My wife is 10 years younger than me. She’s 22 and I’m 32. We get along great in everything, great, great. Intimacy between us has been brought to the extreme and between us, there are no secrets. We make love both in the evening after watching good erotic movies, and in the morning when we are most natural and unwashed.
Then her smell and breath burn me abnormally. We do and share everything, lunch, bathroom, everything. There is no shame between us. Otherwise, she is just extra-looking. Round face with large, full, light brown almond-shaped eyes, beautiful regular nose, protruding forehead, and puffy, small lips. She’s not extremely tall, she has brown, wavy hair that she straightens so it extends all the way to half her back.
It is solidly built. The sails, with smaller breasts, are extremely stocky, but with high buttocks that take your breath away and long, slender, and well-sculpted legs, with a couple of pounds of excess on the abdomen, which gives it a very fucking look. Her skin is white, but her flesh is black below, as in Asian women. She started working the day before yesterday, and since they stayed until after midnight, there was a problem with transportation.
The agreement fell to go to a colleague from work, Igor to sleep. She didn’t like it and called me on my cell phone to consult with me. I started to calm her down and advise her to accept the offer, because there is not very good transportation for our part of the city, and it started to get colder. She was not happy, because she wanted to go to our apartment, so that she could finally relax, and who knows. After all, we haven’t been here for a long time.
Then she told me that his wife had traveled somewhere on the sidelines a few months ago and that she had been alone ever since. It has already started to thrill me, because I wish, like any normal husband who loves his wife very much, to see her with someone else in sex. I calmly soothe her down and say that she will certainly be fine and that it is only one night. She calmed down and agreed. I thought it was OK, and I was really moved by the idea that Igor, in his 50s, an experienced man, could break up with my wife… About 10 minutes later, she called me again and said a little excited that she was in the bathroom of the apartment and that it is not an apartment but an ordinary studio, as well as that it has only one double bed.
This already got me pretty excited and my dick started to rise. I managed to cool off and calmly explained to her that it was nothing terrible and that she would sleep in that bed as a guest, and he as a “good” host on an armchair or the floor. “I don’t know Mike,” my wife told me in a worried voice, “I’m a little scared.” “Don’t worry, my love,” I began to soothe her, “everything will be fine, you’ll see, just one night, darling. Just one night.”
I managed to calm her down a bit, and she somehow calmed down, but I started to feel great excitement and great tension down there. However, I am so excited after a few meals, because she will stay with Igor. I worked on the computer for a while, so I went to bed. My cock was like a rock. All the time on the brink of an explosion. In the morning, she unlocked the door, quickly came to the bedroom, undressed, and put her clothes on the shelf.
I saw her naked. She had no panties and from the clean-shaven pizza, which was naturally swollen like a doughnut, only a tampon thread protruded. That surprised me a little, but what does it matter. She just puts on her trouser pajamas for sleeping, and upstairs a T-shirt and lies next to me, nailing her stocky ass to my dick, which then stiffens like a stone and fits nicely between her buttocks.
She falls asleep quickly, and I leave her because I saw that she was tired and fell asleep. I watched her carefully and gently stroked her silky hair. That’s how I fell asleep. I woke up around 11 AM. She about an hour later. In our country, it usually went with cuddling and burning for the morning. So it is now. We started stroking and curling lightly. I slowly turned on her back towards me and lightly started kissing her in the mouth.
I could feel her fresh, warm breath, natural, without a shred of artificial scents. He set me on fire. I licked her tongue, sucked her lips. Her swimsuit and breath just scratched my brain. I stroked and kneaded her breasts, squeezing them occasionally. When it became clear that she was excited to the maximum, I gently whispered to her, “and how it was with Igor.” She looked at me a little strangely and, as if confused, said, “Good. Perfect”. “I’m asking you how you spent the night,” I begin a little more seriously. “Well, I’m telling you,” she said clumsily, so she stopped and looked at me in astonishment, “as you know!” I laughed lightly to pamper her and said, “Of course I know.
This is quite normal to expect. What else would an experienced man, who before that was not with his wife who knows how much and who works all the time, do at night in an apartment with such an extra, fucking young chick “. “But don’t worry about anything,” I begin to pamper her, “it’s a perfectly normal thing and even desirable for friendship and cooperation to be closer and for people to exchange a little energy with each other.”
“It burns you,” she began excitedly, her eyes shining, “it burns you to have someone else fuck me”? “Of course it turns me on,” I will say again, “like any normal husband, to watch and enjoy while others ruin his wife or listen to her fucking experiences.” Then she started stroking my already swollen cock, and I just whispered in her ear to tell me how it was tonight because even imagining such scenes, I cum much harder. Then she starts, “You really want to hear that.” “Of course I will,” I began excitedly. “I don’t know how I’m going to do it,” he said again. “Just be light and relaxed,” I tell her, “talk, please talk.” I was very excited…
She begins: It was yesterday during the shift. Igor was constantly looking at me, who I was used to. I thought to myself with a smile. The old man likes to watch the young chicken. My colleague Layla was with me. She’s 26, she’s pretty fucking hot. Everything was OK and we didn’t attach importance to it. We just smiled at each other and quietly gossiped about him. However, when we were late and it became clear that I could not sleep with her because her sister, to whom she had returned from her boyfriend, Igor suggested that I be free to go to his apartment, which is close to Layla’s, and I was in it and he would enjoy the company. Then I called you and of course, you let me.
That surprised me a little from you, but I thought, you know best. I agreed. As we drove, we debated the most common topics. He touched my knee a couple of times with his hand as if he missed the gearbox and those tricks. I didn’t react, I just looked out the window to cool it. “Hmmm!” I started wheezing and sighing. “What is Igor like, tell me what he looks like.” Igor is old, you know. Although it is quite well preserved, with dark hair and darker skin, with a little excess fat on the stomach. But his teeth have declined a lot over the years.
Regardless, he is not a character, except that he likes to drown young promoters. But fuck it, like all men. I don’t like him, he’s even a little disgusting to me. However, when we arrived at his so-called apartment, I saw that it was an ordinary studio apartment with one double bed. I called you and of course, you calmed me down. Although… Now I see you were just preparing me to pervert one.
She laughed, and I just yelled, we greeted each other very much and she continued. When I came out of the bathroom, where I was peeing and washing my hands, after talking to you, he asked me if I would like to say something. I didn’t want anything, and I just asked him for black tea so I could sleep better. He cooked for me and him. When we drank in exchange for a few optional words, I started to leave the cups, then I saw on the kitchen element that the tea was actually green. Wow fuck, I thought. Now I won’t be able to sleep all night. When I asked him about this, he told me that black is gone, but that green is good too. I just rolled my eyes. Now I know he did this on purpose. I needed to lie down, and he gave me clean bedding to put on the bed.
When I made the bed, I inquired him to give me some pajamas to sleep on. He told me that he didn’t use it and that he can only give me his clean T-shirt to sleep in. I agreed and told him to just belong. He just smiled perversely and brought it to me. When I dressed her in the bathroom and took off her bra, she was right above my knees. I brushed my teeth and went to bed.
He was sitting in an armchair and watching TV. I asked him where he would sleep, and he told me not to worry and to go to bed. He will manage, he says. I turned off the light and went to bed. The TV was working, and he didn’t seem to intend to sleep. He changed channels and eventually found those 18+. He looked at it like I wasn’t there. It annoyed me and I was angry. Although those images passed before my eyes and I began to feel a quiet desire for you.
The panting of those women, spoiled by those gifted types, drove me crazy and seemed to scratch my brain. Then I got up and asked him a little angrily if he could turn off or at least turn down that TV. He looked at me seriously and added with a smile, “Wow, look at the little one, she’s already getting used to it.” “Let’s sleep” and turn off the TV. I lie down with my back to him and just hear him undress.
Then, to my great surprise, he started getting into bed. I start and jump up and ask him to scare what he’s doing, and he tells me not to worry about anything and that we’ll be fine. He started to detect me and straighten up, and I leaned against the wall. He was completely naked under the covers, and his dick was already well stiffened. “Don’t Uncle Igor, please!” I exclaimed, and he said to me, “Don’t worry about anything, just calm down and let your uncle take over,” he said, smiling perversely and grabbing my legs, and starting to pull me towards him.
I began to breathe rapidly, my heart pounding like crazy. I pushed him with my hands from my shoulders, but he was strong. At that time I remembered your advice, that when someone wants to rape me, I just need to relax and they won’t hurt me. I thought so, while he was elevating my legs up and whether I wanted to or not, I had to lie on my back. He grabbed my panties from below with his right hand and with a skillful tear tore them off me and threw them on the floor. I just stared at the ceiling and thought, well, at least it won’t hurt me, and maybe I’ll enjoy it.
He then let go of my legs, grabbed me from below by the thighs, and brought my pelvis closer to him, parting my legs and allowing his tongue to pass towards my pussy. My eyes narrowed in fear. Then suddenly I feel his drooling, fleshy tongue starting to lick my shaved doughnut, which I had so carefully prepared for you, Mike. Like a ghost I had seen, my eyes opened wide when I felt his tongue on my pussy.
So he began to process it professionally. He seemed to have experience. Although I was scared and didn’t want to do that, she started betraying me. She started to feel good about Mike. Almost unconsciously, I raised my legs on his strong shoulders. My pelvis began to twist on its own. I no longer controlled the body below the navel. Oh, Mike, he handled my pussy so well with his tongue. So thoroughly, it was seen that the old man had experience.
It lasted I don’t even know how many minutes. Then my anus licked, and the twitching of the pelvis intensified. Then he deftly inserted one finger inside me. I began to stir my ass even more uncontrollably and enchantingly, while I held my hands over my mouth so that my sighs and moans could not be heard. He kept one finger in my pussy as he licked the clit and the other in his ass. I’ve been imagining you all along, Mike. That’s when I started to feel the salvo of small orgasms start shaking me from the cries and the first part of the pizza. Soon after, he straightened up and my legs fell off his shoulders. I straightened my head and saw him, Mike. He was really big. “Wow, your pussy is really tight,” he began to tease, “you can see you didn’t give birth” and he started teasing his cock.
“What a dick of love he has, tell me!” I gasped. “A little longer than yours, maybe eight inches, but the same thickness,” she said excitedly, as I listened to her horny as a bull. My dick is normally seven inches long and some four or five thick, while her fish is really very narrow, all-encompassing, and strongly tightens as she cums, but she also exercises regularly with squeezing and relaxing. Then he grabbed me from below by the ass and thighs again and started pushing me on the headboard. “Please don’t, I’m married,” I said excitedly. “Don’t worry, I still love married women, they are the best.
And your one certainly loves it, because otherwise, he wouldn’t even let you in this combination. He knew very well what awaited you from an experienced uncle “, he smiled cynically as he pushed me onto the headboard. Then he masterfully deftly takes off his T-shirt and puts a pillow on my headboard. He pushed me next to him, lifted him with his strong fists, wrapped his arms around my waist to sit on his lap, and I, realizing what he wanted, grabbed the upper bar of the high, metal headboard with my hands, allowing him to push me nicely against the pillow.
Then he grabs me nicely by the waist and lifts me a little, I help by holding the bar. He deftly concentrates his huge beating on the entrance to my little one and pushes himself even harder towards me. Then he began to gently insert it through his lips. I started clenching Mike’s teeth. I closed my eyes and didn’t want to scream as he slid lightly inside my already soaked pussy. Then they abruptly touched him and his urine stuck in my cervix.
I suddenly opened my eyes and mouth and started whimpering and moaning in pain, which was getting sweeter and sweeter. He took it out and inserted it abruptly again. By then I was screaming. Then he slowly started to catch the rhythm and pull me. I whimpered and moaned as he pounded and roared like a raging bull. “Don’t be so abrupt, you’ll break me up!” I whimpered as he stabbed my cervix with his huge, pointed head.
“Don’t worry, my dear, my uncle wants you to adjust, just calm down and relax,” he said with a sigh and very lust, looking me straight in the eye. Then he grabbed me by the back of the neck with his left hand and began to squeeze and massage me professionally. As Mike’s cervix began to relax then, his head began to thrust finely into him. Oh, Mike, my dear, what a nice feeling that is. How well he did it. That control Mike, like he was running my uterus. I no longer had control over my body, and remorse and some animal desire that came from below and hit me in the head where it all mixed up passed through my thoughts.
I was thinking about you, Mike, as I was completely exchanging energy with that experienced male, who was so pleasing to my pussy. Although it was disgusting to me, Mike, her choice was narrower than mine and she was sending such crazy impulses to my brain. I was just losing my breath. I lost track of time. It lasted so long, as with you my love. From the ovaries themselves, I was shaken by a huge desire, and from the uterus itself, I felt juices flowing in an abnormal amount.
We looked each other straight in the eye. I could feel his strong breath on my face, with that disgusting tobacco smack. It disgusted me. It caused nausea and nausea in my upper stomach but at the same time, a huge pleasure and the need for that male and his scents, in my lower stomach. It all mixed around my navel and caused a curl in me. Not that I was in seventh heaven, but in ninth.
The cunt was insanely wet, like never before, and slapped like you were working with a vacuum on the drain. I was just wondering to myself, where did so much fluid in me come from. They wanted to kiss me on the mouth, but I deftly turned my head, offering him my left cheek. He kissed me and started kissing and nibbling my neck. He was completely nailed to me, and his hairy, sweaty breasts were rubbing and kneading my nipples, and my nipples were stiff as pebbles, while his big, swollen, heavy balls were pounding on my ass, moistened by my juices.
It took a long time, and I came to a couple of times pretty hard. Then someone rang the doorbell and we fell silent. He got up and went to see which ones. I covered myself under a blanket. I thought at first that someone from the building heard us and came to draw our attention to be quieter. I thought what a shame the neighbors must have heard me share like some whore from the street. Although I didn’t feel any different, I was wrong. At the door were my friend and colleague Layla, who came to hand over some papers to him or whatever.
He pulled her out of the door anyway, and she asked him in bewilderment what he was doing. He dragged her into the apartment and locked the door. She turned to him, and he grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her onto the bed next to me. He started to undress her, she began to protest. Then I revealed myself and she saw me. She was surprised and muffled by asking me and looking questioningly in terms of where you came from here and like this… I just smiled at her and started to caress her cheek with my hand.
She pampered herself and began to relax. He stripped her completely naked, her huge ass and tits flashed in the light of the room lamp. He started licking her down, while I slowly started kissing and chewing on her, moving down to her tits. I kneaded and kissed her tits, nibbling on her stiff nipples, while he was down below professionally processing like me some time ago. Then he straightened up, grabbed her shoulder with his right hand, and pulled himself to the still raised cock. She smoked him quite professionally for a while, while I kissed her and kneaded her tits from behind. He gasped and told her to do it quite knowledgeably.
Then he abruptly stopped smoking and ordered us both to cuddle. Then he deftly adjusts Layla’s ass and starts to gently tuck it into her cunt. She just moaned softly through her teeth and when he pushed it all the way in, she let out a sigh and sob. He skillfully started ass to and kicks her, while he occasionally tapped me on the ass with his strong fist. So he tore it apart for about ten minutes, then abruptly took it out and centered the menu on the fish.
They pushed him abruptly and without pardon and started to fuck him hard as well. Wow, Mike, he hit so well. He pounded on my stocky ass and stabbed the cervix well with his head, holding me by the neck with his fist, so that it leaked out of me like crazy, which was a continuation of a while ago. It lasted for about 10-15 minutes, and then he started to speed up the rhythm and hit harder. “Which one should I end up with?” He shouted with a roar.
The two of us look into each other’s eyes confused. Then I realize that Layla is unprotected because she doesn’t drink pills and I drink them. Only with sighs, as much as my voice allowed, I say, “Wow, inside me, inside me.” He started roaring and stabbed him hard a couple of times and started screaming. “Wow, fuck, how good you are! You broke my dick bitch! Fuck you! He shouted as salvos of hot, full-fat, old sperm flooded my uterus in powerful bursts of jets.
From the very uterus, a strong and wild orgasm began to whip me through my body like a stake, and I began to twitch uncontrollably in bursts that were transmitted through my body to my head. My eyes just watered as his cock jerked hard inside me and he emptied his swollen, hairy, animal balls into my wet, pliable uterus. How blissful that feeling was Mike mine. Although I always imagined that I was with you, I was aware that the seed of another male was filling me. I saw the envy in Layla’s eyes. I just fell and slumped on the bed dead tired. So I lay there for a while Layla started smoking slowly and preparing it again. Then I got up, took my purse, and went quickly to the bathroom. I sat down on the cup and tried to pee because I had that feeling. Even though I peed a couple of hours ago, I felt like my bladder was full. It was my uterus that was full of his cum.
I strained, but nothing came out, because the cervix of my uterus contracted a lot after taking Igor’s spear out of her pussy. Since I didn’t have panties with me and I couldn’t put on the insole, I just pushed the tampon so that it wouldn’t leak out and quickly got dressed and left the bathroom. I saw that it was almost four AM, and I went outside, while Layla was meticulously and thoroughly handling Igor’s completely raised dick. He called me something, as we see each other, or what.
So I went out, took a little walk, took the first-morning bus, and came to our sweet home. I just listened frantically to her story, horny as a bull, to the extreme. I just said quietly, “come, I have to tear you apart” and took her long legs and lifted them, forcing her to lie on her back. I pulled her pajamas up to her knees and a beautiful, doughnut-shaped, clean-shaven pussy appeared in front of me. Only a tampon thread protruded from it. Wow, h