How we started swinging

Liliana lived in a town near Bucharest. We had been together for a few months and everything seemed to be going well. I'm not very gifted (about 12 cm) but that doesn't bother her. At least that's what he told me. We had talked about it a few times, but we never thought about swinging. Liliana went to the gym every week. She wasn't very sporty, but she didn't want to gain too much weight. There he had met Madalina, who was a fitness instructor. Madalina was about 10 years older than her, but she did a lot of sports and maintained herself well. As there weren't many people in the gym, the girls started talking more and eventually became friends. One day Liliana tells me about Madalina. They had talked about men, about sex and Madalina had boasted 10-20 orgasms a night. We both started laughing. It seemed obvious to us that, in fact, the girl didn't even have an orgasm. For one reason or another he was lying. Maybe he wanted to brag or maybe he just wanted to make her speak more openly. However, it was impossible for us to have so many orgasms per night. Not long after, Madalina invites us both to a barbecue, at her friend George's house. We bought a bottle of wine, not beer that makes us fat, and we went. At the barbecue, the hosts were very lightly dressed, he in shorts and a T-shirt, she in tights and a blouse not very low-cut. In fact, she didn't even have very big breasts, unlike Liliana, who was big and firm. What I noticed from the beginning was that the stripe of the panties could not be seen through the tights, from which I concluded that Madalina was not wearing panties. We ate a barbecue with salad, drank a bottle or two of wine, and then went into the house to talk. The atmosphere was pleasant, I laughed, I joked. From one to the other came and talked about their relationship. Apparently they got along very well. Madalina was happy. George was a very good man in bed. She could even have 30 orgasms a night. I burst out laughing. By about 10-20 now it was already 30. I had known mythomaniacs before, I knew that there are some who have to flourish everything. That's their nature. But I got into her game, and I asked her what was the explanation for these performances. Well, and here he was telling me a secret I had to keep, George was well endowed. And in length but especially in thickness. And he began to praise George's manhood, how gifted he is and how well he knows how to have sex. Liliana and I winked and elbowed each other. I didn't believe a word of what he was telling us, but I sang to him on the strings, approving it every time: -Yes ... sure ... as you say ... -You don't think so, do you? Madalina asked us when it was obvious that we could hardly help laughing. -Sure. How not to? We believe everything. Liliana even added: -Marian - and he points to me - doesn't like to brag, but he's just as gifted. George, looking at us smiling as we slipped, got up from his chair and came close to us. Without saying another word, he took off his pants and showed us his cock. She rubbed it a little to unwind. Liliana and I were actually left speechless. George had a big cock. He grabbed her with all his palm and stayed about the same. He was epilated and very neat. It took us a few good seconds to recover. If that was the case now, I was wondering what to do when she was up like the world. -They? Do you believe now? Madalina told us. -Aaaa ... well ... We couldn't find our words. George lifted his pants and returned to his chair, smiling. Madalina continued: -But what did you say Lilișor, that Marian is the same? Maybe he wants to show us. Anyway, you saw George's, and Marian showed his. We both blushed. He caught us. There were some embarrassing moments when I couldn't say anything. -Are you really that shy, Mariane? Madalina asked me, who seemed to enjoy this moment, but who was very embarrassing to me. I was looking at Liliana in the hope that she would say something to get me out of this situation. I had no intention of taking off my pants. I would have laughed even harder. But Liliana said nothing. What's more, he raised his hands as if to say, "That's it. You have to do it." -Well, who's bragging now? rejoiced Madalina laughing. I didn't like the fact that Liliana was amused either. On the contrary, it really exasperated me. And as the best defense is the attack I said: -You laugh Lilișor, but if you had to lift your skirt you wouldn't be so happy. -It's simple for me, it doesn't have to be big, so I probably would have done it. -Yes? Let's do it first and then I'll do it. I was just saying this to distract myself. I didn't even think he would. But Liliana rose to her feet, tactfully gripped her skirt with two fingers from each hand, lifted it as high as she could, and did a pirouette. -Tam ... tam ... It's just ... surprise ... Her impeccably white panties had a small stain on her pussy that made them fade there. If it had been from the cycle then the stain would have been red and not transparent white. It was clear to everyone. Liliana was so aroused that she had wet her panties. Madalina was also the one who took the initiative: -Be calm down, Marian, it's the same with me, and he approached the sofa where Liliana and I were sitting and sat down next to me. Don't you think so now? -I don't believe until I see. -Are you sure you want to see? -Well, yes ... if you want me to believe. Madalina took my hand in hers and tucked it under her tights so I could feel her pussy. As I expected, she was not wearing panties. Concerned about exploring Madalina's pussy with my fingers, I didn't even realize when George came to Liliana. When I looked back, Liliana was red as cancer but her paw. And he had something to do because George's cock had tightened pretty well. After a few days, Liliana would tell me that if she hadn't seen me do what I was doing with her hand, she wouldn't have had the courage to go that far. "But so, if I saw you putting your hand in, I put my hand in too" In order not to give me time to reflect on what I see and to have a fit of jealousy, Madalina quickly took off her tights, sat down next to me on the couch and whispered in my ear: -Where you put your finger, put your tongue! It seemed to me an offer impossible to refuse. I got to work enjoying the fleshy lips and the slightly salty taste. I licked and sucked for a few good minutes and I would have continued if I hadn't heard Liliana moan. In fact, it was more than a groan, it was just a scream. George had put her on a goat and fucked her with his hands on her pieces. When George shoved all of Liliana, he screamed twice as loudly. Moans intensified, Liliana breathed faster and faster. At one point, from his position on all fours, he threw himself on his stomach with his head in the pillow. She was shaking all over. I was scared, so I went to her to ask her: -Are you ok? He raised his head from the pillow and said, panting. -If I'm okay? I just had an orgasm after about two years of waiting. To be honest, she had never had such an orgasm. Not even close. He turned his face. George was on his knees, a little surprised at how Liliana had behaved, but when he saw her spread her legs he realized she still wanted to be fucked. They continued in the missionary position. After a few minutes Liliana was shaking all over. She was trembling as if she were plugged in. It was as if her whole body was orgasming. Neither Madalina nor I were doing anything, we were just looking at them. It seemed strange to me when George got up and sat down in his chair. I didn't expect her to end up in her pussy. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Liliana's trembling stopped. He stood up, his hand on her pussy to stop the cum flowing from her pussy. Madalina was also standing and said to him: -Don't you believe me when I told you how many orgasms I have? -Now I believe you

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