Adultery Old Man and Indian Wife by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He then pushed my head down really hard. I gagged as the head of dick dick pushed against the back of my throat. But he pushed my head down harder. Instinctively, my body moved to accommodate the intrusion. I felt my back rise high upside down, aligning my throat with his dick. My body was bent into an arch at its waist, with my knees on the couch. It was working though because I felt the thick cock slide down my throat.

It felt oddly intrusive. But even with my throat I could only take in about 90% of the dick. Alan finally decided that he had fucked my throat enough and let go. I pulled head off the dick and inhaled loudly. Then I broke into an uncontrollable coughing fit. I felt sick, as if I would throw up all the alcohol I had been drinking.

"You liked that, didn't you?" Alan asked.

I shook her head. That had almost made me throw up.

"Not you. This dickwad sitting here. You liked watching your wife take my whole dick down her throat like a sword swallower, didn't you?"

I looked at Pavan who stayed silent and kept staring at me. I was sitting on my knees on the couch, topless and trying to catch my breath.

"Well, then you're gonna love what I do to her next."

Alan got up and pulled my hair again. He was pulling me towards the side of the couch. I moved my knees along the couch cushion until they hit the armrest.

"What you have here, my friend, is a slut. And I will show you how a slut is to be handled."

Alan said and pulled my head over the side of the couch armrest. I felt a jerk in my beck, but the momentum from his hand made me fall over the armrest, and my face was inches off the ground. This sudden surge of rough handling set my juices running again and I looked up at Pavan, thinking about the sight he saw. To him, i must have made a particularly obscene sight. I felt my boobs hanging upside down rubbing my cheek. I felt that if I reached my tongue out a little, I could lick my own nipples.

I put my hands on the floor, and with my knees on the couch, I felt like I was in a stable, if unusual position. I sensed that my butt was the highest part of my body. The skirt had fallen over my back, so it was just my panties keeping my butt hidden. Well, not for long.

"You know why she is a slut?"

Alan said, and I felt him put his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pull. The panties slid down to my knees, exposing my naked butt to Alan for the first time ever. I lifted my knees enabling Alan to take my panties off completely. And there I was. Naked, exposed, and at the mercy of an old man I had dismissed as a deluded old kook just hours ago. How rapidly life changes.

The deluded old kook was now acting like my rightful master, lording over my nearly naked body that he had arranged the way it pleased him. With my ass raised up like that. Addressing my wimpy husband who sat there as if watching a porno.

"Because only a slut...."

Alan continued and spanked my right asscheek hard Without the fabric of the panties, the impact of his fingers really stung and I squealed.

"..lets an old geezer like me...."

SMACK! SMACK! Two more loud and stinging spanks.

"....play with her cooch..."

SMACK! SMACK! More spanks. That felt good. And I actually blushed at his use of the word 'cooch'. When he had said it before, I had thought it uncouth. Now I thought it pervertedly sexy.

"...in front of her husband."

And he spanked me really hard a half a dozen more times. My ass cheeks were hurting from the onslaught and some tears welled up in my eyes. But I didn't feel like crying. the tears were just my body's involuntary reaction to the pain, which I had actually enjoyed. I was breathless with the spanking though. And I imagined my white ass must have gone red with the spanks. I kept my palms firmly on the ground, moved my knees and squirmed a little, making my asscheeks jiggle.