My wife's acquaintance
After everything that happened, I probably wouldn't have believed it if someone had told me such a story, but as they say, what will be will be.
And so, all this happened a couple of months ago. I didn't even know then that we would have guests and was calmly driving home in a good mood, with the awareness that I would arrive in the arms of my beloved wife and give her a good "frying" — a week of abstinence was making itself known, you understand, heh, heh. But when I just entered the house, I saw that my Galina was walking around in just an apron over her naked body and, after quickly kissing me upon meeting, fluttered off to the kitchen. Of course, I was surprised that my wife was walking around the house like that and bustling in the kitchen
cooking something. After changing into home clothes and approaching my spouse, kissing her shoulder, I asked her a question.— Honey, what are you bustling about for? If it's for me, then it's not necessary, I can wait, dinner isn't urgent for me.)
— No, Semyushka, this is for our guest. I just couldn't tell you over the phone, decided to tell you face to face. Anyway, my old acquaintance Denis is passing through Moscow and will be visiting. Well, you remember, I told you a lot about him," said my wife.
— So what, he decided to call you and invite himself over? And he couldn't ask me? Your husband missed his wife's sweet pussy," and my hand reached for her labia.
— Mmm, wait, darling," and Galya removed my hand from her crotch. "Well, he's only here for 3 days, and as he explained, they're having some transport problems at work, so he asked to stay with us for a couple of days. He just helped me a lot in our youth, so I decided to repay him in kind.
— Aha, and in that sense, of course I remember," I prodded my wife with that.
— Well, that's enough for you! Yes, there were a couple of times, but that was the early part of my life, now it's all in the past. I'm asking you, just 3 days and he'll leave, please let him stay with us. He knows I'm married and wanted to meet you too," Galya explained to me.
— Oh, oh, ohhh, damn, I've been on edge for a week, I want my wife like crazy, but work gets in the way, and she often comes home late from work, so we don't have the energy for bed, of course. Alright, three days for the sake of this juicy ass in an apron, I'll endure," I thought and slapped my wife on the butt. Of course, closer to evening, a small table was set, and my wife, dressed in a short silk dress, was ready to meet her youth friend. And then the doorbell rang, and on the threshold stood a guy about the same age as my wife, my height, a brunette with a bag in one hand. Immediately Galya started hugging him tightly, and he, putting down his things, also hugged her tighter, embracing her waist. I stood and watched all this a little jealously. After the hugs, she finally introduced us to each other, and we went to the kitchen to celebrate the meeting. Moreover, Denis didn't come empty-handed; he brought my wife expensive lace lingerie, which pleasantly surprised my wife, and she was touched that even after so many years he remembered her size and tastes. And after receiving a kiss on the lips from her in gratitude — but such a weak, short one — Galya, according to Denis, immediately ran to the living room to try it on so that everything would fit and she would definitely appreciate it. Well, while we waited for her, we had a few drinks to get acquainted.
— Don't worry, Sema, she'll only wear this lingerie for you and take it off for you, so consider it a gift for you too.
— Hah, well, if that's the case, then I have no questions, Deniska. Listen, where did you get my betrothed's number from? After all, so many years have passed.
— Yeah... I remember that after the wedding, yes, she changed her phone and SIM card. I managed to find her number somehow through acquaintances, and it just coincided luckily that I could drop by your place for a couple of days.
Afterwards, Galya returned to us and thanked Denis again, saying the lingerie was just super, and we drank to the meeting again, all together. Of course, later, closer to night, there was dancing. We took turns twirling my wife, but naturally, Denis was hitting on her; the bastard even pinched her ass once, but thankfully my wife didn't notice, as she was already drunk, though not too much. And then we went to bed, very tipsy.
The next day, of course, my wife took Denis to walk around Moscow and show him at least something during these 3 days. Of course, so I wouldn't worry at work, she sent me messages about where they were walking in the parks, and how he took her to the movies, or generally spoiled her with coffee and flowers. Damn, when he leaves, my wife will be, I tell you... but that's what I thought then, you'll find out what happened later. Of course, in the evening when I came home from work, Denis was already sitting in the living room like he owned the place, where we provided him with a sofa to sleep on, and he was calmly stroking the legs of my Galya, who was lying next to him, and together they were watching some movie on our TV. Of course, this picture annoyed me a bit; after all, only I can allow such things in my own house, and here he is, groping my wife's legs without asking. Coughing so they would notice me, they both sat up on the sofa as if startled, like schoolchildren, and just stared at the screen with stone faces. Yeah, it looked funny, of course, but alright, he's not bothering her too much, thank God. Then followed dinner, where they explained that they just decided to kill time while I was gone and didn't notice they were lying together in such an atmosphere. Hard to believe, of course, but at least that night, with the door closed, I was able to lick my Galya's pussy, which made her scream sweetly, shoving a pillow in her mouth so Denis wouldn't hear us. But what happened on the third night of his stay with us, I will never forget.
On the third day, Denis bought souvenirs for himself and also alcohol that he didn't drink, so he could have something to drink when he got to work. Accordingly, he wasn't alone but with Galya. Oh, how I wanted to tell both my wife and him everything I thought about all this, but I decided not to make a scene; after all, he would leave soon and everything would be as before. So I was just waiting for the moment when Denis would finally leave our house. Of course, in the evening there was a farewell table where the guys discussed their old affairs, various funny stories, and how they supposedly dated for a whole week when their significant others dumped them. It was interesting to watch them and how they vividly and sadly recalled many moments, holding each other's hands and drinking. And then, at the beginning of 10 p.m., Galya decided it was time to sleep, after all, our guest had to leave tomorrow around noon and accordingly needed to get some sleep. We helped her clear everything from the table and then went to bed. At first, I couldn't sleep much; a wild hard-on in my underwear just wouldn't let me; my body demanded sex, but my wife was sleeping like a log, and I didn't want to take her while she was drunk. After all, when she's sober, she's more lively and playful than when she's slobbering drunk. But still, somehow I managed to fall asleep, but what happened next was a shock for me, as you understand...
And so, I got up at night because I really wanted to drink. Somehow, I drank a lot with the guys too, and the hangover was pressing hard on my head, as they say. Moreover, when I got up and put on my slippers, I noticed that Galya wasn't next to me. Well, it seemed she went to the toilet; I know perfectly well that she has a routine at night and always goes to the bathroom this late. But as soon as I went out into the hallway and passed by the living room, where the door was closed, I heard some sounds. Stopping in place, I took a couple of steps back and, pressing my ear to the door, heard a light creak of our sofa and heavy moans, and they were, of course, Denis's. At first, I even thought he was just fidgeting in his sleep or decided to jerk off; after all, he told us himself that he had been single for a long time. But then a sweet and quiet moan from my Galya rang out. I was so surprised that I pulled my head away from the door and then carefully pulled the door handle down and stuck my head in, and what I saw very upset and shocked me.
In the light of the street lamp, I could see Galya's silhouette and her sweet ass easily riding Denis's cock. Moreover, as you understand, she was naked, although knowing her, even when someone is staying over, she always puts on panties and a nightgown so as not to embarrass herself or the guests. But here she was calmly, very slowly bouncing on the cock of her old friend, while moaning heavily together with him and allowing him to grope her tits!
— Ohhh, gooood, yeees, Galchonok... You're so gooood," the drunk Denis quietly panted.
— Be quieter, we're not alone, forgot? My husband is sleeping, don't you dare scream loudly, you fool," my wife whispered to him.
— Ah, how warm you are there... just like before... yeees, come to me, my bitch," and then he tilted her head for a kiss.
Damn, from this, my heart ached terribly, but my underwear was saying the opposite for some reason; my cock was wildly erect from such a picture, which was strange for me. Naturally, I adjusted it so it wouldn't bother me and, for some reason, continued to watch how my wife was fucking her friend in our house! Moreover, she was so sweetly pressing her big ass against his balls that I even became very envious; after all, she rarely does that with me, always asking me to be rougher and faster in bed. But here she was fucking him so tenderly and sweetly, breathing on him. Then she leaned towards him herself, and he already latched onto her breast, starting to lick it strongly with corresponding sounds, which made my Galya moan louder, but she did it, of course, in a whisper. Moreover, her pussy started to flow heavily, and even female cum began to form; I clearly saw it on Denis's cock, which, although smaller than mine, was quite hard. And at one point, he whispered something in her ear, and my wife smiled with pleasure, nodding to him, and then, without getting off his cock, she lay on her side, and he grabbed her leg and lifted it up, starting to fuck her more intensely, lightly slapping his balls, which made Galya's pussy squelch loudly, and she herself, covering her mouth, tried not to scream from pleasure. Denis, from enjoyment, said that he would gladly cum in her hole, as if his cock was made exactly for her hole, to which my wife replied: "Don't even think about doing that in me, but if you make me cum, I'll swallow everything you give me through my mouth." From this, he squeezed her thigh tighter and started moving his hips a little faster, which made even the sofa creak, and Galchonok started moaning loudly while biting her lips with her teeth so it wouldn't be heard. He didn't last long, maybe 10 minutes, I don't know exactly, but I remember for sure that it didn't last long, and he growled drunkenly, and my wife quickly got off his cock and, putting her mouth on it, swallowing his dick halfway, started taking his cum into her mouth, and he continued to cum in her, growling like a beast, thereby making Galya cum.
And he really did it! I saw how my wife's legs, thighs, and stomach shook, and after he came, she carefully slowly pulled the cock out of her mouth and, licking her lips, stood up and started putting on the panties and nightgown that had been lying on the floor of the room all this time. I quickly stepped away from the door and wandered to the kitchen, pretending to drink water, and a minute later Galya came out from around the corner, calmly went to the toilet, turning on the light there, and I, so as not to arouse suspicion, drank some water and returned to the bedroom and lay down in bed. And then she came too and, putting her leg on me, started falling asleep with a smile on her face. Of course, I couldn't fall asleep again until I jerked off to my sleeping wife and stained her face and hair with cum, and only then could I finally pass out.
In the morning, the guys behaved completely calmly, as if the situation that happened that night never happened. And already at noon, Denis finally left for work further away, and as soon as he stepped over the threshold, I immediately took my wife over my shoulder and carried her to the bedroom under her surprised "Oh!" And then I fucked her hard as if she were my victim and I were a maniac. And after the rough sex, I decided to question her about all this.
— Well, darling, did you like it with him?
— What are you talking about, Semyon?" my wife asked, not understanding me.
— Alright, when I got up at night to drink, I heard the sofa creaking from the living room, and there someone was dancing naked on a cock," I said to her with a hint.
— Baby... I'm sorry, please," my wife began. "I just got up at night as usual to go to the toilet, and from the living room I heard that Denis wasn't sleeping and was calling me to him. Well, I went in and saw that he, drunk, had kicked the blanket off with his feet and now couldn't lift it. Of course, I decided to help him, and as soon as I lifted the blanket to cover him, he pushed me towards him, and I fell on my knees in front of him, and he's laughing, the idiot, with his eyes closed. Well, I told him, like, go to sleep, you have to get up early, and he, the fool, started fooling around with me...
— So, so, well, what next, speak, you started.
— Well... Anyway, I tried to fight him off, but he wouldn't let me get up at all, squirming, squirming, and his hard cock pressed against me through my panties so much that I was even surprised, but I tried to break free again, and he started groping me again and playing with me... and then, as if brazenly, he moved my panties aside and entered me, which made me gasp from surprise and lose my head from his cock," Galya told me, hugging me and putting her head down.
— Well, I understand, but I'll repeat my question: did you like it with him that night?
— Well... actually, yes... after all, we dated for a week, and I lived with him, and you know yourself that he fucked me for a week so I wouldn't remember my ex, so yes! When he entered me tonight, I really liked it," she admitted to me.
— Honestly said, well done, wife. Listen, I was thinking, maybe we could repeat something like that, I mean, find a third one, huh? Since such a thing happened.
— Semyon, do you really think that will help us after this?" my wife asked timidly. "...I don't even know, we can try, and I even have someone in mind, but if you're not joking, I'll tell you about him.
As you understand, after that incident with her old friend, we really thought about a threesome to diversify our life a bit, and my wife really told me about her young admirer at work who brings her coffee, refreshes the flowers in the vase, and even once, the bastard, gave her a foot massage when her feet hurt from heels, for which she thanked him with a kiss on the lips, but she was afraid to tell me about it, not knowing my reaction to such a thing. But I think that in the near future we will invite this guy over, because it's clear from Galya that although she's worried about this topic, she wants to try two cocks but is still afraid to give me consent for such a thing. Yeah, it seems the visit of her acquaintance really influenced us, and we won't forget about it for a long time.