Autumn barbecue
It was an ordinary autumn day. Waking up with a beauty—my wife—we started discussing what to do and where to go on this cloudy Saturday. After considering various options, we decided to go to the dacha and grill some shashlik. After a brief packing, we thought it wouldn't be bad to invite some friends to share our good Saturday mood. We called many, but only Andrey and Pavel could accept our invitation. We agreed to meet at the market to buy meat, vegetables, red wine for the shashlik, and of course beer for the banya. At the appointed time, the whole company gathered, and after buying everything necessary, we headed as a friendly group
towards the dacha. Upon arrival at the dacha, the men, as expected, took care of marinating the meat, while Nina, that's my wife's name, started setting the table. After the meat was marinated, I lit the fireplace and went to heat the banya. Probably not even twenty minutes had passed when the hostess invited us to the table, and we finally sat down.The first toast, as expected, was to the wonderful hostess of the house, then to our wonderful company; there were many toasts that day, but most glasses were raised to the only lady present. Andrey and Pavel took turns making toasts, admiring my wife and saying how lucky I was in life to have such a beautiful and capable wife. I completely shared their views, because I am indeed madly in love with my beautiful wife. The toasts became more and more candid—the guys praised my beloved's beautiful figure, called her sexy, and Ninochka was a little embarrassed by such attention, though her eyes showed she really liked that our two friends and I constantly admired her, each of the men ready to give her all their attention.
The already good mood rose with each glass of wine; I don't remember who started the conversation about a recently watched program on NTV dedicated to swinging. The men began discussing the program animatedly. Ninochka hadn't watched it and, without joining the conversation, went to the kitchen, as it seemed to me, pretending she wasn't at all interested in our talk. When she returned, I asked her in front of the guys—what she thought about swinging; she answered with a sly smile but without hesitation—that it's abnormal when another man fucks someone else's wife, showing complete indifference with her whole demeanor, while we continued the discussion among the three of us. Occasionally I glanced at Nina and realized this topic wasn't entirely indifferent to her and clearly piqued her interest, because many times during sex we had fantasized a bit about how nice it would be to invite another couple over and make love in front of each other. Moreover, our fantasies didn't stop there, and we imagined how her pretty friend would come over, we'd stay up late, and Lena would call her husband and say she was staying overnight at our place, and of course we'd have a threesome... But most of all we fantasized about gang-bang; we imagined it like this: two or three men would come over, and after a little feast, we'd all indulge in unprecedented debauchery and bliss and fuck the one and only queen of the evening, taking turns and all at once, but it always remained just our fantasies. After powdering her nose, Nina returned to the table, just as we were discussing the topic of gang-bang. I casually asked my wife what she thought about it and how, in her opinion, a woman could enjoy being taken by several men at once. Smiling mysteriously, my dear said that of course a lady could enjoy it, but for that, all the men should first of all have a certain penis size (which Ninochka always emphasized even before in our fantasies), and of course it's important how tenderly and skillfully they do it.
We drank some more wine, and I went to check if the banya was ready. The banya was already heated by then, and I went to call everyone. When I was returning, I heard that the topic of sex and gang-bang was in full swing; when I entered, everyone fell silent and started chattering about ordinary topics, though in the hallway I had heard—my little wife was taking a very active part in it. I called everyone to the banya, and Nina said she wouldn't go because she felt awkward being in a company with three men and she was shy around the guys. The guys assured her that they and Pasha would steam separately, so there was nothing embarrassing about it; on the contrary, everyone would be endlessly happy if the hostess joined us. I remembered we had a swimsuit and suggested my wife put it on and come with us to the banya. The men were given sheets, and we went to the banya; after a while, Nina also entered the banya dressed in the swimsuit, but her face showed embarrassment. How beautiful she was! The swimsuit I bought her before the vacation trip emphasized all her divine beauty, and a goddess appeared before our eyes with a large bust of the third size slightly covered by the swimsuit, a gorgeous figure with wide hips and a round little butt. The swimsuit's panties were so small that Pasha and Andrey could see her delicate shaved pubic mound; through the slightly transparent fabric, a neat black strip was clearly visible, and this couldn't help but captivate our guests, who were already devouring my girl with their eyes. A gleam appeared in their eyes, the kind that appears in males wanting to possess a female right now and in various positions. I defused the situation by saying there was no need to be shy since many men had seen her in a swimsuit at the beach, and I was always nearby, so she had no shame.
After a while, my wife relaxed; I understood from her eyes that the embarrassment was finally gone. The guests went to the steam room first, then we did. Everything went as it usually does: we took turns going to the steam room, sipping cold beer, and light classical music played from the stereo; we sat and chatted about various topics, the guys even started discussing porn films and which plots each liked—alcohol had done its job. My dear completely loosened up, blushed, and admitted that she really likes it when I put on porn with the Gang-Bang theme and how she sometimes envies the ladies on screen; probably after her words, our guests started an unauthorized stirring in their lower abdomens, and both hurried to the steam room)))
After steaming a bit more, we decided that was enough for today, and everyone went back to the house. This time, Nina came to the table in her short silk robe. Everyone was drinking and chatting, and Nina called me with her to the 2nd floor, where she asked how I would feel if she put on the recently purchased black-lilac lingerie set with attached stockings. At that moment, I was pierced by jealousy and indignation—after all, I had bought it exclusively for my eyes, but I tried not to show it as best I could because I wanted to see what would happen next. Though what could happen, since we had our long-time acquaintances and friends as guests, who by fate were my partners in some matters. Ninochka came down in the lingerie; the set fit flawlessly, the stockings and shoes complemented a completely stunning picture for my colleagues. We sipped wine, something was showing on TV, but no one was watching, and when slow music started playing, I invited my wife to dance. The light was slightly dimmed, and we, pressing against each other, floated in the dance. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched our guests, who didn't take their devouring eyes off our couple, or rather off my wife))) When the next slow composition started, Pasha asked me if I would mind if he invited Nina to dance, to which I replied, if she herself didn't mind, then I didn't mind either, after all, Ninochka wasn't in a dress but still in lingerie! Then Andrey also gathered courage and invited the spouse to dance. The atmosphere became more and more romantic, and the wine did its job. When I was floating with Nina in the dance again, in the middle of the composition, Ninochka quietly whispered in my ear: "Darling, we've dreamed so much with you about how two or three more men would end up in our bed, let's try?" At first, I was very surprised, because dreams are still dreams, but to see how in my presence my dear would give herself to others and under their kisses and caresses she would moan with bliss—honestly, I wasn't ready for that. Nina asked again—did I want this or not, after all I had told her so many times that it excited me and I really wanted to see her make love with other men. Sweetie, you've told me so many times how you would fuck me in turns and all at once, and how while two are fucking me, the third would put his cock in my mouth, and you would switch, and then you would cum on my pussy, face, breasts, and at the end of the evening you would put me on all fours and take turns filling my pussy and little ass with cum, well, you remember how many times we dreamed??? Honestly, I was outraged but for some reason answered: "If you've decided you're ready, then I don't mind, and let tonight end as you wish." Ninochka was happy; we sat at the table, I filled the glasses with wine, and made a toast: "Let's drink to the queen of tonight!" After which I went alone to grill the shashlik, so the guests and wife would be left alone at the table.
While I was grilling the shashlik, I saw through the window how the friends took turns dancing with Nina. After some time, I approached the window and saw my wife dancing with Andrey: and in the dance, he was kissing her passionately, groping her butt, and stroking her breasts. She looked simply magnificent—she wasn't wearing the robe, beautiful lingerie, lace stockings, high-heeled shoes... Watching what was happening, I realized my beloved liked it all, and with her hand she was already tenderly jerking Andrey's cock. I was simply at a loss about what to do, because I felt terrible jealousy; I had never seen my wife caress another man's cock before. Well, the music ended, and they went to the table. Andrey's cock was standing like a rod. In confusion, I didn't know what to do: on one hand, terrible jealousy, and on the other, terrible excitement from which I thought my pants would burst. Without trying to rush things, I continued grilling the meat. It's hard to describe what was happening to me at that moment, but the excitement didn't leave me. After some time, I noticed my wife dancing again, but this time with Pasha. From excitement, I lit a cigarette, and various thoughts and images started rushing through my head. With a trembling hand, I smoked the cigarette, turned the shashlik, looked out the window, and saw Pasha standing in the center of the room, but my wife wasn't visible; then I approached the window again. The picture I saw there made my brain simply boil: Nina, squatting down, was sucking Pavel's cock. She did it with such tenderness and love that I was simply going crazy, and with her other hand, she was caressing her pussy. How she caressed that big and thick cock, driving it deeper and deeper into her mouth; at one point, I thought she wouldn't be able to deepthroat such a club all the way to the balls, as she had done many times with my cock, though mine isn't that small, but still the cock in her mouth was clearly bigger and thicker than mine. I froze by the window and wanted to see how it would end, but before I could catch my breath, I suddenly saw my beloved's eyes looking straight at me, and in them, one could read such passion, lust, and only one question directed at me: "Well, did you want this? So now watch how I'll suck and gradually deepthroat this huge cock!" A few seconds passed when suddenly my previously unapproachable wife deepthroated Pasha's huge cock all the way to the balls. How well she knows how to give a blowjob, I thought, and then the guest couldn't hold back anymore—pulled out his shaft and with a cry began to pour streams of thick, white cum into my wife's mouth. There was so much cum that it quickly filled her mouth and now was dripping down her chin right onto her huge tits. My unattainable girl, collecting it with her fingers, sent it into her mouth! I was simply in shock, and Nina sat on her knees and slyly licked the drops from Pasha's cock. Andrey's cock was already simply smoking, as was my own. But by that time, the shashlik was ready, and I hurried to serve it to the table...
Entering the house after 2-3 minutes, I saw an ordinary picture: the guests and my wife were sitting at the table and chatting sweetly about something. I pretended I hadn't seen anything and only asked: "Darling, why are you without the robe?" To which came the reply that she really liked the lingerie I gave her and she wanted to demonstrate it to our guests, and if I was against it, she would put the robe on. I said if our friends weren't embarrassed by it, then I didn't mind. To which everyone replied that it didn't embarrass anyone, only invigorated and pleased, and everyone sat with such faces as if literally a few minutes ago nothing had happened here!!!
Refreshing our glasses with wine, we started on the shashlik. I don't remember how much time passed, but after more dances with me and our guests, we found ourselves at the table again. Nina was sitting next to me, and the guests opposite. At some point, I felt my wife's hand on my cock... She leaned close to my ear and asked: "Darling, did you like how I gave Pasha a blowjob?"
— Yes, darling, as always, you did it with love and great skill.
— And you're not offended with me? — she asked.
— No, of course not, everything was good, and I hope Pasha liked the blowjob in your performance!
During our sweet conversation, Ninochka started jerking my cock. Judging by the guests' faces, they perfectly understood what was happening under the table but tried in every way not to show it, continuing to discuss something. Then I asked the guests—like, weren't they bored while I was grilling the meat? They as if on command said—no, because Nina didn't let us get bored. Slow music started playing from the stereo, and my beauty leaned towards my hard-as-steel cock; she sucked, smacking and slurping as if asking forgiveness for that secretly given blowjob to a friend; the guests were stunned for a moment, but after I let them understand they could come and join us, they approached us. Nina took her head off the cock for a moment and slyly asked—was I against it? I shook my head as a sign that I wasn't against it, and she again started driving my cock deeper and deeper into her throat, while raising her little butt up, as if inviting the men to admire and play with her pussy. Greedy hands of the friends began exploring every part of my girl's body... Moans spread throughout the room. Pasha pulled the panties off my wife and greedily pressed against her blood-engorged from excitement labia—which made the slut moan even louder and start slightly twisting her little butt in time with Pasha's tongue, which was already working in her cave without restraint, paying special attention to her little flower, which treacherously stuck out its head. Andrey, meanwhile, approached from the side where the head of our queen of the evening was. I stood up, and now Andrey could bring his long-hardened cock closer to my wife's lips. Without thinking long, she began to caress it with her mouth, alternately deepthroating my shaft and Andrey's shaft. Then she said for us all to take turns licking her, and first called Andrey to her. Everyone wanted to please our incomparable slut; Andrey approached from the side of her pussy and squatted down; Pasha understood it was time to give way and let another enjoy this juice-flowing-from-pleasure pussy. Then Nina beckoned Pasha with her hand, and when he approached, she greedily began to deepthroat first my, then his cock. After we all took turns enjoying my wife's girl, she, having sucked our cocks, pointed us to the bedroom where our large fuck-dome is located. Putting our whore in her favorite position on all fours, Pasha and Andrey positioned themselves in front, and Nina understood everything and began sucking their cocks in turns, sometimes even putting both into her tender mouth at once. And I continued to enjoy her pussy. The pussy was flowing
and from strong excitement opened completely. My tongue began to speed up the pace, after which my wife's body shuddered and a light tremor passed through it—my girl came. After enjoying the guests' cocks, Ninochka asked Andrey to lie on his back; the little whore climbed on top and gently inserted his cock into her dripping hole. Getting used a bit to the big cock, my wife slowly began to ride it up and down+ I saw she was enjoying every cell of her body and, to prolong the pleasure, didn't rush to increase the pace. Andryukha grabbed her beautiful ass and impaled her on his overexcited-from-all-the-evening's-events cock. Pasha and I took glasses and sat in armchairs, watching how this slut impaled herself on the cock. When she had enjoyed as much as she could, Nina began to increase the pace and started jumping on the cock harder and harder. The slut's mouth was open, huge tits flew up and down, she moaned, screamed, and ground her teeth from pleasure, the cock, and the set pace, but after a few moments, a wave of pleasure surged free; the whore trembled, and such a cry of sensuality rang out that it seemed to fill the whole house. But then it was Andrey's turn; he took Nina off his cock and laid her on her back, then