My wife Olga

It was her strangest desire. The desire was born suddenly and grew stronger each day, exciting her mind and flesh. She wanted to be in the role of a prostitute surrounded by three or four men who would take her as they wished throughout the night. Technically, it was simple to do; there were always more than enough men online. The main things were not to catch some infection from the partners and the partners' adequacy, so that pleasure wouldn't turn into rape. I decidedly did not want such a scenario, but a strange excitement seized me every time I imagined her in the hands of other men. And I agreed, with

the condition that it would be the first and last time.

From the multitude of candidates, which the web is so rich in, three full-fledged males were selected: married, physically fit, with members no less than 20 centimeters. Having arranged for Friday evening in advance, I booked a luxury suite with a large French bed in a small hotel in the north of Moscow.

Around seven in the evening, Olga and I burst into the room and, after setting down numerous bags of provisions, meticulously examined the bed on which, in two hours, the main act of debauchery was to take place. The bed was magnificent, the room also did not disappoint.

Olga, having taken off her clothes, settled in the bathroom. A quarter of an hour later, she fluttered out. How she had transformed; apparently, a scenario was already developing in her head, from which the degree of excitement had reached its peak, and a small touch to her swollen clitoris was enough for an explosion and release to occur. But I was in no hurry to work her slit, rightly deciding not to run ahead of the cart. Judging by how time was moving forward and there were fewer and fewer minutes left until the meeting, Olga was already changing the second pad in her panties.

Fifteen minutes before the appointed hour, she threw on a man's striped shirt and looked at me questioningly.

— Do you still want THIS?" I asked her.

She nodded affirmatively. There was no retreat on her part. I sat her on the bed and put sleep goggles (for traveling) over her eyes, for more sensual sex. Nothing should distract from the action.

They arrived simultaneously, as agreed, at half past eight. While they were taking off their outer clothing, I led Olga by the hand into the corridor.

Against their background, she looked like an angel.

Pasha was the first to touch her. He placed his hand on her head and gently pressed down. Olga understood immediately and sank to her knees. Pasha unzipped his jeans and from there simply jumped out a huge, blue-veined member, already at the ready.

The acquaintance process began.

Olga licked the head and literally impaled her mouth on Pasha's tool. The member did not fit completely into her small and elegant mouth and apparently caused some discomfort with its size. But Olga was diligent and persistent. When Pasha was already close to release but was in no hurry to finish, he stopped the forward movements of Olga's head with his hand and turned Olga's face towards Volodya's fly.

Volodya's member was no smaller in size, but much thicker in diameter and somewhat dark from a large number of capillaries. The acquaintance concluded on Alexey.

His elegant, well-groomed member entered Olga's little mouth almost entirely, and after brief stimulation with her tongue, it shot a charge of semen. There was so much sperm that Olyechka managed it only in three swallows. Having licked the head clean, she greedily licked her lips.

Alexey lifted his wife from her knees and buried his lips in hers; the guys, meanwhile, reached under her shirt and felt her naked body from all sides. Pasha groped her breasts, and Volodya reached into her panties. The inspection satisfied all three guys, and they, handing my wife's hand to me, rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.

They washed quite quickly, so literally twenty minutes later, the whole trio was in the room, in their birthday suits.

Alexey approached Olga and unbuttoned the shirt, Pasha took it off, and Volodya pulled at the thong. When the undressing process was complete, the guys laid my wife on her back and spread her legs apart. Olga's holes were magnificent! The vagina was flowing with juice, the sphincter of her little butt was frozen in anticipation, and her mouth was slightly open with passion.

Pasha ran his hand along the slit and brought his wet hand to Olga's lips.

Olga gladly took this cocktail into herself.

— Not bad, girl!" said Volodya, "come on, show us yourself better," and placed my wife's hands on her labia.

Olga pulled her hands in different directions, and a picture worthy of a master's pen opened before the trio. Apparently, the tension in Olga was so great that a little fountain flew out from my wife's urethra.

— Look, Volodya," said Alexey, "there's a lot of work here!!! Who will be the trailblazer?

— Come on, Pashka, you were first in the corridor, you open here too.

Alexey spread my wife's buttocks and entered with a second member into the vagina. Olga froze in surprise; it's not every day that two members are inside you at once, and not the smallest sizes at that. Rubbing against Pasha's member, Lyosha pulled out his shiny, lubricated rod and, spreading the little butt even wider, inserted his member into my wife's anus.

She was fucked in three holes by three males, taken for a long time, with feeling, and they practically came simultaneously. Volodya came first; a squelching sound was heard—that was Olga dealing with another portion of semen. Then Lyosha froze, and last, Pasha groaned. Olga was completely filled with the sperm of these men. White, viscous fluid poured from two holes, and my wife herself lay on the bed in complete exhaustion.

She raised herself slightly and said.

— May I go to the toilet?

— Darling," said Pavel, "for this night, you are in our complete submission and will do only what we allow you. Do you understand?

Olga nodded affirmatively.

— Do you want to wash up or pee?" Pasha asked again.

— Pee," Olga said quietly.

— Okay, guys, let's escort the lady.

Two of them picked Olga up in their arms, and Pasha took out a digital camera. Carrying Olga into the bathroom, they placed her inside the enameled basin, spreading her legs wide and parting her labia. Pasha aimed the camera.

Olga was terribly ashamed, but the urge to pee was irresistible, and first one timid, then another more confident stream poured from her loins. Pasha clicked continuously, and as soon as Olga finished, he himself washed her perineum.

In the same way, she was carried back to the bed.

— Such holes should not stagnate," said Alexey, and with these words, he took an artificial penis out of the bag.

The size of the penis stunned me; it was about 50 centimeters long and 10 centimeters in diameter.

— First, we'll work on the pussy, and then the little butt," said the tormentor.

Olga was put on all fours and ordered to spread her buttocks apart with her hands.

The penis went completely into the vagina, no more than 10 centimeters remained outside. Leaving my wife in this position, the whole trio joined me.

We drank whiskey and watched Olga, who was receiving

unforgettable impressions from the humiliation being inflicted on her at that moment.

After about 10 minutes, Volodya approached Olga, who was on all fours, and sharply pulled out the artificial penis. The size of the hole amazed me to the core. I had never seen anything like it.

Volodya lay on his back and impaled Olga on his member with her developed anus, back to him; Alexey, who approached, entered the same place with his member. Olga was taken simultaneously by two males in one little hole, into which, by the way, even I wasn't always allowed, and here... Moreover, judging by the moans, she definitely liked it.

Pasha busily occupied himself with my wife's mouth, taking Olga by the head and trying to drive his tool as deep as possible. When he came, he apparently drove his member so deep that Olga coughed, and some of the semen got on Volodya.

Alexey and Volodya came practically simultaneously; Pasha brought a shot glass to her butt and collected the dripping sperm. Then, taking Olga by the head, he brought the shot glass to her lips and made sure not a drop remained at the bottom.

After all this execution, Olga was given a short break. The guys were sweaty and tired, but Olga wanted more. One of them took the phone and went into the bathroom. After 5 minutes, he returned with a conspiratorial look.

Within an hour, they had almost completely recovered, and everything continued at the same pace. They drove an empty champagne bottle into Olga, took her simultaneously in the butt and vagina, came in her mouth, and always made her suck the member clean.

The ring at the door sounded unexpectedly.

Volodya rushed to open it. A man of about forty entered the room. Seeing the naked Olga, he walked to the table, poured himself a drink, and gestured to bring Olga over.

The guys took her by the hands and led her to the stranger. He lowered her to her knees, just like Pasha, and pulled out his member. It was something. I had never seen such sizes. It was no less than sixty centimeters and in diameter like a can of sprats.

Olga herself didn't immediately understand what it was. When she understood and felt it, fear ran across her face. THIS did not fit into her mouth!!! She could only lick it from all sides. The stranger soon got bored with this, and he lifted Olga to her feet, laid her on the table, and sharply entered the girl. Judging by the fact that Olga began to growl and moan from the first seconds, I understood that he reached her uterus immediately.

If only he wouldn't enter her little butt—I had just thought it when my worst suspicions were confirmed. He turned Olga onto her stomach and entered her anus to the full depth at once. Olga screamed, but her cry was muffled by Alexey's member.

Throughout this night, Olga was taken by four men, practically without a break. She came, her body shook with convulsions, but she liked it. Inside was an ocean of sperm, she smelled of sperm; it seemed these were not men but a sperm production factory.

Only at eight in the morning did the men lay the thoroughly fucked wife on the bed and, after coming once each in her little mouth, left the room, leaving a night full of sweet memories and a bunch of photos in the digital camera for me.

We never did this again, although it's possible that if an interesting offer with an equally interesting scenario comes along, we most likely won't refuse.

So the continuation is not far off...