25-05-2020, 12:58 PM
I got up from my seat and went up to them, took her out of Anis’s arms and into my arms. Anis handed her over to me saying, ‘now you punish her Ali.’ I took her in and gave her a long kiss on the lips, while my hands held up her robe and was fondling her ass. Then *SWAT*, I slapped her bum. Anis followed suit and slapped the other butt cheek, *SWAT*.
‘You guys are so cruel,’ she told us, after breaking off the kiss and making a sulking face, pouting for the most part, and rubbed her ass where we had slapped. She then brought her left hand forward and grabbed my cock over my boxers, making me gasp. ‘Served you right,’ she said with a smirk on her face, ‘letting your friend punish your wife like this.’ In the while I discovered she extended her right hand backwards and grabbed Anis and brought him behind her, his front squashed against her back. I looked at the mirror and saw that his boxer covered erect cock was nestled against the crack of her ass. ‘Hmm,’ she moaned, ‘this deserves a picture. Ali could you get me my phone from the bed.’
I reached out on to the bed, grabbed her phone, went back to my previous position without our fronts against each other and handed her the phone. I was sort of glad that Anis till now had resisted sliding his cock over her ass crack. I probably would not have been able to resisist.
She then made me pull her naked leg up and hold it and made Anis hold onto her waist. Her one hand was around my neck and the other had a camera pointed at the mirror, in front of which we were standing. ‘This is such a nice sandwich, you men are like the bread and I am the inside filling,’ she laughed and then clicked a photo, a mirror selfie.
Her robe was still bunched up at her waist and if we men did not wear our boxers, the picture would have looked like we were fucking her, me from the front, Anis from the back. Did she have a threesome or DP fantasy? She never told me about it. Was this her way of safely fulfilling that fantasy? Or did she want to make the fantasy a reality? Our discussions never went to us involving another person into our bed. Maybe she was experimenting and that she was horny, that is all.
We automatically broke off the pose and we men circled around her to look at the picture. It was highly erotic, her getting squashed and sandwiched by us two men and erections pressing against her. From all the movement and commotion I noticed that Sahana’s robe-ties had loosened a bit and the in the front a gap opened from the top to the bottom and when she moved it showed a bit of side boobs and her thong panties. She made no attempt to re-tie herself of course. This was a new Sahana, she was beyond all these things now.
Today she had let my friend touch her ass, spread his spit on it, nest his cock against it, although covered by a thin layer of cloth, but none the less.
As Anis left for the kitchen, Sahana whispered to my ears, ‘he had his cock hard cock against my ass, I had to stop myself from grinding against it.’ She looked at my eyes and took my hand and put itagainst her thong covered pussy. ‘See how wet I am,’ she murmured as I slid the thong away and pushed my finger in her pussy, ‘when he was massaging my ass with a bit of spit in his hand, I was hoping he would slip his finger in my pussy, but thank god he didn’t. I am sorry; I am such a bad girl. Are you angry with me?’
I brought her hand to my turgid length, making her grip it. ‘Does this answer your question?’ I asked and she gave me a long kiss.
‘I am glad to have a husband, who understands and forgives such a slut wife like me,’ she said as she broke the kiss.
My brain was Screaming- WHAT NEXT?
***
‘You guys are so cruel,’ she told us, after breaking off the kiss and making a sulking face, pouting for the most part, and rubbed her ass where we had slapped. She then brought her left hand forward and grabbed my cock over my boxers, making me gasp. ‘Served you right,’ she said with a smirk on her face, ‘letting your friend punish your wife like this.’ In the while I discovered she extended her right hand backwards and grabbed Anis and brought him behind her, his front squashed against her back. I looked at the mirror and saw that his boxer covered erect cock was nestled against the crack of her ass. ‘Hmm,’ she moaned, ‘this deserves a picture. Ali could you get me my phone from the bed.’
I reached out on to the bed, grabbed her phone, went back to my previous position without our fronts against each other and handed her the phone. I was sort of glad that Anis till now had resisted sliding his cock over her ass crack. I probably would not have been able to resisist.
She then made me pull her naked leg up and hold it and made Anis hold onto her waist. Her one hand was around my neck and the other had a camera pointed at the mirror, in front of which we were standing. ‘This is such a nice sandwich, you men are like the bread and I am the inside filling,’ she laughed and then clicked a photo, a mirror selfie.
Her robe was still bunched up at her waist and if we men did not wear our boxers, the picture would have looked like we were fucking her, me from the front, Anis from the back. Did she have a threesome or DP fantasy? She never told me about it. Was this her way of safely fulfilling that fantasy? Or did she want to make the fantasy a reality? Our discussions never went to us involving another person into our bed. Maybe she was experimenting and that she was horny, that is all.
We automatically broke off the pose and we men circled around her to look at the picture. It was highly erotic, her getting squashed and sandwiched by us two men and erections pressing against her. From all the movement and commotion I noticed that Sahana’s robe-ties had loosened a bit and the in the front a gap opened from the top to the bottom and when she moved it showed a bit of side boobs and her thong panties. She made no attempt to re-tie herself of course. This was a new Sahana, she was beyond all these things now.
Today she had let my friend touch her ass, spread his spit on it, nest his cock against it, although covered by a thin layer of cloth, but none the less.
As Anis left for the kitchen, Sahana whispered to my ears, ‘he had his cock hard cock against my ass, I had to stop myself from grinding against it.’ She looked at my eyes and took my hand and put itagainst her thong covered pussy. ‘See how wet I am,’ she murmured as I slid the thong away and pushed my finger in her pussy, ‘when he was massaging my ass with a bit of spit in his hand, I was hoping he would slip his finger in my pussy, but thank god he didn’t. I am sorry; I am such a bad girl. Are you angry with me?’
I brought her hand to my turgid length, making her grip it. ‘Does this answer your question?’ I asked and she gave me a long kiss.
‘I am glad to have a husband, who understands and forgives such a slut wife like me,’ she said as she broke the kiss.
My brain was Screaming- WHAT NEXT?
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