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We are a young married couple, my spouse's name is Julia, she is a slender attractive blonde with a small chest and firm ass. We have a completely normal personal life with regular sex, but we have been together for more than ten years now and have been fed up with the usual bedding with my wife. I wanted something new, and recently I began to notice that I was excited by the thought of my wife's sex with other men, and that I would be directly involved in the process.

Probably, many kukolds now agree with me that the most exciting thing a sekswife wife can do are stories about her shameless adventures. Not in a nutshell, but in order to get the details ... And if the pictures are also attached, just boil. We had the most awesome experience with our wife when I first learned of her treason. And which! Once, my Marishka went on a business trip for 3 days, and returned with such elaborate holes, that my dick would whistle through them without any preparation. Even in the ass. I, of course, immediately noticed, began to ask questions, and my wife-slut, is silent. The idea that my wife was fucked in all holes was so instigating that I began to persuade to share details. And is it also clear that she has changed, what now to hide? Marisha, you see, everyone doubted how I would react to this, but seeing the stone trunk, tearing my fly, decided on stories - standard porn like seksvayf and kukold just relax.

That evening, we remember especially. Especially me. In short, without putting up an extra burden, I’ll say that about my wife having someone to fuck someone, I thought a long time ago, but all these were just empty fantasies, but then, I noticed how my friend and co-worker named Rustam looks at my wife . Of course, on Natasha there was something to look at: a good figure: long legs, a rounded butt, a narrow waist and large breasts, and it all began with a chest. Natasha walked around the house in a short robe and was not accepted in Asia, but she did not hesitate to Rustam, as he was her childhood friend, family friend, and my wife was warm with his wife.

I used to go to a new cottage not often, usually it was a weekend and then through time. But aunt and uncle - Victoria Sergeyevna, with Alexander Petrovich, they practically lived there, by and large, what they still have to do, Alexander Petrovich, my uncle is still young, however, he worked somewhere in the dustless position like this part-time, so to speak additional income to the family which was also not superfluous, Victoria Sergeyevna did not work at the moment, she worked quite a bit at all, I must say that Alexander earned good money and had enough money for them.

I got married in a big and bright way, as they say in novels and fairy tales for girls. But family life is not only a stove, a washing machine, a vacuum cleaner ... It’s also sex, quality and with pleasure ... And it’s just here that it didn’t happen. My husband is a good man, kind, caring, affectionate. But sex is completely useless. Neither the small penis, nor the tongue, nor the fingers brought me any satisfaction. When I realized this, it was too late to fix something. Children, loans, love-infection have not gone away ...

Frankly, I didn’t have time at all, I had to run for business, but the new acquaintance insisted on meeting at lunch ... come what may, - flashed in the blond head, and I decided that the meeting would be smile Again spontaneously, again without my man) But with a pleasant young man who is ready to experiment with photos and videos in the most piquant moment smile

His wife wore fresh panties and stood painted in the bathroom. I looked at her slim legs, her neat ass, her long dark hair and thought how I love her. What can you do to make your wife happy! Lena and I have long wanted to have a baby, but somehow it did not work. After going to the doctor, our fears were confirmed. I had a problem sperm. The percentage of active spermatozoa was too small to be able to get pregnant for my wife freely. The chance was, but small. But after a 7-year marriage, his wife already “climbed onto the wall” and demanded a child.

The period when we were at the joint stage, with my wife, fantasies, was for us one of the longest and most emotionally spectacular. In it, any conversation, or the behavior of the spouse, could, in a flash, lead us to incredible excitement. That, in turn, opened up the expanse for creativity ... Gathered with your favorite shopping. We are going in the car. We talk.

They have been married for about 18 years. The usual average family: the husband is a researcher, a brilliant scientist with intelligent eyes, unpretentious and textbook in everyday life. His wife - the director of the sports complex, and part-time athlete, domineering, beautiful woman. Her name is Emma, ​​and his Rodion. It all started a month ago, when a pundit began to notice Emma's unusual behavior. She came from workouts unusually cheerful, with perky eyes and a wandering smile on her lips. She fluttered around the house like a butterfly, showed tender care for her husband, and every three minutes she stuck with hugs. The husband decidedly did not understand the metamorphosis in her mood. Where is sad and tired of the ordinary Emma?

In the summer we: I, my wife, godfather and daughter went to Kiev to visit the godfather. One evening we went for a walk to the city center. Passing along Khreshchatyk, having examined the government buildings, we approached the Dynamo stadium. Near it was a public toilet. I went into one of the men's toilet cabins and poured. When I was about to go out, I saw ads with offers of sex services on the doors and on the walls: “I suck the guys”, “I take it in my mouth”, “I give it in my mouth”, “I suck the guys fuck”. My dick immediately got up and I began to masturbate him on these ads.

It happened not so long ago. I live with my parents outside the city in a private house. A couple of months ago, new tenants settled in the neighboring house, a young couple. I remember the guy badly, but I didn’t see him personally, because a week later he went to work, he hasn’t appeared since. But the girl immediately sat down in my thoughts. Cute brunette, with a haircut "Kare", with plump lips and elastic ass. Her name is Marina.

Previously, I often fantasized about how my wife will have sex with another man or even with several. I imagined these situations in my head, but I didn’t talk about it to my beloved. We have a wonderful relationship, and I was afraid that with such a proposal I would ruin everything. But life is an unpredictable thing, and once she gave me a funny gift. We have a small country house, and sometimes I go there with friends to go for a swim in the bath. We don't take wives with us, but this time my beloved asked for it with me. He says that while you are there in my bathhouse, I will prepare food for you, I will tidy up the house a bit, and I get tired of sitting in the city, I want fresh air. I reluctantly agreed not to quarrel over such a trifle.

Lord, how many freaks in the world! Sometimes you walk down the street and you are amazed - how do they manage to multiply? Who gives them and who has them? Here the little man in front is in a hurry - one and a half with a cap meter thin gray-green flesh; But then he stops, peering into the distance and his face illuminates a joyful smile in all the 18 teeth that he had left after a crushing raid of caries. Someone hurries to him ... from a distance not immediately and understand who it is - a man, a woman, or even a dog of the Chow-Chow breed. Something pretty redhead and shaggy. Oh, my God, they give them such, and then they give birth to the world of unhappy children ...

Each person has his own ideas about good sex, but they are my own, and in this story I want to tell you about my good sex. The main thing for me is for my partner to get an unforgettable feeling, to remember me for the rest of her life. I do not aspire to a serious relationship, it does not interest me at all yet. Gaining experience with young girls, I constantly improved in terms of sex and at some point I began to think that there was practically nothing left to learn and began to look for a girl in social services. networks of his city, to try on it everything that I learned in my life. I was interested to see her reaction and listen to her assessment.

Brother husband. My eyes were already stuck together when Vovchik suddenly asked: “So what did you want to tell me today?” I stared blankly at my husband. - when? “Well ... you said something about ... our plan ...” - BUT! - I remembered. “Well ... I didn't really want to say something, I just thought ...” - Now finish off! - demanded Vovchik. “Do you really want to know that?” - I clarified.

That day I dumped from the institute after the second couple. I arrived home, and as soon as I closed the door to the apartment, I heard unequivocal moans from my mother's bedroom. We lived together, and she never took the men home (I thought so). I was confused, I decided to even leave and walk around the city for a couple of hours, but curiosity leaped. She tiptoed to her room, put down her bag, and just as quietly and carefully walked toward her mother's bedroom. From there came such loud noises that I could not sneak, but I was cautious.

The day began as usual when I have a day off. Sleep till late morning, and then idleness. I am 28 years old, my name is Dmitry, well built, as I play football with friends every week, plus going to the pool. So today I woke up after breakfast went out onto the balcony, to get some air. Near the entrance I saw a pile of boxes and a lonely fragile blonde. So the time is still 18–30, everything is already at work and far from lunch, we should help this girl. and then she'll be poor. still nothing to do - I thought. Quickly putting on a T-shirt and shorts went outside. “Hello, can I help you?” I said calmly.

I picked up a nice doll today, it’s a pity I refused to go. Well, nothing, she has it so. I drove the car through the city at night, the road was empty, and I spent more time with my companion than driving. How good she was: noble features, straight black hair, luxurious breasts of the third size. Vita was not talkative, although it was clear in her eyes that she clearly wanted to tell me something. Well, okay, we're not going to talk.

... The sleeping area of ​​a small town, 10 pm. In the two-room apartment of one of the high-rise buildings the light is on. Squeaks and sighs come from the room. A dark-haired adult woman in an open robe lies on a large bed, her tired legs are slightly divorced to the side. Next to her is a magazine with the latest collection of autumn clothes, which she tries to carefully consider.

I want to appeal to all peasants. What do you know about true love? Not about the love that is measured by money, gifts, signs of attention. And not about the love, which is written in fairy tales. Type: "And they lived happily ever after and died in one day." Pick up the beauty in the club, drink it and fuck, and then hang noodles on the ears and thus win? Ugh! This is not love.