Young Wife. Erotica. Юрий Буреве

at her with a sad look and added.

      – These are your panties, I bought them for you myself.

      – Vlad, forgive me, please, forgive me. It happened that way, I don't want to talk about it anymore, I don't want to lose you, you're so nice.

      He remained silent. He really didn't want to lose such a beautiful wife.

      – If you want, I will allow you to cheat on me.

      He remained silent.

      – If you want, with my best friend.

      He remained silent.

      – We'll talk tomorrow, today I want to fuck you wherever I want, and as much as I want.

      – Punish me.

      By morning she fell asleep. When she woke up, Vlad was not there. Her crotch ached, and she still seemed to feel his hard cock inside her.

      She didn't know whether he had left her or not. She went to work in thought, not understanding what was the best thing to do and how to solve this.

      After talking with her partner, she calmed down a little and sent a message asking Vlad to forgive her.

      – I'll go home with you this evening. I already reconciled my friend with her husband this way.

      – Do you have nice underwear?

      – It won't be needed. Let's go to work.

      The shift ended late at night, and they went home together, but when they got home, Natasha went to bed in the living room , sending her friend to the bedroom.

      Everything worked like clockwork. Five minutes later, groans and quiet conversations could be heard from there.

      Vlad did not immediately understand that this was not his bride, but another one, whom he had never seen, and he realized this when he decided to enter her from behind, from the side, which caused him to experience feelings that he had not experienced with Natasha before, he felt her elastic buttocks and breasts, but they were not very different. But the main thing was that the vagina was very mobile, a pneumatic cuff that sometimes presses, sometimes relaxes, he felt as if she was giving a blowjob with her vagina.

      Natalya heard the bed creaking and, lying down, caressed herself, scolding and remembering at the same time her sex with the owner of the wedding salon and why she didn’t manage to wash her panties, soaked in the smell of sperm, right away when she got home.

      An hour later, when everything had calmed down, she came into the bedroom, leaned against his penis and sniffed until she came, masturbating herself. She went to bed on the other side of her friend, and when Vlad woke up in the morning, he understood what had happened, and simultaneously began to massage the perineums of Natasha and her friend, who was lying on the other side, with the fingers of both hands.

      They moaned in sync, but the bride's friend was either overacting or she really felt good, Vlad didn't know, but he didn't care either.

      When she started to bend over really badly, he bent her over, stood her up and fucked her hard for the next half hour until his frenulum on his cock started to hurt so much that he started to whine, which made his daughter-in-law think he was feeling extremely good, but he just didn't want to stop.

      A day later, Vlad and Natasha were fucking alone, without a friend, and their sex was so strong, deep, sensual and long that Natasha couldn’t get enough of these panties, which she wiped her crotch with.

      Natasha learned to cook several new dishes, soon everything was forgotten. They were preparing for a wedding, or rather, for a restaurant wedding, after the registration, because all the other events were standard, the choice of dishes and drinks for the table, the choice of the restaurant itself and the number of seats were different.

      – How do you like my dress? – the bride asked the groom when she got dressed at home, but at that moment her husband returned from work.

      – You are beautiful.

      – Hug me.

      Vlad, who had experienced several emotional moments at work, was emotionally angry, but it was on these days that he could have sex for hours, his pressure was a reflection of his inner world, and today it was ready for many hours of sex.

      He threw his clothes off onto the floor, lifted the hem of Natalia's wedding dress and stuck in his penis, which had been half-erect from anger all day, and now he found the source of moisture, warmth, where he was now heading, and, having tried, entered on the first try.

      She shuddered and played along a little, that it was good for her, but it turned her on even more, and now she felt his cock in her wet womb, pulsating, intensely.

      She remembered the man, the owner of the salon, but although his penis was smaller than her fiancé's, he acted skillfully. She closed her eyes and began to remember in detail that trip to the salon, and imagined that it was he who was fucking her, and began to moan more and more.

      – Yes, yes…

      She looked in the mirror and saw what probably thousands of couples had seen before her when they fucked in front of the mirror. But they had to turn sideways a little so they could see Vlad's cock, which disappeared into her ass like a magician hides a rabbit in a hat and then takes it out again, when his long cock came out again, raising many questions about how it could fit there at all without piercing Natalia's belly. He was in a good mood today and could not stop, he did not feel that he had already finished once, and continued to copulate with her like an animal during the mating season in the spring.

      Vlad, when he finished the second time, decided to interrupt the intercourse and went to the kitchen to drink mineral water from the refrigerator. Natalia continued to stand in a bent position for some time, then straightened up and carefully went to the bathroom and wiped her crotch again with the same panties she had used in the store and threw it in the washing machine along with her fiancé's things.

      On the wedding day it was raining in the morning, but by lunchtime the sky had cleared up so much that it was a bit hot in suits, and the ladies who came to the ceremony were mostly in dresses, which allowed them to have freshness in the crotch and be ready at all times.

      – Here.

      – Which?

      – This.

      – Thank you.

      Natalia took the keys from the administrator of the restaurant where she worked and led him to the roof.

      The place was quite open, but after looking around, she chose a place next to a ventilation pipe where she could stand up and hold on with her hands.

      There was nothing else to do in this situation except have sex, bending over, holding on to the restaurant ventilation pipe with your hands, lifting the hem of your wedding dress.

      Only a few people with good eyesight could see this copulation on the roof of the restaurant, although most people mistook these silhouettes for workers laying thermal wool into the casing of the pipe.

      When Vlad finished, Natalya did not rub her crotch with anything this time, she thought there was no need. True, she wiped it with her hands, collected the sperm squeezed out of her vagina in her palm and licked it with her tongue, looking into her husband's eyes.

      They became husband and wife.

      Chapter 3. Window

      – It's chilly today, dress warmer.

      – It's fine, honey, I won't freeze, it's just plus fifteen.

      They decided to spend their honeymoon at a holiday resort in a neighboring region, in a picturesque place, in a wooded area with many lakes. The house they rented was equipped with all the amenities, except for air conditioning, which was not needed here, because even in the hottest weather the temperature here did not rise above twenty-five degrees, ideal conditions for accumulating strength.

      – Yes, take the jacket.

      – Okay, honey, thank you for caring, I was worried.

      – Just not that one, the front one, the other one, you can