Opening asses. adultery

- May I fall on your tail again, my dear sir?

Victor supported the ironic tone of his compatriot and without a second thought ordered the same cocktails for him and his wife as for himself. They were a pleasant middle-aged couple: Seryoga was a jolly giant with red stubble and a cane, and Lenka was a miniature copy of J. Lo, as shapely but petite, literally breathing into her husband's navel. They flew home with connections, so they were in the country only for a while - they checked in at night, and tomorrow they fly onward. And something went wrong with their bank card, all negotiations came to the fact that they had to wait for something until the evening. It was good that the sightseeing excursion was included in the price according to the promotion - that's when they met at the morning meeting with the guide in the hotel.

Victor immediately got into the position of his fellow citizens and took on their small expenses - why? The country is poor, everything is cheap, he is traveling alone - why not support cheerful people? So they became friends on a boring walk through the old town. Thankfully, there were "famous" bars on almost every corner. The day ended at dinner, at which Lenka looked at Victor in a special way, and it even seemed to him that she had stained her mouth with sauce to lick it off sexily with her pink tongue. Seryoga, who had been cheerful and energetic in the morning, by the evening had become sour and complained more and more about his back - he was still on sick leave after the accident - and was taking painkillers. But even in his gloomy mood he remained the soul of their little company, telling stories and anecdotes.

Going to their rooms, Seryoga promised to come back later and pay back his debt if he could withdraw money from the ATM. We said goodbye cordially, just in case, because drinking together brought people closer.

Victor managed to take a nap. He took a long shower with pleasure, until the hot water ran out. It was nice to lie half naked on a fresh bed under the air conditioner, lazily flicking channels in a foreign language. He hadn't counted on anyone coming over - it was late, so he was looking at the TV for something to jerk off to before bed when there was a knock at the door. He threw a towel over his already erect cock and went to open the door, slightly annoyed.

Lenka was at the door. Strangely enough, she was wearing evening makeup and a light silk robe just above her knees. Her tanned, slender legs, which Victor had been staring at all day, had a tantalizing pink pedicure, and her long black hair was arranged in a neat ponytail - it didn't take long to get a full look at her, even at his not-too-high height, because she was so petite. Slightly dazed, he let her in, thinking that Lenka would just leave the money on the nightstand and go straight away, but she had nothing in her hands:

- Imagine, that asshole, it turns out, lost everything in the casino, so we have no money left on the card! Oh, my God, I'm so embarrassed. I'm sorry, please, that it was so uncomfortable... And this asshole is drunk and sleeping instead of explaining himself like a man.

- Don't worry! It's a small sum - you'll send it to me later, at home, when you can. I'll pour some water...

Victor turned to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water.

- Can't we make another deal?

He heard behind him and turned around when he felt the back of his head as his silk robe fell to the floor. Lenka was wearing nothing else but her bathing slippers, which she had already thrown off her feet. The marks from her bathing suit and her fully shaved pubes with slightly prominent pink lips were immediately noticeable. She stood with her hands on her hips and smiled, biting her lower lip.

Victor hesitated for only a moment. After all, he wasn't the one who initiated it, so to hell with it, go for it!

He immediately fell to her mouth and began kissing her with a lascivious kiss. She smelled fresh and of some sweet perfume. Victor explored every flap of her soft skin on her back with his palms, and then he squeezed her buttocks and threw her on the bed. Now it was the turn of Lenka's nipples, small and pink, responsive to his caress. When he put his lips to them, she squeezed the hair on the back of his neck and pressed him to caress them more intensely. Lenka insistently pushed Victor's head to her pubes, but he didn't want to lick the cunt of the first woman he met. Freeing himself from her hands, he immediately put his buddy to her slit. No foreplay, just his own comfortable pace. He wanted to cum fast and go to bed after a long day.

- Did you lock the door?

Unexpectedly Lenka asked, between her moans. Instead of answering, Victor took her under her knees and without taking his cock out, got up from the bed with her. Her eyes widened and her moans grew louder - she clearly hadn't expected such a decision. Continuing to pull her down on his weight, Victor strode to the front door and locked it. There might not have been enough strength for the return trip, so he simply placed her on the nightstand by the entrance and continued fucking her standing up. It was much more comfortable that way, because of the height difference. Lenka seemed to like the feeling of weightlessness, so she decided to wrap her legs around Victor and raise herself slightly above the surface - he grabbed her buttocks and helped her by supporting her with his hands. Up and down, up and down - it's like jerking his cock with a live doll, he thought, looking at his reflection in the mirror. Lenka, meanwhile, seemed to be cumming, screaming loudly a couple times and digging her pink manicure into his back.

This threw off his approaching orgasm, so Victor continued fucking her already with more fierceness. But his strength was leaving him, so he threw her back on the bed. Lena hadn't had time to catch her breath when Victor pulled her legs up and entered her deeper than usual.

- Aah! Wait, wait, wait!

She wailed.

- It's too deep! Please-please-please...

Victor lowered one of her legs and straddled her while he kept the other leg in the air, reducing the depth of penetration slightly.

- Is that better?

- Yes, keep going...

Lenka was nearing the finish line again, and Victor decided to suck her toes - the pink lacquer looked very tempting on them.

- Her foot got stiff...

Lena started to cum again, once again loudly. He lowered her leg and continued fucking her in the classic position. Victor was in a hurry to cum, and she was relaxed, and the difference in height did not speed up the process either. When his cock slipped out of her soft and juicy hole, Lenka suggested:

- Do you want to stick it lower?

- Right there? - Victor put the head to her juicy wet anus. She just nodded and he just rammed it into Lenka's sphincter.

- Aah! It's so big!

She moaned in pain. Her eyes squeezed shut, and her mouth was open with frequent shallow breathing-she clearly needed to get used to the new sensations. But Victor felt good, so he put a pillow under her ass and just continued to fuck her asshole. With each thrust, Lenka seemed to fly farther away from the headboard, until she finally rested her hands on it. She moaned in her voice - it was a good thing the TV was still on. Victor could feel his cum coming, ready to discharge, when he simply lifted Lena by her hips and began to push her onto his cock. Whether from pain or pleasure, or maybe both, she began to claw at his chest, but that couldn't stop him - his orgasm came faster than the pain signals and he cummed in her ass.

After waiting for all the cum to shoot out into Lenka's rectum, exhausted, Victor just fell on the bed next to her.

- You're great," he kissed her cheek as she looked up at the ceiling and tried to catch her breath. - Seryoga will probably wake up soon: you have a flight coming up, right? - He just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

- Yes, you're right, I'd better go.

Lena got up, shakily put on her shoes and slipped her robe on, saying goodbye.

When Victor woke up, someone had slipped an envelope of money under the door. Exactly the amount that Lenka and Seryoga owed him....

Submitted by: Sam Wise