A Short Story About a Wonderful Morning The morning began with a gentle, golden light seeping through the curtains, painting the room in soft hues of amber. Outside, the world was still and quiet, as if holding its breath in anticipation of the day. The air carried the faint, sweet scent of blooming jasmine from the garden, mingling with the earthy aroma of dew-kissed grass. Birds chirped a cheerful melody, their songs weaving through the trees like a delicate symphony. Each note seemed to celebrate the simple joy of being alive. In the distance, the first rays of the sun touched the horizon, setting the sky ablaze with shades of pink, orange, and gold. As the day slowly awakened, a sense of peace settled over everything. It was a morning that felt like a gift—a reminder of the beauty in small moments and the promise of new beginnings.
I want to tell you a spicy story that happened this morning. It's not like there's anything unusual in our sex life with my wife, but for some reason, what happened drove me crazy with arousal. Specifically, how it was done simply and in a kind of everyday way. Last night, the three of us met again at the club. We are me, my most beloved beautiful wife, and our sexual partner Sergei, with whom we regularly have wonderful nights. For those who aren't in the know, read a few of my previous stories. This time, everything was as usual: the club, dancing, wine, a taxi to our place, and great threesome sex. I won't describe it now, I'll just say that everything
was as always fantastic, that's not the point. This time, there was one peculiarity. Today, Sergei didn't leave after sex to go home but stayed overnight with us. And not just with us, but we all lay down together on our bed, fortunately, it allows for that.We just couldn't crawl back to our separate corners after the crazy and fierce fucking of each other! So, continuing, my wife slept between us, naturally completely naked, and Sergei and I were hugging her. It so happened that I woke up first and needed to pee. I got out of bed, looked at the tenderly sleeping lovebirds, and left the bedroom, closing the door behind me. After the toilet, I went to the kitchen to have some tea. I turned on the electric kettle and waited for the water to boil. You know how noisy kettles are. When it turned off, it became quiet, but your hearing doesn't immediately adjust to the silence. I made myself some tea and waited for it to brew. And at that moment, my hearing caught some sounds very much like my wife's moans.
At first, I didn't believe my ears and listened more closely. Exactly! That's my wife moaning in the bedroom. Of course, I immediately understood what was making her sigh like that; of course, Sergei's cheerful cock was now diving into her little hole. But, holy cow, I was gone for five minutes, no more. And in that time, they managed to wake up and start having fun, and without me! That last thought is what aroused me. And not just aroused me, but WILDLY AROUSED ME! My breath caught, and my heart started pounding madly. I was struck by the thought that just like that, someone else, not me, waking up could have my wife, and she likes it, judging by the moans! My cock began to take a fighting stance. As calmly as possible, I approached the bedroom door and started listening to the sounds coming from behind it.
She had slightly bent her knees, and Sergei was holding them clamped between his. Oh, how wonderfully they were fucking. I stood and watched this scene, and my hand was jerking my cock. Honestly, I couldn't hold out for long and came right on the floor. Meanwhile, the lovers changed positions. My wife lay on her back, raised and spread her long, slender legs. Remember old home television antennas. Imagine them spread apart, and you'll understand what my wife's legs looked like. Sergei, on his knees, busily positioned himself between them, pulled my wife onto his hips, and entered her sharply. (Erotic stories) He held my wife's outstretched legs by the ankles and fucked her as hard as he could. My wife held her most beautiful breasts in the world and gently twisted her pink nipples with two fingers. She watched as Sergei plunged his cock into her and moaned at the top of her voice.
They paid no attention to me, as if I wasn't there at all. I approached the bed, lay down next to my wife on the right, and carefully placed my left hand under her head, while with my right hand, I began to stroke her belly and pubic area. At that moment, Sergei pressed my wife's legs with his knees against her chest, and her ass lifted even more. Both my wife and I could clearly see his shiny, wet cock entering her inflamed womb. With my hands, I began to help hold my wife's legs pressed against her body, and Sergei held her at the bend of her legs near her hips, as was convenient for him. By the shortening amplitude of his movements, I understood that he would soon cum. Apparently, my wife understood it too and, through her moans, asked him to cum inside her. She said it directly: "Oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah! Don't take it out! Cum in me, please! I want you to cum in me!" Naturally, after these words, Sergei started to cum.
He made a few sharp movements, then froze, pouring into my wife, then a few more movements and froze again. My wife came with him. She clenched her knees and forcefully squeezed her protruding nipples. When the orgasm passed, she took a deep breath and straightened her legs, continuing to gently move her hips on Sergei's cock. She didn't want to let him out of her until he had completely emptied. As it softened, Sergei's cock slipped out of my wife's hot little hole on its own, but he remained on his knees. I saw a drop of semen hanging from his tip, and my just-fucked wife turned and pressed her lips to it. She licked it off with her tongue, and then very, very gently took the hanging cock into her mouth and began to suck out everything that remained.
I stroked her ass and gently spread it. From her red, swollen pussy, a trickle of Sergei's whitish fluid was flowing out. It ran down the tender skin of my wife's thigh onto the sheet. I watched in delight and felt on cloud nine from the pleasure of witnessing this. Today, I learned another side of sexual happiness. When your wife can just give herself to a man like that, wanting to satisfy herself. I will never forget this morning, and that's why I decided to share my impressions with you. Don't judge too harshly. I wish everyone varied pleasures.