Adultery Indian Wife Stories Collected from the Internet by Anubhav1992

[Ramesh_Rocky]

There were only three of them waiting for my brother in
my father's house as arranged – my father, looking fit
and athletic despite his 55 years of age; his best
buddy 60-year-old Kishore – wearing his trademark baggy
pants and white shirt and his black skin shining like
it had been polished with wax; 70-year-old Rudra,
another of my father's friend who is rather fat and
ugly – he works in a tannery so he was stinking much
more than by brother.

Anyway, we reached the motel. My brother had
miraculously arranged everything (except cleaning
himself). We got the three main guests seated and once
two rounds of drinks had been served, my brother
changed the music to a sexy Latin beat and announced,
"And now... in the honor of the groom, I present to
you, Judy... and her thunder thighs... Judy? Judy?" Oh
gosh, in all the hurrying about, I had completely
forgotten that I had not told my brother about my wife
being the replacement.

Before I could even murmur anything, I looked at "Judy"
and was dumbstruck. Even if my wife's own father was
here, he would have been fooled. My sexy wife was
wearing a short red leather skirt (so short that I
thought I could even see some of her pussy hair
sticking out) and a bright red top with a knot at the
back so tight that if she breathed hard, her boobs
would spill out. She fuck-me pumps were killing the
hard on I had suddenly got as was the slutty red
lipstick she was sprouting. The lifesaver was the red
wig she was wearing which changed her from her decent
pure, faithful wife looks.

My brother whispered in my ears, "Good choice bro...
but I think she is new... she has already gobbled down
like a full bottle of wine in nervousness." Oh gosh,
this was bad news because once my wife is drunk, she
can get very uninhibited.

She stepped in and the three fuddy-duddies (if you can
discount my virile brother who was as excited as a 10-
year-old boy with his fast car toy) were clapping about
and cheering my pretty wife disguised as a stripper.
Soon she was gyrating to the music and shaking her
booty like she was a professional stripper. She even
circled around the oldies... and the three (I couldn't
believe even my father was doing it) oldies started
pinching her bottom or groping her tits each time she
passed them.

Once when she was shaking her big fat tits in Rudra's
face, the old fart opened the knot at the back, and
sure enough the whole garment came off, and so did the
twine beauties of my wife. Actually, the creamy white
boobs looked relieved that they were finally out of
their confinement. My wife must have been aroused
because her nipples were erect and sticking out – just
a baby boy's penis. They were rock hard and my father
extended his big calloused hand to tweak his own
daughter-in-law's hard nipples.
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