Adultery Indian Wife and Her College Friend by yajiv132

[Ramesh_Rocky]

We kissed hard as Shriya squeezed my cock over my shorts. I put my hand inside her saree and inched it up to her swelling boobs. To my surprise, she didn't resist as I started squeezing her hot and heavy boobs. She started moaning audibly now, glancing at Sriram, sitting there rubbing his cock, watching me fondle here body. Her eyes were trained on his cock as she put my hand over her boobs and pressed them into her soft flesh. Her saree was still covering her body so Sriram couldn't see her boobs, but he would have known that I was pressing them right there, just beyond his sight.

When I pinched her nipple through her blouse, Shriya gave a small moan and came to her senses. She got up and adjusted her saree. She smiled at Sriram and said, "Hope you enjoyed the show!"

He complained saying, "I didn't get to see anything."

"What you got to see is enough! And you can't tell me that you didn't like what you saw!" She pointed to his cock.

Sriram grinned and said, "Yes it was very hot! How was it for you?"

Shriya just blushed and slightly licked her lips.

"Let me massage you now," said Sriram. I was alert - did massage mean something else today? Shriya consented and Sriram strode over to our couch. He was much more confident, and directly stripped Shriya of her pallu. She was looking like a goddess standing there with her milky cleavage jutting out, and her soft waist waiting to be squeezed. This was the first time some other guy had stripped any part of her clothing.

But Sriram did not stop there. He put both his hands on her milky waist and pulled her to him. Then he rotated her so that her back was facing him. He moved in, rubbing his cock on her ass. He started undoing her blouse. Shriya just stood there with her eyes closed enjoying it all. Soon he had unhooked her three blouse buttons. Now Shriya stopped him and turning around, slowly shrugged off the blouse, off her shoulders so that it was only covering her boobs, supported by her hands.

She looked at me and I read carnal lust and animal desire in her face. This wasn't the shy wife I knew at all. She glanced again at his cock, and slowly dropped the blouse onto the floor. For the first time, Shriya was in just her bra in front of a man other than her husband. But even with all the horniness, some measure of shyness attacked her and she covered her boobs with her hands. But Sriram wasn't going to let go, and she shivered as she felt his hand on her bra hook.

Sriram unhooked her bra and smoothly slid it off her shoulders. Shriya stood there for a moment, unsure, with her bra still clutched to her heaving breasts. With one last look at me she slowly let it fall to the ground, becoming topless for the first time before another guy. But she was still with her back to Sriram.

Sriram slowly turned her around and eased apart her hands. "I've been wanting to see these beauties ever since I first saw you in a low neck salwar at college," he breathed.

Shriya closed her eyes and let him move her hands, exposing her milky breasts.

"Oh Shriya, they are even more sexy than I imagined," said Sriram and slowly put his hands on her breasts.

Shriya moaned as he touched her sensitive boobs. Sriram looked at me and at my hard-on and then started massaging my wife's boobs in front of me.

"How does it feel?" Sriram asked her.

"Oh it feels so good Sriram. Your hands are so rough and strong. Squeeze me more, please. Squeeze harder"

Sriram wasn't done teasing. "Is it better than when your husband touches you?"

Shriya moaned, "Mmm yes."

"Why don't you tell him that?"

Shriya looked at me, with guilt and pleasure mixed on her face.

"Oh Varun, I'm so sorry. But I can't resist this. My entire boobs fit in the palm of his hands. His hands feel so much better on my boobs. Oh god mmmmm."

I stood watching, with an almost surreal feel. Here he was, coolly squeezing her boobs in our living room, and she was letting him! Shriya grabbed his head and pulled them onto her boobs, imploring him to suck her fleshy tits. He started to slowly nibble on her nipples, making Shriya moan even louder. She is very sensitive in her boobs, and any mouth action sends her over the edge. I watched as she moaned her head from side to side, holding his head tight against her boobs as he ravaged her chest.