Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I'm looking forward to seeing them on you tomorrow night, but before that we'll have a swim, so I'll pick you up at noon if that's OK?" he replied, his voice clearly indicating a little arousal as well.

Samina gave him a quick peck on the lips as he finally withdrew his hand from inside her blouse. They both got out of the car and I could see that I was correct about Greg being aroused, as I could just see the telltale bulge at the front of his trousers as he walked in front of the car headlights.
I took Samina's new clothes, and gave Greg his car keys back. As soon as he drove off, I had Samina in my arms, passionately kissing her, pressing my rather aroused and erect penis into her groin as we cuddled and kissed. But then I quickly led her inside and to bed where for the first time this vacation, Samina specifically asked for oral sex only.
“Sorry honey, I just don't feel like sex tonight, but would love to have your tongue lick me!” Samina said in a mildly apologetic tone.
“Of course, darling,” I said, positioning myself between her legs and caressing her thighs.
“Thank you Umer, I love you so much.” Those were the last words Samina spoke to me that night, shortly after my tongue gave her an orgasm, she was fast asleep.
I lay awake replaying the incident in my mind. Samina giving Greg two more proper kisses and then asking him to give her one more. She let him put his hand inside her blouse and Greg keeping it there for a long time, fondling Samina. My wife was now truly shameless and brazen. It didn't seem to matter to her any more, as long as she liked a man, she was going to do whatever it took to get into bed with him. Good I thought. I was glad she took the initiative, both to offer him extra kisses, which he certainly had earned, and to make him kiss her goodnight properly. I have to confess I got very aroused watching her, and especially seeing his hand on her breast. But I wasn't the only one who was aroused. Greg too had caught the arousal bug! You should have seen the bulge in his trousers as he got out. I was looking forward to Samina giving him another proper kiss the next night. I loved seeing his hand on her breast! With those thoughts buzzing through my mind, I finally feel asleep.
I woke up feeling extraordinary, pleasant feelings until I realized that Samina was caressing my penis. I longed for a blow job, but for quite a while now, she seemed quite unwilling to do so. I guess after having experienced those big cocks in her mouth, she was not too keen on having a small one. Who could blame here? So I pretended to be half asleep, occasionally moaning as my penis hardened, and Samina caressed it lovingly.
Suddenly I opened my eyes, and saw Samina smiling at me. “Hmm looks like little stiffy needs attention!” She took it in her grip and squeezed hard. “Aww its so cute, the head expands a little when I squeeze.” She squeezed again. “And it looks so adorable with its head just barely being completely out of my grip.” Samina giggled.
I looked down and saw that as always, when my hard penis was in her grip only a little more than the head was out of it. It twitched, and I giggled nervously, as Samina started pulling on it. Soon she was jerking on it with varying intensity and speed. I loved feeling her soft hand pleasuring me like that. Alas all too soon, I felt that unstoppable pressure build and Samina realized that I was about to explode, she quickly grabbed some tissue paper and held it to my hole as I let out a torrent of cum, which she quickly caught in the tissue paper.
“My good deed for the day!” Samina laughed, as she cleaned up my now softening cock.
We had some instant coffee, washed up and changed. It was still early in the day, and we were not that keen on going out right away, so decided to go back to bed to nap a little. But neither one of us was really in the mood to nap, so we started making out. After exchanging several lovely and passionate kisses, I rolled Samina over so that I could kiss and finger her sex and before long we were engaging in delicious and wonderful bout of finger and oral sex.
Not long after hearing her moan with pleasure and then feeling her orgasm spread across her body, I redoubled my tongues efforts, and she shuddered. Sometime after that we actually feel asleep, and woke up with just enough time to prepare and get ready for Greg's arrival. He was taking us to his favourite beach for a swim. He knew the island quite well.
Right at noon we heard him call to us from outside the tent and we quickly joined him, both wearing our swimmers under T-shirt and shorts. Greg drove us to a lovely, fairly secluded beach, which, it being a weekday, was almost deserted. It was a warm and sunny day, so we immediately took our shorts and t-shirts off and ran into the water. We splashed, swam. and even body surfed a little for an hour or so and then the three of us made our way back to the car. Samina said she would like to rest on the beach and relax a little, rather than leave straight away, so she lay face down on her towel and undid her bikini bra.
"Will you put some sunscreen on my back please darling?" she asked me.
By this stage I was laying on a towel the other side of her, while Greg was still next to the car, so I asked him "would you mind getting the sun screen out of our bag please Greg?"
Having found it, he brought it to Samina and asked, "would you like me to put some on you?" Finally he seemed to be taking the initiative.
"Thanks, seeing my husband is too lazy, do you mind doing it?" she replied.
Greg happily smeared some cream on her back and then spread and massaged it across her shoulders and down her back. He then put some more on the backs of her legs, slowly, sensually and I could tell he was enjoying it. "Would you like me to put some on your front while my hands are still oily?" he asked her, a naughty smile on his face.
Samina just rolled over, leaving her bra top behind and Greg quickly started on her legs, ensuring they were protected. Then he moved up to her tummy and the front of her shoulders, leaving her breasts until last.
"Make sure her nipples don't get burnt" I told him, smiling as Samina giggled.
Greg seemed to make sure he did what I asked, taking extra care with both breasts and especially her nipples, rubbing lots and lots of sunscreen onto these sensitive areas, which I was actually quite happy to see that she seemed to be enjoying, her nipples quite hard and engorged.
Some time later when Greg suggested we go and get a rather late lunch, Samina put her T-shirt over her bikini bottoms, leaving her bra and shorts off. Greg invited me to drive, which I happily accepted and he got into the passenger seat with Samina on his lap. Naturally he had to put his arm around her to ensure her safety.
I drove following his directions to a lovely little café where once again Greg insisted on paying for the lunch. He asked me if I was happy driving that afternoon and when I told him I was he said that he and Samina would share a bottle of white wine and offered me a light beer seeing I was driving. I thought that was fair enough and my darling wife happily had her share of the wine.
When we got back into the car, with Samina once again sitting on Greg's lap, I was pleased to see his hand resting on her breast, naked under that thin cotton T-shirt. She seemed pretty relaxed and happy, leaning back against his chest. She smiled at me as she placed her hand on top of his, holding him against her breast. I just smiled warmly back at her. At that point Greg did not seem to care that I was even around.
By the time I had driven us back to tent city Samina's head was resting on Greg's shoulder and she was still holding his hand on her breast. I got out of the car and walked around to help her out, as Greg kissed her lightly, squeezing her breast and told us he'd see us in an hour an a half.
"Unbelievable" I said.
"What is?" she asked by way of reply.
"How beautiful you look, even more so than usual." She was wearing her new dress, with her hair done and her face made up. It never ceased to amaze me that women always seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of make up, even in the most spartan of surroundings! She looked incredible.
"You don't scrub up too bad yourself" she told me, although I was simply wearing slacks and a sport shirt.
Not long after, Greg arrived, calling out to us from outside the tent.
"Come in" I simply replied.
"Are you ready - wow, you certainly are, Samina, you look fantastic. So let's go, because your taxi awaits outside," he told us. He meant it literally, because he had come by taxi to pick us up, saying that he did not want to ruin Samina's new dress in his cramped car.
Naturally, Samina smiled at his compliment, and I knew that she was not all worried about how much she was revealing in her new, rather skimpy dress, particularly with Greg having seen her topless anyway. He opened the rear door for Samina and then got into the front passenger seat, leaving me to sit next to my wife.
Dinner, for a club, was surprisingly good, and we enjoyed some nice wine as well, but none of us drank to excess. Once the dancing started, Samina immediately stood up and told Greg that this was to be the first of many dances he was going to have with her. After dancing to a couple of modern dance songs, though, they came back to the table and Samina told me it was my turn.
She and I enjoyed a couple of fast numbers, as we were rather proficient and a good team. She blushed, though, as we sat down after the bracket ended and Greg told her how good she looked doing those moves, especially when her skirt kept flying up. She blushed not from the compliment, but the realization of how skimpy and lacy her panties were and what she would have been revealing to all and sundry. She had momentarily forgotten as she got into the dance we loved doing.
We had a little more to drink and made small talk. The band started a slow bracket and Samina looked to Greg asking him, "is this our dance?"
Greg stood up without answering, helped Samina to her feet and then led her by the hand back to the dance floor. I watched with pride and excitement, as he held her close and they danced slowly. They were cheek to cheek, thigh to thigh as he held her close and waltzed around the dance floor. There was even a smattering of applause when they finished, because no one else had dared to get up and dance at the same time; they were that good. Samina had always loved dancing, and had even taken some dance classes at a small college near where we lived.
Samina blushed, once again, not used to being in the limelight, as Greg proudly led her back to the table. I immediately stood up, of course, telling them how good they had looked out there.
"Do you mean that, darling?" she asked me.
"Yes I do, you looked so graceful and your dancing was absolutely beautiful" I told her, proud of how good she looked and how graceful their dancing had been.
She held her hand out to me, letting me know it was my turn to dance slowly with her, as the music continued.
"You looked wonderful. I was and am, so proud that you are my wife. And the confidence you have with men, is so incredibly sexy." I told her, adding "I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, though, did you?"
"Oh darling, yes, I love dancing as you know and being so close to Greg like that enabled us to really move don't you think? He is so handsome, and I can't wait to get him in bed!" She said cheekily. I could only laugh at that, and pulled her closer to me.
"I thought you looked fantastic together and I'm looking forward to the next slow dance you have with him more tonight! So why don't we go back to the table and let Greg have the rest of this slow number? Then you can dance real close to him. Maybe he will get bolder as well. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I asked softly.
"Mmmmh yes, that would be nice and hopefully a good reward for him for all the fun he has shown us, don't you agree?" She giggled in return, and smiled encouragingly.
We went back to the table and Samina immediately held her hand out to Greg, telling him that it was his turn to dance with her. She gave him a big smile before she turned to me and kissed me lightly. Then she told me to sit and enjoy watching her dance.
I actually found that not difficult to do at all. Looking at her at anytime was easy for me because she looked so beautiful, but dressed the way she was and cuddling close to Greg as they danced I thought she looked even more beautiful than normal. I could tell that she was pressing her groin against him as they slow danced around the floor, cheek to cheek and that just made me hot and aroused, and a little jealous,for I knew how wonderful it felt being that close to her.
I also knew that I would be amazed if by this stage Greg wasn't showing some signs of arousal from being so close to her, and when the dance ended and they made their way back to the table I could see the tell tale bulge at the front of his trousers. Samina was clearly very happy as Greg helped her into her chair, before he went off to the bathroom.
"Did you enjoy that dance?" I asked her.
"What do your think? Didn't it look like I was having a great time?" she asked me by way of reply, looking at me almost quizzically.
"Well I hope you did, because Greg certainly seemed to, based on the way his trousers looked rather full. Could you feel him pressing against you? Did you like it?" I asked with a slightly excited and husky voice.
“Yes, I could definitely feel his erection pressing against me, if that's what you mean and I guess it's nice for a woman to know she has that affect on a man, so yes, I did enjoy it. And you damn well know I enjoyed it!" She laughed at me.
"Of course it is and I enjoyed watching you dancing so close to him. I could tell that he certainly did too!” I sought confirmation again.
By that stage, Greg had rejoined us and we had another drink while the band had a break. But as soon as they resumed, once more playing a slow song Samina stood up and looked at Greg, "are you going to dance with me Greg?"
After giving me the briefest of glances at me to make sure it was alright, Greg stood back up and let Samina take his hand and lead him back to the dance floor. I watched with pride and pleasure as they moved slowly around the dance floor, cheek to cheek and groin to groin. I watched as his hand slowly moved down over her back and grasp one of her bottom cheeks, pulling her even closer into him. Still she continued to press against him, her face resting on his shoulder against his face, her breasts pressing hard against his chest.
By the time they came back to our table I could tell from her voice that she had become rather aroused from his dancing and his arousal was very visible from the bulge at the front of his trousers.
Once again she held her hand out to me and it was my turn to hold her close and dance slowly around the floor holding her close, grasping her bottom as he had done and pressing hard against her. There was absolutely no resistance from her to what I was trying to do, only encouragement.
"Did you enjoy your last dance with him?" I asked.
"Yes, darling, it was lovely. Did you enjoy watching?" she wanted to know.
"Mmmh, yes, I sure did, especially when he grabbed your bottom and pulled you even closer to him like this" I told her, adding "can't you tell from what's pressing into your groin at the moment?"
Samina just smiled at me.
“I loved watching you give him pleasure and I hoped that you were getting pleasure from him at the same time. Were you?" I said.
"Yes darling, I was!” Samina replied, while I just squeezed her bottom and held her even closer as I told her how happy I was that she was giving him some pleasure at the same time as enjoying her self and that I was getting so turned on from watching them.
I watched them have one more really close slow dance together before Greg suggested that it was time for him to take us home. He got the bill and, unsurprisingly by this stage, insisted on paying the lot, telling me it was his idea so he should be responsible for the bill.
This time I got in the front, leaving Greg to sit next to Samina, and I was pleased to see her sit close to him, with his arm around her. The taxi dropped us off at the front of the tent city, and Greg insisted that he would walk home from there, so naturally I invited him into our tent for a cup of coffee, albeit that we could, of course, only offer him instant coffee, but he was happy with that.
"I seem to remember that I still owe you two or three proper kisses, Greg, don't I darling?" Samina giggled as as walked back. “Don't I darling?” she turned to ask me.
"That's right you do. Perhaps you should give him one while we wait for the water to boil, then you can give him another before he goes home. That way he'll still be owed one tomorrow, especially if he takes us to the beach as he offered, but just make sure you give him the proper kisses you promised him" I happily responded.
"Well, what are you waiting for, Greg, don't you want to kiss me?" she asked him challengingly, before adding with a smile "but make sure they are proper kisses like Umer showed you earlier so he won't go crook at me."
Of course he was up to the challenge and soon had her in his arms and was kissing her passionately, although seemed reluctant to fondle her breast. But as they broke apart, even though I could tell she had really enjoyed their kiss, I said "you still haven't learnt about a proper kiss have you? Here's how it's done."
I then took over giving her a loving passionate kiss, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth, but at the same time, brought my hand up to the front of her dress and slid it inside, caressing her breast. Samina facilitated my access to her breast, even allowing me to slip the thin strap off her shoulder so that when our kiss was over and I withdrew my hand from her breast, it was totally visible to him.
"OK, why don't you try again" I told Greg, leaving Samina's breast still uncovered. He kissed her again, but this time let his hand wander across to caress her naked breast. When the kiss finally ended, I told them that coffee was ready, so Samina, almost reluctantly pulled her dress back into position, covering her breast as we sat down and enjoyed the cup of coffee.
Samina smiled secretively at me, blowing me a furtive kiss, obviously trying to tease me with her conduct. I merely smiled widely at her as I asked her had that been a better kiss. "Yes, not bad for a beginner" she said, bursting into laughter, which we both joined it, although I reckoned I could tell that she had enjoyed it.
But then Greg said, pretending to be serious "after I have this cup of coffee, I'll show you who is a beginner." Of course we all laughed then and enjoyed our coffee.
When we were finished, Greg said "I better get going , as it will take me fifteen minutes to walk there, but I seem to remember that you were going to give me another one of your proper kisses and that I have to show you that I'm not just a beginner."