Adultery The Butterfly

[Roman_Lust]

The next update will be on Sunday. If I find more time, then it might even happen on Saturday or earlier.

[Straw hat luffy]

Really looking forward for the updates dude... Plz make it quick

[The Last samurai]

Waiting eagerly to know what happened next plz update soon ??

[Roman_Lust]

Chapter 7: The Secret, the Truth and Where it took us

After our sensual shower, we both got dressed. We decided to do something fun together to reclaim our feeling of being a couple. So we went to the mall where we bought a few sexy clothes. She saw her favourite salon also in the mall and asked if she could quickly go in for a hair treatment. I said okay even though I knew that it would take her almost an hour to get done. As she left, I went to a nearby coffee shop and sat down with a cappuccino, waiting for Rekha to return. As I was waiting with my coffee and watching the shoppers go by, I heard the tone of an incoming message on my phone. At first, I thought it might be from Rekha, saying that she would take more time at the salon, but when I looked at the phone, I saw that it was a message from Shinde.
 
My first reaction was to ignore it as I did not feel like having a conversation with him today...but I was too curious to see what he had to say. So I opened the message to see that he had sent a picture. When I tapped on it, the screen was filled with an image of my wife on top of Ibrahim. He had his hands on her waist while she had her head thrown back and her hands were on her breasts. It was obvious that she was extremely sexually excited to even notice that she was being photographed. I could also see a feminine hand grabbing her ass, which I assumed was Sofia. As I kept glaring at the picture, another message from Shinde appeared below it.
 
‘Your hot slut loves to fuck!’ it said
 
I got really annoyed by Shinde’s attitude and actions. I thought that over the past few weeks we had bonded to a certain extent, but it was clear that he was willing to throw it all away to fuck my wife. I had given him an opportunity to experience her, but he did not respect the pace at which I wanted to do it and instead, he had done whatever he wanted. I thought about replying to him with a nasty message, but then I thought that it was just easier to ignore him.
 
I continued to have my coffee while I thought about the pic. It seemed to have been taken after she was already fucked three times and experiencing several orgams. However, she still looked sexually charged in the picture, as if she was having the best time of her life.
 
Rekha showed up to the coffee shop exactly an hour after she had gone, and we left for our home immediately. At first, I thought of telling her about the pic and Shinde’s message, but I thought that now was not the right time. Fortunately, Shinde had also not sent any more messages.
 
Once we reached home, we put all the purchases away and had dinner while watching TV. After cleaning and putting and putting away all the plates, we returned to the couch and continued watching TV. Suddenly I was reminded of the conversation that the old man had with Rekha as we were leaving in the morning.
 
“Rekha, I forgot to ask something earlier. What did Shinde say to you when we were leaving?”
 
A look of shock came on her face for a second, but it disappeared just as quickly as she said, “What? When?”
 
I immediately knew that she was withholding something and by her reaction, I understood that it was something significant. I persisted with my question, saying, “When I was almost near the door. He stopped you , leaned close to you and he whispered something to you.”
 
I purposefully explained in such detail so that she would know that I remembered everything about that exchange and that there was no point in hiding. But she still continued to pretend to be unaware, saying “I don’t remember that.”
 
I decided to drop the topic temporarily, although I knew we would return to it later. Even though we continued to watch TV in silence, I could feel the lingering tension in the room. I knew that it was to be expected since we had done things that were usually outside our boundary, but I also knew that it was not good to have such unresolved feelings. I took her arm and pulled her closer to me until we were snuggling together on the couch.
 
We stayed in silence like that for a few minutes until she spoke by herself, “I did not know what you wanted.”
 
“I know” I answered hesitantly
 
She was right in what she said. I had pushed her onto Shinde so I could understand her confusion.
 
“What did you want me to do?”, she asked
 
“I don’t know….maybe some things but not so much”, I replied
 
“I’m sorry”, she said, tilting her head upwards and looking at me with sadness in her eyes
 
“It’s ok. It happened and I want to put it in the past.”
 
“Good”, she responded with relief in her voice and then a few seconds later asked, “Can we make love?”
 
Without answering, I got up from the couch and pulled her to her feet and then, with her moving quickly in front of me, we went to the bedroom. Our clothes were off quickly, and then we got under the cool sheets, locked in a tight embrace.
 
After a few minutes, she whispered, “Let’s make soft love”.
 
That was how she described our sessions where I penetrated her, but we barely moved as we kissed and hugged. It rarely led to an orgasm for either of us, but we both enjoyed it a lot. As I moved my legs and got into position, she used her hand to guide me inside her. With mutual moans of pleasure, I pushed my cock into her just enough to get some lubrication, and then slowed down so almost a standstill, all the while kissing her neck. The minutes went by as we kissed, hugged, and licked each other while filling the room with soft sighs.
 
Even though we were having a good moment, I once again started thinking about what Shinde had said to her while leaving. So although it was not the right time, I moved my mouth close to her ear and asked, “What did Shinde actually say to you?”.
 
Almost instantly, I felt her body stiffening and she remained silent. When I realised that she was not going to speak, I asked again, “What did he tell you?”
 
“Please….please don't ask….it’s not good…” she replied in a very low voice.
 
It was obvious that whatever was said, it was difficult for Rekha to talk about it. But at least she wasn’t denying it anymore. For a second, I thought of not asking her about it anymore. But then I got very curious again and kept persisting.
 
“Just tell me. I won’t get angry”, I said
 
Hearing that, she stopped all movement and looked into my eyes. In a very nervous voice, she said, “He wants me to go back to his place. Next Saturday.”
 
“Why?”, I instinctively asked, although I realised that it was a stupid question
 
“You know why”, she replied.
 
“This Shinde is a real asshole. What he thinks, he owns you or what”, I started to rant but the look on Rekha’s face made me think that there was more to it.
 
“Rekha, why would he think that you would do it?”
 
“Sai, it was a different kind of night and I was a different kind of person. I said some things that I should not have.”
 
“Like what?”
 
“I told him that he could fuck me any time he wanted.”
 
When she said that, I immediately started to understand how this could have happened. Rekha can become a little submissive when excited. I had seen it before when we had some intense lovemaking sessions.
 
“Oh shit”, I said, unable to think of anything else to say.
 
“Sai...look...it was just… sex talk.”
 
“So what, you were just going to go out in the night leaving me at home? Did you think I would not ask or know where you were going?”, I said angrily.
 
“It’s during the day”, she suddenly said in a low voice.
 
“What’s during the day?” I asked
 
“The party on Saturday….it’s during the day.”
 
“Oh, go to hell” I said and I got up as I realised that she had considered going to the party.
 
The conversation ended our lovemaking for the day and brought back the negative tension between us. I went outside and sat on the couch for a long time before I fell asleep there itself.
 
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[Curiouser]

Very small update.... You are a brilliant writer abd it is one of the best story.. but you should give larger updates if you are going to take too much time updating.

Please update fast.

[The Last samurai]

Keep it up though Pretty small update. Ok waiting for the next part it's pretty curious.i think it would have been much more interesting if she had been to party without him and later he came to know. If wait is too long give lengthier updates. One of the best story in xossipy. Like other stories writer plz don't leave this half finished.

[Straw hat luffy]

Come on man such a long wait and such a small update..... Sad

[Roman_Lust]

Chapter 8: Reclaiming

Of course after our last conversation, we never went to the party on Saturday. I purposefully stayed away from Shinde for several weeks so that we could come back to our normal lives. In the meantime, there were many conversations that happened between Rekha and I, where both of us felt stupid and guilty. However, over time, we started to feel better and this topic faded into the background of our hectic lives. When I finally felt that we were out of it, I decided that it was time to talk to Shinde. So on a Wednesday afternoon, I walked into his office without an appointment. He ushered me in and made me sit on the couch in his office, almost as if he had been expecting me.
 
“How are things going?” he asked with a grin on his face.
 
“Look, Dada…..things got a little out of control that night….and I just wanted to say something about it.”
 
“What do you want to say, Sai?”
 
“I….My thought is….I ...I want to say that I would like you to stay away from my wife. I don’t want you to try to communicate with her. Whatever happened that night was a mistake and we have to live with it...but I want it to be over.”
 
For a second, I was anticipating Shinde to hit me or something. This was the most disrespectful tone in which I had even spoken with him and I wasn’t sure if he liked it. But to my surprise, he looked away from me, into the distance and was deep in thought for a few seconds. Then, with a serious look on his face, he looked at me and spoke in a louder voice.
 
“Look, Sai…..Let me tell you something. In my line of work, I see a lot of bitches and sluts. Some are dumb, some are deperate for money…..all kinds. They do it because they have to and they don’t feel anything even if they put up a good performance in front of clients. They could even be fucking Hrithik Roshan as a client, but they would not feel anything because they don’t enjoy it from deep inside. But there are some who just love to fuck. They would even fuck for free if I was not keeping a track of their work. Do you understand what I am saying?”
 
“I am not sure what you’re trying to say”, I replied
 
“Ok, let me explain it a little better then. Sai, your wife loves to fuck. SHe just loves it. Maybe all her life she was told what to do and what not to do so she was being conservative. But when I pushing my cock in and out of her that night, I could see the hunger for pleasure in her. I could tell that she had the best time of her life. When I saw her the first time talking to the clients along with Tanya, that time only I had suspected that she enjoyed it...and I was right! Now, the problem of controlling her strong sexual desire is up to you, so I hope you give her enough to keep her satisfied.”
 
“Dada, I don’t want you texting her….”, I started to say but Shinde interrupted me with a nasty glare.
 
“I won’t do anything with her, Sai….but let me tell you something once and for all. If she reaches out to me, then it will be a different story. If she reaches out to me, then I can’t promise you anything so it's best that you deal with all of this by dealing with her first.”
 
On my way home, all the thoughts about my relationship with Rekha were running in my head. I was recollecting the moments where Rekha showed the kind of behaviour that Shinde talked about. Although he was describing her as a total slut, it wasn’t the Rekha that I knew from before our experimentation began. She was passionate before, but everything that happened at Shinde’s place was kind of wild and also had my approval for some of the incidents. Unfortunately, I just couldn’t come to completely believe that my wife was a complete slut who was thirsty for great sex.
 
Over the next few weeks, I kept on observing Rekha’s every small behaviour, looking for signs of what Shinde had said. Whether it was watching TV during a sexy scene, dressing up in a certain way or whenever she was out in public, I was gauging her every action and reaction. Even when we made love, half of my mind would be looking for signs of whether she was desperate for sex.
 
The situation was even more difficult because I had to continue working with Shinde. While Rekha’s sex with him was consensual, it was not the way I had planned and it was not very well thought through, which created a lot of tension between us. Despite my best efforts, I would often catch myself recollecting the sexual incidents between my wife and Shinde whenever I was working with the old man.
 
One day, Shinde must have caught me thinking about it again, because he asked, “Do you still get your wife to dress up for you?”
 
His question caught me by surprise as he had not mentioned the subject since I last spoke to him.
 
I first thought about reminding him that we would never talk about it, but then I feebly said, “No.”
 
“Is it because of you or because of her?” he asked
 
“Dada, I don't want to discuss my wife”, I replied
 
“Haha...so you decide to run and hide from everything that happened because things got a little too fun for you? Remember, you fucked Tanya also.”
 
“Dada, please…”, I said, indicating that I didn’t really want to talk about it.
 
“Haha...okay, Sai. I’ll keep quiet. But I know that she is not dressing up because of you. She would have done it immediately if the choice was entirely hers”, Shinde said
 
I knew that the old thug was trying to manipulate me. But since I didn’t engage with him on the topic, the conversation ended very quickly. By the time I came home, I had almost forgotten about the conversation, but when I saw Rekha, his words came back in my head. With everything that had happened, it was crazy to even consider his words. Yet, there I was, in front of my beautiful wife, imagining once again how she would look in those sexy dresses.
 
Over the next few days, I tried to resist those thoughts, but my willpower lasted only till Friday. However, in the end, I actually wanted to see if she would wear those dresses again. I needed to see if Shinde’s words were really true or if he was just speaking bullshit. That evening, we had made plans to go out for dinner so I knew she would be in a good mood at night. As we were about to leave the house, I went back inside under the pretext of having forgotten the keys and quickly put the hot pants and the bikini top on the bed in the bedroom. I even put the high heels at the foot of the bed. Then I returned to my wife who was waiting near the car, unaware of my devious plan.
 
We returned almost 3 hours later. Rekha had a bit of wine at the restaurant and she was a little tipsy and was feeling playful. As soon as we got inside the door, she went to the bedroom as I went and sat down on the couch.
 
My mind instantly started counting the seconds because I knew that she would see the dress on the bed. A few minutes ticked by and I started feeling better that she had not immediately stormed out in anger, asking for an explanation. And I was right, because I suddenly heard the sound of high heels walking towards the living room. I turned and saw my wife looking super hot in the skimpy clothes. Her face did not really convey what she was thinking but I could see that her nipples were hard and poking through the flimsy material of the bikini top. Then, she moved towards me and soon, she was sitting on my lap as she took my arms and held them against the back of the sofa.
 
“What exactly were you trying to say with this, Sai?” she questioned me.
 
“I…..uhhhh...I just wanted to see you wearing it once again”, I replied.
 
She kept staring into my eyes for a few seconds and I could tell that she was trying to guess my intentions. Then, she leaned forward and planted her wet lips on mine. I could smell the alcohol in her breath. Her clothes, the way she was acting and her kiss quickly turned me on and when we broke the kiss, I tried to push her on her back on the couch. But, she held me firmly and resisted the move.
 
Once again looking into my eyes, she asked, “What do you want...really?”
 
“You….in bed”, I answered.
 
With that, she released my arms and I immediately hugged her. We then stood up and decided to move towards the bedroom. At first, she was expecting me to lead her towards the bedroom but as I stood up, I spanked her ass, indicating that I wanted her to walk in front. She rolled her eyes and stepped forward. She swayed her ass sexily while walking, clearly making a show of it all and I walked behind her, enjoying the view.
 
“You have the most beautiful ass in the world”, I told her as we reached the bed
 
“Just the world?”m she asked playfully.
 
“I’ll take these off”, I said, as I began removing her hot pants. She giggled as I did so and I felt that she was becoming a lot more relaxed. Within a few seconds, we were in the bed, squirming against each other as we fondled and kissed each other. Her soft whimpers quickly turned into moans of desperation and soon she was trying to pull me on top of her. She held of hard cock and guided me into her warm, wet pussy.
 
“Mmmmmm…..uuuhhhhhhhhhh”, she gasped, as I pushed myself inside her.
 
“You are so beautiful”, I said, completely aroused by her reactions.
 
“It’s all for you, Jaanu”, she replied, which turned me on even more.
 
I tried to maintain a slow and steady pace as I fucked her, trying to take the time to relish the moment. But her sounds and movements kept me pushing harder and faster into her and within minutes, I was pounding her hard. At times, I felt like I might be hurting her and I started to slow down but when I did so, I felt her hands on my ass, pulling me deeper and encouraging me to fuck her even harder.
 
“I’m not going to be able to hold myself much longer, baby”, I warned after a minute.
 
Suddenly, Rekha pushed me off of her into a kneeling position. Then, with a smooth movement, she got on her knees and presented her fleshy ass to me. I was surprised by her movement, but seeing the wet dripping pussy and that thick ass, I found myself grabbing her and thrusting my hard cock into her once again.
 
“Faster…”, she said, a few seconds later.
 
I was once again, surprised on hearing these words. This time, it was due to how comfortable she had become in giving instructions during sex as compared to how shy and reserved she was before. It made me wonder for a second about what was going on in her head, but I kept quiet and increased my pace of fucking. The small break to switch positions had made me regain control and I was now fucking her hard again, but it seemed like Rekha was on her own path of sexual pleasure. I saw her hands digging into the sheets hard and I was suddenly reminded of the scene from the other night where Ibrahim was fucking her from behind and her hands were similarly digging into the sheets. Was she reliving that moment? Was she using that memory as a way to reach climax? I did not have enough time to think further because within a few seconds I heard Rekha give out her trademark signals of orgasm.
 
“Uhhh….mmmmmm….ohhhh….ohhhhh...ohhhh….don't stop….please….”, she cried out.
 
I dug my fingers into her hips and began to pull her roughly against me, and then asked, “Like that?”
 
“Yess…...Yeessss…..harder, Jaanu……”, she groaned loudly.
 
It was all too much for me and despite all the thoughts into my head, a few seconds later I joined her in a climax and spewed my hot cum into her sloppy wet pussy.
 
“Ugghhhhh….shit…..oh fuck….” I grunted.
 
With my head spinning with pleasure, I pushed her forward into the sheet while I fell on her back, my penis still ejaculating the last drops inside her. Together, we panted as we slowly came down from an incredible round of sex. Finally, I rolled on to her side, as my limp cock slipped out of her pussy.
 
“Naahhhh”, she whimpered as my cock left her pussy.
 
“You want to do more, baby?” I asked as I slapped her ass.
 
“I need to rest a bit, Jaanu”, she answered.
 
So we lay in silence for some time as I stroked her body and occasionally kissed her ears and neck. During that time, I kept thinking about how she moved to her knees smoothly, the ease with which she agreed to dress up and the message that Shinde had given. Was he right? Did Rekha want more? Instinctively, I knew that he had been trying to coerce me, but there was enough evidence to suggest that he was at least partially right. But what did I want? Did I want to see Rekha go down this path? Was I not curious about where this could all go? All of these thoughts kept circling in my brain and I felt like I was being consumed by them, but I just could not keep thinking about it.
 
“You should send him a pic”, I suddenly heard myself say.
 
I could immediately feel Rekha’s body stiffen and a few seconds later she asked, “Who?”
 
“Shinde Dada”, I answered
 
“Have you gone mad?” she replied in a disgusted tone.
 
It was like a balloon had burst in my head, because I realised that my perverted thoughts had been totally wrong. I felt like a fool, bringing up the topic so I fell silent.
 
“Why?”, she asked suddenly, a few seconds later.
 
Her vague question made me wonder whether she was asking why I had brought up the topic or why I was asking her to share the pics. I knew that the answer would have huge consequences, but I decided to trust my instincts and finally answer.
 
“He likes pics of you”, I said.
 
She again fell silent and I I thought that she wanted to move on from the topic, but she said, “Are you sure?”
 
Actually, I was not sure at all, but for some reason I wanted to make a decision about this. So I quickly said, “Yes”
 
“In the hot pants?” she asked in a small whisper.
 
“Yeah”, I replied and hugged her tight.
 
As we ended the hug, she wordlessly got off the bed and put on the hot pants again. It was an arousing sight to see her again, freshly fucked by wearing the bikini top that showed her hard nipples, and the hot pants. With my hands trembling, I sat up on the bed and proceeded to take some pics with my phone.
 
“Take the strap off of your shoulder,” I said
 
With just a slight hesitation, Rekha slipped the strap off her shoulder, making the bra cup come down to the point that it was almost going to reveal her nipple. Quickly, I took several pics and then I motioned for her to join me back on the bed. Once again, I pulled her close to me and started to kiss her neck.
 
“Are you going to send them”, she asked.
 
I handed her the phone and said, “Send the ones you want.”
 
I was putting her in control of the situation to see how she would handle it. I thought she may reject my attempt and keep the phone aside but I saw her opening the chat app as she turned the phone away from me. I could not see what exactly she did, but a few seconds later, she put the phone on the bed. I sat waiting with bated breath and I anticipated the arrival of a reply message. Suddenly we heard the beep of the message tone that we were waiting for.
 
I saw her shudder a bit at the message but she did not make a move to pick up the phone. So I asked, “Are you going to check the message?”
 
Slowly, she reached for the phone but as she did, we heard the tone of another reply message. She looked at the message for a few seconds before turning the phone towards me to give me a look.
 
“Damn nice, Sai. Most sexy pics I have seen in some time.” said the first message. Below that the second message read, “Does she know that you sent?”
 
When she saw that I had read the messages, Rekha turned the phone towards her again and typed out the reply to Shinde - “Yes Rekha knows”
 
As soon as the message was sent, I expected a response from Shinde. After our last discussion, I knew that he would find it interesting that I was once again sending messages to him. However, we did not receive a reply, even though the chat app showed that he had read the message. Rekha and I turned to each other and we again started to hug each other. The hug slowly turned more erotic and soon, we were making love again. Both of us did not have another orgasm, but we still enjoyed that session. After some time, Rekha went to sleep while I lay awake next to her, contemplating what had happened.
 
I didn’t get a response from Shinde till Monday. In the meantime, I was already questioning my decision, thinking whether it was alcohol that made me encourage my wife to send her sexy pics. Either way, I realised that it was like I had let a genie out of the bottle and it would be difficult to put it back. Rekha was also silent about the whole thing so her silence was unnerving me even further.
 
On Monday, I got a phone call from Shinde while I was at the office.
 
“Sai, I really liked the pictures of the hot slut”, he said as soon as I said hello.
 
“Yeah, we had a little too much to drink”, I said, scrambling for an excuse.
 
“Haan..whatever…”, he said as he sniggered and then added, “You guys to come to my next party on Friday.”
 
“We’ll see…” I started to say but he suddenly interrupted me.
 
“Come around 9 pm”, Shinde said and quickly disconnected the call.
 
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[Roman_Lust]

Hi Everyone, 

First of all, thank you for all the words of appreciation regarding the story. 

Secondly, I would ask you to put some trust in me when I say that I fully intend to complete the story. As you know, none of the writers on this forum do this for a living and we all have full time jobs and other responsibilities that we have to attend to. So whenever I do find time, I ensure that I try to update the story and give a tentative deadline for the next chapter. However, there are times when I am not sure myself about the deadline and at those times, rather than give false promises, I choose to stay silent. I now understand that this approach is not appreciated by many of you. 

So here is my next deadline: The next chapter will be published on next Sunday. If I am able to publish it earlier, then I will certainly do so. Also given, how hectic my professional life is becoming in this time of covid, there is a chance that there could be a longer gap between chapters, maybe up to 2 weeks or even more. I understand that this is not an ideal situation, but trust me, I shall keep doing my best to bring you the chapters as soon as possible. 

Roman_Lust

[The Last samurai]

Roman_ lust sorry that we had offend you but it's the content of this story that's is making people to wait for every update. Most of the author except few have left the story in between. Since you are keeping up the deadline it's very great of you. Hope to get more updates from you on this story. Finally professional and personal life is much more important that this fictional life so prioritise that first. all the best thank you.

[Curiouser]

Very short update after such a long interval... This is the best story currently in this site but atleast give big updates if you ate taking so much time.

[King Kesavan]

Interesting. Now Rekha understand that her husband is completely useless bastard. He cannot earn or satisfy her sexual desires.she is very clever. She must plan and take his properties and with help of dada put him in prison. She can then be bitch of dada and enjoy her life.

[Siva82]

Thanks for the update. Story is amazing with interesting plot. Thanks for sharing ur intent of completion this story. It’s really appreciated by all ur fans like me. Also it perfect to show the deadline for ur next update that way we know exactly when we can expect the next updates. It’s really nice approach and it would be great if other authors also follow this excellent idea

[Roman_Lust]

Chapter 9: Decisions

I did not mention the call with Shinde to Rekha as my mind was still in turmoil. To be honest, seeing the revelation of Rekha’s sexuality was in some ways addictive. But I knew that at some point I would have to face some consequences also, the thought of which frightened me.
 
On Tuesday, as we were having breakfast, Rekha informed me that her office colleagues were having drinks after work on Friday and I was invited as well. I breathed a sigh of relief as I had an excuse to get us out of attending Shinde’s party and I would not even have to tell Rekha that Shinde had invited us. On top of that, I had a busy week at work, so all thoughts of Shinde’s party invite were pushed to the back of my head.
 
On Friday, I left work at 5pm to go straight to Rekha’s office and together join her colleagues for drinks at a nearby bar. By 8 pm, Rekha was a bit tipsy although I was sober since I was driving. As we drove back home, Rekha was giggling as she told me stories about her coworkers. However, my mind was still occupied by the thoughts of Shinde’s party, especially since we had reached home earlier than I expected. Rekha must have sensed my feelings because as I was parking the car in our building’s parking spot, she asked, “What are you thinking about, Jaanu?”
 
“Nothing”, I lied.
 
“C’mon Jaanu, tell me”, she repeated, playfully hitting me on the arm.
 
“I was just thinking about ravishing you tonight”, I lied again.
 
“That sounds exciting, Jaanu but I don’t believe you. C’mon...tell me”, she insisted
 
“No, nothing baby”, I said again, knowing that she would not like what I had to say.
 
“Tell me”, she asked again, now in a firmer voice.
 
At that moment, I finally decided to come clean with the truth. With a deep breath, I said, “Shinde had called me earlier this week. He invited us to a party that is happening tonight at his place.”
 
“And you were thinking about it? Were you thinking about Tanya?”, she said
 
“No!”, I instantly replied
 
“Then what? Why do you have a strange look on your face?”, she asked
 
“I don't know...I was thinking...I don't know…”, I stammered
 
She kept staring at me for a few seconds as we sat in silence in the parked car. THen she asked, “Do you want to go?”
 
“No….uhhh...I think it’s not safe”, I said
 
“Why didn’t you tell me about the invite?”
 
“Because I thought it would upset you, baby. I thought you wanted to leave it all behind.”
 
Rekha looked at me for a few more seconds and then surprised me by saying, “He contacted me.”
 
“Who? Shinde?” I asked
 
“Yes, Shinde Dada.”
 
“Why?” I asked, annoyed by the fact that he had called her.
 
“His message only said to wear the saree that he had gifted. I did not understand at the time what exactly he meant, so I didn’t respond. But I understand now.”
 
“I’m sorry”, I said guiltily.
 
With that, we got out of the car and made our way to our flat. As we entered, Rekha went to the kitchen to get some water while I went to the bedroom. But as I entered, I saw that the red saree and the accompanying blouse were all laid out on the bed. As I turned, I saw Rekha behind me, with a naughty smile on her face.
 
“You knew about Shinde’s party invitation?” I asked her and she just nodded in response.
 
“How long have you known?” I probed further
 
“Dada contacted me on Wednesday.”
 
“And you were ready to go to the party?”
 
“I thought you wanted to, Sai…..he said that you wanted to”, she answered
 
“What exactly did he say?” I asked
 
“He said that he has spoken with you and that we would be going to his part on Friday. And then he asked me to wear the saree.”
 
“Why didn’t you tell me about it then?” I questioned
 
“I was waiting to see if you told me about it yourself”, she answered
 
“So you would be ok if I wanted to go?”, I probed further
 
“Maybe...but now I am not sure...maybe what you said was right….it’s not safe.”
 
“So you don’t want him to see you in the saree?”
 
“He’s seen a lot more of me in the pics, Jaanu.”
 
“Yeah but he hasn’t seen you in this sexy saree”, I said
 
This time, Rekha didn’t answer immediately and just kept looking away from me. So I went closer to her, pulled her into my arms and kissed her. As we broke our kiss, Rekha said, “Dada will want to do more.”
 
I contemplated her warning for a few seconds in my head before I heard myself saying, “Yes he will”
 
“Does that mean you want me to?”, she asked, and I could sense some eagerness in her voice.
 
My reaction was just a slow, silent nod, which made Rekha gasp a bit in surprise. It was a strange moment, but it made all my worries go away and I felt more confident in my decision. Rekha pulled herself closer to me and put her head on my chest and said in a whisper, “After it’s over, please don’t make me feel bad.”
 
I caressed her arm to assure that I would not do so. She let go of me and went to the bed, while I went and sat outside in the living room. After a short wait which seemed like eternity for me, I finally heard Rekha’s heels click-clacking towards the couch. As I turned and looked at her, I instantly felt my cock harden in my pants. The transparent red saree clung to her figure and made her look way more sexier. The blouse really emphasised her cleavage and I could see her mangalsutra nestled in the soft crack. But what really blew me away was the addition that she had made to the costume. I could see that she had worn the saree way below her navel, which by itself looked very enticing, but what was even more sexy was the silver belly chain that she had worn. I remembered how she wore the belly chain during the initial days of our marriage and she had given up wearing it later. But today, the chain rested just above her navel, accentuating her curves and making her seem the sexiest a girl could be in a saree.
 
I stood up to appreciate her beauty as Rekha spoke - “Let’s agree that if either of us are uncomfortable with anything then we shall leave.”
 
“Yes, baby”, I replied
 
“And let’s always stay close to each other.”
 
“Agreed, baby”, I said.
 
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It was 9.30 when we reached Shinde’s building. As soon as we stopped, I texted Shinde that we had arrived. As Rekha and I waited to board the lift that would take us to the penthouse flat, we exchanged tense looks and even thought about just going back. But as the lift arrived, Rekha was the first one to step in and when it reached the top floor and the doors opened, Shinde was standing right there to greet us.
 
“Arey yaar…...this is the beauty that I have been waiting for!”, he exclaimed as soon as he saw Rekha.
 
His eyes were all over my wife’s body as if he was a hungry lion waiting for his meal. Seeing his actions, I had no doubt that he expected a repeat performance of the last party and as I looked at my wife, I noticed that there were equal amounts of fear and lust in her eyes.
 
“Party has been going on for some time now but now it will be more exciting. Ibrahim is also here”, Shinde said. I noticed that the mention of the old horny lawyer made my wife blush.
 
“There are a few more people as compared to last time, but it’s ok, the more the merrier”, Shinde added as he walked us over to the bar.
 
The music in the room was loud and we started to notice that there was the smell of ganja in the air as well. I could see that by the sofa there were two young men who looked like they were in their mid to late twenties and one of them looked like a bodybuilder. Next to them were three girls, out of which two were already topless.The lights were really dimmed down, so I suspected there were more people in the dark corner of the room. In the jacuzzi on the balcony, I could see four more women dressed in bikinis, doing a sexy dance with their backs to me. The lights were dim over there as well, so I could not exactly see who those four girls were pleasing. I looked around for Ibrahim, but I could not spot him, which made me wonder if he was there in the jacuzzi or whether he was already engaged with one of the girls in the bedroom.
 
Shinde told us that one of the young guys was named Rana while the other bodybuilder type was Sahil. He did not make an effort to introduce any of the girls as usual. I could see that both of the guys were checking out my wife as well, since she looked stunning yet a bit out of place in the saree.
As we were looking around the room, Shinde made us drinks. As he handed Rekha her drink, he went and stood behind her and casually slipped his arm around her waist and started to play with her belly chain. Since I was standing opposite them, the sight made me feel jealous and aroused at the same time. Shinde gave me a quick glance as he moved his mouth closer to my wife’s ear and started to whisper something to her. Rekha also surprisingly moved her left arm behind her and touched Shinde’s thigh lightly. It was such an intimate move and it made me even more jealous. I couldn’t really hear what Shinde was whispering to my wife but the entire sight in front of me, of my wife caressing her older lover’s thigh as he held her by the waist and whispered in her ear was so erotic, that I felt my cock becoming erect. I had to turn my body away a bit to hide my erection.
 
Soon, Shinde removed his hand from Rekha’s waist and she started to move towards one of the rooms.
 
“I told her to do some lines of coke”, Shinde told me as he hungrily looked at my wife’s ass as she walked away.
 
In spite of everything that had happened so far, I was still amazed that my educated, smart wife would so casually walk over and use illegal drugs. I tried to rationalise her behaviour by thinking that maybe she was just nervous and needed the coke to let loose a bit. But deep down I knew that she just liked the feeling of being high.
 
Rekha disappeared from my view and I started to wonder what happened to our pact to always stay close. Seems like we were already breaking our rules for the night. But in a few minutes, I saw Rekha come out of the same room and this time, she was followed by Ibrahim and Tanya who were walking closely behind her.
 
It was clear that she was feeling the effect of the cocaine because she did not seem nervous at all and also I could see her hard nipples poking against the silky blouse. Tanya, who was behind her, was already topless and was wearing just a really short skirt with the waistband of her thong peeking over the top. We made eye contact as she approached and I could see through the corner of my eye that Rekha had noticed it as well. Like the previous times that I had seen Tanya, I was struck by how similar she was to my wife.
Rekha came and stood beside me for a second, but Ibrahim suddenly came from behind her, held her arm and pulled her to the other side of the bar. Instantly, Shinde also joined them and now Rekha was standing with the two men at her side, on the opposite side. At the same time, Tanya came closer to me, with her luscious breasts just inches away, making it hard for me to stop staring at them.
 
“It’s been some time since we last met”, she said in her sultry voice.
 
“Yes”, I answered awkwardly and then added, “You look great.”
 
“Thanks. I didn’t expect to see you again”, Tanya said with a smile.
 
“Yeah”, I replied
 
On the opposite side of the bar, I could hear my wife in conversation with the two old men and although they were just a few metres away, I could hardly hear what they were talking about. Part of it was due to the music, but also because they were speaking in low voices. I was curious about their discussion, but with Tanya beside me, it was becoming more and more difficult to concentrate.
 
“Come and sit with me”, Tanya said softly.
 
I was about to decline her offer but she moved her hand on the inside of my thigh and traced it slightly upwards till her fingers were on my erect cock, over the fabric of my pants.
 
“I...I need to be close to Rekha….and…” I started to say, but Tanya quietly took my hand and led me towards the couch. As we sat down, I could see that there were actually more people on the large couch than I could see before. At the same time, I also noted that I could no longer see Rekha since the bar was behind me. So I continued to take note of the other people on the couch. There was an older, fiftyish couple sitting on the other side and they were surrounded by the three girls. All of them were dressed in short skirts like Tanya and were now topless as well. The couple was dressed in partywear but I could see that the zipper behind the wife’s dress was pulled down and the man’s shirt was unbuttoned. Whoever they were, Shinde was making sure that they were well-entertained. On the coffee table was a small box that held the cocaine and mirror with lines of cocaine, which showed that some of it had been used.
 
Tanya immediately prepared a line for me. After we had it, we relaxed back on the couch and her hand returned to teasing my cock.
 
“Who are they?”, I asked Tanya, indicating that I was talking about the older couple.
 
“I don’t know. They came in with another couple some time ago”, she answered.
 
“So where is that couple”, I asked
 
“I think in one of the rooms. Rajan is fucking the guys wife and he may be watching”, she said before giggling and adding “Kind of like you.”
 
“Yeah, because I am stupid, right?” I responded.
 
“Baby, your wife had a good time the other night. She loved it”, the young prostitute replied.
 
“How do you know for sure?” I asked
 
“Because when you guys left that day, they were all talking about her. How she begged for sex and how she kept cumming. I am sure she will do it again tonight”, Tanya explained, and even though I knew it was true, it was strange to hear it being said in such a matter-of-fact way by the prostitute.
 
“Maybe….” I said.
 
“Do you want to fuck me again?” Tanya suddenly asked.
 
The blunt way in which she asked the question took me by surprise. Suddenly loud moans from the other side of the couch caught my attention and I looked over to see that the older woman’s dress had been pulled off her shoulders and was now sitting bunched up at her waist. Her bra was also missing, which revealed a heavy set of breasts and a thick torso. A girl on one side of her was pinching the woman’s nipples aggressively which had caused her loud moans. Beside her, her husband sat with two girls on either side. His pants were completely off  and one girl was tugging on his half-erect cock while the other girl was nibbling on his nipple. Somehow, he was still silent. Suddenly, they all got up together and walked towards one of the rooms, as a group.
 
“Wow”, I mumbled, amazed by what I had just seen.
 
“Shinde said that the wife wanted to try girls”, Tanya said, explaining why the girl was playing with the woman’s nipples.
 
“Did Shinde tell you that we were coming?” I asked
 
“Ya….”, she answered honestly.
 
“But I never told him that we would come for sure.” I said
 
“Okay…” she said as if she was not interested in the discussion and just wanted to put an end to it. She pulled my hand to her breast and I started to caress her soft breasts. I was initially a bit tense that Rekha might see us but since my hand was at a lower angle, I guess that she might not be able to see me from the bar.
 
“I do want to fuck you, to be honest…” I told Tanya after a few minutes of fondling her.
 
“We have to do it here on the couch only...All the rooms on this floor are already full.” she whispered.
 
“I can’t do it here, Tanya…..not with my wife being so close”...I replied.
 
“Baby, she’s already gone….” Tanya said with a giggle, and I immediately turned back to see that there was no one at the bar. My heart dropped in my chest as I realised that the action for the evening might already have begun.
 
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[Roman_Lust]

Hi Everyone,

I have posted this short chapter as a treat to you guys for being so understanding. The deadline for the next chapter remains as Sunday and like I said, in case I finish it early, I shall definitely post it.

Thank you once again.

[deepa.T]

Great piece of erotica.

Loved the narration and progress of the story. The story encompasses emotions of both the husband and wife, hence, the story is addictive and not just a fuck fest where wife fucks any person any time. While writing stories in the genre of 'slut wife ' people forget that everyone has conscience.

Great work keep it up ?

And thank you for your time and efforts ?

[The Last samurai]

Super update, thank you for the update and ya the story stopped at the right instant can't wait to see the next part on sunday. Make it as early as possible. It would me more erotic if the whisper conversation is also known later by rekhas mouth

[Roman_Lust]

Chapter 10: Search and Rescue?

It had been a few seconds since Tanya had told me that my wife was no longer in the room. I tried very hard to look all around the dimly lit hall to see if my wife was there anywhere, but it seems Tanya was right. Shae had left with Shinde and Ibrahim.
 
“Where did they go?”, I turned towards Tanya and asked
 
“To fuck, obviously”, she replied, giggling
 
“No, Tanya...I mean you just said that all the rooms are full…..so where did they go?”
 
“Oh...I don’t know but we can check all the rooms once”, she said as she got up, eager to help.
 
Together, Tanya and I went to the rooms one by one. As I opened each door, I kept mentally preparing myself to once again see the sight of my wife being fucked by both Shinde and Ibrahim. But it wasn’t what I saw when I looked into each room. I think since we were a little late to the party, we didn’t realise how many of the guests had already gone into the different bedrooms in the penthouse. Most rooms had some or the other young girl pleasuring a guy. In one of the rooms, we even saw Saahil, the bodybuilder guy that I had seen before, giving a lapdance to another older-looking man. Tanya told me that Saahil was gay and was specially called in for servicing closeted homosexual men whom Shinde wanted to impress.
 
Finally, we had checked all the rooms on the floor and Rekha was not in any of them. As we approached the final room, Tanya put her ear against the door and listened in for a second.
 
“I definitely hear the sound of two guys grunting and one girl moaning. Maybe it’s your wife”, Tanya said.
 
We opened the door and the sight that I saw was totally surprising to me, but for different reasons than I expected. There on the bed was an older woman whom I had seen at some of my company’s official parties. She used to stand next to my MD at the parties and here she was, getting her pussy licked. But that wasn’t even the most surprising thing. The person licking her pussy while kneeling on his knees and elbows was my very own MD, Mr. Pereira. And behind Mr. Perira was Rajan, Shinde’s henchman who had driven Rekha to the apartment during Shinde’s last party. As my eyes adjusted further to the darkness, I saw that a really sweaty Rajan was fucking Mr. Pereira in the ass as the MD licked his wife’s pussy! Mr. Pereira also saw me for a second and his eyes became wide in surprise and fear. But before either of us could react, Tanya quickly pulled me back and closed the door.
 
“What happened? That wasn’t your wife but you still look like you saw a ghost”, she asked
 
“That...that was the boss of my company...Mr Pereira.”
 
“Oh shit”, said Tanya
 
“What was he doing?”, I asked stupidly
 
“He was getting his ass fucked by Rajan. He is clearly a submissive and maybe bi as well. Maybe he is a bi cuckold”, Tanya answered.
 
We headed towards the bar and Tanya made me a drink to calm my nerves. As I sipped on the drink. I asked, “Did you know who he was or how he was connected to me?”
 
“What? Of course not!”, she said.
 
I continued sipping my drink as I once again tried to digest what I had seen and how it would impact my career and my job. I realised that I just had to find Rekha and get out of there. I gulped my drink down and asked Tanya, “If my wife is not here then where else could she have gone?”
 
I could see Tanya think to herself and then suddenly, she looked at me with her eyes wide with surprise and said, “The 28th Floor!”
 
We quickly took the lift and went down two floors. As the doors opened, we were once in the banquet-room-style hall where I had first seen Tanya and where my wife had also first seen Tanya. As we exited the lift, Ankita, the madam who managed the prostitutes and whom I had met on my first visit to the building with Shinde, came rushing over to us.
 
“Tanya! Isn’t this Dada’s accountant or something? Why have you brought him here?”
 
“I’m his consultant”, I said in a slightly angry tone before Tanya could answer. Then I added, “We are looking for someone. A woman in a red saree. She must have come here with Dada and Ibrahim.”
 
“I know who you are talking about...”, Ankita replied looking at me and then after a pause she continued, “...But I am sorry to say that you can’t have her. She has already been paid for…”
 
“Paid for?” I asked, assuming the worst.
 
“Yeah, Darul Hasan already paid for her and he is not the kind of person whom you can offer a refund to”, Ankita explained.But I didn’t quite understand what she was talking about so I looked towards Tanya, expecting a better explanation.
 
Tanya looked back at me with a look of pity on her face as she said, “I told you Dada would try to make her a prostitute….Darul Hasan is one of Dada’s biggest suppliers of drugs. He is from Afghanistan but he stays in Dubai. He comes here once in a while to talk business with Dada. In return for the high quality product that he gives, Dada always gives him the service of the best girls that we have. It seems that your wife is the best girl tonight.”
 
I could feel the room spinning around me as I heard Tanya’s explanation. I had expected that Rekha would maybe have sex with Shinde and Ibrahim, but for her to become a prostitute sounded unbelievable.
 
“No, Ankita. Rekha is not that kind of woman. She is being forced for sure. Where is she?!”
 
“Darling, I know for sure that is not being forced. She went willingly with Darul. And what do you mean, she is not that kind of woman? Do you know her personally?”, Ankita asked.
 
Before I could answer, Tanya stepped in and answered for me, “She is his wife, Ankita. Is there no way he can talk to her at least?”
 
Now Ankita looked at me with pity in her eyes before saying, “No he cannot talk to her for sure. The least I can do is let you see her, to ensure that she is not harmed or forced in any way.”
 
I nodded in agreement, barely able to make sense of what was going on. Ankita led us to a room at one corner of the hall. As we opened and stepped inside, I saw that it was a room with a glass window, through which you could see into another room, which was a large bedroom. The bedroom had many other large mirrors and I immediately realised that they were actually one way mirrors and that the glass window that I was looking through, was also a one way mirror through which I could look into the bedroom, but the people in the bedroom could not look at me.
 
“Most of our rooms are full on Friday so I had to give Darul this room. Not that he minds. You are lucky that you can at least see her now from this viewing gallery, Ankita explained as Tanya and I settled down on the couch in the viewing room.
 
As I looked again into the bedroom, I saw a baffling sight. My dear wife Rekha stood at the foot of the large bed with her eyes closed. Her saree pallu had already been removed and she stood there in just her blouse and a thin red lace panty. In front of her, a rough-looking man in his 40s, with a dishevelled beard and hair sat at the edge of the bed, who I understood to be Darul. He had his hands wrapped tightly around my wife’s waist as he held her really close and licked her cleavage over her blouse. Rekha was clearly not being forced in the act as she was in fact, running her hands through his hair and pulling him in closer to her breasts as she moaned in ecstasy. The erotic sight was too much for me to bear and I felt my cock getting hard again. Tanya noticed it as well and she slowly opened the zip of my pants and freed my cock from the confines of my underwear, and then proceeded to rub it.
 
“Perhaps you need to relieve some tension and enjoy the moment like your wife is.”, she said. Then she added, “I am sure that Dada and Ibrahim sir are also behind one of the mirrors and they are having fun watching her as well. So relax.”
 
I was very confused about my situation. I knew that this was not what we had planned for tonight. I also knew that this situation may not be safe for Rekha. But it bothered me that she had still found the courage to go ahead and sleep with one of Shinde’s clients….How could she not think about me? How could she not think about our marriage? Was our understanding to have sex with Shinde not enough for her? If she was willing to go with the flow, then why should I hold myself back?
 
 
With these thoughts in mind, I decided to relax and enjoy the moment, like Tanya suggested. The young prostitute lubricated my cock with her spit and continued to move her hands up and down my shaft in a slow but steady passion, keeping me aroused but preventing me from going over the edge.
 
I focussed my attention back towards the bedroom and saw that Darul was still licking and biting my wife’s cleavage. I could hear Rekha’s whimpers as Darul slowly started to kiss and lick southwards. Soon he had planted his mouth on her soft belly and was literally biting into it as his fingers dug into the side of her waist.
 
“Ooohhhhh……..ooooohhh……..fuck….yessss…..”my wife exclaimed as he bit down hard on her supple flesh and then pushed his wet tongue inside her navel, relishing the flavour.
 
Suddenly, the brute held her waist even tighter and as if executing a wrestling move, he spun her around and threw her on the bed. For a moment, I thought that Rekha must have been hurt, but I saw her smiling naughtily as she looked at Darul with lust in her eyes and cupped her breasts in an inviting manner. The thug now stood up and started to remove his clothes, revealing a very hairy body underneath. His chest, stomach, back, back of his arms, all of it was covered with hair, as if he was a bear in human form. Finally, when he was down just to his underwear, he got up on the bed and started to lick Rekha’s feet. He took his time to lick and suck each of her toes and he even moved his thick, wet tongue between her toes. Clearly he enjoyed licking her feet. Rekha seemed to be a bit ticklish now as she was giggling and trying to release her foot from Darul’s hold. But he held her by the thigh and kept her feet in place. After a few minutes, he started to move his tongue towards her knees and soon he was licking and biting her taut thighs. The pleasure must have been too much for Rekha as she tried to push Darul’s head away. But he was unrelenting. He kept pushing upwards, savouring more of my wife until he was finally at the edge of her pussy. Rekha was squirming with pleasure on the bed by now. Her eyes were closed tightly and she kept arching her back and almost lifting her upper body off the bed as the brute licked her pussy over the thin lace panties.
 
Then, in a sudden movement, Darul turned my wife onto her stomach, as if she was a rag doll. He put his fingers into the waistband of her panties and in one swift motion, pulled it off her body completely. Rekha squeaked with surprise as he did so. As soon as her panties were off, the brute grabbed each globe of her ass with either hand, parted them so that her asshole and wet pussy were visible and then dived head first into the crack.
 
“Oh!”, Rekha exclaimed and held the bedsheet tight between her fingers as Darul pushed his bearded face and tongue deeper into her ass crack and clicked her asshole. I was surprised at how much my wife was enjoying a strangers’ tongue tasting her there. Within a few seconds, I saw Rekha actually moving one of her legs towards her and giving Darul better access to lick her. The brute lifted his head for just a second, spit a huge gob of saliva right on her asshole and then once again buried his face in her crack and continued tasting her.
 
I could feel that Tanya had slightly increased the pace at which she was stroking me, while she watched the scene. Perhaps she was getting turned on as well. I decided to take advantage of the situation and put one hand on the back of her neck and gently nudged her towards my cock. Being the pro that she was, Tanya quickly got the message and without any hesitation, took my entire cock in her mouth and proceeded to give me a sloppy blowjob. She started to moan while swallowing my cock, making me moan with pleasure as well. I kept watching my wife and her new lover enjoying themselves on the bed as I started to gradually feel almost a perverted sense of pride for my wife. While I had encouraged her to continue on this path of sexual discovery and I even felt angry at her for moving faster than expected, somewhere in my mind I also felt strangely happy that my wife was capable of becoming a “hot slut”, as Shinde put it. I tried to tell myself that all this was still too much, but that feeling of pride would not go away. It was really confusing why I was beginning to feel like this.
 
After a few minutes, I saw Darul finally lifting his face off of my wife’s ass and getting up on his knees. As he did so, he pulled my wife up by her waist and got her on her knees as well. Rekha seemed to be dazed with pleasure and looked like she might pass out. Then, Darul suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled her into a position where she was standing on her knees. The hairy Afghan then passed his hands below her arms until he was able to reach around and grab each cup of her flimsy blouse. Then, with all his might, I saw him literally tear the blouse off of her as the front hooks of the garment went flying in all directions and my wife's fleshy boobs popped out and bounced due to the sudden lack of support. Rekha was completely caught off guard by this movement and she looked on wide-eyed as her boobs were completely exposed and her torn blouse lay on her arms.
 
“What are you doing?” she asked with surprise. But Darul did not seem like the kind who enjoyed giving explanations during sex. He just grabbed her breasts from behind and tweaked her nipples roughly for some time until my wife was one again reduced to a sexual rag doll in his hands, moaning with pleasure. She even put her own hands over his, encouraging him to continue pressing her breasts and pinching her nipples roughly.
 
Suddenly, Darul took his hands off of her breasts and pushed her forward, making her land on her palms and push out her ass toward him. He then pulled down his own underwear to reveal a cock that was the fattest I had ever seen. I could see that even Tanya took her mouth off of my cock for a minute to just appreciate the thickness of the Afghan’s cock.
 
“That’s what Darul is known for”, Tanya said, as she noticed me being amazed by his thick cock.
 
“But that’s too thick...I don’t think Rekha will be able to take it in”, I said feebly
 
“Women can surprise you, baby. Maybe we just have to wait and watch.”
 
I looked on as Darul spit into his hand and then lubricated his cock with his saliva. He then held my wife’s hips and after positioning the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy, he slowly began to push it inside. Rekha must have now become aware of his girth as she desperately tried to look back at the unexpected penetration and struggled to push herself forward to free herself. But Darul way way more powerful and his strong grip on her ass kept her in place and prevented her from moving away.
 
“Stop….stop...please….”, I heard Rekha cry out desperately.
 
But Darul once again didn’t relent. He kept pushing slowly into her with an almost evil smile on his face as he mumbled something in his native language. After a few seconds, I could see that Rekha had given in to his cock and she lowered her shoulders further until they were on the bad and her ass jutted out higher in the air. Although Darul’s cock was thick, it wasn’t too long so within a short while, he was buried completely in her pussy. He held her in position for a bit as he looked upwards and sighed in pleasure. Then looking down once again at the ass of my sexy wife, he slowly began moving his cock back and forth. With every movement, I could see her pussy lips dragging themselves over the fat, veiny cock as Rekha reacted to the brute’s fucking by moaning loudly into the mattress.
 
Slowly I could see Rekha move in rhythm in Darul and show signs of really enjoying the act. At one point of time, Darul even let go of her ass, but my wife still kept pushing herself back into his cock till their pelvises collided hard with every movement, making her ass jiggle. The Afghan was really enjoying the feeling of fucking my wife and soon he put one of his tumbs in his mouth, coated it with a copious amount of salive and then suddenly pushed the thumb inside Rekha’s asshole. But Rekha just flinched for a sec and then kept on pushing herself back against Darul, fucking him with gusto.
 
The whole time I was watching this scene, I was pretty sure that I would ejaculate any time now. Usually staying hard for so long was not my forte. But surprisingly, even with Tanya sucking me off, I remained rock hard and aroused. It was the opposite for my wife though, because through the course of fucking, I heard her cum at least two times.
 
Soon, I heard Darul start to grunt louder and more frequently until he fell forward on my wife, bit her shoulder hard and began spurting his cum inside her. Rekha cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she felt her pussy being filled with the Afghan’s warm semen.
 
It was at this moment, that Tanya probably decided that she needed to make me cum as well. So she pushed me on my back so that I could not look out the glass anymore, got on top of me and started to ride me. After witnessing Rekha’s animalistic sex session, I felt energised as well, so I held the young prostitute’s ass and made her grind on my cock. After a few minutes, I felt a surge of pleasure in me and I suddenly came inside Tanya. Once I started to come down from my orgasm, I felt like I should make Tanya get off me, but the young girl continued to keep my shrinking cock in her pussy as she lay flat on top of me and kissed me. We enjoyed the feeling of our tongues in each others’ mouths for a few seconds when I suddenly felt an alarm bell going off in my head. I pushed Tanya off roughly and looked at her with regret.
 
“Tanya! You forgot to wear a condom!”, I exclaimed
 
“That’s ok…..I’ll just take a pill later”, she said, nonchalantly.
 
I tried to convince myself that Tanya would take care of it and there would not be any untoward incidents. However, I could not stop feeling guilty that I had not only had unprotected sex, but even come inside the one women that my wife did not like. Surely this would not go down well with Rekha.
 
Thinking about Rekha, I sat back up and looked into the bedroom to see how she was doing, but I was surprised to see that the bedroom was now empty.
 
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[dilema]

great erotica of all time carry onn

[kamdev99008]

really.............rescue? or another dose of relaxation .............with a prostitute in exchange of wife in prostitution

what will he do now?

another cuckold story............ yukkk

or a payback one

.....................................

each and every step was to make rekha a prostitute.................
conspired by pareira and shinde both

and she became............
by fucking her 1st paid client...............