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Indian Wife & Construction Guys: 4

For the entire night, I wrestled with my guilt of infidelity and for the next two days I fought off Sajid’d advances.   Now, I wasn’t so sure if I wanted to.  For three days I don’t had sex as Yash was also out of town; thoughts of Sajid’s cock were starting to creep into my head, and I was weakening. On the fourth day as I was getting into my car after dropping Ritika to school I was surprised by a knock on the passenger window. It was Sajid, I couldn’t help the tiny tingle in my crotch, it happened before I could stop it; he unlocked the door, got in and sat down. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked, smiling.

“I’d to see you…I wanted to ask you to come over for a little while…I want you…Reema…I know you’ve a husband… and a beautiful baby…I know…I can’t have all of you…but I need to have some of you…” Sajid replied.

I didn’t know what to say, thoughts of his huge cock were swirling around my head and my cunt was getting hotter. Sajid leaned towards me and kissed me; I found myself kissing back, opening my mouth and allowing his tongue to enter. I didn’t really know what else to do; I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this but was kissing him while I decided. We kissed loudly, lip smacking. His hand slid over my light blue shirt, feeling my soft breasts, squeezing it gently. I decided I wanted to be reminded of his size; my hand rubbed the bulge in his crotch through his shorts. Still kissing him, I unzipped his shorts and undid his button. I reached into his underwear, my small hand grasping his thick cock. Tingles surged through my moistening pussy as I realized how big this cock was! No matter how big I’d remembered it, it was so much bigger, so thick my small hand could barely wrap around it; so long I couldn’t manouver my hand to stroke it in his shorts. How did this fit in me? Sajid broke the kiss, loving the feel on my hand gripping his cock.

“Why don’t you come over to my home…for a few minutes…we don’t have to have sex…but if I could just fool around with you in a more private area…than this school parking lot…” Sajid said.

“Ok…” I replied, horny as hell; Sajid kissed me again, briefly, doing up his fly. My pussy still tingling, I was wondering if I should carry this any further than innocent kissing and feeling. Probably not, I decided. Sajid could not control his arousal, his cock was hard, and his heart was pounding. He had to keep rubbing himself through his shorts as I drove, a slave to his horniness. Sajid started instructing me to his home, the drive seemed to take forever but I finally parked my car on the road, near his home.

I followed him into his house, I said hi to Rasul and his other roommate in the living room as I fumbled with my sandals. I casually followed Sajid into his bedroom. I was wearing navy blue shorts and a light blue blouse, my toenails were painted red. Sajid shut the door behind us and pulled me close, heart pounding, I closed my eyes and kissed him. His tongue went into my mouth and my tongue went into his. He squeezed my ass cheeks as I pressed my body against his; our tongues explored each other’s mouth as he backed me up to the bed. I fell on the bed, pulling him on top of me between my legs; we kissed passionately, lips smacking loudly as he grinded his crotch against mine. Sajid reached down between us, half rolling off of me as he began to rub my pussy over my shorts, feeling tremendous heat through the material.

God he wanted to fuck the shit out of me! I felt him undo my button and pull down my zipper and I made no move to stop him as we kissed. Sajid slid his hand into my panties, he felt the hot wetness of my slit and I moaned into his mouth as he tickled my clit. My pussy was on fire, tingling like crazy as he ran his finger down my swollen lips; he dipped a finger into my warmth.

“Mmmmmmpphhhh….” I moaned into his mouth, kissing him feverishly; my tight hole was gripping Sajid’s probing finger as he slid it in and out. He pulled his hand out of my panties and grabbed my shorts, I was helpless to resist, raising my ass as he pulled my shorts down my smooth legs; I pulled my feet out of them, and he threw them on the floor. He kissed me again, his hand diving up between my legs, rubbing my crotch over the thin material of my panties. He could clearly feel my swollen pussy lips through the wet cotton; he caressed up my soft body and began to undo my buttons. He kissed down my neck and down my exposed cleavage, my shirt came apart; and I pulled my arms out of it, he tossed it on the floor. He reached between my tits and unsnapped my black bra, my chest was heaving as I watched him pull my bra apart; freeing my gorgeous breasts, he pulled that off of me and immediately bent to suck my tits.

Sajid licked at my nipple, all around the pink areola, kissing my soft mound; he kissed over to my other tit as his hand once more, rubbed my pussy over my panties, getting me hotter than ever. I decided I would definitely fuck him, I needed that big cock. Just then my mobile rang.

“Wait…I need to answer the phone…it must be Yash…” I breathed; Sajid pulled my nipple out of his mouth.      

“Now?” Sajid asked.

“Yes…” I replied, Sajid grabbed my mobile from my shorts and handed it to me. He stood up and took off his clothes while I answered the phone.

“Hello…” Yash said through the mobile, Sajid was now completely naked, his huge hard-on at full attention standing nearly 9 inches in the air and he was stroking it; staring at my gorgeous, near naked body.

“Hi Yash…” I said as Sajid lifted up my small foot and began to kiss it, sucking the big toe into his mouth.

“Hi Reema…where are you…I rang at home telephone…but you were not there…” Yash asked.

“I’m at Sajid’s house…” I replied, trying not to breathe heavily as I watched Sajid kiss up the inside of my legs. Sajid kissed over my knee, smelling my pussy as he approached it, kissing up the inside of my thigh.

“Sajid…Sajid who?” Yash asked.

“Sajid…the construction worker…you remembered I told you…” I replied, quivering slightly, legs parting slightly further. Sajid kissed my pussy over my panties, causing me to gasp slightly.

“What…You’re with Sajid….you’re with him in his home…things are moving too fast…what he is doing now…” Yash asked.

 “Yes…” I said, almost forgetting to talk as I watched Sajid push my panties to one side with his fingers, exposing my horny pussy.

“He just pushed my panties to one side…exposing my pussy…” I replied to Yash. Sajid was staring hungrily at my beautiful, swollen, pink wet pussy lips. He licked them, tongue sliding into me slightly.

“Uummmm….” I moaned Sajid grabbed the waistband of my panties and pulled; I raised my ass off the bed, allowing Sajid to pull down my panties as I answered.

“What he doing now?” Yash asked. 

“He pulled my panties down…” I managed as I pulled my tiny feet out of my panties, becoming naked for Sajid. Sajid dove between my legs, burying his face in my pussy.

“Ohhhh….” I cried, Sajid was lapping at my sensitive clit mercilessly.

“What is it?” Yash asked, my breath was labored and shaky and I tried to compose myself while my cunt was being eaten. Sajid grabbed the soft sides of my ass and went down on my delicious pussy.

“U…Uummmmm….” I started before realizing my voice was shaking.  

“He is eating my pussy…just a sec…Ok?” I replied to Yash.

 “You’re so bad…wait for a second… so I can say goodbye…” I said to Sajid as he lapped at my vaginal entrance.

“Let me fuck you…before you get off the phone…” Sajid lifted up his head and said.

“No…” I replied.

“I’m going to…Reema…” Sajid said, crawling up the bed; my pussy flooded when I looked down at his huge cock waving back and forth as it approached my helpless twat. I needed to get off the phone now, I grabbed the mobile.

“I’ve got to go…Ok…will call you later…” I said to Yash, Sajid grabbed his cock and rubbed the fat head up and down my sopping wet slit.

“I want to know what is he doing now?” Yash asked. I couldn’t talk, I was so horny, yet I made no move to stop Sajid from piercing me. Sajid pushed forward, his thick head parting my tight lips and sliding a couple of inches into me.

“Ooohhhhh…” I cried out in pleasure, unable to stop myself.   

“I can’t…I gotta go…I love you…” I breathed, Sajid pulled out of me all the way before entering me again, 6 inches of his cock sliding into my warmth.

“Mmmmm…” I moaned into the mouthpiece of my mobile.

“Ok…I love you too…” Yash said, as Sajid pulled partway out of me again, he slid back into me, getting all 9 inches of his cock into my vagina. I hung up, throwing the mobile off to the side.

“Ooohhhhh God…you’re so big…you’re so bad…” I said smiling as Sajid kissed me, his humongous cock inside me. I tongue kissed him, barely able to catch my breath, my pussy was so full! My tiny feet caressed his calves as our lips smacked loudly. Sajid pulled his long rod most of the way out of me, leaving me with a feeling of emptiness, he slowly pushed himself back into me.

“Ooohhhhh…fuck…” I moaned, my vagina was stretching so wide to take in his thickness; Sajid raised himself up on his arms so he could take a look at me as he fucked me. I was so hot, so warm around his organ! He began to fuck me nice and slowly, taking it all in. He could see his mammoth cock disappear into me and then reappear, glistening with my juices. When he leaned up further he could see the pink of my cunt lips stretching outwards each time he withdrew, my gorgeous tits were bouncing up and sown with his thrusts. My tiny feet were in the air, flailing helplessly as he screwed me a little harder.

“Uuh…Mmmmm…Uuh…SSSS….Uuh…” My moans were loud and high pitched and could be heard clearly by Rasul and the other roommate as they walked by their room.  

“Unh…Unh…Ooohhhhh….Ooohhhhh Goooooddddddd….” I came, I came hard. My vaginal walls were squeezing and releasing his large cock as he fucked me. My body was shaking, I was gasping for breath; my heart pounding, my cunt had never felt so good. My eyes were closed in ecstasy, eyebrows raised. Sajid began to fuck me as hard as he could; the bed began to squeek violently. My hands were clawing at his back, my engagement ring on my left hand glinted in the bedroom light. My tiny feet were above him, waving in the air.


‘Squeek’ ‘Squeek’ Squeek’ went the bed.

“Unh…Ooohhhhh…unh….Mmmmmmmm….” I cried, Sajid cock was jack hammering in and out of my needy hungry pussy. I was on my way to another orgasm; he was fucking the shit out of me. He pounded me into the bed with his huge cock, I was helpless; I cried out again, cumming. I was having serious trouble gasping for breath, my vagina was pulsating violently. He was losing it; he pumped a few more times as I rode out my orgasm before sliding all of his cock inside me. His cock spammed and shot a stream of cum into my vagina, deeper than Yash’s cock had been. 


“Oooohhhhhh….” I sighed, actually feeling his humongous cock pulsate inside me, filling me with his seed.

“Ooohhhh…Oh God! Fuck!” I breathed as the last of his sperm trickled inside me, Sajid began to soften a little inside me as we caught our breath.

“That was awesome…you’re the best…none of my wives can match you…” Sajid breathed.

“Thanks…” I breathed, smiling. Sajid kissed me, lips smacking. “I’ve to go…I can’t believe…we did that while he was on the phone…you’re so bad…” I said, he laughed, pulling his soft cock out of my vagina with a slurp. I rolled off his bed, picked up my panties off the floor and slid them on. I put on my bra and blouse and pulled on my shorts. Sajid walked me outside to my car.

“I know you’ve a husband…I’m not asking you to do that every time…or every week…but if sometime…we can do that again…” Sajid said.

“We’ll see…” I said and asked him back “You said…none of your wives can match me…what does that mean…how many wives you have?”

“Three…” Sajid replied laughing.

“Three wives…you divorced twice…” I asked.

“No…they all live together…under the same roof…” Sajid replied.  

“Three wives…under the same roof…interesting…” I said.

“You can be the forth…you can join them if you want…under the same roof…” Sajid said, winked at me and spanked me on my ass.

“We’ll see…” I said and gave him a peck on the lips, I drove off.  While driving I could feel Sajid’s cum leaking out of my pussy. 

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