Young Wife. Erotica

– yes.

– Go over there, there's a fitting room, there's a big mirror

"Thank you, that's very kind of you.

Natasha went in the direction of the booths, which really, given the specificity of the dresses, were quite large. There was a large floor-length mirror, a place to sit down, and comfortable non-slip mats to step on with your feet.

– How comfortable it is here, I could live here, – Natasha smiled at the man, the owner of the salon, who brought the dress, carefully holding it with both hands

Then the sales assistant came up.

– Alexander Mikhailovich, I left for a short time, I can serve a client.

– Thank you, if you can, let him serve me… Alexander Mikhailovich, I think he will tell me more about the dress, I'm sorry.

– If anything, I'm here."

– thanks.

Then her husband called her, and she excused herself and quickly left.

Natasha undressed and put on the dress almost by herself, but problems arose when it was necessary to tighten the back straps on the back a little according to the shape of the body, which she was in no hurry to do, she looked at the overall silhouette of the dress, was very happy, shone.

But to get an evaluation opinion, she called the owner

– Alexander, do you think this dress suits me or not, just try to tell me honestly, not as a store owner who praises the product, but as a man?

– So it suits you in color, the straps can be tightened, the hem is very light, and in a strong wind it can rise, well, we talked about this, probably this is the only drawback.

– Thank you, I think you said it honestly, but this flaw that you mentioned, it can serve me for a good cause.

– It's even interesting.

Natalya turned and lifted the hem of her dress. She wasn't wearing any underwear and asked

"How's it going?"

"Bravissimo, perfecto, lovely, nothing to add.

– I expected a lot of action.

"Well, if…"

Ten minutes later, the door to the fitting room opened.

"No stains there?"

She lifted the back of her dress a little.

"It's fine. I did it carefully.

"Thanks, I wiped the excess off with my panties." I'm buying it. I'll be right there

She took off her dress, put her cum-stained underpants in her bag, put on the usual clothes she was wearing before, and went back out.

– Come again, have a fun wedding, advice and love to you.

– thanks.

She returned home in the late afternoon. I was a little sorry that I couldn't choose a dress with Vlad together and make a tribute to him, but what happened, it turned out

She put dinner on the stove, took a shower herself, and when she came out, he saw Vlad moving her bag to the nightstand.

– Someone threw you dirty underwear."

"Really?" These scoundrels.

He looked at her with a sad look and added.

"These are your underpants, I bought them for you myself.

"Vlad, I'm sorry, please, I'm sorry. It just happened, I don't want to talk about it anymore, I don't want to lose you, you're so nice.

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

– If you want, I'll let you cheat on me."

He was silent.

– With mybest friend, if you want."

He was silent.

– Tomorrow we'll talk, today I want to fuck you where I want, and as much as I want.

"Punish me."

By morning, she was asleep. Vlad wasn't there when he woke up. Her crotch ached all over, and it was still as if she could feel his hard cock inside her.

She didn't know if he'd left her or not. I went to work thinking, not understanding how best to act and how to solve it.

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

– I'll go home with you tonight. I've already reconciled my friend with her husband.

– Do you have nice underwear?"

"It won't be useful. 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 themorning, sending her friend to the bedroom.

It worked like clockwork. Five minutes later, there were moans coming from there, and not a loud conversation

Vlad did not immediately realize that this was not his fiancee, but another one that he had never seen, and he realized this when he decided to enter her from behind, from the side, which made him feel feelings that he had not experienced with Natasha before, he felt her firm ass and breasts, but they were not much different. But most importantly, the vagina was very mobile, pneumomanjeta, which then presses, then relaxes, he felt as if she was giving a blowjob with her vagina.

Natalya could hear the bed creaking, and as she lay there, she caressed herself, scolding and remembering at the same time her sex with the owner of the wedding salon and why she didn't have time to wash her panties soaked in the smell of semen right away when she got home.

An hour later, when everything was quiet, she came into the bedroom, leaned against his cock and sniffed until she came, masturbating herself. I went to bed on the other side of my friend, and when Vlad woke up in the morning, he understood what had happened, and at the same time began massaging the crotches of Natasha and her friend, who was lying on the other side, with the fingers of both hands.

They were moaning in sync, but the bridesmaid was either overacting, or she was really enjoying herself, Vlad didn't know, but he didn't care.

When she started to bend so hard, he bent her down, set her down, and fucked her hard for the next half hour, until the bridle on his cock hurt so much that it started to ache that his daughter-in-law thought it was extremely good, but he just didn't want to stop.

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

Natasha learned to cook several new dishes, and soon everything was forgotten. They were preparing for the wedding, or rather, for the restaurant wedding, after the painting, because all other events took place as standard, the choice of food 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 time her husband returned from work.

– You're beautiful."