Adultery A professor's wife entertains his students by Mir Nasir

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At that point I also started taking off my clothes. Not because I wanted to join the action…, no way! That was the last thing on my mind. All I wanted was to see my wife being taken and used sexually by those two young studs….., but for one, my cock had actually started hurting, having to fight against the restraining double fabric of my briefs and trousers. Second, remaining fully dressed under the circumstances seemed pretty ridiculous, to tell you the truth.

I had removed my shirt and was in the process of sliding my trousers off my legs when Salman took the next lead, stopping me in my tracks. He stopped sucking her breast, and told her to stand up, which she did, gently removing Tariq’s mouth from her other breast. When she was up on her feet, he first let the teddy drop on to the floor and then took hold of the thong she was wearing from both ends of the waist. Of course I knew what he was about to do but a part of my mind STILL could not believe it! Cool as a cucumber, he removed the last shred of clothing my wife was wearing, taking his time, sliding it down slowly over her shapely legs. There was zero resistance from Rozi, and she obediently stepped out of her thong as he reached all the way to her feet. After removing the thong he didn’t throw it away at once.

He kept them in his hand for a few seconds, rubbed his hand over them like one crumples a used sheet of paper, felt something, smiled at Rozi and said,
“Gosh, you’re wet!”
With that he reached out with his hand and touched her between the legs. An electric current seemed to run thru Rozi’s body as he touched her pussy and her breath came out in a visible, sharp gasp. I watched from a sideways, 60 degree angle as my student continued groping between my wife’s legs, feeling the soft wetness of her pussy, his fingers going deeper and deeper until they seemed to disappear altogether.

At first, Rozi only watched his hand playing with her most private area, as if unable to react. Then, as his fingers started giving rise to deep, carnal pleasures, she gave herself totally over to her body’s desires, moaning loudly (as she always does when we make love), her eyes half-closed, her head tilting from one side to another. Salman never relented and kept up the pressure until the moans got louder and louder, turning into cries, and then shrieks, as she came…., almost falling over on the bed towards her left as her legs became weak, unable to bear the intense reaction her body was going thru.

When Salman realized what had happened, he withdrew his hand, and Roze sat down, panting, on the edge of the large double bed. He paused for a moment, took one look at me…, I had got rid of my clothes by then and was rubbing my own dick…., then he turned around and started rearranging the pillows lying on the bed, one on top of the other. My heart leaped as I realized what he was preparing for.