The search for something new and the desire to try what you were once afraid of, sooner or later lead to certain results. Bored by the monotony of routine family life, Diana and I set out on the path of lust and debauchery. Having been legally married for 23 years and having raised two offspring, we didn’t even think all this time that we could do such a thing. Diana didn’t look like she was 41. Both in face and appearance, she was a cheerful girl with size three breasts and a toned, slender figure. At her age, Diana could give a head start to a twenty-year-old student and dressed along with the youth, following the fashion. Her sometimes revealing outfits in the form of transparent blouses and micro-skirts, which just covered her ass, caused uncomprehending glances from her peers and devouring glances from males of the opposite sex. Sex has always been present in our lives: my wife even walked to the left for several years, and with more than one lover. I, in turn, was not an angel either, and I also took mistresses. But even so, we all forgave each other, stayed together, and now, at this stage of our life together, after long discussions and weighing all the pros and cons, we decided to join a topic known to both of us. The basis of puppeteering lies on the wife’s betrayal in the presence of her husband, when his wife is fucked in front of him, and the husband himself cannot perform sexual intercourse with her. We decided to try it. We found a short ad on the Internet: “I’ll raise your husband to be a doll.” Roman. Tel. 8-000-000-00-00. After calling, we agreed to meet at a local restaurant, where Roman himself would book a table and pay for the entire order.
โ At least go to a restaurant with someone in 40 years.
At the appointed time, we entered the restaurant, and the waiter escorted us to a table where Roman was sitting. We greeted each other. Roman kissed my wife’s hand and helped her sit down. During lunch, having put everything in its place, we had a nice conversation.
โ In general, I am a psychologist by profession, and this helps a lot in some aspects. I can see from your behavior, Alexey, that you are ready to embark on this path, but Dianochka is a little tight: she needs to relax a little and be more confident.
โ To be honest, I’m a little worried too. And when can we start studying, how much will it cost us and how long will it take?
โ In terms of classes, we are already in the process, but in terms of time, everything depends on you and your perception of the novelty of the sensations. The question is, how will you take the fact that in front of your eyes your wife will be fucked by completely unknown men, not caring if she is hurt or uncomfortable. They will satisfy themselves first, not your wife, and they don’t care if she has an orgasm or not. It will be used as a thing. All you have to do, Diana, is spread your legs and take the poses that your next partner will require of you. On payment: I won’t charge you anything specifically. It will be enough for me that in the process of raising such a beautiful woman, she pays off with her body.
There was a pause in the air. Diana and I exchanged glances, and she asked a question.:
“So you’re saying that I should sleep with you?”
โ That’s exactly what I want to say.
“Where and when?” I’m ready.
โ It’s a little later. Now we’ll start with something else. Dessert will be served any minute. Take off your skirt and put it next to you.
“Why?”
โ This is the introductory part. Do as I tell you.
Diana stood up, unbuttoned her skirt and, shuffling her feet, took it off and put it next to her.
“You’re wearing stockings with a belt.” Fine. Don’t sit down. Take off your underpants too and put them on the table.
His wife obeyed. Taking off her pink guipure panties, she crumpled them up, put them on the table and sat down, pursing her lips. The waiter brought dessert a few minutes later and, putting it on the table, stared intently at my wife’s clean-shaven crotch. Diana, pursing her lips, felt awkward, but Roman’s gaze made her, as if on cue, sit down in the depths of the sofa, leaning back and slightly spreading her legs apart, to show the waiter her labia. Clearing his throat slightly, the waiter wished him a pleasant appetite and left.
โ Diana, you’re just a smart girl. Right now your target is that lonely man in front of you. There are no tablecloths on the tables, and your pussy is in the palm of your hand. But while he doesn’t notice her, do everything so that he sees you.
Several minutes of actions to attract the object were unsuccessful: the man continued to look away or at the plate. After thinking for a while, Diana got up from her seat, walked past him with a graceful gait, clicking her heels towards the bar, where several other men were sitting. It was impossible not to notice this. A couple of lovers looked up from their conversation, and the girl turned around and stared intently at my wife, watching every step. The two men stared as a woman approached them, flashing her shaved cunt, and the man who had been eating calmly, dropping his fork, peered at my wife’s retreating ass. Diana reached the counter, placed an order, and walked slowly back. Passing by a lone man, she stopped and, bending down without squatting, as if to adjust the strap on her shoe, showed him all her charm of the opened labia. After doing this feint, she returned to her seat and sat down with her legs wide apart. The man’s gaze immediately went under the table. The wife, continuing the game, ran her finger between her labia several times and, licking her lips, leaned forward slightly, thrusting two fingers into herself.
โ Juicy slut, let’s masturbate. Attract the males. You can place bets on who will be the first to suggest that you go to the local toilet.
The wife continued to play with her clitoris, spreading her legs as far as the sofa and her stretching allowed. The subject of seduction sat rooted to the spot, with his mouth open, watching a live porn video. A few minutes later, the two men who had been staring at my wife at the bar sat down on either side of the sofa.
โ Good afternoon. May I meet you?
The men introduced themselves as Victor and Stanislav. The wife moved her legs together, sat back down in the depths of the sofa and, crossing her legs, picked up a cocktail from the table. Brief inquiries about what was happening added confidence to these two, and they received an offer.:
“We’re taking her away for a couple of hours. How much will it cost us?
โ Her husband and I will go with her, and this is out of the question.
โ A. Well, everything is clear. Good. If my husband wants to watch, then please, we don’t mind.
Roman, having announced the amount of how much my wife would cost them, paid for the order with a large tip and, picking up Diana’s skirt, went to the exit. The wife, not at all embarrassed, walked past the lonely man and, winking at him, went outside. They reached the parking lot under the gaze of a few passers-by, and Roman offered to drive his car. Roman got behind the wheel, I sat next to him, and my wife sat in the back seat in the middle, between Stanislav and Victor. The car started moving, and we drove through the city.
“Where are we going?”
“There’s an abandoned construction site nearby.
Getting carried away on the road and thinking that nothing would happen to my wife from behind to the place where we were going, I looked out the window. After a while, the wife gasped and squeaked loudly.
โ Well, can you wait a bit? Inconvenient.
Turning around, I first noticed my wife’s foot in a black stocking, already without shoes. She lifted her foot and rested her toe against the headrest of the driver’s seat, and the reinforced toe of the stocking slipped sexually to one side. Turning around further, I watched as Victor impaled Diana’s head with his mouth on his cock, and Stas fucked her vagina with his fingers, roughly shoving four fingers there. My wife moaned loudly from the discomfort of the pose, impaling her mouth on Victor’s cock, and Stas, ignoring my wife’s moans and squeals, tried to stick his dick into her. As soon as the car turned into the construction site and stopped, Diana was dragged out of the car without shoes. Tearing off her blouse along with her bra, Stas bent her over with cancer and, grabbing her by the hair, roughly entered her. Diana, holding onto the trunk of the car and spreading her legs wide, stood up on her toes. Her loud moan pierced the silence of the abandoned construction site, and Victor, coming up from the side, took her head and poked her face into his cock. Opening her mouth, Diana, wrapping her lips around the head, swallowed Victor’s cock up to the balls and began to move her head, sucking and licking the excited organ. I stood on the side and watched as two men fucked my wife, mercilessly kneading her tits and slapping her ass. Diana, squealing from the endless pawing of her body, sucked hard and, trying to get into a comfortable position, put one foot on the rear wheel of the car. Roman approached the trio from the right with a businesslike air and, looking at Stas, suggested:
โ Let’s work it out in three fucking hours.
โ We can try. Only I fuck her in the ass, Victor fucks her in the pussy, and you give it to her in the mouth.
He looked around.
“But where?” It’s not the right place.
โ Let’s go over there, on the grass, it will be more convenient there. I’ll put the bedspread on now.
Roman pulled a blanket out of the trunk and spread it on the grass, nodding his head. His wife was led to the marriage bed, and Stas, sitting on the bedspread, turned Diana around and pulled her down, sitting her anus on his penis. The wife, not realizing that now she was going to be fucked in all holes at the same time, squatted down, attached Stas’s cock to her pussy and started to descend on him, but Stas, pulling her off his penis, directed her where she needed to, and, pressing his hands on her sides, tried to impale her.
โ No, no, no, dear, that hole is for Vitya, and I’m going to stab you in the ass.
“How?” No, don’t, I don’t want to fuck you.
“Is she a virgin for anal sex?” Moreover, it is necessary to develop. Have a seat, madam.
She had no choice: Stas’s cock was already halfway into her anus and continued to sink under my wife’s protests. When he reached full immersion, he took her by the hair and pulled her down, urging her to lie on top of him.
โ Spread your legs wider and give the second partner access to your pussy. Haven’t you been fucked like that yet?
- no.
โ Well, then, happy debut to you, madam. Victor, it’s your turn. Don’t you see, the lady is waiting.