Adultery My wife and I at a swingers club in Paris

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PART-3

“Her nom Madeline. She is German” He informed about

his wife

“oh ok” Anu managed to stutter a reply

There was an awkward silence for a moment.

“I not boring you, Aanu” ? he enquired.

“huh no. not at all” she replied to him with a forced
smile. I don’t know if she meant it or not, but she
had to be polite as this man had himself been nice and
polite so far.

Her answer nevertheless brought a smile to his face.

He kept asking Anu about herself as he also informed
us about him and his family. He was 55 years old and
was an art curator by profession, and his 52 year old
wife was in a similar field. She was managing an
exhibition hall. And they have a 26 year old daughter.
We spoke for about 10 minutes before he made his move
again. As he was talking he again kept his hands on
Anu’s legs. Though she again gripped my hands tight,
she didn’t seem that tense this time. Maybe she had
got a bit used to this man and was feeling more
comfortable or maybe it was the effect of the glass of
wine she had, or perhaps both.

This man must be used to reading women as he too
seemed to realize that Anu was a bit more at ease now.


“Aanoo, would you like a dance with me” he asked

“ohh no no , I am bad at it” my wife replied instantly
but shyly at the same time

“Try it” he insisted

“ Please no” my wife replied

“ok” Pierre gave up

“But let me tell you, you very beautiful” He told my
wife

“hmm, flattering my wife” I thought with a smile. “but
it wont work. Flattery doesn’t work with my wife”
These thoughts were going through my mind

“Thank you” my wife replied shyly. She was being
polite.

By now Pierre’s hands were again gently moving in a
circular motion on my wife’s legs.



Hearing her reply, he held Anu’s hands and kissed it.

She blushed and looked at me.

“Excuse moi Annu. I get drink for me. What you like” ?
he asked her

“oh thank you, but I don’t drink” she informed Pierre

“Non, non “ he laughed and walked towards the bar.

I took the opportunity to have a quick word with my
wife.
“Anu, I am sorry about this. But he came unvinvited.
And on top of that our luck is bad. We get an old man
. Should I ward him off slowly ? I asked my wife

“C’mon don’t be cruel. He is old but sweet and
harmless. I can manage him “ she replied “And atleast
he keeps the other scary men away”

“Are you sure” ? I quizzed her

“well, we should be going, but it wont be polite if we
just leave like this. I guess he will chat for while
more and then go to someone else” My wife told me

“The old man must be happy to even just talk to a much
younger girl” I laughed

She alsolaughed but lightheartedly reprimanded me
“Adiii, don’t be cruel”

By then old man Pierre was back with two glasses in
hand

“Sorry monsieur, I have only two hands and could get
only two glasses” He said as he kept a glass in front
of my wife and the other one in front of me. “I will
get one for me now” he added

“oh please,that’s kind of you. But please let me get
it for you” I said

“Merci, I take a margerita”

I got up and walked towards the bar.

By the time I was back, his hands were again back on
my wife’s legs.

I managed to hear him ask a question to my wife as I
sat down

“I am too old ?”

“No, age is in one’s mind” My wife replied
diplomatically

“Merci” he smiled as he asked further “you like me?

“huh, yes” my wife stuttured into an affirmative
answer “ you are nice man”

Her politness was perhaps preventing her from saying
anything else.

Suddenly he bent down and kissed my wife on her cheek

My wife was taken aback, but managed to respond with
an uneasy laughter.

“What was that for” ?!

“Merci” he said with a smile “you are sweet girl. You
sweet like Michelle”

“uhh, who is she” ? Anu asked

“My daughter. She is working in London now”

“ohh” was the only reply my wife could manage. There
was again silence for a moment. Anu sipped on her
glass of wine to break the awkwardness as she didn’t
know what else to do.

“Aanoo, can I please kiss you again” he asked her

Anu blushed and looked at me for help. My blank face
didn’t help her much

“ok” she gave a brief reply.

He bent towards her and planted his lips on her cheek
and I saw he put his arms around her shoulder.

This time the kiss wasn’t a short one, but he lingered
on for a few moments more.
This sight turned me on crazily. I didn’t want it to
end just there. I was becoming impulsive. I also put
my arms on her legs and began to carress her. She
looked at me puzzled. I was expecting her to sit up
straight and reprimand me. Instead I heard a giggle.

Hearing that even I gave her a peck on the cheek.
Pierre must have noticed it and read my mind. He took
his lips away from Anu’s cheeks and placed it on her
lips.

I could hear some muffled sounds of resistance from
Anu. This made Pierre pull his face away.

“I am sorry. You don’t like ? Pierre asked puzzled and
worried.

Anu wasn’t sure of how to react. She looked at Pierre.
He had a very apologetic look on his face.

“I am shy” she said shyly ! I think I also saw a shy
smile on her face, atleast she wasn’t angry.


I took the opportunity to pull myself to her and kiss
her on her ears and then began to probe my tongue into
her ears. I sucked on her earlobes. I knew this turns
on my wife a lot.

Anu didn’t react, atleast she didn’t seem hostile.
This encouraged Pierre to kiss her again.

I could again hear muffled sounds from my wife, but
this time they didn’t seem to be of protests.

My cock was throbbing with arousal. I pulled myself
away to have a clear view of what was happening. My
wife and Pierre were engrossed in their kiss.It was
long and wet. Pierre’s hands rubbing my wife’s legs
rather I should say thighs.

I again went closer to Anu.
“I love you baby” I whispered in her ears as I placed
my hands on her breasts and started kneading them.

By now the old man was licking Anu’s face, her cheeks,
her eyes. My wife passive but could her muffled
sounds.

I kept keading and pressing my wife breasts and
nipples, which were erect by now.

I turned my head to look around. Several couples were
now kissing and fondling each other. Some had even
gone beyond that. One old woman sitting on a sofa was
having her pussy sucked by a much younger man.

I sat upright and took a sip of my drink. By now,
Pierre’s hands had replaced mine on Anu’s breasts and
she hadn’t objected at all. The sight made my cock
pushing against my trousers. I could feel precum
oozing out of my cock.

Pierre than guided my wife’s hand onto his crotch . He
held her hand as he made her rub his cock. She
continued doing the same as he left her hand loose.

My wife’s pallu had fallen down, completely exposing
her blouse and her stomach. And Pierre kept rubbing
her breasts over her blouse. Even through the bra and
blouse I could see the inundations of Anu’s erect
nipples.

As Pierre kept kissing my wife, his hands were trying
to unhook her bouse. But he met with no success. I
moved in to help him out and unhooked her bouse, which
fell open to the sides, exposing her black bra. I
moved back again to relish the sight.
Pierre’s hands were back on her breasts. He squeezed
them for a while before pulling it up to free her
breasts. My wife was reclining half naked on the sofa,
with atleast 50 more people in the room.

Pierre lowered his lips on her nipples and began to
lick and suck them, moving from nipple to the other.
This brought out muffled moans from my wife.

He kept going at it. As her moans became more audible.


I had told Anu to wear a red sari for today, as I find
it very sexy. But I don’t know if it was the right
decision or not, as sari is also one of the most
difficult dress to disrobe, especially in a sitting
position. And that too by a foreigner !

As Pierre sucked my wife’s breasts his hands moved to
the rest of her sari, but he seemed perplexed. He had
no clue how to go about it, and that too without
seeing !

I was just about deciding whether to step in again or
not to help, by when Pierre just caught hold of the
lower end of my wife’s sari and hiked it up to her
waist . My wife’s legs and thighs lay bare. Even her
black panty could be seen. I noticed it had a wet
patch!

The sudden jerk of her sari made my wife whimper, but
before she could say anything Pierre’s mouth was on my
wife’s panty, licking her pussy through it. Anu’s
whimper turned into a loud moan as she felt the first
touch of his tongue on her panty covered pussy.

Pierre was by now, half kneeling in front of her. With
one finger he pulled her panty to one side , exposing
her naked pussy . He tasted my wife’s pussy with one
long swish of his tongue. This brought out another
loud moan from Anu. This encouraged Pierre to hungrily
slurp on my wife’s pussy with his toungue. He nuzzled
his face and nose into my wife’s pussy as if he was
enjoying her scent. Anu’s eyes were closed as moans of
pleasure escaped from her lips now and then.

By now Pierre had freed his cock and was rubbing it on
my wife’s legs, on her calves.

As I looked around , my eyes fell upon the same young
man sitting next to our sofa. He was still without a
companion and was staring at Pierre sucking my wife’s
pussy. Realising that I was looking at him, he looked
at me . I had a smile on my face which made him smile
too. I nodded at him, which he didn’t seem to
understand. So I gestured with my hands to make him
know that he too is welcome to go ahead with my wife,
if he wishes so.

He didn’t need any further prompting, and he quickly
moved to our sofa. He stood on his knees on the sofa
next to my wife. His crotch right besides my wife’s
face. He took out his erect cock in a hurry and rubbed
it on my wife’s face and lips. My wife opened her eyes
surprised.

“Please suck it” he requested in a hurried but polite
tone.

My wife’s eyes had a glazed look and she opened her
mouth to accept his cock. At firt she was just licking
it, which slowly turned to sucking. She closed her
eyes again.

It was too much for me to bear. This was one of the
hottest sights I had ever seen or would see. I took
out my cock too and began to unashamedly masturbate.
The young guy standing over her, was groaning loudly
out of pleasure. I could hear similar sounds all over
the room.

All kinds of sexual acts were taking place, old with
young, threesomes, foursomes, women with women, men
with men. We were in middle of a large orgy. I felt
envious of the French. This was their lifestyle !


My wife’s whole body was squirming as both the men
worked on her. After a while, Pierre stood up, and
took out a packet from his trouser, which was lying on
the sofa. He tore it and took out a condom ! He
quickly rolled it onto his cock and prepared to
penetrate my wife ! Atleast I was expecting so.
But instead he lay on top of my wife and said
something in French to the younger man, who pulled out
his cock from my wife’s mouth. My wife opened her eyes
looking questioningly at the men. His face was very
close to my wife’s breasts.

“Aanoo, can I put my cock in you ?” He asked as he
licked her breasts.

“Yesss” was the only word she could manage as her body
squirmed to every lick on her nipples.

Pierre pulled himself backwards till he was kneeling
in front of my wife. He held his cock and held it
front of Anu’s pussy. He slowly rubbed the tip of his
cock on my wife’s clit and pussy lips and then with a
big push entered my wife’s pussy. This old man was
fucking my wife !

The younger man by now was doing what the older man
was doing a while ago – sucking Anu’s breasts.

The dual titillation of her pussy and nipples brought
out loud spasmic moans of pleasure from my wife. My
shy wife looked like a sex goddess now.

“Fuck me, Fuck me” she almost screamed, like a bitch
in heat. I had hardly ever heard such words from her
ever before.

The old man seemed to be enjoying her words a lot and
added his own .

“You like to fuck father , you like to fuck father ” ?
he asked loudly

“yesss” she replied amid her fast breathes

“yessss, I want you to fuck me daddy” she went on

“Daddy is fucking you” he grunted with pleasure

“ahhhh yessss.. ahhhh ….oohhhhh daddy” my wife kept
saying as she approached her orgasm.


Meanwhile, the young guy had again stood up and was
masturbating himself. He too was about to cum. As he
got closer to it, he suddenly mounted my wife’s face,
standing half-upright facing the wall behind the sofa.
His legs were on either side of his face, as he tried
to force his cock into my wife’s mouth. Because of the
roughness, my wife resisted on reflex, but in few
seconds opened her mouth and greedily accepted his
cock. The young man began to literally fuck my wife’s
mouth. He came with a loud nasal grunt. And he came in
loads, which began to gag my wife’s mouth. But he just
pushed him cock deeper into her mouth. He must have
emptied his load somewhere in her throat, I thought.
He went on cumming, till his semen was overflowing
from her mouth. I was worrying about her safety, till
I saw she wrap her legs around Pierre’s back and pull
him hard into her.

Finally the young man got off my wife and slumped next
to her . I could see my wife’s face clearly now. It
was fully covered with his semen. He had not just come
in her mouth but all over face too. I really missed a
camera, but unfortunately it wasn’t allowed inside
these clubs.

TBC.....