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It was an ordinary Friday evening. I came to visit my parents for the weekend. Like my ex Anya, they live in the same city. After evening gatherings with relatives, I became bored and decided to call her, but I was sure that she would not answer the phone because she has a husband, a child, she is already 27, in general, a full-fledged family. As expected, she didn't answer me. A couple of hours later, closer to 23:00, an SMS arrived: “Did you call?” , I replied, “Yes, I’m in the city, if possible, I wanted to see you.” After another hour, she called and I heard a rather drunk, painfully familiar voice. “Come to us, we are celebrating my friend’s birthday, at my grandmother’s apartment, she has left,” said Anya. Without thinking twice, taking a couple of bottles of wine from home, I was already on my way to them. There is a knock on the door and I am greeted by Anya and their friends Katya and Olya. Anya has stunning blue eyes that you can look into forever. She looked chic in a sparkl... continue reading

New Year's corporate party! A pre-New Year's corporate party is such a dreary task, while everything is being organized you can go crazy. Nevertheless, the money was finally collected, but the meeting place was not determined. While we were thinking and wondering, all the taverns were already in great demand, and we decided to celebrate it with our employee.

Fortunately, in addition to her apartment not far from our plant, she also had a dacha, and we decided to go after work and celebrate a corporate event with her. By the way, I always liked her, blonde hair, plump lips, beautiful long legs, thin waist. And from her breasts, when she especially came to work in a white, slightly see-through T-shirt (that sometimes the outlines of her nipples were even visible), I simply went crazy. She had recently returned from maternity leave, apparently not everything was great in her personal life, she always dressed to highlight the charms of her figure, and we often exchanged meaningful glance... continue reading

My name is Andrey, I am 35 years old (height 180), my wife is Oksana, she is 33 years old. She is not a tall brunette (height 165), with a good figure and beautiful breasts of the second size.

This story happened several years ago. One Saturday evening my wife and I were returning from the beach and unexpectedly, not far from our home, by chance we met my army comrade Oleg. He was with a friend, we met, his name was Vadim. Oleg and I hadn’t seen each other for about 10 years, so we started bombarding each other with questions. We decided to sit somewhere and remember our youth. I offered to come visit us. Oleg and Vadim were not against it, and neither was my wife. Moreover, we sent our son to rest with her parents, and tomorrow was a day off. Oksana went home, and the three of us went to the store. We bought the necessary provisions - vodka for ourselves, a bottle of red wine for our wife, fruit, etc.

While we went to the store, my wife managed to take a shower, change clothes (sh... continue reading

After graduating from university, I joined the army. After service, I got a job as a shift supervisor at a company, where I met accountant Elena and we got married a year later. Lena is a modest, caring wife. After a year of family life, our son was born, we lived in my mother-in-law’s house, and built our own next door. In total, we lived in friendship and harmony for a little more than five years. One summer, our boss celebrated his 50th birthday at the company. We decided to celebrate on Saturday at our dacha, which was located 20 km outside the city on a lake.

Most likely this is not a lake, but a place of the river similar to a lake, along the banks of which the bases of the city’s enterprises are located. Many of them were no longer inhabited after Yeltsin's reforms. Enterprises closed one after another. Nobody needed the bases anymore, and our company was hanging afloat, finalizing its last years. On Saturday morning, the entire office boarded the bus, loaded with drinks and f... continue reading

Natasha is a long forgotten past. She cheated on me, it’s hard to forgive. I built a new life, and she was left far behind.

But here is the alumni meeting. Exactly ten years passed after graduation; I would hardly have shown up, but the unexpected appearance of many friends from my youth forced me to come. We drank a lot and discussed a long-forgotten past. I felt good, I haven’t felt like I was in the company of close people for a long time, the kind that make you forget about everything.

But then she appeared. A chill immediately ran down my spine. For a whole year after graduation, she was fucked by a classmate named Yegor, and all I could think about was how Natasha and I would build our beautiful future. Unexpectedly, at the beginning of the second year, she confessed everything to me, I became very sad and broke off our relationship with her.

Since that time, a lot of water has passed under the bridge: I married the woman I loved, and I had never even seen her.

And so she... continue reading

Ninka was lying on her stomach, her legs bent under her. Her butt rose defiantly off the sofa. Her bare feet were hanging off the sofa, and her head was resting on the back. I sat side by side, a little to the side, and diligently jerked off both Ninka’s holes at once. She snorted contentedly, moved her butt, and twirled it. Feeling the finish line approaching, she spun faster.

- Come on, I'll cum now!

I liked it when Ninka came from my caresses, and then put her hole at my disposal and lay relaxed while I tormented her body. I gave it. The contraction of the muscles of the anus and vagina signaled her high. Having groaned several times, she relaxed her legs, lowered her butt, rested a little and raised it again. Ninka hoped to get another orgasm if I wasn’t in a hurry and helped her. I helped.

Spreading her buttocks, he smeared her ass with cream and lubricated her ass. He put his penis to the hole in the anus, pressed it and slipped into the alluring depths. He placed his hand... continue reading

My older sister is a real smart and beautiful person, but she is a very narcissistic person. How many young people did she break the hearts of? Everyone was looking for something special, or rather not special, but rather trivial - a rich prince in a white Bentley. But the years flew by, and only students with cheap bouquets and rather modest businessmen appeared on the threshold of our apartment. One day, our friend Vika invited me and my sister, who was already 27 years old, to spend a week of summer vacation in Sochi with her grandmother.

On a warm evening, the three of us went out to dance in one rather expensive establishment. And here, lo and behold, my older sister Sveta, no longer an enviable bride (the girl was 27 after all), but still wildly narcissistic, meets a middle-aged, but judging by the thickness of his wallet and the make of his car, quite wealthy man, and to also from the capital of our homeland.

By the way, it is worth saying that our parents are intelligent pe... continue reading

It was before the weekend. A friend invited me to his home to drink vodka. I got ready, bought vodka and cognac for her wife and went to them. A friend and his wife met me and took me to the kitchen. We started drinking, his wife had cognac, and we had vodka. Having drunk quite a bit, we went to smoke on the balcony.

When his wife returned and changed into a short dressing gown, I noticed that she was not wearing a bra. A friend fucked her up, why are you dressed up like that? You're even sitting there without a bra. And she says that she has beautiful breasts and can sit without a bra. She asked me a couple of times if I liked her breasts? I said it was a good size. My favorite is 4th. She asked if she excites me? I nodded my head.

Then we sat and had a drink, and went to smoke with a friend. Suddenly he asks me if I want her wife? I refused, but he still insisted on an answer. I replied that if not your wife, then I would sleep with her. And he says come on, we’ll fuck her togeth... continue reading

She came, as usual, when everyone was already asleep. The rustle of her slippers only woke up the owner's cat, who was lazily lounging on the sofa. My sister and her husband slept in the next room, where the silence was dispelled by the whisper of the TV. There was no appetite, the routine in the office and the recent lack of spiritual and intimate closeness with Igor left a certain imprint on the night life of the young family.

Having imperceptibly entered the slightly open door, without turning on the night light, Alena, with her usual movement, groped for the closet handle, opened and took out her parents’ old hangers, and began to take off her tired blouse that had already been boring for the day. Igor lay with his head covered with a blanket and only one hand lay on the side of her bed, as if guarding his rightful place, his lawful wife.

Outside the window, the lantern faintly pierced the young May foliage and this gave a slight feeling of novelty and excitement. Changes are c... continue reading

The day did not go well from the very morning. The conflict arose out of nowhere. Slamming the door, Tanya went to her parents.

Arriving at the office, Lenya turned on the computer and began editing another contract. Then the boss came into his office.

- Why so gloomy? Looks like you had a good rest.

- What is it...

- Yeah. Okay, here's a little deal for you - you'll go to Paris.

- ...Where?

– To the hero city of Paris. You'll get divorced. You will negotiate with our partners on a new project. Prepare the soil. Do you have a visa?

- By itself.

- So that's great. Natasha will go with you as a translator. She's also on board. Go to the accounting department for travel allowances and tickets and you’re free for today. Go home, pack your things. Departure tomorrow morning at 9:45.

After Lenya left, the boss returned to his office and called Natasha to his office.

Natasha, a fragile brunette with short hair and big brown eyes, had a luxurious bust of the third size. As... continue reading

My wife Lenka is a whore... That says it all. We've been married for eight years. Lenka is 30 years old and works as a secretary in a small company that sells plumbing fixtures.

When we first got married, I still knew nothing about my wife’s turbulent past. Then I found out... Not exactly by accident, no! Lenka herself told me during sex who she was with before me!

When we got married, Lenka was 22. So, over the years, this bitch had a hundred men a year, no less. So consider this... For her, fucking an unfamiliar man is as natural as sneezing!

And Lenka realized that I liked her depravity and accessibility. And it is true. Well, I like it when a strange man lies on Lenka and fucks her in my favorite sweet holes! Very often, returning from work, I find my legal wife in bed with some man! “Well, we met on a minibus. He liked me and invited me home!” - a common explanation for the husband in these situations. Sometimes there were two or even three men...

These freaks fucked my la... continue reading

Viktor Petrovich returned home a little faster than usual; he was released from work due to the lack of electricity at the plant. He worked as a machine operator at a sewing factory, a boring, daily job, without any career prospects. And in his personal life there is no beauty, a gray little wife, snotty offspring, even on vacation and he is busy digging potatoes instead of resorts.

But this year, my job didn’t allow me to take leave, so I had to work hard, and sent my wife to the village to live with her parents. After changing clothes and taking a shower, Viktor Petrovich went to the kitchen to prepare himself something to eat, when suddenly the doorbell rang. Surprised, Viktor Petrovich opened the door, looking with interest at who might come to him, because he doesn’t even really have friends, much less girlfriends. In front of the door stood a neighbor from the third floor, not a young, but very attractive woman, with a rather beautiful figure, for her age, and her appearance ca... continue reading

Hi all. I am Denis. So I decided to write my own story about my wife Anya’s betrayal. The first time my wife cheated on me was in a restaurant, on our wedding anniversary. So, after this betrayal, we decided to start looking for a partner for group sex. Only this time, we decided that everything would be beautiful. We decided to rent a hotel.

The search took more than a month. Having posted an ad on the Internet on one of the dating sites, Anya spent a long time selecting a candidate. And so, a man responded to the ad, his name was Victor.

“This is what you need,” said the wife. Look, he’s married, he writes that he already has MFM experience, and in terms of age, he’s 35 years old, and he’s handsome in appearance.

- Okay, I answered. If you like him, then let’s meet him first and talk.

We made an appointment for Victor at a cafe and met him a couple of days later. We talked, found out where he works, learned about his MFM experience. He said that several years ago, he and a fr... continue reading

I left my daughter with my grandmother, and I went for a walk, to unwind and see what was going on in the world. I had been walking around the city for about two hours, I was tired and decided to rest a little near the Dnieper. I bought myself a bottle of light beer and started enjoying life. Usually my husband, daughter and I went for a walk together, but that day he was at work and for some reason in the last couple of weeks we haven’t been able to go for a walk together.

But I really wanted it, my soul demanded new impressions and sensations. Yes, this happens when you are on maternity leave: your husband becomes the main person from whom you expect all this. But if he is busy, then he needs to look for new opportunities so as not to run wild, since sitting at home all the time affects his mood.

So I’m standing there, not touching anyone, when suddenly two guys come up to me and offer to join them for communication, supposedly my soul requires female company, and they really lik... continue reading

I was a hired programmer. As a result of the fact that I was not satisfied with work in my native province due to the low salary, I moved to the nearest big city - largely under the influence of my girlfriend, in many ways - of my own free will, and largely because one of the aspiring entrepreneurs I knew offered to work for him privately in this city. My girlfriend - my Baby - was just about to enter a university in the same metropolis.

Everything was very, very good with her. By mutual recognition, we satisfied each other much better than all our previous bed partners. Naturally, we loved each other. And they forgave a lot, especially since my Baby came into my life when I was slowly chewing on my fifth depression - as always, associated with another painful breakup of a love relationship, and was already ready to despair and put an end to women, in the sense of a positive attitude to them. She literally revived in me my love for the world and for women. She just came and began to... continue reading

Once, I decided to take a steam bath with my wife in the bathhouse, and asked my mother-in-law to heat the bathhouse on Saturday when I returned from the night shift in the morning, but in the morning of that day they called my wife from work. She works at my hospital, so I urgently need to come in as a substitute.

After wandering around the house, I went to the bathhouse myself. The whole bathhouse was breathing heat and I undressed, took a dip in the shower and climbed into the steam room. I sat there for about twenty minutes when I heard a noise in the hallway, then my mother-in-law’s voice. How's the fever? - she asked. I replied, “everything is fine.”

About five minutes later, my naked mother-in-law came into the steam room, wearing only a hat on her head, and sitting down next to her, she said, “Don’t let the wood go to waste, I was heating for two, but I came alone,” and she laughed, son-in-law, don’t be shy, I’ve seen cockerels in my time, so You don't have to close yours.... continue reading

My husband, as always, was late at work, and I didn’t even know what to do with myself. Housework had long been done, dinner was cooling on the stove, and the feeling of incredible loneliness was only growing with every minute. I was waiting for my betrothed in a brand new set of underwear - a thin burgundy bra that perfectly emphasized my large natural breasts and a transparent thong.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and I immediately rushed to open it, wanting to immediately see my beloved’s reaction to my perfect appearance. However, to my deepest regret and shock, my husband’s best friend was standing on the threshold. He was taken aback by my nakedness and immediately turned away so as not to embarrass me. A blush instantly appeared on the cheeks, and thoughts began to flash through my head about how ridiculous everything had turned out. I quickly grabbed the coat hanging right at the entrance and invited the young man to go into the living room. My husband was due back a... continue reading

He loved her tenderly, caressing her so that it didn’t hurt. She reciprocated his feelings: she moaned when he kissed her breasts, arched her back when he stroked her tummy, and desperately pretended to cum at the same time as him. But as soon as the night began, she went to someone else, to someone who loved her greedily and cruelly...

What a bitch she is - I thought, lighting a cigarette - strange for a girl with such eyes, damn, I really want to believe that she is white and fluffy... or I just want to think so... well... she will never be mine. What did she say? Mmmm... sex without consequences. After it there is only one consequence - insanity.

The filter of the cigarette burns his fingers, he shakes his head and looks towards the bed.

Here she is. Beautiful, desired and mine... today.

He approaches the bed, she rises to kiss his stomach, but he takes her by the neck and squeezes. She doesn't moan or wheeze... she looks into his eyes.

Cruel, evil, beautiful BITCH - I say... continue reading

They celebrated Alena's birthday. They are Alena, her husband Vadim and their friends: husband and wife Irina and Maxim. This event took place in a night cafe. It was a lot of fun, especially for Alena. It was her anniversary - 25 years. Irina and Maxim were their long-time friends, with whom they had a lot in common: a joint business for 5 years, which is quite rare these days. We won’t go into such details: what kind of business exactly, and there’s no need for that. The main thing is that everything went smoothly and harmoniously, just the dream of any partner.

Everyone was already quite tipsy (as expected during the holidays: food, drinking, dancing).

Alena was short with a good figure, sociable, and not ugly. Her husband is the complete opposite (meaning height), and his figure is athletic.

Irina and Maxim also made a rather attractive couple.

Maxim was in love with Alena for a long time, but she did not reciprocate his feelings because she was married and other behavior,... continue reading

There weren’t very many things, but the guys got tired of carrying them to the third floor by hand. The elevator, as is customary in new buildings, was not yet working and we spent a good two hours lifting bulky and not very good things up the stairs. After that, as expected, he set the table for them and treated them normally. The mood was high, as the long-awaited apartment was a real gift. The large three-room apartment, while it was empty of things, was frightening with its size. I received it on occasion in a home for military personnel. The house was not completely inhabited, and, naturally, I didn’t know the neighbors at all.

Having seen the guys off to the bus stop, I was returning home and suddenly, on the landing between the first and second floors, I ran into a young, rather attractive woman.

“Help, please,” she asked, looking at me with a quick, piercing look.

There was a massive cardboard box at her feet, and one could only guess how she dragged it there. I grabbed t... continue reading