Adultery Indian Wife Helps Husband's Friend by rupanita-Completed
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Sonali looked over at Dileep, her hands trembling as she slowly started lifting her dress with one hand, her pussy was tingling with excitement the moisture slowly seeping out, Dileep's mouth went dry he wanted to protest but no words came out of his mind, he felt a stirring in his loins and realized that he was getting excited by the situation, as the dress came up and slowly her blue thong panties came into view the anticipation and horny expressions on both Dileep and Subhash's face made her feel more excited she was now looking forward to giving them a peek at her sexy pussy, but then suddenly the thought of Amar made her feel guilty of what she was doing and she hesitated.

"Come on what are you waiting for" said Subhash and so slowly with her heart beating like a jack hammer she pulled her panties down with her other hand hoping that the two men would not be able to notice the building moisture or the twitching of her pussy. The two of them got a good look and Dileep was wondering what Amar would think if he came to know that his wife was there nude in front of his friend and a stranger. Dileep had got it wrong; the lips were hairless but she had a neatly trimmed triangle of hair on the mound. There was a black beauty spot just by the side of the pussy lips. Had the lips not been devoid of all hair, it would not have been visible.

"This is getting more and more curious." Subhash commented. "A good looking girl like this and her husband doesn't even know what his wife's pussy looks like. Though he doesn't appear to be sightless he has not seen the black spot that even a blind man should have seen. When did you get married? This morning? Obviously the marriage has not been consummated."

"Just shaped it this morning." Sonali commented hopefully as she lifted her panties and the skirt dropped back.

Subhash laughed, "Don't think so. My wife shaves hers too and so do most of the women. I know what a freshly shaven pussy looks like. Yours doesn't look as fresh as it should. But perhaps you are right. I will believe you if you tell me about his dick. That shouldn't have changed since this morning."

Sonali hesitated for a second, "He's average. A good six inches and that's all."

"I need a bit more than that. Is he cut or uncut, is it straight or curved? Subhash asked.

"Uncut and straight." Sonali suggested without hesitation.

She was half right; Dileep was uncut but curved upwards when erect.

Subhash turned to Dileep, "Your turn. Let's see the goods."

There was no way out of this. Dileep unbuckled his belt, unzipped the jeans and pulled down his briefs to expose his limp cock.

Again Subhash laughed, "God! This is not erect and you can only prove yourself true when he is erect. So why don't you help him get erect?"

It seemed that Sonali too was getting exasperated. "I would rather not do that."

"I am not asking you to do what you like. You have to do it. If you have sucked him before no problem and if you have not, well, now is the time to start. And house or no house I am sure he will thank me for it." Subhash said sarcastically as he walked over to a drawer and took out a pistol. He did not say anything but his demeanor was threatening.

Dileep was regretting having involved poor Sonali into this. His feelings were mixed. He was feeling sorry for her but Subhash was right since he, Dileep was the beneficiary of Subhash's commands.

Sonali sighed in resignation, the thought of playing with Dileep's cock had been there in her fantasies but it never had been a burning desire and this was definitely not the way she wanted to do it. She took three small steps and knelt down in front of Dileep. He felt her soft hand encircle his cock and slowly rolled the foreskin back. She then slowly began to tease it back and forth. It didn't take long before he began to respond, next he felt her tongue flicking across the head and then felt the velvet warmth of her mouth over the top of the shaft. With her dainty painted fingers she held the foreskin back the dark color of which was in sharp contrast to her fair hands and red nails and he could feel her warm wet mouth taking the head of his cock inside her mouth. There was no doubt that this was enjoyable but was it okay?

Twenty seconds later he was rock hard, Sonali kept going for a short time before withdrawing her mouth and standing up. She looked Dileep in the eye as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then turned away leaving Dileep with an erect cock in the company of a grinning Subhash.

"Well that cock is just about as straight as you people are and to be frank you seem crooked." Subhash said. "I reckon the only way to prove that you are actually married is to watch you do it."

Subhash himself pondered over his idea and then spoke again. "Yeah, that'd do it. One rarely hears of mere acquaintances actually doing it with each other. But these are bad times."

Sonali seemed petrified and angry, "That is all. I will not let him fuck me in front of you. What married people do in the privacy of their own bedroom is private. Not even on Anjuna beach did we have to make love in front of an audience."

"Yeah. Come on. Please." Dileep pleaded. "We're not into that sort of thing. House or no house as you said but why torment her?"

"I admire your guts. Lady, you are suggesting that this guy is your husband. That is what you said. Yet, you don't know the shape of his cock and neither does he know what your pussy is like. Anyway, now that you have been considerate enough to suck his cock, you will have to get fucked as well. There is no getting away from it. Yes, I can let you go but where would the punishment be? And since you have been attempting to make a fool out of me, I can employ other means too. But since you seem okay sorts, I would like to watch you getting fucked. Not by me; at least not just now but by the guy who should have fucked you hundreds of times by now. And let me make it clear. You have to strip completely. That should be no problem because experience tells me women are more fastidious about exposing their pussies. Since I have already seen your pussy, showing me your breasts should be no problem."

It was hard to tell whether he was joking or actually threatening.

Sonali turned to Dileep who could tell she was a little scared, "God, this seems like a nightmare. Let's just do it and get out here." She whispered.

This was definitely becoming a nightmare thought Sonali but sucking Dileep's cock and showing her pussy had set in a chain reaction in her sensuous body which inspite of feeling scared was making her hornier and looking forward for more sex . .

She turned away from Subhash lifted the sides of her skirt, pushed her panties down and stepped out of them. She unbuckled the skirt and that too fell in a heap at her bare feet. She pulled off the T shirt and quickly unhooked the bra and her lovely milky white breasts with pink areolas capped with strawberry nipples leapt free. It was the first time that Dileep was seeing her fully nude and though she did seem a bit flustered, she appeared to be in control of the situation. Moving to the divan she lay down on her back with her legs closed. Dileep stepped out of his jeans and moved to the foot of the divan. Her thighs parted at the very last moment in an attempt to spoil the view for Subhash. As Dileep moved over her, her hand then found Dileep's cock and guided it to her pussy. He slipped into her in short strokes to avoid hurting her, getting deeper each time as her lubrication wet his thick penis and the foreskin rolled back until the cock was fully in. Dileep then began moving back and forth with long slow stokes. She pulled his head down close to her mouth.

"It's okay." she whispered. "Just finish quickly and get us out of here. Its okay to cum inside. I'm on the pill."

As Dileep began to build up speed, Sonali wrapped her legs and arms around him and urged him on. Her pussy was now gushing with her own juices. Dileep looked down at her to find her eyes closed seemingly oblivious to Subhash watching them intently her warm pussy gripped his throbbing hardness, milking his fat cock with every stroke. Perhaps it was due to sheer nervousness or excitement of having not being laid in a long time but soon Dileep discharged inside her.

"Too bad, sir. Just too bad. If she is indeed your wife, she must be taking the help of your neighbours, because my friend it seems you haven't had a pussy in a very long time Just wait. Let me show you how a married man satisfies a woman." Subhash said.
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