| Egypt.Our story in issue 2025<br>Finally, it was October! And that meant that my beautiful wife Masha and I were going on holiday abroad for the first time. We had only been to our Black Sea resort a couple of times before. I can't say anything bad about our resort, but I wanted something else, more distant and unexplored. Where exactly to go to decide for a long time did not have to decide, as we have long dreamed to visit the eastern fairy tale - Egypt! After reading hundreds of reviews on different sites we chose the hotel "Jungle" built in 2009. Besides the fact that the hotel was brand new and fresh, it also had the main feature - the best water park in Hurghada. Having collected all our things we called a taxi and at three o'clock in the morning we were already at Domodedovo airport. The flight went normally, without any incidents. It was our first trip by plane. From Hurghada airport we were taken to the hotel by the tour operator's bus. Entering the main building of the hotel, where the reception was located, we were simply enchanted. It was a real palace! Before we had time to remember, a young Arab boy ran up to us and said in broken Russian that we needed to check in, and then he would help us carry our things to the room. Having read in the reviews that at the reception it is desirable to give 20 quid to get a room in a good place, I did so. The Arab at reception smiled and gave us an electronic room key with the words "this one is the best!". The room was labelled 2025. I already knew from reviews that rooms starting with "2" were in a convenient location. The Arab boy took our bags and went to show us where our room was. Coming out of the main building into the inner territory of the hotel, Masha and I were absolutely delighted - it was a real paradise on earth! The hotel consisted exclusively of bungalows covered with straw. But the main thing everywhere were swimming pools, some so big that they even had islands with palm trees and bridges to the "big land". In the background we could see a huge water park with dozens of different slides! Our room turned out to be not far from it. The boy asked me for my electronic key. He opened the front door with it and we entered the bungalow. It was absolutely gorgeous! I couldn't imagine anything better. The main thing I liked was that at the far end of the room the wall was almost entirely glass with a sliding door, and behind it was an exit to a large pool, which was designed for several more bungalows. After paying the boy a baksheesh of 2 quid, we closed the door and collapsed the two of us onto the bed. Our delight at everything we saw was unrivalled! We started hugging and kissing. I got excited and could not stop myself. And my wife was not against unplanned sex in such a romantic place. I pulled off Masha's tight white breeches that she had worn in the lavatory of the aeroplane. I was so excited and I was so impatient to possess my wife that I did not even take off her thong and bra. In 2-3 minutes everything was over. It was unforgettable sex! On the first day my wife and I went to explore the territory of the hotel, which was just huge. Several restaurants, amphitheatre and the main thing of course water park. In the evening before dinner, a cleaner came to our room. It was the most usual Arab, only higher than those that we have already met in the hotel, height under 180 cm. He looked very young, no more than 20 years old. My wife and I liked him immediately, as his appearance was not repulsive and he was quite good-natured. He said that we could call him Sasha and from now on he would clean our room every day in the afternoon. I was pleased to learn that there are Sashas in Egypt too, as I was called the same name. Although it is clear that they make up their own names, so that we Russians do not break the language, pronouncing their real names. Having asked our permission, he started cleaning. In order not to disturb him, we sat down at the table and began to watch what channels were on TV. After mopping the floor, he started to make the bed where Masha and I had made love before. - Should I change the linen? - The Arab asked and smiled slyly. - Why? It's new," Masha replied incomprehensibly. - There are already stains here," he said, pointing his finger at the centre of the sheet. These were traces of secretions from my wife's vagina, which are usually a lot when she gets excited. Masha blushed in shame and could not say anything. The Arab realised, of course, what had been on that bed only a few hours ago and where the marks could have come from.<br>I didn't immediately find something to say, but I pulled myself together and told him: - "No, Sasha, we don't need to change anything. And we'll make the bed ourselves. - All right, all right, mate! If you need anything, you can always ask me, I'll help you - smiling all over his face, the Arab said in broken Russian and headed with his cleaning material to the exit. - I was so ashamed! He realised that it came out of me..." said Masha, as soon as she heard that the Arab had gone out and closed the door behind him. - And I was embarrassed too... But don't be upset, nothing terrible happened. Don't spoil your mood, we came to have a rest. Masha smiled at me and an hour later, on the way to the restaurant for dinner, the two of us were laughing about it. This situation even excited me a little. It's not every day that an Arab from Africa looks at your wife's intimate secretions. I used to get jealous when strangers looked at my Masha too much, but sometimes it happened and, on the contrary, aroused me. Of course I realise that it's hard not to pay attention to my Masha. In her 23 years she blossomed even better than before the wedding. Blonde long hair, correct, slender body shape, medium, but beautiful, firm breasts, firm ass... And a very beautiful face, as from the cover of an expensive glossy magazine. The next day we went to conquer the water park. Emotions were over the edge! The slides were awesome! Each slide was served by an Arab guy-instructor. He told us how to sit on the circle, how to hold on and go. But in addition, many of them, as if by the way, allowed themselves to put their hands on the waist of pretty girls, whom they helped to sit in the circle. Well, to say that they were looking upside down every passing by them beautiful girl in a swimming costume, and it is not worth talking about. Some of the girls even liked it. But since on all the slides Masha rode only with me, the Arabs did not allow themselves anything like that. The next day after breakfast we went to the sea. There were not many corals, but still we liked the sea very much. I noticed that there were a lot of Germans of retirement age on the beach, the male part of whom were not without interest looking at the sexy figure of my wife. After lunch Masha and I decided to go to the water park. Coming off the next slide I decided to take a break and stayed down under one of the umbrellas on the sunbed No sooner had she moved away from me for 20 metres, I saw how two Arabs who had passed her turned around and began to look at the ass of my wife, which was covered only by bathing panties. From the look on their faces, they obviously liked her ass very much. They must have imagined her completely naked... A strong jealousy started to play in me. But it was replaced by excitement that my wife's ass is very sexy and desired by others, and especially by Egyptians, unfamiliar to me before, who probably have their own ideas about beauty. Meanwhile, Masha, not suspecting that her ass was being glared at by two Arabs she didn't know, started climbing the stairs to the top floor of the water park. Upstairs at that moment there was almost no one from the people and all the slides were free. Though the distance to Masha was decent, nevertheless I could see and hear well that all Arab guys started to call her to their slide as if their salary depended on it. Masha stood in confusion until an Arab guy about 25 years old, tall and athletic, came up to her. He took her hand and said something to her. Masha smiled. It was probably some kind of compliment they showered on every beautiful free girl. Leading her to the edge of the slide, he took the circle from her and placed it in front of her. Then he stood behind Masha and put his hands on her waist and gave her a little push forward so that she would step into the circle. But Masha was afraid that the circle lay very close to the edge of the slide, so at his sudden push forward, she spontaneously arched her butt backwards. As the Arab-instructor was standing almost close to her, my wife's butt bumped into his groin, which was covered only by her swimming trunks. From such a strong "touch" Masha must have felt his cock with her ass, because she immediately made a step to the side and froze in confusion. The Arab smiled and gestured to invite her back into the circle, while giving her his hand. Masha smiled at him, but refused his help in the same gesture. She sat down in the circle. Arab put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her forward. In a moment Masha was already downstairs. - What happened down there? - I asked Masha when she got out of the pool and came towards me. - The Arabs are joking, it must be their humour," Masha grinned and blushed. - Yes, humourists... Let's go to the room? - I suggested. - My holiday on the water always makes me sleepy. And now...<br>Let's go to the room, darling, I'm going to lie down for a while. When I entered the room, Masha threw off her wet swimming costume and appeared before me in the nude. I got even more excited, but my wife gave me a "resignation", saying that she was very tired and "everything will be in the evening". She headed for the shower and I stayed in the room more aroused and unsatisfied than ever. A few minutes later, my spouse came out of the shower and lay naked on the bed. In a minute she fell into a deep sleep. In order not to disturb her, I closed the window and went out through the glass sliding door to the pool. Having bathed, I lay down on one of the sun beds and began to sunbathe. My overexcited friend, feeling the hot rays of the Egyptian sun, tried to get out of his swimming trunks. Two girls from the neighbouring bungalow who passed by me noticed it and giggled to themselves and went on. To reduce my excitement I got into the cool pool again. When I reached the opposite edge, I turned to face our bungalow and saw that the neighbouring room was being cleaned by our Arab Sasha. The next room was supposed to be ours. I remembered that we hadn't put a "do not disturb" tag on the front door handle. My naked wife was lying on the bed in the room! I was about to run to the bungalow and warn the Egyptian not to enter our room, but then I had the idea not to do that, but, on the contrary, to give him the opportunity to see her in all her glory. The thought that in a minute my sleeping naked wife would be seen by this Egyptian Arab "knocked me out" and excited me inexpressibly. I got out of the pool, ran into the room and hid in the wardrobe, which was located at the entrance. I immediately opened the wardrobe door a couple of centimetres so that I wouldn't have to creak it later. I could clearly see my wife, who was lying on her stomach with her legs spread apart. Her intimate bud of labia and clitoris was clearly visible between them. It was an amazing sight! It was impossible to contain myself... After a couple of minutes I heard someone using an electronic key to open the front door. The Arab was humming to himself some song in his own language. He closed the door behind him and walked into the room. At that moment his song was cut off halfway through. I heard the Arab say something with a gasp in his own language and froze. It was only after about half a minute that he stirred and took a step back, apparently intending to leave. But there was no next step. My heart was ready to jump out of my chest, and two feelings - jealousy and excitement - were playing in me. Arab Sasha approached my wife and looked around, making sure there was no one else in the room. Standing beside her, he put his right hand in his trousers and began to work his cock with it. He was looking at my sleeping wife so much that he was ready to pounce on her. From the adrenaline and unreal excitement in me, my heart was pounding so hard that I thought I could hear it in the whole room. My cock was so aroused it was ready to rip my swim trunks. With my hand shaking from adrenaline I began to stroke my cock through the fabric of my swimming trunks. At the same time, the Arab lowered his national trousers and pants, letting out his dark-skinned friend, who was no less than 22-24 cm long! My size, of course, was more modest... The Arab carefully stood with one knee on the bed. With one hand he began to imitate the stroking of my Masha's naked ass, passing his hand over it at a distance of only a couple of centimetres. With his other hand he began to work his stake even harder. Losing control over himself Arab Sasha decided to touch my wife's intimate parts. With his index finger he lightly touched Masha's labia, and then he passed it all the way to her clitoris. Who would have thought - some Egyptian touches my wife's intimate parts, and she does not even know anything about it... But it was not enough for him, he knelt between my wife's legs, and then bent over her, leaning with one hand on the bed. With his other hand he took his cock and ran the head of it over Masha's labia and clitoris. I was afraid he was going to stick it in her pussy. But at that moment Masha, without waking up, turned her head the other way and said something like "ooo-um". The Arab froze and pulled back from her. But Masha, in spite of the touch, still continued to sleep as soundly as before. After waiting a minute and making sure she was asleep, he continued to jack his cock, kneeling between her legs. After a couple of minutes he sharply accelerated the rhythm and a powerful jet of white semen burst out of his huge swarthy cock, which "went" all over Masha's back, and the second and third impulses hit her ass When he came to his senses, he got off the bed and brought his still erect cock to my wife's face and lightly touched her lips with the head, from which the remnants of thick white semen were still flowing.<br>After running his lips over hers, he tucked his giant into his trousers and quietly left the room. My excitement was at an all-time high. I came out of the wardrobe and walked over to my wife. There was so much of the Arab's semen that it ran down from both buttocks to her anal hole, and from there down her labia to her clitoris. My wife's most intimate places were sprinkled with another man's semen, not anyone's but some Egyptian's... But then I saw that his white semen was also spread on her lips... I could not hold myself back any longer. I climbed between her spread legs, took my cock in my hand and guided it into her vagina. My wife's labia, smeared with the Egyptian's cum, gave me the opportunity to drive it full length into her vagina in one sharp thrust. Strangely enough, I didn't mind my cock touching someone else's cum at that moment. The excitement shut down my entire mind. It only took me about two dozen strokes to pour all the cum into her pussy. It made me shudder to be finally "unloaded". I did not restrain myself like an Arab and moaned loudly with pleasure. All weakened by such overexcitement and discharge, I collapsed next to Masha. My wife was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even feel that I had just slept with her. If that Arab had been bolder, he could theoretically have fucked my wife and left quietly, and my wife would not even know about it... Masha woke up only after an hour. She apparently felt the tart taste of semen on her lips, licked them with her tongue. - Sweetie, I see you couldn't stand it till the evening? - She asked, sucking and swallowing the cum she had licked. - Yes, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself," I replied, looking guilty. - Did you put it in my mouth too? - Frowning for the sake of appearances, asked Masha. - Yes, no - without thinking, [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka Amatør] I blurted out. - Of course, and all the lips in the cum where from? I was about to get out of it by saying that it was all me, but I had a crazy idea to tell my wife and see how she would react if she knew that her lips and crotch were covered with the cum of the Arab who had made her cum just an hour ago. I told her everything as it happened, not daring to tell her that I had hidden in the wardrobe and deliberately wanted to see what the Arab would do. I said that I was in the pool and when I got to the glass door I saw everything that was happening. Masha was in shock at first, but after pouring her her favourite martini she slowly moved away. - Mash, well, what happened, happened. I'm sorry. Don't beat yourself up. I didn't think that in a dream they could do that to me, and even together... I was also a little turned on by your story - finally, smiled and said Masha. - Really? - Yes! An interesting sexual adventure - winked at me, replied my wife and pounced on me, throwing me on the bed. She was already a little drunk from the martini and in her eyes I saw a great desire to have sex. My wife pulled down my trunks, took my cock in her hand and guided it into her warm mouth. She sucked it like never before. I stood up and reached for her pussy. It was something - she was already covered in her juice. Masha was swallowing my cock almost to the base. I could feel the head of my fighter entering her throat. I was experiencing a pleasure that was unimaginable! I wanted it to never stop.... But in the middle of the blowjob, [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka Stor] someone knocked on our room. - Who is it? - I shouted, as Masha's mouth was busy. - It's me Sasha, your cleaner. Hearing that it was the same Arab Sasha, who had seen her naked just an hour ago and had taken advantage of her defenceless state, Masha stopped and took my cock out of her mouth. - Wasn't it enough for him? - she asked me in surprise. - Well, he thinks that we don't know that he was in our room today. - Oh, yes - Masha stretched out. What do we do? - We can tell him to leave...or we can... - What can we do? - My wife looked at me in surprise. - I had an idea, since you and I liked what happened and we as you see it excited us so much, so maybe we can do it again... - How? - We'll pretend we didn't hear him and go on. He'll probably come in anyway, cos we haven't put up the "do not disturb" tag. - Are you out of your mind? I can't do that, I'd be ashamed to be naked in front of an Arab I don't know, and give you a blowjob! - Don't look when he comes in. Just pretend he's not there. And he'll probably leave when he sees us. - You're such a dreamer, my wife said to me thoughtfully. I am already shaking with fear, though I am drunk and excited, and what will happen then?... Arab Sasha, without waiting for any answer, opened the door to the room. At that moment I took Masha's head in the palm of my hand and put my mouth on my cock, which was twitching with excitement.<br>As soon as my cock entered her open mouth, Sasha the Arab entered the room. - Oh-oh, uh-oh, I apologise, I didn't know you were here..." the frightened Arab mumbled. Masha wanted to let my cock out of her mouth - she was scared of the situation after all. And that meant it would be over before it started. That's why I pressed forward without letting her head out of my hand, pushing her mouth on my stake even more. - It's okay, Sash, don't worry about it. Start cleaning. We won't disturb you, will we? - Oh no, no - not expecting such a turn of events, the Arab could only reply. Masha tried to get off my cock again, but I didn't let her. She mumbled something and continued to work on my cock. Sasha, meanwhile, was mopping the floor with a mop, pretending not to look at us at all. But of course he couldn't help looking at us, and he looked at us every now and then. The fact that he liked it could be determined by the "shalash" in his trousers, which could not be hidden at all will. It is impossible to convey the feeling that was in me at that moment. Doing "it" when some Arab is looking at you is not natural and therefore unrealistically arousing. It drove me crazy and switched off all reason, putting me into a kind of trance and an impossible pleasure. My wife's fear also began to pass and she started to work her mouth even more actively. In order not to stop there, I wanted Masha to stand on the other side of me and continue giving blowjobs. This would give Sasha a chance to see her pussy. - Masha, now get over to the other side and stand on the other side - I whispered to her and released her head. - Okay - unexpectedly easily agreeing, she replied, pulling my cock out of her mouth. My wife's firm ass was on display for Egyptian Sasha. Here he could not hide the fact that he was interested. Even on his swarthy face there seemed to be an unnatural pallor and confusion. He was staring at my wife's arse and couldn't take his eyes off her. My wife, realising that her ass and crotch were now being stared at by the Arab caretaker, became even more aroused as she began to stroke the protruding nipples of her sexy tits with her other free hand. The Arab guy was looking at the ass and crotch of my favourite Mashenka like an enchanted man. He couldn't control himself, he put his right hand in his trousers and started kicking his sexual giant. Could I imagine that someday my wife would suck my cock, and next to us would stand a stranger Egyptian and kick himself, looking at her intimate places and how she skilfully gives me a blowjob. Completely losing control of myself, I wanted more - for the Arab to touch my wife's intimate parts... With my free hand I called the Arab Sasha to us and showed him my wife's arse. He looked at me incomprehensibly. I showed him my wife's arse again and showed him my tongue. When he realised what I wanted him to do, he opened his mouth in surprise. I had to call his hand a third time to get him out of his trance. Arab Sasha came to our bed, knelt down and gently dug his face into my wife's crotch. Masha, suddenly feeling the Arab's head between her legs and feeling his lips touching her genitals, tried to get off my cock and stand up. I expected her reaction, so I used both hands to hold her in place. Masha threw a confused look at me. I winked at her hoping she would agree to this madness with the Arab. In the meantime, the Arab was working his tongue, rubbing my wife's clit and vagina with it. These pleasant touches could not go unnoticed and I felt that Masha's body relaxed and she was no longer trying to escape. Her breathing became more rapid, indicating that she was even more aroused. Masha continued to work on my cock, which was already begging for her nest. Giving the Egyptian a chance to enjoy my wife's pussy a little more, I pulled my wife up with my hands, showing that I wanted her to climb on top of me. Masha understood without words. She sat on top of me and guided my cock into her pussy with her hand. Since she was already all licked and well developed by the Egyptian's tongue, my cock immediately penetrated her all the way to her scrotum. My wife cried out with pleasure and started to move up and down. Meanwhile, the Arab got to his feet and stood a metre away from us, not knowing what to do next. I even felt a little sorry for him and called him to us. - Masha, our Egyptian friend did you a nice thing "there", maybe you will do him a little? - I turned to Masha and winked. - What do you mean? - Gasping with excitement my wife asked me, not stopping moving up and down on my cock. - Look what a "shalash" he has in his trousers, who is very tight there... - Indeed... - Masha said thoughtfully, looking at his "shalash".<br>Masha reached out and touched him, while giving the Arab a "may I?" look. Sasha was just waiting for that. He stood close to our bed and Masha began to stroke his cock through his trousers. - How do you feel another cock? - I asked my wife in my ear. - Unusual - blushing, she answered quietly. - Do you want to see and touch it live? - I continued. - I want to - even more modestly and quietly answered my wife. Can I? - I allow it, I want to see it - without controlling myself and without assessing the meaning of what I said, I replied. Masha pulled away the elastic band of her trousers and panties with her hand, and with the second one she climbed into them. The Arab exhaled deeply with pleasure, feeling the touch of my wife's hand on his cock. - How big it is - said Masha and pulled the Arab's cock out of his trousers. Right in front of Masha's face there was an unusually dark cock of the Egyptian. Seeing its size, Masha let it out of her hand out of surprise, and she lowered herself all the way down on my cock and froze, staring at this dark huge cock. The Egyptian was not confused and moved his pelvis forward. The dark crimson head of his cock immediately pushed into her half-open mouth. Realising that the Egyptian wanted her to let his cock into her mouth, Masha opened it. In a moment the whole head of his cock was hidden in my wife's mouth. The Arab put his right hand on Masha's head, and moved her forward on his cock. The penis entered another 7-8 cm and the head of the penis bumped into my wife's throat, causing her to choke. Masha grabbed the base of his cock to stop him from pushing it further. - Hey, mate, keep it down! - I told him. - I apologise, I couldn't help myself - the Arab mumbled and lowered his head in embarrassment. - I'll try it myself - my wife intervened, taking the Arab's cock out of her mouth. Masha took the Egyptian's cock in her right hand and pulled the skin to the base of the cock. The Arab seemed to enjoy it, as he exhaled an exhalation like "ahhhh". Then Masha pulled the skin up to the head of the penis. After making a few back and forth movements, Masha opened her sexy mouth again and directed the Arab's cock into it. After a few seconds she actively started to move her head back and forth, holding the cock in her hand. At the same time she continued to move up and down on my cock. Her vagina was as wet as ever. My cock and my entire pubes were covered in her lubrication. Masha was working the Arab's cock so professionally that it excited not only the two of them, but me as well. With each new head-first thrust, she gripped Sasha's Arab's cock deeper and deeper. From below I could see that the head of his cock in the furthest position was already partially entering her throat, which made it expand with each forward movement. But that wasn't enough for Masha. She took the cock out of her mouth and ran her tongue from the base of the cock to the head. Then she did it the other way round, and at the end of the "journey" she took each of the Arab's testicles into her mouth in turn. The Egyptian liked it fabulously. I even became jealous and envious of him. So at the next upward movement of Masha, I took her off my cock and stood on my feet. My wife understood everything and took my cock in her left hand, which she then guided into her well-developed mouth. As she did so, she continued to slowly stroke the young Arab's cock with her right hand. I put my hand on her head and began to nudge her in a back and forth pace. With my head I felt it enter Masha's narrow throat. Her mouth was drooling profusely, which was a good lubricant. After sucking my cock for about a minute she moved again on the Arab's cock, while continuing to wrap my cock with her left hand Masha was so well into the rage that I did not want to distract them and again got under Masha and pulled her vagina on my cock. Masha moved even faster on it than before. At one point she let the Arab's cock out of her mouth and lay on top of me, breathing loudly and often. This told me that she was nearing orgasm. I lifted up a little and put my hands on her buttocks. With my fingertips I felt the narrow anal hole of my wife. Losing all brakes, the desire came to my head that the dark huge cock of this young Arab was there. - Mash, will you take another one on board? - I asked modestly, ready to get a slap for such a thoughtless and vulgar proposal. - What do you mean? - Masha asked, taking Arab Sasha's cock out of her mouth. - How about anal sex? - Do you want this black cock in my arse? - No offence, but at the moment I want to - I quietly answered, blushing. - If you had offered it to me half an hour ago, I would have filed for divorce, but now I want everything! - said Masha and took the hand cream from the bedside table. She squeezed it onto her hand and smeared it on the Arab's dark cock and her [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka anal] hole. - Sasha, do you want to come in my arse - offered the wife to the Egyptian. - Really can, no kidding? - Not believing his ears, he replied. - In the pussy is not allowed - it is only for her husband, but in the ass we allow - said Masha smiling slightly. Masha lay on top of me even more, so that her arse was more accessible.<br>Masha's protruding nipples pressed against my face. I sucked them in turn. Masha liked it very much! Meanwhile, Sasha, the Egyptian, got behind my Masha and directed his cock into her tight anal hole. Masha stopped bouncing on my cock, allowing the Egyptian to enter her leisurely. I felt something large and hard slowly moving through the thin partition separating my Masha's vagina and anal opening. This meant that the Arab's cock was beginning to explore my Masha's arse. - Ahhhhhh.... - said my wife. - What's hurting you? Is it already in you? - I asked her. - The head is already all there - answered Masha. - If it hurts, let's stop. - No, let it go all the way in, I can take it! - moaning, my wife replied. I felt the Arab's cock continuing to move forward through the septum. In a minute it was almost completely inside my Masha's arse. The Arab began to move his pelvis back and forth, thereby pushing his huge cock in and out of Masha's ass. I followed him and also moved my cock in my Masha's pussy. My wife moaned and dug her lips into mine. Through the thin wall separating my Masha's vagina and anal opening, I could feel the Arab's cock tearing her asshole with each new back and forth thrust. I could see from my wife's face that she was both in pain and inexpressibly pleased by the two working pistons in her intimate holes. After a couple of minutes I wanted to take a more active part and go upstairs. - Mash, let's change the position. You and I are in the usual missionary position, only under you will be our Arab Sasha in your arse. - With pleasure - my wife agreed without shyness. Masha moved forward and jumped off the two stakes. We laid the Arab on his back, and Masha threw her leg over him and sat with her butt on the Arab's groin, with her back turned to him. She leaned back a little. The Arab took her buttocks, lifted them up and pulled them apart to put them on his cock. And then I saw that from the narrow anal hole I was used to seeing in my wife, there was a real hole about 2 cm in diameter! The Arab, not thinking long, put his cock to the anal opening of my Masha and moved it upwards. Already with the first thrust he was halfway in! Masha cried out either from pain or from pleasure. But she did not get off the cock, but, on the contrary, she lifted up a little, and then slowly went down, absorbing the whole cock of this young Arab with her ass. Masha sat in front of me like on a gynaecological chair with her legs spread apart. The only difference was that there was a real Egyptian Arab underneath her and his huge dark brown penis in her arse. - Honey, come here! My main hole is just waiting for you," my wife said suddenly, waving her finger at me. She leaned back a little more, resting her hand on the bed. With the fingers of her other hand she spread the labia of her pussy apart. It was impossible to get away from such a sight! Taking my cock in my hand and aiming it, I pushed my pelvis into her vagina with one pelvic thrust. My excitement was at an all-time high. So were my wife and the Egyptian. Everyone was moaning loudly, enjoying the inexpressible pleasure. After less than a minute, the Arab surrendered. Through the thin wall that separated our cocks, I felt his cock throbbing, spurting semen into my wife's ass. This pushed me so sharply to orgasm that in a few seconds I was twitching in convulsions, pouring portions of my cum into my Masha's pussy. Almost immediately Masha, feeling the jets of cum hitting her holes, squirmed on our still standing like stakes dicks, and moaned very loudly, having an orgasm. Without controlling herself, she wrapped her arms around my back and scratched my entire back with her fingernails. Apparently having lost all her strength in the orgasm, she lay back on the Arab Sasha lying under her and with closed eyes breathed heavily, as if she had just run 5 km for a while... My wife and I had an inexpressible orgasm! Not only physiological, but also in a sense moral. The most real discharge for the whole organism. We lay in such a state for several minutes, until our softened cocks began to "come out" of Masha's holes. I got up on my feet and saw that streams of thick white semen were flowing out of her vagina and ass, which united into one and flowed down onto the sheet. - You guys are really something, aren't you?<br>I'm wet with your cum, inside and out! - said Masha, running her hand over her crotch. - I'm sorry, that's the way it is," said Sasha, lowering his eyes. - All right for the first time I forgive you - said Masha smiling, getting up from the bed. - I have to go, or I will be scolded - said Sasha, putting on his trousers. - Don't tell anyone about what happened here! - I told him one last time. - Of course, of course, or we'll be kicked out for it. - Well, that's great - said Masha, heading for the shower to wash up. After our Arab friend Sasha left, my wife and I took a shower together and slept until almost dinner time. Every next day Arab Sasha came to our room hoping to relive what had happened to him. And we with Masha did not disappoint him in it..... My wife and I remembered this trip to fabulous Egypt forever!
| | "यदि आप जानते कि कितने लोग सोचते हैं कि आप समलैंगिक हैं, तो आप इस तरह मजाक नहीं करेंगे<br>क्या आपने कभी गांजा पीया है? यह हर किसी को अलग-अलग तरह से प्रभावित करता है, कुछ को "हा-हा" की अनुभूति होती है, कुछ किसी चीज़ के बारे में सोचना शुरू कर देते हैं और किसी कारण से बहुत परेशान हो जाते हैं, कुछ बस नशे में आ जाते हैं और इस तरह अपनी समस्याओं से छुट्टी ले लेते हैं, लेकिन कोई इस पर बैठ सकता है और बिना जोड़ के अपने दिन की कल्पना नहीं कर सकते। हर किसी का अपना। मैं और मेरा दोस्त पत्थरबाज़ नहीं हैं, लेकिन हम समय-समय पर धूम्रपान करना भी पसंद करते हैं। सबसे अधिक संभावना है, यहां तक कि मेरे दोस्त को भी यह पसंद है, लेकिन मैं सिर्फ कंपनी के लिए हूं। वह मुझसे हमेशा कहता है कि अकेले धूम्रपान करना बर्बादी है, और अगर मैं मना करूँ तो वह मुझे मारेगा। और इन शब्दों के बाद, उसके चेहरे पर हमेशा एक मुस्कान दिखाई देती है, और उसके हाथ पहले से ही सिगरेट को आवश्यक सामग्री से भर रहे हैं। सच कहूँ तो, मैं शायद ही उसकी मुस्कान को रोक सका। जब वह मुस्कुराता है, तो ऐसा लगता है जैसे मेरे पेट में कुछ निचोड़ रहा है, और मैं... मैं किसी भी तरह से, किसी भी चीज़ से सहमत होने के लिए तैयार हूं। वह स्पष्ट रूप से यह नहीं जानता है, शायद वह अनुमान लगाता है, लेकिन वह निश्चित रूप से नहीं जानता है। मुझे उसकी कार भी बहुत पसंद है. इतनी प्यारी मुस्कान वाला सबसे अच्छा दोस्त और यहाँ तक कि एक कार पाना... एक परम सपना है। अगर हम अपने रिश्ते को थोड़ा और गहराई से देखें, तो हम प्राथमिक विद्यालय से ही दोस्त रहे हैं, हालाँकि हमने अलग-अलग कक्षाओं में पढ़ाई की। वह मुझसे एक साल बड़ा है, लेकिन इसने हमें स्कूल में भी ब्रेक के दौरान एक साथ घूमने से नहीं रोका। हम एक साथ बड़े हुए, अपनी पहली बीयर एक साथ चखी, स्कूल के पीछे धूम्रपान करने के लिए एक साथ दौड़े, इत्यादि। मुझे याद है कि एक क्षण ऐसा था जिसे मैं हमारी दोस्ती के बारे में अपनी धारणा में एक महत्वपूर्ण मोड़ मानता हूं। हालाँकि यह थोड़ा अतिशयोक्तिपूर्ण है, आपको यह स्वीकार करना होगा कि हम अक्सर अर्थ देखते हैं जहाँ कोई नहीं है। कोई फर्क नहीं पड़ता। सामान्य तौर पर, हम बस उसके साथ सड़क पर चल रहे थे, आम किशोरों की तरह अपने खाली समय में सड़क पर घूम रहे थे, और उसकी कक्षा की कई लड़कियाँ हमारी ओर आईं। मैं उनके नाम नहीं जानता था, लेकिन मैंने अक्सर मार्क को उनके साथ बातचीत करते देखा था। तो उनमें से एक ने चिल्लाकर हमसे कहा कि हम, एक प्यारे जोड़े की तरह, हर जगह एक साथ जाते हैं, और अब हमारी शादी करने का समय आ गया है। जिस पर मैंने सहमति जताते हुए अपने दोस्त को गले लगाया और कहा कि शायद हम जल्द ही शादी कर लेंगे। मैं कभी नहीं भूलूंगा कि उन्होंने मुझसे तब क्या कहा था, जब हम उन हंसती हुई लड़कियों के पास से चले गए थे: "यदि तुम्हें [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka Lesbian] पता होता कि कितने लोग तुम्हें समलैंगिक मानते हैं, [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka Грудастая] तो तुम इस तरह मजाक नहीं करते।" यह वाक्यांश मेरे दिमाग में इस हद तक घुस गया कि मैंने अपने आप में खोदना शुरू कर दिया, और जब तुम खोदोगे, तो तुम्हें निश्चित रूप से कुछ भयानक मिलेगा। आप जागकर अपने आप से यह नहीं कह सकते, "हाँ, [https://censor.net/ua/news/3283829/sprava_dpzku_novi_obshuky_cherez_spilnyka_vlasenka_tereschenka Duży] मैं समलैंगिक हूँ।" सबसे पहले, आपको इन सभी भावनाओं, विचारों, उभरती इच्छाओं की गूँज को समझने की ज़रूरत है, और उसके बाद ही घबराहट पैदा करें। तो, उन्हीं शब्दों के बाद, मुझे आश्चर्य होने लगा कि मैं वास्तव में कौन हूं। और जितना अधिक मैंने इसके बारे में सोचा, उतना ही मुझे एहसास हुआ कि मैं मार्क को सिर्फ एक दोस्त से कहीं अधिक पसंद करता हूं। और फिर यह बदतर हो जाता है. मार्क के आसपास लड़कियाँ रहने लगीं, हम कम ही बाहर जाने लगे, और मुझे बार-बार कॉल करने का कोई अतिरिक्त कारण नहीं मिल रहा था। हम दूर जा रहे थे, और यह मुझे परेशान किए बिना नहीं रह सका। इसलिए समय के साथ, हम अधिक बार मिलने लगे, और मेरा "वयस्क" शरीर और दिमाग हर संभव तरीके से अपने दोस्त को हर चीज में खुश करने की कोशिश करने लगा। उसके दिमाग में नहीं आया. मार्क ने अपनी कार सड़क से दूर यार्ड में खड़ी की और तुरंत एक सिगरेट निकाली, सारा तंबाकू खिड़की से बाहर निकाला, एक योजना के साथ एक बैग निकाला, ध्यान से बैग की सामग्री को एक खाली सिगरेट में भर दिया, टिप को मोड़ दिया और अपनी जीभ से कागज को उदारतापूर्वक गीला कर दिया ताकि जोड़ बहुत जल्दी न भड़क जाए। यह देखना विशेष रूप से सुखद था कि मार्क अपनी जीभ कैसे चलाता है; उसके होंठ, मुंह और, कुछ हद तक, जीभ मेरे लिए एक स्वादिष्ट निवाला की तरह थी जो आत्मा को गर्म करती है और मेरे पेट को एक विशेष तरीके से प्रतिक्रिया देती है। मार्क ने मुझे एक ज्वाइंट दिया, फ्लिप-टॉप ढक्कन वाला अपना फैंसी लाइटर निकाला जो तब तक जलता रहता है जब तक कि आप ढक्कन को वापस बंद नहीं कर देते, और उसी क्षण कार का इंटीरियर एक चमकदार लौ से जगमगा उठा। मैं सिगरेट अपने होठों तक लाया और आग की ओर बढ़ा। गांजा पीने के इतने सारे तरीके हैं कि उन सभी का वर्णन करने में बहुत समय लगेगा, इसलिए हम उस पर ध्यान केंद्रित करेंगे जो मुझे विशेष रूप से पसंद आया। इसे "लोकोमोटिव" कहा जाता है। यह तब होता है जब एक व्यक्ति अपने मुंह में एक जोड़ लेता है, अंदर की ओर जलता हुआ भाग, अपने होठों के बीच फिल्टर को पकड़कर, और दूसरे व्यक्ति के मुंह में धुआं छोड़ता है, जो उस समय जितना संभव हो सके आपके होठों के करीब झुक जाता है। मानो बिना छुए चूम रहा हो. जैसा कि आप समझते हैं, यह विधि मेरे लिए विशेष है, और हर बार जब मार्क मेरे मुंह में धुआं छोड़ता है, तो मैं सावधानी से अपना हाथ उसके कंधे पर रख देता हूं, जैसे कि उसके कार्यों को नियंत्रित कर रहा हो, ताकि एक भी "धुआं" बर्बाद न हो। अपना पहला खिंचाव लेने के बाद, मैंने जोड़ अपने मित्र को दे दिया। मार्क ने मेरे उदाहरण का अनुसरण किया और एक कश भी लिया, और कुछ सेकंड के बाद, वह मेरी ओर आगे झुका, सिगरेट को पलटते हुए इशारा किया कि मुझे "इसे ले लेना चाहिए।" मुझे दो बार पूछने की कोई ज़रूरत नहीं है, और हाथ स्वचालित रूप से उसके कंधे तक पहुंच गया, लेकिन किसी बिंदु पर यह धीरे से उसकी गर्दन पर आ गया, और मार्क थोड़ा हिल गया, लेकिन दूर नहीं गया। धूम्रपान समाप्त करने के बाद, हम खिड़कियाँ बंद करके कार में बैठ गए, धुंआ बाहर नहीं जाने दिया और जब तक हम पूरी तरह से नशे में नहीं हो गए, तब तक उसमें "दम"ते रहे। इसमें अधिक समय नहीं लगता है, और फिर मार्क का चेहरा अपनी विशिष्ट मुस्कान के साथ घूम गया, और हम हँसे। क्या आप मुझे बता सकते हैं कि जड़ी-बूटी मुझ पर कैसे प्रभाव डालती है? यह धारणा को तेज और बढ़ाता हैहर उस चीज़ की अभिव्यक्ति जो मुझे इस समय उत्साहित कर सकती थी, और यही वह समय था जब मैंने मार्क के होठों को देखा, और उन्होंने मुझे उत्साहित किया। सबसे पहले मेरी आंतरिक आवाज़ ने कहा: "वे कितने सुंदर हैं," फिर मेरे शरीर में हल्की सी कंपकंपी दौड़ गई, मेरे पेट में हल्की सी झुनझुनी होने लगी और मेरा लिंग... खड़ा होने लगा। मुझे लगता है कि शांत मन से इस प्रक्रिया ने मुझे ज्यादा परेशान नहीं किया होगा, लेकिन इस समय मेरे लिंग का वजन तनावग्रस्त होने और इसके बारे में दोगुनी ताकत से सोचने का एक शक्तिशाली तर्क था। मार्क अपनी कुर्सी पर थोड़ा पीछे झुक गया, उसने एक साधारण सिगरेट निकाली और मुझसे कुछ कहते हुए पीने लगा। मैंने वास्तव में उसकी बात नहीं सुनी, मैं इतना अभिभूत हो गया था कि सारे शब्द मेरे सामने से उड़ गए। धूम्रपान समाप्त करने के बाद, उसने खिड़की खोली, सिगरेट के बट को एक छोटे से छेद में धकेल दिया, और फिर उसे फिर से बंद कर दिया, जिससे ताज़ा सिगरेट पीने की अनुमति नहीं मिली। इस धुएं को तितर-बितर करने के लिए हवा का प्रयोग करें, जिससे कार की सारी खाली जगह भर गई। और यही वह क्षण था जब मैं तेजी से अपने दोस्त की ओर झुका और उसे चूम लिया। जैसा कि मैंने पहले ही कहा, इंद्रियाँ तीव्र हो गईं, और उसके होठों का यह स्पर्श कुछ अवास्तविक था। वे मुलायम थे, थोड़े सूखे थे और उनमें तम्बाकू का कड़वा स्वाद था। चुंबन लंबा नहीं था, केवल कुछ सेकंड था, लेकिन मेरे लिए यह दुनिया का सबसे लंबा सेकंड था। उससे दूर हटते हुए, मैंने तुरंत देखा कि उसकी आँखें कैसे चौड़ी हो गईं। मार्क ने मुझे ऐसे घूरा जैसे उसने कोई भूत देख लिया हो, उसने कोई आवाज़ नहीं की, बस देखता रहा, हिलने से डरता रहा। और फिर मैंने निश्चित रूप से कार्रवाई करने का फैसला किया, और बहुत धीरे से अपनी उंगलियों से उसकी गर्दन को छुआ। वह आदमी काँप गया और उसके होंठ, जो इस समय कसकर दबे हुए थे, थोड़ा खुल गए, जिससे उसे साँस छोड़ने की अनुमति मिल गई, और फिर मैंने वास्तव में उसे चूमा, उसकी जीभ को उसके मुँह की गुहा में घुसाया, उसके होंठों को फैलाया और उन्हें अपने होंठों से गीला कर दिया। लार. मार्क मेरी हरकतों के आगे झुक गया और अपनी जीभ भी हिलाने लगा। हमने कई मिनट तक चुंबन किया। इस दौरान मेरा हाथ पहले से ही उसकी टी-शर्ट के नीचे पूरी तरह से उसके लोचदार पेट और निपल्स को छू रहा था। मार्क अच्छे कद काठी का था और मैं हमेशा उसके पेट पर हाथ फेरने का सपना देखता था, जो मैंने बिना किसी प्रतिरोध के आसानी से किया। मार्क उत्तेजना से काँप रहा था। मेरे होठों से खुद को छुड़ाते हुए, उसने अपनी टी-शर्ट खींची, उसे कार की पिछली सीट पर फेंक दिया और सीट को ठीक करने वाले लीवर को तेजी से खींच लिया। कुर्सी का पिछला हिस्सा आसानी से पीछे चला गया, और अब मार्क पहले से ही लेटने की स्थिति में है, उसने अपना मजबूत हाथ मेरे सिर के पीछे रखा और नीचे दबाना शुरू कर दिया ताकि मैं अपने होंठों को उसकी छाती से छू सकूं। कदम दर कदम, चुंबन दर चुंबन, मैं तब तक नीचे और नीचे जाती रही जब तक कि एक आदमी के शरीर की तीखी गंध मेरी नाक से नहीं टकराई। या यूं कहें कि इस शरीर का निचला हिस्सा. उसके लिंग का सिर उसकी जीन्स की बेल्ट के नीचे से काफ़ी बाहर निकला हुआ था, जिससे मुझे उसकी गरिमा के समग्र आकार का अंदाज़ा हो गया। मुझे स्पष्ट रूप से इसकी उम्मीद नहीं थी, और बिना दो बार सोचे, मैंने जारी स्पष्ट तरल पर अपनी जीभ फिराई। मार्क कराह उठा और जल्दी से अपनी बेल्ट खोलने लगा और अपनी पैंट नीचे करने लगा, जिससे मुझे पैंतरेबाज़ी करने के लिए और अधिक जगह मिल गई। मैंने पहली बार, अनाड़ी ढंग से, अपने हाथ से मदद करते हुए, चूसा। मार्क अपने हाथ मेरे सिर पर रखता रहा और मुझे जबरदस्ती अपने लिंग पर दबाता रहा, मुझे सांस नहीं लेने देता था और केवल तभी जाने देता था जब मैं घरघराहट के साथ उन्हें हटाने की कोशिश करती थी। वह एक ही समय में कठोर और कोमल दोनों था, और उसका डिक सिर्फ एक चोदन उपकरण था। वह जल्दी ख़त्म हो गया. मेरे मुंह में। बिना किसी चेतावनी के, और लगभग कोई आवाज़ किए बिना, उसने बस थोड़ी अधिक तीव्रता से साँस ली और मेरा सिर अपने पास दबा लिया। मुझे निगलना पड़ा. और जब उसकी पकड़ कमजोर हो गई, और मैं उसके लिंग को अपने मुँह से निकालने में सक्षम हो गया, और कुछ शुक्राणु शाफ्ट से नीचे बहने लगे। अब भी ये सोचना मुश्किल था कि वो सब मेरे अंदर समा सकेगा. हालाँकि, वह बहुत बड़ा था। संतुष्ट भाव के साथ मार्क ने सिगरेट निकाली और धूम्रपान करना शुरू कर दिया, अपनी पैंट पहन ली और कार की सीट को अपनी जगह पर लौटा दिया। और फिर, जैसे कि कुछ हुआ ही न हो, उसने सुझाव दिया कि हम सुपरमार्केट जाएं और खाने के लिए कुछ खरीदें। मैं सहमत। सच कहूँ तो मुझे उसकी उदासीनता से ज़रा भी दुख नहीं हुआ। मैं जो चाहता था वह मुझे मिल गया। मैं उसे खुश करना चाहता था. उस पल मैंने किसी आपसी दुलार के बारे में सोचा भी नहीं था। मुझे डर था कि उसके खत्म होने के बाद हमारा रिश्ता लड़खड़ा जाएगा और सब कुछ बिखर जाएगा, लेकिन ऐसा नहीं हुआ। हमने बातचीत भी की, रास्ते पार किए और शाम को उसकी कार में भी घूमे। और कभी-कभी, बिना कुछ कहे, वह बस कुर्सी का पिछला भाग पीछे झुका देता था और मेरे होंठ पहले ही उसके लिंग को दबा देते थे।" |