Wife's Secret Desires
Hi, my name is Max. I want to tell you a story that happened a few years ago at my wife's bachelorette party. As it happened, she and her friends were celebrating this event at a friend's dacha next to ours. My wife's name is Evgenia. We were both 19 at the time. She is a brunette of average height, with plump legs, a huge butt like Brazilian girls, and size 3 breasts.
In general, the fun was flowing like a river. At first everything started out civilized, but with each bottle drunk, my wife and her friends became more and more uninhibited. My Zhenya is a very shy girl, but alcohol works wonders.
The girls were having fun, relaxing, and I decided to go
home. On the way, my car broke down. It was already late and I decided to walk back to the dacha, since I didn't have money for a tow truck, fortunately the car broke down not far away.As I was returning, halfway through the cooperative, I could hear the sounds of my future wife's drinking party. I decided not to tell my wife anything so as not to spoil the celebration and quietly went onto our property.
It was already dark. The girls were running around in swimsuits. And only the bride stood out because she had a veil on her head. From the sauna to the street to the gazebo and back. They were all quite drunk. The topics of conversation, as far as I could hear, were vulgar. Then one friend suggested discussing sex with their boyfriends. When my modest Evgenia happily supported the idea, I became terribly curious, why not listen about myself.
I quietly crept closer to their property, hid behind the bushes and started listening. The girls were talking about their boyfriends. Some were fucked well, some not so well. When it was my bride's turn, a shout was heard: — "Wow, what beautiful girls!
It was the neighbor and two of his friends. The girls thanked them for the compliment. They jokingly asked the girls to show their breasts. Imagine my surprise when my bride was one of the first to lower her swimsuit and, without a drop of embarrassment, showed them her breasts. Two friends followed suit. The guys, without thinking twice, asked if they could join them, to which they received a positive answer. The guys went into the gazebo, one approached my bride and complimented her breasts, congratulated her on the upcoming wedding. Zhenya started to pull her swimsuit back up, but the guy stopped her, saying that such beauty shouldn't be hidden from everyone. Zhenya giggled and took off the top of her swimsuit, remaining only in her panties.
Then they all sat and drank for a few more minutes. The guys touched them with their hands without embarrassment. I sat there with mixed feelings. It angered me, but also aroused me. My dick was hard as a rock. The neighbor and one friend went with the girls to the sauna, and my Zhenya, saying she wanted to sleep, went into the house. I went to my place and started furiously jerking off to everything I had seen. Half an hour later, everything went quiet. I went to bed but couldn't sleep, worried about my bride. Thoughts of all sorts of vulgarities were running through my head. I caught myself thinking that all this was arousing me.
After an hour, I couldn't take it anymore and went to look. I quietly crept up to the window, looked in, there the girlfriends and guys were playing spin the bottle. Zhenya wasn't with them. I decided to look into the next room. There my Zhenya was sleeping, so sexy and defenseless. The window was slightly open. I was so aroused that I thought about climbing in or not. But then the door opened slightly. One of the neighbor's friends came in. He sat down next to her, ran his hand over her cheek. She began to stretch, asked him what he was doing there, to which he replied that he had come to admire her. He said her husband was lucky. My wife coquettishly only answered thank you.
The guy asked her why she put on a T-shirt, why she was hiding such breasts. To my surprise, Zhenya immediately took it off, saying it pleased her. The guy, after a couple of seconds of silence from surprise, said he was interested to see what was under her panties. Zhenya stood up and began to slowly take them off, and said that she was also interested in what was in his pants. I sat and waited for my wife's betrayal. It aroused me. I had fantasized before about cuckolding, sexwifes and swinging, but was embarrassed to say anything, and here it was all real. I took my dick out of my pants and started jerking off.
When the guy took off his pants, Zhenya, without thinking twice, took his dick in her mouth, she sucked as if we hadn't had sex for six months. After a couple of minutes, the guy said he also wanted to please her with his mouth. Zhenya said she didn't want to tear herself away from such a tasty dick, the guy suggested the 69 position. He lay on his back, and she on top of him, so that her ass was looking right at me. I saw him licking her pussy, ass, fingering her holes. Then the neighbor came into the room.
First shock, then he quickly closed the door, saying that he always knew Zhenya was a slut. Zhenya took his dick in her mouth. Then the guy sat on the bed, Zhenya sat on his dick with her ass, now lubricated with his saliva and worked by his fingers, leaned over and continued sucking the neighbor's dick. The guy stood up and started furiously fucking her in the ass. They ended up in such a position that I watched it all from the side. My bride was being fucked by two guys, her breasts swaying from side to side, she was moaning. The guys sped up the pace. Suddenly the guys tensed up. They came without pulling out their dicks. My bride tried to swallow everything but couldn't.
The guys pulled out their dicks. Zhenya fell to the floor. Semen was visible on her face. A thin but noticeable stream in the moonlight was also coming from her ass. Zhenya was still in her veil. From this sight, I also came on the wall of the house under the window. The neighbor spat on her, saying she was a whore. His friend, who had recently been complimenting her, said the neighbor was right and left the room. A minute later, two of her friends, Sveta and Katya, came into the room. Zhenya told them everything. Sveta immediately started telling her that's what she deserved. Zhenya suddenly remembered me. She started crying.
Returning home, I decided I would pretend I knew nothing. I also had a good time at my bachelor party. The only thing I regretted was that I wasn't the third.
In the morning, Zhenya came to the dacha and asked what I was doing there. I replied that the car broke down at night and I came back. It was clear from my wife that she was scared. She asked what time I returned, I lied that it was five minutes after I left and I went straight to bed. Zhenya calmed down a bit. She drank coffee and went to sleep. A couple of hours later, the neighbor came in, congratulated me on the upcoming wedding and asked me to say hello to Zhenya. I pretended I knew nothing.
A week later, Zhenya and I got married. We went on a 10-day honeymoon to Turkey. When we returned, I immediately went back to work, and my Zhenya still had 2 weeks of vacation left. She asked to live at the dacha. The dacha is far from the city and because of work I could only come on weekends. Zhenya said that with Katya, the neighbor whose dacha they celebrated the bachelorette party at, she wouldn't be bored, but I understood that it wasn't Katya who would be entertaining her.
The weekdays of the first week passed. Friday came. Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the door. Katya was standing on the threshold. She said she couldn't stand it anymore and had to tell me something about my wife. But that's another story.
Don't judge too harshly, this is the first story. I haven't told many people about this incident.