Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

There was one were very nervous person that evening in that motel room that warm Friday evening a few weeks later. I was the one! And even though the room was comfortably cool, I was sweating like a horse as I sat in the faded green plastic scoop chair by the side of the bed. You see true to her word, Samina had invited me to see her next big encounter.

The man who sat on the bed next to Samina was smiling. His name was Tony, a man from our gym who had been flirting a lot with Samina lately, dropping some very obvious hints that he was quite attracted to her. You see, for the past several weeks, because of our conflicting work schedules, we were not going to the gym together, but rather we would go whenever the opportunity presented itself.
Samina told me that she too was quite attracted to Tony, and felt that if she approached him, he would be more than willing to date her. However she promised me that she would inform him of the fact that should they go to bed, I would be present to watch. In the end that's exactly how it happened. One day while they were working out and he was spotting for her, Samina casually dropped a hint that she had an open Friday coming up, and would not mind ideas for what to do. Well that was all the encouragement Tony needed. They went out for dinner and movie that Friday, and set up a coffee date for the following Wednesday.
It was then that she mentioned her willingness to go to bed with him, but only on the condition that I be there to watch.
"I don't do stuff with guys," Tony said gruffly, not happy that I would be present.
"Neither does he!" Said Samina
"Then why doesn't he fuck you himself?" Tony asked.
"Well he does, but he also loves seeing me fuck other men!" She explained.
"Hmm, OK, I'll meet you two somewhere," Tony agreed. "We can get to know each other and if we all feel comfortable about it, we can go from there."
"As long as he can watch - I mean, he has to be in the same room," She reaffirmed "For his sake. That's okay, isn't it?"
"Oh yeah," Tony added with a laugh. "That's the way I like it. So long as he does not touch me I'm fine with it. Matter of fact, it turns me on to have the husband in the room there watching as I pleasure his wife in ways he can't even dream of. Guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist!"
Samina came home that evening and told me all that had happened, and I have tried to capture the essential parts faithfully, above.
"I love you," Samina had told me, after I finally had gotten her to admit that, while she said she adored me, there was something missing sexually. She always denied it, but I suspected that her dissatisfaction was because of the size of my penis, and my staying power. Which while not all that bad, was nothing compared to some of what she had seen in her lovers. Recently I had noticed that she had started to occasionally bring up the subject, but almost always a joke, never seriously. And while she could not be sure that Tony was well hung, she did mention that his shorts always appeared to nicely packed.
After a somewhat awkward, but fairly pleasant dinner with Tony, with me sitting across from Samina and our new acquaintance, he whispered something in my wife's ear and excused himself to go to the bathroom.
"What do you think?" Samina looked at me with questioning eyes.
"He seems nice enough," I said, trying to sound confident.
"He looks like Rocky, a little," Samina suggested, noticing that Tony had a resemblance to the Italian Stallion of the boxing movies. "He seems to have a good body too. Construction, he said?"
"Yes," I said. "You look like very petite next to him" I said. Tony was at least a foot taller than her, and maybe 100 pounds heavier, almost all of it muscle "What did he say to you before he left?"
"He said that if we were still interested we should let him know when he got back," Samina said. "He said no hard feelings if we aren't - you know, but he said he - uh - liked me."
"He said he liked you?"
"He said..." Samina admitted, trying to find a way to delicately relay what she had been told. "Tony said he thinks I'm sexy and if I say the word he plans on fucking me all night long, even though he is not entirely comfortable with you being there to watch. But if that was the condition under which I would go to bed with him, he would gladly accept it. "
"Talking about me?" came the friendly voice of Tony, who reappeared as if on cue and slid into the seat beside my wife.
"Uh - yes," I admitted sheepishly. "As a matter of fact we were."
"And?"
I looked over at Samina, who looked first back at me, and then at Tony whose eyes had followed mine over to my wife, my indication that it was up to her. Taking a deep breath, Samina nodded yes, biting her lower lip as she did.
"You don't look scared." Tony said. "You have done this sort of think before haven't you?" He smiled
We both shook our heads no, which made Tony smile wider.
“True,” said Samina, “but this is the first time it actually planned, the previous times it just happened.”
"Good. Being scared would have made things a little more difficult" Tony said, reaching over and patting my wife's hand, his huge hairy paw making Samina's hand disappear.
"I think it's more a case of your size that's got my wife a bit nervous," I said, and started to explain that I meant the fact that at about 6'4" and 210-220 pounds or so, he looked twice the size of my petite Samina, but he misunderstood what I meant.
"That's right," Tony said. "You did say that you were looking for somebody with a large build, didn't you?"
As I sat there just a couple of feet away, Tony took Samina's hand and after looking around the restaurant, very subtly moved it under the table with his. It was obvious what he was doing and where his hand was heading, and it was just as clear from Samina's face when her hand got placed on Tony's crotch.
"How's that?" Tony said with a smile as Samina's eyes grew wide behind her glasses and her throat heaved with what seemed like a difficult swallow. "Satisfied?"
Our eyes met as Samina's head bobbed up and down quickly. It was happening there right in front of me. Tony had put Samina's hand on his crotch and she was doing something to him, and not being forced to either because Tony's hand had left hers and came up to the table top.
Startled, Samina quickly pulled her hand away after it occurred to her that whatever she had been doing she was doing on her own, and that got Tony to chuckle.
"Guess we better get going," I said, calling for the check. Samina's reactions had told me that this was probably the largest cock she had ever felt. Also, while Paco and Steve had been bigger than me in the penis department, theirs were not obscenely bigger. Samina had mentioned that one of the guys at I's was very very large, while the others were just bigger than me. With Tony, it appeared that she was venturing into uncharted territory.
As we walked out to the parking lot, I fell in behind Samina and Tony, who had his arm around her,as if she were his. “Is that how it goes, I wondered as we went to our separate cars for the short ride to the motel. Did I just give up my wife to this stranger for the night?”
"What were you doing under the table?" I asked Samina as we drove off with Tony right behind us.
"He put my hand on him," Samina said. "On the inside of his thigh."
"You were stroking his cock through his pants?" I asked and Samina nodded.
"He's big, isn't he?" I asked, not knowing what answer I wanted to hear. "He's got a big cock, right? A lot bigger than mine?"
"We don't have to do this," Samina said. "This was really your idea."
"You want to though, don't you?" I asked, and when Samina didn't answer I put my hand on her thigh and worked it under her skirt.
"Umer....." Samina whimpered as my hand brushed against the cotton panties briefly.
"You're wet," I said calmly before taking my hand out and grabbing her hand to bring it over to my lap, and after I had her grip the bulge in my slacks, which was much smaller but no less hard, I told her it was alright to be excited.
I kissed Samina before we climbed out of the car and went up to Room 124, and by the time I got the door opened Tony was beside us with a small satchel in his hand.
Tony removed a bottle of Chivas Regal from the case and after pouring Samina and himself a drink, said he was going to freshen up a bit. He grabbed me by the arm and led me away from Samina, whispering in my ear as he did.
"Get her ready for me, Umer," Tony said. "And remember, you watch and that's it. She's mine for the night now!"
I nodded and watched Tony go into the bathroom. From the other side of the door I could hear the shower being turned on, and I went over to Samina, who still looked like a deer in the headlights.
"Let's get you ready," I heard my voice squeak as I began to undress my wife for Tony.
"You look nervous," Samina smiled at me.
"I am a little." I said. "It feels so strange this time, almost like we are doing this for the first time. And in a way I guess it is, we have never planned one of these encounters before, they just happened. Which is why they were easier to do, I guess, we really did not have time to think and analyze, we just did it!" And Samina smiled in agreement.
I lifted the blouse over my wife's head and undid her bra, and as the padded 34C harness came off, Samina's hands instinctively came up and covered her perfectly shaped breasts, the large aureoles that covered so much of the teats puffed up and her crimson nipples erect.
"Don't hide them. They're beautiful," I assured her as I took off her skirt and panties, which were almost dripping wet.
Now Samina was naked, her petite waif-like body still looking wonderful in the soft light. I fluffed the faint wisp of black hair that grew around her opening, I shuddered at what was going to happen to that tiny cleft of a pussy.
"Wish I had brought something sexier," Samina said as she raised her arms to allow me to put on the mint green nightie.
I noticed that her satiny smooth underarms were glistening with sweat when she raised her arms, and even the back of her neck was damp, where her short blonde locks ended.
"It's not going to stay on that long," I told her as the shower got turned off. "Try to remember what we talked about."
I ran over and ripped off my clothes, throwing on my pyjamas and jumping into the chair while trying to hide my erection and look casual. The bathroom door opened and Tony came into the room, the steam that billowed behind him making him look like a performer making an entrance.
Wearing only a hotel towel that was so skimpy that it barely made it around his waist, Tony merely glanced in my direction before heading over to my wife, who looked greedily at him. Like I said before, she was at a level in our relationship that I had not reached as yet. Where she was completely comfortable, and looking forward to the evening, I was a nervous wreck, not sure what to feel.
Tony's body was as muscular as it had seemed to be, with the only real flaw I could see being a little thickness in the waist. His shoulders and chest were broad, and his biceps were massive. Below the towel, his thighs were like tree trunks and his calves bulged as he walked.
Tony had a very hairy chest, with the jet black hair looking like a rug from his neck on down, while on his smooth back was a large red and green tattoo of some kind of serpent, but while I had tried to pretend I didn't look, I had seen the bulge in the front of the moist towel just as Samina had.
Tony brought Samina over to the bed and they sat next to each other for a moment, with him whispering something in her ear before he reached over and took her face in his hands and kissed her. Samina seemed a little reluctant at first for some reason, but was soon returning the affection, and then she stood up.
"Mmmm," Tony said, as he reached over and took the hem of Samina's nightie in his hands, lifting it a little bit a first, checking out her pussy, before lifting it off of her.
Tony pulled Samina closer to him as he sat down. His mouth engulfed Samina's right breast, practically sucking on it hard, while massaging the left one. Soon Samina had a hand on was in Tony's scalp, pulling his face to her as he sucked on her teat.
Samina was shifting her weight from side to side as Tony devoured her breasts, glancing over at me as sweat poured down my face while I gripped the sides of the chair, and then Tony eased my wife down to her knees as he rose, towering over Samina like King Kong.
It was right around then that a thought occurred to me. I should just jump to my feet, grab Samina and run out the door. Go back home and go back to being a bland, 'normal; couple that we had once been , at the start of our marriage. I thought that maybe this wasn't us. I think that reaction in me was brought about by the fact that even though I had let her know that I was OK with her being with other men, all along, it was Samina who led the way. In my mind, that was not how I had intended for things to be, and now I felt, I was losing control of the situation. That made me feel very nervous. Yet in the pit of my stomach I felt that this was still the right thing to do. All these conflicting emotions were driving me mad as I watched Samina and Tony go at it. How could something look so wrong, yet feel so right? My erect penis left no doubt that at least sexually I could not find any reason to stop Samina from proceeding.
By then Samina's hands were going up to the knot in the towel, and it came open the second her fingers touched the cotton. The towel fell to the floor, making Tony naked as my wife was, and when I saw Samina's dainty hands come up and take his enormous organ by the root and give it a couple of timid pulls while bringing it to her lips, I let out a little choking sound. It was an involuntary noise I made, caused by my orgasm, which erupted in my pyjamas despite my hands still clutching the sides of the chair in a death grip. I could feel Tony's eyes on me as he stood there confidently, but my eyes were elsewhere.
Tony's cock was certainly as big as Samina had suggested, having to be at least 6 or 7" inches long as it hung down between his legs, and it added a couple of more inches, when it became fully erect a few minutes later, it still didn't make me feel any less inadequate as I felt my dripping dick shrivel.
Tony wasn't circumcised, which made it look even more intimidating, and the foreskin covered most of the beet-red glans of his cock before Samina peeled it back with her fists. Her eyes met mine for the briefest of seconds before her mouth opened wide and took in the bulbous head of his penis.
She was doing it. Sucking this virtual stranger's cock with and enthusiasm that she had done on mine. Her hands spinning and pulling at what her mouth could not take in, I watched Tony's bronze manhood begin to stiffen as Samina's lips slid up and down him, her saliva making it glisten.
Tony was smiling, his eyes focused on me as much as Samina, and then he pulled his tool out of Samina's mouth, encouraging her to work over his balls, which dangled low in their furry sac. Samina bent lower and licked at his nuts while Tony dropped his cock on top of her head. I felt my own penis shrivel up even more, as I watched with rapt attention, the scene unfolding in from of me. Clearly, Samina was as much a willing, and happy participant, as Tony was. My presence there did not seem to matter to her, as it did to Tony, who constantly shot triumphant glances my way.
After his balls had been worked over, Tony put his cock back in Samina's mouth and encouraged her to go further down the veined shaft. Her overstretched mouth was making it about half way down the length of him, and his hands were on the back of her head, his fingers running through her hair while he coaxed her lips further down.
Samina used to brag about being able to deep throat me, but there was no way she was going to be able to do that with what had to be around 9 inches of cock. Gasping for air, my wife pulled away from the cock and licked at the tender opening, the knob dripping with her spit and his pre-cum.
Reaching down under her arms, Tony lifted Samina up and put her on the bed, spreading her thighs apart, as he climbed up top of her, and starting kissing her, his cock resting along her slit. Watching from behind, all I could see was the hairy crack of Tony's ass and the underside of his massive nuts, which swung around wildly kissed Samina.
I moved my chair around so I could see better, and watched Samina clutching at the bedding while arching her neck and moving her head from side to side as Tony loudly lapped at her sex. The next thing I knew, I was on my knees beside the bed, looking over at my wife as she tried to wrap her legs around Tony and pull him inside of her.
I thought Samina was about to cum when Tony suddenly raised up onto his knees. For a second I thought he was going to tell me to go sit back down where I was, but instead he just knelt there between Samina's legs, his enormous cock swaying in front of him as he moved in closer while I knelt there helplessly. He took his cock in his hand, and guided the head of it to my wife's wet opening, the fat head of his manhood looking as big as an apple as he worked it up and down Samina's slit, before pushing forward.
"Relax baby," Tony said as Samina cried out when the glans squeezed inside of her. "That's it. Oh man Samina, you're so tight."
Samina looked like she was about to go into a trance. Her face red and every vein and muscle in her neck and shoulders bulging as Tony slowly impaled her with his over-sized member. I watched the bronze weapon gradually disappear into Samina as she groaned, thrashing her arms around, her eyes glazing over, and a loud”ooooohhhhh” hiss escaping her lips.
Samina's hand came near me, and I instinctively grabbed her sweaty palm for a second as Tony began moving in and out of her pussy. He didn't have all of it in yet, but the 6" or so that he was using was driving her crazy. Samina yanked her hand out of mine and grabbed at Tony, squeezing his muscular shoulders while I leaned back and watched, my hand working over my re-energized dick.
The first time I watched my wife have an orgasm that evening, was strange moment. I didn't feel any jealously at all, but it was like I was sharing her pleasure as she made sounds that I never heard from her when we had sex, actually not even heard her make with Paco, or Steve.
When our eyes met, Samina looked dazed, like she had just gone twelve rounds with a prize fighter, but that wasn't the end of it, not by a long shot. Tony was like a machine, his cock like a piston as he worked it inside of my wife harder and deeper, the slapping sounds of their sweaty bodies colliding echoing in the little motel room.