, who is sitting in a chair to continue and put on a condom, and I myself start kissing my wife, aiming her at Slava's dick. Gradually seated her on the knees of Glory, his dick gently enters my wife. I can’t see enough of it at this moment, as Paulie’s eyes are gradually rounded, and a quiet sniff begins again. Up and down, and I hold, hug, kiss her. Going down. I open her knees. The clitoris is bent forward and each time it moves forward, sways to the beat of the Slavic member. I fall there with my lips, as much as possible ... Read more →