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Hi! My name is Salman Bhutoo. My wife Amna, is quite good looking, very fair, sensous and a buxom woman - the kind, who will always get a second glance when she walks on the street. She is about 5′ 6″ in height, very fair, a figure of 37 - 27 - 38. Men would actually drool when they saw her.
I work in a private firm as the General Manager of the company in Dubai(we are Pakistani). I report to the Chairman, Mr. Khorana - a middle aged widower of around 51 years, whose only daughter has married and settled in India. Mr. Khorana lives all alone in Dubai in his rather huge bungalow. He is an out door type of a person and despite his 51 years age, is very muscular and athletic in build. Recently, due to some extremely hard work on my part, our company won a rather big tender. All of us were pleased and Mr. Khorana was extremely happy.
In the afternoon, he called me to his cabin and said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo, as a toast to your success with the Tender, I wish to invite yourself and your wife to a dinner at 7.30 p.m. at my place tomorrow, as it is Friday night and the weekend. I do hope you will accept it! ‘
I replied, ‘Of Course, we would be glad to come to your house for dinner Sir!’ He replied, ‘ Excellent, 7.30 p.m. tomorrow night then.’
In the evening, I told Amna about Mr. Khorana’s invitation for the next day and asked her to make arrangements to get our good clothes ironed etc. Next day after work, I went home early in the evening showered and started dressing. My wife Amna also showered, and started dressing up. Amna wore a nice black bra and a black panty. Over that she wore a red petticoat and a red sleeveless blouse with a plunging neckline and a very deep and open kind of back. Then she wore a thin, red, semi-transparent chiffon saree. She was going to wear it normally when I said,
We drove to Mr. Khorana’s lovely bungalow and reached there sharp at 7.30 p.m. We were welcomed by Mr. Khorana himself. It was the first time, both my wife and my boss were seeing each other. I introduced my wife to him. I could see that he was awestruck by her beauty and her raw sensuality. He recovered and extended his hand to greet her. She shook his hands. He escorted us to his living room and made us sit down on very plush sofas.
He said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo and Mrs. Salman Bhutoo, I am extremely embarassed. You know that I stay all alone in this house with my old cook *** housekeeper. My arrangements for today’s dinner are all messed up, as my old cook had to leave due to some emergency in his son’s house. So, we can either order dinner from outside, or go out for dinner, as you wish!’I said, ‘ Sir, whatever suits you, would be fine’He replied, ‘ OK. Then lets have drinks here and order food to be brought here itself. We can relax and comfortably eat without any haste or hurry! ‘
So, Amna and myself helped Mr. Khorana to order food and to bring the liquor and serve it to all of us. I could see that the normally very confident Mr. Khorana, was very shy, hesitant and speechless due to the presence of my wife. He was actually very nervous and I could see his eyes darting over my wife’s breasts and body whenever her eyes were turned away. I could see that he was getting excited just by looking at her. We made small talk, while drinking. Mr. Khorana started drinking large pegs of whisky. After some time he excused himself to get a packet of cigarettes from his room. As he left, Amna told me that she wanted to go to the wash room and got up to leave. But within few minutes she hurried back - all flustered!
I asked her. ‘ What happened Darling, why did you rush back?’She replied, ‘ Salman, I dont know where the wash room was so by mistake I almost barged into a room where I saw your boss. It was embarassing. Lucky he did not see me!’I said, ‘ Why, what was he doing?’She told me that he saw my boss masturbating. So both of us went to the room where he was and quietly opened the door slightly, we could see Mr. Khorana sitting on an easy chair and he had a huge **** out. It was massive - almost 9 inches long and almost 3 inches thick! It was black and stood like a horses dick! He was on the verge of his orgasm, he was furiously pushing his palm up and down over his massive ****. Finally as he started ejaculating huge globs of semen, he cried out, ‘ Oh! Amna… aaaaaahhhhhhhh! ‘
Both of us were shocked! That was my wife’s name. And he had obviously fantasized about my wife while he masturbated. But we quietly came back to where we were and sat down. After a few minutes Mr. Khorana too returned. He said, ‘ Sorry, I was searching for my cigarettes! And took a long time.’
He simply did not know that we had seen him masturbating. We continued drinking. Despite having masturbated, he still seemed to be excited. More importantly, I could see my wife quite excited and was wondering the reason, when it struck me, that the sight of Mr. Khorana’s massive eight had turned her on, as it was the first time that she has seen such a massive organ. It actually excited me to know that my wife was aroused at the sight of another man’s dick!
By the time we finished dinner, it was almost 12.00 midnight. Mr. Khorana said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo, it is midnight now. It is unsafe to travel all alone with your wife now. Why don’t both of you stay over in our guest bedroom? There is absolutely no one in the house!’I said, ‘ No Sir! We don’t wish to give you trouble! ‘
He replied, ‘ No! Dont be silly. I insist. In fact you can use a set of spare night clothes that I have and your wife can use a set of night clothes, which my daughter keeps in spare for use, when she comes to Dubai!’
I looked at Amna, she was hesitant but agreed so I agreed. My Boss led us first to his daughter’s room. He opened the cupboard and asked my wife to pick up a night dress. Unfortunately, there was only one set. My wife took that, we proceeded to the guest room. Mr. Khorana left us there and went to his room. My wife started undressing… she removed her saree and was about to remove her petticoat, when the door opened and my boss walked in with a set of night clothes for me. He was astounded to see my lovely wife just in her petticoat and her sleeveless blouse. Her firm round breasts were almost overflowing from the plunging necklines! He forgot our presence as he was a bit tipsy and stood staring at her body and breasts. After some moments, my wife tried to hide her charms when he came to his senses. Being a gentleman, he immediately apologized for staring at her, kept my clothes and left the room wishing us good night.
After he left, I looked at my wife. She was sweating and was obviously very turned on by the thought of Mr. Khorana’s organ, that she had seen earlier. Obviously she was unable to get the sight of the huge **** out of her mind. It was also very evident that my boss was lusting for her too. It excited me to no limits, thinking that my wife and my boss were lusting for one another. I was surprised at my own excitement. In fact my **** was standing erect at the thought of my wife becoming so horny at the sight of my boss’s ****! I decided to take a final step to sort out all our excitements. I said, ‘ Darling, will you tell me something very honestly, without hiding anything?’She said, ‘ Yes Dear!’I asked her, ‘ Are you very excited and very turned on by the sight of Mr. Khorana’s big **** that you had seen earlier? Please tell me openly!’She lowered her eyes and said ‘ Yes!’I said, ‘ OK. Darling - wear the nightie, and go to Mr. Khorana’s bedroom - I want you to have your pleasure and also give the poor old man his pleasure!’
She was shocked ‘ No! Don’t be stupid, I am your wife - not his!’I said ‘ Amna, come on! Dont be a hypocrite. The fact is - mentally you are lusting for his big **** and the poor man is lusting to get his big **** in your tight ****! Both of you want each other. I am excited by this fact. So why should we avoid what all of us want? Mr. Khorana is a good gentleman. There is nothing wrong if you give him his pleasure and take your pleasure from his body! Don’t be nervous. Come…. Wear the nightie and go to him….! ‘
She quietly wore the nightie. Being my boss’s daughter’s dress, it was extremely short and semi transparent. I could see my wife’s black bra and petticoat very clearly thru’ her dress. I reached out and put my hand into her panty. Her juicy **** was boiling and very very wet! I put an arm over her shoulder and escorted her thru’ the darkened passage towards Mr. khorana’s bedroom. We finally reached the bed room and stood outside the closed door. I gave her a light pat on her sexy round buttocks and said, ‘ Darling, go and have your pleasure! Enjoy yourself!’She said, ‘ What about you?’I said, ‘ I will wait outside this door to listen to both of you enjoying yourselves. You have your pleasure, give him his pleasure completely and then come back to our room and take care of me. I want to put my **** into your **** after he has ****** it thoroughly with his big dick? Now open the door and go in!’
She opened the door and went in. I put my ear to the door and could see hear the distinct shock of my boss, as he spoke something to her, which I could not make out. I could hear her reply.Afterwards things became very quiet, as I could only hear the rustling of clothes / bedsheets, which meant that he was obviously too excited and was not going to ask her to leave. Slowly I could hear kisses. The old man was kissing my 30 year old wife. Within a few moments I could hear my wife’s cries, ‘ Oh, No!….. ‘ Ohhhh… Ahhhhh…. no! ‘ I could make out now that the old man had obviously removed the nighties and was now obviously fondling her lovely breasts and was probably sucking or biting her large brown nipples. After some time some more rustling and again my wife’s cries…. ‘ Oh… Oh!… aaaaahhhhh!!! ‘ This went on for almost 5 - 6 minutes and then she screamed out…. aaaahhhhh…. Put the tongue deeper please… please… yes… yes… yes… aaaaaaahhhhhhh…!!!!!! ‘
I knew then that my boss was sucking her hot, juicy, wet **** and had brought her to an orgasm! Then I heard the bed creak a bit and then silence. Moments later I could hear the sounds of slurping and then my boss, rough voice.. ‘ Yeah Amna… yes.. suck it.. oh Darling… take it more inside your throat… faster dear… yes.. yeah… zhorse.. aur zhorse… yes.. yes.. aaahh… kitna maza aaraha hai… yes…! I knew that my wife had taken his huge organ into her tender lovely mouth and was sucking and pleasuring my boss. His oohs and aaaahs went on for 3 - 4 minutes and then he started screaming… aaaaahh… Amna… I am going to *** darling… please. I want to come into your mouth and I want you to swallow my ***….yes.. yes…yes… oooooohhhhhhhhh….
After a few minutes I could hear the sound of kisses once again. Then the rustling of bedsheets. Slowly I could hear the bed creaking as if they were trying to adjust themselves on it. In a moment I could hear my wife cry out, ‘ Ahhhh…. Slowly … AAAHHHHH….No…. No…. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…. it is paining… AAAAAHHHHHHHH….! ‘ I knew then that he had finally got what he was doing… he was thrusting his massive **** into her tight ****…! ‘In a few moments again she moaned, ‘! Please … it is too big… you are tearing me open… Oh Heavens… It is paining… Aaaah… Aaaaaahh…’Then his voice, ‘ No Darling! Amna, just bear a little dear… it has only gone half… I shall push it slowly OK Love?’Then her voice sobbing, ‘AAAAAHHHHHHH… NOOOOOOOO… AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…. I will die with pain now….! ‘
To which his reply was… Amna.. Darling give me more room…spread your thighs still wide apart… wait… life your legs more.. there I shall put them over my shoulders…now I can thrust more better…. Hold on love! ‘
Within a few seconds I heard a very loud scream from my wife, ‘AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ‘ Oh Heavens…
His response, ‘ There Darling, Its fully in now! Look how tighly your vagina is lovingly holding my ****! ‘ I realized with amazement that my wife’s tiny little ****, which was used to taking my five inch **** had amazingly taken all of his eight inches thick ****.
Within a few moments, the bed started creakling loudly, obviously, my boss was now slamming his rigid **** into my wife’s tender ****. I could hear the noise of their bodies ‘ putch.. putch.. putch..! ‘ I could also make out that my wife’s pain had gone and she had begun to enjoy, as she was now whimpering, ‘ Yes, Yes, … faster.. faster.. deeper.. deeper.. faster…! ‘Put all the way in peaseee. He was telling her, ‘ Oh Darling lift your buttocks and thrust back into me upwards. Yes! ‘
My wife now was getting desperate.. I was surprised to see her talking crudely ‘ slam it in.. faster.. deeper.. more.. I want more…! Take your pleasure from me! This is what you wanted is it not? To tear me up? Now you have torn me. So take your pleasure from me!’My Boss, reverted into Urdu, ‘ Are kya maaza aa raha hai. Mera Poora Louda teri choot mein hain Amna. Teri choti si chhooth ab badi ho gayi hai! Ab tujhe chote lund se kaam nahi chalega. Tujhe maza nahin aayega. Ab tho thujhe bade lund ki hamesha zaroorat hogi. Tu bar bar mere paas aana. Mein tere pyaas bhujaaoonga meri Amna Dear!’My wife too replied in Urdu, ‘ Jee haan, main aapke paas aaooongi…aap mere pyaas hamesha bhujana!’She again started with her, ‘ Ohhhhh…ahhhhh… faster… aaaaahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh….! ‘Suddenly she screamed, ” AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHH!!!! ‘
I knew she had got an orgasm. Within a few moments, my boss too shouted, ‘Amna, I am going to cccccccccuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm
My **** was raging to **** now. But my wife was in his arms and probably asleep! I slowly and dejectedly walked to our guest room and lay down on the bed still horny, still excited. Suddenly I heard our bedroom door opene, in the dim light, I saw my wife entering the room… she was completely naked.. I got up and went to her.. she was shivering and shaking! She had marks of dried semen on her cheeks and mouth. She had bite marks and reddish welts all over on her neck, breasts, navel, thighs where Mr. Khorana seemed to have bit her and scratched her in the heat of his passion. Her full body was glistening as she was drenched in sweat. She had a pungent smell of semen on her. In fact her hair was matted to her face with the sweat. I could also see semen trickling from her **** on both sides of her thighs! She seemed to be totally so tired, that she was unable to stand properly. But despite her tiredness, the poor thing had come only because I had told her that I wished to **** her immediately after she was ****** and she wanted me to have my pleasure!
I put my arm over her shoulder and supported her. I carried her to the bed and made her lie down without saying a word. She was looking at me silently. In the dim light of the room, I seperated her thighs and looked at her ****. It was in a mess. Her thighs seem to have been bitten hard.. I slightly opened her **** lips with my fingers. I could see her inner **** was still full with semen. I inserted one finger into her **** and felt the slushy semen all over. We still did not talk. Slowly I climbed on to the bed, got between her legs, and positioned my penis on her freshly ****** vagina and pushed it into her. I got a shock! My wife’s normally tight **** which would grip my **** tightly, was now all loose. I could virtually not feel anything except the messy, warm, slushy, gooey, semen of my boss, mixed up with my wife’s own juices. The feeling of the slushy warm semen in her **** against my **** was so exciting and out of this world, that in just three to four thrusts, I ejaculated into her ****. As I was ejaculating my wife pulled me deep into her. I collapsed on her.
Hi! My name is Salman Bhutoo. My wife Amna, is quite good looking, very fair, sensous and a buxom woman - the kind, who will always get a second glance when she walks on the street. She is about 5′ 6″ in height, very fair, a figure of 37 - 27 - 38. Men would actually drool when they saw her.
I work in a private firm as the General Manager of the company in Dubai(we are Pakistani). I report to the Chairman, Mr. Khorana - a middle aged widower of around 51 years, whose only daughter has married and settled in India. Mr. Khorana lives all alone in Dubai in his rather huge bungalow. He is an out door type of a person and despite his 51 years age, is very muscular and athletic in build. Recently, due to some extremely hard work on my part, our company won a rather big tender. All of us were pleased and Mr. Khorana was extremely happy.
In the afternoon, he called me to his cabin and said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo, as a toast to your success with the Tender, I wish to invite yourself and your wife to a dinner at 7.30 p.m. at my place tomorrow, as it is Friday night and the weekend. I do hope you will accept it! ‘
I replied, ‘Of Course, we would be glad to come to your house for dinner Sir!’ He replied, ‘ Excellent, 7.30 p.m. tomorrow night then.’
In the evening, I told Amna about Mr. Khorana’s invitation for the next day and asked her to make arrangements to get our good clothes ironed etc. Next day after work, I went home early in the evening showered and started dressing. My wife Amna also showered, and started dressing up. Amna wore a nice black bra and a black panty. Over that she wore a red petticoat and a red sleeveless blouse with a plunging neckline and a very deep and open kind of back. Then she wore a thin, red, semi-transparent chiffon saree. She was going to wear it normally when I said,
We drove to Mr. Khorana’s lovely bungalow and reached there sharp at 7.30 p.m. We were welcomed by Mr. Khorana himself. It was the first time, both my wife and my boss were seeing each other. I introduced my wife to him. I could see that he was awestruck by her beauty and her raw sensuality. He recovered and extended his hand to greet her. She shook his hands. He escorted us to his living room and made us sit down on very plush sofas.
He said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo and Mrs. Salman Bhutoo, I am extremely embarassed. You know that I stay all alone in this house with my old cook *** housekeeper. My arrangements for today’s dinner are all messed up, as my old cook had to leave due to some emergency in his son’s house. So, we can either order dinner from outside, or go out for dinner, as you wish!’I said, ‘ Sir, whatever suits you, would be fine’He replied, ‘ OK. Then lets have drinks here and order food to be brought here itself. We can relax and comfortably eat without any haste or hurry! ‘
So, Amna and myself helped Mr. Khorana to order food and to bring the liquor and serve it to all of us. I could see that the normally very confident Mr. Khorana, was very shy, hesitant and speechless due to the presence of my wife. He was actually very nervous and I could see his eyes darting over my wife’s breasts and body whenever her eyes were turned away. I could see that he was getting excited just by looking at her. We made small talk, while drinking. Mr. Khorana started drinking large pegs of whisky. After some time he excused himself to get a packet of cigarettes from his room. As he left, Amna told me that she wanted to go to the wash room and got up to leave. But within few minutes she hurried back - all flustered!
I asked her. ‘ What happened Darling, why did you rush back?’She replied, ‘ Salman, I dont know where the wash room was so by mistake I almost barged into a room where I saw your boss. It was embarassing. Lucky he did not see me!’I said, ‘ Why, what was he doing?’She told me that he saw my boss masturbating. So both of us went to the room where he was and quietly opened the door slightly, we could see Mr. Khorana sitting on an easy chair and he had a huge **** out. It was massive - almost 9 inches long and almost 3 inches thick! It was black and stood like a horses dick! He was on the verge of his orgasm, he was furiously pushing his palm up and down over his massive ****. Finally as he started ejaculating huge globs of semen, he cried out, ‘ Oh! Amna… aaaaaahhhhhhhh! ‘
Both of us were shocked! That was my wife’s name. And he had obviously fantasized about my wife while he masturbated. But we quietly came back to where we were and sat down. After a few minutes Mr. Khorana too returned. He said, ‘ Sorry, I was searching for my cigarettes! And took a long time.’
He simply did not know that we had seen him masturbating. We continued drinking. Despite having masturbated, he still seemed to be excited. More importantly, I could see my wife quite excited and was wondering the reason, when it struck me, that the sight of Mr. Khorana’s massive eight had turned her on, as it was the first time that she has seen such a massive organ. It actually excited me to know that my wife was aroused at the sight of another man’s dick!
By the time we finished dinner, it was almost 12.00 midnight. Mr. Khorana said, ‘ Salman Bhutoo, it is midnight now. It is unsafe to travel all alone with your wife now. Why don’t both of you stay over in our guest bedroom? There is absolutely no one in the house!’I said, ‘ No Sir! We don’t wish to give you trouble! ‘
He replied, ‘ No! Dont be silly. I insist. In fact you can use a set of spare night clothes that I have and your wife can use a set of night clothes, which my daughter keeps in spare for use, when she comes to Dubai!’
I looked at Amna, she was hesitant but agreed so I agreed. My Boss led us first to his daughter’s room. He opened the cupboard and asked my wife to pick up a night dress. Unfortunately, there was only one set. My wife took that, we proceeded to the guest room. Mr. Khorana left us there and went to his room. My wife started undressing… she removed her saree and was about to remove her petticoat, when the door opened and my boss walked in with a set of night clothes for me. He was astounded to see my lovely wife just in her petticoat and her sleeveless blouse. Her firm round breasts were almost overflowing from the plunging necklines! He forgot our presence as he was a bit tipsy and stood staring at her body and breasts. After some moments, my wife tried to hide her charms when he came to his senses. Being a gentleman, he immediately apologized for staring at her, kept my clothes and left the room wishing us good night.
After he left, I looked at my wife. She was sweating and was obviously very turned on by the thought of Mr. Khorana’s organ, that she had seen earlier. Obviously she was unable to get the sight of the huge **** out of her mind. It was also very evident that my boss was lusting for her too. It excited me to no limits, thinking that my wife and my boss were lusting for one another. I was surprised at my own excitement. In fact my **** was standing erect at the thought of my wife becoming so horny at the sight of my boss’s ****! I decided to take a final step to sort out all our excitements. I said, ‘ Darling, will you tell me something very honestly, without hiding anything?’She said, ‘ Yes Dear!’I asked her, ‘ Are you very excited and very turned on by the sight of Mr. Khorana’s big **** that you had seen earlier? Please tell me openly!’She lowered her eyes and said ‘ Yes!’I said, ‘ OK. Darling - wear the nightie, and go to Mr. Khorana’s bedroom - I want you to have your pleasure and also give the poor old man his pleasure!’
She was shocked ‘ No! Don’t be stupid, I am your wife - not his!’I said ‘ Amna, come on! Dont be a hypocrite. The fact is - mentally you are lusting for his big **** and the poor man is lusting to get his big **** in your tight ****! Both of you want each other. I am excited by this fact. So why should we avoid what all of us want? Mr. Khorana is a good gentleman. There is nothing wrong if you give him his pleasure and take your pleasure from his body! Don’t be nervous. Come…. Wear the nightie and go to him….! ‘
She quietly wore the nightie. Being my boss’s daughter’s dress, it was extremely short and semi transparent. I could see my wife’s black bra and petticoat very clearly thru’ her dress. I reached out and put my hand into her panty. Her juicy **** was boiling and very very wet! I put an arm over her shoulder and escorted her thru’ the darkened passage towards Mr. khorana’s bedroom. We finally reached the bed room and stood outside the closed door. I gave her a light pat on her sexy round buttocks and said, ‘ Darling, go and have your pleasure! Enjoy yourself!’She said, ‘ What about you?’I said, ‘ I will wait outside this door to listen to both of you enjoying yourselves. You have your pleasure, give him his pleasure completely and then come back to our room and take care of me. I want to put my **** into your **** after he has ****** it thoroughly with his big dick? Now open the door and go in!’
She opened the door and went in. I put my ear to the door and could see hear the distinct shock of my boss, as he spoke something to her, which I could not make out. I could hear her reply.Afterwards things became very quiet, as I could only hear the rustling of clothes / bedsheets, which meant that he was obviously too excited and was not going to ask her to leave. Slowly I could hear kisses. The old man was kissing my 30 year old wife. Within a few moments I could hear my wife’s cries, ‘ Oh, No!….. ‘ Ohhhh… Ahhhhh…. no! ‘ I could make out now that the old man had obviously removed the nighties and was now obviously fondling her lovely breasts and was probably sucking or biting her large brown nipples. After some time some more rustling and again my wife’s cries…. ‘ Oh… Oh!… aaaaahhhhh!!! ‘ This went on for almost 5 - 6 minutes and then she screamed out…. aaaahhhhh…. Put the tongue deeper please… please… yes… yes… yes… aaaaaaahhhhhhh…!!!!!! ‘
I knew then that my boss was sucking her hot, juicy, wet **** and had brought her to an orgasm! Then I heard the bed creak a bit and then silence. Moments later I could hear the sounds of slurping and then my boss, rough voice.. ‘ Yeah Amna… yes.. suck it.. oh Darling… take it more inside your throat… faster dear… yes.. yeah… zhorse.. aur zhorse… yes.. yes.. aaahh… kitna maza aaraha hai… yes…! I knew that my wife had taken his huge organ into her tender lovely mouth and was sucking and pleasuring my boss. His oohs and aaaahs went on for 3 - 4 minutes and then he started screaming… aaaaahh… Amna… I am going to *** darling… please. I want to come into your mouth and I want you to swallow my ***….yes.. yes…yes… oooooohhhhhhhhh….
After a few minutes I could hear the sound of kisses once again. Then the rustling of bedsheets. Slowly I could hear the bed creaking as if they were trying to adjust themselves on it. In a moment I could hear my wife cry out, ‘ Ahhhh…. Slowly … AAAHHHHH….No…. No…. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…. it is paining… AAAAAHHHHHHHH….! ‘ I knew then that he had finally got what he was doing… he was thrusting his massive **** into her tight ****…! ‘In a few moments again she moaned, ‘! Please … it is too big… you are tearing me open… Oh Heavens… It is paining… Aaaah… Aaaaaahh…’Then his voice, ‘ No Darling! Amna, just bear a little dear… it has only gone half… I shall push it slowly OK Love?’Then her voice sobbing, ‘AAAAAHHHHHHH… NOOOOOOOO… AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH…. I will die with pain now….! ‘
To which his reply was… Amna.. Darling give me more room…spread your thighs still wide apart… wait… life your legs more.. there I shall put them over my shoulders…now I can thrust more better…. Hold on love! ‘
Within a few seconds I heard a very loud scream from my wife, ‘AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ‘ Oh Heavens…
His response, ‘ There Darling, Its fully in now! Look how tighly your vagina is lovingly holding my ****! ‘ I realized with amazement that my wife’s tiny little ****, which was used to taking my five inch **** had amazingly taken all of his eight inches thick ****.
Within a few moments, the bed started creakling loudly, obviously, my boss was now slamming his rigid **** into my wife’s tender ****. I could hear the noise of their bodies ‘ putch.. putch.. putch..! ‘ I could also make out that my wife’s pain had gone and she had begun to enjoy, as she was now whimpering, ‘ Yes, Yes, … faster.. faster.. deeper.. deeper.. faster…! ‘Put all the way in peaseee. He was telling her, ‘ Oh Darling lift your buttocks and thrust back into me upwards. Yes! ‘
My wife now was getting desperate.. I was surprised to see her talking crudely ‘ slam it in.. faster.. deeper.. more.. I want more…! Take your pleasure from me! This is what you wanted is it not? To tear me up? Now you have torn me. So take your pleasure from me!’My Boss, reverted into Urdu, ‘ Are kya maaza aa raha hai. Mera Poora Louda teri choot mein hain Amna. Teri choti si chhooth ab badi ho gayi hai! Ab tujhe chote lund se kaam nahi chalega. Tujhe maza nahin aayega. Ab tho thujhe bade lund ki hamesha zaroorat hogi. Tu bar bar mere paas aana. Mein tere pyaas bhujaaoonga meri Amna Dear!’My wife too replied in Urdu, ‘ Jee haan, main aapke paas aaooongi…aap mere pyaas hamesha bhujana!’She again started with her, ‘ Ohhhhh…ahhhhh… faster… aaaaahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh….! ‘Suddenly she screamed, ” AAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHH!!!! ‘
I knew she had got an orgasm. Within a few moments, my boss too shouted, ‘Amna, I am going to cccccccccuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm
My **** was raging to **** now. But my wife was in his arms and probably asleep! I slowly and dejectedly walked to our guest room and lay down on the bed still horny, still excited. Suddenly I heard our bedroom door opene, in the dim light, I saw my wife entering the room… she was completely naked.. I got up and went to her.. she was shivering and shaking! She had marks of dried semen on her cheeks and mouth. She had bite marks and reddish welts all over on her neck, breasts, navel, thighs where Mr. Khorana seemed to have bit her and scratched her in the heat of his passion. Her full body was glistening as she was drenched in sweat. She had a pungent smell of semen on her. In fact her hair was matted to her face with the sweat. I could also see semen trickling from her **** on both sides of her thighs! She seemed to be totally so tired, that she was unable to stand properly. But despite her tiredness, the poor thing had come only because I had told her that I wished to **** her immediately after she was ****** and she wanted me to have my pleasure!
I put my arm over her shoulder and supported her. I carried her to the bed and made her lie down without saying a word. She was looking at me silently. In the dim light of the room, I seperated her thighs and looked at her ****. It was in a mess. Her thighs seem to have been bitten hard.. I slightly opened her **** lips with my fingers. I could see her inner **** was still full with semen. I inserted one finger into her **** and felt the slushy semen all over. We still did not talk. Slowly I climbed on to the bed, got between her legs, and positioned my penis on her freshly ****** vagina and pushed it into her. I got a shock! My wife’s normally tight **** which would grip my **** tightly, was now all loose. I could virtually not feel anything except the messy, warm, slushy, gooey, semen of my boss, mixed up with my wife’s own juices. The feeling of the slushy warm semen in her **** against my **** was so exciting and out of this world, that in just three to four thrusts, I ejaculated into her ****. As I was ejaculating my wife pulled me deep into her. I collapsed on her.
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