This happened a couple of months ago. At first I was worried, my conscience was tormenting me, but then I calmed down and now I'm even glad that everything turned out this way. And so about everything in order.

We live a very ordinary life. My husband works all the time, developing his business, and I sit at home with two children. And everything would be fine, but when you have twins, there is absolutely no free time, and the routine that repeats itself day after day is wildly depressing. Add to all this living in a small town, where there is nowhere to even go, and I still haven’t made any friends after moving. In general, it’s a real bore. My husband found an outlet for himself in the form of fishing. Registered onsome fishing forum and about once a month he gets in his car and leaves for two or three days with the same fishermen from the site in an unknown direction. This would have happened this time, too, but his mother came to visit us with a specific intention - to babysit her grandchildren. And I had four whole free days ahead of me. I won’t go into details, but in short, after much persuasion, my husband allowed me to go with him. And before leaving, we had a serious conversation:

— First of all, you should understand that you are going to a men's company and not everyone there is an avid fisherman, so some are just going to relax and can drink the whole time. And on the first day, as a rule, everyone drinks, gets to know each other and just has a good time, including with prostitutes, but this is rare.
— Like with prostitutes? — my mouth even opened in surprise, and the second thought did not even have time to form, as I already voiced it:
— And you too?
— Of course not! I go fishing, although on the first day I still drink along with everyone else. It's a tradition. Don't worry, I warned everyone that I would be with my wife. I asked without debauchery this time, they should listen. Although half of the newcomers will be there, I can't speak for them, that's why I warned you.

The sun was shining brighter than ever. Even for July it was very hot. After five hours of driving, we finally arrived. A huge river with dense forest on both banks. Birds singing. We even saw a hare when we were driving through the forest. It seemed like we had ended up in the past, where there was no civilization, and nature had not yet been touched by man. And only nine SUVs and the same number of tents on the bank spoke of the opposite.

We settled in quickly, while my husband was setting up the tent, I distracted the others from work. Since the original purpose of my trip was to relax, I dressed appropriately, namely in a light white sundress just above the knee. I don’t wear a bra in principle, so everyone was staring at my size three. Add to this a firm butt and a rather slender waist, in general, there is something to look at. Looking at this, my husband sent me to sunbathe downstream around the bend of the bank, shaking his head disapprovingly. On the contrary, I, unaccustomed to male attention, was very turned on by this whole situation. But in order not to heat up the situation, I took a blanket and went in the indicated direction, looking at the upset looks of the men, sliding from my chest to my butt and back. I must say that almost all of them were about our age, from thirty to forty. Only two fairly young guys stood out, looking no older than twenty-five. It was in their eyes that it was not desire that burned, but wild lust.

Having settled down on the shore, I made sure that I was not visible from our camp, threw off my sundress and panties and, having smeared myself with suntan lotion, settled down near the water. The arousal demanded an immediate exit. Before this, of course, I occasionally caressed myself in secret from my husband when there was a long absence of sex, but what happened now... The fingers had just begun to massage the clitoris, and I was already shaking from the surging orgasm. And then, apparently, the early rise took its toll and I fell asleep. I dreamed of something exciting, arousing, and suddenly a sharp splash of water literally tore me out of this state. Raising my head, I saw a boat about fifteen meters away from me, on which those same young guys were sitting and looking at me without blinking. It took me about ten seconds to realize that the fingers were still lying on the clitoris. These were incredible, previously unknown to me sensations. Shame, fear and excitement mixed together. I shyly covered my pussy with my palm and felt myself getting aroused again. My lower abdomen began to ache and my fingers became wet again.

— "Well, this is too much," — flashed a thought.
— "It's time to finish."
Although, to be honest, I really didn't want to finish, but common sense stubbornly insisted otherwise. In the end, I stretched as if there was no one around, stood up with my butt turned to the "spectators", slowly and gracefully bent over for the sarafan and also slowly put it on. Then I demonstratively took the panties, threw them on the blanket and, gathering it in an armful, headed to the camp, smiling goodbye to the guys, who still did not move. The whole way I thought only about sex. I hadn't had such feelings since my student days. The excitement was simply off the charts. But when we got there, it turned out that my husband and most of the team had sailed off to set the nets, leaving two men in charge of the household, who cooked food, carried firewood and, judging by the characteristic clinking coming from the water, cooled the alcohol. There was nothing to do. I couldn't sit in the tent waiting for him. porn stories So I quickly pulled on sweatpants and a turtleneck, since it was getting dark and mosquitoes were starting to appear, and went to help the guys with the cooking. So the rest of the day passed with boring chores.

We were all sitting by the fire on improvised benches made of logs at a folding table. The conversation was easy. Everyone was cheerful and drunk. At some point, dirty jokes and stories from life began, which, together with the glances at my chest, covered in a gray turtleneck under an open jacket, excited me very much. And by midnight, the first "losses" appeared. Those two housekeepers, who had consumed almost a liter of vodka in my presence alone, were carried off to sleep in the tent. And in the same tent. Everyone thought that it would be more fun that way. A little later, I realized that if I didn’t take my husband away now, then very soon I would have to carry him too. Therefore, having applied maximum effort and charm, I nevertheless took him into the tent. Where I immediately began what I had been waiting for since lunch. Quickly pulling off his pants, she undressed herself and began to lift his penis with a blowjob, simultaneously caressing herself with her finger. But alas. As soon as I sat on him, he fell. Another blowjob, a rise and again he falls inside me.

— "Well..." — I said in despair. But it was all in vain. Eventually, my husband fell asleep. After sitting in silence for a while, I decided to go to the toilet and go to bed too. I pulled on my pants, threw my jacket over my naked body, wrapped myself up and went outside. There were five people left there, one of whom was almost asleep. Two young guys: Kolya and Sasha were practically sober and the two strongest and quietest guys, whose names I didn't even remember, were also not very drunk. They were quietly talking and laughing. The full moon and the fire illuminated everything around well, so I had to go into the bushes, behind which the forest began right away. Usually my husband walked me out, but now that he was asleep, I felt real fear. Despite the alcohol I had drunk, or maybe because of its excess, I seemed to hear sounds and movements everywhere. After standing at the edge of the forest, I will return to the tent. The situation was delicate. However, having made up my mind, I said:

— "Kol, could you come over here?"
The guys' conversation was immediately interrupted.
He stood up and silently came over.
— "You're frozen, you're holding me. Right now." — he rushed to the fire and returned a moment later with a large down jacket.

— «Take off yours. Put this one on, it was lying by the fire, you’ll warm up quickly.» — and taking the edges of my jacket, he quickly opened it to take it off. I only had time to shout: «Ouch», as Kolya was already looking at my chest. I started shaking all over. Wrapping myself up, I quietly said:
«Take me to the toilet», and turning around, I stomped through the bushes. A couple of seconds later, the down jacket fell on my shoulders.
— «Sorry, I didn’t mean to in front of them», — he began awkwardly.
— «Calm down and stand next to me.» — I squatted down and peed. The words «in front of them» were spinning in my head.
— «What, your conscience wouldn’t bother you if it weren’t for them?» I said, standing up and pulling up my pants.
— «It doesn’t bother you», a voice sounded from behind me and a hand lay between my legs. The second one got under my jacket and grabbed my chest. Hot lips began to kiss my neck, I had neither the strength nor the desire to resist, but the moral standards deeply rooted in my head did not allow me to relax.

— «Stop! No! You can’t! Husband! People.» — I tried to cover my pussy by squatting down.
— «Oh, come on. We heard how your husband let you down. And you weren’t against it during the day, and now you’re all wet.» — he said and tried to stick two fingers into my pussy.
— «No!» — I wriggled out. I was overcome with anger and resentment from such rudeness. Not only was he pestering me, but the crowd was eavesdropping. But strong hands grabbed me by the waist from behind and after a jerk I found myself on all fours with my pants down, pressed with my bare bottom against this boor. He tore my down jacket off and threw it in front of me. Then, ignoring my resistance, he put my hands behind my back and pressed. I screamed in pain and fell with my chest on the jacket.
— «Quiet, quiet. We don’t want to wake up the whole camp. After all, your husband will definitely ask: what are you doing here with me half naked?!»

With these words, Kolya unzipped his fly, abruptly entered me and without stopping began to pound at a furious pace. I wouldn’t say that it was huge, but it’s hard to call it average either. The sensations were fantastic. He had already let go of his hands, taking me by the hips, but I was still lying with my face buried in the down jacket and moaning, biting a piece of fabric. This went on for about five minutes, until a wave of orgasm covered me with my head. I was shaking like never before. And a minute later he pulled out his piston and growled. Before I had time to come to my senses, the member was inserted into me again. And again at a furious pace. Of course, I understood that it was someone else, but there was no point in resisting, and no desire.

— "Look, it really works. And I didn't believe it." — a voice sounded somewhere off to the side. — "I thought the guys were cheating. That's good, since it was your fault we were banned from taking whores, we'll have to work for them."
— "No, guys, please don't." — I said, interrupted by the pushes from behind.
— "It's too late. You should have thought of it earlier." — the same voice said very close. I turned my head to look at the speaker, but in the shadow of the trees only the outline of a body was visible. And the next moment someone grabbed my head and inserted a penis into my mouth. From behind, the penis was suddenly pulled out and I groaned.
— "The second." — I thought. It should all be over quickly.

The next one stuck his fingers in my pussy, rubbed my clitoris and pulled them out, lubricating the anus ring. I tensed up and moaned. We had anal sex very rarely and only at my husband's request.
- "That's great, be patient a little." - with these words he began to enter my ass. I must give him credit, he did it carefully and in a couple of minutes he was fucking me with all his might.

— "No, that's not fair," said the one who was giving it to me in the mouth. — "Come on, get up." He lifted me up and climbed underneath. Then I felt the second member being inserted into my vagina. A moan escaped my chest. And then they fucked me like the last whore. Moreover, I was wrong about the first two. Very soon they were ready for a second go and everything started for the second time. I was simply used instead of a prostitute and although everything was done carefully, no one asked my opinion. The awareness of all this excited me even more, forcing me to cum over and over again. The cycle of men, whose faces I no longer looked at, continued and continued. The guys were always coming up with something new, once they even adapted to entering me three at once - two in the pussy and one in the ass, and I restored the fourth with a blowjob, which was very difficult, because I wanted to clench my teeth all the time. I can't say how long it took the guys to run out of breath, but when they led me out of the forest by the arms, the sky was starting to brighten. Opening the tent, they carefully laid my exhausted body next to my husband and I fell into a deep sleep.

The morning began unexpectedly. My husband, not having received satisfaction in the evening, woke up with an erect penis and without thinking twice decided to immediately begin fulfilling his duty. As a result, he discovered the result of yesterday's entertainment. Seeing the swollen and clearly worn-out holes, he woke me up. Despite the extreme fatigue, the solution to the problem came immediately.
- "Are you still blaming me!?" - I made a stern grimace.
- "Yesterday you yourself got drunk to an animal state and used me in all holes despite my requests to stop, and now you pretend that you do not remember anything!? Be glad that I did not leave at night, I was only able to fall asleep in the morning."
Then there were apologies, quick packing and a trip home due to an urgent need to visit the pharmacy. Although it really had to be visited, but most of all I was afraid of meeting my night lovers because I did not know how they would behave, and I simply felt uneasy. So that's how my marital fidelity ended.

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