Adultery Indian Wife Stories Collected from the Internet by Anubhav1992

[Ramesh_Rocky]

So when I shared my fetish, she just smiled and said innocently 'wont it hurt'? I just laughed. In fact I had actually chatted with a gal and she told me first hand that though its possible that inexperienced cheap guys could pierce nerves that may numb the pussy, if done carefully it enhances the sensation. She in fact told me that it made her so horny all the time, that she eventually took it off!


Well so I really did not want Reema to get hurt or lose any sensation in her beautiful rose like pussy (it has various layers if you know what I mean). So did a lot of homework, got on the net, checked out websites of artists who would do it, their professionalism, testimonial etc.

And I stuck gold! There was this guy, ran it alone, had awesome site with great testimonials, but what caught my attention was one girls candid feedback -- Al is great, not only does he look like a specimen, ask him to show his personal work -- you wont find a larger work of art in a pant!

I just knew what she meant and I was hooked. I got in touch by mail asking innocent routine questions and Al was kind enough to reply promptly. I gathered over time that he is from Spain and been in the country for over 5 years now, when I asked for some personal favorite pictures of his work, he sent me some nice pictures especially of some ladies with pierced nipples and clit (no faces which was fine and in fact good). On probing further he also sent me some cock piercing, and some were really big cocks, I wondered if anyone was his! Well I would find out soon.

I pushed my luck and told him about Reema, how shy she was and if he would be able to coax her into it, also if he would be interested to play along my fantasy -- he may touch and fondle her only if she wants it would fuck her -- with a condom and he has to stop when she says stop. Also for the deal I had to see his cock -- he had to be over 8 inches for the deal to take place.

I did not get a response from Al for some days and I though he either thought I was crazy or just fooling around. Then one find day, just two days before we had to leave, I get his reply. He says it's a deal, but he will decide when he sees my wife in real, no pictures will do -- as he has no dearth of pussy so he can afford to choose only the best! Though he did admit that he found Indian gals sexy and had not been with one and would love to fuck her.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

He said his cock pictures are attached just be sure she can take it! I clicked on the attachments and I knew what he meant! He had one of those porn-star cocks, long, thick as a woman's wrist, thick veins protruding, and two rings pierced on the under skin! I did not need a ruler next to his cock in the picture, I guessed it was well over 8 inches. I knew he was the man!


So I seal the deal, we agree to visit and I bring my wife over, I would ask him routine questions and he can check my wife out, then I try to coax her into getting a nipple piercing, on some pretext I would leave then alone, but I would hide somewhere to watch, all my other rules apply. Al said fine he asked me to come over around 8 so its time to close and he can check out my wife without any distractions.

So we arrive in this beautiful European city, we check into our hotel -- near Als studio -- and go out for a walk along the river. I find Als studio across the river, but it was just to see it today, we are tired and we go back to our room. After a hot shower, I am so excited I cum in 2 minutes and Reema as always just smiles and kisses me hard, happy she made me happy. I offer to eat her out (which I do when I don't make her cum) but she just says she is tired and wants to sleep. I watch her sleep and somewhere in my heart I am getting really nervous -- do I really want to do this? What if she is not the same, will she ever feel fulfilled with me? I don't realize when I too doze off.

I plan to finish work early so leave Reema in bed, I have my coffee at the café downstairs and find Als studio not open for business yet. I meet my clients, call Reema to check how she's doing, she says she is enjoying the view, had a walk and shopped (god women)! I promise to finish early and will be with her for evening stroll by the river and then dinner -- I also promise some sexy lingerie for her from one of the stores I spotted, I hear her gush and imagine her looking sexy red blushing and playing with her hair, which she does when she is made to blush!

So we go out in the evening, I buy her some sexy lingerie and also ask her that she has to go without bra and panties when here -- well that is what all women here do (not sure true but I told her so) she said really with her eyes wide, gosh I love her innocence. I coax her in doing that and when she was trying out a dress, I made her get rid of her innerwear. I was oozing pre-cum in anticipation.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

I bought her the nice figure hugging one piece dress, it had a deep neck and it just showed enough of her beautiful ample breasts and made her nipples poke out begging for attention.


Reema seemed flushed but she always did what I asked her, so she went with it, I knew she was getting excited by all this too! I saw the sales staff -- both women and guys eying her and I was loving it. I just hoped Al would find her tempting too!

So we had some dinner in a nice little Italian joint and I ensured Reema had some extra share of wine. Reema was a different woman when we were out of our home, I guess she enjoyed the freedom away from our families where she could relax without worrying about being watched or monitored. She would laugh more, be naughty like nibbling my ears or stealing a kiss, which we could not even imaging back home in India (no matter how developed we were now).

Anyway, Reema was a bit tipsy and I knew things were in place, I were walking back and it was just about 8. I stopped outside the studio and asked Reema what she though. She did not understand at first but then blushed, she said no way. I said come on, what the harm in trying? I reminded her how it would enhance her sexuality and I wanted her to feel that happiness. She hugged me and said ok but what if it hurts, I laughed and kissed her deeply, and said today we only find out, if you want it will be your call, I wont push her, she smiled and said ok lets go.

We entered the studio and it had this initial smaller section with a reception like feel, the walls were full of pictures and Reema just got lost in them. I said Hello, and from the other part of the studio I heard some movement, my heart was in my mouth and I soon saw Al in front of me. He could not recognize me and I saw it in his eyes, but after looking at my wife, he must have realized and smiled. He extended his hands to me but his eyes were on my wife all the time, I knew it was working.

Al had this deep voice; he looked even more attractive in person. He had a vest on, which allowed his spectacular body to be on display. He was the right kind of muscular guy, un-kept blonde hair, blue eyes and his tight jeans showing the bulge that I knew what was causing it!

He said he was just closing so I quickly explained (acting my part) about how we were interested but not sure, my wife wanted to try but thought it might hurt.

Al laughed and extended his hand to Reema, she was now next to me and had her smile on, it was too early if she had anything on her mind shaking hands with this hunk of a man.

Al held on to Reema's hand and started to explain what he did, how its not that painful, a bit yes, but not that much, and he said most of his clients liked his way of doing it which was a bit untraditional -- he left it with that, and I knew Reema was impressed.

I said it's her call and we would drop in tomorrow, if for any reason she does not want to go ahead, we would be happy to pay his appointment fee -- to which Al just smiled looking into Reema's eyes saying he doubts if she came in she wont go all the way!
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

We left and I fucked Reema in wild passion, imagining Als big cock in her pussy, again did not last long, but this time went down and ate her till she came. Reema soon feel asleep, but I was wide awake, not knowing what I have gotten me and Reema into!


So it was next evening as Al wanted us around 7 so that we were his last customers, and had all the time with Reema. As planned I was with Reema in Als studio.

I almost gasped when I set my eyes on Al. He was dressed for the occasion, he had no shirt on, showing off his rippled muscles, he had a few tattoos, but not overly done. He had just had a towel around his waist -- he smiled and said, well he thought we wont turn up so sorry about being this way -- but did not offer to dress up! I caught Reema eying Al out, her eyes were on his muscular chest and abs, and maybe also eying his tiny towel around his waist!

Al offered us some drinks and said it will relax her nerves. Al would later reveal it was a drink that made women relax and horny!

Reema looked stunning in another one of her dresses; I made her again not to wear any bra and panties as she was going to get pierced anyway. She questioned about the panty which I said was just to make her relax and that way she would know if the piercing really makes her horny or not!

Reema has the most sensitive nipples, she can just cum by playing with them and I just could not wait for them to be pierced and watching Al playing with them!

Al took Reema into the inner room and he had this big dentist like cushioned chair with arm and leg rests that could be extended. He asked Reema to relax and feel comfortable. He would only start once she is ready.

He asked her where she wants to be pierced at which she just blushed; I hurriedly told Al it would be her nipples. Al replied in a matter of fact tone that its fine, he would do one nipple at a time so that Reema is able to decide if she wants both nipples pierced, he looked at Reema and she nodded, gulping, I could tell she was as excited as I was. I guess the drink and the sight of this hunk was taking its toll on Reema.

Al explained that his technique was a bit different, Reema can ask him to stop at any moment she feels uncomfortable. He tries to relax the client and as the piercing is in her sensitive part, he would help her get aroused so that she can feel less pain and at the same time know that he is not piercing her nerve which makes her numb. I could see Reema nodding with her eyes wide, not sure if she understood what it meant or it was just over the stage where she wanted to rethink! She looked at me and I smiled showing her I was ok.

Al asked Reema to take off the top of her dress, she looked at me again and I smiled again, my heart beating so fast, I thought I would collapse! Reema slowly took it down, one breast showing, her left, Al was not even looking at this time and acting professionally arranging his tools. Al pulled a stool and sat near Reema, he slowly pealed off her dress from the other breast too and neatly pulled it at her waist!

My beautiful wife was now totally topless in front of a stranger, her chest was moving up and down with her long breaths, I knew she was very excited. Al was all the time looking busy, not even looking at her, slowly arranging his position, looking at his tools etc, I guess that was the cue and I excused myself and said I have a call, looking at my mobile and moved out, I could see Reema looking surprised and with her wide eyes saying 'what where are going?' But I just made a gesture that I would be back soon.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

I moved quickly into the back section that Al had showed me to hide and peek! I had a nice view, it was very close to the two of them and I just had to keep quiet. This situation was also assisted by Al offering to play soothing music, which was just loud enough not to make it audible to the two.


Al had now moved the chair at an angle so that Reema was almost lying, Al started applying a bit of oil on his palms and asked Reema to close her eyes. Reema did so but here breaths were still heavy and deep, her breasts were now moving up and down and her nipples were erect as they could be.

Al started applying one palm to her breast and started massaging it -- I thought what the heck, Reema must be over the point of no return to allow this guy to do this. Reema started moaning and moved her head away from Al and that gave Al more confidence and he was soon applying both his hands and massaging both her breasts.

Al explained that he has to see her reach high level sensitivity so that he can move on further. Al said he had to move in front so that he can do it better, he moved the chair so that his back was towards me and he spread Reema's legs wide so that they rested neatly on the arms of the chair, he moved between her and it seemed that he was almost on top of her! He was now fondling her breasts expertly and Reema was moaning and moving her head from side to side, I knew she was going to cum if Al continued.

Al then stopped moved his palms from her breasts, downwards and rested it at her flat belly. Reema almost moved up with his motion as if wanting him to go on! Al placed his hands on Reema's thighs, innocently, and asked Reema if she felt good enough to proceed, Reema nodded, gulping and drowned the remaining drink in one go!

Al said she was the most beautiful girl he would be working on, and Reema blushed again, though I could not see her turn red as she was already all red! I wondered if she cared at all if I was going to come back!

Al then played with Reema's nipple driving her mad, he knew what he was doing and said he will need her to feel more, and with than went down and started sucking her nipple, Reema let out a loud groan and was now digging her nails into the chair cushion!

Al continued to suck and with the other hand moved to her other breast, Reema was in seventh sky by now, I knew she was dying to be fucked. Al now moved his hands slowly from her breast to her tummy and then back, this was certainly not any piercing but I guess Reema knew by now that she wanted Al bad, she was just not able to resist, and with her own husband asking her to do this, why should she! This is want Reema would later explain, she realized this is what I wanted -- within the limits, but to be honest after what Al was doing to her she really did want Al to go all the way!
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

I think Al knew that Reema knew this where this was going, probably she had had enough of starving for a royal fuck and here was her chance. She whispered something and I could see Al respond with a smile, Reema looked surprised then just laid her head back.


With that Al got up, looked in my direction, knowing I was there, and dropped his towel! He had his cock fully erect and even from a distance it looked menacing! I was suddenly afraid that he might hurt Reema!

Al moved between Reema again and took her toes in his mouth, Reema moaned loudly and caught her head with her hands, I had told Al about her toes and he was not just doing all the right things. Reema goes wild when I do it, and Al knew now!

He moved a way and got something from the nearby cabinet and started applying it on his cock, I realized it was a KY jelly! Thank god at least it would make it easy!

Al was wasting no time, he got into position and started pushing his giant cock into my wife's tight pussy. Reema shrieked in pain and pushed Al with her hands, Al just stopped and moved her hands slowly and got down and started sucking her nipples again. Reema moaned again and Al started pushing his cock slowly in. Reema would move in pain, and Al would stop and then go again, slowly he was moving in.

When he managed about 3-4 inches of his cock in, he started moving in and out, he knew it well, he had enough experience of opening up tight pussies, and this was just another conquest!

He was now moving more freely, Reema's pussy now getting used to his thickness was allowing him to move in more, Reema was moaning and moving her hands frantically, from the cushion to Als hair, to his chest, but Al was just going about his business -- inch by inch, slowly getting deeper.

By the time Al was totally in, I saw Reema scream in ecstasy, she was cuming! This helped Al as it totally lubricated the inner walls of her pussy, Al now had had enough and I knew he was dying to pump her good -- pulled Reema towards him and placed her legs over her shoulders. Reema's ass was now raised above the cushion as Als huge cock was slanting into her pussy. Al moved his lips towards her and for the first time they kissed. Reema moved her hands to the back of Als head and I could make out their tongues exploring each others mouth.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Al moved back and ploughed back into Reema, as she let out a heavy groan, Al pushed his mouth into her again and started pumping my wife in a good strong fast rhythm! I did not realize the music had stopped, the room was now filled with the groans of my wife, and Als huge cocks slurping sound as it devoured my beautiful wife's tight pussy.


After what seemed an hour -- Al moved back, looking into Reema's eyes all the time, picked her up with his muscular arms as if she weighed nothing, his huge monster cock sill buried deep in her pussy and brought her up in one motion, placed her hands on my wife's tight ass, holding her up and started kissing her.

Al had my wife in his arms, my wife suspended in an embrace. Al now started moving my wife up and down his cock, literally fucking her like a doll! I could only marvel at this guy, he was so strong, such a pro and he was making my wife cum the way I always wanted he to!

All this while I had my cock in my hand and had cum once and now found myself getting hard again! I started stroking myself looking at this awesome sight!

Al was totally dominating the sex so far. He now moved Reema down on and lied down on the chair, pulling Reema by her hands, he kissed her deeply and then moved her head towards his cock. Reema knew what he wanted and still looking at him took him in her mouth.

Reema loves sucking cock and though Al was much bigger than anything she could have even seen, the quality in her that wanted her to please me, was not trying her best to please Al. She sucked him with great enthusiasm, in the process eating her own juices, she held his huge cock down with one hand, here beautiful fingers not even being able to wrap all around, and moved her head slowly from top to bottom (as much as she could). Al was holding himself up on one elbow and with one hand was stroking my wife's hair, he was moaning and would throw his head back often which encouraged my wife do more of what he liked.

Al was now closing in and wanted to be in my wife's pussy again, so he pulled her to himself, kissed her again, fondling her breasts, sucking on her nipples. He went on for some time and I could see Reema getting wild again.
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He moved Reema back to the cushioned chair and was soon fucking her with all his might, Reema was just moaning and groaning very loudly now, Al would fuck her real fast for about 5 minutes, then just bury it all the way in, kiss her passionately and then go at it again for another 5 minutes! It was awesome, this was more fucking in one session than I could in a week!


Reema was going wild and was constantly cumming all this while! Al finally groaned and pulled his cock out of my wife and sprayed his cum all over my wife's flat tummy and all the way up to her breasts and face! He kept shooting cum for about 5 minutes and finally stopped. He pulled Reema up, who was now all spent, and pushed her down on the floor, and placed his now semi hard cock in her mouth. Reema sucked him clean and kept looking at Al with eyes that said -- I don't know, maybe I love you!

Al threw his head back and after Reema had cleaned him all up, pulled her up and kissed her deep, tasting their juices himself!

They kissed for some time and I gave them another ten minutes before getting back into their section -- by then Reema had dressed up and they were having a drink. Their hands in hand, Al was sitting next to her, naked, his limp huge cock hanging between his legs.

I froze where I was, Reema looked up, smiled and as my heart sank as she got up, thanked Al and kissed him on his cheek, and walked past me out into the street, I looked at Al and he smiled and said, I hope you liked the show, she was the best I have had, don't bother about brining her with you, I know she will be here tomorrow on her own!

When I got out, Reema took my arm in hers and started walking back towards our hotel, I was scared, but not for long, she nibbled my ears and said.... I love you and will always do, I may see Al again but you will always be who I want to live with.

I kissed her there, for a moment realizing that I am tasting Als cum and her juices, but with a smile we walked back towards our hotel. I was not sure what I was feeling, but as long as she still loved me, I was happy!
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

My father was getting remarried after being a widower
for nearly 15 years. Both my brother and I were very
happy for him as he had finally found someone to spend
his time with. We had always been worried about him –
both of us being married and busy with our own families
and all – as we could not spend as much time with him
as we would have liked. Anyway, we wanted to make his
marriage an exciting affair for him and decided to
throw a bachelor's party for him and his five close
friends.

Of course, both of us were involved as well. A stripper
or a dancer has been the show piece of any bachelor
party and we really wanted to surprise our father so we
hired a stripper and arranged for a large motel room to
have the party away from home. As luck would have it,
the stripper really fell sick on the day of the party
and called me to apologize.

I really had no clue what to do... and my brother was
busy with some plumbing job he had committed to (I am
sure you got it that he runs plumbing services). I
called several friends frantically to get a replacement
but how many strippers are out there in a remote town
like mine? Not many. So I told my wife about my
problem... and asked if she knew anyone who could humor
some old men for about one hour. But she could not
think of anyone.

My wife is about 30, same age as me, and she is hot.
Since we do not have any children yet, and since she
follows a strict exercise regime, she has this super
hot body and a face to match. She is also a very good
dancer.

So in the end I just begged her to be the dancer.
"Honey, please do this for me... it's just a little bit
of wiggling your butt and tits... please darling just
think of it as an hour of aerobics..." Sighing and
whining, she agreed. The party was just a few hours
away so leaving her to rent a costume and wig, I rushed
to the motel to make the other arrangements.

My brother arrived just half and hour before the party
straight from his plumbing job and he really raised a
stink in his dirty overalls and grease and dirt
streaked body. But now there was no time for him to
change. Leaving him in-charge of arranging food and
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

There were only three of them waiting for my brother in
my father's house as arranged – my father, looking fit
and athletic despite his 55 years of age; his best
buddy 60-year-old Kishore – wearing his trademark baggy
pants and white shirt and his black skin shining like
it had been polished with wax; 70-year-old Rudra,
another of my father's friend who is rather fat and
ugly – he works in a tannery so he was stinking much
more than by brother.

Anyway, we reached the motel. My brother had
miraculously arranged everything (except cleaning
himself). We got the three main guests seated and once
two rounds of drinks had been served, my brother
changed the music to a sexy Latin beat and announced,
"And now... in the honor of the groom, I present to
you, Judy... and her thunder thighs... Judy? Judy?" Oh
gosh, in all the hurrying about, I had completely
forgotten that I had not told my brother about my wife
being the replacement.

Before I could even murmur anything, I looked at "Judy"
and was dumbstruck. Even if my wife's own father was
here, he would have been fooled. My sexy wife was
wearing a short red leather skirt (so short that I
thought I could even see some of her pussy hair
sticking out) and a bright red top with a knot at the
back so tight that if she breathed hard, her boobs
would spill out. She fuck-me pumps were killing the
hard on I had suddenly got as was the slutty red
lipstick she was sprouting. The lifesaver was the red
wig she was wearing which changed her from her decent
pure, faithful wife looks.

My brother whispered in my ears, "Good choice bro...
but I think she is new... she has already gobbled down
like a full bottle of wine in nervousness." Oh gosh,
this was bad news because once my wife is drunk, she
can get very uninhibited.

She stepped in and the three fuddy-duddies (if you can
discount my virile brother who was as excited as a 10-
year-old boy with his fast car toy) were clapping about
and cheering my pretty wife disguised as a stripper.
Soon she was gyrating to the music and shaking her
booty like she was a professional stripper. She even
circled around the oldies... and the three (I couldn't
believe even my father was doing it) oldies started
pinching her bottom or groping her tits each time she
passed them.

Once when she was shaking her big fat tits in Rudra's
face, the old fart opened the knot at the back, and
sure enough the whole garment came off, and so did the
twine beauties of my wife. Actually, the creamy white
boobs looked relieved that they were finally out of
their confinement. My wife must have been aroused
because her nipples were erect and sticking out – just
a baby boy's penis. They were rock hard and my father
extended his big calloused hand to tweak his own
daughter-in-law's hard nipples.
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I saw a wave of pleasure passed over my wife's face as
she moved to my father and shook her breasts in his
face. I saw my father's old tongue flicked out and
licked my wife's nipple briefly.

"Drink some fresh milk, Shanta," Kishore and Rudra
chimed to encourage my father, who got bold and grasped
my wife's big breasts and started sucking on them like
a baby. I was slowly dying because I knew once my
wife's nipples were sucked, she starts craving for a
cock like a mad woman – like a cow in heat. Sure
enough, within two minutes of getting her nipples
sucked, she offered her other breast to Kishore who
started sucking the fleshy fruit like breast earnestly.

So there was my wife dressed as a stripper entertaining
her own father-in-law and his old smelly and horny
friends while I – her husband – watched helplessly. My
brother was not as helpless as he got turned on by my
wife. He moved ahead and started grinding his bulging
crotch in my wife's sticking out ass. Rudra joined him
too and they alternated in dry fucking my sweet wife.

My wife was so drunk and so horny that she didn't care
that she was only ACTING as a stripper. She pushed
everyone away and started a gentle gyrating sway like a
slut. Slowly she twisted her ass down and then moved up
again to the tune. Then, in a flash, she pulled the
skirt off and flung it in my father's face. Now she was
there clad only in sexy lacy underwear.

My brother, big and strong as he is, plucked her up
from her waist and planted her on my father's lap. He
pulled her down from her shoulders and intentionally
ground her crotch on my father's crotch. "Fuck her
pussy, fuck her pussy," chimed Kishore and Rudra –
completely drunk and forgetting any kind of civil
behavior.

My father was like a breeding bull and my wife was like
a cow in heat... I really don't know how he managed,
but while my brother was grinding my wife's pussy on
his crotch, he somehow managed to pull his cock out and
in all that motion, his cock jammed in my wife's hairy
pussy from the side parting of her panty. Suddenly, she
stopped short; as she must have felt my father's ageing
cock enter her chaste pussy.

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A dreamy daze filled her eyes and she looked at me and
away. She pushed my brother away and pulled her up. My
eyes rolled as I saw the never-ending cock of my
father. My father is slightly dark, but his cock was
jet black and fatter than my wrist and it must have
been, it was, at least 10-inches long... My wife got up
and let the cock quiver in air before descending back
and sliding on that rampant rod slick with my father's
pre-cum and her own pussy juices.

My wife rode my father's black meat rod like she was
born to do so. Kishore, too, horny at such an erotic
sight, pulled out his own cock a perfect match for my
father's cock. He moved in front of my wife and waved
his still soft cock in front of my wife's mouth. Her
eyes were closed from the pleasure of being fucked by
my father's fat pussy-beater, and her mouth was parted
slightly.

Kishore aimed at her parted mouth and slowly, pinching
the root of his cock to increase the hardness, entered
the puckered mouth of his uncut black meat in my wife's
parted mouth. This jolted my wife out of her fucking
reverie and she was shocked, truly shocked as she never
sucks me, at the meaty intrusion of her mouth. Either
Kishore's cock tasted musky and tasty or she was too
gone too notice anything, but my wife sucked Kishore's
cock like she had been sock starved for years.

Rudra stood by jerking his smelly brown uncut cock
every now and then touching its foreskinned tip with my
wife's hard nipples. A stream of sticky precum made
rivulets all over my wife's creamy white breasts as the
three smelly old men – including my own father who was
going to get married in three days – fucked her like
virile breeding bulls.

My father came first. And he came straight inside his
own daughter-in-laws fertile pussy. Once he had wiped
the last of his spooze on her hairy pussy, Kishore
pulled her onto his own black meat. He fucked her like
she was his first love – gentle and slow. When she
started fucked her, Rudra offered his smelly leaking
cock in her mouth, she accepted the fat salami of a
tannery-workers cock and sucked it despite the strong
leathery smell.
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Rudra came fast and coated my wife's mouth with his
gooey, sticky white cum. I hadn't noticed before, and
by the time I did it was too late for my brother,
having discarded his dirty overalls, was holding his
massive meaty cock (I must be the smallest dick in the
family) just behind Rudra.

Once Rudra moved out of his way, my brother pulled my
wife off Kishore's lap and lay down on the floor. He
made Kishore uncle lie down in such a way that his and
Kishore uncle's cock were aligned together. If you held
their two cocks together, you would have an awesome
girth of at least nine fat inches... but my brother was
hell bent on ruining my wife's petite pussy. My wife
meanwhile was glugging alcohol straight from a whiskey
bottle – I am glad she did that otherwise it would have
been too difficult to take the double penetration that
was being prepared for her.

As soon as she had finished the half bottle, my brother
pulled her down. He held her up by her thighs (I told
you he's real strong) and as Kishore uncle held their
two cocks together, my brother slowly released my wife
on their double darts (some fat and long black darts).
My wife slid down slowly but helped some by the
lubrication provided by my father's cum deposit
previously and some by gravity.

In seconds, she her extremely stretched pussy was
grounding on Kishore uncle and my brother's pubic hair.
After giving her a few minutes to adjust to the size,
my brother lifted her up again and left her to slide
down by herself. He repeated this style of fucking
till, Kishore uncle couldn't take it anymore and shot
his thick old smelly cum all over my brother's cock and
inside my wife's pussy. My brother pushed Kishore
uncle's cum deep inside my wife's pussy by his blunt-
ended thick cock but the heat of Kishore uncle's
scalding hot cock cream and my wife's moist pussy must
have egged my brother's sperms and he too soon blasted
his nuts mixing it all together with my father and
Kishore uncle's cum.

It had already been like three hours of party and all
the old men were really fatigued so my brother – after
they had all made themselves presentable – drove them
to their respective home leaving me to settle the motel
account. I went to the reception to clear the bill and
drove my car right up front to help my wife get in.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

When I went to get my wife from the room, I was
horrified to find two old janitors helping themselves
with my wife's holes. One smelly cleaner was filling my
wife's flooded pussy with his gnarled old black cock
and the other one had pushed his uncut Mexican cock in
my wife's mouth. My wife was just simply lying down
servicing their cocks. Once they were done they wiped
their dirty cocks on her face and hair and left.

When I bent down to thank my wife, she French-kissed
me, I could taste some smelly tangy bitter-sweet cum
left by the Spanish cleaners. Then slowly my wife
pushed my head down to her cream filled pussy and said,
"Better clean it up...and who else to do it but you
since it was your idea and since it was your family who
messed my pussy up."

I was happily slurping on sperm from her freshly fucked
pussy when my brother came back to help. His mouth hung
open when he saw "Judy" without the wig and when he
realized it was my wife. But then it only lasted a
minute, the next minute he pulled his overalls down and
pushing me away plunged his rock hard fat, blunt-headed
cock in my wife's pussy again. "Now that she has
already tasted it, I plan to get it more regularly. Do
you mind, you fucking cum-drinking faggot?"

As an answer, I simply bent down and slurped on my
wife's pussy as my brother fucked her with his meaty
cock.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hi I am Sanjay, now just turned 34 I am businessman, based in a big capital city, and live alone with my wife. Most of my day is spent at the office, and/or traveling. My wife is a typical house wife, stays at home all day, takes care of our one daughter, and generally handles the social activities and such. Cynthia (my wife) and I got married about 7 years ago. Cynthia was and is a homely girl, grew up in a small town, with a conservative joint family. She is about 5 4”, 38/30/36 or so, 36A boob size (big firm white tits) and big dark brown nipples. Quite fair, and has long luscious black hair. Shaves her pussy regularly, and has very thick ‘pussy lips’. She is certainly above average in looks, and quite sexy looking. She wears the traditional Saree, with blouse and petticoat. An average good looking and sexy Indian Housewife. We live alone in a medium sized city, and my parents live in a different city from us.
For the first 2 years or so after my marriage, Cynthia and I had a normal sex life. We had sex every day (Except when she menstruating of course), we used to do it in the bedroom, at night or in the morning. Watched a little porn, talked a little dirty, spoke about some sexual fantasies/stories etc. The only remarkable thing was my Wife had a big sexual appetite, she was open to new ideas. Took to oral immediately, and liked watching porn etc. Also sometimes, she would flirt with me during the day when we were in the living room, squeeze my dick, or bare her breasts etc when she was alone, so she was a bit adventurous. We also have daughter after about 3 yrs of marriage, and wife regularly breast feeds her, again not very shyly. It was around 5 years ago, that our old maid servant had to leave and return to her village. We looked around for a replacement, but were not able to find anyone, and we grew desperate after about 2 weeks. Then one of our known relatives sent over this Bihari called Ramu as a servant. Ramu, was around 30 then, big black fellow, almost 5 10”, he had the look of someone who has done a lot of physical labor. From what I could see he was hairy as well. He was quiet, polite and looked simple, seems he had just arrived from his village, and his uncle who worked with our relatives, had sent him to us. I was a bit hesitant to hire a male servant, given my wife was alone. But he came with a good reference (as his uncle was working for my relatives for a long time), and we were desperate, so I asked Cynthia, and she agreed. Next day Ramu moved in with his luggage (We were shocked to see, he had all of two plastic bags worth of stuff), we have a servants room in our apartment, which leads off from the Kitchen. So he moved in and settled in. That same afternoon he came out to start working. Now his working attire, was he used to wear a lungi (loose wraparound), which is common with most Bihari’s. But most odd was that he wore it in a different style, so that it was split in the center, I did notice it but didn’t comment. The result of this split was that when he walked you could see parts of his legs and thighs. Anyhow he started working, and over next couple of days, we saw that he worked hard and diligently, so we got on with our lives. However I did notice that when he worked, sometimes one could catch a glimpse of his ‘kaccha’ (very loose underwear almost like boxer shots, but tied with a string at top), through the split of his lungi when he worked. Again I ignored it, because his Kaccha was almost like a pair of shorts. ______________________________

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The next Sunday after we hired him, I was in the living room, in the mid morning looking at the TV. My wife was next to me, and facing the rest of the living room and the T.V. Ramu was moping the floors of the apartment, and he brought his bucket and mop into the living room. I was watching my TV, and suddenly noticed my wife was constantly staring at where Ramu was moping. I was a big intrigued, and carefully followed her look (since we were sitting adjacent to each other, she couldn’t see my face properly), and the sight which met my eyes was very shocking and disturbing : Ramu was immersed in his moping, but because he was squatting, his lungi had almost fully split in the center, and most of his kaccha could be seen. The center or crotch of the kaccha was hanging down, because of his dick and balls. Now this hanging/bulge was what shocked me, it was huge. You could see that it was pushing his kaccha out almost 6-7 inches, and was broad and thick bulge. Also you could see his legs, thighs, all the way to his huge bulge in kaccha. Suddenly the innocent looking lungi and kaccha, had turned into a very erotic and sexy sight, and Cynthia was ogling him. I don’t know why, but I kept silent, and just watched Cynthia ogling him. There were several thoughts going through my head, a bit of anger and concern, also the fact that Ramu was certainly doing it innocently, but I think there was a certain amount of eroticism about the whole thing as well, which made me keep quiet. Well anyhow, we managed to get through the day, and I started noticing, that Cynthia would often stare at Ramu’s legs or crotch area. And also the more carefully you looked, the outlines of his dick and balls were visible most of the time. That night, well I was a bit apprehensive, but also very excited, and when I fucked her, I felt (or imagined) that her pussy was wetter and more moist. Also I couldn’t keep the image of Ramu’s dick going into Cynthia’s pussy out of my mind. The next couple of weeks went by, I was always on the lookout, and saw Cynthia often staring at Ramu. I slowly got more and more used to and excited by the idea. Though I never thought of turning it into reality, I wanted to work it into our fantasies, using a real person like Ramu, verus the imaginary fantasies we had before. Slowly the idea grew, and with a bit of courage, I slowly started talking about real people, and fantasizing about them, during our foreplay. First Cynthia was a bit embarrassed and didn’t seem to like it, but with persistence I brought her around. Till she let me talk about how I lusted after women we knew, like one of our neighbors in our apartment building, or a maid of another apartment. I built on these fantasies, role-playing them out, until she really started to get excited and into the act. Over a few days, I gradually started pushing her to talk about her fantasies. She was very hesitant at first, but then, slowly she started talking about a servant of her uncle’s. But from the way she talked about him, I knew she was trying to talk about Ramu. Next day, I myself brought up Ramu, and told her to fantasize about him. I could feel her stiffen. Took quite some coaxing to get started, but once she did I could feel her pussy become wet and hot as she spoke about Ramu.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Over next 3-4 days, our conversations during foreplay, centered on Ramu, and Cynthia really expanded her fantasies about him. Our sessions became hotter, and certainly I could feel Cynthia’s passions were reigning supreme. Now is when the big shift happened, after a few days of our talking, and seeing that I was equally excited, Cynthia turned up the stakes. She started flirting with Ramu in the day, and telling me at night. First it was something simple, like letting her pallu drop for a moment, or accidentally brushing against his hip when working in the kitchen. But as these narrations became hotter, our sex improved, and Cynthia got bolder. She even played a soft porn movie one day in the living room, and pretended she didn’t see Ramu was behind her sweeping the room. Poor Ramu, by now he was going crazy, and most often he would be squeezing his dick, or staring at Cynthia’s boobs (she had completely started tucking her pallu into her Saree, so her cleavage was visible throughout the day). Cynthia was going crazy as well, and the whole night in the foreplay, she would moan about Ramu and his big black dick. One evening, I finally convinced synthia to take it further. She was particularly horny that day, and I just made her hotter and didn’t let her cum. I told her she should make Ramu do it. She was hot and moaning, and agreed, but asked me to please make her cum. However I stuck to my plan, and didn’t allow it. I just talked to her to finalize how to go about it. Next day I sneaked into our apartment at 3:00, (Ramu used to sleep from 2 to 5), and went and hid in our bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar and light off. Synthia, quickly disheveled her sari, so it looked like she just got up from sleep. Her pallu was off, and the saree was low below her navel, so you could see her stomach as well as a lot of cleavage. Synthia went into Ramu’s room, he was sleeping, and his lungi was again split, and synthia saw that he had a bit of a hard on, and his kaccha was pointing vertically up. Synthia slowly shook him near the hip, almost touching his dick, Ramu got up, and immediately stared at synthia, half naked rubbing near his dick.Synthia moved away from him, and said in a soft voice “Ramu my back is paining quite hard can you pls come maalish it (massage)”. Ramu got up and followed synthia to our room, where there was a bottle of sensual massage oil waiting near the bed. Synthia got onto the bed, with her back facing up, and asked Ramu to start. Ramu started massaging her back, sitting on the side of the bed, and rubbing synthia’s fair back with his big black hands. Synthia was fully excited now, and she could barely suppress some moans. After few minutes, she said “Ohh Ramu, this sari will get spoilt because of the oil, let me take it off” She then started taking it off, and Ramu being there also helped in pulling it off. She was now lying on the bed in her blouse and petticoat. Next, she said “Ramu take off my blouse so u can rub my back nicely”. Ramu by now was also very excited, I could see his dick was completely pushing his kaccha out off his lungi. And he was staring as he removed synthia’s blouse, and then the bra. He massaged synthia’back, and synthia had turned her head, so she could stare at his crotch area, which was really by now huge. Then synthia slowly said “Ramu do my legs now also, please”. Ramu moved to her legs, and she gently pushed up her petticoat with her legs, so it was up to her knees. She slowly encouraged Ramu to move up, and suddenly Ramu was massaging her bare ass (synthia had stopped wearing panty for past few weeks except when mensurating). I was going crazy in the bathroom, watching this big black bihari fellow, massaging synthia’s naked ass, with his dick hard as a rod inside his kaccha.
Ramu was slowly massaging synthia’s ass, and also running a finger down the central area. Synthia was wimpering by now. Slowly she turned around, and said “Ramu do the front now”. Ramu was shivering by now, as synthia turned, and he saw for the first time, synthia’s big white breasts with huge brown nipples for the first time. He hesitantly started doing synthia’s stomach, but synthia pulled his hands up to her breasts saying “Ramu press these, they are really hurting”. Ramu now started pressing her breasts, while synthia was moaning, his dick was getting harder, and a huge wet spot was spreading over the front of his kaccha.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Synthia was almost delirous now, and was squirming and moaning. Problem was Ramu wasn’t taking the lead (We found out later that he had never fucked a woman, only fooled around with some men). Anyhow synthia was now too far gone, she pulled up her petticoat, so her white pussy was completely visible (she shaves her pussy completely). She took one of Ramu’s hands and pushed it on her dripping pussy, and with the other hand, slowly reached out and grabbed Ramu’s hot bursting dick over his kaccha. Ramu was breathing hard by now, and stammering, “Memsahib, Memsahib, what r u doing”. Synthia started slowly squeezing Ramu’s dick (she told me later it felt like a hot rod) and said “Ramu to massage this (indicating her pussy) you have to use this (squeezing his dick”. Ramu was shaking now, but didn’t make any move, synthia slowly reached up and undid the nada (cord) on his kaccha, and slowly pulled it down. My GOD I was shocked, his dick popped out, it was huge. Black, thick and around 9” or even longer. It had a red head, and was dripping wet. Synthia too got shocked, and then immediately took it into her mouth, and started sucking deeply. Ramu was still shivering, and said “Memsahib what are you doing”, synthia while sucking deeply muttered “Ramu I have to lubricate so you can massage this area nicely (indicating her pussy)”. Synthia continued to suck for about 5 mins, moving her mouth up and down over Ramu’s dick. Ramu was squeezing her tit with one hand, and rubbing her pussy with the other. Finally synthia took out his dripping dick, and told him to kneel between her legs (Ramu was still wearing his lungi and his dick was now sticking out of the center like a huge black flag pole). She took his dick and pushed it on her pussy, and guided his hand so he was rubbing it on her pussy. Moaning she said “Ramu bahut maja aa raha hai (Ramu this is feeling very good)” Ramu was breathing hard by now, and precum was leaking from his big dick. He was moaning and saying “Memsahib mereko bhi accha lag raha hai (I am also enjoying it madam)”. Synthia then reached out and pushed one of Ramu’s fingers into her dripping pussy. Moaning she said “Ramu you have to massage inside here also”. Ramu was delirious by now, and synthia grabbed his black dick and guided into her dripping wet white pussy. Ramu caught on quickly, and started shoving his dick in and out. Synthia was screaming by now, and moaning and whimpering, and Ramu was grunting and sweating. I could see Ramu’s big black dick going into synthia’s white pussy, and was driving me nuts, I was masturbating in the bathroom. Ramu started fucking synthia, in long strokes, pushing in and pulling out, synthia must have come 2-3 times. She wrapped her legs around his black ass, and tried to pull in deeper, she would push his head to her nipples and scream Ramu “Choose, inhe choose (suck these suck)”. Ramu kept fucking her, clearly straining but in seventh heaven. His dick was pulsing as it moved in and out, with a squelching sound, synthia was moaning and screaming, finally Ramu shivered and cried out “Nikhal Gaya” (Came Out) and shot deep into synthia’s pussy. There was no condom, so synthia’s pussy was filled with Ramu’s sperm, and she was pushing her hips up and down to get more of his sperm. Ramu fell onto synthia, clearly exhausted, and sweaty, and still sucking synthia’s tits. Saying “Memsahib bahut accha laga (Mesahib I enjoyed it a lot)”. Synthia also slowly calmed down. Then she slowly pushed him to one side, so he was lying with his wet limp dick facing up. She then got in between his legs, and slowly licked his wet dick, cleaning it up (I could see she was still horny). Ramu was still moaning, and saying “Memsahib kya kar rahe hai” (Madam what are u doing), synthia moaned “just cleaning you up Ramu, u will need this to massage me again”. Ramu was semi-hard again, and he wanted to squeeze her tits again. But synthia knew I was waiting, so she told him “Not now later Ramu”. Ramu tied the now discarded lungi around his dripping dick, and picked up his kaccha, and said “Ok Memsahib” and left. As soon as he left, synthia locked the door. I rushed out, I had already come in the bathroom once, but still had a raging hardon. I sank it into her waiting pussy, and fucked her. She kept moaning about how good Ramu was, and how big his dick felt, and I kept sliding my dick into her pussy, feeling Ramu’s sperm around my dick. I soon shot into her, then synthia asked me to lick her deep. I got down and really licked, her tasting Her Juices, Ramu’s sperm and mine all in one. We finally got together and fell asleep exhausted, and naked.
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[Ramesh_Rocky]

My name is Yuvika Sachdeva. I'm 29 years old. Married for a year and half and at present working for a production company in Mumbai, India. I sent this real account of mine to Vaishali_K on Literotica because of two reasons: I am a Literotica fan and of late I have loved all of Vaishali_K's stories. I'm thankful to her for accepting this story of mine and suggesting valuable changes to make the real encounter all the more interesting.

Before I start narrating what happened with me I should give you a picture of how I look. I stand at 5 feet 2 inches, wheatish complexion, vitals are 34-28-36 with soft love handles around my lower abdomen along with dense semi curly hair which go till half my back. I love to wear both western and Indian attire depending on my mood and occasion. The night when my story happened, I was wearing a tight black leggings and a long and loose round neck half sleeves top going down till my upper thighs.

On 3rd April, last year, I had to join my husband in New Delhi because of some family emergency. He had gone there a week ago. I couldn't go with him since I had major work to finish in Mumbai. In the end I got two days off and got my train ticket in Tatkaal because the price of the flight was way too high and since it was an overnight ride of 17 hours approx neither me nor my husband had an issue.

I boarded the train early in the evening. By 7 pm I was already on my side upper berth lying down with a blanket covering most of me and holding a novel in my hand which I wanted to read from a long time but didn't quite get the time. It was around this time I noticed him. I am yet to his name. He should have been around forty-forty five years of age, crew-cut hair which made me guess he could very well be in the army, strong looking features and was wearing a round neck t-shirt and a knicker. He was in the upper most berth, which was diagonal to me, lying down with his mobile phone's ear piece plugged in his ears.

At first I only happened to glance at him, our eyes met and I was instantly back to reading my novel. A minute later when I turned sideways continuing to read our eyes met again but this time for a little longer. May be few seconds. I immediately knew I shouldn't have done that. He now was staring at me. I felt uncomfortable. I quickly drew the curtain. But somehow his eyes remained with me. I found it difficult to focus on the novel. There was this constant urge to look at him to see if he was looking at me. He wasn't handsome in the traditional sense of the word but there was something raw in the manner he was eyeing me. I can't explain it. It wasn't a vulgar stare but something in it was trying to tame me. Or was it just my mind playing games with me? I don't know. Though it wasn't the first time I had seen a male staring at me but it certainly was one of those very rare occasions when I was giving attention to the stare.

Averting my eyes I recollected that the last time I was intimate with my husband was three months back after which he went abroad for work. When he came back the family emergency had happened. Perhaps it wasn't me but my carnal urges which were craving for some attention. And in that man those carnal urges got a face. Eventually the restlessness in me got the better of me and from the corner of the curtain I ended up looking at him. I only wanted to see if he was still looking. He was! The stare was so piercing that I wondered if at all he had looked anywhere else since I drew the curtain. What was he thinking? I felt so desperate to know his mind even though he was a mere stranger. But staring back at him would have only encouraged him. Moreover I was alone in the train. I only hoped he didn't know that though it was easy to find out. Or may be he already knew by then. ______________________________