First experience of first betrayal

We were sitting at a round table on the first floor and playing cards. The two-story cottage rented for the day was in a pine forest on the shore of a reservoir. And having swum to our heart's content, we were now drinking, playing and chatting. The reason for such a vacation was the long-awaited meeting of my husband Denis and his childhood friends Ilya, Andrey and Alexey. I had only seen them at a wedding and hadn't really talked to them in the hustle and bustle, but here they turned out to be cheerful, sociable guys. Despite their age, they were all about thirty, and only my Denis was married. The rest weren't even going to say goodbye to their freedom. Ilya arrived with a girl named Yulia, but from her conversations with her husband I realized that she was here asentertainment for guys. I must admit, she was very beautiful, and her youth made her very cute. We had similar figures, but she did not shine with intelligence. So we sat and joked until late in the evening.

I already felt that I had drunk too much, but I still held on, but Yulia, due to her age, could no longer maintain a conversation and, refusing help, went to her room on unsteady legs upstairs. After sitting for another half an hour, I also went after her. While I was climbing the steps, I heard fragments of a conversation that I did not attach any importance to. The guys were discussing some queue and laughing.

Entering my room, I didn't immediately realize that Yulka was lying on my bed, peacefully snoring. Deciding not to touch her, I took my nightgown, turned around and went to her room, which was next door and an exact copy of mine. Having changed, I somehow removed my lenses and plopped down on the bed.

I was lying in the semi-darkness and trying to drive away the annoying helicopters, when suddenly the door quietly opened and a dark silhouette slipped into the room. I didn’t want to speak or move, since the nausea and dizziness had only just receded and I was in a state of half-sleep and was afraid of their return. Meanwhile, the figure walked around the bed and carefully climbed onto it. Lying on my side, I couldn’t see what was happening there, but I was sure that my husband had arrived. A warm hand lay on my waist and slid under my nightgown, to my chest. Then back down. Goosebumps ran through my body, and the hand was not going to stop, already working hard in my panties. Fingers skillfully massaged the clitoris and I, breathing heavily, gently moved my hips. Despite the strong excitement, I did not want to turn around or change position. And the hand pulled my panties off and was already helping the penis get where it needed to go. Push and… Suddenly the thick cock is already inside. I began to realize that a big mistake was happening and tried to stop the process.

- Nooo. - I exhaled in a hoarse and not my own voice, but the effect was the opposite. Either he misunderstood, or so that the "victim" could not resist, he increased the speed and amplitude of his movements. And now he was simply pounding me, loudly slapping his pelvis against my buttocks. I could no longer resist. Pleasure covered me completely. A few minutes later I came, trying to moan quietly, but he kept pounding and pounding like a wind-up toy. Apparently the alcohol did not allow him to finish quickly and he tried with all his might, and I resigned myself to the situation and simply enjoyed it. The blows became stronger and more sweeping, and finally his member pulsated inside me. I jerked, but he pulled me by the hips and pressed me tightly to himself. And when he finished, he said

- Don't worry, honey, I'm wearing a condom.

And I was lying on my side, my face buried in the pillow, and I understood that Andrey had said this and that it was best to remain motionless so that he would leave sooner. But as soon as the penis slipped out of my exhausted vagina, another, even thicker one immediately took its place.

Thoughts were running through my head. Giving myself away now was the height of stupidity and I had to continue pretending to be a log. And the conversation I had heard about strict order came back to me.

- Well, that's it, Arinka is in trouble! - flashed through my head.

Meanwhile, the second one didn't waste time on warming up and caresses. He squeezed my breasts hard and immediately picked up a good pace. I was curious to know who it was, but I didn't dare turn around. Almost reaching the second peak, I heard a muffled groan and for the second time that evening I felt the pulsation of someone else's penis inside me.

“Next,” Ilya’s voice came from behind him, and in response, Lesha’s answer was heard in a whisper.

- Well, finally, I thought I wouldn’t wait.

Strong hands turned me over onto my stomach and gently ran over my body. Then he sat on my legs, so that I could feel his cock on my bottom, and began to massage my buttocks, now and then touching my labia and bottom. Then a squelching sound was heard and cool drops of lubricant fell on my bottom.

- Now we'll lubricate everything properly - he whispered, spreading the lubricant between the buttocks with his dick. Then I felt how the finger pressed on the anus ring and easily slipped inside. It's always like this for me, I don't like the anus, but if I'm very excited, then there is no resistance from the ass and I even like the presence of a finger there. It adds spice to the sensations. While the finger was playing around in one hole, the dick began to slowly master the second. It would enter a little and then immediately exit, then enter and freeze. It was clear from the sensations that its head was small, and the trunk itself was getting thicker and thicker. Moreover, its length was also impressive, since it allowed him to calmly fuck me in this position without even pressing against my ass.

Then something incredible happened. The penis turned out to be so thick that during its smooth movements I breathed every other time, and the finger in my ass intensified the sensations. I didn’t last long and after about ten minutes I began to shake in orgasm.

- Y-y-y-yesss. - Lesha hissed, increasing the tempo and after half a minute he pulled both his cock and his finger out of me. And then I heard the sound of a condom being pulled off and the head easily slid into my ass. This was already the third cock pulsating inside me today. Thank God he didn't insert it deeply, but limited himself to just the head.

Having poured the entire contents of his testicles into me, he carefully pulled out, kissed me on the back, wished me good night and left. And I was still expecting that at any moment someone's voice would be heard or someone's hands would start touching my body.

After lying like that for about five minutes, I got up, put on my panties and tiptoed out into the hallway. After listening, I realized that all the men were on the first floor. Not seeing anyone, I carefully slipped into the next door. There, on the bed, lay a drunken Yulia curled up. It took me a lot of effort to lift her up and almost drag her on myself to the room where I had just been had. After taking off her bra and panties, I laid her on the bed in my recent pose. When all traces were swept away, I visited the toilet and, climbing under the blanket, tried to fall asleep.

I lay like that for about half an hour. Sleep vanished as if by magic. Thoughts about betrayal, divorce and other nonsense were spinning in my head, mixed with pleasant memories and excitement. The door quietly opened and someone entered the semi-darkness of the room.

I instinctively pulled the blanket over myself.

“Can’t sleep?” I heard my husband’s voice.

“Well, yes,” she answered, but inside she felt cold.

He sat on the edge of the bed and, putting his hand under the blanket, began to stroke my stomach.

- Why? Were the groans behind the wall disturbing?

- Maybe.

His hand moved lower and dived under her panties.

“No need,” I tried to remove my hand, but he increased the pressure and with one movement inserted his fingers into the strained crotch.

There was a pause.

- Relax. I know everything. When everyone in the house is fucking, the penis involuntarily gets hard. Imagine my surprise to find Yulia peacefully sleeping here instead of my desired spouse, when someone was being actively fucked behind the wall. Considering that both Andryukha and Ilya were sure that they had had her, you were able to keep your identity a secret. That's when I understood why they called you a log. - He grinned.

— Does this make you laugh?

- And you? We fantasized about it and it all remained a secret, so since everything turned out this way, we'll consider it for the best.

— And if they notice the substitution?

- They won't notice, I got them properly drunk.

- You're something else.

- No, honey, you give it and I'll take it now. Lyokha told me where he came. Besides, I'm sorry, but after him I have nothing to do there, I remember from my youth. And no excuses will save your ass from me today. - He playfully made a menacing voice on the last words and, without stopping working in my panties, pulled them off with his other hand. I pressed my legs to my chest and, clasping them with my hands, began to wait for the invasion of my forbidden hole. However, contrary to expectations, Denis entered not into the ass, but into the vagina.

- Holy shit, it's fucked up! - he whispered and, after rocking a couple of times, began to cum right inside me.

- Yeah. I didn't think it would affect me like that. - he said a little later, lying next to me.

— It’s not even comfortable somehow.

“Relax,” I laughed. “I’ve had enough sex exploits for today.”

And we burst out laughing together, accompanied by groans from the next room.

From that day on, our family life changed for the better, as if we had become younger again, and constant new experiments made our hearts beat faster.


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