Adultery Wife's snaps by pakcouple

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Samina heard Mehmood's breathing quickening, signalling that he was getting close. "Just come, Mehmood. This is for you! Just come in me, please!" she begged.

"Don't you worry about me, I'm getting there!" he called back. "Just relax, Samina!" Mehmood seemed determined to leave Samina with a night to truly remember.
As he pushed his cock one last time deep into Samina's cunt to hold steady for his spasming release, the room was filled with her panting orgasmic screams, then loud moaning and her body pulsed and throbbed against his invading cock, signalling her best climax of the night. Her arms gave out and her head fell to the bed while Mehmood managed to hold her torso up, one hand gripping her hips, while the other held her belly with the fingers covering her throbbing clit.
There was combined breathless panting from both of the fornicators on the bed as Mehmood's cock continued to pump his load of cum into her body, while I had to endure my final release in muffled silence for fear of revealing his presence.
It was long minutes before Samina's voice broke the silence. "No, no … that didn't happen. I couldn't have come again."
"Yes you did," answered Mehmood brightly. "I was determined."
"So you're going to take all the credit for that, are you?" she queried, her voice even more drowsy than before.
"I'd say I can!" he told her proudly.
"Okay … full marks to the man with the big cock," she said, not really conscious of what she was saying.
"Will you want to do it again? In a few minutes, I mean?" he asked her.
Her voice was panicky in replying. "No … no … that's all I can take, Marty. God, I don't know how many times I've come tonight, so many that I've just lost count. And I'm so sore inside now!
Mehmood laughed."Looks like poor Umer won't be getting any for a week!Are you going to tell him why? Are you going to tell him that I shoved my giant cock inside you for hours on end … and that you loved it?"
"Hell no … are you crazy?" She had gathered her senses enough now to know not to reveal to Mehmood the secret behind this night. "And you must never tell him about tonight, promise!"
"Won't he be suspicious, Samina? Leaving us both here in the house alone together for four hours. After what happened between us the othernight too!"
"He probably will be a bit suspicious, but its best that he never know. It will just be our little secret, Mehmood, please." Samina pleaded.
Mehmood pulled his now limp cock from Samina's cunt and again their combined juices streamed down her inner thighs. He dropped onto his side on the bed and she rolled over into his arms, ignoring the mess that they would leave on the sheets.
"I had a great time tonight, Samina," he told her, moving to kiss her lips.
They enjoyed the kiss, not as passionate as the kisses had been a few hours ago. "So did I!" she confirmed to him verbally what her body had already conveyed.
"I can assure you that I am now totally cured. I intend to get on with my life, and you can take full credit for my recovery." Mehmood said.
She smiled to him. "That's great, Mehmood. I am glad that I could play a part … and I can't deny that I got a lot out of it too. Thanks a lot, big fella!" She laughed, and then for effect, she placed her hands on his ass and pulled him to her, mashing her mound up against his flaccid cock.
There was a pause in their conversation while he kissed her again. When they broke from that kiss, he pulled back to look her in the eye. "So when can we do it again?"
"What? No way … we can't do it again!" She looked at him incredulously. "Your treatment is over, you're cured. And this was a one time thing, buddy."
"I thought the last time at my place was a one-time thing, but then came tonight."
"No, this is it now. I am having a hard enough time dealing with my guilt to Umer as it is! I cannot possibly be with you like this again. It's over, now!" She pulled away to emphasize her point, rolling off the bed and getting unsteadily to her feet. She had to reach out and hold onto the side of the bed while her legs shook.
I wondered how much further she intended to take this act. Did she really mean she would not see Mehmood again, or was she continuing to play the hard to get act for his benefit?
"Umer told me that Wednesday night was good for you too! He said you really enjoyed it.” Mehmood told her from the bed.
She looked at him, surprised and anger rose in her voice. "He told you that?"
"Yes, he said you could not stop talking about wanking my big cock." Mehmood chuckled.
"How dare he!" shouted Samina. "Wait until I see him," she continued, looking quickly toward the wardrobe. "That was between Umer and me. Anything we do as a married couple should stay here."
"Come on Samina, don't be a hypocrite. How many times did my late wife tell you about the things that she and I did together? I know she did! We even all talked about sex, I mean all four of us when we used to have dinner here. It happens, Samina. Women talk, guys talk, it just happens." Mehmood tried to reason with her.
"Well, I don't like him inferring to you that we are getting together more, just because I touched your cock the other night." Samina sounded genuinely upset.
"Well, you mightn't like him telling me, but I'll bet its right. I'll bet that you two are doing it more because by telling him, you've turned each other on. So why don't you tell him about tonight when he comes home, maybe you could get a month of constant fucking out of that?" Mehmood asked pointedly.
Samina told me later, that she had such a great night, she didn't want it to end in an argument with the man who had brought her such supreme sexual pleasure. She turned and made for the bathroom, rather than engage in any further harsh words. She had intended to have a shower to remove the smell and the feel and the juices from her body, but Mehmood got up off the bed and followed her to the door.
"Samina, its nearly midnight. Umer will be home any minute, we better get back downstairs."
Samina knew I wasn't 'arriving' home until she and Mehmood had left the bedroom, allowing me the opportunity to climb out the window, retrieve the car from down the street and appear to come back home from the office.. But if she didn't agree with Mehmood that they had to hurry, he might become suspicious about whether I was really absent. She gave up on the shower, picked up her gown from a chair and wrapped it around herself as Mehmood got dressed.
“Aren't you going to put your dress back on?" asked Mehmood, pulling his socks on.
"No, I can't be bothered," said Samina. "Besides, that dress is so skimpy, it will show all the love bites you have planted on my neck and breasts and all the cum stains you've left on my thighs."
"What will Umer think when he comes in and you're wearing different clothes from when he left?"
"I'll tell John something, I don't know what. Don't worry about it!" Samina said, as she pulled the gown tight, it covered her completely from neck to ankle. The pair went downstairs. I was out of the wardrobe as soon as they had gone, out through the window, down the ladder and walked briskly the two blocks to where car was parked.
They were back in the living room, and Samina was handing a cup of coffee to Mehmood when I came through the door. "I'll have one of those too, thanks Samina?" I said.
I threw the keys down on the coffee table, walked over and kissed his my wife. The aroma of sex that drifted off her body. "Had a good time, darling?" he asked his wife.
"Yes Umer ... yes, we did." Samina said in a very neutral voice.
I turned to Mehmood, "so what did you two get up to while I was gone?"
"We screwed each other silly for hours on end," said Mehmood with a cheeky grin at me.
"What?" Said Samina. "Umer we didn't!" She was acting out her part well, and I wondered if she was wondering why Mehmood would say that to me.
"No Umer, sorry to disappoint, we just had a long game of Monopoly, all night long. Such a shame, would have preferred my first answer. Samina's such a great girl!" Mehmood laughed.
"She sure is," I said, my arm protectively slipping around Samina's shoulders. "Can I have that coffee, darling?"
Samina broke away and went to the kitchen. While she made my coffee, Mehmood an d I shared a few laughs. When she brought the coffee into the living room, she just caught the end of a conversation, I was saying to Mehmood, "...must do it again sometime, it went so well."
"What went well, what are you going to do again?" asked Samina suspiciously. Of course, later she confided, that from the moment they had stopped having sex, she had a nagging feeling that i might have conned her, and that Mehmood may have been in on my plans tonight from the outset.
My answer was deliberately calculated. "Oh nothing, Samina, just man talk. "Err ... golf, we've got to play again sometime."
With Samina back in the room, the conversation included her and there was no more innuendo. We sipped coffee over small talk and finally I said to Mehmood, "Mehmood I 'm pretty tired. If you don't mind, I'm going to kick you out now. I need to spend some quality time with my wife."
Mehmood rose, shook my hand, then he stepped toward Samina and to her complete surprise, pulled her into his arms and gave her a full kiss on the lips. I saw his tongue trying to force itself between her lips and she twisted away, managing to break the lip lock.
Stepping back, Samina saw Mehmood's grin, then looked quickly to me. I was also smiling, and said, "looks like you two really like each other."
I walked Mehmood to the door and Samina busied herself clearing up the coffee cups and taking them to the kitchen. I appeared at the kitchen door and Samina turned to face me. "Well, what an incredible night that was!" I told her, my arms outstretched to her.
Samina looked at him apprehensively. "Are you okay with it all, John? You're not upset with how intense it got? It's never been this intense before."
"I loved it, darling. I loved every single minute. Oh, except when you took him into the shower and I couldn't see a thing." I pouted.
Thus, reassured, Samina stepped forward into my arms. "I was so nervous, and so worried how you would take it all. You know, I mean it must have been difficult for you having to watch me getting so into it with Mehmood in our bed no less. God, it was just so full on, I mean, the orgasms. Umer, I don't know how many times I came. It's never been that way with any of my other lovers, I don't know what came over me. "
"Five ... I counted them all. It was five!"
"I can't believe it. I mean, I can't believe that I actually came that many times ... and I can't believe that you would count them. I have never been able to come so easily before and I can't see why Mehmood had that effect on me."
"Just the circumstances, Samina. And a combination of factors. Mehmood is truly forbidden fruit, there is real risk in you bedding him. Plus he is a new man, and he has a big cock, but his stamina! Wow, that was the most amazing part.” I said. “I am so jealous of him, of his size, his stamina, and the fact that he was making you behave in our bed in ways I could not even dream of doing to you.” I said.
"Umer, darling, I promise you that tonight won't affect us continuing to love each other. I love you." Samina said.
"I promise, darling! Samina, I'm with you for the long haul. But I've just watched you getting fucked for four solid hours in ways I can't come close to competing with, so I guess it is a little natural for me to worry a little.” I said sadly.
Samina smiled at me, then kissed me on the cheek and said, “Umer you have absolutely nothing to worry about!”
Together, arm in arm, we switched off the downstairs lights and made our way up the stairs. When we entered the bedroom, the first sight was the unmade bed, the sheets crumpled, still damp from Mehmood's cum and her juices.
Samina exclaimed, "Oh my God, we can't lie down here, and I'm too tired to change the sheets. Let's use the spare room."
I restrained her, "No Samina, I want us to sleep here, in the same bed and on the same sheets where he had you."
"Umer, you really are quite sick. We don't want to roll around in that."
"Yes we do, come on Samina!"
"No, hold on, Umer. I'm going to need a shower ... I've still got Mehmood's cum in me and some on my legs. I'm a real mess."
"Samina, I want you stay just the way you are. Come on!" And I dragged my wife to the bed and pushed her onto it. She pulled the top sheet up to try to cover the sticky spots.
Samina quickly shed her gown ... she was naked underneath. On her knees, she shuffled across to the side of the bed and began unbuckling my belt, then she unzipped the fly and the trousers dropped to my ankles. My cock was standing straight out, tenting my boxers!
"Still horny, eh?" she asked me, andI nodded an affirmative. "I thought you would have been wanking in the wardrobe."
"I did darling, more than once ... but my damn cock just won't stay down. That was some show you and Mehmood put on. I feel privileged!"
"I'll have to see about that," said Samina as she started to unbutton my shirt. She leaned forward and kissed me, as her right hand worked its way down past my navel.. She grabbed the waistband of my boxers, pulled them down, releasing my aching erection.
"Samina, all night I've waited for this moment, to feel your touch, oh please let me fuck you!” I sighed as she caressed it. I reached out and fingered her cunt.
"Umer, I'm so sorry darling. It's just that ... it's just that I'm so sore down there. It feels like I'm red raw inside. Even having you in there will be painful I'm sure." Samina looked into my eyes. I realized she must really be sore, that she was not willing to receive my significantly smaller penis in her.
"Oh god, when you touched me in there Umer ... it felt like the tissue was so scbangd that it seemed to be torn and shredded. Even that hurt! I need time to recover. I'm sorry, I know how much you want it, but I can't do this!" Samins pleaded.
I was extremely disappointed, but hardly surprised. Her pussy had taken a real pounding and looked a little raw. She must have seen the look of disappointment on my face, and hugged me. "So, what can we do?" I asked her. So aroused was I that it did not even occur to me to ask her if she wanted to be eaten.
"Well I could give you a hand job.” Samina smiled at me.
I had hoped that she would at least offer me a blow job, and arousal demanded that I had to have her now, but my conscience and his love for her told me to back off ... so once again, I did. I fell back onto the bed beside her and stared straight up at the ceiling.