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

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Soon as we moved back to our bedroom, we took off our bathing gowns and hit the mattress. None of us said a word as I climbed on top of her, inserting my cock, aching with desire, inside her pussy, still wet but nothing like it was when I had entered immediately after Salman had emptied his load. I didn’t mind though. The need was too great, too urgent. There was no attempt at foreplay or prolonging the sex – she’d already been fucked twice anyway…., I came hard after roughly a dozen strokes or so, in gushes, her vagina filling up with a load of sperm for the third time that night, all from a different cock.


Once the panting had seized and my heartbeat had returned to normal, lying on her side, I asked her why she didn’t let me fuck her in front of Salman and Tariq. Turning towards me, she said,
“You might have felt guilty afterwards, once the sex was over, and you had satisfied your own desire….., for all I know, this is the way you may actually be feeling now.”
I considered her point and, in all honesty, told her that I didn’t feel that way.
“So what kind of a husband actually feels good about watching his wife get fucked by other men?” she asked. Though the question was critical, to my relied, there was more genuine curiosity in her voice than anger.

There was no need to hide anything any longer, for better or worse. I told her everything: my fantasies about watching her expose herself in front of other men, even watching her have sex with them….., etc.
She listened silently. But I could tell she was still puzzled and making a sincere effort to understand.
“At first” she said, “I thought it might be your way of opening me up to the idea of you having sex with other women in future, but somehow, I don’t even think that’s the case…, though if it is” she warned, hurriedly, “be under no illusion that I would ever allow you to bring two of your female students in the house and have sex with them here.”

I assured her that this was far from the case, “Even” I remarked, lightly, “if I were to find two female students who would be willing to have sex with a middle-aged professor.”
“Well” she said, turning to the other side, “if two young men can find the idea of having sex with a professor’s middle-aged wife so exciting, you can always get lucky.”
I laughed, kissed her lightly on the head, whispered “I love you” in her ear, and placing my hand over her naked ass, shut my eyes to go to sleep…., while part of my mind thought about the next day: it was going to be a Sunday and since our son was still at her aunt’s, we had the house to ourselves…., it seemed almost certain the boys were going to visit us again tomorrow. I could already feel my cock stirring at the thought!