"Honey," Kunal called out but she was lost in deep thoughts.
"Honey I am sorry," he spoke, "I didn't mean it... I was just angry," but Neha was lost into deep thoughts. He tried again and again but she remained silent and Kunal knew he has spoken too much and he was not getting away easily. Neha was boiling with rage, she had been listening to her husband's comments and hints for last few months, but today he has openly accused her of cheating and that too without any substance in it. She decided she had enough.
Just then the doorbell rang and Neha looked in his direction.
"Must be the pizza," she spoke coolly. She took the laptop and placed it on the ledge below the TV.
"You can watch the couch clearly from here, honey," her tone was scaring Kunal.
"What... why," Kunal was lost for words. She checked in the open window that the laptop was placed at the correct place and most of the drawing cum living room was visible. She then moved her hand inside the towel and pulled out her panty.
"What are you doing," she heard Kunal's horrified voice.
"Nothing darling I am just taking pizza delivery... the way you wanted," she smiled. The doorbell rang again.
"Coming... Just a sec," she shouted and readjusted the towel and her curvaceous nude body was revealed in the process. She tied it back again.
"No... no... Neha... please," he tried to stop her feeling alarmed of what she might do.
"Shhh darling," she spoke melodramatically, "we couldn't let the guy know that you are watching, I'll turn the speaker mute," she spoke and along with turning the speaker mute she also minimized the window.
Kunal could not believe when he saw her walking towards the door. He knew that as she has muted the speaker she would not be able to hear his protests and even if she can hear he knew how stubborn she is. Now the idea of the pizza dare seems so stupid.
The doorbell rang again.
"Just a sec," she shouted and took a deep breath before heading for the door.
Kunal could hear the faint talking in the background as she was not in the view, then he heard the door closing. He took a sigh of relief that it was over quickly but his relief was short lived when he saw her returning and a man following her with the pizza box in his hands. His heart leaped to his throat when he saw him, he was no delivery boy but a grown up strong man who looked mean. He was clearly excited to see Neha wrapped in towel and was shamelessly leering.
"You are really impatient, could have waited couple of seconds, I was taking a shower," she muttered under her breath.
"It's good I was impatient otherwise I would have missed the chance to look at such a beauty," he grinned.
"Shut up and put the box on the table," she playfully spoke and pointed towards the side table.
"No... no... Neha... don't encourage this scum bag," Kunal shouted but then realized that she has muted him and cannot hear his voice. He squirmed in his seat and desperately watched his lovely wife displaying his half-nude body to a total stranger. His heart started to beat fast in apprehension of something bad.
Neha was nervous, she took this bold step without properly thinking over it. Before opening the door she felt confident and assumed that she can handle the situation, but when she saw the guy shamelessly ogling at her, she felt jittery. She pretended to look for her purse to pay him and can feel his gaze on her ass. From the corner of her eyes she can see a big grin on his face. She knew that her husband is watching and she cannot let her nervousness be seen by him.
"Where is my purse..." She murmured.
"No problem... take your time," the man spoke enjoying the long and slender legs of Neha.
Tahir Hassan was a 32-year-old man who works as a peon for a local businessman and during weekends he also delivers pizzas to earn some extra cash. He was married eight years ago and was living with his wife, two children and parents in a two room chawl in DhaKunal slums of Mumbai. Today when he picked up the last pizza box of the day for delivery at an upscale flat in Worli, his only thought was to finish the job and head for the local bar for his regular drinks. Little did he know that fate had sometime else for him tonight.
When he rang the bell of the flat and it took time to open he got a bit impatient, but when finally the door was opened, he was shocked to find an elegant lady at the door, draped only in a towel. He looked in awe at the long and slender legs and the milky skin showing in abundance. The towel was hugging at her curves and he was lost into the depth of her cleavage, imagining the softness of her white boobs.
"Yes," the lady spoke and Tahir came out of his trance.
"Umm... pizza," he stupidly looked at her.
"Yeah... come." She kept the door opened for him. As he followed her to the drawing room he was surprised to note that she was acting so casual.
'These ultramodern wives of rich people are so fucked up,' he thought and then shrugged his shoulders and smiled looking at her narrow waist and broad ass, swaying seductively as she walked. He felt his cock twitching in his pants.
Neha saw her purse lying beside the couch and she has to bend down to pick it up. She knew that if she bends she would be revealing her nude ass to him, the thought sends a shiver down her spine. She could not bring herself to shamelessly expose and she put a hand on her ass to keep the towel in place and bends her knees to pick up the purse.
"Ahmm..." Tahir whimpered as his heart leaped with anticipation and got only a fleeting glimpse of her soft ass checks, but he was able to make out that she was not wearing any panty.
'Oh my god is she really so stupid to stand almost nude in front of a total strange,' he looked around and felt that she was alone in the flat which made him feel bold.
"Ooo... Nooo," he spoke aloud.
"What are you whining about," Neha looked at him. She saw an unabashed look of lust on his face and was surprised that she felt aroused. She could not believe that she felt butterflies in her stomach looking at this low class, rugged looking man.
"I thought the towel would slip and I don't have to imagine what's inside," he grinned.
"Don't act too smart," she spoke playfully which encouraged him further.
"I bet you are not wearing anything except this towel," Neha felt his gaze on her body and blushed.
"None of your business," she tried to show some anger, "just take the money and go," she rummaged through the purse.
"Your husband is lucky," he continued to speak, "he can take a peek inside that towel whenever he wants."
Neha felt nervously excited as she was reminded of her husband who was watching all this from the web-cam. She thought for a moment about the taboo nature of what she was doing. She realized that if she continued to encourage him he will fuck her on a drop of a hat. The thought sent a shiver down her spine and a tingling sensation up her fanny.
Tahir looked at the hot woman in front of him who was blushing and fidgeting with her purse to find the money. He could not believe his luck as he realized he had a chance at scoring. He looked at her outstretched hand holding a two thousand rupee note and instead of taking the cash he grabbed her wrist.
"Guess, who would be lucky tonight?"
"Leave me," he heard a feeble protest which sounded to him, 'please fuck me.' He looked around the empty house once again to be sure and then pulled her soft body into him.
Kunal was watching the drama unfolding before him. Initially he was angry when she brought the guy into the drawing room but soon he became worried that his innocent wife has acted in anger without thinking. He was worried that she might get in trouble with this kind of guy. He just hoped that his wife will realize that it's enough and will end it but he gasped when he saw him grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his strong arms. He saw his wife's petite body being hidden behind the large frame of the delivery guy.
"What are you doing," Neha was surprised, although she was expecting that he will try something. She struggled to free herself but he turned out to be very strong. He immobilized her easily and bending her over the back of the couch he pulled the towel, which was already threatening to fall down.
"Whoooo," he whistled looking at her smooth and creamy body under him.
"Easy..." he moved his hands over her belly and cupped the perfect orbs, one in each hand.
Neha's heart was beating fast, she could feel his arousal on her ass and was getting horny herself. It's been a long time since she felt being wanted by a man so badly. She dug her fingernails into his arms.
"You are out of this world," Tahir gasped and mauled both her tits. He moved his face adjacent to Neha's body and smelled her sweet sent. He planted his thick lips against her soft cheeks and Neha felt overcome with a desire coursing through her body. He traced his lips from her earlobe to her lips and found no resistance now. Pleased with himself Tahir turned her head and kissed her open mouth.
Neha shivered and felt so weak that she would have fallen if Tahir was not grabbing her tightly. She could not believe that she is so aroused, she stole a glance towards the laptop and looked straight into the eye of the camera, she knew that her husband was watching.
"Ugmmm," she groaned and closed her eyes, giving in to the sensations.
Tahir took his time, it's not every day that he gets to have a woman so pristine. He savored the taste of her lips and then moved his mouth to the tempting nipples. He smelled her arousal and started to tease her nipples with his teeth.
Kunal was breathing hard as if he has run a mile, he realized that this ugly man was going to fuck his sweet wife and he could do nothing. The realization hit him hard, the soft lips that use to kiss him so passionately will now be sucked by this man, the beautiful breasts which he used to caress so carefully will be mauled by this man and the stunning body of his wife will be used by this man for his depraved pleasures. The biggest blow to his self-esteem was when he saw her kissing him back eagerly, how can she be enjoying with this repulsive man, who is neither good looking nor socially equal to them.
His sweet wife was now unbuckling this stranger's pants. Tahir was thrilled that she was willing participating.
Neha pulled his underwear down and was thrilled to see Tahir's big circumcised erection. She looked into his eyes stroking the balls and then moved her hand slowly up his thick and solid shaft. She could not help but compare it with her husband's small organ and began to stroke it softly.
"Ahh," Neha moaned as he twisted her nipple painfully between his fingers, "take it easy," but he pinched the soft flesh again and enjoyed her squirming.
"You are too hot to resist!!" Tahir muttered under his breath, "a body like yours needs to be used properly."
Neha giggled, as she began to give in to the sensations of his hard touch, "my husband would be mad if he saw us."
"Where is he," he asked as he turned her over the back of the couch and lift one of her legs up on the edge, her butt crack sprang open and revealed her delicate puckered hole.
"In Delhi," she spoke feeling him rub his thick shaft all over her ass and pussy.
"Poor man has no idea what his naughty wife is doing," he laughed slapping his big dick on her wet pussy.
Kunal could hear every word of it as if he was present in the room and he cringed listening to the conversation. He watched as Tahir nuzzled her tout nipples between his thumb and fingers and how Neha responded by pushing her back into him.
"Ugg... ahh... not too hard," she hummed and kissed him on lips.
Kunal watched blankly the screen as she reached back to guide the huge cock into her dripping unprotected pussy. Kunal could hear his wife's moans of pleasure as Tahir slowly worked his full length into her, he was shocked that she could handle something so big. The moans of pleasure from his wife confirmed that not only can she take it but she was loving it.
This was heaven for Tahir, he has a dream-women under him. He has only seen these types of classy and hot women from a distance and have masturbated imagining about them, but to have one is totally out of this world. He dug his fingers into the plum white flesh of her boobs and enjoyed the painful groans emanating from her. He loved the way she eagerly kissed him back and started to bang her cunt feverously.
"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." Neha moaned with each thrust.
"You are really tight," Tahir murmured, "your husband has not opened you up."
"Ugg... ugg... ugg..." Adita continued to groan.
"Do you like it!!" Tahir spoke banging his entire length in and out of her dripping tight cunt.
"Yessss... fuck me."
He felt like his cock was milked by her pussy and knew that he cannot last long at this pace so he slowed down a bit.
"No... no... don't stop," Neha howled.
"I am not stopping but have to slow down or else I will cum and I don't want to end this so soon."
"Fuck me hard... and cum inside me," she nudged him.
"I don't want it to end."
"Do it..." she pushed her ass into him, "fuck me harder... I am so near... if you want we can do it again."
Tahir was thrilled to hear this and started to bang her in earnest.
"Yeahhhh... yessss..." she closed her eyes and was lost into it, "cum in my pussy... fil me up."
"Yess," Tahir grabbed her waist and pumped
Both of them cum almost simultaneously and Tahir filled her cunt with his load. The things then cooled down a bit.
Kunal was panting looking at both of them now cuddled on the couch.
Neha pulled a gown over her nude body and watched Tahir still spread on the couch. He was looking meaningfully towards her as he was promised another round and was thinking whether to start now or wait for some more time.
Neha glanced towards his dark body and could not believe what she had just done. She knew that he is looking at her in anticipation of more and it made her feel slutty, she glanced at the black monster resting on his thigh and realized how big it looked even though it was not erect.
"What are you looking at," she felt shy when she found him looking mischievously towards her.
"Come here," he gestured towards the couch, "this time I am not letting you off so easily."
"Shut up," she felt strange sensations gripping her, "first go and wash yourself." She then pushed him to the bathroom for a shower.
While he was gone she glanced towards the laptop and thought about her husband, 'is he still watching?' she thought. She didn't want to face him as yet so she didn't touch the laptop. Suddenly she remembers something and picked up her mobile and got out of the site of webcam. She logged on to her home security system which they have installed to monitor the maid at their Delhi home. She checked the living room feed and found the maid with her son and also saw her mother sitting on the sofa.
'Ohh mom is visiting," she remembered that she was to visit today. Then she changed the cam to their bedroom and was surprised to note that it was empty, Kunal was not on the bed nor was there any laptop as she saw just few minutes back Kunal sitting on the bed chatting with her. Then suddenly she noticed the bed spread and realized, "Ohh my god, he was never here."
She glanced towards the bathroom and found that Tahir was still inside, she quickly walked towards the spare guest room and opened the door. There he was, sitting on the bed with the laptop in front of him.
She stared at him, while he was a bit shocked to see her.
"So, you were here all this time," she spoke bitterly and closed the door as she walked towards him. Kunal looked at her miserably. Both of them silently looked at each other for some time.
"You enjoyed watching."
"Why... why you did it," his voice was shaking, "I didn't really mean what I said... I was not thinking."
"Now I know that you didn't mean that I was cheating... you wished that I was cheating," she chewed each word as she speaks.
"You wanted me to have sex with other man..."
"No...no..." he mumbled.
"Yes," she spoke strongly, "you are a cuckold... you sat here and watched and never step out to stop me."
He didn't speak and looked down while Neha walked near and stood beside the bed. She put her fingers in his hairs and started to stroke them. Both of them stayed quite while she opened the gown from front and let his head rest on her navel.
Kunal smelled the sweet odor of fresh sex from her body and started kissing her belly, first hesitantly and then feverously. He caressed the tender skin on her boobs and sucked softly the nipples, like a baby. She felt his tongue lapping at her skin and inching towards her legs.
She grabbed his hairs and stopped him, "Not now," she spoke firmly, "he is waiting for more... you have to spend the night in this room only and I will keep the laptop at the right place for you to watch."
She pushed him back on the bed and came out. She found that Tahir was still in bathroom. She tilted the laptop towards the bathroom door and walked boldly towards it.
She opened the door and found him in the jacuzzi enjoying the hot water, she took out her gown and stepped in.
"What is taking you so long."
"You have so many amazing things in your bathroom, shower, tub, jet spray, I was enjoying them."
"What about me," she joined him and caressed the semi erect cock.
"Mmmm... you are the best," the cock rapidly started to inflate.
She was more confidante now, she sat on the edge of the bathtub and pulled him closer.
"Now its time to taste this," she caressed the balls looking up into his eyes.looked
"Ahmm..." he once again thanked his stars and looked the sweet wife attempting to engulf his huge cock.
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