A paratrooper fucked my wife.
Our family lives on the outskirts of a small provincial town. We have been married for a dozen years, so we can say that sexual relations leave much to be desired. Yes plus after pregnancy as it turned out that I am no longer able to give my wife the same pleasure that before. But to be honest, in fact, it is not my wife there became all free, but simply I had a modest size of dignity, noticeably smaller than average. And if before my wife, who did not know men before me, in general, enough, then after giving birth no longer. I understood perfectly well why it was so difficult for my wife to experience orgasm, I tried as best I could, with my tongue, with my fingers. Sometimes even something worked, but even at such times I was not sure that she was not faking, so as not to offend me.
Once I hinted to her, since everything is clear with me, I will not be angry if she finds a partner-lover with a larger dignity to at least on the side sexually discharge. My wife is my pleasant appearance, slender, beautiful legs and a nice ass. Breasts small, neat. In general, a man for pleasure would find without problems. But was ridiculed and sent to hell. However, as time has shown, would not be happy, but misfortune helped.
In connection with the events in Ukraine soldiers from all parts of our vast began to pull together closer to the border. And our town just bordering on the Ukraine. So it turned out that outside the city, in the woods settled soldiers. It was kind of secret, but everyone knew about it, even cab drivers knew where to take soldiers returning from AWOL.
And then on the way to work my wife tells me that her cousin Lesha writes to her. He is 22 or 24 years old, serves in the army on contract, their part brought from Arkhangelsk and they are just sitting in the woods near our city, waiting for the order. My Lena didn't know him, his family lived in another city and she saw him for the last time ten years ago, when she was his current age. But now she told me about him with enthusiasm, a soldier, probably to be sent to war, and now their living conditions are not very good, the food is so bad. Lena felt sorry for him, he was not a stranger. She called Lesha to visit her, if she could get away, at least she could feed him. Of course, I didn't mind getting acquainted with one more of her relatives.
Another Sunday, after two almost sleepless nights (allowed myself in the computer shooters chase) call me my relatives to help with the repair of the apartment. You can't say no to relatives. In the evening, when it was getting dark, I returned home tired, with one thought: to eat and sleep. In the hallway, I notice army-style shoes, size 45. My modest 41 shoes looked like Cinderella's shoes. And in the kitchen sits a broad-shouldered paratrooper Lesha and at both cheeks eating treats, arranged on the table by his wife. We got acquainted, having scolded my wife for her ineptitude, I took out a bottle of whitewash, we took a shot and then one more. My Lena was busy as a hen, put Alexei the most tasty pieces and in general was an exemplary hostess.
One thing I didn't like was that she was wearing her short robe, which I had long ago asked her not to wear. It wasn't exactly short, but it exposed her legs in such a way that I always had naughty thoughts. And if she bent over, standing with her back to me... I really liked the view in this case, but we had a son growing up, and he was no longer so small, so such views, I thought, to observe him to no avail. Lena agreed, but continued to wear the robe, comfortable in it. And now she was moving around the kitchen in it, leaning to the lower cabinets, etc., and Leshin's gaze accompanied her movements now and then. I was a little embarrassed by it, but after the third drink on a half-empty stomach I realized - I was passing out. Fatigue and sleep deprivation had done their job. Shaking the strong hand of the fighter, and his palm was the size of a shovel, I apologized, said good night and went to bed. I fell on the bed and literally passed out.
I woke up with a desire to go to the toilet. It was already dark outside the window. The neighboring place on the bed was empty, but I didn't pay much attention to it. Slowly walking, I moved into the corridor and came across a mirror hanging on the wall. It was large, almost the height of a man. My Lenochka liked to spin around in front of it, going somewhere. But now I saw in it the reflection of our bathroom. The door was open, the light was on. With her ass pressed against the washing machine, almost sitting on it, stood my wife. And our guest, Lesha, was pressing her down. Lenin's robe was unbuttoned and Alexei was caressing her small breasts with one hand. His other hand was on her thigh.
Lena was no longer wearing panties. Yes and he was standing with his pants down, I could see his ass in the mirror. And his cock, well, I must say it looked thick to me, maybe in my sleep. His thick and long penis was rubbing against my wife's vulva without penetrating inside. The head of his penis seemed as big as a billiard ball, the big scrotum dangled in time with the movements of his hips. And my Lena, with her hands on his chest, stood pressed down, with her head thrown back and her eyes closed, even with her mouth open. Leshin's cock was already glistening from Lenochka's secreted lubricant, she was flowing like a female during the rut. Alexei picked her up under her knees and holding Lena's legs wide apart sat her ass on the washing machine.
He himself moved over, sat down a little, a smooth jerk with his hips, and my Lena couldn't help moaning. Holding her thighs, Lesha began to make frictions now inside her body. My wife had never had such a large cock in her, and now she was getting what she had been deprived of for a long time. She was being fucked and she was enjoying it, her brother's movements were speeding up and slowing down, and only the amplitude remained large. He fucked her reaching the deepest depths, where no man's cock had been before, he gave her pleasure unknown to her before, and Lena put her hand around his head and started kissing him in a hickey, taking at the same time the strokes of his cock in her vagina. And I cum from this sight, even without touching my cock. And my wife began to cum, shuddering with her whole body, clinging tightly to her lover, emitting some martyr moans. Spurred on by her orgasm, Lesha began to cum. His thrusts became shorter, but sharper, he seemed to try as hard as possible to squeeze into my wife, as far as possible to slip his cock into her, as deep as possible to pour his soldier's semen into her. Lena loves taking a man's seed inside her, it drives her crazy, and for obvious reasons we almost never do it. But now she was reveling in young Leshka's sperm, taking it into her uterus and continuing to shudder in spasms of orgasm.
I staggered back into the bedroom. What I had seen was still in front of my eyes. I wasn't going to make a scene with Lena. I was the one who suggested she sleep with another man. I was probably even pleased that my wife had finally experienced the pleasure of sex, even if it wasn't with me. Besides, I was very excited about it myself.
After lying in bed for half an hour, scrolling in my head recently seen, I still had to get up, my bladder reminded me of itself. But this time I didn't make it to the bathroom. Strange sounds came from the living room. I crept as quietly as I could and peered into the room. The light of the street lamps was shining through the thin curtains, and I saw my wife being fucked again on the sofa, where our soldier must have slept. She was on all fours, face pressed into the cushion. Her young cousin, wrapped his hands around her ass and closed his eyes, with pleasure put my Lenochka on his cock. Sometimes there were body-to-body slaps, sometimes Lesha growled, impaling my wife on his cock. I do not know how long it lasted, apparently for some time, my wife's orgasm came quickly. Again her body began to shudder, her hand rose and fell, as if she was floating on the waves of pleasure.
After a while, the wife just collapsed, slipping off Leshka's cock. And so she remained lying upside down, spreading her arms and legs in different directions. Leshka was on his knees between her spread legs, his cock still standing and glistening with my wife's juices. And he wanted to continue. Alexei leaned over my sweetheart and started slipping the head between her buttocks. What a turn on! After all, he's not only her vagina, but also her ass. Lena moved as if trying to resist, but she had no more strength. Lesha hovered over her on his outstretched arms, his cock rested against Lena's anus and the head, gradually pushing the sphincter apart, slipped into her ass. Even the pillow could not muffle her moan when Lesha plunged into her ass. And then he slid in, Leshkin's piston began pumping into my wife's ass hole. And she lay powerless, taking his cock and shuddering every now and then with her whole body. I don't know what she experienced, but I hope it felt good.
Without going to the bathroom, I went back to bed and fell asleep. I don't even know if my wife was in our bed that night. I woke up to the front door slamming. I went out into the hallway in my underwear. My wife was standing there, as if nothing had happened. I was dumbfounded to look at her joyful look, rosy cheeks and shining eyes. It's Leshka left, he has to come back, she told me. I had a thought that before he left he pushed his cousin between her legs a couple more times. She said she had to go to the bathroom, threw a mocking glance at my panties, and disappeared out the door. I bet he fucked her again this morning. And that's after a night of such exploits. Makes me proud of our armed forces.