Background - several years of marriage, good relationship, pleasant sex a couple of times a week, a little more often - a blowjob. Of course, I wanted a little more often and, at times, experiments, but my wife began to violently resent.
The wife is a brunette of medium height with a regular oval face, expressive dark eyes and beautifully defined lips. With a figure, too, everything is fine - medium-sized breasts, a pronounced waist, sloping hips. Tight ass - on the beach, men are often seen off with envious, and girls with displeased looks.
It all started when I came home from a corporate party on the occasion of the end of a common two-week internship in a neighboring city. There was, oddly enough, really a lot of work and no time for flirting. I drank a little at Sabantuy and was teased by a brown-haired trainee from the neighboring department, who danced, snuggled up, and ... urgently ran home after her husband called.
Arriving home, he was greeted with a question that he was late. Dinner as usual, shower and bed. I immediately climbed to hug, but the beauty began to push away, after which she stretched and, declaring that she wanted to sleep more, tried to turn away.
“Eh, at least a blowjob, Len, otherwise I won’t fall asleep.”
- Okay, let's take a look. - Lena began to wallow nearby, caressing her clitoris with her hand and jerking me with her second hand with well-groomed nails. While I slowly stroked her nipples, she lowered her head to the penis and licked a couple of times. She knows how to give a blowjob, but sometimes she is too lazy to move actively and never swallows. A little more intensively earning a fist said:
- Let's finish already.
Further, a two-week abstinence and alcohol probably played a role. Sharply pressing her head when she once again opened her mouth for some phrase:
- Yes, suck you bitch - and began to move sharply. After about thirty seconds of pleasure (mine) and knocking fists (her) Lena choked, and, snorting, tried to turn away. In response, I leaned on her from above and behind, and pressing her to the bed by the shoulders, I abruptly entered. Surprisingly, but usually, Lena needed 15-20 minutes of stroking and caressing to get excited. Now, at the first moment it was almost dry and not very pleasant, but after 2-3 movements it became wet in the pussy, and after half a minute it flowed like never before. At the same time, gloriously trying to escape and at the same time waving “Get off” - “Yes-ah-ah” - “Sle-e-eze” - “Ah-h-x” - “From-wa-li” - “Yes-ah-ah ". After 15 minutes, having finished, I let her go, with a last biting slap on her neat ass. She curled up into a ball, and, breathing heavily, began to shudder; frozen in half a minute. Returning from the shower, he found Lenochka sleeping.
The next morning, the wife ran away to work a little earlier. In the evening, everything was the same as usual, but when he tried to hug her, Lenochka snorted and threw off her hands.
After dinner, I sat down to watch TV, and she went to the shower. Usually the wife does not like being looked at while washing or when she changes clothes. And, even if, for example, he asks to pass, for example, a new shampoo instead of an expired one, he holds the door, leaving only a small gap. So when, to the voice of Lena, “Please bring a towel” - I, holding one in one hand, pulled the handle of the bathtub with the other - I was very surprised. The door was unlocked, she stood with her back to me in the bath, arching her back and putting her foot on the side and soaping herself. After admiring a minute at a rare sight, he announced that I was nearby:
Linen, towel.
“Yes, thank you,” she answered half-turning with a smile, but after a second, as if recollecting herself, she erased her smile:
- Stop looking at me! Get out of the bathroom! - and pushed me out the door slammed it.
To be honest, I didn’t understand a thing, but the riser didn’t let go. Having dumped into the bedroom, he collapsed on the sofa with a tablet and porn. I have a favorite series of clips with a girl similar to Lenka, who often starts without panties in a snow-white lace top. I even bought a similar one for my wife, but, alas, she prefers to wear it only with the lower part. This time, after getting out of the shower in a dressing gown, Lena for some reason began to change clothes in front of the mirror in the bedroom, and first she pulled the same topic over her balls. And then going up to the bed and sparkling covered with a dark fluff pubis with the words "good night" began to wear thin fishnet panties.
In those moments, in this form, she saw that I, having thrown away the tablet, began to get up and pull my hands towards her.
— figs you, I sleep.
- Yes, how much can you, oh you - I grabbed her by the hips and, on the left, by almost wearing panties. Lenka sharply turning around tried to escape, crouching. But she squealed when the edge of the underwear squeezed by me dug between her legs. Without remembering himself, he grabbed her by the waist with his right hand and knocked her into the bed. The left one just pulled the lace, and it tore and flew off the wife's pussy, leaving traces on the bottom of the lips like sandpaper and Lenochka's next squeal.
- Lie down - and, frozen for a moment, added already consciously - Bitch! - leaning on her and intercepting her hands.
- I hate you, back off! If I'm a bitch, I'll bite you now! - and really rushed to me. In response, pressing her shoulder, into which she did not hesitate to sink her teeth (however, not very hard, then the mark was impressive, but not to the point of blood), he thrust a member into her. At the first moment, on dry land, it seemed to both of them it hurt. Lenka let out a howl, releasing her shoulder, and I shoved scraps of panties into her mouth. This time it went even faster. The released hand tried to push me away, it turned out really weakly and I redirected the handle in the right direction:
- Hand on the clit bitch! Swing harder! - And I realized that I didn’t have to move anymore, so she wriggled and arched towards me.
“Knees to the boobs, girl, well!” - there is one pose when it’s deep and I’m pleased, but it’s usually too hard and a little painful for her at full amplitude.
- Not! Her voice is muffled through the thin lace, and she pushes them out with her tongue.
- Yes! - and I press the knees raised by her with my shoulders lower, and kiss her on the lips with a kiss.
- Ai!
Holding her wrists with one hand, he brought them to his wife's head and, squeezing his chest with the other hand, sharply increased the pace.
- Ai! Ay! Ay!
- Ai! Painfully! Yet! Ay! Stronger! Ah-ah-ah! - At this moment, squeezing her breasts through the transparent lace of the topic, he reached the papilla. He squeezed so much that he thought he would start to break out more strongly, but no, he just arched towards him and babbled something incoherently. Feeling that I was cumming, he pushed her several times even harder until he fell off, and releasing the nipple, he thrust two, and after a moment three fingers into her squelching, convulsively contracting vagina and began to rub the rough on the front wall hard.
— Ah-ah! - she arches again and shakes her, lets go a little, and again, putting my fingers into her at a fast pace, I look into her wide eyes:
- You're adorable, bitch! Tomorrow, Lenochka, let's play with your ass! I have long wanted...
“No, no way, oh you! And she begins to shake again, throwing back her head on a chiseled neck with a convulsively pulsating vein and convulsively grabbing air with swollen lips. I pull out the fingers smeared in her juices and my sperm from the pussy and thrust them into her open mouth. I take out my fingers and she licks the rest, the palm, and freezes with a full mouth. Light demonstrative slap in the face: “Swallow, bitch!”. Lenochka, looking at me with crazy eyes, swallows and only the sensations that have ended cover her with renewed vigor.
- In addition to the ass, for obstinacy, from now on, in my presence, the pussy must always be available !!!
- No no! Ahhh! Yes...