<< continued from part 5
Rehana decided the best way to approach Amit about this subject was to tell him straightly that Saleem wants to see her fuck him knowing that they are being watched
Rehana called Amit " Amit you know that Saleem knows about our fucking now he told me about what you had told that he love to watch me with other guy now he told me that he wants to watch me in real fucking you infront of him Saleem had a fantasy of watching me being fucked by a big cock, and maybe participating in a threesome with you. He did not want to fuck other women
Amit was excited when he heard from Rehana about Saleem's desire, but not sure how to respond. He had fantasized from the day hwe had seen rehana about fucking Rehana again and again , but those fantasies had never included another man let alone her husband, in any way. When he finally he confessed he very much wanted to have sex with her again and again , but was ambivalent about having her husband being there watching them. He said he might feel different later, but he was a little nervous about it right now. "Any way we could get together without him at least until I feel more comfortable with the whole situation?"
Rehana for Amit's reply and her first reaction was disappointment. She wanted to feel Amit's big cock deep inside her pussy again, but she knew that her husband wanted to participate in some way. It was, after all, his idea and she simply couldn't do it without him. She realized she'd have to be creative her mind went into high gear as she thought of how to make this work for everybody. She smiled when she thought she had the solution and told Amit not to worry just let her take care of the arrangements.
She was immediately wet, thinking about how that cock would feel inside her again. Amit had been able to reach places inside her that no other man, and she'd experienced a level of sexual excitement and near constant arousal that she'd never known.
The next day when I came back home I saw a letter on my table
"My dearest Saleem,
At this very moment, you're probably wondering where I am and what is going on. Remember what I said this morning about having a special treat for you when you got home tonight? Well, the fact that I'm not home right now is the start of a little sensual adventure we're going to have tonight, and I think you're going to enjoy it.
So what I want you to do is get on the computer at 7:30 and open your messenger. I will contact you then.
Your loving wife, Rehana"
Now I was really perplexed and my mind was racing. What was she doing and where was she? I checked in the living room for Rehana's computer where it usually lay next to the recliner, but it was gone, so she must have taken it with her wherever she was right now. She'd told me she was going to have a treat for me, and her note mentioned a "sensual adventure," but now I had no idea what she had in mind. What I did know, was that my wife's naughty, kinky side had taken over, and I while I might "suffer" a bit waiting to see exactly what was going to happen, I was indeed going to enjoy it when it did.
The next hour dragged on for what seemed like ten. Imagining what she was up to, and how this whole little scenario she'd set up was going to play out just added to my lustful anticipation. Somehow I knew this was going to a very special evening.
At 7:20, I got my laptop, turned in on, logged on, and waited. At 7:30 sharp, there she was on IM:
"Are you ready to have some fun?" she typed.
I smiled and replied, " All depends what you have in mind."
"You need to be patient, you will find out shortly."
"Where are you?"
"Well, let's just say I'm close by and about to satisfy one of your fantasies."
"And just how do you propose to do that if you are not here? "Cybersex with you has never been one of my top ten fantasies not when I have the real thing!"
"No, my love, we're not going to 'cyber.' This, I think you'll find, is going to be much, much better."
An invitation to view a web cam came up and I eagerly accepted.
The first thing I saw was my wife smiling at me, dressed in the clothes she'd worn at home. I remember thinking then that they were unusually sexy for a day and she was even hotter now with her hair down and a look or pure, unadulterated lust in her eyes. I could see in the background that she was in a hotel room somewhere; a king-sized bed dominated the room and lights were dimmed, but still providing more than enough for the web cam to pick up everything.
As I watched, Rehana told me to get ready to enjoy the next couple of hours because she was certainly going to. She then turned to her left and what appeared to be the lower torso of a man stepped into the view of the web cam. Rehana's hands reached out to fondle the obvious bulge in his trousers. She wasted no time unbuckling his belt, unzipping him, and pulling his slacks down, revealing tight briefs and a barely contained monster of a cock that wasn't even fully erect yet. Rehana reached up and grabbed the top of the briefs, pulling down. I had to admit that what came into view was impressive: still only semi-hard, it looked to be at least 7 or 8 inches long rising above a pair of large balls. Rehana looked into the web cam and reached up to cup his balls with her right hand and grab his cock with her left My pulse quickened and my own cock began to rise, as though Rehana was fondling me at the same time.
I'd fantasized about seeing my wife with another man for quite some time and she knew what that fantasy did when we played it out in bed. Now there she was in real life,and she was doing it with my knowledge holding another man's cock and balls. I couldn't get out of my own clothes fast enough!
I watched, mesmerized, as Rehana leaned forward, brought the head of the cock up to her lips and stuck out her tongue to lick the tip. It immediately began to stiffen more and grow as she sucked the entire head into her mouth. As she worked her lips up and down the shaft, the monster grew to its fully aroused state. It had to be 9, if not 10, inches long and my wife's hand just barely managed to close around it as she slowly stroked up and down the slick shaft.
Rehana looked into the web cam. "You like this, don't you? You've always told me you wanted to see this, so...."
By now I was well aware that the big cock belonged to Amit
"I've been thinking about this for months. See his balls? They're full of nice, hot, sweet cum, 'cause poor Amit hasn't had sex for at least two weeks. He's going to work that big dick deep into my pussy, fuck me hard, and cum inside me. And you get to watch—just like you've always dreamed."
I was watching, all right. I couldn't take my eyes off her mouth as she sucked Amit, teasing him further and further into her throat. She eased off, and looked straight into the web cam as she continued stroking him and fondling his balls. I couldn't see Amit's face, but I heard him moaning.
"And I have to be honest, my love. This is just as much for me as it is to fulfill your fantasy. You know all about Amit and me, and how I loved being fucked by his big cock. And I suspect, these past few weeks, you've been well aware that when you were using that big dildo on me, I was thinking about Amit's cock and how it would feel to have him deep up inside me again."
I couldn't argue with that. I knew it and I knew how that realization had added immeasurably, surprisingly, to my own excitement.
"I know you actually wanted to be in the room to watch me with another man. Amit wasn't quite ready for that yet, and I couldn't wait any longer to have this monster again." She turned back and sucked him again, flicking her tongue over the fleshy head, teasing out a drop of pre-cum that glistened in the light for an instant before she devoured it.
Rehana smacked her lips. "Mmmmmmm, even better than your's or your Sheiks! Anyway, this is the compromise solution I came up with. Amit obviously is fine with it, and you can see how I feel. I took a chance, I know, but somehow I knew you'd accept it as well."
I responded with a resounding "yes," thrilled that she was doing something that I didn't think she would ever actually do. I knew, too, that this was just the first step and that sooner or later I'd be in the same room with the two of them.
Rehana stood up, firmly gripping Amit's cock, and leading him up onto the bed. She took off his shirt, the last thing he had on, and pushed him down, his massive dick bouncing against his abs, then jutting straight up, throbbing. Quickly stripping off her blouse and wriggling out of her saree as she stood above him, it was obvious that my wife wasn't interested in any foreplay or slow, sensual, lovemaking. She wanted to fuck, the feel Amit inside her again.
Amit was leaning back against a mountain of pillows and I could see by the expression on his face that he had the same thing in mind. He gazed up lustily at my wife as she unhooked her bra and caressed her big soft fair breasts. She slid her hand down into her panties, obviously strumming her clit as her hips gyrated slowly to her own internal sensual rhythm. All the while, she was looking straight into Amit's eyes and running her tongue over her lips.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']Unwilling and unable to resist any longer, Amit sat up, reached forward, and grabbed my wife's legs, tracing his fingers up the inside of her thighs. He pulled her panties to one side and shoved two fingers deep into her slick pussy. I watched Rehana's knees start to buckle as she began gasping for breath in the throes of what I knew all too well to be the first of many orgasms she would certainly have before the night was over. Amit added a third, then a fourth finger as Rehana shamelessly humped his hand. I was certain I could see her juices sliding down his wrist.
My wife, eyes glazed with desire, looked into the web cam. "No more waiting, Saleem. This is what you've wanted to see and god knows this is what I've wanted for some time now." With that, she pulled away from Amit's hand, tugged her panties down her legs, and stepped out of them as she straddled Amit's lap and began to lower herself, her pussy aligned perfectly with the throbbing shaft jutting straight up below her. She dropped to her knees, reached down, and started rubbing that monster cock all along her slit, all the while looking straight at me through the web cam.
Suddenly she dropped right on it, taking all 10 inches at once, impaling herself completely.
For a moment she didn't move at all, but I could see her entire body quivering and I knew she was focused entirely on the feel of Amit's cock once again filling her tight cunt. Slowly, she raised up and I saw about half of Amit's fuck pole emerge, glistening with her juices, before she lunged down on it. Then up again, nearly all of him coming out of her before she lowered herself, taking him in to the hilt.
I watched as she increased her pace, fucking him faster, bouncing on his thighs, as he arched up to meet her, burying himself deep. She was riding him hard, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples with one hand while the other worked furiously on her clit. Her hair whipped around her face and a fine sheen of sweat now covered her body.Amit grabbed my wife's hips, holding her down tight against him as he ground into her. Rehana groaned and began moving her hips in a circular motion. I knew she was probably squeezing her vaginal muscles as well something that always sent me over the edge.
Amit bent his knees and pulled his feet up, spreading my wife's legs wide and giving me clear view of her pussy lips splayed around his thick, red, shaft. Another, deeper groan filled the room and Amit again thrust his hips up. I saw his balls contract and I knew he was right on the verge of cumming in my wife.
Rehana's wail confirmed it and she started shaking uncontrollably as she was clearly feeling the sharp stabs of hot cum shooting deep in her cunt. Amit kept himself buried deep as the first ropes of his seed spewed into my wife, but within seconds he was again fucking her hard and fast, gripping her hips and moving her body up and down on his cock.
My wife arched her back and grabbed Amit's arms for support, her tits thrust out and bouncing in time with his strokes. Her throat and big breasts flushed a deep pink as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure racked her body. She was gasping for breath and making sounds I'd never heard when we fucked.
I was absolutely hypnotized so transfixed with what I was watching that I'd actually stopped stroking myself. Unconsciously, I was squeezing the base of my cock hard, trying vainly to simulate the sensation of Rehana's tight pussy grabbing me, milking me as she came when I was balls-deep inside her. Pre-cum had been leaking out almost the entire time I'd been watching and had dribbled down onto my fingers and balls. I hadn't cum, but it looked like it.
Rehana slumped back on Amit, his hands fondling her huge soft tits and moving down to feel her slick pussy. He reached under her arms and pulled her whole body up just enough to cause his massive prick to slide out, shining with their co-mingled cum. Rehana, slowly recovering but still languishing in the afterglow of a magnificent fucking, spread her lips wide and squeezed. A stream of Amit's spunk oozed out, sliding, white and sticky, down her slit, and she gently massaged it into the folds of her pussy.
Raising herself up again, my wife, smiled, looking right into the web cam right into my eyes as she dipped two fingers into her folds, scooping out another massive dollop of Amit's cum. Staring right at me, she brought her cum-covered fingers to her lips and sucked them deep into her mouth.
She smiled again, then rolled off and cuddled up next to Amit, reaching down to gently caress his cock and balls, while he reached down and fondled my wife's ass. It was a picture of perfect sexual contentment, and I felt a sharp pang of jealousy, resentment, and sadness well up inside me. And it wasn't because my wife had just fucked another man her big-dicked boyfriend. I wanted to be there not watching on a fucking web cam. My dick, however, wasn't at all conflicted; it was still painfully erect, throbbing, pulsing out little drops of pre-cum. They just lay there awhile, their bodies glistening with sweat, kissing and holding each other, until Amit got up and brought the laptop down to the bed to get a close-up of her wet, sloppy pussy
the lips red and swollen, globs of cum still seeping out and sliding down her ass. In the background I heard Rehana tell him that was the best fuck she had had in years, that his big cock felt so good in her pussy, and that she couldn't believe how much cum he'd shot into her. Amit then said something that I bet Rehana didn't expect any more than I did. He said the fact that someone was watching him over the web cam added to his excitement.
"Too bad Saleem's not here," I heard my wife say. "I'd like nothing more than to have him cleaning up this wet, sloppy pussy while you watch."
I'd lapped up my own cum from her pussy, her ass, her breasts lots of times, but until now the thought of sucking another man's cum out of my wife's cunt had never crossed my mind. Strangely, I found the idea just added to my excitement and at that point I wanted desperately to be there with them, down between her legs, doing exactly as she suggested.
I started stroking myself again, knowing I was just seconds away from the most intense orgasm of my life when Rehana said, "No! Don't cum yet! Don't cum until I get back home!"[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']I groaned in frustration. "Alright, but I don't know how long I can hold out!"
Rehana laughed. "It'll be worth it[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']trust me!"
I saw Rehana slide off the bed as Amit put the computer back on the dresser. A few minutes later, she came back into camera ranged, crawled up on the bed, straddled Amit's waist and looked over her shoulder into the webcam.
"Are you ready for round two?" she asked.
I thought about if for a second, with mixed feelings. I had enjoyed watching Rehana get fucked even if I was not there and was sure that it would be just as exciting to watch it again, but my cock was rock hard and my balls desperately needed relief they were ready to explode and I honestly didn't know if I could stand watching another round without being able to cum.
"Remember, Saleem you started this. I admit I was happy to go along, but right now I just want to have Amit fuck me again and again with his huge cock. I'm not ready to come home just yet. You told me to enjoy myself and that's what I intend to do. You can watch or not just as long as you keep your promise not to cum until I get home."
With that she moved her hand down to Amit's crotch and began to play with his cock and balls. It hadn't been 20 minutes since he'd cum, but Amit was starting to respond to her touch. Of course he was 16 years younger, but the short recovery time was still impressive. Once again my eyes were drawn to Rehana's left hand as she slowly stroked his hardening cock. Seeing as her hand caressed another man's cock had an affect on my psyche that was even stronger than I had imagined. I didn't think it was possible, but my cock seemed to get even harder.
I watched on my computer as Amit caressed my wife's beautiful body, stroking her breasts, causing her nipples to stand at attention. He spooned up to her from the back exactly like I do with her and began thrusting against her ass. She lifted her left leg a little to give him better access. He slid down a little and she moaned as his cock entered her. At the same time, he reached around and started to play with her clit. Rehana loved to be fucked from behind and I knew this was one position she'd probably wanted most to re-live with Amit.
She raised up on her hands and knees, displaying her glistening cunt lips for me briefly before moving around so I could have the full benefit of seeing her impaled on Amit's huge shaft. Amit grabbed her hips and moved her around further, denying me that view, but positioning her so that she was looking straight at the web cam, staring right into my eyes. I knew by the way her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a silent moan that Amit was again entering my wife, stretching her, filling her in a way I couldn't. Seconds later, my wife's eyes opened wide, she look straight at me, smiled, and licked her lips.
"Oh, god, so good, so big, so hot.... Fuck me. Fuck me hard, amit it is o much thicker and longer then my husbands yours honey she pointed at me with her finger Amit you are much much bigger and thicker I feel so full in my cunt my husband never felt it like this in my cunt honey do you know how big he feels inside me she was abusing me an d I was loving it!"
Amit seemed to ignore her pleas as though he was intent on teasing her with long, slow, steady strokes. Again, by the look on her face I could tell when he was bottoming out and when he'd withdrawn almost completely. With the web cam angled the way it was, I couldn't see his face; I could only see his abs and his hands grabbing my wife's hips as he fucked her, gradually increasing his pace, her full tits swaying back and forth, erect nipples brushing against the sheets with each thrust.
I could see on Rehana's face that she was close. Her breathing became labored as Amit thrust into her harder and harder by the minute. With each stroke Rehana's body was pushed closer to the camera. I could hear their bodies slapping into each other and if Amit had not been holding her hips she would not have been able to stay upright. Amit was shoving all 10 inches of his cock as far into her pussy as he could and doing it as hard as he could.
She raised her head and looked at me one more time before her eyes closed, her face flushed deep crimson, and a prolonged moaning emerged from somewhere deep, deep inside my wife was cumming with an intensity I'd never seen before!
"Yes, yes, don't stop! Fuck me, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck yesssssss AAAAAAAMmitiiiitttttt. Fill my cunt with your cum! I want it, I need it...NOW!"
I heard Amit grunting and saw him bend forward over my Rehana's back, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her hard back against him. There was no mistaking it he was taking my wife just the way she wanted it he was pumping his load deep inside her yet again as she milked every last drop from him.
Rehana's arms gave out and she collapsed flat on the bed, bringing Amit's face into camera range as he fell with her, keeping them coupled, his huge cock buried to the hilt in my wife's convulsing pussy. He looked briefly into the web cam, grinned, and then bent down to kiss my wife's neck a post-coital caress I knew she loved. She sighed, turned her head and kissed him deeply.
I could hardly believe what I had just seen and my cock was again painfully hard and slick with pre-cum. I was going crazy with lust after seeing my wife fucked hard by her big-cocked boyfriend. When I looked at Rehana lying on the bed with Amit on top of her I thought that maybe she had passed out. A few seconds later, though, she raised her head and looked at the camera.
"I love you for letting me do this. I love Amit's big cock, the 'thing' I have for big cocks." I could see the love in her eyes as she smiled at me, adding, "saleem, sweetie, I never dreamed you would let me fuck someone else, let alone that you'd enjoy watching it! Are you happy I helped you realize one of your fantasies?"[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']I told her she was the sexiest wife in the world and it had been even better than I'd imagined.
"The only problem with how we've made this fantasy a reality is that I'm in agony right now ''I need you!"
Rehana smiled.
"Well, my love, I've got some bad news for you. Right now I couldn't help you very much even if I was there--I am completely sated and Amit fucked me so hard there's no way I could handle another cock tonight. Besides, you said you wanted me to make the most of Amit being here, so....
"...I'm going to sleep here tonight and in the morning I'm going to get Amit to fill me up one more time. That's what I'm going to bring home to you tomorrow, my love a well-fucked pussy still slick with Amit's cum. Will you be ready to fuck me, then? Will you be ready to take your "sloppy seconds?"
I groaned. "Ready?" Was she kidding? She was right about one thing, though. I did tell her she should take full advantage of Amit being down here, so I had only myself to blame. Well, not quite—it wasn't my idea to hold off and not cum until Rehana came home. In the end, though, I'd agreed, so my own promise was got me into this predicament: an erection that hadn't gone down for hours, and balls aching to release the load that had built up.
"I'm shutting down now, Saleem. I'll be home tomorrow around noon, but if you want, you can watch Amit fuck me again before he leaves. Just remember your promise no jerking off. You can masturbate all you want, just don't cum. Save it all for me! Sweet dreams!"
My beautiful wife, who with my encouragement had just been royally fucked by another man, told me she loved me more than ever but she also loved how it felt to have Amit's big cock inside her again. That feeling of fullness was the only thing that I could not give her and she appreciated that I cared so much for her that I allowed her to experience that pleasure again. She blew me a kiss and turned the web cam off, leaving me with all the mental images of what I'd witnessed over the past few hours, and wondering how the hell I could stand another round without breaking my promise. By tomorrow morning, I might not even have to touch myself just seeing them fucking again could send me over the edge.
Of course having sweet dreams depended on being able to sleep in the first place. I had just spent the last couple of hours watching my biggest fantasy: having my beautiful wife fucked by a big no huge cock come true and she knowing it that I was watching it made it more sexy for me. Other than not being there physically, it had been everything I had hoped it would be. I knew Rehana would enjoy having Amit's big cock inside her, but her enthusiasm was beyond my expectations. Both of them were obviously into fucking each other again and the level of the intensity was almost incendiary. The problem I now faced was how to handle the huge amount of sexual tension pulsing through my body. Still, I had waited a long time to live out this fantasy and I didn't want to just jerk myself off when I knew that in a few hours Rehana would be here with me.
Rehana woke up in the morning and felt a hard cock nestled firmly between the cheeks of her ass. She sighed contentedly, recalling what that cock had done to her just hours ago, and pushed back against it, feeling her pussy moisten instantly in anticipation of more fun. Cupping her big soft breast and rolling her already stiff nipple between his thumb and forefinger Amit sent a shiver of excitement coursing directly from her nipple to her pussy. She lifted her leg a little and grabbed Amit's hard cock, slipping it down the crack of her ass and sliding its huge head along the wet folds of her.
Amit groaned, "Damn, Rehana I don't know how can you have so much strength to get going and keep fucking for hours you are a nymphomaniac woman! I sure have missed that!"
Rehana ; I was not like that until I met you now I have become a real whore just want to kepp fucking and fucking
He began moving his hips and Rehana guided his cockhead just where she wanted, teasing her outer lips, rubbing it against her clit, pulling it just inside her, getting it all nice and wet with her now copious flow.
"Yes, baby, and I've missed this I cannot leave without this big thick un cut lund yesss!" she said as she squeezed his cock. "Now let me feel that monster up inside me again!"
Rehana positioned Amit's cockhead right at the entrance to her pussy and he pressed himself against her ass, his dick sliding easily all the way up her cunt.
"Uunnhhh, god, yes! So full, so full of cock yes I feel so filled up when you put that thick lund in my pussy yessssssss!"
Amit began to thrust slowly in and out of her, reveling in the feel of warm, tight, wet pussy on his cock. Rehana pushed back against him, squeezing her vaginal muscles around the fiery hot shaft. It was the kind of unrushed, sensual fuck they'd always enjoyed after they'd gotten past the first torrid, urgent couplings.
"Baby," Rehana whispered between moans, "play with ass, please?"
Well, Amit was more than happy to oblige, however, he slid a finger up her pussy, wetting it with her juices before circling it teasingly around the tight little bud of her sphincter.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']"Ohhhh, godddd! Inside, please, put it inside! Finger-fuck my ass while your big dick fills my cunt!"
Amit complied, shoving his index finger all the way in. It had been a long time since he'd engaged in any ass play with a woman, and Rehana's sweet little rear door was as hot and tight as any he could remember. He set up a nice, slow rhythm, fucking both her holes, and his cock seemed to get even harder with the additional pressure of his finger in her ass.
Rehana let out a series of deep, long, keening moans as she came. Amit felt her spasms as her pussy contracted on his cock and her ass clenched his finger. He waited, letting the spasms subside and then started to move again, ready to pursue his own release.
"No, babe, wait...wait, please." Rehana reached back, grabbed his hand, and eased the finger from her ass before pulling her hips away, causing his cock to slip out. Quickly, she hopped off the bed, turned on the computer, activated the web cam, and sent an invitation to Saleem giving him access. "Be there, my love," she thought, "be there. Join us again, please."
It had been hours since I'd witnessed my wife fucking her big-dicked boyfriend. Much to my surprise, I'd actually drifted off to sleep pretty quickly after she'd ended the show. Although I'd been sexually charged way beyond anything I'd ever experienced and, as best I could recall, still had a throbbing erection when sleep came, I must have been emotionally exhausted, because I crashed hard.
When I did wake up and looked at the clock, I wondered if I should call a doctor immediately, since it had been close to seven hours since I'd nodded off and I still had that throbbing erection!
I managed to crawl out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for some desperately needed coffee, my morning wood bouncing in front of me the whole way. Thank god I'd programmed the coffee maker before getting online last night! A few swigs and now I had a throbbing, caffeinated cock.
My timing was impeccable, because I'd just settled into my chair and logged on when Rehana's message came up on the screen. I quickly accepted and watched as Rehana's smiling face, sporting the telltale signs of a recent orgasm, came into focus.
"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well? Did you sleep at all? I hope so because I'll be home in a few more hours and I want you up and ready for me!"
I chuckled. "Well, I did get some sleep alright and if I had my cam on, I'd show you just how 'up and ready' I am!"
She laughed and blew me a kiss.
"Looks like you started without me," I said.
I swear Rehana blushed at that.
"Well... sort of." Amit, too, was 'up and ready' and I was wet and more than willing, so...."
"But, see?" she said, pointing to Amit lying in the background, his huge dick sticking straight up, glistening with my wife's pussy juice. "I'm the only one who's gotten off so far. Amit filled my pussy with his cock and then I had him finger my ass. You know what that does to me, lover!"
I smiled. I sure did. That was one of our favorite activities. What puzzled me was how the hell Amit hadn't cum yet. When I'm fingering my wife's ass and fucking her, her response is overwhelming I can never hold out for more than a minute or two. Funny you should mention having your cam on. That's exactly what I'd like you to do turn it on. Then I want you to strip off any clothes you might have on, and make sure the cam is pointed right at your cock."
I did as I was told and then watched as Rehana climbed up on the bed with Amit. Immediately, she threw a leg across his lap, grabbed his cock and started sliding it back and forth across her wet, swollen pussy lips. The camera was aimed directly at the front of Rehana and all I could see was Amit's legs and his balls nestled under her neatly trimmed mound of pubic hair. She stayed that way for a couple of minutes obviously enjoying the feeling of being completely filled with the biggest cock she had ever had inside her.
Rehana looked into the camera, arched her back, and raised her hands to cup her big beautiful breasts and play with her nipples. She was clearly enjoying being an exhibitionist and was playing to the camera for my viewing pleasure. After playing with her breasts for e few minutes, Rehana leaned forward, grabbed Amit's thighs, and placed her hand on Amit's thighs so she could raise her ass off of his cock to fuck him at her pace. She rose so that only the head of his cock remained in her pussy and then lowered herself to the bottom so that only his balls were visible
"Are you gonna keep teasing me, honey rehana? I'm not complaining I love what you're doin' but I sure would like to be back inside you," I heard Amit say.
"You mean like this?" Rehana said as she lunged down on Amit's shaft, and started running her fingers lightly over his balls.
"Oh, god, yes! Rehana you fucking whore chinal maderchood woman, you are so hot and tight and wet!"
I watched as my wife began bouncing on Amit's lap, sliding up and down his long, thick pole as her cunt lips gripped it and left it slick and shiny with her juices. I'd seen this only a few hours ago, but I was still captivated by the sight. My wife being fucked well, fucking, actually another man, a guy with a huge cock! I grabbed my own and started stroking it, smearing my already copious around the head and down the shaft, knowing full well what Amit was feeling and imagining her mouth sliding up and down my shaft while she fucked him.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']"You...are...one...lucky...man...Saleem to have such a sexy lusty chinal as your wife...!" Amit kind of grunted out the words as my wife fucked him harder, rising higher and slamming herself down on him over and over again. She was diddling her clit at the same time and then I saw her eyes open wide at some new, unexpected sensation.
"Ooohhhhh, yeahhhh, do it! All the way! Harder!essssss yes yes fuck me you fuck so much better then my husband honey saleem look how big is his dick how when he fucks your wife yes'
I knew right away that Amit had started finger-fucking my wife's ass again.
I also knew that Rehana was fixated on the sight of me stroking my cock on cam but I had to stop. I wanted desperately to cum, but I didn't want to break my promise to Rehana, so I squeezed the base of my shaft hard and then just took my hand off.
"Yes, baby, fuck him hard, fuck that big lund in your cunt harder yes my lovely wife keep fucking that big un cut dick " I told her. "Squeeze that tight cunt around his big un cut cock, let him do your hot ass with his finger! You actually want two inside you don't you?"
"Uunnnhhhhhh...hunnnnhhhhh...." Rehana groaned, her eyes glazing over in that lust-filled expression I knew meant she was really, really close.
She gasped.
"That's what she's got now, Salem your whore wife wants not just one but two big lunds at a time," Amit said. "I've just slid another finger in that sweet little ass! See how she loves that? I think she just might like you in her ass while I fuck her pussy!"
That was all it took. Rehana's entire body went rigid as she came, her eyes wide, staring at my cock on the computer screen, her mouth open in a soundless scream of intense pleasure, a deep crimson blush spreading across her neck and chest.
I saw Amit stiffen as well, his hips rising almost completely off the bed, lifting my wife as he drove deep into her. His balls pulled up tight against the base of his shaft and I knew that he was shooting rope after rope of hot cum right up against my wife's cervix, planting his seed deep in her womb. If she weren't on the pill, he'd be impregnating her for sure.
It was too much way too much for me.
I couldn't stop. I lost control. I grabbed my cock and squeezed the base again, but it didn't matter.
"AAAHHHH, REHANA!!!!!!" I yelled, as I felt my own searing cum shoot out, the first hot burst reaching my lips and chin, the second, third, and fourth coating my neck and chest.
"YESSSSS! Ohhhh, godddddd...." Rehana screamed, another huge orgasm wracking her body.
There was nothing else I could do my promise was already broken so I started stroking my cock, and was amazed as another series of forceful explosions sent more cum spewing all over my abs and dripping down my fingers and over my balls.
"God man, Saleem! That's incredible!"Amit, his arms wrapped around my wife's waist, his cock buried inside her cunt, his cum mixing with hers even as he felt the second tsunami crash through her body, had seen me cum seen me cum without touching myself and then, when I did start stroking, cum again within seconds.
My wife looked as though she had passed out she was limp, her head bent forward rocking back and forth, her body still quivering. Amit's arms around her waist were the only things holding her up. His head was resting on her shoulder, and he just looked at me, smiling.
I'd slumped back in my chair, overwhelmed by the intensity of my own orgasm and all the sights and sounds of the past hour. I felt my cum dripping off my lip, and stuck my tongue out to catch it.
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry we made you cum, but that was sooo hot seeing you cum without touching yourself and then cum again right away. You have anything left for me when I get home?" Rehana had recovered, and was leaning forward, her beautiful big breasts pressing against Amit's legs as she gazed into the cam.
"Well, certainly not as much now, but don't you worry," I said, wagging my still half hard cock at her. "All I'll have to do is remember the sight of you and Amit fucking, and I'll be hard as steel and ready to fill you with my cum."
Amit was rubbing my wife's back and squeezing her ass when he looked into the cam and said, "Hey, Saleem. I got to thank you, man. You have no idea what last night and this morning have meant to me. You're a hell of a lucky man to have this woman as your wife and she's damn lucky to have you."
"I sure am, my love! I'll be home soon." My wife rolled off of Amit's now soft cock, leaned over and kissed it, and holding her hand tight over her pussy, climbed off the bed and went to get dressed. A few minutes later she re-appeared in front of the cam in bra and panties.
"Saleem, sweetie, I'm heading out in a few minutes. This has been very special and I love you for letting me have this time with Amit. But now I want you. See you soon." She blew me a kiss and shut down the cam.
I couldn't wait for Rehana to get home. I found myself wondering what it would be like to eat her when she got home, still carrying remnants of Amit's cum maybe a whole lot of "remnants." I thought about what she would taste like, her juices and his all intermingled. I also wondered if her pussy would be lose and stretched after getting fucked so much by Amit's huge cock.
I kept re-playing in my mind everything I'd seen and heard since last night, especially this morning as Amit filled my wife's pussy once more while fingering her ass. I was surprised at her reaction (as well as mine!) when he said he thought she'd like having the two of us fuck her—me in her ass and him in her cunt. I'd certainly had one fantasy fulfilled, and granted my wife one of hers in the process. She got to fuck Amit again in front of me and me and her knowing well I was watching her getting fucked , and I got see it. As exciting as it was watching on the web cam, I wanted the real thing even more now. I wanted to be with my wife while Amit fucked her. I wanted the two of us inside her at the same time. And after we'd both cum in her, I wanted to go down on her and clean her up.I found my cock getting stiff.
Just under an hour later, Rehana's car pulled into the garage. I was in the kitchen, waiting thinking of how I would grab her as soon as she came in, lay her on the kitchen table and feast on her sweet, cum-filled pussy, and then fuck her until our juices were mixed.
As the door opened, I moved to carry out my plan, but stopped immediately, a huge grin spreading across my face.
Right behind my lovely wife, was Amit
Amit had to leave to his home town as he fisnhed his work here once he went off Rehana had become too trusty for dick mine was not able to satify her as it was not as big as Amit , even my son Salman got busy with his college and friends so she was these days looking bit not as sexy as she used to be before when Amit was with us then from last few days i again saw her getting back to her normal self of dressing sexy and her glow retuned back on her face I did nto know what was the reason
Soon, it was the day of our anniversary. It was a Tuesday, and I was at work. Around 10.30 in the morning, just when I was having my coffee break, Rehana called me.
"Honey!" She was panting. "Can you take the rest of the day off and come home?"
"Rehana! Is everything OK? Why are you panting?"
"No ... no ... everything is fine." Rehana gasped. "I am just ... masturbating."
"Oh." Was the only thing I could say at my wife's behavior.
"So, this is what I want you to do." Rehana instructed me. "Come home around 12 sharp. I will be going out soon, dropping our son at my mom's." Rehana's widowed mother lived just down the street, and every "And so the house will be empty. Do you understand?"
I understood this simple instruction.
"Yes, dear. I will go to our house at 12 noon sharp."
"Good. Now fatso, listen to me carefully." Rehana's voice almost dropped to a whisper. "You will enter the house, and go up to our bedroom. Remember the huge walk in closet you were hiding and watching me as Amit pounded me, again and again, with his giant cock? Good! You will hide there, close that door. Take your iPad with you too -- the one that has the camera app."
"Yes, dear." I wondered what elaborate scheme Rehana was planning. She sometimes had this sexual role play games that she made me participate it, which were quite detailed. I wondered if she was planning something similar to those.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Harder! Harder! Ah!" Rehana was now screaming into the phone. No doubt, she was fingering herself to an orgasm.
"Ok! Where was I?" Catching her breath, Rehana continued. "So yes, you will remain hiding in that closet like the little fucking pervert you are."
My dick was rising at the condescending tone Rehana was using towards me, and at the noises of her orgasm.
"Now, listen to this, honey. This is important. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, YOU WILL REMAIN INSIDE THE CLOSET until I specifically, remember, SPECIFICALLY, ask you to come out. Do you understand?"
"Yes, dear." My cock was now erect, wondering at the "no matter what happens" part. What did Rehana have in mind?
Soon, I took half the day off work and left, timing it so that I came home just around noon. Rehana and my son was nowhere to be seen. The house was freshly cleaned (Rehana could be a finicky cleaner when in the mood), and our bedroom was also properly made up. I took my iPhone with me, grabbed a stool and entered the huge walk-in closet of our bedroom. Placing the stool so I could sit and watch all the action on the bed through a crack on the closet door, I sat down and turned on my iPad.
In addition to viewing the bed through that crack, I could also see it on my iPad. I had installed secret cameras in the bedroom and in the living room, and they were all wirelessly connected to my iPad. Those cameras helped me tape Rehana and Sheik , then Amit then even with my son Salman's affair, . I switched on the iPad now, plugged in my headphones so I could listen, and switched to our living room camera.
I could hear a voice. Yes, Rehana had just entered our home, and someone seemed to be with her. I could hear a man's voice! Rehana soon came into the living room, and thus on my screen. I could see she was wearing a simple blue sari, wrapped nonchalantly around her body, with her waist and navel exposed. Her blouse was a small, low cut one, giving anyone a good view of her ample cleavage. Her hair was rolled up in a bun at the top of her head. Rehana's guest followed her into the living room. My jaws dropped in shock.
It was our Gardner Ramu! Our Gardner! Ramu was a low-class labourer who went wored in our lawn and took care of our garden and other household work. What was he doing here? I thought.
Ramu was very dark. He could almost be called black, so dark was his complexion. He was slightly tall, and I could see that he was built -- lugging around heavy work was a physically demanding work. Ramu was wearing an old shirt that fit him tightly, and I could see his ripping muscles. His bright white shirt contrasted brilliantly with his ebony skin, and he wore a lungi as a full length kilt that reached to your ankles -- it was a dress worn by the lower class outside as it was cheap).
Ramu followed Rehana into the living room, and I could see him sauntering in as if it was his house. And then Rehana turned, and they embraced! A pang of hot hit me as I saw his hands roaming all over her ass and squeezing her buttocks, while she hugged and kissed him, with her tongue deep inside his mouth. My surprise turned to arousal as Ramu reached up and squeezed Rehana's tits. He unbuttoned her blouse and made Rehana raise her arms. The blouse was soon on the floor, with Rehana's bosom hidden only by a small bra. My wife only threw back her head and purred as he continued to maul her chest. He then worked all over her, turning her around and kissing her buttocks, before playfully spanking them as Rehana laughed. Watching the amorous couple make out, I realized they were very comfortable with each other. Ramu didn't call Rehana the usual respectable memsaab' but was referring to her by name as he aggressively groped her. Rehana also seemed very familiar with Ramu's touch. As my dick surged, I realized they must have been having this affair for some time now. I wondered how many times they had done it on our bed.
Finally, Rehana and Ramu took a breather.
"I will get you some tea, Ramu." My wife offered.
"No, Rehana." Ramu told her. "I want you." He grabbed at her boobs. Rehana playfully slapped his hands away.
"Later, Ramu. Let me go get some tea for you."
Rehana left for the kitchen, and Ramu sat down on my sofa, picked up the remote, and switched on the TV. Here was my gardner, a guy whose social standing was way below mine, and he was sitting in my house, watching my television, while having just enjoyed the charms of my wife. Rehana soon returned with the tea.
"Milk?" She asked, bending over to pour some sweetener into the tea.
"Hold on." Ramu lurched forward and grabbed her boobs. "Let this there is milk his favourite cow."
He reached into her bra, fumbled, and gently popped out one of her breasts. He repeated the action with her other one, as Rehana froze in position, bent over, remaining still. Her boobs were now hanging out of her bra, swinging pendulously. Ramu squeezed one tit, and then the other one. He pretended to milk her breasts as one would milk a cow. I had my dick out of my pants and was rubbing myself as I watched the scene through my iPad.
So there was my wife, bent over, with her bare boobs being fondled by our gardner, and he was calling her a cow, pretending to 'milk' her, while she was laughing and enjoying (even making "moo" sounds).
Ramu finished his tea as Rehana sat beside him, watching him. She made no move to make ,she respectable and place her big soft breasts back inside her bra, and they now hung out. She and Ramu made small talk, mostly about politics and the weather. Occasionally, while drinking tea, Ramu would reach out and squeeze one of her nipples, and Rehana would squeal with glee.
Ramu finished his tea, put down the cup and looked at Rehana.
"Rehana, this morning I had coffee. Then I have tea. Now I will have you."
"Yes, Ramu!" Rehana reached her arms around her back, and unhooked her bra, and threw it across the room. The pallu of her sari fell from her shoulders. She was now topless, locked in a passionate embrace with my Gardner.
[FONT='Calibri','sans-serif']This morning I had coffee.[/font] I just realized the meaning behind Ramu's words. He was here this morning! So Rehana had lied to me, she wasn't masturbating -- it had been Ramu, fucking her!
"Oh, Ramu!" Rehana was now stroking a big bulge in Ramu's lungi with her hands. Ramu had by then unwrapped the sari off Rehana, so she only had her petticoat and panties on. Soon the petticoat was violently ripped off her body, and I could see that Rehana's panty was really a thong, so thin that it slipped into the crack of her butts, leaving the round globes of her ass in full view. This was a complete reversal of our situation, where it would be I who would be naked and Rehana clothed. Here, Rehana was completely exposed to our gardner, while he still had all of his clothes on.
"Ramu, pick me up, and take me to our room." Rehana urged him. She was now very horny, her voice hoarse with desire.
"Yes, memsaab"
Laughing, he picked up my wife easily. Rehana threw her arms around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist, essentially straddling him. I could see that Ramu had no trouble keeping his balance and walk, so strong was he, as Rehana remained attached to him. His hands supported her buttocks, and he would slap and spank at her ass while she continued to kiss him on his eyes, his ears, his nose, and of course, his mouth. My wife was now moaning as Ramu groped and squeezed and played with her butt cheeks, and he was carrying her out of the living room, and thus out of my view.
I could hear him walk up the stairs and soon they were in our marital room. Rehana's ass was now quite red from Ramu's spanks. It was her fault really, she had straddled him, leaving his hands free and her bare butts exposed and vulnerable -- and Ramu had taken advantage.
Rehana slipped out of her thong and lay down on the bed, completely naked, with her long legs spread wide open, giving Ramu a perfect view of her already wet pussy. Ramu untied the knot that held his lungi together and it dropped to floor. I gasped as I saw his tool -- he was hung like a horse. Next came off his shirt. He had a washboard stomach and a beautiful chest. In the words Rehana would later use to describe him, he was a hard working dark skinned stud.
A great pang of inadequacy hit me, as I realized this blue collar worker, who could be working for years to earn what I earned in a day, was soon going to (again!) fuck my wife. And I was powerless to stop it, hiding in the closet and wanking off to the sight of my wife getting a good old fashioned pounding by a stud.
Ramu pushed himself against Rehana. He moved his hips up and pressed the head of his giant cock at her opening. He pushed forward and Rehana pushed back. She was so wet that in one motion, Ramu slid the entire length of his cock into her pussy. He soon had a rhythm going, Rehana matching him thrust for thrust.
I realized that I was now, for the many times in my life, watching another man take my wife in our bedroom. With my full consent, my wife was now being penetrated by another well hung stud, a bull, while I massaged my dick in the closet.
A message from Rehana suddenly lit up my iPad, breaking my thoughts. I realized Rehana had sent a timed sms to me, pre-programming her phone to send me this message at a specific time. Ignoring the loud moans from the bed, I clicked to read her message.
So there it was, my wife was telling me in no uncertain terms what she thought of me, at the same time as our milkman was exploring her innermost depths. The words made me flush red with shame, as I realized her description was true -- she was getting a thorough fucking by our milkman and I was incapable of stopping her, and she was scorning me. I was a cuckold.
As he pumped her, Ramu was complimenting Rehana on her breasts, taking them in his hands and squeezing them up to lick each nipple in turn. He then told her, "Look at you, Rehana, moaning like a cheap prostitute, getting a fuck from me, your gardner. Doesn't your husband satisfy you like this?"
"Mmm...mmm ..." Rehana was in her own zone. "My husband has a small cock, Ramu. It's not even fit to be called a cock." Then I," Ramu declared with an evil smile as he drilled her, "am reaching parts of you that your husband has never been."
"Oh yes! Oh yes!"
I came in my pants, shooting into my hand, at the same time as Ramu ejaculated in her. Rehana was in heaven as Ramu pumped, and pumped, and pumped, his seed into her. As his balls slapped against her ass, he kept calling her all types of names -chinal bosdi randi and so on. Rehana, the wife of a senior executive of a global company, was lapping it all up, as she writhed around on the bed in ecstasy. Our milkman was insulting her with the vilest of insults, and she was content to be impaled on his monster tool.
Afterwards, as they remained on bed entangled in each other's arms, with his cum running down my wife's thighs, Ramu ran his fingers through her hair and asked her, "Rehana, what will happen if your husband finds out I have been fucking his wife for the last couple of weeks?"
"He won't." Rehana adamantly replied, knowing full well I was watching them from within ten feet away. "I have no intention of telling him."
"Yes, but what if I tell him?" Ramu had a sinister grin.
"No, you ... won't ... please tell me you won't." Rehana pleaded with him, while rubbing his phallus. "Please don't."
"Why not?" Ramu was enjoying my wife begging him, and giving him a gentle hand rub while doing so. "I have seen how he behaves with me -- as I don't exist! I want to hold him by the collar and tell him, I am man enough to fuck your wife in your house, over and over, for many days! Oh he will like that!"
"No, please don't do that." Rehana was now licking his member and cajoling him. "Please. He's a nice, kind man and I don't want to hurt him. Please."
"Then I won't fuck you again, randi." Ramu decided. "I am not going to be your little toy coming here every day for your amusement."
"No, no, no! Ramu, please don't!" My wife tried to stop him as he stood up, his cock half erect. I marveled at his power, he had just dumped a gallon of cum in Rehana's pussy, and here he was, Rehana's sucking has managed to get him ready to go again. She was still pleading with him. "Please don't say you will leave me, Ramu." She started to cry. "I need your cock in me. Please."
"Ok, kutti." Ramu sat back down on the edge of the bed and caught hold of a crying Rehana. Holding her firmly by her hair, he made her get down from the bed and kneel down in front of him. Rehana chocked back her sobs and looked up at Ramu in apprehension.
I admired Ramu's position. He was just an ordinary milkman, who in his life probably never had fucked someone as fair skinned or as high class a woman as Rehana. And here he was, with admirable self-control, having a woman like Rehana at his mercy, begging with him, cajoling him, all to get laid.
"Admit it,saali," He told her roughly, "You are a slut and you need my manhood."
"Yes. Sob. I need you in me, Ramu. Sob. I need a real man's meat inside me. I am a slut."
"OK." Ramu decided, "I won't tell your husband, and I will keep you on as my rakhail. But rakhils have to do what their master tells them to do."
He slapped her hard, twice. I was surprised to see him do that, but Rehana didn't even flinch. It looked like she was used to being used as a mere object of pleasure by this blue collar man, and she was relishing it. He slapped her a few more times, leaving dark red marks across her cheeks. Then he roughly pulled her up and positioned her on the bed, face down, with her butt up. Ramu's cock was now completely hard. I was astonished at his recovery powers -- by my calculations this was the third time he would be fucking my wife Rehana today.
He rubbed some saliva onto his dick, as Rehana cocked her head back to look expectantly. With a grunt, he plunged his hardness into the welcoming, fleshy cushions of her ass, this time penetrating her anally. I could hear Rehana gasp as he ploughed his way through, and no doubt she could feel the beginning of another orgasm. Ramu proceeded to fuck her ass hard and fast. He grabbed Rehana's hips with either hand and pulled her closer to him, thrusting deeply into her. Rehana was now crying out with what could only be the cries of unbelievable pleasure. With each thrust, he slapped her ass and they jiggled with the blow. Ramu suddenly went stiff and let out a primal howl as he started to cum in her rear tunnel. When he was finally through, Ramu pulled out and rolled onto his side, leaving a trail of semen across my wife's caboose.
"Rehana, madam, I am leaving. I still have to visit a few more houses to to their lawns."
"Yes. Yes." Rehana was still moaning, her eyes shut, cum oozing out of her every orifice. "When will you come tomorrow again, Ramu?"
"I will come when I will come." Ramu told her, putting his clothes back on. "You will remain home all day to wait for me."
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Rehana decided the best way to approach Amit about this subject was to tell him straightly that Saleem wants to see her fuck him knowing that they are being watched
Rehana called Amit " Amit you know that Saleem knows about our fucking now he told me about what you had told that he love to watch me with other guy now he told me that he wants to watch me in real fucking you infront of him Saleem had a fantasy of watching me being fucked by a big cock, and maybe participating in a threesome with you. He did not want to fuck other women
Amit was excited when he heard from Rehana about Saleem's desire, but not sure how to respond. He had fantasized from the day hwe had seen rehana about fucking Rehana again and again , but those fantasies had never included another man let alone her husband, in any way. When he finally he confessed he very much wanted to have sex with her again and again , but was ambivalent about having her husband being there watching them. He said he might feel different later, but he was a little nervous about it right now. "Any way we could get together without him at least until I feel more comfortable with the whole situation?"
Rehana for Amit's reply and her first reaction was disappointment. She wanted to feel Amit's big cock deep inside her pussy again, but she knew that her husband wanted to participate in some way. It was, after all, his idea and she simply couldn't do it without him. She realized she'd have to be creative her mind went into high gear as she thought of how to make this work for everybody. She smiled when she thought she had the solution and told Amit not to worry just let her take care of the arrangements.
She was immediately wet, thinking about how that cock would feel inside her again. Amit had been able to reach places inside her that no other man, and she'd experienced a level of sexual excitement and near constant arousal that she'd never known.
The next day when I came back home I saw a letter on my table
"My dearest Saleem,
At this very moment, you're probably wondering where I am and what is going on. Remember what I said this morning about having a special treat for you when you got home tonight? Well, the fact that I'm not home right now is the start of a little sensual adventure we're going to have tonight, and I think you're going to enjoy it.
So what I want you to do is get on the computer at 7:30 and open your messenger. I will contact you then.
Your loving wife, Rehana"
Now I was really perplexed and my mind was racing. What was she doing and where was she? I checked in the living room for Rehana's computer where it usually lay next to the recliner, but it was gone, so she must have taken it with her wherever she was right now. She'd told me she was going to have a treat for me, and her note mentioned a "sensual adventure," but now I had no idea what she had in mind. What I did know, was that my wife's naughty, kinky side had taken over, and I while I might "suffer" a bit waiting to see exactly what was going to happen, I was indeed going to enjoy it when it did.
The next hour dragged on for what seemed like ten. Imagining what she was up to, and how this whole little scenario she'd set up was going to play out just added to my lustful anticipation. Somehow I knew this was going to a very special evening.
At 7:20, I got my laptop, turned in on, logged on, and waited. At 7:30 sharp, there she was on IM:
"Are you ready to have some fun?" she typed.
I smiled and replied, " All depends what you have in mind."
"You need to be patient, you will find out shortly."
"Where are you?"
"Well, let's just say I'm close by and about to satisfy one of your fantasies."
"And just how do you propose to do that if you are not here? "Cybersex with you has never been one of my top ten fantasies not when I have the real thing!"
"No, my love, we're not going to 'cyber.' This, I think you'll find, is going to be much, much better."
An invitation to view a web cam came up and I eagerly accepted.
The first thing I saw was my wife smiling at me, dressed in the clothes she'd worn at home. I remember thinking then that they were unusually sexy for a day and she was even hotter now with her hair down and a look or pure, unadulterated lust in her eyes. I could see in the background that she was in a hotel room somewhere; a king-sized bed dominated the room and lights were dimmed, but still providing more than enough for the web cam to pick up everything.
As I watched, Rehana told me to get ready to enjoy the next couple of hours because she was certainly going to. She then turned to her left and what appeared to be the lower torso of a man stepped into the view of the web cam. Rehana's hands reached out to fondle the obvious bulge in his trousers. She wasted no time unbuckling his belt, unzipping him, and pulling his slacks down, revealing tight briefs and a barely contained monster of a cock that wasn't even fully erect yet. Rehana reached up and grabbed the top of the briefs, pulling down. I had to admit that what came into view was impressive: still only semi-hard, it looked to be at least 7 or 8 inches long rising above a pair of large balls. Rehana looked into the web cam and reached up to cup his balls with her right hand and grab his cock with her left My pulse quickened and my own cock began to rise, as though Rehana was fondling me at the same time.
I'd fantasized about seeing my wife with another man for quite some time and she knew what that fantasy did when we played it out in bed. Now there she was in real life,and she was doing it with my knowledge holding another man's cock and balls. I couldn't get out of my own clothes fast enough!
I watched, mesmerized, as Rehana leaned forward, brought the head of the cock up to her lips and stuck out her tongue to lick the tip. It immediately began to stiffen more and grow as she sucked the entire head into her mouth. As she worked her lips up and down the shaft, the monster grew to its fully aroused state. It had to be 9, if not 10, inches long and my wife's hand just barely managed to close around it as she slowly stroked up and down the slick shaft.
Rehana looked into the web cam. "You like this, don't you? You've always told me you wanted to see this, so...."
By now I was well aware that the big cock belonged to Amit
"I've been thinking about this for months. See his balls? They're full of nice, hot, sweet cum, 'cause poor Amit hasn't had sex for at least two weeks. He's going to work that big dick deep into my pussy, fuck me hard, and cum inside me. And you get to watch—just like you've always dreamed."
I was watching, all right. I couldn't take my eyes off her mouth as she sucked Amit, teasing him further and further into her throat. She eased off, and looked straight into the web cam as she continued stroking him and fondling his balls. I couldn't see Amit's face, but I heard him moaning.
"And I have to be honest, my love. This is just as much for me as it is to fulfill your fantasy. You know all about Amit and me, and how I loved being fucked by his big cock. And I suspect, these past few weeks, you've been well aware that when you were using that big dildo on me, I was thinking about Amit's cock and how it would feel to have him deep up inside me again."
I couldn't argue with that. I knew it and I knew how that realization had added immeasurably, surprisingly, to my own excitement.
"I know you actually wanted to be in the room to watch me with another man. Amit wasn't quite ready for that yet, and I couldn't wait any longer to have this monster again." She turned back and sucked him again, flicking her tongue over the fleshy head, teasing out a drop of pre-cum that glistened in the light for an instant before she devoured it.
Rehana smacked her lips. "Mmmmmmm, even better than your's or your Sheiks! Anyway, this is the compromise solution I came up with. Amit obviously is fine with it, and you can see how I feel. I took a chance, I know, but somehow I knew you'd accept it as well."
I responded with a resounding "yes," thrilled that she was doing something that I didn't think she would ever actually do. I knew, too, that this was just the first step and that sooner or later I'd be in the same room with the two of them.
Rehana stood up, firmly gripping Amit's cock, and leading him up onto the bed. She took off his shirt, the last thing he had on, and pushed him down, his massive dick bouncing against his abs, then jutting straight up, throbbing. Quickly stripping off her blouse and wriggling out of her saree as she stood above him, it was obvious that my wife wasn't interested in any foreplay or slow, sensual, lovemaking. She wanted to fuck, the feel Amit inside her again.
Amit was leaning back against a mountain of pillows and I could see by the expression on his face that he had the same thing in mind. He gazed up lustily at my wife as she unhooked her bra and caressed her big soft fair breasts. She slid her hand down into her panties, obviously strumming her clit as her hips gyrated slowly to her own internal sensual rhythm. All the while, she was looking straight into Amit's eyes and running her tongue over her lips.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']Unwilling and unable to resist any longer, Amit sat up, reached forward, and grabbed my wife's legs, tracing his fingers up the inside of her thighs. He pulled her panties to one side and shoved two fingers deep into her slick pussy. I watched Rehana's knees start to buckle as she began gasping for breath in the throes of what I knew all too well to be the first of many orgasms she would certainly have before the night was over. Amit added a third, then a fourth finger as Rehana shamelessly humped his hand. I was certain I could see her juices sliding down his wrist.
My wife, eyes glazed with desire, looked into the web cam. "No more waiting, Saleem. This is what you've wanted to see and god knows this is what I've wanted for some time now." With that, she pulled away from Amit's hand, tugged her panties down her legs, and stepped out of them as she straddled Amit's lap and began to lower herself, her pussy aligned perfectly with the throbbing shaft jutting straight up below her. She dropped to her knees, reached down, and started rubbing that monster cock all along her slit, all the while looking straight at me through the web cam.
Suddenly she dropped right on it, taking all 10 inches at once, impaling herself completely.
For a moment she didn't move at all, but I could see her entire body quivering and I knew she was focused entirely on the feel of Amit's cock once again filling her tight cunt. Slowly, she raised up and I saw about half of Amit's fuck pole emerge, glistening with her juices, before she lunged down on it. Then up again, nearly all of him coming out of her before she lowered herself, taking him in to the hilt.
I watched as she increased her pace, fucking him faster, bouncing on his thighs, as he arched up to meet her, burying himself deep. She was riding him hard, rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples with one hand while the other worked furiously on her clit. Her hair whipped around her face and a fine sheen of sweat now covered her body.Amit grabbed my wife's hips, holding her down tight against him as he ground into her. Rehana groaned and began moving her hips in a circular motion. I knew she was probably squeezing her vaginal muscles as well something that always sent me over the edge.
Amit bent his knees and pulled his feet up, spreading my wife's legs wide and giving me clear view of her pussy lips splayed around his thick, red, shaft. Another, deeper groan filled the room and Amit again thrust his hips up. I saw his balls contract and I knew he was right on the verge of cumming in my wife.
Rehana's wail confirmed it and she started shaking uncontrollably as she was clearly feeling the sharp stabs of hot cum shooting deep in her cunt. Amit kept himself buried deep as the first ropes of his seed spewed into my wife, but within seconds he was again fucking her hard and fast, gripping her hips and moving her body up and down on his cock.
My wife arched her back and grabbed Amit's arms for support, her tits thrust out and bouncing in time with his strokes. Her throat and big breasts flushed a deep pink as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure racked her body. She was gasping for breath and making sounds I'd never heard when we fucked.
I was absolutely hypnotized so transfixed with what I was watching that I'd actually stopped stroking myself. Unconsciously, I was squeezing the base of my cock hard, trying vainly to simulate the sensation of Rehana's tight pussy grabbing me, milking me as she came when I was balls-deep inside her. Pre-cum had been leaking out almost the entire time I'd been watching and had dribbled down onto my fingers and balls. I hadn't cum, but it looked like it.
Rehana slumped back on Amit, his hands fondling her huge soft tits and moving down to feel her slick pussy. He reached under her arms and pulled her whole body up just enough to cause his massive prick to slide out, shining with their co-mingled cum. Rehana, slowly recovering but still languishing in the afterglow of a magnificent fucking, spread her lips wide and squeezed. A stream of Amit's spunk oozed out, sliding, white and sticky, down her slit, and she gently massaged it into the folds of her pussy.
Raising herself up again, my wife, smiled, looking right into the web cam right into my eyes as she dipped two fingers into her folds, scooping out another massive dollop of Amit's cum. Staring right at me, she brought her cum-covered fingers to her lips and sucked them deep into her mouth.
She smiled again, then rolled off and cuddled up next to Amit, reaching down to gently caress his cock and balls, while he reached down and fondled my wife's ass. It was a picture of perfect sexual contentment, and I felt a sharp pang of jealousy, resentment, and sadness well up inside me. And it wasn't because my wife had just fucked another man her big-dicked boyfriend. I wanted to be there not watching on a fucking web cam. My dick, however, wasn't at all conflicted; it was still painfully erect, throbbing, pulsing out little drops of pre-cum. They just lay there awhile, their bodies glistening with sweat, kissing and holding each other, until Amit got up and brought the laptop down to the bed to get a close-up of her wet, sloppy pussy
the lips red and swollen, globs of cum still seeping out and sliding down her ass. In the background I heard Rehana tell him that was the best fuck she had had in years, that his big cock felt so good in her pussy, and that she couldn't believe how much cum he'd shot into her. Amit then said something that I bet Rehana didn't expect any more than I did. He said the fact that someone was watching him over the web cam added to his excitement.
"Too bad Saleem's not here," I heard my wife say. "I'd like nothing more than to have him cleaning up this wet, sloppy pussy while you watch."
I'd lapped up my own cum from her pussy, her ass, her breasts lots of times, but until now the thought of sucking another man's cum out of my wife's cunt had never crossed my mind. Strangely, I found the idea just added to my excitement and at that point I wanted desperately to be there with them, down between her legs, doing exactly as she suggested.
I started stroking myself again, knowing I was just seconds away from the most intense orgasm of my life when Rehana said, "No! Don't cum yet! Don't cum until I get back home!"[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']I groaned in frustration. "Alright, but I don't know how long I can hold out!"
Rehana laughed. "It'll be worth it[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']trust me!"
I saw Rehana slide off the bed as Amit put the computer back on the dresser. A few minutes later, she came back into camera ranged, crawled up on the bed, straddled Amit's waist and looked over her shoulder into the webcam.
"Are you ready for round two?" she asked.
I thought about if for a second, with mixed feelings. I had enjoyed watching Rehana get fucked even if I was not there and was sure that it would be just as exciting to watch it again, but my cock was rock hard and my balls desperately needed relief they were ready to explode and I honestly didn't know if I could stand watching another round without being able to cum.
"Remember, Saleem you started this. I admit I was happy to go along, but right now I just want to have Amit fuck me again and again with his huge cock. I'm not ready to come home just yet. You told me to enjoy myself and that's what I intend to do. You can watch or not just as long as you keep your promise not to cum until I get home."
With that she moved her hand down to Amit's crotch and began to play with his cock and balls. It hadn't been 20 minutes since he'd cum, but Amit was starting to respond to her touch. Of course he was 16 years younger, but the short recovery time was still impressive. Once again my eyes were drawn to Rehana's left hand as she slowly stroked his hardening cock. Seeing as her hand caressed another man's cock had an affect on my psyche that was even stronger than I had imagined. I didn't think it was possible, but my cock seemed to get even harder.
I watched on my computer as Amit caressed my wife's beautiful body, stroking her breasts, causing her nipples to stand at attention. He spooned up to her from the back exactly like I do with her and began thrusting against her ass. She lifted her left leg a little to give him better access. He slid down a little and she moaned as his cock entered her. At the same time, he reached around and started to play with her clit. Rehana loved to be fucked from behind and I knew this was one position she'd probably wanted most to re-live with Amit.
She raised up on her hands and knees, displaying her glistening cunt lips for me briefly before moving around so I could have the full benefit of seeing her impaled on Amit's huge shaft. Amit grabbed her hips and moved her around further, denying me that view, but positioning her so that she was looking straight at the web cam, staring right into my eyes. I knew by the way her eyes closed and her mouth opened in a silent moan that Amit was again entering my wife, stretching her, filling her in a way I couldn't. Seconds later, my wife's eyes opened wide, she look straight at me, smiled, and licked her lips.
"Oh, god, so good, so big, so hot.... Fuck me. Fuck me hard, amit it is o much thicker and longer then my husbands yours honey she pointed at me with her finger Amit you are much much bigger and thicker I feel so full in my cunt my husband never felt it like this in my cunt honey do you know how big he feels inside me she was abusing me an d I was loving it!"
Amit seemed to ignore her pleas as though he was intent on teasing her with long, slow, steady strokes. Again, by the look on her face I could tell when he was bottoming out and when he'd withdrawn almost completely. With the web cam angled the way it was, I couldn't see his face; I could only see his abs and his hands grabbing my wife's hips as he fucked her, gradually increasing his pace, her full tits swaying back and forth, erect nipples brushing against the sheets with each thrust.
I could see on Rehana's face that she was close. Her breathing became labored as Amit thrust into her harder and harder by the minute. With each stroke Rehana's body was pushed closer to the camera. I could hear their bodies slapping into each other and if Amit had not been holding her hips she would not have been able to stay upright. Amit was shoving all 10 inches of his cock as far into her pussy as he could and doing it as hard as he could.
She raised her head and looked at me one more time before her eyes closed, her face flushed deep crimson, and a prolonged moaning emerged from somewhere deep, deep inside my wife was cumming with an intensity I'd never seen before!
"Yes, yes, don't stop! Fuck me, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck yesssssss AAAAAAAMmitiiiitttttt. Fill my cunt with your cum! I want it, I need it...NOW!"
I heard Amit grunting and saw him bend forward over my Rehana's back, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her hard back against him. There was no mistaking it he was taking my wife just the way she wanted it he was pumping his load deep inside her yet again as she milked every last drop from him.
Rehana's arms gave out and she collapsed flat on the bed, bringing Amit's face into camera range as he fell with her, keeping them coupled, his huge cock buried to the hilt in my wife's convulsing pussy. He looked briefly into the web cam, grinned, and then bent down to kiss my wife's neck a post-coital caress I knew she loved. She sighed, turned her head and kissed him deeply.
I could hardly believe what I had just seen and my cock was again painfully hard and slick with pre-cum. I was going crazy with lust after seeing my wife fucked hard by her big-cocked boyfriend. When I looked at Rehana lying on the bed with Amit on top of her I thought that maybe she had passed out. A few seconds later, though, she raised her head and looked at the camera.
"I love you for letting me do this. I love Amit's big cock, the 'thing' I have for big cocks." I could see the love in her eyes as she smiled at me, adding, "saleem, sweetie, I never dreamed you would let me fuck someone else, let alone that you'd enjoy watching it! Are you happy I helped you realize one of your fantasies?"[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']I told her she was the sexiest wife in the world and it had been even better than I'd imagined.
"The only problem with how we've made this fantasy a reality is that I'm in agony right now ''I need you!"
Rehana smiled.
"Well, my love, I've got some bad news for you. Right now I couldn't help you very much even if I was there--I am completely sated and Amit fucked me so hard there's no way I could handle another cock tonight. Besides, you said you wanted me to make the most of Amit being here, so....
"...I'm going to sleep here tonight and in the morning I'm going to get Amit to fill me up one more time. That's what I'm going to bring home to you tomorrow, my love a well-fucked pussy still slick with Amit's cum. Will you be ready to fuck me, then? Will you be ready to take your "sloppy seconds?"
I groaned. "Ready?" Was she kidding? She was right about one thing, though. I did tell her she should take full advantage of Amit being down here, so I had only myself to blame. Well, not quite—it wasn't my idea to hold off and not cum until Rehana came home. In the end, though, I'd agreed, so my own promise was got me into this predicament: an erection that hadn't gone down for hours, and balls aching to release the load that had built up.
"I'm shutting down now, Saleem. I'll be home tomorrow around noon, but if you want, you can watch Amit fuck me again before he leaves. Just remember your promise no jerking off. You can masturbate all you want, just don't cum. Save it all for me! Sweet dreams!"
My beautiful wife, who with my encouragement had just been royally fucked by another man, told me she loved me more than ever but she also loved how it felt to have Amit's big cock inside her again. That feeling of fullness was the only thing that I could not give her and she appreciated that I cared so much for her that I allowed her to experience that pleasure again. She blew me a kiss and turned the web cam off, leaving me with all the mental images of what I'd witnessed over the past few hours, and wondering how the hell I could stand another round without breaking my promise. By tomorrow morning, I might not even have to touch myself just seeing them fucking again could send me over the edge.
Of course having sweet dreams depended on being able to sleep in the first place. I had just spent the last couple of hours watching my biggest fantasy: having my beautiful wife fucked by a big no huge cock come true and she knowing it that I was watching it made it more sexy for me. Other than not being there physically, it had been everything I had hoped it would be. I knew Rehana would enjoy having Amit's big cock inside her, but her enthusiasm was beyond my expectations. Both of them were obviously into fucking each other again and the level of the intensity was almost incendiary. The problem I now faced was how to handle the huge amount of sexual tension pulsing through my body. Still, I had waited a long time to live out this fantasy and I didn't want to just jerk myself off when I knew that in a few hours Rehana would be here with me.
Rehana woke up in the morning and felt a hard cock nestled firmly between the cheeks of her ass. She sighed contentedly, recalling what that cock had done to her just hours ago, and pushed back against it, feeling her pussy moisten instantly in anticipation of more fun. Cupping her big soft breast and rolling her already stiff nipple between his thumb and forefinger Amit sent a shiver of excitement coursing directly from her nipple to her pussy. She lifted her leg a little and grabbed Amit's hard cock, slipping it down the crack of her ass and sliding its huge head along the wet folds of her.
Amit groaned, "Damn, Rehana I don't know how can you have so much strength to get going and keep fucking for hours you are a nymphomaniac woman! I sure have missed that!"
Rehana ; I was not like that until I met you now I have become a real whore just want to kepp fucking and fucking
He began moving his hips and Rehana guided his cockhead just where she wanted, teasing her outer lips, rubbing it against her clit, pulling it just inside her, getting it all nice and wet with her now copious flow.
"Yes, baby, and I've missed this I cannot leave without this big thick un cut lund yesss!" she said as she squeezed his cock. "Now let me feel that monster up inside me again!"
Rehana positioned Amit's cockhead right at the entrance to her pussy and he pressed himself against her ass, his dick sliding easily all the way up her cunt.
"Uunnhhh, god, yes! So full, so full of cock yes I feel so filled up when you put that thick lund in my pussy yessssssss!"
Amit began to thrust slowly in and out of her, reveling in the feel of warm, tight, wet pussy on his cock. Rehana pushed back against him, squeezing her vaginal muscles around the fiery hot shaft. It was the kind of unrushed, sensual fuck they'd always enjoyed after they'd gotten past the first torrid, urgent couplings.
"Baby," Rehana whispered between moans, "play with ass, please?"
Well, Amit was more than happy to oblige, however, he slid a finger up her pussy, wetting it with her juices before circling it teasingly around the tight little bud of her sphincter.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']"Ohhhh, godddd! Inside, please, put it inside! Finger-fuck my ass while your big dick fills my cunt!"
Amit complied, shoving his index finger all the way in. It had been a long time since he'd engaged in any ass play with a woman, and Rehana's sweet little rear door was as hot and tight as any he could remember. He set up a nice, slow rhythm, fucking both her holes, and his cock seemed to get even harder with the additional pressure of his finger in her ass.
Rehana let out a series of deep, long, keening moans as she came. Amit felt her spasms as her pussy contracted on his cock and her ass clenched his finger. He waited, letting the spasms subside and then started to move again, ready to pursue his own release.
"No, babe, wait...wait, please." Rehana reached back, grabbed his hand, and eased the finger from her ass before pulling her hips away, causing his cock to slip out. Quickly, she hopped off the bed, turned on the computer, activated the web cam, and sent an invitation to Saleem giving him access. "Be there, my love," she thought, "be there. Join us again, please."
It had been hours since I'd witnessed my wife fucking her big-dicked boyfriend. Much to my surprise, I'd actually drifted off to sleep pretty quickly after she'd ended the show. Although I'd been sexually charged way beyond anything I'd ever experienced and, as best I could recall, still had a throbbing erection when sleep came, I must have been emotionally exhausted, because I crashed hard.
When I did wake up and looked at the clock, I wondered if I should call a doctor immediately, since it had been close to seven hours since I'd nodded off and I still had that throbbing erection!
I managed to crawl out of bed and made my way to the kitchen for some desperately needed coffee, my morning wood bouncing in front of me the whole way. Thank god I'd programmed the coffee maker before getting online last night! A few swigs and now I had a throbbing, caffeinated cock.
My timing was impeccable, because I'd just settled into my chair and logged on when Rehana's message came up on the screen. I quickly accepted and watched as Rehana's smiling face, sporting the telltale signs of a recent orgasm, came into focus.
"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well? Did you sleep at all? I hope so because I'll be home in a few more hours and I want you up and ready for me!"
I chuckled. "Well, I did get some sleep alright and if I had my cam on, I'd show you just how 'up and ready' I am!"
She laughed and blew me a kiss.
"Looks like you started without me," I said.
I swear Rehana blushed at that.
"Well... sort of." Amit, too, was 'up and ready' and I was wet and more than willing, so...."
"But, see?" she said, pointing to Amit lying in the background, his huge dick sticking straight up, glistening with my wife's pussy juice. "I'm the only one who's gotten off so far. Amit filled my pussy with his cock and then I had him finger my ass. You know what that does to me, lover!"
I smiled. I sure did. That was one of our favorite activities. What puzzled me was how the hell Amit hadn't cum yet. When I'm fingering my wife's ass and fucking her, her response is overwhelming I can never hold out for more than a minute or two. Funny you should mention having your cam on. That's exactly what I'd like you to do turn it on. Then I want you to strip off any clothes you might have on, and make sure the cam is pointed right at your cock."
I did as I was told and then watched as Rehana climbed up on the bed with Amit. Immediately, she threw a leg across his lap, grabbed his cock and started sliding it back and forth across her wet, swollen pussy lips. The camera was aimed directly at the front of Rehana and all I could see was Amit's legs and his balls nestled under her neatly trimmed mound of pubic hair. She stayed that way for a couple of minutes obviously enjoying the feeling of being completely filled with the biggest cock she had ever had inside her.
Rehana looked into the camera, arched her back, and raised her hands to cup her big beautiful breasts and play with her nipples. She was clearly enjoying being an exhibitionist and was playing to the camera for my viewing pleasure. After playing with her breasts for e few minutes, Rehana leaned forward, grabbed Amit's thighs, and placed her hand on Amit's thighs so she could raise her ass off of his cock to fuck him at her pace. She rose so that only the head of his cock remained in her pussy and then lowered herself to the bottom so that only his balls were visible
"Are you gonna keep teasing me, honey rehana? I'm not complaining I love what you're doin' but I sure would like to be back inside you," I heard Amit say.
"You mean like this?" Rehana said as she lunged down on Amit's shaft, and started running her fingers lightly over his balls.
"Oh, god, yes! Rehana you fucking whore chinal maderchood woman, you are so hot and tight and wet!"
I watched as my wife began bouncing on Amit's lap, sliding up and down his long, thick pole as her cunt lips gripped it and left it slick and shiny with her juices. I'd seen this only a few hours ago, but I was still captivated by the sight. My wife being fucked well, fucking, actually another man, a guy with a huge cock! I grabbed my own and started stroking it, smearing my already copious around the head and down the shaft, knowing full well what Amit was feeling and imagining her mouth sliding up and down my shaft while she fucked him.[/font]
[FONT='Tahoma','sans-serif']"You...are...one...lucky...man...Saleem to have such a sexy lusty chinal as your wife...!" Amit kind of grunted out the words as my wife fucked him harder, rising higher and slamming herself down on him over and over again. She was diddling her clit at the same time and then I saw her eyes open wide at some new, unexpected sensation.
"Ooohhhhh, yeahhhh, do it! All the way! Harder!essssss yes yes fuck me you fuck so much better then my husband honey saleem look how big is his dick how when he fucks your wife yes'
I knew right away that Amit had started finger-fucking my wife's ass again.
I also knew that Rehana was fixated on the sight of me stroking my cock on cam but I had to stop. I wanted desperately to cum, but I didn't want to break my promise to Rehana, so I squeezed the base of my shaft hard and then just took my hand off.
"Yes, baby, fuck him hard, fuck that big lund in your cunt harder yes my lovely wife keep fucking that big un cut dick " I told her. "Squeeze that tight cunt around his big un cut cock, let him do your hot ass with his finger! You actually want two inside you don't you?"
"Uunnnhhhhhh...hunnnnhhhhh...." Rehana groaned, her eyes glazing over in that lust-filled expression I knew meant she was really, really close.
She gasped.
"That's what she's got now, Salem your whore wife wants not just one but two big lunds at a time," Amit said. "I've just slid another finger in that sweet little ass! See how she loves that? I think she just might like you in her ass while I fuck her pussy!"
That was all it took. Rehana's entire body went rigid as she came, her eyes wide, staring at my cock on the computer screen, her mouth open in a soundless scream of intense pleasure, a deep crimson blush spreading across her neck and chest.
I saw Amit stiffen as well, his hips rising almost completely off the bed, lifting my wife as he drove deep into her. His balls pulled up tight against the base of his shaft and I knew that he was shooting rope after rope of hot cum right up against my wife's cervix, planting his seed deep in her womb. If she weren't on the pill, he'd be impregnating her for sure.
It was too much way too much for me.
I couldn't stop. I lost control. I grabbed my cock and squeezed the base again, but it didn't matter.
"AAAHHHH, REHANA!!!!!!" I yelled, as I felt my own searing cum shoot out, the first hot burst reaching my lips and chin, the second, third, and fourth coating my neck and chest.
"YESSSSS! Ohhhh, godddddd...." Rehana screamed, another huge orgasm wracking her body.
There was nothing else I could do my promise was already broken so I started stroking my cock, and was amazed as another series of forceful explosions sent more cum spewing all over my abs and dripping down my fingers and over my balls.
"God man, Saleem! That's incredible!"Amit, his arms wrapped around my wife's waist, his cock buried inside her cunt, his cum mixing with hers even as he felt the second tsunami crash through her body, had seen me cum seen me cum without touching myself and then, when I did start stroking, cum again within seconds.
My wife looked as though she had passed out she was limp, her head bent forward rocking back and forth, her body still quivering. Amit's arms around her waist were the only things holding her up. His head was resting on her shoulder, and he just looked at me, smiling.
I'd slumped back in my chair, overwhelmed by the intensity of my own orgasm and all the sights and sounds of the past hour. I felt my cum dripping off my lip, and stuck my tongue out to catch it.
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry we made you cum, but that was sooo hot seeing you cum without touching yourself and then cum again right away. You have anything left for me when I get home?" Rehana had recovered, and was leaning forward, her beautiful big breasts pressing against Amit's legs as she gazed into the cam.
"Well, certainly not as much now, but don't you worry," I said, wagging my still half hard cock at her. "All I'll have to do is remember the sight of you and Amit fucking, and I'll be hard as steel and ready to fill you with my cum."
Amit was rubbing my wife's back and squeezing her ass when he looked into the cam and said, "Hey, Saleem. I got to thank you, man. You have no idea what last night and this morning have meant to me. You're a hell of a lucky man to have this woman as your wife and she's damn lucky to have you."
"I sure am, my love! I'll be home soon." My wife rolled off of Amit's now soft cock, leaned over and kissed it, and holding her hand tight over her pussy, climbed off the bed and went to get dressed. A few minutes later she re-appeared in front of the cam in bra and panties.
"Saleem, sweetie, I'm heading out in a few minutes. This has been very special and I love you for letting me have this time with Amit. But now I want you. See you soon." She blew me a kiss and shut down the cam.
I couldn't wait for Rehana to get home. I found myself wondering what it would be like to eat her when she got home, still carrying remnants of Amit's cum maybe a whole lot of "remnants." I thought about what she would taste like, her juices and his all intermingled. I also wondered if her pussy would be lose and stretched after getting fucked so much by Amit's huge cock.
I kept re-playing in my mind everything I'd seen and heard since last night, especially this morning as Amit filled my wife's pussy once more while fingering her ass. I was surprised at her reaction (as well as mine!) when he said he thought she'd like having the two of us fuck her—me in her ass and him in her cunt. I'd certainly had one fantasy fulfilled, and granted my wife one of hers in the process. She got to fuck Amit again in front of me and me and her knowing well I was watching her getting fucked , and I got see it. As exciting as it was watching on the web cam, I wanted the real thing even more now. I wanted to be with my wife while Amit fucked her. I wanted the two of us inside her at the same time. And after we'd both cum in her, I wanted to go down on her and clean her up.I found my cock getting stiff.
Just under an hour later, Rehana's car pulled into the garage. I was in the kitchen, waiting thinking of how I would grab her as soon as she came in, lay her on the kitchen table and feast on her sweet, cum-filled pussy, and then fuck her until our juices were mixed.
As the door opened, I moved to carry out my plan, but stopped immediately, a huge grin spreading across my face.
Right behind my lovely wife, was Amit
Amit had to leave to his home town as he fisnhed his work here once he went off Rehana had become too trusty for dick mine was not able to satify her as it was not as big as Amit , even my son Salman got busy with his college and friends so she was these days looking bit not as sexy as she used to be before when Amit was with us then from last few days i again saw her getting back to her normal self of dressing sexy and her glow retuned back on her face I did nto know what was the reason
Soon, it was the day of our anniversary. It was a Tuesday, and I was at work. Around 10.30 in the morning, just when I was having my coffee break, Rehana called me.
"Honey!" She was panting. "Can you take the rest of the day off and come home?"
"Rehana! Is everything OK? Why are you panting?"
"No ... no ... everything is fine." Rehana gasped. "I am just ... masturbating."
"Oh." Was the only thing I could say at my wife's behavior.
"So, this is what I want you to do." Rehana instructed me. "Come home around 12 sharp. I will be going out soon, dropping our son at my mom's." Rehana's widowed mother lived just down the street, and every "And so the house will be empty. Do you understand?"
I understood this simple instruction.
"Yes, dear. I will go to our house at 12 noon sharp."
"Good. Now fatso, listen to me carefully." Rehana's voice almost dropped to a whisper. "You will enter the house, and go up to our bedroom. Remember the huge walk in closet you were hiding and watching me as Amit pounded me, again and again, with his giant cock? Good! You will hide there, close that door. Take your iPad with you too -- the one that has the camera app."
"Yes, dear." I wondered what elaborate scheme Rehana was planning. She sometimes had this sexual role play games that she made me participate it, which were quite detailed. I wondered if she was planning something similar to those.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Harder! Harder! Ah!" Rehana was now screaming into the phone. No doubt, she was fingering herself to an orgasm.
"Ok! Where was I?" Catching her breath, Rehana continued. "So yes, you will remain hiding in that closet like the little fucking pervert you are."
My dick was rising at the condescending tone Rehana was using towards me, and at the noises of her orgasm.
"Now, listen to this, honey. This is important. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, YOU WILL REMAIN INSIDE THE CLOSET until I specifically, remember, SPECIFICALLY, ask you to come out. Do you understand?"
"Yes, dear." My cock was now erect, wondering at the "no matter what happens" part. What did Rehana have in mind?
Soon, I took half the day off work and left, timing it so that I came home just around noon. Rehana and my son was nowhere to be seen. The house was freshly cleaned (Rehana could be a finicky cleaner when in the mood), and our bedroom was also properly made up. I took my iPhone with me, grabbed a stool and entered the huge walk-in closet of our bedroom. Placing the stool so I could sit and watch all the action on the bed through a crack on the closet door, I sat down and turned on my iPad.
In addition to viewing the bed through that crack, I could also see it on my iPad. I had installed secret cameras in the bedroom and in the living room, and they were all wirelessly connected to my iPad. Those cameras helped me tape Rehana and Sheik , then Amit then even with my son Salman's affair, . I switched on the iPad now, plugged in my headphones so I could listen, and switched to our living room camera.
I could hear a voice. Yes, Rehana had just entered our home, and someone seemed to be with her. I could hear a man's voice! Rehana soon came into the living room, and thus on my screen. I could see she was wearing a simple blue sari, wrapped nonchalantly around her body, with her waist and navel exposed. Her blouse was a small, low cut one, giving anyone a good view of her ample cleavage. Her hair was rolled up in a bun at the top of her head. Rehana's guest followed her into the living room. My jaws dropped in shock.
It was our Gardner Ramu! Our Gardner! Ramu was a low-class labourer who went wored in our lawn and took care of our garden and other household work. What was he doing here? I thought.
Ramu was very dark. He could almost be called black, so dark was his complexion. He was slightly tall, and I could see that he was built -- lugging around heavy work was a physically demanding work. Ramu was wearing an old shirt that fit him tightly, and I could see his ripping muscles. His bright white shirt contrasted brilliantly with his ebony skin, and he wore a lungi as a full length kilt that reached to your ankles -- it was a dress worn by the lower class outside as it was cheap).
Ramu followed Rehana into the living room, and I could see him sauntering in as if it was his house. And then Rehana turned, and they embraced! A pang of hot hit me as I saw his hands roaming all over her ass and squeezing her buttocks, while she hugged and kissed him, with her tongue deep inside his mouth. My surprise turned to arousal as Ramu reached up and squeezed Rehana's tits. He unbuttoned her blouse and made Rehana raise her arms. The blouse was soon on the floor, with Rehana's bosom hidden only by a small bra. My wife only threw back her head and purred as he continued to maul her chest. He then worked all over her, turning her around and kissing her buttocks, before playfully spanking them as Rehana laughed. Watching the amorous couple make out, I realized they were very comfortable with each other. Ramu didn't call Rehana the usual respectable memsaab' but was referring to her by name as he aggressively groped her. Rehana also seemed very familiar with Ramu's touch. As my dick surged, I realized they must have been having this affair for some time now. I wondered how many times they had done it on our bed.
Finally, Rehana and Ramu took a breather.
"I will get you some tea, Ramu." My wife offered.
"No, Rehana." Ramu told her. "I want you." He grabbed at her boobs. Rehana playfully slapped his hands away.
"Later, Ramu. Let me go get some tea for you."
Rehana left for the kitchen, and Ramu sat down on my sofa, picked up the remote, and switched on the TV. Here was my gardner, a guy whose social standing was way below mine, and he was sitting in my house, watching my television, while having just enjoyed the charms of my wife. Rehana soon returned with the tea.
"Milk?" She asked, bending over to pour some sweetener into the tea.
"Hold on." Ramu lurched forward and grabbed her boobs. "Let this there is milk his favourite cow."
He reached into her bra, fumbled, and gently popped out one of her breasts. He repeated the action with her other one, as Rehana froze in position, bent over, remaining still. Her boobs were now hanging out of her bra, swinging pendulously. Ramu squeezed one tit, and then the other one. He pretended to milk her breasts as one would milk a cow. I had my dick out of my pants and was rubbing myself as I watched the scene through my iPad.
So there was my wife, bent over, with her bare boobs being fondled by our gardner, and he was calling her a cow, pretending to 'milk' her, while she was laughing and enjoying (even making "moo" sounds).
Ramu finished his tea as Rehana sat beside him, watching him. She made no move to make ,she respectable and place her big soft breasts back inside her bra, and they now hung out. She and Ramu made small talk, mostly about politics and the weather. Occasionally, while drinking tea, Ramu would reach out and squeeze one of her nipples, and Rehana would squeal with glee.
Ramu finished his tea, put down the cup and looked at Rehana.
"Rehana, this morning I had coffee. Then I have tea. Now I will have you."
"Yes, Ramu!" Rehana reached her arms around her back, and unhooked her bra, and threw it across the room. The pallu of her sari fell from her shoulders. She was now topless, locked in a passionate embrace with my Gardner.
[FONT='Calibri','sans-serif']This morning I had coffee.[/font] I just realized the meaning behind Ramu's words. He was here this morning! So Rehana had lied to me, she wasn't masturbating -- it had been Ramu, fucking her!
"Oh, Ramu!" Rehana was now stroking a big bulge in Ramu's lungi with her hands. Ramu had by then unwrapped the sari off Rehana, so she only had her petticoat and panties on. Soon the petticoat was violently ripped off her body, and I could see that Rehana's panty was really a thong, so thin that it slipped into the crack of her butts, leaving the round globes of her ass in full view. This was a complete reversal of our situation, where it would be I who would be naked and Rehana clothed. Here, Rehana was completely exposed to our gardner, while he still had all of his clothes on.
"Ramu, pick me up, and take me to our room." Rehana urged him. She was now very horny, her voice hoarse with desire.
"Yes, memsaab"
Laughing, he picked up my wife easily. Rehana threw her arms around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist, essentially straddling him. I could see that Ramu had no trouble keeping his balance and walk, so strong was he, as Rehana remained attached to him. His hands supported her buttocks, and he would slap and spank at her ass while she continued to kiss him on his eyes, his ears, his nose, and of course, his mouth. My wife was now moaning as Ramu groped and squeezed and played with her butt cheeks, and he was carrying her out of the living room, and thus out of my view.
I could hear him walk up the stairs and soon they were in our marital room. Rehana's ass was now quite red from Ramu's spanks. It was her fault really, she had straddled him, leaving his hands free and her bare butts exposed and vulnerable -- and Ramu had taken advantage.
Rehana slipped out of her thong and lay down on the bed, completely naked, with her long legs spread wide open, giving Ramu a perfect view of her already wet pussy. Ramu untied the knot that held his lungi together and it dropped to floor. I gasped as I saw his tool -- he was hung like a horse. Next came off his shirt. He had a washboard stomach and a beautiful chest. In the words Rehana would later use to describe him, he was a hard working dark skinned stud.
A great pang of inadequacy hit me, as I realized this blue collar worker, who could be working for years to earn what I earned in a day, was soon going to (again!) fuck my wife. And I was powerless to stop it, hiding in the closet and wanking off to the sight of my wife getting a good old fashioned pounding by a stud.
Ramu pushed himself against Rehana. He moved his hips up and pressed the head of his giant cock at her opening. He pushed forward and Rehana pushed back. She was so wet that in one motion, Ramu slid the entire length of his cock into her pussy. He soon had a rhythm going, Rehana matching him thrust for thrust.
I realized that I was now, for the many times in my life, watching another man take my wife in our bedroom. With my full consent, my wife was now being penetrated by another well hung stud, a bull, while I massaged my dick in the closet.
A message from Rehana suddenly lit up my iPad, breaking my thoughts. I realized Rehana had sent a timed sms to me, pre-programming her phone to send me this message at a specific time. Ignoring the loud moans from the bed, I clicked to read her message.
So there it was, my wife was telling me in no uncertain terms what she thought of me, at the same time as our milkman was exploring her innermost depths. The words made me flush red with shame, as I realized her description was true -- she was getting a thorough fucking by our milkman and I was incapable of stopping her, and she was scorning me. I was a cuckold.
As he pumped her, Ramu was complimenting Rehana on her breasts, taking them in his hands and squeezing them up to lick each nipple in turn. He then told her, "Look at you, Rehana, moaning like a cheap prostitute, getting a fuck from me, your gardner. Doesn't your husband satisfy you like this?"
"Mmm...mmm ..." Rehana was in her own zone. "My husband has a small cock, Ramu. It's not even fit to be called a cock." Then I," Ramu declared with an evil smile as he drilled her, "am reaching parts of you that your husband has never been."
"Oh yes! Oh yes!"
I came in my pants, shooting into my hand, at the same time as Ramu ejaculated in her. Rehana was in heaven as Ramu pumped, and pumped, and pumped, his seed into her. As his balls slapped against her ass, he kept calling her all types of names -chinal bosdi randi and so on. Rehana, the wife of a senior executive of a global company, was lapping it all up, as she writhed around on the bed in ecstasy. Our milkman was insulting her with the vilest of insults, and she was content to be impaled on his monster tool.
Afterwards, as they remained on bed entangled in each other's arms, with his cum running down my wife's thighs, Ramu ran his fingers through her hair and asked her, "Rehana, what will happen if your husband finds out I have been fucking his wife for the last couple of weeks?"
"He won't." Rehana adamantly replied, knowing full well I was watching them from within ten feet away. "I have no intention of telling him."
"Yes, but what if I tell him?" Ramu had a sinister grin.
"No, you ... won't ... please tell me you won't." Rehana pleaded with him, while rubbing his phallus. "Please don't."
"Why not?" Ramu was enjoying my wife begging him, and giving him a gentle hand rub while doing so. "I have seen how he behaves with me -- as I don't exist! I want to hold him by the collar and tell him, I am man enough to fuck your wife in your house, over and over, for many days! Oh he will like that!"
"No, please don't do that." Rehana was now licking his member and cajoling him. "Please. He's a nice, kind man and I don't want to hurt him. Please."
"Then I won't fuck you again, randi." Ramu decided. "I am not going to be your little toy coming here every day for your amusement."
"No, no, no! Ramu, please don't!" My wife tried to stop him as he stood up, his cock half erect. I marveled at his power, he had just dumped a gallon of cum in Rehana's pussy, and here he was, Rehana's sucking has managed to get him ready to go again. She was still pleading with him. "Please don't say you will leave me, Ramu." She started to cry. "I need your cock in me. Please."
"Ok, kutti." Ramu sat back down on the edge of the bed and caught hold of a crying Rehana. Holding her firmly by her hair, he made her get down from the bed and kneel down in front of him. Rehana chocked back her sobs and looked up at Ramu in apprehension.
I admired Ramu's position. He was just an ordinary milkman, who in his life probably never had fucked someone as fair skinned or as high class a woman as Rehana. And here he was, with admirable self-control, having a woman like Rehana at his mercy, begging with him, cajoling him, all to get laid.
"Admit it,saali," He told her roughly, "You are a slut and you need my manhood."
"Yes. Sob. I need you in me, Ramu. Sob. I need a real man's meat inside me. I am a slut."
"OK." Ramu decided, "I won't tell your husband, and I will keep you on as my rakhail. But rakhils have to do what their master tells them to do."
He slapped her hard, twice. I was surprised to see him do that, but Rehana didn't even flinch. It looked like she was used to being used as a mere object of pleasure by this blue collar man, and she was relishing it. He slapped her a few more times, leaving dark red marks across her cheeks. Then he roughly pulled her up and positioned her on the bed, face down, with her butt up. Ramu's cock was now completely hard. I was astonished at his recovery powers -- by my calculations this was the third time he would be fucking my wife Rehana today.
He rubbed some saliva onto his dick, as Rehana cocked her head back to look expectantly. With a grunt, he plunged his hardness into the welcoming, fleshy cushions of her ass, this time penetrating her anally. I could hear Rehana gasp as he ploughed his way through, and no doubt she could feel the beginning of another orgasm. Ramu proceeded to fuck her ass hard and fast. He grabbed Rehana's hips with either hand and pulled her closer to him, thrusting deeply into her. Rehana was now crying out with what could only be the cries of unbelievable pleasure. With each thrust, he slapped her ass and they jiggled with the blow. Ramu suddenly went stiff and let out a primal howl as he started to cum in her rear tunnel. When he was finally through, Ramu pulled out and rolled onto his side, leaving a trail of semen across my wife's caboose.
"Rehana, madam, I am leaving. I still have to visit a few more houses to to their lawns."
"Yes. Yes." Rehana was still moaning, her eyes shut, cum oozing out of her every orifice. "When will you come tomorrow again, Ramu?"
"I will come when I will come." Ramu told her, putting his clothes back on. "You will remain home all day to wait for me."
continued to part 7 >>
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