Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

As I impaled myself on Raza's thick long dick, I was amused by the look of pleasant shock on his face. His eyes were wide and he had a disbelieving grin as his boss's high class wife voluntarily mounted him in a rickety old ambassador car.


"Ungggggg!!!" I groaned as the thick shaft made its way through my insides. I couldn't help but think of Bajwa in that moment. His dick had been shorter but thicker. It had seemed a lot more intrusive. But, I shamefully noted, it had also felt more satisfying. Maybe, I wondered later, because Bajwa was forcing me in a helpless situation and Raza had been suddenly acting like a gentleman?

I tried to push aside the comparisons and lowered my hips slowly. The journey seemed to keep going on and on before my bare ass finally touched down on his thighs.

"Wow memsaab, you took it all in!!!" Raza said placing his hand on my ass under my skirt which was the only piece on clothing left on me, rolled around my waist.

"Yeah." I breathlessly said.

"Even Nazia can't take it all in."

I paused for a second, my knees resting next to his waist and feeling his balls push against my butt. I looked into his eyes.

"Nazia?"

"My wife."

"You're married???" I don't know why I was surprised. Sarita next door had a two year old at 20. Raza looked at least a couple of years older than her.

"Yes." suddenly Raza seemed ashamed as he realized that he was cheating on his wife. And I realized that for the first time, I was willingly cheating on my husband. The previous occasions, I had been at least partly forced. This time, the guy had given me the option to just drive on home. Instead I had first sucked his dick for a long time and then willingly climbed on top of him.

There was an awkward silence as we both battled our consciences. Eventually Raza pushed things along by thrusting his hips upwards, driving his big dong even deeper inside.

"Hooohhh!!" I said, and started riding him in deep slow strokes.

Raza put one hand on my tits and with the other, pulled me into a kiss. It was a tender but intense kiss. This guy was the whole package. Good body, charming personality, big dick, lasted long, and also kissed well. As we kissed and I rode him, my ass slapping against his thighs, I started wondering if there might be some sort of a future for us. Not as a couple, of course, but just as sexual partners.

Raza finally broke the kiss and we both stared at each other breathless. The stud then smiled and gently bit my neck, sending waves of pleasure surging through my body. My hips switched from an up and down motion to a circular grinding motion. He seemed to like it, because he moaned happily.

"Mash,.'!!!" he said and then bent his face down to suck my heaving tits.

My hands went inside his shirt and resumed an examination of his taut muscular and hairy chest. When he took a break from sucking my nipples, I bent forward and sucked his, relishing the salty sweaty taste of the hair around them.

Raza grabbed my hips and started bouncing me on top of him as he thrust upwards. That made the pleasure multiply and I started groaning hard. I leaned forward and dug my nails in his back. The motion made my nipples brush hard against his. I was riding him and he was pounding me so hard that the rickety ambassador started shaking, its rusty joints making an odd noise.

"Ohhhh!!! Ohhhhh!!!" I said as I felt an orgasm approach when his thick dick rubbed against my g-spot.

"You okay?" Raza asked in a concerned voice.

"Yessss...just keep doing that!!! OHHHHH YEAHHHHH!!!!"

I could see the shocked look on Raza's face as a tumultuous orgasm swept over me. Looking at him, I guessed Nazia didn't really have vaginal orgasms. He seemed so taken aback. But trooper that he was, he kept thrusting upwards and sustained the very pleasant friction that had brought me off.

As I stopped shaking and rested on top of him, I realized that this young buck was still pounding me hard, with no sight of an orgasm of his own.

"Jesus, Raza!!!" I breathlessly asked between strokes. "How long can you go?"

He only chuckled and put a second hand on my ass. I was feeling a little tired by now, but he showed no signs of stopping. So I rode him as fast as I could. His fingers were tracing circles all over my ass and then finally he inserted one finger in my ass crack. In inhaled when the finger then moved to my anus.

"What....are....you....doing?" I asked curiously.

"Do you mind?" he asked.

I didn't say anything. Vinay and a couple of my ex-boyfriends liked to penetrate my asshole with their finger during sex. But it had been a while. Raza tok my silence to mean consent and I felt his thick finger push hard against my sphincter.

"Nnngggg!!!" I winced.

"Sorry." he said but didn't take it out. He noticed that I kept riding him.

And the riding continued, my thighs starting to ache, with his finger in my asshole. It went on for five more minutes. The car was filled with sounds of the chassis creaking, our skins slapping, and our grunts. Suddenly, a new sound filled the car.

TINGTINGTININITINGTINGTININI

It was my phone. And I recognized the ringtone that I had assigned to Vinay.

"Shit!" I slid off Raza's cock and turned around. The phone was in the driver side door. I crawled towards it and reached for it. The motion made my skirt slip back down a little. I looked back at Raza who put his finger on his lips suggesting he would be quiet. I let the phone ring a couple more seconds while I composed myself.

"Hi honey." I finally answered, cringing at the though that I was almost naked and being fucked by a driver while my loving husband called.

"Hi Sheetal. How is it going? How far are you?"

I was on my hands and knees on the seat, giving Raza a great view of my pussy and ass. Randomly feeling conscious, I pulled my skirt down, but stayed on all fours.

"We are....about an hour away." I said and Raza nodded.

"Still?"

"Yes, we hit some traffic." I said.

"Are you okay? Sounds like you are breathing really hard." Vinay asked.

"Just allergies." I felt guilty lying so blatantly, but also inhaled deep to normalize my breathing.

Raza though, was getting really enticed by the sight of me bent over like that. Plus he also sensed some accomplishment in banging his boss's wife while she talked to him on the phone. Because I sensed him get on his knees behind me. In one swift motion, he pulled up my skirt. And I bit my lip hard to not cry out as he penetrated me from behind.

I looked back at him upset but he had a smile on his face.

"Hmmm, ok." Vinay said. "Is Raza driving?

"Yes, he is driving." it took all of my self-control to sound normal as I said this.

He was driving his shaft deep inside my cunt as I stayed on all fours. And for good effect, he had pushed a finger in my ass again.

"Put it on speaker. I need to tell him something." Vinay said.

Shit. On a speakerphone setting, Vinay might hear our skin slapping.

"Okay, I am putting you on speaker now." I loudly said.

Luckily, Raza was smart enough to respond accordingly. He stopped fucking me. But he kept his dick buried inside me. I held the phone up with my hand. Raza took it.

"Yes, saab?" I was amazed at how normal he was able to sound.

"Hello Raza. Once you drop Sheetal off at home, I need you to go to Sahu Industrial Area to pick up some documents."

"Okay saab." he said, driving his finger deeper inside my ass. He also delivered a small quiet stroke in my cunt. I stayed on all fours staring at the car door, wondering how such a depraved situation had arisen in my life.

"I will sms you the exact address. Go there as soon as you drop her off." Vinay said.

"Will do, saab."

"Okay, I am hanging up now. Bye Sheetal. Love you."

"Love you too." I said, feeling a rush of conflicting emotions. I was telling my husband I loved him as I was being fucked outdoors doggy style by his driver.

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