Such a cool business trip

This story began and continued in those glorious times of developed socialism, which those who haven't found their niche or opportunities now speak of with sheer awe. Jobs were a dime a dozen, salaries were more or less decent... In short, life was livable! In those glorious times, the specialty and calling of the "pusher" flourished in full color. You had to travel to supplier enterprises and fight for your allocated resources. It sounds a bit funny now, but that's how it was...

and you can't just go "to the left," and it's more convenient to fight for your resources together. And I almost always traveled with Natalya Pavlovna, a lady interesting in every respect. She easily connected and interacted with people, well, of course—she had been married four times. Officially! And now she was in a civil union with my good acquaintance Igor, the son of "well-off" parents—trade workers! In those unforgettable times, a trade worker...

Natalie, as I called her and she didn't mind, was interesting for another quality or quirk, or principle. As is known, it's on business trips that a woman suffers most from a lack of male affection. Especially a married lady! But nevertheless, none of our colleagues, when on a trip with them, did Natalie give herself to anyone! She just didn't, and that's it!

Although on vacation she had many love adventures across the vast expanses of our then Motherland, she had a principle—"where you live..." But even an old woman can slip up, and Natalie was clearly not an old woman—only 33 years old! So, here we are, going on a business trip together sometime! Knowing that she hadn't given herself to anyone, meaning nothing was in store for me either, I behaved calmly! I respect principles, even strange and stupid ones! Not giving a man on a business trip is simply apolitical, as Comrade Saakhov used to say!

Well, in hotels in those times, there was always a full house, so a familiar administrator, even a "greased" one, could only offer us one option—a double room, registering us as husband and wife. And in the evening—of course to the restaurant, to celebrate our arrival, and you have to drink for luck—it's simply sacred! And after some cognac, the conversation naturally turned to love-erotic topics, and of an intimate nature—alcohol always loosens you up!

We also danced a bit, and I preferred slow dances, pressing closer to Natalie. As she later told me, under the influence of the vibes from the excellent cognac and my vibes, and especially feeling how my member was getting harder and harder and pressing against her stomach, Natalie decided (well, of course, just this once!)—to depart from her principle! And I was simply dreaming of how to "please" this beauty today, and not forget myself, dear!

When we returned to the room, heated from the cognac and dancing, we took turns showering, Natalie first, of course. Coming out of the shower in just a towel, I sat on her bed and immediately slipped my hands under the blanket.

— Sasha, what are you doing?" she asked playfully.

— I came to wish you good night. Especially since you're completely naked and hot! I want you so much!

— You're such a cheeky one, Sasha! Get out!

A woman always says the opposite of what she wants. And right now she wasn't pushing me away, but quietly moving my head towards her secret entrance. I understood—I'm no fool! I pulled off the blanket, spread her obedient thighs, and buried a kiss in her lower lips. Natalie reacted quite violently—seems she adores cunnilingus. And soon she came, screaming so loudly that they knocked on the wall in the next room. But it turns out Natalie knows how to be grateful too, although usually women lack a sense of gratitude—she perceives all men's caresses and gifts simply as her due! But here it was a different story!

Natalie laid me on my back, caressed my "old friend," so much so that he became like stone, and then immediately mounted me and made me the passive, so to speak, side. It was a great "racetrack"! Natalie turned out to be a very skilled rider, galloping on this "horse" like crazy. And after resting, she got on all fours, which, as it turned out, was her favorite position!

So this beginning of our business trip turned out to be very productive. At night! The nights of our business trip belonged to amorous pleasures. My fingers, lips, and tongue at night explored all the hollows and curves on my friend's body, and Natalie only languidly asked me to enter her thirsty "girl" or her waiting mouth sooner. Nights of delight! And then more news! The business trip was coming to an end when, after coming violently again, Natalie stretched and quietly asked:

— And why didn't you ever try to fuck me in the ass?" (and her ass... )

— I'd be happy to, if you don't mind. Why do you ask?

— You see, Sashok, our business trip is coming to an end. When we return, I would really like to meet in bed, of course, again and again. But secretly. We need to figure out how to meet. The thing is, I have a boyfriend, an excellent guy, quite 'well-off,' and it seems he loves me. He even proposed to me. He has one obsession—really wants to have me in the ass, says my ass is just super. Only there's one nuance—his member is quite large.

— And yours, in my opinion, is just right for my ass, I think. So I have a proposal—to fuck me in the ass. You'll get pleasure and prepare my ass for Igor's member. And I'll figure out how to bring you into our home. Don't you get it—you'll be the third! This is my secret dream and Igor's obvious dream! And I simply dream of giving myself to two at once! I'm saying this now, and I just have goosebumps all over my body and I want to fuck so much! Well, my ass is ready!

— Natalie, if a lady asks to 'fuck' her in the ass, I'm always ready. I adore anal sex, it's just that my wife is always against it, luckily Tanechka from the planning department is never against it. Well then, beauty, shall we begin?

Clever Natalie first restored the erection of my member, then lay on her stomach, slipping a pillow under it, and with a conspiratorial look handed me a tube of cream-lubricant "For Anal Sex." After generously lubricating her tight little hole, I massaged her anus a bit more and inserted first one finger, then two, several times. Natalie only moaned languidly. But after these "procedures," my member entered her waiting ass like a red-hot nail into butter. To my surprise, the ass turned out to be virginal, but Natalie liked everything. So from then until the end of the business trip and in the train compartment, we "practiced" well.

Women are smarter than men, and if not, then more cunning and by far. There's simply no argument here—these charming creatures are cunning. How they twist us around! So it was with Natalie—when Igor once again started persuading her to try anal, this sly one said that her doctor friend, herself an experienced anal enthusiast, advises and strongly recommends to all women who are either ashamed or afraid of anal sex to start this variant of sexual intercourse—with sex in threes.

Oh, what a sly one! Well, Igor simply fell for this "tall tale." Like, the doctor thinks and is sure that two members inside a woman at once will give her such pleasure that after that, not a single one will be able to refuse anal. Then, of course, only the two of them, in their bed, just the two of them... But to start only in threes!

And especially since Igor once admitted that he dreams of her giving a blowjob to another man in front of him. Even at the mere thought of it, his member stands like stone. Well, good—they invited me, like, he's married—so he's "clean" and won't gossip. Igor didn't mind my candidacy. We somehow immediately liked each other, went to the shower, got completely naked. Natalie was simply at her best! So languidly, shyly, she took my member in her hands, then in her mouth, smacked her lips—Igor's member stood up like an anti-aircraft gun. And the size was nothing to sneeze at either! Natalie immediately figured it out and commanded him to lie on his back. She climbed on top herself, letting Igor's "friend" into her womb, even gasped at that—the size! But then she immediately commanded me:

— Sasha, come on, hurry!"—and I didn't keep her waiting, the view from the side was...

As Natalie later told, she had never experienced such bliss before! Two members inside her at once and both moving! She almost lost consciousness from pleasure. And the orgasm simply pierced her like an electric shock! And I was in complete ecstasy—to fuck Natalie in the ass, and in front of her husband and together with him.

And especially since her little ass is just super! Natalie moaned and gasped in ecstasy, soon we "caught up" with her, filling both her holes with sperm, and she experienced a second orgasm, so violent it even scared us a bit. But she said it didn't hurt at all, quite the opposite, and she wanted more. So half an hour later we switched places. It was quite nice for me under Natalie too, and Igor was in complete ecstasy that she finally let him into her ass, finally the long-awaited anal!

And so Igor's dream of anal sex came true—he was simply "smitten" at first sight by her ass, so arousing in mini-shorts. That's how Natalie began to receive pleasure from two men at once—her husband and her lover, that is, me and Igor.

On business trips, she now only traveled with me! Acquaintances—our female colleagues—began to suspect something and whisper behind our backs, but it seems Natalie is completely indifferent to it. Me even more so! And now she loves it in the ass most of all. Anal sex eclipsed all other sensations for her in terms of feeling!