Adultery Fucking Friend’s Wife Preeti

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Ridhima got up from her place and sat beside me. “Let’s have group sex!” Ridhima said. She smiled and while saying that moved her hands on my breasts roughly. That was erotic and her touch stirred me with a strange sensation. Yet I was not so drunk.

I removed her hands from my breasts in disagreement. Ridhima straightaway took off her t-shirt and threw it away. No words, truly speaking friends I don’t have any words to describe the state of my mind at that moment. Till then for me, it was just that Arun is crazy about Ridhima.

He has always ended up fucking me after meeting her on such drink and dine parties. I knew that Deepak is also crazy about me. Ridhima has shared this truth with me. But anyhow I could not imagine these two along with Ridhima can think of being so nasty.

Ridhima was wearing a white color stylish bra. After looking in my eyes with a smile she turned to see my husband. No wonder seeing her fair breasts caged in tight bra Arun smiled with evident lust in his eyes. Seeing his reaction I screamed and got up from my place.

With me, everyone got up. As I moved a bit close to Arun, holding my wrist he pulled me and wrapped his arm around my waist. No time to think as everything was running fast. I was yet not out of the shock of what Ridhima just did. Arun lifted my t-shirt and managed to take it out.

I once again screamed in shock. Without looking at Ridhima and Deepak, I tried to get my t-shirt back from my husband. But he threw it away. We both females were topless now. But with the entirely different mindset, me in shock and Ridhima in pleasure.

Before I would have thought about rushing towards my t-shirt, Ridhima came from behind and bumped into me. “Let’s do it!” she spoke and her hands once again squeezed my breasts rough and hard. I puffed in low voice but tried to get away from her.

Arun blocked my movement. “Let’s do it!” he too spoke the same words. He reached to my waist to unbutton my jeans. “Please, Arun, what are you doing?” saying that I removed his hands from my waist. But before I could do that, Ridhima drifted straps of my bra down from my shoulder.

I shouted again and for an instant saved my breasts from getting exposed. But the next instant Arun grabbed me from my waist. Clenching me hard against his chest and started kissing me. He was my husband but it was weird. I resisted but failed to stop him.

After a minute, I started responding to his kiss. “Aaj hum group sex karenge.” after kissing me Arun did not ask me, he told me that. With that, he moved his hands on my back to unhook my bra. I was yet not prepared. I tried to stop him. He asked me to turn and see Ridhima “Ridhima ko dekho.”

I turned and I was shocked to see her standing just in her panty. Next Ridhima smiled and moved ahead. She once again clenched my breasts from behind and said, “Aaj hum dono cars hai aur ye dono ek dusre ki car chalyenge.” (Today we are cars and they will drive each other’s cars).

I was not willing but I was drunk. And hearing Ridhima’s words I felt losing control over myself. Ridhima continued squeezing my breasts from behind after removing my bra completely. I did not protest much when my husband unbuttoned my jeans.

I was already topless and soon my jeans also went down to my feet. Ridhima did that. Seeing my uneasiness, Arun smiled a bit and once again kissed me long and deep. Mentally I was yet not completely into the act. But I was getting aroused with every passing moment.