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

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Satisfied with the pillows, he turned again to Rozi, leaned towards her, putting his arms round her, kissed her softly on the mouth and told her, gently, to lie down on the bed, brushing his hands against her tits again as he withdrew. Rozi just nodded slightly and like an obedient dog (or bitch!), did as he said, her head propped up a little on the pillows. Once he had her where he wanted, he got up on the bed himself, settling himself on his knees near her outstretched feet. He then took hold of her feet one by one and placed them on his, touching her neatly pedicured toes as he did so. I realized that he hadn’t been boasting about his sexual escapades. This was certainly not a guy who had never fucked a woman before.

Roze responded by hoisting her hips up a little and opening up her thighs, a posture that brought into light her wet, neatly shaven pussy (she ALWAYS keeps it shaven, though I don’t mind a bush as well), white on the outer rims and pink like a rose on the inside. Salman’s cock had lost none of its stiffness, and holding hips with both hands, he brought the tip of his cock to her pussy hole, his pre-cum touching and mixing with Rozi’s own wetness. He just needed one push to enter her well-lubricated, mature pussy.

With one swift stroke he was all the way in. He stayed like that for a second or two, looking at Rozi’s face, awaiting her reaction. She looked into his eyes and though she said it silently, still there was no doubt about what words her lips formed: `fuck me’ was what she said, and fuck her he did! Withdrawing his cock almost to the tip, he plunged in her again, harder….., drawing a noise from her, then repeated the action again, and again…, each time quicker, and harder, until he was really giving it to her, pacing his strokes well.

I watched, fascinated, as my own student fucked my wife in front of me, right on the bed we had made love hundreds of times. I watched as my wife wrapped her legs around his back, and held his ass firmly with her hands, increasing the force of each push. I watched, mesmerized, as his hips bounced between my wife’s legs, and his hard, thick rod kept disappearing inside my wife and kept resurfacing again. This was utterly mind blowing…., nothing like I’d ever even imagined in my wildest fantasies.

I watched as my wife put her arms around him and pressed him towards her, so that he was not lying on top of her, in her arms, his chest crushing her breasts…., and then, his mouth sought hers…., their lips met, fiercely, urgently…, opening up and letting their tongues explore each other’s mouth from the inside…, in a long, passionate French kiss. He was not just fucking her; he was making love to her….., they were like two lovers, totally oblivious to any other presence in the room.

As good as it was, I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He was fast building up to a climax. Indeed, within probably a minute (though it seemed like an eternity), he abruptly stopped after a thrust, his face contorting to an expression of what could either be construed as immense pain or pleasure, first his entire body tensed, his back almost in building an arch, then he let go…., with one of the loudest, most satisfying noises of `aaahh…’ that I’ve ever heard. And he was really letting go…., I mean, he came in a gush…, his body undergoing spasm after spasm, as his balls emptied their contents thru his penis into my wife’s vagina, while she held on to him tightly, whispering “yes, yes…,” again and again.