Sex on the husband's back
Through the Husband's Eyes:
It's the weekend, another work week is over. I logged into the tanks in the morning, played until lunch. Olya was cleaning during this time and giving me dirty looks, probably thinking, "Sitting there like a stump, he could at least help." This was already the fourth weekend flying by like this: work, home, work, home. On weekends, it's just home. And at home, it's tanks, beer, and TV.
After crushing the last couple of beers, I finally gathered myself to go to the store for groceries. If there had been beer, I probably wouldn't have gone. But here was a reason to go get some beer.
On the way, I ran into my acquaintance Lyokha, we got talking. We agreed to have a drink together at my place. We stocked up and headed to my place. We turned on the tanks, opened
cans, and off we went. It was already evening; by this point, we had already gone for some vodka, for some herring. And we continued the drinking session. We were sitting in the kitchen, the three of us; my wife set the table and joined us. She was asking him about his personal life, work, hobbies. She always liked handsome guys, Lyokha is one of those. I'm not one of those. And that bothers me. She was looking at him with admiration. One after another, and then another shot of vodka, made themselves known. I got up from the table and went to the toilet, I was swaying from side to side. I returned to the table and started drinking again. I noticed that Olya and Lyokha weren't getting drunk at all. I offered them another half glass each. They drank. I was sitting at the table, my head was already looking down, and a little later, it completely lay on the table. I could only hear Olya and Lyokha having fun...Through Lyokha's Eyes:
Woke up at noon, as usual on a day off. Went to the kitchen to smoke, but there were no cigarettes. Smoked the remaining butt and trudged to the store. Bought cigarettes, smoked with relief. And walked home slowly. And then I met a work colleague on the way, we worked together somehow. He's a weird one. He came to the shop floor and somehow immediately became an outcast in our cheerful team. Doesn't understand jokes and can't tell them. And his facial expressions are stupid, like someone mentally challenged. Worked a bit and quit without saying goodbye to anyone. And here he invited me to his place, to drink, to talk. I didn't want to go at first, but then I thought I'd drop by for a short while. Since he lives nearby. What a pathetic type, I thought, I'll keep him company.
We came to his place, his wife met us. I was just stunned. She was in tights and a t-shirt.
She was washing the floor in the hallway. She scolded Ruslan for not warning her about my arrival. She was looking at me non-stop. Once we even held eye contact for about 5 minutes without distraction, while Ruslan was playing tanks. We were drinking beer, Ruslan was sitting at the computer, me next to him. Olya was gathering laundry in the room during this time. That appetizing ass in tights clearly had an effect on me. And I started gradually making moves, casually. Tried to communicate with her more, touch her. She reacted positively. As soon as Ruslan started a battle in the tanks, I went to smoke. And went out to the balcony. A minute later, Olya came. We didn't take our eyes off each other the whole time we were talking. And I decided on more decisive actions; I was curious how she would react. I took her by the waist and slowly started moving down to her ass. I didn't reach her ass at that moment. Decided not to rush things. But I think she wasn't against it.
Later, Ruslan suggested going to the store; I suggested he go alone while Olya and I got acquainted, but he dug in his heels and forced me to go with him. And then I thought I needed to get him drunk, and then arrange a subsequent meeting with Olya. We came back with a full bag of booze. Olya was in the kitchen with wet hair and in a bathrobe. I suggested sitting in the kitchen. She smelled of desire for sex. She clearly wanted to fuck. I invited her to join us, and she gladly sat at the table. Ruslan was already getting drunk. I was clearly pouring him more than myself. And at that time, under the table, I was stroking Olya's leg with my foot. And she was looking into my eyes with dilated pupils. Clearly aroused. Ruslan, swaying, went to the toilet. And as soon as I heard the toilet door close, I put my hand on Olya's knee and kissed her. We passionately made out, and my hand went higher, right under the robe. I reached into her white panties, I was fingering her very wet pussy, she was so wet it was probably dripping on the floor.
The door opened, Ruslan came back, and offered a drink. He was so drunk he didn't understand what was happening at all. Olya was sitting on a stool on her shins, her butt was slightly raised from her feet, and I was openly kneading her ass, spreading her cheeks, and penetrating her pussy, while Ruslan was already asleep on the table. We took him to bed, went to smoke on the balcony ourselves; she was also a bit drunk. We made out, I kneaded her tits, ass, penetrated her wet pussy, and she was jerking me off with one hand, and then leaned over and gave a pretty good blowjob; she clearly liked my cock, thick, long, all veiny. She licked and sucked without closing her eyes. We went with her to the room. When she walked past her drunk husband, I saw how her gaze changed; she was clearly resentful that her husband was a loser compared to me. That he drinks constantly and doesn't fuck. And she wanted me to fuck her right on the bed where Ruslan was sleeping. At first, I was against it, but she persuaded me. We lay down kissing; Ruslan was snoring; while he snored, he slept; when the snoring paused, we quieted down. What if he wakes up.
We decided not to take off the robe. Ruslan was sleeping on his stomach; Olya lay next to him on her side, put her head on Ruslan's shoulder, and raised her leg up. I lifted the robe; in front of me was an amazing ass and a very wet pussy; I moved my cock over her pussy a bit and started inserting it; it went in tight. I looked at Olya's face and my ego was soaring. Her mouth was open, her eyes rolled back, and she was trembling pleasantly. I pushed it in all the way to my balls and she asked to stay like that for a while. She was enjoying the huge cock in her pussy, her pussy was flowing all the while. After a couple of minutes, I started fucking her. The thrusts, specifically for .org, were picking up pace; I was pounding harder, faster. The jolts from our fucking were probably already felt by Ruslan, but he kept snoring non-stop. She came in convulsions. Grabbed my ass, pressed her ass against my pubic bone, impaled herself to the balls. And shook like a bitch. Squirted a little. I pulled out and let her rest. Just kneaded her ass. And she was coming down from the orgasm, still lying on her husband's shoulder. She hugged her husband, threw her leg over his ass, her robe covered her ass; I took the robe off one of her arms and put it on the bed, lay down on the robe myself, positioned myself behind. Her wet pussy was lying on her husband's leg; I inserted into her again. And fucked again; my balls were slapping against Ruslan's leg. I was finally convinced Ruslan wouldn't wake up. I got up a bit, took the robe completely off Olya, laid her stomach-down on Ruslan's back, spread Ruslan's legs a bit for more comfort.
Spread Olya's legs. Inserted into the wet pussy, lay all my weight on her, and started fucking her hard. Our heads and bodies were pressed tightly together. Olya was pressed against Ruslan from head to toe, and I pressed Olya with both my head and chest; only my pelvis was moving, fucking her. She started shaking like a whore again, between us, her legs were moving back and forth, and her ass started making circular motions. We came simultaneously. We lay in that position for another half hour; it probably looked like a sandwich. When I got up, I saw that a lot of Olya's juices and my cum had dripped onto Ruslan's ass. She wiped it with a towel and threw it away. We went to the bathroom. Ran hot water. I lay down, she got into the bathtub, turned her back, and lay on me, first inserting my cock into her pussy, rested her head on my shoulder; I took her by the breasts; she clenched her lips, closed her eyes, and very slowly moved her ass on my cock until she came violently once again.
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