A debt is honored by its repayment.
It was Friday evening, I was sitting at home, waiting for my wife to return from work. I'm forty-two, tall, with an athletic build. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
-"Strange, did she forget her keys?" I thought, getting up from the sofa.
-Well, hello, Seryozha! On the doorstep stood Elena, my wife's friend. A tall, red-haired minx with a slender figure, beautiful legs, a round ass, and large, silicone tits.
She stood on the threshold of our apartment in a rather provocative outfit. A short, outrageously short skirt that covered her ass purely symbolically. A short windbreaker, after all, it's mid-April.
On her feet were high-heeled shoes, and on her shoulder, a purse dangled coquettishly, like a large wallet.-Hello! What do I owe the pleasure? I replied to Lena, letting her into the apartment.
-You don't owe anything, but your little wife owes a large sum of money, which you will now work off. In a haughty tone, said the wife's friend.
-I don't understand... I protested, but I wasn't allowed to finish.
-What's there not to understand! Your little Svetochka borrowed money from me and couldn't pay it back. On time. And the condition was you. That is, if she doesn't pay me back, then I sleep with you. Got it now?! Lena looked at me with the gaze of a boa constrictor.
-What money? For what? And why am I not aware? In shock, I showered Lena with questions.
-You can sort that out later with your better half. Go take a shower, wash your junk, and get to work! Already in a commanding tone, said my wife's friend.
— And if I refuse to sleep with you? I asked, feeling like a prostitute, and a cheap one at that.
-You can refuse, but then, I just need to make one call and your beloved will be passed around. So, choose: either you fuck me and everyone's happy, or your wife will be fucked like a whore. It's up to you. Lena said haughtily, dropping her windbreaker on the floor.
-But she's your friend! I said, surprised by Lena's calculating behavior. She stood before me topless, in stockings and a skirt. Her large, silicone balls attracted my gaze, making something stir inside me, despite the situation.
-When it comes to big money, friendship and other sentimentalities take a back seat. I see you're already ready. Go take a shower, and I'll have a smoke in the meantime. She walked to the kitchen with a swaying, hip-swaying gait, wiggling her ass.
-Okay, I agree! I said, watching her with my eyes. My cock was ready for work.
-Good boy! Don't keep me waiting! Oh, by the way, this was your wife's idea, for you to work off her debt. Said Lena, looking into my eyes. After that, she disappeared into the kitchen.
I quickly took a shower, washed my equipment. I came out of the bathroom naked. What's the point of getting dressed if we're going to engage in debauchery.
-Handsome! And you're good! Elena drawled, sitting in the kitchen and smoking thin cigarettes. She sat like men sit, with her legs spread wide. I could see her black panties.
-I try! I replied through gritted teeth. My cock stood up again, slapping my stomach with a loud smack.
-Yes, I see, he's happy to see me. She got up and headed towards me. Coming close, Lena threw her leg over my shoulder, standing in a vertical split.
-Yes, I see you're no slouch either. I said sarcastically.
-You bet! But enough talking, get to work! In a haughty voice, said Elena. With quick steps, she returned to the kitchen, but before sitting on the chair, with one sharp jerk, she pulled off her skirt along with her panties.
-A girl needs to be aroused first! So go ahead, lick! Pointing her finger at her pussy.
-Lick?! The conversation was about fucking. I protested.
-Sweetie, I dictate the conditions here! So get on your knees and press your tongue to my pussy! Lick it nicely, making me get aroused! Hurry up! She hissed viciously.
-And if I refuse? Raising one eyebrow, I asked.
-I repeat, for the especially stupid! Your little wife is with my people right now. I just need to make one call and she'll have a fun night. If you decide to harm me, she'll have a bad time. If I don't call by noon tomorrow, she'll have fun. So choose: either you get pleasure by giving it to me too, or your wife gets the pleasure and you become a cuckold. It's up to you. She said irritably.
-"Looks like there's no way out, they've got me cornered. Fine, I'll swallow my pride, I'll fuck this bitch, but I'll fuck her good. And how do I know that my wife will be okay in the end? Well, I won't overthink it, I'll fuck this bitch, and then we'll see." I thought to myself.
-Are you going to stand there long?! What have you decided? She looked at me again with a haughty voice. Instead of words, I walked up to her and, getting on my knees, began to lick her pussy. Her labia were plump, her clitoris hung like a large bead. I began greedily sucking her labia, running my tongue along her perineum, catching her clit.
-About time! She drawled in a blissful voice, starting to moan. Her vagina became instantly wet. I wasn't planning to lick her until she came. Waiting a couple of minutes for her to relax, I abruptly stood up to my full height, grabbed her thighs, and drove my cock in, balls deep.
-Oh yes! Fuck me, handsome, yes! She screamed. I began to pound this bitch's vagina hard. Her silicone buffers were thrown in different directions in time with my thrusts. Holding her by the hips, I could only look at her tits.
-Let me get on all fours! She screamed through the bliss. Leaning on the dining table, she spread her legs, inviting me to enter from behind. I drove my cock in, continuing to pound her sweet pussy.
-Yes! Like that! Take my tits! She shouted. Grabbing her breasts, I began to knead them, squeezing them forcefully in my palms, teasing and pinching her nipples.
-Oh fuck!!! I'm coming!!! Yes, yes, yes a a!!! She screamed, and her vagina flowed. I, however, had no intention of coming. This bitch had pissed me off. I decided to fuck her to death. She was light, so it wasn't hard for me to pick her up.
I pressed her back against the wall, supporting her under her buttocks, and continued to fuck this rich little whore. She pressed her silicone tits against me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and hugged my waist with her thighs. Like a little monkey, she hung on me, impaling herself on my shaft.
-What, you like my cock, bitch?! I snarled through gritted teeth, continuing to fuck her.
-Very much! Fuck me! Fuck! Just as viciously, she replied, looking into my eyes. Then a drawn-out cry sounded, and she came again.
A little tired, without letting her out of my arms, I carried her to the bedroom, throwing her on the bed. I lay on top of her, starting to caress, kiss, knead her silicone tits. She purred softly, moaned, writhing beneath me and caressing me, stroking my back and buttocks.
With a deafening cry, she announced to all the neighbors about my next penetration.
Leaning on my elbows, I drove my rod into her, starting to move my hips rhythmically. Lena wrapped her legs around my waist, and her hands caressed my back.
-Come on, darling, fuck me! More! More! She egged me on. I hadn't been able to come for over an hour. Lena started playing with my nipples. Lightly touching them with her fingers, then squeezing, then twisting them in her hands. My body began to respond to these caresses, bringing me closer to orgasm.
I hadn't suspected before that my nipples were so sensitive. Lena tensed her vaginal muscles, which made it harder for me to thrust and intensified my sensations.
-Come on, darling, come, just not inside me. She whispered, continuing to caress my nipples and enjoying the intercourse. It didn't take half an hour before a wave of orgasm washed over me. I closed my eyes in bliss and prepared for the eruption. At the last moment, feeling the sperm moving up the shaft of my cock, I pulled it out, drenching Lena's pubic area and stomach.
-You really are good! I rarely come..., and twice at that. Need to smoke. She drawled contentedly, getting up from the bed.
-It's me. No, everything's fine. Sveta was right. Her man is quite the fucker. Bring her here. And on the way, get some wine, I'm really thirsty! I'm waiting! When I went to the kitchen, Lena had already finished the conversation and put the phone aside. She was sitting on the same chair, sipping a thin cigarette. Her body was covered in my hickeys, traces of caresses, and sperm. She looked more than satisfied.
-Eat a lemon, your face is too pleased. She said to me. I was also satisfied, but I wanted to continue. My cock was already standing at attention.
-I don't like lemons. But I love fucking whores like you! I replied, moving closer to her.
-I noticed, but let's wait for your wife. Looking up at me, she said, playing with my penis.
-Like it? Maybe you'll suck it? I suggested playfully, raising one eyebrow.
-Hey, no, not today! Today, you're only allowed to fuck me with it. Svetochka will suck you off. Remember the saying? Sveta, the star of blowjobs. So let's see what kind of star she is for you. Continuing to play with my erect shaft, Lena said.
It didn't take half an hour before the sound of the door opening was heard. We went out into the hallway. My Sveta and two huge bodyguards in business suits entered the apartment.
-Boys, Svetochka, come in, make yourselves at home. Taking the wine from one of the guards.
-What... Sveta tried to say something, but Lena interrupted her.
-All the talk and sorting things out, later. Now, we need to work off the debt. In a commanding, brooking-no-argument tone, Lena said. She had two heavy arguments in the form of bodyguards, whom I probably couldn't have handled, despite my athletic build.
-What do you want? The deal was different! Sveta still asked, but not me, as she had wanted earlier, but her friend.
-I want to watch you fuck. You'll fuck your wife, and I'll watch. Taking a swig of wine straight from the bottle, Lena said.
-What?! I didn't agree to that! Sveta protested.
-Svetochka, I make the rules here! And I want to see how he fucks you at night! Or should I ask the guys to help you?! Lena snarled viciously.
-Darling, let's not argue. I joined the conversation.
-That's right, listen to your husband. He's a good one. Already mockingly, Lena said, stroking my chest. Then, she went into the living room and sat down on the sofa.
-You'll fuck on the sofa. Boys, be in the kitchen. If I need you, I'll call. Taking another drink of wine, Lena said. My wife and I went into the living room and, accepting the hopelessness of the situation, simply decided to go with the flow—after all, they weren't going to kill us, and having sex in front of witnesses... We had wanted to try something new in sex with Sveta for a long time, so why not.
Sveta wrapped her arms around my neck and began to kiss me. I, in turn, began to undress her, returning the kiss. Soon, we were both naked. I began to caress my wife's familiar, large, natural breasts. Squeezing her tits in my palms, kissing, licking her nipples. She began to moan sweetly. We even started to forget about her friend, but in vain.
-I want to see you suck him off! Elena reminded us of her presence. Pretending she wasn't there, Sveta nevertheless began to fulfill that bitch's demand. Sveta, kissing my body, slowly descended lower.
Getting on her knees, she began to play with the head of my penis. Grasping the firm flesh with her hands, her mouth began to gently caress my scrotum. I silently watched as my wife caressed me, enjoying the process. After a few deep licks of my balls, Sveta returned to the flesh of my phallus. Again, the head was gently enveloped by her lips.
Sveta's hands rested on my buttocks. She began to move my pelvis, regulating the depth of penetration. Taking her rhythm, I began to slowly fuck my wife's mouth. We hadn't done this before.
-Wow! How magnificent this looks! A voice came from the armchair. I placed my hand on my wife's head, continuing to fuck. Rising from her knees, Sveta smiled and kissed me. At the same time, she was masturbating my cock. Turning her back to the sofa, she pushed me. I sat on the sofa. Turning her ass towards me, she straddled my cock.
-You wanted a show? So here you go! Sveta said, addressing her friend. Sveta really sat in such a way that Lena could see everything in the smallest detail. Taking a furious rhythm, Svetochka arranged a wild ride on my mustang.
-Oh yes! Beautiful! Go girl, ride, ride! Great! Enthusiastic exclamations came from the armchair. I supported my wife under her ass, helping her move. At the same time, I kissed her back.
-Change positions! Came a demand from the audience. I was surprised at how agile and flexible my wife was. Without getting off my cock, she turned to face me, continuing to bounce on the cock.
-I can't see! Elena's indignant voice. Sveta, without thinking twice, leaned back. I barely managed to catch her hands. We had never had such passionate and wild sex with my wife before. Maintaining the rhythm Sveta had set, I continued to fuck her. My beloved wife's hanging breasts swung in time with the thrusts. This aroused me even more.
Soon, she began to tire. I laid Sveta on the sofa, throwing her legs over my shoulders. I entered her sharply, all the way to the hilt. I noticed that her friend appreciated that. What did Sveta say? We're putting on a show, so then... I began to pound my beloved wife with sharp, powerful thrusts.
She moaned loudly, which also hadn't happened before. This spurred me on even more. I began to speed up, mercilessly fucking my wife. While fucking, I kissed and licked my beloved wife's toes.
I began to feel her vagina contracting more and more frequently. A few minutes later and Sveta started to come. I had no intention of stopping, only getting more into the excitement. When she came for the third or fourth time, she began to push me away, unable to withstand the hurricane of orgasms washing over her.
-Fuck me! Lena shouted loudly, seeing what my wife was doing. Looking at Sveta and getting her silent consent, I got up from the sofa