Look at my wife.

I met Sergey online, in a chat. At first, we communicated for quite a long time on Telegram; he was very intrigued by the fact that my wife and I were into group sex. I sent him several quite explicit photos of my Olya, he was delighted with her, we discussed her charms, I told him about our adventures, about how she behaves during sex, about how she interacts with other men. He really wanted to see our home video and kept persuading me to call and meet him in person when he would be in Moscow (Sergey lives in Yekaterinburg).

Our virtual communication continued for a long time and became very

explicit. Finally, one day, he said he would be in Moscow in two days, and we called each other. We agreed to meet at his place, at the apartment he rents here, and that I would definitely bring the video featuring Olya masturbating and having sex with her lovers. Olya was absent that evening, I had a guess where she was, and around six in the evening I arrived at the address Sergey gave me.

He opened the door with a smile. I recognized him immediately from the photo he had sent me.

— Hi! Well, finally! Come in.

— Hi!

We settled into armchairs by a table in the room, on which drinks and snacks were already laid out.

— Glad to see you in real life. Honestly, until the last moment I didn't believe we'd manage to meet. So, how's your wife doing? Is all this for real, what we talked about?

— Of course it's real. She's doing fine, — I smiled.

— Did you bring the video?

— I did.

— Awesome! Well, let's have a drink, and then you'll show me your beauty in action.

— With pleasure.

He was delighted that everything was going as he wanted and got very aroused. We had a little drink, a snack, I inserted the flash drive into the TV. Sitting next to each other in the armchairs, Sergey and I prepared to watch. On the large TV screen appeared a smiling Olga. At first, it was a close-up of her face, then the camera slid lower, over her chest, her legs, then a full shot — my wife was standing in the middle of our living room. She was simply dazzling — thick dark hair gathered into a thick, tight braid, she was dressed in a dark gray suit, a white blouse under the jacket, beige stockings, and high brown stiletto boots.

— Yes, truly a beauty. You have a great wife. What's next?

— Watch for yourself. You'll see everything.

— Who filmed this?

— Her lover filmed the first scene.

— And where is this?

— At our place.

— No way! Wow — your wife's lover filming porn with her at your place!

Olga on the screen slowly turned and, swaying her hips, moved towards the sofa. Sitting on the sofa, she slightly lifted her skirt, so the tops of her stockings and the white garters leading from the belt to the stockings became visible. Now she was sitting, shamelessly spreading her knees, and slowly unbuttoning her jacket, looking straight into the camera.

— Wow! — escaped from Sergey.

— Watch, it'll be interesting, you'll like it.

— I hope so!

Meanwhile, my wife on the screen took off her jacket, she was sitting in the same pose, with a straight back, and stroking herself with her palms on her sides, stomach, and chest, periodically unbuttoning one button on her blouse. Gradually all the buttons were undone, the blouse was pulled out from under the skirt and slightly slipped off her shoulders. Both of us, and Sergey especially, were devouring with our eyes Olya's luxurious tanned shoulders, her large breasts hidden under a beautiful white bra. She continued to stroke her now bare body — neck, shoulders, chest, stomach. Sergey froze in delight.

— How awesome! Do you really enjoy showing her to me?

— I do. I already told you about it. You watch, there's more to come.

Olga was kneading her breasts, reaching into her bra, and finally, took them out one by one. She arched slightly, pulling her shoulders back, letting us enjoy the view. Large, rounded breasts with big, dark brown, erect nipples slightly hung, supported by the edge of the bra.

— Fantastic! What tits your wife has! How I'd love to squeeze them!

Now Olya slightly pushed her pelvis forward, stroked her knees, and ran her palms over her thighs, between her legs, and higher, pulling the skirt up to her waist. She spread her legs even wider, the skirt was completely pulled up, she was stroking herself everywhere — on her thighs between her legs, on her pubis, stomach, hips, playing with her breasts, squeezing and twisting her nipples. She half-closed her eyes and glanced at herself, then at the camera. It was clear she was gradually getting aroused. Sergey couldn't take his eyes off the screen.

— Oh, what a beauty! What a hot piece you have! My dick is hard as a rock! Do you mind if I jerk off to her?

— Of course not, I'm glad she excites you so much.

— Do you get aroused from me watching your wife and jerking off?

— Very much. I really like it.

— And do you like it when someone gropes her tits in front of you?

— I do. I love watching her being groped. She loves it herself.

— With what pleasure I would grope her now: everywhere. I'd give pleasure to both myself and her.

Meanwhile, on the screen, events were developing. Olga stood up from the sofa, unzipped the skirt at the back, the skirt slid down to her boots. My wife stepped over the skirt, stood for a while posing in front of the camera in beautiful white lingerie. Through the thin lace panties, the dark pubic hair was clearly visible. Then she began slowly pulling down her panties. Finally, lowering them to her knees, they slid down on their own, over the stockings, over the boots; the only lingerie left on Olga was the garter belt supporting the stockings and the bra, from which her full, appetizing breasts hung out, tanned like all her beautiful body.

After standing like that in front of the camera for a bit, she spread her legs wide and again, this time standing, began stroking herself all over, from her knees to her neck, slightly squatting, spreading her knees and arching. My beauty was caressing herself everywhere — stroking her thighs, covered by stockings, then higher, her bare thighs, stomach, lifting her breasts, teasing her nipples, then descending again to her hairy pubis and caressing herself with her fingers between her legs. She turned her back to the camera, demonstrating her gorgeous ass, again spread her legs wide, bent over strongly, and, squatting a little, spread her buttocks wide apart with her hands. The camera showed a close-up of her ass, then an even closer shot of her large hairy labia, the pink and wet small lips peeking out between them, and the dark hole of her anus. Sergey broke the silence:

— Now that's a striptease! No whore has ever shown me that! Wow, I couldn't even imagine there were such luxurious married sluts! Is this really your wife?

— Of course it is.

— Great holes! How she shows them! You can see right away she really wants to get fucked in those holes. What a pussy! I adore the hairy, soft pussy of a married woman around thirty. Just what's needed. And her asshole seems to be a working hole too.

I saw that Sergey had already unzipped his jeans, pulled his dick and balls out of his underwear, and was slowly jerking it off. He had a very large dick with a huge purple head and big hairy balls. I couldn't help but stare at his dick, indeed sticking out like a pole, at the smooth, unhurried movements of his hand, now hiding, now revealing the blood-engorged head. Sergey was getting more and more aroused.

— Listen, this is so cool, just like we fantasized in our correspondence. Remember, I wanted to watch your homemade porn sexpornotales.cc, jerk off, and discuss your wife's charms with you?

— Of course I remember, I wanted it myself so much.

— Awesome, your wife is showing off the goods like a born slut. And with such pleasure, a real exhibitionist. What a luxurious whore! I hope I still get to grope those thighs, those tits. I want to kiss her mouth, knead her tits, squeeze her nipples, stick my fingers in her holes. Do you like that your wife evokes such desires in me?

— I like it very much. My own dick is hard already.

— So what are you waiting for? Let's jerk off to your wife together.

— With pleasure.

The film continued. Olga turned to face the camera again, squatted down, spreading her knees wide, and leaned back, supporting herself on one hand. With the fingers of her other hand, she spread her labia and slowly rubbed her clit. The camera showed a close-up of her pussy. Around it — curly black pubic hair on the mound and large lips, between them very wet dark pink small lips and a middle finger with a long red nail moving over the clitoris, gradually dipping into the vagina and reappearing. It was an incredible sight. I also took out my dick and jerked off next to Sergey, looking at my wife shamelessly masturbating in front of the camera.

— Do you like her pussy? — I asked.

— Like is an understatement! What she's doing! You can see how much she enjoys rubbing her clit!

Olga on the screen was already very aroused, she was moving her pelvis in rhythm with the movements of her hand, and her loud moans were clearly audible. Sergey said:

— Yeah, it's not just you and I who love to masturbate. Do you jerk off often yourself?

— Constantly. Every day, and sometimes several times a day. I really love jerking off and watching if someone fucks her. And also, when she goes on a date and I know she's fucking there, I jerk off constantly, several times in a row during the evening or night.

— And your wife?

— Her too. She loves to masturbate. Every day, when she doesn't have enough sex, she does it. And sometimes, she told me, especially in summer, if she's idle all day, she can masturbate from morning till evening with short breaks.

— You have a great little wife, not only a slut, fucking everyone, but also a masturbator. Listen, here's what I want, let me set up a camera, and we'll also film our little party? I constantly film myself when I jerk off.

— Let's do it.

— We just need to move the armchairs a bit so both we and what your wife is doing on the TV are visible.

We moved the armchairs, Sergey put a camera on the dresser, and aimed it so everything was clearly visible. We were jerking off again, this time in front of the camera. Olga was now half-lying on the sofa again, her legs were raised, bent at the knees and spread wide. In her hands was a small golden vibrator, she ran its head over her nipples, around them, then between her legs, lightly pressing between her lips and on her asshole.

— Oh, your wife is a great slut. How I'd love to knead her tits while she masturbates. I love watching a girl masturbate and groping her. I was jerking off harder now, listening to Sergey and looking at my wife. My clothes were bothering me, I pulled my T-shirt over my head and took off my jeans along with my underwear.

This excited me even more — sitting naked in front of Sergey and masturbating while he jerks off, looking at my shamelessly undressed wife, especially since all this was being recorded on video.

— Do you like that your wife is a slut? Has she done this in front of many?

— I like it very much. She loves to masturbate in front of men. We have several recordings where her lovers filmed her like that. There's more on this video too.

— Damn! So they have this video too. I bet they watch it and jerk off if they're not fucking your slut. And they probably show your whore to their friends.

— That's so good, I get so turned on by that!

— And you, I see, prefer jerking off more than actually fucking a woman?

— Yes, I love jerking off.

— How convenient for both of you — the wife is a slut, and the husband is a masturbator.

My Olya, with drawn-out moans, was fucking herself with the vibrator, plunging it deeper into her vagina. An amazing sight! She tried to spread her legs as wide as possible and present her pussy to the camera filming her, to show everything as best as possible. Suddenly she lifted herself off the sofa, took the vibrator out of her pussy and, smoothly but quickly, inserted it into her ass. She pressed the vibrator against the sofa and sat on it, driving it all the way into her rectum. Her pelvis moved up and down, with her fingers she rubbed her clit. Olya was moaning very loudly, writhing her whole body, it seemed she was about to cum.

— Wow! She seems to really love it in the ass too! What an awesome body your slut has! Tits, thighs, ass, everything just begs to be in my hands! Her pussy is just magical — meaty, hairy. I love fucking married prostitutes over thirty the most, like your Olya, uninhibited sluts. And has she had many men?

— Well, the ones I know about — about forty. Maybe she didn't tell me about all of them.

— And how many have fucked her in your presence?

— Nine.

— And have you seen her with two?

— No. I really want to see how two or three fuck her. She's been fucked by two, but without me, she told me.

We saw that Olga, reaching her hand to the side, took a thick and long latex dildo from the table. Without stopping the movement of her pelvis, with the vibrator in her ass, she began licking and sucking it, exactly as if it were real. After a couple of minutes, she inserted it into her vagina and began bouncing even more vigorously. Both her holes were filled, she moved faster and faster, teased her nipples, and literally screamed with pleasure. I was jerking off and glancing at Sergey, who was glued to the screen but didn't speed up his movements, trying to prolong the pleasure and not cum too soon. Finally, my wife began to howl and scream loudly, and her body shook with an orgasm. At first, there were quick, small tremors, which then turned into powerful convulsions. Olya came for a long time and hard. The bra straps fell off her shoulders, her breasts bounced, the stockings on her legs became crooked, her legs in the boots twitched.

It was magnificent.

— Simply fantastic. How she cums! She's just made for fucking.

Great film! What's next? There's more.

— Of course there is, keep watching.

— I see, you really get off when your wife is with another man.

— I love it.

— Do you like it when they fuck and see you jer