Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Samina came again, and by then she had been pushed across the bed until her head and shoulders were hanging off the edge, while Tony relentlessly pounded into her. How could he do it? How could a man keep going like this, I wondered. And how lucky was he that not only was he hung like a horse, he knew how to use it too! I could not help but feel inferior and jealous. That look on her face, those deep sighs and moans of pleasure, I had not once been able to incite from her, and yet here she was showing that she was perfectly capable of making them, given the right circumstance. Puspha's words haunted me again, “some men have it, you don't!”

My cum was on the floor in front of me, a result of joining my wife in her last orgasm, and now. For the second time that night, I had cum without touching myself, something that had never happened before tonight. Tony was getting ready to cum himself, as he slowed his thrusting down.
"Gonnaaaa cuuuuum," Tony cried out, as he looked down between Samina's legs, where most of his thick, veiny cock was buried deep inside her pussy. I saw Samina's body twitch as Tony groaned, no doubt sending his seed deep into my wife as she clutched his biceps hard.
It was over. Tony slowly pulled his deflating cock out of Samina and stayed positioned between her spread thighs, his hands moving up and down her silky legs as his cock hung limply down.
"That was good, babe," Tony said. "We're going to have some fun tonight."
I looked at Samina, who looked like a drowned rat as she welcomed Tony with open arms when he bent over and kissed her before getting up and waddling over to the Chivas Regal and pouring them another drink.
"You okay honey?" I whispered while trying to brush the hair off of the side of her head where is was plastered, and she gave me a weak little smile in return.
My eyes travelled down her frail looking body, which was dripping wet from the sweat - sweat of the two of them - and between her legs. Her poor little pussy was still open, the gaping hole red and distressed while a tiny stream of semen trickled out of her.
"I'll leave you two alone for a minute," Tony said, looking over at me. "I know what you want."
I didn't. I really didn't at that point, I thought Samina would probably like to be left to her own thoughts, as she recovered from those intense orgasms, and I felt like I was almost intruding on her. But when I heard the bathroom door close behind Tony I found myself climbing onto the bed and assuming the same position that Tony had earlier. My semi-turgid dick fell into Samina's gaping, wet hole, and I don't even think she knew I was inside her at first.
"I love you so much," I said, feeling the fluids inside of Samina around my dick, and if I hadn't just cum a little while ago I would have again.
Instead, I just lay there as Samina's hands went up and down my arms while my cock swam in the ocean created by their lovemaking. Climbing off of the bed, I went over to the bottle of scotch, and helped myself to a shot as Tony came back into the room.
Tony looked over at me, and it was then that I realized that my pyjamas were on the floor beside the bed and I was standing there, as naked as they both were. I saw his eyes look over at my dick, which had never looked smaller than it did now, and while Tony didn't laugh, I could see a little smirk in the corner of his mouth as he surveyed my equipment
As much as I was totally absorbed in seeing Samina was being ravished, I wondered if she might be willing to put an end to these activities. For the first time, I felt my ego threatened. But at the same time, there was this rather reluctant acceptance that I could not give her what Tony had. This I think was the first wall to come tumbling down. And that fact that I did not resist it as hard I could have, I think spoke volumes about where my mind stood.
At home, once was usually it, but this wasn't the Samina of home. This woman, while perhaps looking to me like she had enough sex for the night, clearly hadn't, any more than her new lover did. It was obvious that for the man, who reeked of virility, once was not nearly enough but had merely served as an appetizer.
They were going at it again in less than a half hour, and now Tony was more restrained, driving Samina to new heights as he used his weapon masterfully while making her orgasm again and again. She was like a rag doll in his hands, being manipulated in all kinds of positions to suit his fancy, while I sat back in the plastic chair and stroked my dick.
It seemed like hours before Tony shot his load into my wife again, and after he rolled off of her I was certain it was over for the night. Instead, Tony slipped on his slacks and announced that he was going outside for a breath of fresh air.
I could understand that, because the room was like a sauna, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex, and as Tony left I watched Samina get up off the bed, or at least try to. Her thighs were bowed apart, and she walked like she had just gotten off a horse, while I could see the juices drooling out of her pussy and onto the insides of her thighs and the floor. None of the previous times that I had seen her getting fucked, had come close to preparing me for what I had witnessed that night. It was a truly eye-opening experience, one which told me that it was almost impossible for us to go back to being a 'normal' couple. In a way it was almost a sense of relief, as in my heart of hearts I knew that was the right thing to do, no matter how much I fought it!
"Let me help you," I said, jumping up and grabbing Samina around her shoulders and helping her to the bathroom. I stood inside with her as she gingerly sat down on the toilet and let loose with a torrent of pee while looking up at me with a smile.
"Did he hurt you? I asked, noticing the way she was grimacing with every movement, but she shook her head no.
"It's good, isn't it?" I asked. "Sex with Tony, I mean."
"Yes, it is. How about you? How do you feel?" Samina countered.
"I'm happy if you're happy," I responded. "I can't believe how many times you've cum."
"Me neither," Samina said meekly.
"Is that it?" I asked. "Is he going to leave now?"
"No," Samina said. "He told me he's staying the night."
"Oh," I answered, not realizing that.
"He wants to...," Samina said before stopping as she stood up.
"Wants to what?"
"He wants to have sex with me - another way," Samina replied.
"Another way?"
"You know," Samina said, scrunching up her face. "He wants to fuck my ass!"
The thought of that horrified me, and I immediately told her that she didn't have to do that.
"I know. That's what I told him," Samina said.
"Good," I said. "You don't want to, do you?"
"No," Samina said, but her answer wasn't the assertive no that meant that it was totally out of the question, but more like something she had thought about and might still be considering, with her only fear the size of his penis.
I still remembered the way Samina carried on when she had let me take her anally a few times in the early months of our marriage, and if what I had used on her hurt her like she said it did, I shuddered at the thought of something like Tony's cock pounding deep into her rectum.
The two of them had sex once again, and that made three orgasms for Tony and myself, and who knows how many for Samina. After they finished, I excused myself and went in to take a shower, and when I returned to the room the lights were off and the only illumination came from the lights outside that snuck in through the blinds.
The bed they had been using was empty, and the two of them were under the sheet of the previously unused bed, giggling as they nuzzled in the dark. Clearly, I was expected to lay in the other bed, the one they had used all night.
The sheets were covered with all sorts of bodily fluids, now cold against my skin as I crawled into bed and tried to fall asleep, staring over at my wife and her lover in the semi-darkness. My eyes were accustomed to the dimness of the room when I saw the sheet come off of the two of them. A glance over at the clock revealed that it was 2:30 in the morning, which meant I had been staring at the other bed for over two hours.
Samina knelt in front of Tony, his cock was standing straight up in the air, looking like a monolith in Samina's grasp, and then she bowed her head and began to go down on him. The dark brown mop-top was bobbing up and down, her fists spinning as she sucked his cock reckless abandon, as if nothing else in the world mattered to her.
Silently, I rolled out from under the sheets and crawled over to the side of their bed, my face just a few inches from Tony's hairy thigh as Samina sucked him hard and fast. She hadn't seen me there at first, and I realized from his body movements that she was going to make him cum, and furthermore it was clear that she was going to do something she had never done for me. I do not mean that she had never given me a blow job, its just that she had never let me cum in her mouth, but apparently she had no such qualms about Tony!
Samina finally saw me staring at them just before Tony came, and while she averted her eyes from mine she didn't stop and he erupted in her mouth. Her lips kept going up and down his cock while trickles of semen began drooling out of the corners of her mouth. I felt very strongly jealous, but also felt another emotion - and it was an emotion that I never inadequacy.
Maybe Samina sensed this, because as she let Tony's limp cock flop onto his belly she leaned over toward me. "I love you," Samina said so softly that it was almost like she was communicating telepathically as she mouthed the words while her face came over to mine.
I looked inside of that mouth, the teeth glittering with their usual pearly white brilliance, and saw the cum which coated her tongue and gums, she wiggled her tongue and showed me Tony's cum swirl around in her mouth, before she swallowed it all in one big gulp, then licked her lips to take in what was there. I thought I would explode in another orgasm there and then.
I went back to my cum-stained bed while Samina cuddled with Tony. The aroma of their sex filled my senses, and as they slept I jerked off, adding my seed to that of Tony's and my wife, which had already saturated the bedding beneath me.
The next morning, when I woke up the motel room was empty, but there was a sound coming from the bathroom. I got out of bed and went to over there to investigate. Tony was in there, fully dressed for the most part. As my wife would tell me later, he was preparing to leave when he saw something that he couldn't resist, the sight of Samina heading to the shower.
Samina was naked and bent over, her hands bracing herself on the tub in front of her, while Tony fucked her from behind. For a minute I thought that Tony was taking her ass, like he had wanted to, but he was just fucking her doggie style. He was quick and rather brutal, holding my petite wife up by the hips and skewering her with his massive cock while Samina grunted with every deep thrust. Tony growled as he came, and after letting her go, gave her a kiss of the cheek and gave me a playful slug on my arm before brushing by me and out of the room.
"Wasn't my idea," Samina said as she looked at me with a guilty expression.
"You could have said no," I suggested, and Samina only shrugged as she turned on the shower.
"Later for that," I snapped, grabbing my wife by the arm and bringing her into the main room.
I could see the fear in her eyes as she saw a side of me she wasn't familiar with, and actually raised her arm to shield her face as she must have thought for a second that was going to do the unthinkable - to hit her. But I kissed her hard, and she kissed back.
“I love you so much I said. And I am so happy that you enjoyed yourself. I wish I could pleasure you like that!” I said looking deep into her eyes.
“Darling, I love you too. And it does not matter that you cannot pleasure me like Tony, or Paco, or Steve, or I and friends did. You make up for it in so many other ways. You have given me the freedom to enjoy myself with no fear of upsetting you. That to me means more than anything else. I love you!” Samina kissed me again, and I could only smile at her, but inside I was feeling wonderful. I don't think she had any idea just how much her words reassured me, strengthened my resolve, but also confirmed that the point of no return was fast approaching, if in fact it had not already been crossed.
On the way home, I asked Samina, "maybe we can see Tony again?"
"I don't think so," Samina said. "He told me that he only did couples one time and that was it. He likes fresh meat, I guess. So that was it for me, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless I agree to let him take me anally," Samina said after taking a deep breath. "He said he would agree to meet me again for that."
"Oh?" What else did he say? About us getting together again maybe?"
"That was it," Samina said, but then added. "He did say that he thought you were queer, or bisexual because of the way you were looking at him. He told me that's the way it is with most couples he parties with. He said the guy..."
"Go on," I said after Samina hesitated. "I want to know everything."
"He told me that the guy in these situations often wants to be with a guy and uses it as an excuse to fulfil his fantasies," Samina explained, hesitating a second before finishing. "He says that the guy almost always has a little penis too."
"Like mine?"
"Yes," Samina admitted. "Just like yours." Samina did not seem averse to saying this out loud any more. A strange thrill went through me when she said that.
"Do you think that's why I went along with this?" I asked. "To be with another guy?"
"Went along with it?" Samina challenged. "It was your idea. You set it up."
"I know," I answered. "Well?"
"You would know the answer to that better than I would."
"You want to do that again, don't you?" I asked my wife. "Be with another guy, with me watching."
"Yes," Samina told me. "I made you a promise." She was dead serious.
"Of course," I said. "I have to be there to protect you."
"Protect me?" Samina said, giggling at the thought of me as her bodyguard. "Can you imagine what Tony would do to you if he was mad? His arms are as big as your thighs."
"Guess you're right," I admitted. "If he was indeed that kind of guy he could have done what he wanted to me, and no matter how much I struggled I would have been powerless to stop him."
"What do you mean?" Samina asked. "I was talking about him being able to kick your butt."
"That's what I meant too," I said, but I wasn't all that sure what I meant anymore. But we both had a good laugh together.
While the encounter with Tony was one we will not soon forget, the one that followed was one, I am sure we will never forget.
Samina never had a shortage of potential lovers, everywhere there were many candidate. After Tony, she told me that she would select another man, whom I could watch her with. The best way she thought was for her to go out alone as much as possible. So over the next few weeks she was pretty much alone whenever she went out, whether it was to do something as simple and mundane as grocery shopping, to going to a club. She did meet quite a few men, but none of them seemed to appeal to her. You see Samina is very picky, and can afford to select the best.
Eventually she told me, she had met a suitable candidate. She gave his name as Wilson.
"You sure?" I asked. “Tell me more about him, please!”
"I'm positive! And he is 48 years old," Samina said aloud. "He is not a large man, only about 5'6" and 130 pounds or so. Still I liked him and his attitude. So I thought he was a good potential lover. Plus he has assured me of total discretion, and I believe him.”
“What, you have told him you are married?” I was shocked.
“I didn't have to darling,” Samina laughed. “He knew all along.”
“How?” I asked.
“You'll see, I promise.” Samina was being deliberately mysterious and I dropped the matter at that point. She would tell me, when she was ready to.
“He is a very nice man Umer,” Samina said sternly. “But I am a little worried about something.”
“What Samina?” I asked.
"This is probably something that....should matter, but I thought you should know he is not white." Samina explained.
"Okay, so what's the problem?" I said, naturally assuming that 'Wilson' was either black or Cuban, both races were quite common in Florida, and I really did not have any objection to Samina sleeping with them. “I don't care what his race is.”
“That's great darling!” Samina let out a sigh of relief. “Good, I can't wait for all of us to meet on Friday night!”
Our 'date' with 'Wilson' was scheduled for 8:00 pm at a local restaurant, and we reached it a little before the appointed time. We sat in a deserted corner of the lounge, nursing a couple of drinks as we watched the clock change from 8:04 to 8:05.
"Maybe we're getting stood up," I suggested.
"Maybe, but I doubt it. He is probably running late at work, I forgot to tell you, that he is a high-powered executive." Samina said, half-joking.
"Really? He sounds more and more interesting. Oh, and by the way you look sensational tonight."
Indeed, Samina looked very vibrant, and had ever since her time at Allens. Her sexual appetite had increased by leaps and bounds, as had mine, and while we were both nervous we had looked forward to tonight all week.
"Uh-oh!" I said when I saw a familiar face enter the bar and ease into a stool.
"What's wrong?" Samina asked.
"Don't turn around," I cautioned. "It's Mr. Manchanda from my office." Mr. Manchanda was the VP of research and development at my company, and was known to be a brilliant genius. And although his official portfolio was R&D, his influence was felt throughout the company, as he had significant roles in the manufacturing and marketing divisions as well. It was said that after the company CEO, he was the most important and powerful man in our company. He also enjoyed a stellar reputation, as being honest to a fault, and was known throughout the small Indo-Pak community as being a leader. He also sat on the boards of several Indo-Pak friendship committees, and had spoken and written extensively on the history of that part of the world, the subject being a hobby of his.