Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

In the wardrobe, I could hear the words and I knew the signs too, having heard her orgasmic releases so many times before. He pumped furiously at his cock, trying to reach his finish with her. Samina screamed out her ecstasy and John had to stuff the fingers of his free hand into his mouth to stop from calling out too as he spewed out his cum all over the back of the wardrobe door.

Meanwhile, Mehmood had eased the pace of his strokes slightly while Samina beneath him exploded through her orgasm. However, he maintained the rhythm and concentrated hard, trying to control his own finish that he knew would not be far away.
On and on they went, the rhythm steady but the pace increasing. Every thrusting stroke of Mehmood's thick cock deeply travelling the widened length of Samina's tight cunt. I thought I saw Mehmood tense up a little as he slowed his pace. I knew that the inevitable was about to happen. Mehmood, tried to prolong the last few lunges into Samina, who lay surging beneath him, participating enthusiastically in their fornication.
From hearing the change in his breathing pattern, I sensed that he must be close and looked forward eagerly to see Samina receiving his spasming release. As she tightened her arms and legs around his firm body to encourage him on. To my amazement, I saw Samina start to orgasm again. This had happened other times with her lovers too, but it never ceased to amaze me how much she could orgasm. It made me feel like I was almost cheating her out of orgasms when we had sex. She thrust her lower body back harder at Mehmood, locking her lips and tongue with his again.
I was sure that Mehmood himself on the verge of coming. And there it was, he pushed it harder inside her and wedged himself tight up inside, waiting momentarily for the cum that was now shooting through his shaft and could not be stopped. Seconds after Mehmood's massive cock delivered its first spurt of cum into her body, Samina's body erupted with another exquisite orgasm of her own. Her face indicated a pure mix of pleasure, lust, orgasm, and desire.
On and on they went, the two bodies jerking their spasming releases in unison, the ultimate finish to their pairing. I loved it too,I had already come, but watching Samina, and Mehmood finish their intense sexual act brought some stiffness back into my organ. KI reached down for his water bottle, my mouth was very dry.
On the bed, it was many minutes before there was any movement. The pair's joint climaxes had slowly stilled and they lay locked together, it looked liked neither wanted to separate their bodies. Mehmood had deposited a vast creamy deposit into Samina and some of it trailed out of her as he withdrew his cock and lifted the weight of his body up off her, looking down between their bodies to watch his cock slide out of her tight cunt.
He rolled them both onto their sides, facing each other, his sticky cock, still semi-hard pressed up near her navel. She didn't mind the wet mess it was leaving on her stomach, they would clean off together shortly. For now, she just wanted to hold and be held after a sexual experience she knew she would never forget.
At last, after a long time in which they just cuddled, Mehmood spoke. "Are you okay?"
"I feel amazing! That was one of the most incredible experiences I have ever had." Her face lit up, just as enthusiastic as her words as she placed loving kisses all over Mehmood's face, holding his head in her hands. "You are a fabulous lover!"
"You've got some pretty good moves yourself, Samina. The way you moved your body, in fact the way you gave your whole body up to me. You did it almost like an old pro. You really do appreciate good sex! You are some woman!"
"Thank you!" Samina smiled.
Some time had passed, maybe half an hour, in which Mehmood and Samina lay on their sides, their limbs entwined, both of them drifting through a post-sex nap. In my cramped space, sitting in an upright chair in the wardrobe, I was getting bored with the lack of action. I wanted them to wake up and do it again.
I had felt a twinge of jealousy while I watched the first complete sexual coupling of his Samina and Mehmood, and the multiple orgasms he gave her. More so when he heard the words she used to praise Mehmood's ability as a lover, yet I was still eager to see more. It seemed to me that she was always very complimentary of her lovers, so this was nothing unusual, but still it made me feel bad and envious.
I peered in the dark at my watch and was amazed to see it was nearly 10pm. Then I heard and saw stirring on the bed. Mehmood had woken first and his hands were softly roaming across Samina's back, eventually touching the soft skin of her ass, eliciting a sleepy moan her, as she clamped her body tighter to Mehmood.
"Ummmm!" she sighed. "I could take a lot of this."
"That's good, 'cause I'm going to have some more to give you."
She pulled her head back and looked at him amazed. "Really?"
"Whenever you're ready to take it," he answered confidently.
"Doesn't feel like it," she said, slipping a hand between their bodies to check his firmness. "Oh, yuck, a bit messy there."
"Do you want to take a shower, get yourself cleaned up? That should help revive my cock."
"Okay!" she agreed eagerly and she rolled away, getting up off the bed. "But first, I've got to take a pee, I think I had too much wine. When I'm done doing that, will you come in for a shower together?"
"Naturally!" was all he said in reply and she scurried into the en suite bathroom off the bedroom, one hand darting between her legs to hold the fluids starting to slip from her under gravity.
'No, no!' I thought to himself. 'I won't be able to see you in there, don't have a shower.' But there was nothing I could do about it.
Samina reappeared in the bathroom doorway and seductively leaned back with her hands behind her bum, thrusting her torso forward. "Are you coming in?" she asked and Mehmood didn't need to be asked twice. They disappeared together through the bathroom door and soon John heard the shower running.
Above the sound of the water, I could hear all sorts of sounds coming from them. There were gasps and moans, a lot of giggling from Samina and outright laughter from Mehmood, like he was being tickled. There were just occasional words from Samina. "Ooooh, that feels great!" Then there were more sighs and moans, mainly from Samina, above the sound of the shower. "Look at you, who'd have believed. I thought you might have been finished for the night."
"You forgot my late wife, an insatiable woman where sex was concerned," Mehmood told her.
I was pissed off that Samina had suggested taking a shower, 'She would have known I couldn't see anything in there.' I dared to slide the wardrobe door open and stepped out. I silently eased his way across the bedroom to the bathroom door. Just as I reached it, he heard his wife's voice again.
No … no Mehmood, not there, don't put it in there … please. I'm not ready for it there just yet!" I knew he was trying to fuck her ass, but Samina was still not comfortable with being fucked there. It was her last real remaining boundary, all others having been bulldozed, or so I thought at the time.
"It would be easier while its soapy," Mehmood told her.
I was desperate to see all of this. As my head reached the partly open door of the bathroom, the shower was abruptly turned off. Alarmed that I would be caught, Iturned and scurried back to the wardrobe, getting the door almost closed, leaving just a crack open to continue to see through. As I sat back in his chair, I was treated to the sight of my beautiful wife, completely naked, emerging from the bathroom. Her body looked to be still quite damp from the shower.
Walking close behind her was Mehmood, a towel in his hand, still wiping it over Samina's back. As the pair reached the side of the bed and came into the brighter light from the bedside lamps, I could see that Mehmood's cock was again rigid and standing straight out horizontally from his body, its thickness intact. At the edge of the bed, Samina turned and threw her arms around Mehmood, pulling her body up against him, squeezing his erection upward between their bodies.
"Ummm!" was all Samina needed to say before another long and passionate open-mouthed, tongue-swirling kiss began. Two sets of hands wandered over backs and arses, touching each other intimately wherever they could reach. When the couple eventually came up for air, Samina ordered Mehmood, "You, on your back, on the bed!"
"Yes, ma'am!" answered Mehmood respectfully. "I love a woman who knows what she wants." He laughed, as did Samina.
I, from within his hiding place couldn't believe that Samina, who just a few short hours earlier was so hesitant to fuck Mehmood, was now taking charge of this assignation with Mehmood. But then it was too late for her to hold back. So I thought she had finally decided to go all out and enjoy herself, consequences be damned.
Mehmood obediently got onto the bed, laying flat on his back in the middle, his enormous erection standing straight up, pointing directly at the ceiling. Samina knelt alongside him, looking up and down the length of Mehmood's body. While looking down the bed to his feet, her eyes drifted up to the open crack of the wardrobe door and she winked. Only I could see it, but he loved her acknowledgement that she hadn't forgotten I was there and that she was doing this as much for my pleasure as hers. I felt much happier and h took my cock in hand again, watching to see how Samina intended to entertain me.
Samina bent forward, her side in profile to me. She was alongside Mehmood's cock and, with her tongue outstretched, her lips moved closer to the impressive cock standing upright in front of her. Her tongue stretched out and licked the tip, round and around. Mehmood's moan could be heard around the room. Then, her hair cascaded forward and surrounded his cock as she moved her head from side to side, trailing the flowing hair over his sensitive cock head. A longer moan from Mehmood, and I began to pump his own cock again.
One hand came up and she pulled her hair back over behind her head and turned to face the foot of the bed. Her tongue ran up and down the length of the upper less-sensitive side of Mehmood's cock and her eyes stared straight into the dark crack of the wardrobe door and she kind of smiled at her hidden husband. John just pumped harder.
Then Samina reversed her head, looking away from me, and up toward Mehmood's head. She saw that he had propped his head up on a pillow so that he could look down his body at her. He smiled his acknowledgement when he felt her tongue now sliding up the length of his cock on the ultra sensitive underside, swirling around the top when she reached the head. The sensations were so intense for him that he had to close his eyes to savour the feelings and his body jerked upward, trying to push his cock into her mouth.
She did this same stroke up and down the length of his cock, each time ducking her head away as he thrust his hips upward, attempting to ensnare her open mouth for his cock head. His moaning was now constant.
After about three minutes of this teasing, Samina suddenly opened up her mouth, stretching her lips as wide as possible and as Mehmood made another of his previous futile thrusts, she clamped her moist lips tight, completely enclosing his cock head in her mouth and sucked loudly. Mehmood gasped aloud and John just pumped on his cock more furiously as he marvelled at his wife moving to yet another phase of her loving of Mehmood.
Before she started cuckolding me, Samina had never been a fan of fellatio, so she was tentative in her movements. “Big cocks are so beautiful,” I recalled she had once told me. “Whenever I see one, I just have this overwhelming urge to kiss it, worship it!” She had said, and confirmed that statement, when I saw her lips and tongue swirled around the knob of Mehmood's erect organ, drawing moans and groans from her lover, laying flat on his back.
Then with a sudden pop, her mouth pulled off the top of his cock and Mehmood was left thrusting his hips upward, his erection flailing about in mid-air, trying to again find her luscious mouth. But Samina had moved on quickly and she was now straddling his body, her mound just out of reach above his straining cock and her face above his, looking adoringly into his eyes.
"I have to have you in me again," was all she said, loudly enough for me to also hear in my hiding-place.
"Yes!" answered Mehmood. "Do you want to stay on top?"
"I thought it might just be easier for me to get you inside me," she told him.
"It should be a lot easier now that I've been in you. But that's cool, you can do all the work up there."
She giggled that infectious little laugh that I knew and loved so well, and Mehmood reached his arms up to encircle her back, bringing her perky pointed breasts down to mash on his chest. This movement pushed her pelvis back up high and from where I sat in the dark, I had a clear view of Saminas spread legs bent on either side of Mehmood's hips. Her stretched anal ring appeared to wink at me, as her moistened cunt wriggled around, making occasional darting contact with the erect cock that would shortly impale her again.
Samina had lowered her face to Mehmood's and they were passionately kissing once more as her lower body wriggled around and around, just managing to teasingly avoid direct entry by Mehmood's cock into her cunt. "Not until I'm ready," she announced in a break from their kissing as their combined juices flowed again from all of the activity between their groins.
I watched fascinated, their upper bodies were obscured by the vision I had of my wife's treasures hovering just above Mehmood's solid weapon.
Without using her hands, she managed to wriggle around so that Mehmood's cock head lodged itself in the wet channel between her outer labia lips. There was more intense moaning from the pair on the bed as they enjoyed the sensations of his cock head sliding from one end of her slit to the other. I just pumped away in the wardrobe, my eyes taking in the natural preparation for fucking of the two bodies before my, and her anus stretched. I cannot tell you how aroused I was, and how much I knew this was exactly how it should be, my deserved nothing but the best, and Mehmood was giving it to her, I could only be 2nd best compared to that, and that too if I was lucky.
The lips of Samina's mouth seemed so swollen from all the kissing between she and Mehmood this night. It looked like that she hadn't kissed and been kissed this much in years. Then, she lifted her upper body up off Mehmood so that she was now sitting astride him. One of her hands came down to adjust her bits and she separated her outer lips as he nudged his cock into the gap that was the opening to her cunt. Then, holding his cock firmly in her hand, she spread her knees further apart and lowered her body ever so slightly.
I saw inner cunt lips being spread wide apart as she forcefully slipped the opening of her cunt glove-like over his cock head and she emitted a powerful moan that told both men how intensely she was feeling the new penetration. For a moment, she let out a soft moan, and Mehmood's hands came up to grip her hips on either side, helping to guide her down onto his cock.
Fearing he might pull her down onto him too quickly, she put one hand on his chest and in a panicky voice, screamed out, "Slow, slow! I like it slow to start off!"
"Okay … don't worry, it's alright, I wouldn't hurt you."
"Jesus, it's so big and beautiful!" Samina sucked in a few deep breaths as if she had been hyperventilating. "Even though we just did it, I can't believe how much it's stretching me again. Have you ever had normal sex, I mean with other women … you know just going straight at it?"
"Well, of course. I never had any trouble getting it into my wife, and it always felt tight too. I guess she was just used to it."
"Shit Mehmood, you must think I'm such a prude, but I like it slow to start off. Umer, and I are really quite normal! I can assure you I don't carry on like this with him." Samiina said and I thought that she was taking the role of a newly cheating wife a little too far now.
"Samina, I've lived with this big cock since puberty, so I know how some women react to a big one. Some are frightened by the size of it, while others are fascinated. Most want to try it, but some aren't game. Fortunately that's not you … you were fascinated by it when you saw it and you wanted to try it, and Umer going out tonight gave us this great opportunity."
I couldn't see their faces as they talked, but he could hear every word. Samina's back was to me, and I was stunned that this long conversation was going on while her body perched precariously over Mehmood's tip.
Mehmood's voice continued, "You've obviously never had a cock this big inside you before, you'll get used to it. But I can see why you are wary. Next time, you'll be able to take it quite easily."
"I can take it quite easily know, I just like go start off slow, that's all. And, what do you mean next time? There's no next time, buddy. As good as this feels with you tonight, there won't be any more. This is a one-off." She said confidently, and Mehmood gave her a despondent look.
I saw that Samina's legs were starting to cramp from her strained position, they were spread wide with the cunt lips just clamping the head of his cock inside her and one hand on his chest, steadying her upper body. She looked down into her lover's eyes with an affectionate smile, and he watched her eyes open wider in reaction as she pushed her body down a bit more forcefully. The suddenly she lowered herself completely on his cocks, as as her passage was spread wide again to take the thick girth of Mehmood's energising weapon.
Whereas, on the first occasion, her eyes were closed for most of the fuck as she now it was all about watching and seeing. She took immense pleasure as she sat upright astride Mehmood's his cock now fully wedged tight in her cunt. She was leaning forward slightly, one hand on his upper chest to steady herself as she ground her pelvis against Mehmood's, swaying a little from side to side.
Her eyes focused directly on Mehmood's face and she held his gaze as she started to move up and down his hard penis. I saw her juices flowing yet again, and that Samina was fucking the entire length, as she raised and lowered herself on it. What a lovely sight it made.
Mehmood too was doing some watching of his own, taking in every wince, every smile, every moan … all of which betrayed Samina's true feelings to his cock. No matter what verbal declarations of satisfaction she might make, Mehmood would be content that he could see her true erotic emotions exposed to him.
It had taken about ten minutes for her to wriggle and squirm her way up and down his shaft, pausing many times so that her body could settle and feel its fullness in her. A feeling she had told me often she loved.
I sensed that she had a great feeling of euphoria that at last Mehmood's cock was wedged as firmly and tightly and as deeply as it could possibly get inside her body. The cheeks of her ass rested on the tops of his thighs and she now placed both hands on his upper chest to steady herself as she sat above him, her eyes never having left their visual lock with Mehmood.