Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat
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The men had started off nervous and tentative but with each passing second, their confidence was growing. They had been teased by my body for weeks. From my behavior, they had probably already decided that I wasn't some respectable married woman but a slut of the highest order. Who knows how many times they had jacked off thinking of me in their fantasies? All the while wishing that somehow they might also get so lucky. And their lucky day had come.


For my part, I was feeling an exhilaration from the renewal of my mojo, so to speak. These petite lean men, smelling of sweat and dirt, with small but hard muscles, wearing filthy unwashed clothes, and from a foreign land barely speaking my language. It was the most primal and carnal an encounter I could have. I tried to not appear too eager, but at the same time, did not want to hold back. The men had only an hour with me, and tomorrow they would be gone to a different city. I almost felt obliged to show them a good time.

Once we reached the trunk, the men started unraveling their lungis. My hand reached for my skirt and pushed it down. The tank top was already rolled around my waist. I pushed it down too, stepping out of the two garments together. The men sighed in chorus as I stood there in just my thong, my huge tits heaving with my breathing. I put two fingers in my thong to take it off too but one of the men shook his head and said something that I took to mean that I should leave it on. The poor penniless men had probably never seen a woman in a thong, much less a tall fair skinned voluptuous memsaab. I could understand their delight as they spent a few seconds just staring at me in that thong. How the back of the garment was practically non-existent and my round melon like ass hung out. And how in the front, the triangle covered my pussy in a very elegant manner.

I had expected the men to have such blue balls after all those weeks that I thought they would just start rutting me like a goat. But they seemed aware that this hour might be the most memorable hour of their lives. So they played it slow. I was pushed towards the sack covered trunk on which I got on all fours. The men then crowded behind me, squatting on the floor with their dicks hanging from their torso. All were dark black dicks, circumcised, and roughly 5 inches long. Not too thick, not too thin. Like the rest of their bodies and their faces, indistinguishable.

One guy put his finger in the back of my thong and moved it to the side over my left ass cheek. They all sighed as they saw my shaved pussy for the first time. Jamal had so far kept all the exposure within limits. Naked boobs were okay and walking around in panties was okay, but he had never shown them anything below my waist.

I felt several fingers start playing with my nether regions. A few fingers reached for my labia and held my pussy apart, as if they were examining my pink insides. Other fingers were scratching and pinching my bare ass cheeks. A couple of fingers brushed against my recently defiled anus but they were still respectful enough not to invade that. The thong I was wearing was relatively unused so its tensile nature kept making the back slip into place, which they patiently kept moving to the side.

"Ohhhhhh hmmmm!!!" I moaned as a couple of fingers started rubbing my clit. How did these young men from the poorest sections of a repressed society know enough about sex to play with my clit, I wondered. But then i realized it had not been intentional. They were just like eager explorers, feeling and touching every part of a heavenly body.

All through this loving and detailed examination of my crotch, the men had been uttering short comments, presumably of praise, presumably insulting, about me. I wished I could understand what they were saying. Finally their utterances turned into short sentences. And then they all got up, leaving me on all fours, leaking like a faulty faucet. All their fingerplay had made me unbelievably horny and for the first time in days, I was actually eager to be fucked.

Finally one guy got behind me. He slid the back of my thong aside again and gradually put the tip of his dick as my cunt entrance. I moaned in anticipation. He heard it and groaned happily, thrusting it all the way inside. He put both feet on the trunk and climbed up, and with his palms on both my ass cheeks, started fucking me in deep but slow strokes. I guess he wanted to make that experience last as long as possibly.

Another guy walked towards my front. I could see his dick swinging up and down. I expected him to shove it in my mouth, but I think his servitude-attuned nature made him feel like that would be too much. He just stood there playing with my boobs with one hand as the other hand gently played with his dick. I felt a surge of admiration for his sweetness and politeness. So I opened my mouth wide and moved it towards his dick.

He jumped back like he was being attacked by a dog and looked at me surprised. With his buddy now fucking me at a harder pace, I looked up at him with my lips wide open and moved my tongue. Maybe he was afraid that I would vengefully bite his dick off or something. Maybe he had never had his dick sucked. As I tried to convey with my eyes and my seductively wagging tongue that he was welcome to put his erect member inside my mouth, he looked at the third guy who had now moved to my other side. Finally he took a couple of steps next to me.

He seemed satisfied by what I thought were my come-hither looks and stepped forward. I took his shuddering dick inside my mouth and started gently sucking it. He laughed happily and started playing with my boobs. The third guy meanwhile was standing there playing with my boobs too and stroking his own ass. I felt bad for him so with one hand I started jacking him off. Now I was servicing these three Bangali laborers simultaneously. The one banging my cunt was pacing himself admirably. My cunt started responding to his pounding, and as it sank in how I was being fucked by three men together, I had a small orgasm.

I moved my other hand off the trunk too and started playing with the balls of the guy I was sucking off. I then took his dick out of my mouth, turned the other way and started sucking his buddy's dick. He was so thrilled that he held his hand up and the other guy high fived him. They started laughing and saying stuff which at least to my ear, felt like "what a hot slut". or that's what I imagined they were saying as I was on my knees nearly naked in my own outhouse, getting fucked as I bent forward alternating between sucking and jacking off two guys.
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RE: Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat - by Ramesh_Rocky - 01-05-2019, 08:20 PM



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